This was written partly to amuse myself and partly to keep up with a friend of mine. We decided to write stories of how we meet our 'dream' guys and thereafter. When you read all of the stories together it looks like a big tangled web of stories and young teenage girl fantasies which is basically what it is. She hasn't posted any of her stories or the stories that we have written together with other friends or the stories that bring all the little ones together but I hope you enjoy my contribution! ENJOY!
I sat on the shuttle bus that would take me to my first class of the week. I looked down at my map to make sure I knew which stop to get off at. I was down at MSU for my 3rd and final time for the 4-H Exploration Days. I was a mentor for the mentoring program at my school and I always made sure I came every summer. The first time I had met my friend Danielle Hoose who through her I made more friends including my best friend Maghan Arnold. The second time I had met my first boyfriend and this really cool guy from Harbor Light. After my first bad break up I was ready to get back out there in the dating pool. There was a mild interest in a guy I had met in Mancelona but he didn't seem all that interested at the moment. I was hoping to find some new friends and possibly a new love interest.
The guy sitting next to me turned to me and pointing to his map asked, "Which stop should I get off to get to the Science Building?"
I look at my map and say, "Stop eleven, the last stop. You could have actually walked there from the dorms."
He looks up at me and I see the most gorgeous green eyes as he smiles at me. "I guess I could have but then I wouldn't have met all the interesting people on the bus. Anyways, I'm not a big fan of moving."
I quickly looked him up and down and could see he had a bit of roundness to him but it looked all right to me. I smile back at him and can feel my gaze go down to the floor. I was a very socially awkward person and found it hard to start talking to people.
"My name's Carl McIntyre. What's your name?"
I looked up and saw that he was still looking at me. "Bridgette Potter," I blurted out in full awkward mode.
He gives me a nod and smiles at me, which just makes me, put a huge goofy grin on my face.
"Nice to meet you Bridgette. How many times have you been here?"
"This is my third time and final time. I'm hoping to go out with a bang though my last two times where pretty wild too." I smile thinking about those times. The first time we had had a party in the elevator and everyone kept talking about it in our mentoring groups. The second time it was too hot to do it but we had a floating party on the shuttles and I had hung out with Jake, the kid from Harbor Light.
"This is my last time too. I've been going for two years though I wanted to go when it was first offered to me. I had to go down to Louisiana to go see family."
"That's cool. Where do you live?" I didn't know what else to really say to him and secretly hoped he lived near me.
He held up his palm, the universal way of showing where you lived in Michigan and pointed his finger just above his pinky on his finger next to it. "I live in Charlevoix. Actually more in Norwood, a little village in the middle of nowhere but I go to the schools there."
I could feel my eyes almost bug out my head. "You go to Charlevoix? I go to Ellsworth and my dad works in Norwood!"
"Really? That's pretty cool. I wonder why I haven't seen you before then." His smile seemed to get a bit bigger and his eyes got a new light in them.
"I'm not much of a social gathering sort of a person. I prefer to stay home and watch movies or read a book and I don't go to the farm that often."
"That's too bad. You don't even go to games or festivals in Charlevoix?"
"I sometimes go to festivals if I have someone to hang out with. Usually it's with my brother."
"Not your boyfriend?"
I gave him a look before saying; "I don't have a boyfriend at the moment. I just got over my first breakup a few months ago."
"I'm sorry to hear that…about the breakup I mean. Why would someone break up with you? You seem nice."
"It wasn't me he said but whatever I'm over him and moving on."
"Stop 8!" yelled the shuttle driver.
"This is my stop," I say standing up. Carl shifts his legs so I can get out and I try hard not to stick my butt in his face.
"After your first class would you like to go get some ice cream with me?" he says as I stand in the line to get off the bus.
"Sure, but how will I get in touch with you? Don't exactly have time to exchange phone numbers."
"Just meet me in the ice cream store. You know where that is?"
I nod as I walk off the bus. I stand there a moment and see Carl wave at me where I had just been sitting and I wave back at him. After the bus drives away I flip my phone out and text my best friend, "Found a cute guy! His name is Carl!"
"Rlly? How cute?" answers Maghan.
"Yay! Did you ask him out?"
"No… He sorta asked me out…"
"Asked me to get some ice cream with him…"
"I'm going to!"
"Gtg to class. Ttyl ho."
I went through my class on edge. I was anxious to get to the ice cream shop and to meet up with Carl. I had noticed that he had a slight accent but didn't have the time to ask him about it. It sounded kind of Scottish, which I found totally sexy. I found myself daydreaming about him and leaped out of my seat when the instructor said we could leave. I took the shuttle to the correct stop and made my way to the little shop.
I was really nervous going in there because I was going to meet this really nice guy that happened to live near me. It almost seemed too good to be true. I walked in and didn't see him in the little shop. I felt a little sad not seeing him and was debating whether to still get some ice cream or just to leave and go back to my dorm when I felt someone tap me on the shoulder.
Being the jumpy person that I am I gave a little squeal and turned around to see Carl's smiling face giggling over my reaction.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were jumpy."
I gave him a little smile and said, "Yeah. You could have given me a heart attack."
"I know CPR. I could have brought you back to life."
I smiled in my head when I caught myself thinking, 'I wouldn't mind you putting your lips to my lips.'
"Does that work for heart attacks?" I asked instead.
He gave a laugh and got in line for ice cream. "I don't think it really matters. I didn't give you one."
We got our ice cream and sat down at one of the few little tables they had. I got something that promised to have a lot of chocolate and peanut butter while he got something that was supposed to taste like coconut cream pie.
"How is yours?" he asked.
"Mmm. It's good. What about yours?"
"Doesn't taste exactly like coconut cream pie, but its good."
"Is that your favorite pie?"
"Yup. Ask for it every birthday."
"Cool! That's my favorite too!"
He gave another laugh, which made me smile. "We have something in common other than where we live. Would you like to try it?"
I gave him a doubtful look but he pushed his cup towards me. I took a little scoop with my spoon and couldn't help but like it. "That's good! I might have to get that next time!"
He gave me a smile and took back his cup. He looked down at it and played with it for a while before saying, "Would you like to come again with me?"
"Sure," I said without hesitation.
He looked up at me with a smile. "Great. I'd like to get to know you better."
I smiled back at him with what I hoped was a bit of a seductive one. "Well, we can get to know each other a little bit more now."
He looked at me and I couldn't help but see how good he looked. He had shoulder length sandy blonde hair that had a bit of wave to it that gently waved around his slightly round face. As I had said before he had the most gorgeous green eyes with a very nice light shining in them. He wasn't exactly buff but he wasn't fat either. He had a nice roundness to him that with his tallness couldn't help but make me think of a teddy bear.
"That is true. We have to finish our ice cream and get back to the dorms."
"Even though you don't like to move and neither do I would you like to walk back to the dorms? They're not that far," I said kind of tentively. I wasn't sure what he'd say though he had said he would like to get to know me better.
"Sure. I'd like that."
I gave a little blush and continued to eat my ice cream. We made some more small talk and when we were done left to go back to the dorms. Once on the sidewalk I got a bit nervous. How close was too close to stand next to him? Would he mind if I did? I decided to walk on one side of the sidewalk and just leave it at that. He drifted to my side and continued our conversation. He probably didn't know it but I was smiling inside that he was next to me. I didn't know what was about him but he made me happy. I hadn't felt like that for months.
We were about half way to the dorms when he slipped his hand into mine. I stopped for a second and looked at our hands. He stopped and took his hand away with a slight blush on his face.
"I-I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that," he stammered. He looked down at his feet a bit uncomfortably and I could feel a blush creep up my face as well.
"It's ok if you do," I said through my blush.
He looked at me shyly. "Really?"
I nodded and he smiled before taking my hand again. We continued to walk a bit before I stopped again. We were under a tree so the lights from the lampposts couldn't quite reach us.
"Would you like to kiss me?" I asked boldly. I felt kind of empowered since I was off with a boy by myself with no supervision and in a place where I was known to do some crazy stuff.
I didn't hear an answer but I could sense him lean over and I closed my eyes when I felt his lips touch mine. At first it was just a simple kiss then he pulled away for a second before coming back and making it deeper. His lips started to move against mine and I returned the motion. He put his arms around me and held me close to his body as I wrapped my arms around his neck. I was just thinking of trying to put my tongue to his lips to try to get in when I felt his tongue tickle my lip. I gladly opened my mouth to receive him and it started to get heavy pretty quick. It took a lot for me to break away.
I could feel him wanting to go at it again but I said, "Maybe we shouldn't be doing this here."
"We're in the middle of a sidewalk. Someone can see us."
"Let them watch."
"I don't want them watching us do whatever this might turn into."
"What might this turn into?"
I knew he was wondering if I was going to promise him sex but I wasn't sure how that would work here… Who would think to bring condoms to basically a school event anyways?
"Well if you hand was to go under my clothing… I don't want people seeing that or getting a peep show."
"Oh right… Where can we go then?"
I thought for a moment as I leaned against his chest and his arms pulled me into him. It felt good to be held by someone again. It was one of things I missed most about being in a relationship. I loved physical contact in anyway. He was nice and warm too, and smelled good. I relished where I was for a moment before the idea came to me.
"How about the stairwell? I know its kinda cliché but everyone takes the elevators."
"I like that idea," he said.
I broke free of his embrace regretfully and took his hand. We continued our walk to the dorms but after a while he let go of my hand and pulled me close to his side as we walked and let his hand go just under the hem of my shirt so it ran over the skin of my hip. I could feel goose bumps where his fingers were and I guess he did too because he started to let his fingers move around a little bit more but not too much so that the average passerby could notice.
We finally made it to the dorms and we slipped into the stairwells. As I thought there was no one. When the door closed he put his hands back around my waist and started kissing me again. I put my arms around his neck again and pressed up against him. He softly pressed me up against the wall and pinned me there with his body. His tongue found its way into my mouth again and we started at it again.
It got more intense this time though. After a moment of just kissing I could feel his hand creep up under my shirt to my breasts. He cupped my right one, bra and all in his large hand and gave a gentle squeeze. I moaned into him because it felt so good after so long. He took his thumb and traced the edge of the bra cup and I could feel my skin get goose bumps from it. That was when he got both of his hands under my shirt and behind me undoing my bra. When he didn't fumble with it I wondered if he had done this before but forgot about it when he shoved down my bra and took both my breasts in his hands. I gasped and pulled away for a second. I looked into his eyes for a second and saw a look of lust that was a bit frightening but was probably on my face as well. I took his hands out from under my shirt before taking my bra off from under my shirt and throwing it onto the floor beside us. He looked down at it for a moment looking sort of lost before looking back at me and smiling.
He started kissing me again and his hands went back up my shirt with me now braless in it. He cupped my breasts again and started to massage them and rub his thumbs over my nipples. I could feel them get hard and start to ache and gave a little meowl in discomfort. He looked at me for a second not knowing what to do when he realized what effect his hands were having on me. He started to slip my shirt up a little before giving me a questioning look asking me whether it was ok. I nodded not caring at the moment or comprehending that someone could walk on in us. He finished taking off my shirt and looked down at my body before gently kissing me on my lips and making his way down my face, neck, collarbone, and breast until he came to one of my nipples. He took it into his mouth and gave a little suck. I gasped and closed my eyes as I leaned against the wall for support, it felt so good. He took that as a cue and took some more into his mouth before starting to suck harder. I gave a small moan and it took a lot not to ask him to just take me where we were on the dirty floor of the stairwell.
When he was finished with that breast he went over to the other side and did the same thing. I was panting heavily from the moment and when I had a moment of clarity. I was standing in a stairwell against the wall, half naked with a guy sucking on my breast! I gently pushed him away before quickly putting my clothes back on before someone saw us. He looked at me for a moment puzzled then it dawned on him what had just happened.
"I-I-I'm sorry. I didn't know what came over me. I…"
"It's not just your fault. I could have stopped it too."
There was an awkward moment as we stood there not knowing what else to do. I didn't know this guy that well and I had already taken off half of my clothes for him. I crossed my arms over my chest and tried not to look at him.
"Are you ok? I didn't hurt you or anything?" he asked.
"No, I'm fine. I'm just not used to going that fast." I flashed him a smile before saying, "It felt great though. It's been a while since I've done anything like that."
"That's good. I seriously don't know what got over me. I've never done anything like that before. I've never had a girlfriend. I never was interested in dating."
I could feel my eyes get buggy. "You've never done that before? But you seemed to know what you were doing!"
He gave a sheepish look and a shrug. "It was animal instinct…?"
"Must have been."
There was another awkward moment before he said, "Would you like to be my first girlfriend then I guess…?"
"I think it's kind of late to ask that… but sure."
He gave me a smile before saying, "Great. Do you drive?"
"Good. I'm kind of sick of picking people up to go places."
"I thought you said you've never dated."
"I haven't. Doesn't mean I don't have family or friends."
"Oh right. So I take it you can drive too. I got sick of driving people places too. Sometimes had to go over to Central Lake to pick up my boyfriend and then go to Charlevoix to go to the movies… Those were expensive nights since my car is a tank."
"What do you drive?"
"A '99 Chevy Tahoe. I call it The Tank."
"Sweet. I'm sure you have some wild times off roading in that thing."
"Not really. I don't drive that much since I don't have a job."
"That sucks. I just have a small Toyota truck but I love to go off roading."
By this time I had uncrossed my arms and was comfortably talking to him when my phone started to vibrate. I took it out and saw it was Dani calling.
"Where are you? We were supposed to meet for dinner and Dee is a bit mad at you for not signing in saying where you are."
"I'm sorry! I haven't even been back to my dorm yet. After class I went to the ice cream shop with this guy I met."
"What kind of guy?"
"A guy I'm dating."
"Wait… I thought Jordan broke up with you…?"
"He did. Carl just asked me out."
"The guy I just said I went to get ice cream with!"
"Oh… Well you better get up here and talk to Dee then."
"Ok. I will. See you later."
I put my phone in my pocket and sheepishly looked at him. "I got to go. My chaperone is kinda pissed at me for not signing in telling where I was going. Well I didn't even know I was going to meet you and all that…"
"It's ok. I should probably be going too. Give me your number?"
I told him my number and he put it in his phone and I did the same with his number. I gave him a chaste kiss on the lips before going up to my dorm and calming Dee down.
I was able to explain myself to Dee and she made me promise not to ever do it again and hopefully it wouldn't since I could make plans now with my new boyfriend.
Once I was laying in bed in my dorm I took out my phone and texted Maghan of the good news.
"I have a bf now!"
"What?! Who? Cute ice cream guy?"
"Yes! It got fast too. Found myself with no shirt or bra on!"
"OMG! In the ice cream shop?"
"No! Of course not! It was in the stairwell…"
"But still! Now ur a slut!"
"But he's my bf now!"
"Was he ur bf at the moment?"
"Then ur a slut but I still love you!"
I heard a knock at my door and heard Dani behind the door asking to be let in. "Coming!" I said to her. "Gtg talk to Dani about Carl. Night ho!"
I got up and let Dani in who came in with a million questions.
"What is up with this? You're going out with a guy you just meet? This is crazy but it's so great! How did you meet him and how come your dating him all of a sudden?"
"Calm down Dani! I'll tell you!"
"You better tell me! Give me details woman!"
So I told her of how I meet Carl and the ice cream shop and only skirted over the last bit the stairwell.
When I was done she just looked at me bug eyed. "So now you're dating this guy from Charlevoix you don't even know?"
"Yeah. He makes me happy though. Lord knows I haven't felt like that for a while."
"True. It's a good think he lives nearer to you. It's funny you never meet him before."
"Well I don't get out much and I've never met anyone from Norwood. They tend to keep to themselves."
I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket at that moment and puzzled of who it could be since I had said goodnight to Maghan already, took it out and saw that I had a text from Carl.
"He just texted me!"
"What'd he say? What'd he say?"
I opened the text and smiled at my phone.
"Hey good looking what u got cooking?"
I told Dani what he said and replied, "I'm making some hot fudge sundaes with no ice cream."
"How can u have sundaes with no ice cream? That's an abomination!"
"Im not really. Im talking to my friend Dani."
"I hope its all good."
"Don't know anything bad yet about u."
"Ill bring u up to speed later on that."
"Bet it's a small list tho."
"Nope. Its long."
"Just u wait to find out what u got urself into."
"Fine. Don't believe me."
"Y did u pick me?"
"Pick u what?"
"Pick me to ask to get ice cream? There were about ten other girls on that bus."
"U looked nice to me and lonely."
"Y did u say yes?"
"Cuz u looked like a nice guy and cute."
"Yes u r tho it threw me 4 a spin all that touching…"
"Said I was sorry…"
"And I said it was fine. Just wasnt expecting it that fast… Truth be told I was kinda hoping for something like that. Dont want to live on the safe side this time."
"I think I can help with that."
"Ive noticed that."
"Can I txt u later? Dani is jumping up and down on my bed."
"What was all of that about?" she asked when she saw me put my phone away.
"He wanted to know what I was doing."
"I hope he doesn't turn out to be a creepy stalker."
"I doubt it. He seems really nice."
"Ok whatever you say."
"It's going to be part of modern courtship to wonder what the other is doing!"
"Ok! Ok! Don't bite my head over it! I better get back to my room then. Leave you two alone."
I made a face at her as she left then got my phone back out and quickly texted Carl.
"Soo y do u have an accent?"
"Im from Scotland."
"Its not heavy tho."
"We moved here when I was ten so I still talk slightly like it."
"I find it sexy."
"Rlly? Thanx for telling me that. I can use it against u now."
"Lol. Ur sweet."
"U sound so innocent but ur not."
"Dont see how thats a good definition of sweetness but ok…"
"I like it."
"So tell me about urself. Hobbies?"
"Read, write, txt, watch old movies… U?"
"Txt, read and watch tv. What kind of books?"
"I love sci-fi."
"Thats cool. So do I. Fav author?"
"He write Jurassic park?"
"Sweet. I love that book. I prefer Nick Cook tho."
"Hes good too."
It was cool talking to him when he was probably just a floor or two down from me. He was a likable guy and I loved it that we liked some of the same things. Like not many people read anymore let alone books like Nick Cook and Michael Crichton. With all of this excitement I found myself pretty tired but didn't want to say goodnight quite yet.
"So do u have any siblings?" he asked.
"One brother. He drives me nuts tho all the time."
"What else are bros for? I got two and a sister."
"Wow. Thats a big family."
"Not compared to my uncles family. They got 8 kids."
"Wow. Cant even imagine that."
"Yeah. Ur brother older or younger?"
"One brother is older and the other is younger. My sister is actually my twin."
"Ur a twin? Thats cool!"
"Not when she gets most of the attention. Shes the only girl so shes spoiled rotten tho shes a nice girl."
"What are you wearing?" I don't know really why I asked him this but I was still feeling kind of bold from earlier.
"Im curious what my new bf wears to bed."
"It is… If I was home tho Id be wearing nothing."
"Now I'm getting images in my head…"
"Are they good ones?"
"Idk at the moment. Y don't u help me with my imagination? How big r u?"
I waited a moment for him to respond and when he didn't I started to get nervous. Did I scare him away already? Guys usually found it funny when I was bold enough to ask them how big they were.
After another moment I was just about to apologize for asking something so personal when he txted me back.
"Well at the moment Im about 7 in."
"U mean ur…hard at the moment?"
"What else can u expect from me considering our encounter?"
"That is true… U beat me to it. I was going to do something to help get rid of that feeling for myself."
"U were going to finger urself?"
"Yeah… Well ur yanking urself!"
"Im in the bathroom so the guys don't know."
"Like they wont see the evidence in there."
"Ill clean it up."
"Ok. Wow… We haven't been together 5 hr and were already talking about this…"
"Well considering our first encounter…"
"True again. Would you like to be left alone so u can finish ur business?"
"Its fine. I can multitask."
"Would u like some help?"
"Say dirty stuff… Used to do for the ex… Its kinky and usually resulted in me getting turned on but it helped him."
I started texting him dirty stuff of what I wanted to do to his dick and as I knew I would I started to get very horny. After I knew that he had done his business I mentioned that I was very horny at the moment.
"Wow. U seem to be made horny easily. I can have fun with that too."
"Oh shut up! Its not helping any that u remind me that I dont have anything to help me!"
"I'm sorry… What could I do to help?"
"Talk to me dirty could help as I go pleasure myself."
"Best not tell me that or well be up all night."
So he started to talk dirty to me and what he would do to my pussy. Well that kind of talk got me plenty wet and I started having a little fantasy involving us as I tried to satiate myself. When I was done it was plenty past lights out. I looked into the room I shared with 3 other girls and saw they were asleep. They probably wondered and guessed what I was doing in there but let them think. I was a very horny person and had to do something with it. I went to bed and curled up still thinking about the great guy I had met that day and how much he understood me. I could still feel his arm around me as I drifted off.
The rest of the time there I spent time with my friends and my new boyfriend. I hadn't told my family when I was at MSU that I now had another guy in my life but they learned soon enough when he showed up at our door the night that I got home from MSU.
My dad was the one to answer the door and he didn't seem to know what to do when Carl asked for me.
"How do you know Bridgette?"
"I meet her down at Exploration Days. She hasn't told you yet?"
That was when I came to the rescue and gave Carl a hug and a kiss on the cheek. My dad looked at us like horns were coming out of our heads.
I wrapped my arm around Carl and quietly said to him, "You couldn't have told me you were coming over? I haven't told them yet. I have to take things delicately with them especially since they don't know you or your family."
"I thought I would surprise you," he said.
"Well it worked. I'm surprised and I'm sure my family is too."
That was when my mom came out from the living room where she was watching TV.
"Bridgette, what is going on here?"
"Mom, Dad, meet my new boyfriend Carl McIntyre. Carl, meet my parents."
"Nice to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Potter."
My parents had confused looks on their faces and I knew I was going to have to answer for this later.
"It's nice to meet you too," said my dad since my mom looked speechless for the first time in her life. I knew that later it wouldn't last and I'd probably get my ass chewed out by her for not telling her and for dating someone I didn't even know.
"Would you like to watch some TV or go hang out in my room?" I asked Carl as I looked up at him. I was hoping for the latter so we could have some privacy but my mom found her voice.
"You're not going into your room. If he's going to be here he's going to be out here where I can watch you guys."
"Mom! You think we'll go have sex?"
"I don't know this kid! You're not going back where I can't see you!"
"It's fine. I'm ok with watching TV with you guys," said Carl coming to the rescue.
I felt kind of put down but led him to the couch where Justin was already sitting, texting his girlfriend.
"Justin, this is Carl my boyfriend. Be nice."
Justin looked him up and down before saying hey and getting back to his phone. I got a text on my phone a second later from Christiana, Justin's girlfriend.
"U got a bf? Good for u!"
"Thank u. Gtg."
"Ok. Tell me later about him!"
We sat down on the couch and I felt awkward for a moment before he tentively put his arm around me. I cuddled up next to him and put my arm around his tummy so I could give him a little hug. My mom ignored us for the rest of the time and got her DS out and started playing. My brother kept texting his girlfriend and my dad left to go to work on the farm. I snuggled in closer to Carl and he gave my waist a little squeeze. I looked up at him and saw that he was looking at me. I smiled up at him and he leaned down to give me a little kiss on the lips. When he looked back at the TV I had a big smile on my face because it felt so right being where I was at the moment. After a few hours of watching TV he had to go home. After saying goodbye to him and giving him a kiss my mom started in on me.
"How the hell did you meet that guy?"
"It was down at MSU. He asked me to get some ice cream with him."
"He just asked you out of the blue?"
"He sat next to me on the bus and we started talking and then he asked me."
"So how did getting ice cream become dating? I would like to know."
"When we walked back to the dorms he held my hand and sorta asked me to go out with him."
"How did he sorta ask you out?"
"Ummm…" There was no way I was going to tell her what actually happened so I quickly told her a lie. "Well he was so nervous he was fumbling over his words. He hasn't had a girlfriend before so he didn't know how to ask a girl out."
My mother looked at me for a moment before saying, "Ok. Where does he live?"
"They're all weird people. They stay cooped up in their houses all the time."
"We do too, Mom."
"It's not the same."
"Don't question me. Who are his parents?"
"I don't know. We haven't talked about it."
"How do you expect to learn about people if you don't ask things?"
"We've talked about other things. He hasn't asked either what you guys do yet."
I can tell I'm getting on her nerves being a smart ass but it's true. It's not possible to ask every question all in one day or three to be exact.
"So what have you talked about then?"
"Cars, hobbies, movies, books, our plans in the future… He wants to be a surgeon even with the Health Care plan."
My mom took this as acceptable and left me alone on the subject for the time being. Every once in a while after that she would ask about us because she knew I took it hard in my last relationship though she didn't know a quarter of it.
I spent the next month hanging out with my boyfriend when he wasn't working at Kmart. During the first week I went over and meet his family. They were very nice and I could tell his parents were from Scotland because they had heavier accents. I loved his family and it looked like they liked me as well. His twin sister was beautiful and her name was Kara. She seemed to approve of me, which was good because for some reason I was most worried about her. I also meet his brothers Allen, who was the older brother and Douglas, which was the younger brother. Allen actually went to college but had come home for the summer. He was going for graphic design, which I found fascinating since I had really enjoyed doing that sort of stuff in high school. Carl had to interrupt me from talking to him because I wasn't spending time with him.
His parents weren't as tight as mine were and they let us go to his room alone with the door closed. We talked a bit on his bed before he leaned over and kissed me. This moment reminded me so much of another moment with another guy that I had to push him back a bit.
"I don't want to get hurt again. This reminds me too much of HIM." He knew who HIM was and knew he had hurt me a lot when he had dumped me out of nowhere.
"I'm not him. I won't hurt you."
"How can you say that? You don't even really know me."
"I know enough that I wouldn't try to hurt you in any way."
I looked up at him and could see that he wouldn't try to hurt me on purpose. Even though I had only known him for a little bit it felt like forever and it felt like I was falling for him. I tried not to because of the last time I fell too hard for him but I couldn't help it with Carl. He was a great guy and I felt so special knowing I could call him my own.
He looked at me a second to see what I was thinking and must have been satisfied with my answer because he leaned back down and kissed me again. I put my arms around his neck and let him push me against his bed. He laid on top of me and kissed me sweetly on the lips before kissing me softly on my face and neck. I was still kind of unsure about it but let myself enjoy the attention and when he came back up to my lips I kissed him back lustfully. He wanted to keep it slow though and I was forced to slow down my pace. He gently started to run his hands over me, exploring me. I liked this slow pace though I wanted more heat but I was going to let him lead it. His hand slowly went up my shirt and he softly cupped my breast and started to massage it gently. I sighed around his mouth and let my hands move down his back until I got to his waistband and dipped my fingers in it. He didn't make a move to stop me so I took it as encouragement and dipped my hands in more until I cupped his ass in my hands. I gave a gentle squeeze and made him grind against me which made both of us moan softly. I pressed more onto his ass so he ground against me more and I could feel his manhood more prominently. Intrigued about it I put my hands between us and dipped my fingers in the front of his pants. He stopped kissing me but his eyes remained closed as I inched my fingers in a bit more.
"Are you ok?" I asked. He wasn't telling me to stop but he wasn't exactly encouraging it either.
"Yeah. You can keep going."
"Are you sure?"
I was about to put my fingers more in there when I got a better idea. I took my fingers out and started to undo his pants. I guess he couldn't hold himself up much longer because then he flipped us over and I was on top. I got back to undoing his pants and could see that his manhood was pressing against his jeans making it look kind of like a little hill. I couldn't help but giggle and he looked at me puzzled until I pointed out what I was laughing at. He gave me a smile and laid back his head on his pillow. I got his pants undone and reached under his boxers and was a bit surprised at the welcome I was receiving. I gently took it out and looked down at it. I had only gotten quick glimpses of penises before but this was my first time to actually study one. I put my hand around it and gave a little yank, which made him give a little buck. I crawled up to his face and went back to kissing him at, which he seemed to get a little dejected at but started, kissing me back. After a moment of making use of my mouth I took his manhood in my hand and started to give little yanks which made it grow harder and he started to give little bucks in the air trying to do something with the feeling that was building up in him. When I thought that was enough I stopped yanking and kissing him and looked at him waiting for him to open his eyes. When he did he looked at me confused wondering why I had stopped. I looked at his face for a moment before placing his hand at my pants button and it took a moment for him to understand what I was proposing. He gave me a questioning look before going to work on my pants. He had me out of them quickly and himself out of his own when he realized we both had our shirts on. I smiled at him then took mine off as well as my bra and laid down on his bed completely naked. He looked down at my body hungrily for a moment before whipping off his own shirt. That was when he realized we were missing something important.
"I don't have any condoms," he whispered.
"Check my left front pocket. There should be one in there."
He looked at me wondering why I had condoms in my pocket when I explained that I had wanted to get rid of my virginity before I was 18 and that it never hurt to be prepared.
"But in your pocket?"
"Where else do you expect me to put it? I didn't expect us to do it in your room when all of your family is home but I just put it in there."
He went over to my pants, got the condom and returned to the bed. He fumbled for a moment to get it on and when he got it on he looked over at me with a questioning look.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
I nodded and slightly parted my legs to receive him. He situated himself between them and I put my legs around his hips. Now he looked kind of lost.
"Ummm… Where do I put it?"
I gave him an encouraging smile before I showed him with my finger where my vagina was. "Just take it slow, will you? It's supposed to hurt for me because originally my opening isn't big enough to receive you."
"Really? Ok, I'll try to be careful."
He readied himself then slowly pushed his way into me. I shut my eyes tight against the pain and tried really hard not to cry out and alert his family what we were doing. I could feel the tears start to well up in my eyes as I looked up at him. I could see he was worried of the effect he was having and I got worried that he'd chicken out and stop it. This was the only way I could start to enjoy it if I went through the pain first. I tried to smile at him and he took the hint. He started to pull himself out a little then gently pushed back in. The pain in that one simple act made me want to start crying and yelling but I kept it inside. He started to get used to the movement and got surer of himself as he continued to pull and push himself out and into me. He started to go just a tad faster and a bit deeper and I kept trying to keep the scream that was building in me inside. He was aware I was in pain so that's why he kept it at a slow pace and didn't try to put too much in me. After a while I could feel that he was having a bit of difficulty keeping his pace and concentration when I realized that he was close to orgasming. I still didn't feel much other than pain and was kind of jealous that he was going to have an orgasm while I laid there in pain but just let him cum in me. When he was done he slowly withdrew and I let out a breath of relief. He was a big boy and it hurt like the fucking dickens when he was in me. He laid down next to me on his side and watched me as I got control of myself. That was when I realized that it felt wet between my legs. I sat up and looked down hoping like crazy that it didn't mean that the condom had broken. Instead I saw bright red pouring out of me and I got scared. I knew I was supposed to bleed my first time but it still scared the shit out of me. He looked down where I was looking and he looked scared too.
I turned to him and assured him that it was supposed to happen my first time when it dawned on me. There was now blood on his sheets. His family would find out that we had had sex because the evidence was right there. I could feel my eyes grow as big as plates as I looked at him then between my legs.
"Get up," he gently said.
I got up and looked around for something to clean myself up with. I found a box of Kleenex and started to clean myself up as he started to strip his bed.
"What are you going to do with that?" I asked. I seriously didn't want his family to find out and think I was a slut though the evidence showed likewise.
"I'm going to wash them," he said simply.
"What if they find out?"
"They won't. I do my own laundry and I'm sure I can stain stick it."
"Ok. You might want to put your clothes back on before you take care of it then."
He looked down and saw that he was still naked and that the condom was still on him. He gave a sheepish look before taking it off and hiding it in the trash and putting his clothes back on. As he went to do his sheets I cleaned myself up and put my clothes back on. When he came back I was sitting on his bed looking around. He sat next to me and put an arm around my waist. I leaned against him and closed my eyes.
"Did it hurt a lot?" he asked gently.
"You couldn't help it. Even if you were small it would have hurt, true it probably hurt more because you're bigger but it's alright."
"Are you sure?"
"We can't do anything about it now."
"Yeah." He sat for a moment in a thoughtful state then asked. "Will it hurt for you next time?"
I shook my head. "No, it's only supposed to hurt the first time." I looked up at him. "It'll be better next time."
"You sure you want to another time? You looked like you were in a lot of pain."
"I've told you, that's supposed to happen."
There was another thoughtful moment. "Will you bleed then too?"
"Only if it gets too rough for my body to take."
There was another silence before I asked, "Did you enjoy it?"
"Yeah. It wasn't like what I expected but I like it."
"Good, because this will probably be the closest either of us will get to exercise."
He laughed and I noticed that I liked his laugh especially when I was cuddling against his chest and could feel it through my body.
He laid down on his bed and I laid next to him curled up along his body. We gazed at each other for a moment before he kissed my nose and smiled at me.
"Thank you," he said to me.
"For being with me."
"I should be thanking you. I feel happy again thanks to you."
"Fine. We thank each other. Good enough for you?"
I smiled at him and said playfully, "No."
He smiled back and said, "Really? Then what will make it even?"
I gave a grin and moved in closer. I looked into his eyes then licked his nose.
He moved away in shock and looked at me in shock. "Did you just LICK me?"
I giggled. "Yeah. That's how I mark my territory. You're mine now."
He gave me a grin and moved in closer. I gave him a wary look not knowing what he was going to do but didn't move an inch. He moved in closer until our noses touched. There was a moment where we didn't do anything and I tried to get an idea of what he was going to do then he struck like a viper and lightly bit me on the nose.
I flew backwards and almost fell on the floor. "You BIT me? Why did you bite me?" My hand flew my nose to make sure there wasn't any damage and couldn't feel anything.
"That's how I mark MY territory. Your mine as well."
I crawled back into the crock of his body and smiled. "I guess we're stuck with each other then. I marked you and you marked me. Do you bite anything else other than my nose to mark your territory?"
"Do you lick anything else to mark your territory?"
I laughed knowing what he was referring to. He had a dirty mind, which I loved because I had one as well.
"I asked you first."
"Well… I can bite your ear." He proceeded to nibble on my ear, which just tickled me and I couldn't help but giggle. "I can bite your lip." He lightly took my bottom lip in his mouth and bit it softly. "And I can bite your neck." He found a spot on my neck and lightly took the flesh and bit into it. I gasped and wiggled closer to him so he would know that I liked it. He started to suck on my skin and once in a while would bite at the skin.
I loved this new sensation as he worked on my neck. I always knew the neck was a sensitive part of me but no one had ever done anything to it. I always did that sort of stuff for my ex boyfriend but he never did the same for me. When he was done I felt at my neck and could feel my first hickey. I giggled because I had never had one before and could imagine the look I would see on my mom's face when she saw it.
"So what else can you lick?"
I gave him a little seductive smile. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
He put his arm across my waist and held me close. "Yeah, I would."
I was close to his face and could feel a familiar but somewhat scary tension between us and could feel my heart start to pound in my chest. "I bet you would…" I leaned in some more and pressed my lips against his.
At first he tried to resist my kiss and not kiss me but I coaxed him out and he started to move his lips with my own. His hand grasped my ass and gently felt it through my pants before putting his hand between my legs and trying to rub my pussy through my pants but I shoved his hand away.
"What? I thought you liked that."
I gasped, "Usually I do but it feels sore down there. I could bear it when there was no agitation but when you tried to rub me it HURT."
He kissed my cheek and whispered, "I'm sorry baby. I didn't know."
"It's ok. How should you know? You didn't even know I was supposed to bleed. I just need to be careful down there. I should be fine in a day I believe."
"That's good. I don't want you to be in pain."
"Who wants to be in pain? But thanks babe, at least you didn't think I was too fragile of a flower to do it."
"I love you."
I looked at him with mild surprise to see if he meant it or was joking around. I looked at his face and could see that he was being serious. I looked into his eyes and could see that he believed it.
"It's ok if you don't say the same thing right away. I can understand it if you don't but I had to get it off my chest. I care a lot for you Bridgette, and I wanted to just let you know that."
"I-I-I…" I didn't know why I stuttered there after he gave me that little speech telling me how he felt. I knew we had only dated little more than a week and thought it was way too soon to be saying something that carried a lot of feeling with it. I swallowed and kept looking at his face. "I… I don't think I'm ready to say it back to you Carl. I feel it, trust me, but I'm not sure about saying it. Last time didn't work so well for me…"
"I'm not him and I'd never try to hurt you but I understand. I can wait till your ready to say it. I'm content knowing you feel something."
He looked at him and gave a smile. I had just the most wonderful guy. He was nice, funny and so understanding and not to mention he was being patient in the right areas. I snuggled closer to him and rest my head against his chest with my eyes closed. I could feel his heart beating and he put his hand around my waist again. We laid there for about half an hour before his mom gently knocked on the door and asked if I was going home or if I was going to stay the night.
"Your mom will let me stay the night?"
"Yeah. My older brother has had his girlfriends stay the night and Kara's boyfriend stayed the night once."
"My mom lets us have our significant others stay the night too but I'm not sure if she'll let me stay the night especially since she don't know your family."
"Can't hurt to ask, can it?"
"I'm sure she can make it hurt." I took my phone out anyways and called home. I got my mom and asked her about staying the night and she surprised me saying I could.
"Just no sex."
"Ok Mom. I'm not that irresponsible."
"Just checking. Have fun."
"I will. Bye."
I looked at Carl with mild surprise and excitement. "She said I could!"
He smiled at me and said, "That's great!" He looked at me for a moment before asking, "Would you like to share my bed with me tonight?"
"Would that be allowed?"
He shrugged. "Allen has had his girlfriends stay in his bed though when Kara's boyfriend stayed over he stayed on the couch because he wasn't comfortable doing it. Should be fine as long as we don't become too loud." He gave me a wink and I laughed.
"Ok fine. I'll share your bed but I don't have any night clothes or a toothbrush and toothpaste…"
"You can wear one of my shirts and I can get you an extra toothbrush. I hope you don't mind using my toothpaste."
I remembered how he had tasted after he had brushed his teeth when we had been at MSU and said, "I don't mind."
He went and got me a toothbrush and while he was gone told me to go pick a shirt from his closet to wear. I waited a moment because I was nervous to go in there but curiosity got the best of me and I opened his door. I was expecting a bunch of stuff to fall out but instead found that it was cleaner than mine. The shirts were hanging nicely and there were a few boxes on the floor and on the shelf of the closet but it wasn't cluttered. I looked through his shirts not really paying attention until I saw a shirt I saw in my head a lot. It was the shirt he wore when I had first met him. It was just a plain black t shirt but I loved it for that reason. I took it out and laid it on the bed before I started to take off my clothes. I was just pulling my shirt over my head when the door opened.
"Oh I'm sorry! I was looking for Carl! Sorry!"
The door closed and I pushed my shirt back down. I don't know what happened. Someone had opened the door, apologized profusely and left. I felt embarrassed now because it sounded a bit like, Douglas the younger brother. I probably scared the kid now. I sat down on the bed with my arms crossed over my chest and waited for Carl to get back.
He came in with a small grin and a toothbrush. "You just made my brother's adolescence. He saw you undressing?"
"He told you?"
"I bumped into him in the hall and he was blushing like crazy. He can't ever lie to me."
"It wasn't like I wanted him to see me half naked. He just barged in on me. I guess he forgot I was still here."
"Don't worry I think he enjoyed it."
"Oh great. I don't want to be known as that!"
"It's fine baby. If anything we'll just get a few jokes out of it."
"Still don't like it." I pouted up at him from my spot on the bed and he sat down next to me.
He nuzzled my ear before whispering in his wonderful accent that made me shiver when it was directed at me like that, "Don't worry about it. Let's just get ready for bed." He kissed a spot behind my ear after he had brushed away some of my hair.
"O-ok. I'll just…just…brush my teeth and change in the bathroom."
He gave me a smile because he knew that I was puddy in his hands at the moment and he liked it. He gave me a little pat on the butt as I left and I gave him a look before heading to the bathroom. When I was done I sneaked back into his room because all I was wearing was his shirt and my pair of underwear. When I got inside I found that he had put on clean sheets and had straightened his already tidy room. He was laying on his bed waiting for me wearing only a pair of shorts. I stood next to the door now nervous even though I had just given him my virginity only about an hour ago. He noticed my hesitation and patted on the spot next to him on the bed. I came to the bed and laid down next to him. I looked into his face and he gently cupped my face in his hand. He pressed his body against mine before bringing his lips to mine again. He was gentle as he kissed me before he brought his lips to my ear and said in his damn sexy accent, "I love you baby and I want to make you happy." I shivered at his voice and he could feel it. "Babe stay with me, I want to wake up with you in my arms." He nuzzled my ear and I tried hard to keep my breathing even. His hand went to the hem of the shirt which only came to mid thigh on me and ran his hand over the skin there. I gave a shuddering breath as I felt goose bumps form on the skin he touched. He let his hand slowly travel up my leg, over my hip and waist and lightly cupped my breast. I snuggled closer to him as he gently massaged it and rested my head against his chest and closed my eyes. He started to sing softly to me in his lovely voice and I could feel the sounds resound in his chest. I didn't know what exactly he was saying but it sounded very guttural and had an errie, soft flow of words that I found that I really liked. He softly ended the song and I waited a moment before asking what it was.
"It's a song my mom used to sing to me when I went to sleep at bed. It's an old love song."
"It's beautiful. I didn't know you could sing."
"One of my many talents." I could sense he was smiling and smiled into his chest. "What other talents do you have?"
"Making you turn into jelly."
I playfully hit his chest. "I already knew that one."
"But recently its been a favorite of mine."
"I like to think I'm pretty good at it too."
"Yeah. I think I do."
"Why do you think that?"
"Cuz I can just do this…and you…start shiver…ing…" As he growled that into my ear he brushed his thumb over my nipple which made me shiver hard and could feel it harden under his touch. He took his thumb away and went back to just massaging my breast. "See? I think I can hold my own."
"You're even stuttering. I think you owe me."
"Owe you? Owe you what?"
"I don't know yet. I'll let you know when something comes to mind."
I yawned, "Ok. Tell me when you know what you want."
He removed his hand from my breast and straightened out the shirt before curling his arm around me and holding me close to his body.
"Are you comfortable?" he asked.
"Yeah. I'm perfect."
"Good. Good night Bridgette. I love you." He closed his eyes and settled in more into the bed and was soon breathing softly.
It took me a bit longer so I just listened to him breathing and wondered how I could be so lucky to have a guy like this. I lightly kissed his cheek and with a little hesitation whispered, "I love you too."