Erotic story..Not finished, suggestions welcomed.
The pixilated photos compose what my memory cannot. I'm hung over, nauseous and some half naked woman is lying in my bed next to me. Her back is turned so I cannot make out who she is. I gently set my camera back down on my night stand, trying not to wake the beauty. I get up only to stumble over the mounds of clothes on the floor. She turned over, adjusting herself to get comfortable only to fall back asleep.
I glance back over to the bed; she looks like the girl I saw on the monorail last week. I guess you could say we had a moment of attraction.
I shuffle through my dresser to find a pair of briefs and I toss on my favorite t-shirt. I glanced around the room and thought to myself, how did we make such a mess? I grabbed my pack of Parliaments and light up a cigg. I took a deep inhale and let it out slowly with a sigh. I opened up the blinds and windows in my room, letting the light in and the fresh air to mix with my poison smoke. As I walked out of my room towards the kitchen, I stepped over about 50 empty PBR cans. I saw some girls passed out in the living room. One of those girls is my good friend Amy. I guess you could say there were always girls around us, I just wish I could remember what happened last night.
I walk into the kitchen and grab a garbage bag from under the sink. I start grabbing all the empty cans off the counters and ground. The girls begin to slightly awake from the sound of aluminum clinging together in the plastic bag. I opened the blinds and windows to let some fresh air in since there was a stench of stale beer mixed with sex, and cigarettes. That didn't appeal to my weak stomach. I walked over to wake up Amy, grabbing her foot gently. She opens her eyes and smiles while stretching. "How do you feel? You were pretty trashed last night" "Hung over and confused" I answered. She sat up from laying position and I took a seat next to her on the couch. I asked her how the girl ended up in my bed. Not that I have any problems with getting women in the sack. This girl was exceptionally beautiful. She was very feminine, long dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, tan skin and from what I remember a smile that made me weak inside.
"The girl's name is Tessa. We were making a beer run on Broadway when we saw her in the car beside us. You don't remember? She gave you a huge grin and you invited her to follow us back to the house to drink." "Shit, really?!" I exclaimed. I didn't even think she would have gone for women. Then again, I'm not your average woman; standing 5' 8", muscular, short hair, and no breast. I'm often confused for an 20 year old dude, which doesn't bother me, I just don't have the package, which sometimes does bother me. "She really digs you ya know?" I wish I did know, but I don't remember too much. "You two were all over each other last night. I think she may have felt uncomfortable about engaging with a woman at first but after she started downing a few beers, she loosened up and one thing lead to another with you two." Amy claims Tessa kept telling stories about seeing me on the monorail; how she got butterflies when we made eye contact and how she wanted to talk to me but didn't know how to. "What should I do now? Try asking her out again? I really wish I could do this dating thing, I feel like I have my own issues to work on right now. I'm tired of blacking out and not remembering anything. I mean, there is an amazingly attractive girl in my bed right now. I don't even know if we fucked or not. If we did, I wish I knew what it was like. Was she tight, was she a biter? I didn't even know her name! What do you think about my drinking?" "We do it in fun. I don't really see an issue with it. So you've forgotten a few things, no big deal. Let's get this place straightened up before Tessa wakes up." Amy's words eased me but I still felt like I had a slight problem.
We started to pick up the place; the girls in the living room were mostly Amy's friends. She's part of some swinger type of click. I don't doubt they all fucked each other last night. The girls eventually woke up, got dressed and left after exchanging some words with Amy. The place is finally starting to look clean, like it was yesterday except there are a few more beer stains. I stepped outside to the patio and took a seat on the bench. I wondered if Tessa is really interested in dating me. I know I have this issue with drinking but I think for the right girl, I can slow down. It sounds like she was enjoying the drinks also. That can't be too good if she had the same issues as I with alcohol.
I hear Amy's voice inside the house, "she's out on the front porch" Seconds later, the door creaks open and there she stands. Tessa is probably one of the most gorgeous women I have ever been with. "Good morning sweetheart" she says as she sits next to me on the bench. "How did you sleep?" I asked her in a mellow tone. "I slept great. Your bed is so comfy; I almost didn't want to get up. I missed you lying next to me, breathing on my neck as we spooned. I figured I would come out here and talk to you about last night." I listened attentively. "You know, you're my first. I've never been with a woman and I've always been scared of my feelings and thoughts towards women. I think I'm ready to take the next step. I'd like to see you again, on a sober occasion if you don't mind." I smiled at her willingly. "I would actually enjoy that, thoroughly. Look, I drank a little too much last night and don't remember much about what went on. I don't know if we had sex or if we just lay together. I don't remember how it felt to kiss you, what your touch felt like, or how your skin smelt. I wouldn't mind a rematch." She sat there, gazing into my eyes. "You're a romantic aren't you?" She asked. "From time to time I can be." She placed her fragile hand on my knee and squeezed it gently, giving me a shy smirk. I leaned over and kissed her on her cheek and quickly looked the other way. She giggled at me for being awkwardly bashful. I joined her in laughing at myself.
I asked her out to breakfast and she regretfully declined, stating she had some errands to run. She asked if I had any plans for the evening. I thought to myself momentarily. I did have a dinner date with this girl I worked with. It's nothing really, just a fling. "I'm free" I responded. "Great!" she said with excitement. "Would you like to meet up at Dick's for some burgers and maybe head over to my place for dessert?" My heart dropped downtown, I could feel it throbbing. I opened my eyes widely and replied "YES" instantly. We exchanged a few more words before she left. As she drove off I watched with a big smile and headed back in once I couldn't see her car driving down the street any longer.
"Man, that girl is really something. Call it lust for now but I think something could possibly become of it. We agreed to meet up tonight for some dinner. She's quite the tease, she asked me over for dessert afterwards and I about lost it. How about you give me a few minutes to …get dressed and then we can go to breakfast" "Get dressed? Riiight. I'll see you in a few perv." I laughed and glided to my bedroom. I locked the door and laid in the spot Tessa lay just moments before. I smelt her scent on my pillow and on my sheets. I could hear her voice in my head, her flirtatious voice. I began to get excited. My hand traveled down to ease the pressure. It didn't take long before I became light headed, releasing while whispering her name into the air. As I lay there, pulsating, I wished I hadn't made plans for breakfast. A nap sounded wonderful right about now. I dreadfully got up and threw some clothes on. Amy pounded on the door shouting, "Are you done yet!?" "Give me a minute!" I shouted. I finished getting dressed and we headed out to Denny's for some breakfast.
After breakfast I came back home, alone this time. Each time I drive up this street I remember why I moved here. The trees that surround my house make me feel like I'm in the forest, secluded, with nobody to bother me. It's peaceful to me. I drove up my gravel driveway and set my brake. Before removing my keys from the ignition, I stopped for a moment to look around me, taking in the nature and its beauty. It sometimes paralyzes me. For a brief moment Tessa ran across my mind. I pictured us laying out in my yard on a blanket, wrestling and eventually she was on top of me, pinning me down after her victory. We began kissing. Her lips would be soft and slightly moist. My tongue would dance behind my lips for her to make her next move. "Soon enough" I said out loud as I turned the car off and got out.
I'm happy I don't have that horrible hang over any longer; the food seemed to help settle my stomach. I do feel very tired. I can only guess Tessa wore me out last night through hours of fucking. Since I was her "first", I see myself doing most of the pleasing, while she observed how it was done. At least she ended up with a good teacher. I wandered to my bathroom and ran myself a hot bath. I poured a bit of my favorite eucalyptus bath gel in the tub and lit a few candles. As I began to take my clothes off I heard my cell phone go off, I had received a text message. I grabbed my phone and shut off the bathroom lights and slipped into the hot water. The text was from an unknown number. It read:
You probably don't remember this, but you gave me your cell number last night. It's Tessa, I miss you already. I can't wait to see you again tonight.
After reading that text I felt the butterflies start to come. You know the type you get once you meet someone you really can't get enough of. I'm sure I could spend the whole weekend with this girl and not be bored for one minute. We had so much sharing to do, so much to talk about. I wanted to know everything about Tessa. Shortly after her first text another came through.
Have you thought about what you want for dessert??
I responded saying: Strawberry shortcake with whip cream. I could do without everything except the whip cream and your body. How does that sound?
After I hit the send button I got a nervous feeling. What was she going to say to that? I can be quite flirtatious at times, hopefully I'm not moving too fast. I can't really help myself. This girl is sexy. I know she insinuated sexual acts when offering dessert earlier today. Her tone of voice said it all. Her next text came through.
Sounds like a plan. I hope you don't think you're the only one eating whip cream tonight. I want to skim every inch of your body with my tongue... What are you up to?
My downtown began to throb again. As I began to bite my lip I wrote her back.
You've got me feeling amorous; I can feel the pressure building up again. I'm taking a bath. I lit some candles and I'm about to shave. I'll probably take a nice nap after I get out. What are you doing?
Feeling amorous again? I didn't know you felt that way earlier today. Was it my hand on your knee that set you off? LOL. Well, if you must know, I just got done touching myself, thinking about you. Please don't think I'm weird.
I think I may have found my match; someone who has the same sex drive of a young boy going through puberty like myself. I'm already rubbing myself off for the second time today because of this girl. This time, I'm taking it slowly. I heard if you let it build up the result is more rewarding. I sent her another text.
Oh please. Weird? Not one bit. If you knew what I was doing right now you wouldn't feel awkward at all. See you around 7.
After letting my orgasm build up, holding back 4 times, I released. I wasn't so quiet this time. I began to shave my legs, armpits and pelvic areas. I was ready for anything that came my way tonight. After shaving I washed up and let the water run out of the tub. Threw on my favorite robe and lay in my bed. I could still smell her scent next to me on the pillow. Cool Waters for women, one of my fav's. I reached for my phone, set my alarm and dozed off. A well needed nap took place before I awoke at 6. When my alarm went off, I jumped out of bed anxiously, ready to meet my girl. I grabbed my light blue jeans, a pair of socks, my blue briefs and my favorite pin striped button up shirt. Threw some product in my hair and sprayed my favorite cologne, Hugo sport. I put my shoes on and I was out the door.
Good thing I don't live far from Broadway, I planned on walking to Dicks. Gas is extremely over priced anymore. I arrive at Dicks and stand waiting anxiously. After a few moments pass by I hear someone call me name in the distance. I looked around and found my girl almost instantly. I know she's technically not my girl but she will be soon. She looked nothing short of amazing tonight. It seemed like forever since we last saw each other. Time goes by slowly when you're waiting for something, or someone. We waited in line, sneaking glances at each other. "What are you eating" she asked. "Dick's deluxe" I responded. I wasn't really that hungry, just really excited to see Tessa. I wanted to freeze time so I could stare at her and observe everything about her. "You look really handsome tonight. I missed looking at you, being next to you" she stated. I smirked while blushing and quickly looked the other way. She stepped closer and kissed me on my lips. At this time my heart stopped and I grabbed her hand and squeezed it tightly until she left my lips. Our lips fit together like perfect puzzle pieces. I wanted to keep putting the puzzle together. I wanted kiss her again. It was like a natural high. How romantic, our first kiss in front of Dick's. Let's make an anniversary of it! Soon enough we were up to order. She covered the bill, wouldn't let me pay. Our food came up and we were off, walking down the street. After our food was gone we began holding hands and coming in close to each other for brief kisses. I walked behind her with my arms around her waist. Her hair smelt sweet. Her sweet scents were turning me on. We window shopped for a couple hours until she asked me if I was ready to see her place. "Am I ready? I've been waiting since you gave me the invite. Let's go." We walked down a few blocks to her apartment. She buzzed us inside the secured building. The first apartment on the right was hers, I was happy I didn't have to wait much longer. I wanted to be close to her. Closer than I could get without becoming one.