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Authors name: John McGregor (cotrackguy@aol.com)
Story title : John and Jessica
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John and Jessica (MF-teens, rom, school)
by John McGregor (CoTrackGuy@aol.com)
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John and Jessica have been friends since their first day
in High School. Now they confess they're love for each
other...
This story is a work of fiction. Any similarity to any
person or character, real or fictitious, is purely
coincidental. The author, John McGregor, retains the
copyright to his work and all rights reserved to him be
holding that copyright. This may be posted to any free
site and any commercial site, providing the author
provides written permission. This is not meant for
youngling's so if you're 17 or younger DO NOT READ
FURTHER!
On a personal note, this is my first attempt at erotic
story writing, so any comments would be appreciated.
Send them to ColoradoTrackGuy@aol.com.
John and Jessica
by John McGregor
Even though I'm only 18 and she's only 17, Jessica and I
have been friends for almost years now. I know her
better than anyone else. She's my best friend, and I
really couldn't ask for anything more than her
companionship.
You would think that because Jess and I have known each
other so long and know each other so well that there was
a romantic interest. In my mind, there always was. It
took us years, however, to admit it. I always knew it,
though.
Throughout all the time we were friends, I could see it
in her eyes. In our hearts we knew that we were destined
for each other. We knew that our fate lay down a common
road.
I met her the first day of high school. She was part of
my first class, physical education. As we filed into the
gymnasium, the gym teacher had us sit in rows going
across the gym floor according to the names he called
out. He told us that we would be sitting here at the
begging of every class or there'd be hell to pay. I
wasn't really paying attention to who he was sitting
around me until he called her name.
"Cook, Jessica."
I looked up to see the person who I would be sitting
beside the rest of the semester. I'll never forget the
thought that came to my mind as she walked towards me.
'Oh God... what a body!' I thought silently to myself.
She was about 5' 3" and 130lbs. She had beautiful long
brown hair and sensuous dark brown eyes. Her breasts
weren't particularly big, but they weren't small either.
Her skin was almost a robust olive color. She was, in a
word, perfect. For me, at least.
Apparently I wasn't very good at concealing my thoughts.
As she walked by me, she winked. As the gym teacher
continued to call off names for seating, she leaned
forward and whispered to me.
"Nice to meet you. My name's Jess," she said in a hushed
tone. She continued, "And to answer your first question,
yes, they're real," and then laughed slightly to
herself.
It was that biting sense of humor, besides the
magnificent body, which first drew me to Jessica. Her
personality fit right in with mine, and from that day on
we were the best of friends.
And as I said before, she knew from the start that I was
interested in her. She never said anything, but she
often caught me looking at her gorgeous body. Every now
and then, I would turn away to do something, and catch
her looking at me too. The feelings that we had for each
other were already placed deep within us, and I knew
that it was only a mater of time until we were together.
For almost a year, though, we became simply better
friends. At least that's what we told ourselves. We
could feel the need for each other's love and admiration
in everything we did together. However, we were too
afraid, too sensitive, or just too stupid to do anything
about what we felt. In a way, this period of friendship
made our relationship far better when we finally did get
together. We knew each other so well; there were no
secrets to keep from each other, no feelings so deep and
so cherished that we felt that we could not share them
with one another.
Then, without warning, the first move was made. One
night, her sisters (she was the youngest of three
triplets) were out on dates. Her parents were having
dinner with some old friends of theirs who were in from
out of town. I was going to pick her up to take her to
the Mercury Cafe, a little swing dancing club in
downtown Denver. When I called her house to tell her I
was on the way, she said, "If no one answers the door
when you get here, just come in. I'll be downstairs
taking a shower."
This in itself didn't really mean anything. I had been
over at her house many times when she was taking a
shower. Once I even caught her naked when I peeked into
the bathroom after she was done with her shower. It was
an image that had found a permanent place in my mind.
When I got there, I went downstairs into her room for
her to get out of the shower. I had done this before,
too. She just went into her room and made me close her
eyes while she was changing. That didn't bother her or
me.
So, when she came into the room with nothing but a towel
wrapped around her waist, I expected the usual "Close
your eyes, John," speech. However, she didn't say it.
She merely walked over to the bed and sat down beside
me. Her hair was still wet, and indeed so was her body.
I could detect little water droplets that sprinkled
themselves over her body. When she sat down next to me,
I shivered a little bit with the unexpected tingle of
sexuality running through my body.
Where did that come from? Certainly she wasn't ready for
anything so soon... was she?
"John...." she said, in a low and inquisitive voice.
"Yeah Jess?"
"We've been friends for a long time now," she said as
she reached over to clutch my hand, "and for all that
time I've always wondered... do you feel the same way
about... us that I do?"
I didn't misinterpret her question, though it was
phrased ambiguously. I knew what she meant. Did I want
to be with her?
"Jessica, you know that you're my best friend. You're
beautiful, funny, and perfect for me. I couldn't ask for
anything more."
The next thing she did sent a shock throughout my body.
She stood up and removed the towel from her body and
said, with a slight smile on her face, "Oh really?"
My jaw flapped around on a loose end for a bit. I
couldn't believe what was happening. The girl of my
dreams was standing in front of me, offering herself to
my conquest!
But then I realized that this wasn't a "conquest". It
was an act of admiration, a reward of my loyalty to her
as a friend. Most importantly, she did it because she
loved me.
She took a step towards me and picked up my hand.
Slowly, she brought my fingertips up to her tantalizing
breast. The feel of her soft skin against my fingertips
was enough to kick myself into gear. I stood up, and
cupped her tit in my hand. She looked at me expectantly,
with a deep yearning in her eyes. She had shown her love
for me with this bold move, and now she wanted to know
that she was loved in return.
I closed my eyes and leaned towards her. As our lips
touched, a feeling of gentle bliss flowed throughout my
body. Months of frustration, held in emotions, months of
catching glances of her when she wasn't looking, months
of wanting to confess my love for her were over. With
one kiss, we became a single person, united in the
supreme force that is love.
I knew, however, that it did not stop there. I stepped
back and took off my shirt for her. I wriggled out of my
pants and then my boxers. They were flung carelessly
across the room. The entire time, she watched with
intense eyes, especially when I removed my boxers to
reveal my steel rod to her for, what I thought was the
first time.
"It's just like I remembered" she said.
I was shocked... when had she seen me?
She saw the look in my face and said, "Do you think you
were the only one who tried to look in on showers?"
I laughed and answered, "I guess not."
She laid down on the bed and said in soft voice, "John,
I am yours. You've earned my heart, and I gave it to
you. You've earned my love, and now you have it. You
just earned my pussy, and now you're going to get it."
Her legs were flopping over the side of the bed, so I
decided to take this chance to practice a skill I didn't
have much experience with. I kissed her neck and moved
my way down her body, stopping on the way down to suck
on her nipples, then continuing between her breasts,
over her ribs, across her stomach, just above her pubic
hairs, and all the way down until I was at her outer
lips. I parted them to reveal her beautiful pussy. I
pushed my head forward suddenly, and she gasped an
unexpected gasp.
I started to flick my tongue across her soaking wet
clit, and within seconds she was starting to gyrate her
hips with each flick. It was almost impossible to keep
up like this, so I switched to another technique. I used
the back of my tongue against her entire clit. I small
groan escaped her lips, and she pushed her weight
against mine. I changed after a while to sucking very
slightly on her love-button. She reached down and
grabbed my head and pushed it further in towards her
pussy.
"John, I love you..." she said.
"I love you, too..."
"Fuck me..."
I knew it was time for action. I removed my mouth from
her startling wet pussy and looked up at her. I started
to get myself into a position to fuck her when she said,
"I want to be on top."
I was surprised by this, but I was not in any mood to
argue. She got up, and I lay down on the bed. She sat
her naked body on my knees and took my cock into her
right hand. She pulled it up until it was perpendicular
to the rest of my body and then positioned herself over
top of me.
She brought herself down on me and I felt for the first
time of my life the superb feeling that only a hot young
pussy can bring to a young man's dick. It was an elastic
feeling. Her vagina gripped my cock all around, and it
felt as if I was going to explode almost instantly. All
those late nights with a bottle of hand lotion and
porno's came in handy, though, and I was able to hold
myself back from the brink for a few moments and enjoy
the warmth of her pussy around my cock.
She started to bob herself up and down on my pole, and
again started to moan slightly. My dick moved all the
way inside of her. It penetrated so far that not another
inch of me could fit inside of her body. Her strokes
started off paced, but as she continued on, she became
more and more frantic. I did as well, and as she pushed
down on my pole, I thrust my hips up toward hers. It was
an oddly invigorating feeling, having my cock explode
into her body with ease. We quickened out pace, fucking
each other with an intensity, and I felt her back arch
and her hands grab down upon the back of my legs. Her
pussy became more thick than before as she screamed out
at the top of her lunges. That was all that I could hold
as well. As she shuttered from her orgasm, I sprayed
load after load of my hot semen deep into loins.
She sat there for a second with my dick still inside of
her, closing her eyes in ecstasy, taking in the moment.
As I began to soften, she dismounted and threw my boxers
in my direction.
"Come on," she said, "we'll be late."
I knew what she was thinking.
"I love you," I said. "And I mean it."
"I love you, too."
THE END
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