we sat in her car, flirting away. for some reason, straight girls always came to me. she looked at me, never blinking, and said "i'm not not having sex with you." to which i replied, "good, i didn't want to have sex with you, so..." she gave me this smile,
"oh really?"
"yep" i said.
"but i love to kiss"
"so do i"
we sat there awkwardly for a few minutes. taking quick glances at eachother, smiling nervously.
"i love making out"
"me too. so make out with me."
"let's do it."
"okay, move your purse out of the way."
"i mean it. let's do it. i've never kissed a girl. yes, i have, like two only but just kissing."
"i've kissed a girl before too."
"you don't say."
we smiled at eachother. a minute or so passed by. she moved her purse.
"come closer." i did. "we're only gonna make out." i laughed and said okay.
we leaned in and and my arm hit her klaxon that startled us. we both threw ourselves back and laughed. we leaned in again, the watermelon gum i had given her left its lingering taste in her mouth. my minty tongue mixed in the two flavors to create this sweet and cool savor in our mouths while both of our tongues waltzed with one another. i sucked on her tongue and she said it made her feel dirty, so she asked me to do it again. she licked my tongue in a way that no other girl had ever done it. like she was eating pussy on my tongue. i lifted up her scrub top while her three dogs played in the back seat and threw it at them to play with. she had teased me all night showing me her zebra print brassiere and wonderfully looking cleavage. she was wearing a yellow undershirt that made her tits look amazing and made my mouth want them like a madwoman. she grabbed my face and shoved it in between her nice looking breasts. i pulled her bra down exposing her pink nipples and i moved my tongue gently around it and sucked gently at them. her breasts fit perfectly in my hands. i looked up and kissed her again, sucking and biting on her bottom lip. she paused for a second and went straight to my neck. she kissed it and bit it hard enough to leave bruising for a couple of days. my hands wandered to her lower back and i pressed her against me. i felt her thrust subtly. she grabbed my hand and moved it to her vagina, over her pants. i rubbed and felt her grinding my hand, letting out a soft moan. she moved my hand and stopped kissing me. "this is as far as i'll go."
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