(S) I feel pretty good right now looking at someone as beautiful as you

From Create Your Own Story

Keisha blushes. "What a sweet thing to say, Connor."

You wrap an arm around her and nestle her against you. "You're a sweetie, and I'm lucky to have you as a friend."

Keisha giggles. "I wouldn't mind being... more than just friends."

You kiss her cheek, and she turns crimson. "Meet me after school," you whisper.

You call your parents as school lets out and let them know you'll be studying with Keisha at her house. You do in fact study and help her with the day's homework. When studying and homework is done, Keisha hauls you into her bedroom and strips. "Get your clothes off," she orders.

"But --" you start.

"NOW," she commands. You strip down to your underwear.

"I'd rather not rush things," you say as you climb into her bed. She joins you and pins you to the bed, kissing you deeply and twining her tongue against yours.

When she breaks for air, you pant, "Keisha, please take things slow. What's the big hurry?"

Keisha takes a deep breath as she tries to get control back over her hormones. "All right," she finally says.

You hear a burst of laughter from the open door. Keisha's grinning parents are standing there. "You two have the gender roles completely reversed," her dad grins. "It's the guy who's supposed to be pushing for sex, and the girl who's supposed to be the voice of reason."

Her mom chuckles. "Connor, is it? I'm glad you're trying to hold things back, but I also know how powerful a woman's feminine wiles can be." She plants her hand on her husband's crotch and rubs teasingly. "In case she overwhelms you, use these." She places a packet of condoms on the end table.

The two of them head for the master bedroom. You have a good idea what they'll be doing there. SEX. HA.

Keisha whispers to you.

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