C1 First Night of Desires

“Do you want me to put off the light or do you want to see every bit of it?” Shawn asked me, unbuttoning his shirt.

Staring at the switch in a bid to avoid his gaze, “Dark is better.” I replied, my fingers swearing to fall off should I not quit brushing them against each other.

Blame my nervousness. Timid was too kind a word to describe me but then again, my reaction was justified.

I expected the lights to go off but instead, Shawn began to chuckle and advanced towards me, bare-chested. I was sitting at the edge of the bed and he climbed atop me.

“I want to see every bit of it, Pookie. Don't try to run from my radar.” Every corner of his lips broke into a maleficent grin.

Why then did he ask initially? I would have put my thoughts into words but my timidity wouldn't allow me to speak. I stared at nothing in my fingers instead.

“You know it's funny how you stare at me so much in class that you grew popular for it and couldn't look into my eyes now that we are together in my room.” Shawn continued, licking my control out of his lower lip.

Those lips of his were one of his best features. I could feel myself dripping wet below or was it just the alcohol I took at the party that was making me this ludicrous? I wondered.

Shawn was a breath away as he raised my chin with one of his hands so that our noses could kiss each other. “Do you want me to show you what it means to be alone with a boy in his room?” He asked, eyes holding my gaze firmly.

My cheeks flushed immediately. It was embarrassing because I knew he would see it. I nodded in reply.

Being someone who had always been bullied in school and belittled because of her crooked nose, this was like a dream come true for me.

“Good Girl.” Shawn grinned and then, without warning, he crashed his lips on mine.

I had no idea what to do since this was my first time kissing a boy but Shawn was leading on well. His lips parted mine and his tongue began to work its way around my mouth. Now, I was sure that I was already dripping wet.

Shawn tasted like tequila and white wine. He took a lot of those earlier when we were still at the party. I also did take a lot, fed by him of course. Now that his mouth devoured mine hungrily, it felt like I was having another shot of tequila with Shawn’s mouth as its cup.

I knew now that I would love the taste of tequila forever. I encircled my hands around his neck, steadily getting lost in the sensation. Even if I didn't know what to do, Shawn seemed well-versed in the intimacy game and it was easy for me to acclimate.

He progressed when he grabbed my boobs and huddled them softly like he was a creator nudging life into them.

The sensation sent a wave of pleasure across me, and I wanted Shawn to do something more. I was insanely horny now. I had not the least idea what I was doing when I grabbed his manhood and saw that his erection had made it hard as a rock.

“Oh, now, that's wild,” Shawn whispered into my mouth before throwing me gently on the bed and crawling beneath me. I exploded in my head many times as he ate me out underneath.

Would any of our peers ever believe me if I told them that Shawn — the most popular boy in school ate me out?

Even I was unable to believe it when he invited me to his house party. His parents had gone on a vacation and his big sister was in college away from the state, so Shawn had the liberty to throw a night party in their house.

After what seemed like an eternity of torture – of eating, licking, and withering rationality out of me, Shawn withdrew his mouth and stood to undress me. I found that I could watch him without reserve now. All those years in high school, I had always wanted nothing more than Shawn to look at me.

He began to undo my zipper. “My friends do tell me you are a sucker for me and I think I kind of noticed you too.” He herded my legs out of the dress and tossed it on the floor.

Undoing his belt. “I just didn't think much of you. Maybe I should start paying more attention to bullied girls.” He ambled out of his trousers and was stark naked now.

My face turned pink as I was face-to-face with Shawn’s nakedness. Devoted times in the gym were apparent in his build.

He clambered the bed beside me again. I didn't like that he said he would pay more attention to bullied girls now. It implied he had the intention of doing this with someone else.

“But why did you ask me out to be your date tonight?” I managed to ask the question that had been lingering in my throat all night.

I was one of the class’s losers. Someone like Shawn showing interest in me was unusual. Shawn was a sensation at school. Akin to an icon idolized by the people. Only that his audience was everyone at school.

He licked my nape in the most zig zag streaks possible. “Don’t worry, love. You’ll find out soon enough.” He grimaced.

I wanted to query him because I’d like to know the answer now, but when he gathered me in his arms again and planted the wettest kiss on my lips, every doubt in me evaporated.

I was a hopeless simp.

The rest of what happened was first filled with cries of pain from me and then moans of pleasure. To Shawn Donnelly, I gave my innocence but I found out I gave more when I woke up after the unending love-making throughout the night and I found him standing with his group of friends in front of me while I was still naked in bed!