Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

My Secret Sexscapade

She's a dork. And f*ck, why does that turnon even more? Get it together, Chris. Shutting her door, | try to

push all thoughts of Megan out of my head. Off limits. | tell myself again. When | get back to the deck, | look

around for Croy, and my jaw tightens when | spot him. Megan has her back pushed to the wall of the house, and

| see Croy leaning into her, his hand resting beside her head. She's smiling at whatever he is saying.

| have the sudden urge to punch him right in the face, which is contrary to what I've been doing all summer:

making sure his ass doesn't get hurt so our season doesn't go to shit. Wouldn't look too good if the coach

punched the starting quarterback right in his pretty-boy face.

"Anderson!" | snap his last nlike we're at practice, and it achieves the effect | want. He snaps to attention,

looking like a deer in headlights. "Here's your book. Now get your ass hand get srest. We had a long

day today." "Sure thing, Coach," he says, but not before he turns and tugs a strand of Megan's long hair. "See

you Monday."

My grip tightens on the playbook, but he releases her hair and makes his way over tobefore I can snap at

him again. Handing it over, | resist the urge to tell him to stay away from Megan, who's just staring over at us. |

wish I knew if it wasor Anderson she had that dreamy look in her eyes for.

Croy makes his departure, and Megan continues to stare at me. F*ck, | can't do this. | break eye contact and

walk back over to where | was sitting. | go through the motions for the rest of the night-staying long enough to

eat and sing happy birthday so | don't seem like a d**k for bouncing out too soon.

| make the excuse of a long day out on the field with the boys, and head to bed. | debate masturbating; my thin

is still hard from watching Megan bounce around the backyard all night. She would sometimes huff out a laugh

that would turn into a snort, making her blush with embarrassment, and f**k me, if that didn't gethard too. |

decide against rubbing one out. | know I'd think about her while I did it, and that wouldn't help the urge | was

struggling to keep away. I'll just go without as a little self-punishment. Stripping out of my clothes, I climb into

bed, letting images of a curvy blonde play through my mind as | slowly drift off.

It's not long after when | hear a click, and my eyes pop open, unsure of what the noise was. | wait a second, and

when | don't hear anything else, | start to drift back off.

Moments later, | feel the blanket shift, and my eyes fly open. | see Megan standing beside the bed, her hand

creeping under the bedclothes.

Reaching out, | grab her wrist, pulling her close to me. A gasp escapes her lips, and she's probably shocked by

my fast movement. My heart starts racing, but | want to be quiet so her parents don't hear us.

"What are you doing?" | whisper, looking over to the door. | see that it's locked. Megan must have flipped the

lock when she snuck in. Her parents are just down the hall, and they could hear us if we're too loud. She leans in

and whispers just as quietly into my ear. "I couldn't sleep. | thought maybe..."

Her words trail off, but | feel her hand run across my naked chest and down my stomach. It's then | realize where

her hand is headed, and I'm not wearing any underwear. | like to sleep naked in the summer, and I'm thinking

that wasn't the best decision with her in the house, but my c**k has been hard all night, pressed against my

clothes, and I'd wanted to let it breathe.

"You need to go back to your room," | say through gritted teeth, but | don't let go of her wrist or push her away. |

look down and see she's wearing an oversized t-shirt with the neck cut out, so it hangs off one shoulder,

exposing her collarbone to me. I'm so f**king h*rd at being this close to her, seeing her skin, and smelling her

sweetness. | breathe deeply and | catch a hint of something more, something that smells like desire. | close my

eyes tightly and try to be strong. "Leave, Megan, or you'll be sorry you stayed."

Her hand pushes forward under the covers, and | feel her fingertips touch my d**k. Cum starts to seep out of the

tip at this slight touch, and I have to hold it back to keep from c**ming.

"Megan," | warn, but she doesn't stop. Instead, she leans closer to me, putting her neck against my mouth and

grabbing my c**k under the covers. | moan at the sensation, but lean back to try to break free. As | do, she puts

a knee on the bed, making her t-shirt rise, and opens herself to me. | can smell her p**sy, and my mouth starts

to water. Her juices must be coating her legs, and | look down, seeing her teenage c*nt open and ready, begging

to be taken.

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