MAY, conrad fisher

eighteen

chapter eighteen 

Jack decided he didn't want to come because he wanted to stay with Nicole so it was just Steven, Conrad, Jere and I. After a very stumbly and hilarious walk to the beach, we'd finally arrived and I had an amazing idea. 

"Guys, let's go skinny dipping." 

"YES!" they all yelled, starting to throw off their clothes. I was to high and drunk to care if they saw me naked right now and it was pretty much pitch black so it didn't really matter. I threw off my heels and then my dress, chucking them straight onto the sand. I then removed my lacy bra and underwear and started running after Jere and Steven who were already running into the water. Conrad started chasing after me and when I reached the water, I jumped straight in. 

We were all splashing around in the water and laughing so hard. This is what I wanted this summer. For all of us to muck around together, drink, get high, laugh, make memories. It would be better with Belly and Jack here but who cares, I'm happy. One thing I didn't think would happen this summer is Conrad. Because shit, Conrad happened this summer. I hated to think about how summer was nearly over but I didn't care, I wanted to live in the moment. 

"Guys. GUYS!" Jere yelled.

"What Jere?" Conrad responded. 

"Towels, we don't have towels." 

We all burst into a fit of laughter that we couldn't contain anymore. We will have to go some soaking wet. 

"Jere and I will run back to the house and grab some for you guys, I want to go home anyway," Steven announced. 

"Yeah same. See you guys soon," Jere chuckled. 

We watched as they hopped out of the water and ran their bare bodies back to our clothes. They quickly got changed and started racing each other bak home which made Conrad and I laugh at their antics. 

"Let's play a game," He suggested. 

"What game?" I was feeling kinda cheeky so I hope he had a good game in mind. 

"Rice purity test but we ask each other questions." (a/n: what's your rice purity score?) 

"Okay you first then." Telling by the small smirk he had on his face, I knew he had the same idea as I did with being cheeky. 

"starting easy, have you ever got a tattoo?" 

"yeah." 

"what where! why didn't I know this?" 

"behind my neck silly," I said, lifting my hair so he could see the tattoo behind my neck. It was cursive writing that said 'dadda' with a heart next to it. 

"I never knew that," he laughed to himself. 

"Your turn, have you ever sent a dirty text to the wrong person?" 

"unfortunately yes. I accidentally sent belly a text saying 'come over tonight, free house, free bed'," he said, shaking his head at the memory. 

"SEROIUSLY! POOR BELL CONRAD!" I yelled, starting to laugh at the thought of poor belly reaction. 

"I know. Your turn, have you ever sent nudes." 

"yes I have." 

"Full body?" 

"Nope, tits and ass. Your turn, have you ever been given head?" 

"Surprisingly no. Handjob but no head," he shrugged. 

"Seriously?" I was surprised, I thought for sure he would have. 

"Yeah. Okay your turn, have you ever had sex in public?" 

"Does a bathroom count?" 

"No. I mean like in the open. Wit the chance that someone could see you any second." 

"I guess I haven't then." 

"Neither have I," he smirked. I stared deeply into his eyes, they were still half closed but I couldn't see if they were red because it was too dark. I could see his eyes move down to my chest though and then back to my eyes, then lips. 

"We should change that?" he smirked. He was smoothly moving closer to me. 

I was about to say something but my breath hitched when I felt his hand come in contact with my bare waist. 

His other hand grabbed the side of my face and brought it closer to his so he could look at me in the eyes. He looked down at my lips then back to my eyes, I did the same. He slowly moved his lips so they were brushing mine. He stayed there for a minute before softly pushing our lips into a passionate kiss. His hands moved to my bare ass and he lifted me onto him so my legs could hook around his naked waist. His dick was already rock hard. Our tongues fought for dominance which he one like always. I moved my hands up into his wet hair, tugging at the strands. 

He moved his lips off mine and started kissing down my neck until he came to my tits. He started sucking on my chest, leaving bright red marks. I moved my hands from his hair and started moving my right hand down his body until I found his hard length. I held in in my hand and starting softly stroking it which made him groan into the hickeys he was leaving on my body. 

"Are you okay with this?" he asked. 

"More than okay," I replied. 

He then grabbed my hand that was on his dick and lined it up with my opening, slowly sliding himself inside me and I began moving my hips to thrust on his hard dick. His lips returned to my tits, continuing to leave hickeys from my neck, down. I began to move faster, riding his dick as fast as I could. 

"Fuck you feel so good B," he moaned. 

I started letting out loud moans that I didn't even need to worry about. We both became a moaning, groaning mess. 

"Conrad I'm about to cum," I moaned out. 

He started thrusting even deeper into me, trying to use us both over the edge. 

"Fuck," he groaned, making me let out a loud moan. 

With one final thrust, my body started shaking as I felt myself finish. I could feel his cum fill my body as he fucked his cum into me. My body was trembling and I was moaning so much. When we both fully finished, he lifted his dick out of me but kept me straddled on him. I bought my head into the crook of his neck and tried to calm myself down from my orgasm. 

"Are you good?" he panted. 

"I think so," I chuckled. I could tell my legs would be so sore tomorrow. 

"I really do love you b, and thats not the drugs talking," he said as he pulled my body closer to his. 

"I really do love you Conrad."