Chapter 15: Michael

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2087, BCE, August 15

I was finally able to do it. I had won Cashmere back. To be honest, I didn't know I was able to pull it off. It was last month when I had bumped into her at Acting camp. I had forgotten to not go to those anymore, but if I didn't I wouldn't have won her back. I remember how when we were assigned to work together, she wanted to work with someone else. So I had let her, but I was able to convince my partner, who had then convinced the rest of the class to leave Cashmere and me alone one afternoon. It took a lot of convincing, but boy was it worth it. I remember that I had pretended I was stuck behind the blackboard, and that I needed help. The rest of the class were convinced that she was the strongest, so she had came to me as the class had left the room. It was the end of the day as I recall.

"You seem pretty stuck back there," I remember Cashmere telling me. "I think I need to take my shirt off for me to get out of here," I had told her. Back then it had been awhile since she had seen me without a shirt, and I knew that she couldn't resist it. The only time before she saw me shirtless was when we had gone swimming last summer when we were together, so I know it's her weakness. "Yeah, you might have to," she had told me before I had taken it off, and then got out of there no problem, still without a shirt. I had stood there, and had let her stare at me. She had touched my chest, which was starting to collect hair, and she had leaned in and kissed my chest near my neck. I had then touched her hair and tucked it behind her ear, moving my hand towards her chin and raising it for me to lean in. We had then kissed, which was what I wanted to happen. We didn't stop, and I wrapped my arms around her body, and she wrapped her arms around me. Wanting Cashmere more than anything, I had put my shirt back on, we grabbed our stuff and I took her to my apartment, where I was now living. I no longer live with my parents, especially since Lily had saved me from trying to kill myself two years ago.

Once we were there, I had taken her to the bedroom, where I had placed her on top of my lap, and I had taken my shirt off, and then her shirt, revealing her black bra. It had lace on the sides, and it was pushing her boobs to show cleavage. I had then kissed her boobs while placing her lying down on the bed, and I had got on top of her. I had taken off her pants, revealing her panties to be matching her bra. Yet it was more like black lace. I had undone my jeans, taking my hard dick out of my pants, got on top of Cashmere, placing the middle of her panties to the side, and had put my dick inside of her. Slowly climbing myself on top of her, I start to go back and forth into her, feeling the inside of her. It felt so good. We stayed on top of the blanket for a little while, until I had got the urge to go faster. "Wait," I remember she had interjected. "We should get under the blanket," she had finished. So we got under the blanket, and she took off her panties and bra while I took off my pants and underwear. I climbed back on top of her, and I had put my dick inside of her again. This time, I went faster. I wouldn't stop until I had sent my sperm inside of her. Once I had done that, she had an orgasm on my dick, and I went and kissed her. That was the first time I had ever had sex with Cashmere, even though it was really my first time ever.

Cashmere on the other hand, was drunk and had sex with Alex. I haven't seen him in a while. It might be because I had switched schools, so I no longer go to Archbishop Macbeth High School. I don't want to see Alex again, he practically ruined our friendship when he had slept with Cashmere, and had gotten her pregnant. I try not to mention it to her, because she had to go through nine months of pregnancy, and from what I had heard, it was torture to give labour. And even though it was hard enough giving birth, she had a much harder time giving the kid up for adoption. I know I would never do that kind of thing to her. Since the first time I had sex with her was on the first day, for the next two weeks, she came with me to my apartment and we had sex every day. There were days where we had done different positions. I remember the next day after; we had done it doggy-style, and then 69 the next day. The next two days after we had done it in cowgirl and reverse cowgirl, and on the Friday we had done it in missionary again. The next week, we had focused on our private parts. I had lots of fun with Cashmere's area. I had gotten so good at fingering, that every time I fingered her she would have an orgasm on my fingers, and then I would bring my mouth to taste it. I never knew that cum would taste so good. I would just play with Cashmere's pussy, because it was so much fun. But one part that I don't like about it is that it's hairy. Well, now since Cashmere and I are in a sexual relationship, she's said that it's okay if I shave off the pubic hair that she has. In fact, I'm just about to go do that. I had grabbed a shaver, razor, and scissors. I'm meeting Cashmere at her place, and then we're heading off to a hotel where we're going to take care of it. She's said that she doesn't want it done at her place. Even I agree with her, I don't want Jasmine or James walking into the room, seeing me shaving off their daughter's pubic hair. That's just unwanted attention.

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