H.S. Smut : Short Stories

~ hookup ~

I can't even fathom what's happening. My crush I've had since, like the 4th grade, messaged me the other day. Now, we are planning on hanging out today.

We had a bit of a sexual encounter in 11th grade. I kinda sorta...sucked his dick. Yeah. I had a huge crush on him for so long, and the opportunity arose, so I took it. He told me he really liked me. But in school, we were completely different friend groups and social status. Typical shit. He was the popular boy, and I was the weirdo.

Everyone found, and anyone who asked him if it happened, he didn't deny it because he wasn't ashamed. I ,on the other hand, got called a whore, amongst many other things. The rumors circulating into made up lies. I got mad bullied for it.

We didn't talk again after that. But in senior year he apologized to me about what happened and that he felt terrible. I really appreciated him doing that, and we again didn't talk.

But now it's been 5 years since we graduated, and he hit me up on Facebook. The conversations started pretty sexual, as we both are very attracted to each other. I asked him bluntly what he wanted. Cause I do want to get to know him and see where things go and if he was cool with that. Or if he just wanted to fuck.

He said he wanted to see where things go so I'm honestly pretty excited. My ex really fucked me up so I'm very cautious now. I haven't had sex in 5 months so I desperately need this.

I love that he is dominant. He requests pictures from me so I'll send him some to tease him while he is at work. He tells me he looks at them through the day and gets horny for me. Fuck he turns me on like crazy. And he is so fucking handsome.

Tonight's the night. We have planned this for a few weeks now. We both work a ton so our schedules don't line up the best. But today they did and we have the next two days off. So he is spending the night. I'm doing a happy dance.

My cheeks hurt from continuously smiling today. The house is clean and I am freshly shaved. I'm so ready to make out with his face and ride his cock. I'm so shy though when first meeting people so I feel like this might be slightly awkward.

I listened to some jams to pump myself up. Sand in the mirror a bit and put on some clothes the fit my body perfect to show off my curves. I want him to want to touch me as soon as he walks in.

A knock at my door breaks me from my thoughts. My anxiety sky rocks and I stand, shaking around a bit to rid the anxiety. I got this. Everything's gonna be okay.

I open my door and I'm greeted with his sexy smile, his eyes beaming into mine, "Hey sexy lady."

He brings me into an embrace before pulling away and following me inside. He takes off his jacket and hangs it by the door. God he is so tall and sexy. He smells so fucking good.

"How was the drive?" I ask since he lives over an hour away, which is another reason why it's hard to plan to hang out.

"Not to bad, work sucked this week so I'm glad to have the weekend off," he groans as we sit on the couch.

I sit about 2 feet from him just so I don't make it awkward by just plopping down right next to him. He smirks at the distance between us as he puts his arm to lay over the top of the couch.

"How have you been?" He asks. We make small talk for a bit. My eyes continuously staring at his lips. I can't stop. I just want them on mine. I'm listening intensly to everything he is saying but fuck. He is too fucking good looking. I genuinely feel like he is out of my league.

"You are so beautiful," he smirks as I return to the living room with his glass of water.

"Thank you," I blush as he bites his lip and admires my body. I go to sit on the couch but he catches my arm and brings me to sit right next to him, his arm behind me.