Road to Nowhere

#1 Boy Toy

As soon as he answered the door I walked in, taking off my flip flops and jean jacket. He stood there with a huge smile.

"Well hello to you too." He said sarcastically, closing the door with more force than needed.

I spun around on my heels, walked over to him and pressed my lips to his. I pulled away and  whispered closely to his ear, "Hi."

"That's more like it," he said, lifting me off my feet and wrapping my legs around his waist. He carried me over to the couch and dropped me on my back. Lowering himself down a bit, he lifted his shirt off of himself and threw it on the ground beside the two of us.

I love the way he takes control of my body. He's probably my favourite boy toy. I mean, come on. He's gorgeous, with his smoking hot body, perfect pearly white teeth, and his blond hair that just makes me want to sink my fingers into them and scream his name. Who would disagree?

I smiled at this beautiful man's half naked body before me and felt up his rock hard abs. He grabbed my hands and pinned them together above my head. I loved it when he did that... Such a turn on.

"Don't touch," he whispered in my ear, "you can do that later."

After his heated words sunk into every one of my pores and heated a particular spot in my body, he released my hands and slid my black tank top over my stomach and breasts. I got irritated by the slowness and took over his task. In about have a second, I threw my crumpled up shirt on the ground next to his.

"Impatient, are we?" he asked, with an evil grin on his face.

"Shut up and come here." I said, grabbing the back of his head with both of my hands and crashed his lips to mine. This time, I took control and shoved my tongue in his mouth, possessing every space in his mouth that I hadn't touched yet. He tasted like vanilla ice cream and I wanted more.

Wrapping my legs around his waist and rocking my hips against his, I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of his jeans and tugged hard on them, sliding them down to his knees. He growled deep in the back of his throat that clenched my insides together.

"Looks like someone's happy to see me." I said, with a huge smile on my face, glancing down to his groin.

"He most definitely is." He said back, with an equally large smile exploding on his face.

"Ugh, get these off me." I snorted as I reached down to the waistband of my own pants.

I thought it would be easier to take off jean short shorts rather than leggings, but I was wrong. They were just as much of a hassle.

"With pleasure." He replied, yanking them off of my hips with such force that I slid half way down the couch.

"Woah, easy tiger!" I half said, half laughed.

"Sorry, I got ahead of myself." He said with an evil grin.

Reaching down, I slid his boxers down just enough to free his bulging erection. I smiled, because for some reason, I always thought it was funny whenever I saw one.

Stopping myself, I remembered something.

"Jordan," I said, looking up at him, "do you have anything?"

"One step ahead of you, babe." He replied, reaching over my head and presenting me with a grey foiled wrapper that he must have gotten from the drawer in the small wooden table beside the couch. I knew his house like the back of my hand... We had sex on almost every surface there, so why wouldn't I?

"Great." I said, ripping it open with my teeth. Reaching down, I slid the condom on his growing erection. In one swift movement, he slipped my pink lace panties down to my ankles and I kicked them off my feet.

I spread my legs open again, bringing my knees into the air. Slowly, he eased himself into me, forcing a small moan to escape my mouth. He started off with a slow pace, then quickened it. With each thrust, I felt myself building and building and building, until...

Ring! Ring! Ring!

I put all of my attention on the ringing sound and noticed that it was my cell phone. I reached over to the back pocket of my shorts. I grabbed my phone and answered it.

"Hello?" I said, out of breath.

"Sam? Where are you?" my mother said on the other end.

"I'm at Candy's, why?"

Candy was my best friend that I've known since I was ten years old. We were practically sisters. Seven years with her, and I didn't regret a single thing. Her name was actually Candice, but everyone preferred to call her Candy... I was more fun.

"Why are you out of breath?"

"Candy and I were chasing Jack around in the backyard," I lied, "he stole her bra." I added, for it to sound more believable.

I hated lying to my mom because we were so close, but what was I supposed to say, "Oh, just having sweaty, hard core sex with a guy that isn't even my boyfriend." Didn't think so.

"Okay, well be home by seven," she said, "And could you get some wine from Uncle Eddy's on you're over here? We're having the Werner's over for dinner"

The Werner's were family friends of ours. My mom has known Allison since they were juniors and they're still friends to this day. She got married and had one son... Andrew. We sneak away from get togethers and hook up in his small tree house in the backyard. He's a year older and in college so that's partly why I'm interested in him... besides the fact that he's totally hot, and amazing in bed. His dad is a CEO of some company that I don't know of, so they're loaded. Again... another reason why I'm attracted to Andrew.

"Yep, I'm on my way over there now. Bye mom." I replied before hanging up.

"You're leaving me?" Jordan asked, still lying in between my legs, giving my his puppy dog eyes and pouty lip.

"I have to go." I said, pushing him off of my so I could retrieve my panties.

"Fine. But you just got here and we didn't even finish."

"Sorry, but I have to pick something up from my uncle's before Seven."

"Okay, but promise me that you'll come back tomorrow."

I picked up my panties and slid them up my legs, followed by my shorts.

"Mmmm, I'll think about it." I sent him an evilly seductive look over my shoulder. He too was pulling up his pants and doing up the button and zipper.

"If you don't, I'll come after you and you won't be able to deny me." He leaped over me and pinned  my wrists on either side of my head. I screamed and laughed while struggling under him.

"Get off me!" I yelled and tried bucking him off of me but failed, all while laughing my head off.

"Never." He whispered in my ear, and leaned down to kiss me softly but forcefully at the same time.

"Okay, I really have to go now." I said pushing him off of me and sliding my shirt over my head and fixing it over my torso. I stood up and walked over to the door, slipping on my flip flops and jacket.

"Call me?" He said, with a hopeful smile.

"I'll think about it." I said, opening the door. I turned around, stretched up on my toes and kissed him again.

"Later!" I called from halfway down the drive way.

"See yeah!" He called back, waving me good bye.

I hopped into my vintage red convertible and drove off in the direction of Uncle Eddy's house. I got it for my seventeenth birthday almost a year ago. I love my car more than anything... Well maybe not as much as Candy, but you get the idea.