Smut Stories

Chapter 1

Megan's POV

I sat in my dorm room alone for the first time in weeks. My roommate Kara finally left for a weekend. I waved goodbye earlier today, while sitting on my bed studying for next week's exams. When I was sure she was gone I jumped up and turned on some music and pranced around in my Hello Kitty pajama bottoms and jet black tank top.

I flopped back down onto my bed and belted the lyrics to the song that was playing, not realizing how loud I was. I suddenly heard a knock on my door. Dammit she probably forgot something. I opened the door to find my crush, Logan, standing tall over me without a shirt. I could practically feel his icy blue eyes piercing my skin as we made eye contact.

"Hey Logan, haven't seen you in a while..." I trailed off. What a stupid thing to say.

"Hi Megan. Um.." He scratched the back of his head. "Do you mind turning your music down a bit?"

"Oh! Ok I'm sorry." I ran over to my IPod Player as Logan entered my room slowly behind me. "Was it bothering y-" I was cut off on how close he was to me.

"You smell nice. Like your hair." He leaned in and took in a big whiff of my scent. Even I could see myself blushing. "He looked down at me and smiled. He could see how vulnerable I was to him. He reached around me, engulfing me in a hug and gripping my ass tightly before letting go and handing me a piece of paper. He then left with a smirk.

That did not just happen! I unfolded the piece of paper that had his number on it saying...

"Will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?"

I began freaking out. Not only did I have a crush on Logan for a long time, but he had interest in me too. SQUEE.

Logan's POV

Ok I'm standing outside my crushes door, wanting to ask her out. What do I do? I put my ear against the door to hear if anyone is there. I only hear music....Music! I'll use that as an excuse!

I nervously knocked on the door, and immediately became flustered when she opened the door.

"Hey Logan, haven't seen you in a while." I could tell she is nervous to see me. Better be suttle.

"Hi Megan, um..." Come on you damned fool. Speak! "Do you mind turning your music down a bit?" She looked so innocent I just want to kiss her so bad. I licked my lips. I could feel my dick become hard. Dammit! Why now?

"Oh! Ok I'm sorry." I watched her run to her IPod in her tank top. The way her boobs bounced so deliciously like they want to be free. They were huge. At least Double D. I want to squeeze them and play with them and suck on them oh my god Megan Dammit.I found myself following her as if it were instinct.

"Was it bothering y-" She looked up at me as I stood over her. I wanted to play with her. I wanted her. For she to be mine.

"You smell nice. Like your hair." What the hell are you talking about fool? I leaned in to kiss her but even I thought that was to blunt, so I covered it by smelling her hair. She did smell nice. I looked down to her cleavage. Huge boobs. I saw where her bra met her tank top and had the urge to pull it off but instead, I hugged her and wrote down my number on a nearby piece of paper saying:

"Will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?"

I couldn't help myself any longer and gripped her huge, tight ads and handed her the paper. I then left before I came all over myself.