It was now late July going into August. I guess Rashaad and I were official boyfriend and girlfriend. My mamma and Clyde have been gone all day. They decided to go to an adult party, so that meant I'd have the house to myself. I took a chance and invited Rashaad over. We made out and then the kissing and fondling led to my semi-clean bedroom. I can't believe I was doing this, I mean its been awhile since I had sex. I mean a week ago, Latoya came out to me about how she felt. Every other day we spend time in her bedroom making out and fingering. I think Rodney knew what we were doing up there, if so he never said anything. Me and Latoya wanted to keep it a secret from her mom. She doesn't know how her mom would feel about having more than one gay child. Yesterday, she let me play with her big supple boobs cause she wanted to know how it felt. I decided I wasn't going to tell her about Rashaad, especially during this. Rashaad and me just got done finishing our 6 minute session in my bed. Our naked bodies were a hot sweaty mess. After he finished he rolled off of me and took the condom off of his now flaccid penis. He was a little bit bigger than my last partner, so my little pussy was kinda sore. He looked back at me while we both got dressed.
"Are you okay?", he asked.
"Yeah", I replied, how about you?
He stepped up to me, wrapped his arms around my little waist and gave me a long and passionate kiss. Our tongues explored each others mouths as he ran his fingers through my messy hair. We parted so we could catch our breath. I felt warm all over. He drove off in his mom's car an hour later. I was still horny afterwards so I called Latoya to see what she was up to. I called her on the cordless phone in the front room and she answered on the first ring.
"Hey, you", I said.
"Hey", she replied.
"What are you up to?", I asked.
"Nothing much", she answered. Wanna come over?
"Yeah, I wanna come over", I replied. I'll see you in a few minutes.
An hour later we were wrestling around in her bed in our bras and panties, and kissing. I slid my fingers into her black panties, past her soft tummy into the warm tight moistness of her pussy. Her head fell back and she moaned as I kissed her neck.
I have never been with another girl before, and I kept her a secret from Rashaad. Rashaad and I had sex constantly, even after the school year began. I was now a freshman in high school and it felt so awesome being 14 and having a boyfriend who was a junior. Latoya attended another high school as she started her freshman year. I ate lunch with Rashaad and his friends every day. We held hands as we walked through the halls. He even let me wear his Letterman jacket. By the first part of October of my new school year, my mamma got a job as a cashier at a 24 hour supermarket, a place called Marcel's. She also made a down payment on a used light blue SUV. Her and Clyde spent much more time together but that's not what got under my skin, whenever he started in on me, she always sided with him or wouldn't speak up in my defense. I'll give you an example, last week I was 30 minutes late coming home on curfew. Clyde started in on me by calling me out of my name and tried to ban me from seeing Rashaad. My mamma just sat on the couch in the living room smoking a cigarette while watching TV and did nothing to come to my defense. Every date that Rashaad and I went on ended with sex. We even had sex in the backseat of his new car that he got for his 17th birthday. His new car was a sleek and solid white muscle car his father bought for him. I never told him that I made love to my friend Latoya mostly on the weekends. We had sex in Rashaad's bed while his parents were out. His body was amazing, lean and muscular from playing basketball and lifting weights. His stomach was ripped and he had muscular calves. I was still little and slender with perky breast the size of oranges, but my curves were a bit more prominent. Latoya attended Prescott Academy and she lost a few pounds from being on the cheer leading squad. She also got lasik surgery a week before school started so she no longer needed glasses. I still remember the day she came clean and finally told me how she felt. We were sitting in her room while watching a movie and she looked over towards me.
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