Out of My System

Chapter 1

The boy, whose name I later found out was Derrick, asked me was I a virgin, if it were any other regular functioning day I would of kept my mouth shut, but today it was like I had word fart or something.  "No, of course not", I answered confidently, even though I knew that it was a load of bull. And he and all of the boys surrounding him laughed rather loudly, but quickly regained their composures only to focus their attention on me and bombard me with their questions. Just about all of the questions asked were distasteful and only things that a teenage boy would think of, but that didn't stop me from answering every single one of them with a yes, well all except for the one about my name, which I answered with a Racheal Coxsby. They asked questions from "Do you suck dick?", to "Do you touch yourself at night?", and the word-fart continued to answer for me with "yesses" here and "yesses" there. By the end of the period I had got nothing done and every boy at the table wanted me to stay after school to watch their so-called "basketball game". Being the naíve big little girl that I was, I agreed and stayed after. Turns out that there wasn't a basketball game and that the tallest boy of the group and his friend just wanted to "talk" to me. The tallest boy, Chris, convinced me that I had to see the upstairs of the gym and that it was "so cool". So we went up there and he sat me down on the staircase, after about 15 minutes of him asking me some more questions, Chris stood up and yanked both his pants and his boxer briefs down. As I sit there stunned and confused Chris grabs my head and leans his hips towards my mouth. I forcefully yanked my head back asking him what the fuck was his problem and he answeres with a simple "It's not like you haven't done it before". I started to curse him out and he must have noticed because he began to rub up and down his shaft while moving closer to me and saying "I only want you to lick the tip". Being completely stupid and not thinking at all, I do as I'm told, then stick the whole thing down my throat, which made me gag, so he began to guide my head, and I'm pretty sure you guys know what took place from there. After he finished and came in my mouth, his friend Liam appeared out of what seemed like thin air. Liam came, took my hand and lead me to one of the many stalls upstairs. I thought that Liam was very handsome and I found myself compelled to do everything he told me. Liam proceeded to undress me and himself in the stall, then kissed my neck gently and bent me over a sink. This was not the ideal way of losing ones virginity,  nor was it how I'd thought that it would happen, but in those few moments,  I didn't really care. After our first sexual encounter Liam and I have messed around a total of sixty-four times, through our different relationships and all. We were like friends with benefits with girlfriends/boyfriends.  It has been a total of two year since Liam and I have been to class together and fucked on the last day of class. We have kinda stayed in touch, if you call keeping in touch Liam constantly texting me "When are we gonna hook up again?", I mean dude I'm flattered and now know that I've got some bomb as shit between my legs but it's been two years, give up! And that's exactly what I would have told him, if I hadn't gained so many feelings for him while we were just fucking, and if I still didn't have a little of those feelings. So the day when I woke up thinking about him was no suprise, it actually felt like I had been unknowingly awaiting it's arrival. After semi-thinking things through, I had decided that I was going to see Liam today whether he liked it or not, but I had a feeling that he would love this. I showered and brushed my teeth all the while thinking of what I was going to bring along with me. After I'd eaten, I decided to pack a bag with all of my necessities. I walked around my California condo looking for the following things, candles, my radio, a shower cap, drying towel, fresh wash cloth, body wash, a head scarf, and a fresh change of clothes. Before I left my house, I thought that it would only be fair to call the boy and warn him of my arrival, it would surely give him enough time to straighten up around his house or get rid of any bitches that he had lying around. So our convo went a little like this, "Hey Liam, haven't talked to you in a while, how are you?"

"Oh you know same old same old, so what's up with you?"

"Okay Liam, I'm just going to cut to the chase here and tell you that I'll be over in about thirty minutes and I would love it if you straightened up  and got ready to fuck me."

"How do you know that my house is junkey Rachael?"

"Ha! Liam I know you pretty damn well hun, and if I know anything it's that your house is a mess and that you are picking things up off the floor as we speak."

Liam chuckled then said, "You haven't changed a bit Rachael."

"Neither have you hun, I'll see you when I get there bye."

"Bye Rach", he said calling me by my old nickname. After our phone call I got dressed, grabbed my bag and rush out the house to my electric pink and black charger parked on the street. I took my time driving over to Liam's, just to drive him a little nuts.