Classy Teenage Whore

Chapter 3

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Chapter 3--A new friend

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As I approached Jason's gigantic hummer, I found the other two boys waiting by it. "Can I help you?" I stated blantly. Avoiding eye contact. I began to open the passenger door when it was quickly shut. "Actually, you can help us" Said Tommy. Tommy was a tad taller than me, with a huge ego. And from what I've heard, a huge something else as well. He was tan, with beautiful eyes; ugly attitude though. He cocked one eyebrow at me, assuming I knew what he was talking about. I looked to the other one, I didn't know his name. He was busy eye-raping me before he noticed I was watching him. He said, "Well, hi sweetie. My name is Aaron". He was a darker skinned male, very tall. He was a caramel color. He flashed a brilliant smile.

Tommy wrapped his arm around my waist and rested his hand on my right hip. "Look, I'm just really tired, and I want to sleep. Okay?" I opened the front passenger door, and leaned in to put my books up front. I felt a hand grab my ass. I should have known better than to lean into a car.

In one swift movement, I swung around and back handed the face that was connected to the hand. It was Tommy's. I had had enough for one day. I grabbed his groin through his basketball shorts and twisted, hard. "Do it again, and I'm plucking grapes" I looked down at my hand and back up to him "Or in your case, raisins". Tommy barely got out of his mouth through a groan of pain, "Yess....m...ma...m'am..." I dropped it and got into the back seat of the car; locking the doors. I turned around to see Tommy and Aaron were gone. Thankfully.

Time rolled around and I got back to class. Finishing the last few courses of the day, a few pick-up lines later, the day was over. Finally, I can get out of here. I found Jason, linked to Mindy. We walked down to the parking lot. I saw the guy from earlier, the nice one, just standing by a silver 2012 Camaro, alone. I found it strange that everyone seemed to have nice cars here. I looked at Jason and told him to go on, giving back his keys. I approached the guy and wanted to introduce myself. I caught his eye whilst walking towards him.

"Hey!" I said in an upbeat voice. Admiring his beautiful structure.

"Oh, hey. I'm sorry about what happened to you today". He said, I could tell he meant it; almost as if he were the one that did it.

"Oh, don't worry about it. It's not a big deal. My name is Michaela." I said, holding out my hand.

He grabbed my hand and shook it. "Josh" he said. Flashing a smile to die for. "I'm new here".

"I really wanted to thank you, for warning me. I'm glad to know that not every guy here is an asshole" I said, watching his emotions on his face.

"No problem. I thought someone as gorgeous as yourself shouldn't have to deal with that kind of stuff" he said, never breaking eye contact and maintaining a killer smile.

I smiled and felt my cheeks get hot. I was blushing. Wait, what? I never blush! I always get compliments..on my body...I guess it was the first one I had ever really heard from a guy about my actual looks. I broke eye contact and looked at the ground.

"Hey, I'm new here, do you mind showing me around?" He said, offering a ride.

"Sure, I owe you anyways". I said smiling.

His car smelled amazing. It smelled like all of the sexiest men you have ever seen, thrown into a bottle. I was thrown off guard by it. I loved it. I never wanted to leave. He got into the car, and started to back out of the school.

"So, I met the football team today. I've always known guys to talk dirty about girls, but I've never seen so many guys actually be so forward and aggressive to them. I was really shocked by the fact that it actually worked on some girls!" He said, looking astounded.

"Well, it's never worked for me" I said, curious to as to what he was thinking.

"That's a shame for them. I mean, most chicks here are cute, don't get me wrong. You, however, you appear to be the whole package. But, I don't know your personality. You seem sweet so far, but after I saw what you did to Tommy, I'm afraid to be in the car right now! I never want to get on your badside!" He said.

I wasn't sure if he was just trying to make it less awkward or not. I gave him a list of local hangouts around town, telling him directions to go where. I told him about each place, and he seemed to actually be listening. Most guys hate listening.

It was almost six. We had been out of school for two hours now. After we drove to the last hangout, he looked at me and said, "Now, I'm guessing you need a ride home?" He said grinning. "Yes, that would be nice." I said, letting slip a small giggle in midst sentence.

"Take a left out of here and go straight for about six miles, then left again" I said, wondering if I sounded like a captain. My question was quickly answered when Josh responded with "Aye aye, captain!" I giggled once more. Lord, I sounded like a little school girl, laughing at most of his comments.

We pulled up to the neighborhood. "That one" I said, while pointing at my home. "That's your home?" He said, wide-eyed. I nodded. I never really invited people over that often, because I knew it would change my label from "whore girl" to "rich whore girl".

My house was a five-story mansion, with tall columns. It was a white color, and it looked beautiful with the sun setting on it, and the fountain water glistening. Josh pulled into the driveway. He was such a nice guy, I thought to myself. "Can I take you to school tomorrow?" He said, cocking his eye-brows. Sure, be here at six forty-five. He looked puzzled since school didn't start until eight, but nodded and pulled off.  I liked his personality.

Six forty five rolled around. I texted Jason letting him know the transportation plans. Josh pulled in, right on time. I hopped in his car, sporting a sparkly tank with some short denim shorts. I decided to curl my hair today. He took one glance and stated, "Wow, some people just look beautiful at all hours of the day".  I could tell he meant it, by the glisten in his eyes. I blushed, again. "Where to? I'd say school, but that isn't even open yet." "I want to take you to a special place.." I said, sounding mysterious.

After giving turn-by-turn directions, we pulled into an old, run down parking lot. Not a running business in sight. Josh looked puzzled and said "This is special?" I said, "No, but what I want to do is." I said, smiling a seductive smile. I hated doing anything sexual before school. It made me feel dirty all day. But I wanted to be able to let people know I claimed him first. Josh looked interested, I wasn't surprised, but I wasn't judging him. He was a guy.

I straddled him to his seat, grabbing the lever and leaning him back, pushing the seat completely back as well. I gently kissed him, to see his reaction. He kissed back. I turned my head the other way and he mimicked my motion, our toungues touched. He tasted as fantastic as he smelled. I felt his hands move up my sides, still on my shirt. We stayed in that position for a good while. Me, being on top of him, and him underneath basically laying down. He was a great kisser. After about 10 minutes, he finally started to move his hand up my shirt. His breathing picked up. He started to grope my breast with his right hand; left hand on my lower, outer thigh. I pulled back and he leaned up watching what I was doing; releasing me. I lifted the edge of his shirt to discover his belt. I quickly un-did the leather thing and unzipped his pants. I was able to tug down his pants with ease. He helped here and there. Putting my left hand on his still slightly covered groin, I kissed his belly button, and took a deep breath. I felt him harden. I moved further down and put my mouth on his place of interest. He shot back in his chair, I continued preforming, obviously pleasuring him. He didn't say anything, until I swallowed and pulled his pants back up. Hopping back into the passenger's seat.

 The clock read seven thirty. He looked and me in shock and questioned, "My God, Michaela. Have you no gag reflex? There is no way that was your first time." Still breathing heavily. "No, but don't get used to it." He started the car, driving off towards school. "Not saying I didn't like it, because I loved it, but why?" He asked, pinching his brows together, eyes still on the road. "Because, you were nice, and decent." I responded, staring out the window the whole time. We pulled into the school and parked. "Can we hang out sometime?" He asked, making eyecontact. "Sure" I said, taking his phone and putting my number in it. I hopped out of the car, and headed off to start another day of school.