Promiscuous.

02: It's my Birthday

SHELBY'S POV:

As Cam slides his hand out of my crotch, he smiles and kisses my lips, I know he wants me but I'm not sure how to act. He opens the door and puts his hand out, helping me get out. I make eye contact with him and we smile at each other. The driver parks the car nearby. Cameron chooses a booth and to my surprise, his mom and his best friend are already sitting there, side by side. Cameron helps me into the booth and I sit next to the wall. "Hello. I'm Gina, Cameron's mother." she smiles and shakes my hand. "This is my best friend, Nash." Nash looks at me and I can't help but notice how nicely dressed he is, he's wearing a button up shirt with jeans and vans, he's dressed almost just like Cameron. Whenever Cameron and his mom start talking, Nash looks at me and winks, as I feel him stroking my leg with his foot, I also feel Cameron rubbing up my leg, "I have to use the restroom." I say out loud, hoping they'll excuse me. Cameron takes his hand off of me, "Alright sweetheart," he says as he gets up out of the booth to let me out, "do you know where it's at? Nash, show this lady where the restroom is." I sigh as Nash gets up, I was hoping to get away from him. As we were walking, I noticed how isolated it is. I then got very nervous. I noticed that Nash wanted me, and for a split second I could've sworn that I wanted him too. He showed me to the restroom and instead of walking the other way, he went in with me, "Woah, what are you doing?" Nash just looked at me with his bright blue eyes and towered over me, considering our height difference. He closed the toilet seat and sat on it and pulled me forcefully towards him. He sat me on his lap and stuck his hands up my skirt and gripped my ass. He passionately kissed me and moved me up and down on his dick, I could feel his boner through his pants. Our lips broke apart for a few moments as he kissed my neck, I could tell that this wasn't a good idea, but it's exactly what I wanted. He knew exactly what he was doing and I liked it. I stopped and got off of him, "Please, don't tell Cameron about this." He said looking rather desperate, I walked away without saying a word and without promising I wouldn't tell Cam. I went back to the booth, without even saying a word. Cameron greeted me with the most welcoming smile, all I felt was guilt. I could tell that he was suspicious because Nash never came back until I did. Whenever the waitress came to our table, Cameron asked me what I wanted and honestly I was too sick to even order. I was nervous and I didn't wanna be rude, so I told him that I didn't have an appetite. I couldn't stop thinking about what happened with Nash, I hoped it didn't mean anything to him because it didn't mean anything to me. I needed to tell Cam but I just didn't know how, he has been so sweet I just couldn't ruin it. If I didn't tell him, then this feeling of guilt and pressure would go on forever. Once we were leaving the restaurant, Nash was walking right behind me, he grabbed my ass when he could. I wanted to yell at him and tell him to stop but I couldn't make a scene, especially since Cameron's mother was there. The next time he did it I slapped his hand and whispered behind me, "stop it!" Cameron turned around arriving concerned and looking very naïve, "are you okay?" I just looked at him and smiled, shaking my head yes. Whenever we got outside the car was already there waiting on us. Cameron was talking to his mom and saying goodbye while Nash hugged me grabbing my ass secretly, AGAIN. Afterwards, Cameron told him to get off of me and so Nash went to his car and Gina followed behind, they parked by each other. Once again, Cameron let me go in the car first. By now I figured that he had many good looks at my body and wouldn't check me out, but I'm almost positive that he did. Once we were in the car, he began kissing my neck, and all I thought about was Nash and how differently Cameron did it. I'm not saying it was bad, but it just wasn't the same. I couldn't tell if I was starting to like Nash or I was just infatuated, of course I found him attractive, but Cameron was much more elegant and I appreciated it. I feel like Nash is just a boy, he's immature, Cameron is a gentleman. When we got to my house, I realized my parents weren't home so I invited him inside. "Okay, I'm for sure going to tell him what happened." I said to myself, feeling nervous and very anxious. He shut the door and immediately came up to me and started kissing me. I couldn't help but smile, but I couldn't go through with whatever was going to happen, but I didn't say anything, at all. We began kissing so much that I almost forgot about Nash, that's exactly what I had to do. I had to just completely forget about him. We ended up in my room, he fell onto my bed, pulling me down with him, "So, today is the 18th," he whispered in my ear while I was on top of him, "that's your birthday, right?" I smiled to myself and shook my head yes. He looked at me and smiled and put his head back. He grabbed me by my ass, pulling me on him, making sure that my legs were around him. We started making out and dry humping, after of a minute of being close, he took my shirt off. After he examined my cleavage, he took my bra off. He was very, very fast at unhooking it. I started to feel less guilty because he made me feel like he was very experienced. He flung my bra on the floor along with my shirt and went from kissing my lips to sucking my nipple. I was very surprised because at school,I'm considered a prude, and the more that he did with me, the more I realized how big of a prude that I actually am. He sat up a little bit and took off his shirt then laid back down, he went and took off my skirt. As soon as he touched me, I got goosebumps. He took off my skirt for me and I had the automatic reaction to do the same for him. He looked at me and smiled as if he were actually happy that I took his pants off. There we were, in my dark room, laying in bed naked. He got up for a moment and got into his wallet, he turned away for a few moments and came back to bed, " Safety first," he said as he flipped me over so I was on bottom, "I'll go slow, I promise." He darted down for my lips and started kissing me, "I'm scared, what if it doesn't fit?" I asked curiously. "I'll make it fit." Cameron told me going down to kiss my lips again. He stuck it in slowly and smoothly, I moaned. I was really embarrassed but I couldn't help it. "It'll be okay." he looked down at me with his brown eyes and smiled. Now his head almost buried into my shoulder as he forced it in some more, "You're so tight." He said while looking at my lips. Tears almost poured down my face as it went further. He was putting it in sooo slow but it hurt like a bitch. He looked at me once more and smiled. Once he was deep enough I felt something in me and it was actually hurting really bad, one of the worst pains that I have ever felt, "Uh!"I moaned really loud this time. He went deeper just a little bit more then he slowly went in and out. The more he did it the better it felt. "Keep going!" I shouted. I could tell that Cameron got more into it, we began kissing and I could feel him going in and out of me. I scratched his back. I could tell that he knew that I wanted more, "Faster!" I yelled throwing my head backwards and arching my back. He kissed down my neck to my chest, swaying back and forth going deeper into me. I had no regrets at the time, I fucking loved it. By this time, he stopped and took it out and flipped me over again and put me on top of him. He put the blanket over us and positioned himself inside of me. He grasped my waist and bounced me up and down on him. I heard a deep moan and felt good about it, he liked it. The slower I went, the slower he went, and eventually we stopped. He cuddled naked for awhile until we heard a car door close. My heart stopped, "My parents!" Cameron had just enough time to put all of this clothes back on as well as mine. Cameron and I were sitting on my bed and it wait patiently for my dad to come and bust through the door, I could see the anger in his eyes. My dad started yelling, "What the fuck! Who the hell is this? First, you don't answer your phone," I looked down at my phone and I had 6 missed calls and multiple texts from them, "then you have the guts to bring a boy over without us being home and without our permission. damn girl!" I got really nervous not even attempting to argue back, I grabbed Cameron's hand and walked him outside. I went off of the front porch so they couldn't see me. "I'm so sorry." I started to cry. Cameron wiped the tears from my eyes and kissed me, "It's okay baby, don't be sorry. You didn't do anything wrong." "I am humiliated, I- I don't know what to say." I hugged Cameron, his ride pulled up to the driveway. He slightly pushed me against the brick wall, kissing me and wiping my tears, "I had an amazing time babe, I really did. You're really good. I'll call you later." He kissed my neck and up to my lips. He gave me one last tight hug and walked to his car and before getting in, he smiled at me. I've never felt more comforted in my entire life than I am whenever I'm with him. I walked straight to my room, not saying a word to anyone. I sat in my bed all night, waiting for my parents to come in and talk to me.