Sex Lessons From Cameron Dallas

chpt. 3 : french kissing : first base

I wake up in the morning with my hair in a big ball. I'm only wearing my pink bra and confused. Slipping on some matching underwear I get dressed. My outfit for today is a floral dress, sandals, and a messy bun.

After I finish dressing, I run down stairs grab a granola bar, and hop on my phone, only to notice that I've had a few texts from Cameron.
• text conversation •

Cameron:
Hey Chloe? It's me Cam

Are you there?

Come on answer me

Chloe:
Hey Cameron

Cameron:
Hi, so when and where are we gonna do the lesson?

Chloe:
Idk your place? My mom's home right know so it wouldn't be good.

Cameron:
Fine, come over. But say ur going for a walK or some here's my adress:
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I get off my phone and run to my mom.

"Hey mom. I'm going out. Need anything?"

"No, but thanks sweetie! See you later!" she says happily.

I walk out the door and hop in my mom's car. She has a big silver Acadia.

*FAST FORWARD to CAM'S PLACE*

I've got to admit, he has a nice house. It's a big white 2-story house. And it's in a good neighborhood, Chino Hills. By the way I live in a town called Anaheim. My family has a low income so, I can't exactly get whatever I want.

My hand knocks against the door 3 times and I see his face. Cameron is wearing a dark blue shirt and beige khakis. He's beautiful. WAIT, NO CHLOE, NO! HE'S JUST A STUPID GUY.

"Hi Chloe, oh please come in,

"Hey," I say, walking in.

"Okay, would you like anything to drink before our lesson?"

"Maybe some iced water?"

"Nice. I'll get it. Not to have a big hint or anything, but you'll be real thirsty after this lesson," Cameron says, emphasizing the real thirsty.

Holy f**king shit, did he just do that⁉️

He snaps me out of my zone when he hands me my glass full of ice cold water.

"You ready?" he says.

"Yep." I say.

He holds out his hand, and I surprisingly hold it. We walk upstairs hand in hand.

He winks at me when we get to his room. It's dark blue and pretty nice. He has a huge bed too. I suppose it's for these lessons.

Cameron invites me to sit on the bed with him so I do.

"Okay," Cameron starts ,"Let's begin."

"This lesson will be on first base, or french kissing. French kissing is basically kissing with tongue. Like just slipping it in and stuff. Or slipping it in a lot. First, start with a regular kiss. I guess we'll start."

He pushes his lips against mine, slowly but sensually, then pulls away. His lips are smooth and soft, so I'm kind of sad when he pulls away.

"Good, you've definitely gotten better Chloe. Now a french kiss, watch."

Cameron pulls me in again, but this time when he puts his tongue in. I feel it slithering through my mouth. I like it. He turns his head to the right the to the left, sucking at my mouth and swirling my tongue with his. I give it a try and slip it into his mouth. He let's out a moan.

Now, Cameron places my hands around his neck and pulls me onto his lap. He wraps my legs around his waist and puts his hands around my waist.

We keep kissing for a while, which then turns into a makeout session. But he doesn't like feel me up or anything, which I guess is good.

He pulls away, his face is red and exhausted.

"That was good Chloe," he says.

Cameron winks and smiles at me.

"So when is our next lesson?" I ask eagerly.

"Oh, getting a little into it I see," he says

I blush.

"Well, I guess our next lesson could be tomorrow or something?" he suggests.

"Okay, my mom will be out tomorrow so, I guess you can come to my house. Here's my address," I say handing him a paper.

"Until tomorrow, love?"

"Until tomorrow, Cameron,"