Lauren's P.O.V.
Around my senior year in high school, when I just turned 18, I'll admit, I wasn't popular. Sure I had my big group of friends that I did things with and I hung out with people yata yata yata, but I never got invited to legendary parties. The ones that EVERYONE talked about for a month, you know, the good parties. But luckily all of that changed, when I got my seat moved in science class to the front, and next to the school bitch, Alexis. While I flipped my quiz over one day, she looked at me.
I glanced at her. "Well, are you going to Mikey's party this Friday?" She looked at me with a look like "are you or not, bitch?" Umm well I didn't kn--"
She cut me off. "Well the entire schools going! It's starts at 10, Mikey's house on 12 MorningDove Court. You better go!" And she looked the other way and continued her quiz. I was left there, dumbfounded. Was that an order, or was she just joking?
That's when I realized this was my chance, my chance to experience a 'popular' kid's party for once. Now that I think about it, I was pretty pathetic, but that's just how unknown I really was I guess. I wasn't even invited, but I was feeling so rebellious, so I invited my two closest friends. They were in the same boat as me as far as popularity went, so I brought them along.
Around 9 my friends (let's call them thing 1 and thing 2😂) came to my house and we got ready together. They were both wearing lower thigh length dresses, thing 1 in red and thing 2 in black. I had no idea what to wear, and I was 99.9% sure the rest of the girls were wearing things exposing every inch of cleavage and ass possible, so I didn't want to do that. But I didn't wanna be a prude either. So, I went with a blue one sleeve dress lower thigh, just like thing 1 and thing 2 except a different color. I felt like a groupie, and that made me anxious. I let down my long dark brown mop of hair and it was naturally wavy from my tight bun before. I applied blush and mascara, and I put on some simple beach sandals with a silver strip of gold gems in the center. Simple, but sexy, that's how thing 2 put it.
My mom finally let me go after a lot of begging and pleading, obviously making me be home by 12:30, which was legitimate, so I agreed.
MorningDove Court was literally 10 minutes away, so we wanted to be 'fashionably late' and left at 10 instead. I was such a little dork back then. Anyway, back to the story.
So thing 1 drove me and thing 2 and I was so shaky in the passengers seat I almost wet myself with excitement. (Yes, I was that excited!) Mikey's house was enormous and I remember being all nervous and that familiar feeling where your stomach seems to do back flips. We entered and there were people everywhere, talking, drinking (not alcohol), watching movies on Mikey's couch, running around, laughing, and of course: making out. It seemed like everyone was doing their own thing, so we tried to jump in there and act like we were there the whole time. We kinda lingered at the punch bowl for a while til a random girl jumps in the middle of the room and yells " 7 minutes in Heaven in the basement!! Who wants to play!?!" The room erupted in cheers as everyone filed into the basement. The three of us looked at each other and I could see we were all thinking the same thing: what the hell, right?
So we went down a second after the mob of people and ended up in this man cave with turf on the floor and a giant flatscreen and a fooseball table. (Sorry if I spelt that wrong!) as if on que we all spread out. I stayed put shyly for a couple minutes, not really knowing what to do and kinda waiting for instructions. I felt eyes burning into my side and I saw a boy whom I recognized as Luke. He was like a hidden gem, cute and smart, and I guess a guy friend at the time. He was looking at me like a little boy learning about sex for the first time. My face turned bright red. He smiled shyly.
"Hey, Lauren."
"Uh, hey Luke.."
He walked a little closer, but not too close for comfort.
"I always feel so out of place at these kinds of parties, since everyone is either running around like a maniac or sucking someone else's face."
I laugh a little. "Same. I feel kinda awkward, like I don't know what to do with my self. I know that sounds soooo pathetic." I laugh at myself.
"No, not really." He chuckles.
"Wanna play some fooseball?" He asks.
" sure. I take that as a challenge?"
" you're on!"
We run over to the fooseball table and start moving the handles around but no one even got a goal yet until everyone assembled in a circle in front of the closet. Me and Luke gave each other curious looks and we join the group. Before we could even see what's going on, we're pulled into the empty center and squished into each other only 3 or 4 inches between us. I pull my head back and Luke's eyes bulge out when we're out so close. Some one chants " put them in!" And seconds later were shoved in a dark closet.
"You're in here for 7 minutes and you have to make out. Go!" A boy shouted.
I could see Luke backed up a little bit and kinda staring at his shoes awkwardly.
"So what do we .. Um, you know..do ?"
I asked him. He looked up at me with baby blue eyes and he smiled the slightest bit. The awkwardness was building, and a minute had already passed; not like I wanted to make out though. I don't think.
We had been standing there for another minute and my ankles felt like they were going to snap off.
"Ugh, my feet are killing me. Is it ok if I take off my heels?" I ask as I look at his face and chiseled jawline. Ohhhh. That jawline was just making me melt.
"I guess, sure," he said with a little laugh in his voice.
I put my hand against the wall and pull my shoes off. When I finish and look back up, Luke was taking his sweater off and he has on his red collared shirt. I got caught staring as he laughed and I could sense his cheeks get hot.
I look down and when I look back up, he's caught staring, and next thing I know, I move a little closer and pucker up. But turns out I didn't have to move too far because Luke had already moved in when I hadn't noticed. He kissed me light at first and stroked my arm. Instinctively, I kiss back. I put my hand on his right shoulder softly and the kiss turned French. Our tongues battled for dominance, him obviously winning and eventually our tongues and lips moved in sync with each other. He pushes me against the wall with the perfect amount of force and lust to the and places his hands firmly on my waist. I expected him to have his hands so up my dress like the only other time I made out. But with Luke, it was different. He was gentle. I mean, I don't mind a little roughness, but he made me feel comfortable. His lips travel to my jawline and then to my neck. He finds my sweet spot, but before he starts sucking, I moan out softly, " Don't leave a markk, Luke, cause my pparents are gonnaa killll meeee."
His low laugh vibrates against my neck and he only kisses, no hickeys. My hands end up tangled in his spikey blonde hair, and about 3 minutes had passed, so we had 2 minutes left. 'Damn it, I said in my head as I kissed him roughly. It was starting to get good,'
He pulled away.
"Where'd you learn to kiss like that?" He whispers seductively.
"Would books fit as the explanation?" I say. His bright smile pops up and someone from out of the closet yells, " 1 minute!!"
He goes in to kiss me again but I duck and in one movement, I grab both my heels and jump to the other side of the closet. He turns to me and gives me a puzzled look. "Why stop now?" He whispers. "Just to make it look like nothing happened," I say. I slip on one heel and I look up to see him pulling the sweater over his head quickly. I put on the other heel and we both go to one side of the closet. He gives me the thumbs up to say he understands and I say," We'll continue this later if you want?" He gives me a cheeky smile and the closet door bursts open and light streams in. I guess I ended up taking it as a yes.
"Damn!! Well that was a waste! " a dark haired boy yells in front of us. I'm trying to contain my laughter as Luke bites his lip and smiles. " put someone else in," growls the dark hairs boy. Luke tugs my wrist and we hop out of the circle. When we came out, I noticed not all the people in the basement were part of the circle in front of the closet doing 7 minutes in heaven. Most actually got bored with it and migrated to the couch or upstairs. So I didn't feel too bad about not being part of the "make out group".
When Luke and I were pretty far away from them, we shared an awkward glance, then burst out laughing.
" we got 'Em. Didn't we?" I say while laughing hard and looking back at the closet; the people now shoving a freshman girl and a tall junior dork boy into the dark place.
" oh trust me, Lauren, we got 'em real good," he says while exaggerating the real.
When our laughing fit subsided, I made this on the spot decision that we should continue where we left off. If Ya know what I mean..😏 so I grabbed Luke's hand and ran up the stairs to the main floor of Mikey's house. When we reached the top of the stairs, panting having pulled him 100 mph up the stairs, Luke asked me quickly, " where are you taking me, lauren?"
"You'll see," I say seductively, happy cause I took control of the situation.
Luke got the idea fairly quick and this time took hold of my hand and led us to a room down the hall straight ahead and we took a sharp left into what was no doubt Mikey's parent's room. There was a big king sized bed covered with mocha colored sheets. None of us had any intention of going ALL the way or anything, but a little touching was fun.
Or at least in my mind.
I walked over to the bed and collapsed onto the foot of it. I laid down and Luke laid next to me. His fingertip tapped my nose, and this led to a play fight of us trying to tap the others nose. He ended up on top of me and I was about to tap his nose when he pecked me on the lips. A smile crept onto my lips and I flipped us over and kissed him a little more passionately cause it lasted for about 10secs longer. Honestly, we were like the couple who play fights, watches movies, and eats pizza on a lazy day, except we weren't a couple. He then flipped us again and his tongue probed at my bottom lip for entrance. I allowed him and his tongue swiped mine and inside my mouth. I kinda thought a little like, " omg! Luke Parker's tongue is actually in my mouth!" Or something along the lines of that. His lips travelled yet again to my neck, and keeping his promise, he only left wet kisses to my collarbone. Luke gave me an expression saying ,"can I?" and I nodded. He swiped his hands on my back and unzipped my dress. I helped him slip it off along with my heels again. He came up to my face again and kissed me. I sat up as the kiss escalated and when we broke away I tugged on the hem of his sweater. He smirked and pulled it over his head, then his red collared shirt. I laid down on top of him and pulled my hand from his v-line to his collarbone, feeling his nicely tanned washboard abs. I felt him breath out a little shaky and it gave me praise to know I made him shiver. It was my first time, but so far it was pretty effortless.
Luke put his hands back on my waist and we kissed again, him using his strength to pull my petite figure up and he sat me across from him. He slowly laid me down again and began licking the little bit of cleavage. Then lightly kissing it. Back then I was some what self conscious of my bra size (34 B) and I wished for a C cup so bad. Of course now I've learned its ok to be a little smaller, but I used to hate my small boobs so bad. Just a little back story. Back to the actual story now..
I unhooked my bra and his eyes widened.
"I know they're small, I get it," I said and put my arms across my chest to cover them up. I turned around a little and Luke put his hand on my shoulder. "I think they're fine just the way they are, Lauren. You're beautiful no matter what. You got that?"
I was absolutely flattered. I turned and let my arms fall. I fell onto him and wrapped him in a huge hug. I giggled and kissed him behind is ear. Suddenly, I felt a bulge on my thigh and my cheeks reddened. Mwahaaha.
I bent down and undid his belt. He ripped off his jeans, and pulled out his wallet out of his back pocket before his jeans hit the ground. Ninja move right there.
I took a long stare at his plaid calvins, and ohmagerd. I was so ready.
He looked at me and smiled. "Do you know how sexy you are Lauren?"
"Do you know how sexy you are Luke?" He laughed and bent down close to my right ear. "Are you ready?" He asked.
I nodded enthusiastically and he slipped off his boxers. My eyes popped out of my head, and he got a condom out of his wallet and slipped it on. I giggled excitedly and took my panties off. I laid down, ready, and he held my hand. "If you want me to stop, just tell me. I don't want to hurt you," he said with care. I smiled. "Ok, I'm ready," I said. I breathed out and he put himself in me slowly. Halfway I was still ok, but when he was fully in me, it started to hurt. The pain was unbearable, and I mini screamed out and my eyes brimmed with tears. "You want me to pull out?"
" no,it's ok. Keeping going," I said.
He pulled back, and with each thrust, the pain faded away. By the fifth thrust, it was pure pleasure. I moaned a little, saying "Faster, p-lease L-Luke.." And my wish was his command. We were a moaning mess and I scratched him a little down his back. We were about to reach our climax when Luke panted out like he just ran a marathon, " I love you so much, Lauren." Before I had a chance to even say a word, I reached my climax and we both released quickly.
He pulled out and took the condom off. There was a small trash can and he threw it away. I sat up and he sat next to me. I moved a little closer to him and whispered in his ear " I love you too Luke."
We went under the covers and snuggled for about 10 minutes before my phone went off, and I ran up to the foot of the bed to my wristlet. It was of course my mom, calling me. It was almost 12:30, and she was probably wondering where I was. I was so sad I had to leave Luke, but my mom was a ruthless beast (she still is today, and I'm in my second year of college), and I couldn't argue. So I texted her quickly saying I'd be home in 15.
"Uh, I have to go home." I said to Luke.
" ok, then I guess we better change up," he said with a chuckle. I laughed along and we gathered our cloths and put them on. "Hey could you zip me up, please," I ask luke as I turn around. He pulls up his jeans and does the buckle. "Sure."
He zips up my dress slowly, and licks up the back of my neck; it kinda tickled! I smile and take the back of his head and bring it to my lips. We share a nice long kiss and when we pull away he asks me, "Lauren could I have your number? I know that's kinda awkward haha, sorry," he says. "Haha it's fine," I saw. I say my number out loud as he puts it into his phone. "Thanks," he says. "No problem.!".
We walk out of the room and he settles his right arm tightly around my waist. I remember him making me feel safe. Before we go, I tell Luke I'll be one second, and run down into the basement to see thing 1 drinking some punch and I yell at her bye and she waves quickly. Thing 2 was making out with this guy Kyle from our school, so I just decided I would text her later.
I ran back up the stairs to see Luke staring at the tv waiting exactly where I left him.
" you don't have to leave if you don't want to," I tell him. " nah, it would be kinda boring if you weren't here." "You're so mushy, but I love you."
"He blushes and laughs. We walk out the door and I reach my car and he comes with me. He wraps me in a nice warm hug. He walks away, making a phone with his hand, signaling to call him. I smile and nod. I remember thinking like ," what a night that was' and 'I just had sex with Luke Parker!'. I guess I would have to tell my parents, but I don't think they were too concerned, mostly because we used a condom 😂
Even though we dated for the rest of the year, me and Luke ended up breaking up, him going to college in Texas to study to be a lawyer and me in Pennsylvania to become an E.R. Physician. We lost touch over the years sadly. I now have my lovely boyfriend Brad, whom I love so much. But of course I still have that special place in my heart for Luke which will never fade, and I'm sure he feels the same way. And I would never have wanted anybody else to be my first than Luke :)Hope you guys liked it, even though it was longer than I expected. Sorry for any spelling mistakes; when I get good ideas I type pretty fast.😂
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Teen FictionJust some cute imagines I come up with. Some have second parts or continuations but none are over 3 I promise! Some are hookups, make outs, sex, or simply a first kiss. Hope you guys like them!