《Me and You: The Beginning》10.
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Jamie's POV
I can't believe that fucking happened. What caused Alex to give in? I'm on my way home and I keep replaying Alex's hands all over me in my mind. It was amazing and I wish I could go back over there and continue. Stupid Sid, ruining our moment. Why did he come over though? I didn't see him at school today.
What should I do? Do I call Alex? Sigh, this is so complicated and new for me I I don't know what to do. Girls have touched me before but it's never felt anything like that. I opened my door and saw my mom in the kitchen.
"Hi mom!" I called her.
"Hi hunny," she dismissed me, "I'm busy right now." Classic mom, I rolled my eyes. She never has time for me, but she showers me with money so I'm okay with it. I went upstairs, locked the door and sat on my bed.
I was still feeling pretty horny as Alex and I didn't get very far. Should I? My mom is right downstairs. I really shouldn't play with myself but I couldn't help it. I removed my clothes and slid under my blanket and began thinking of Alex's lips all over my nipples and the way she grabbed me. I moaned softly while pinching my nipples.
"Oh Alex," I moaned as my right hand travelled down to my pussy. I started to rub my clit gently while still pinching my nipple and moaned. This wasn't right, but it felt so fucking good. I thought of Alex biting my nipples and rubbed my clit harder. Fuck, I was so wet. I began to moan uncontrollably. I began rubbing faster and faster, while pinching my nipples even harder.
"Fuck," I groaned. I imagine Alex's hand rubbing my clit and I became even more wet. I was moaning louder and louder when I heard a knock at the door.
"Jamie?" My mom was at the door. Fuck! Great timing to care mom!
"Yeah mom?" I answered, covering myself with the blanket.
"Can I come in?" She pushed the door open slightly.
"Sure," I rolled my eyes. Interrupt my fucking pleasure time.
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Gina's POV
"Who's driving?" I looked at Alex.
"I don't have a car yet," she blushed. She blushed at anything I said. I wonder what her face would look like sucking-
"I can drive," I smiled trying to clear my perverted thoughts. We walked towards my car and I opened the door. She smiled and I think my heart melted. What the fuck? Melted? What kinda shit is that? I don't understand these emotions at all. I got in the car and buckled my seatbelt. I noticed that Alex's shirt was way shorter than it was outside.
"What made you wear a skirt?" I teased.
"Sid chose it," she rolled her eyes, "so, where are we going?"
"It's a surprise," I smiled mischievously. It was going to be a fun night and she was going to enjoy it.
"So, how old are you?" She asked nervously. I could tell she was trying her best to stay calm and collected but she was failing miserably.
"I'm 18. You?" I kept my eyes on the road.
"I am as well," she looked out the window trying to decipher where we were heading.
"How do you feel right now?" I glanced at her.
"Nervous. Anxious. Excited," she admitted. She looked at me and I wanted to pull the car aside and kiss her like there was no fucking tomorrow.
What?
I am so tired of these thoughts plaguing my mind. I just want to fuck her. That's it.
"I am as well," I said quietly.
"You don't seem so. You seem so confident about everything," she said admiringly.
"Ha! I try," I smiled, "but I'm far from that. I'm only confident when it comes to you." I winked at her and she blushed. That was such a cheesy thing to say. We pulled up to the DRIVE-THRU at Mc Donald's and she laughed.
"This is where you're taking me for a big date?" She smiled. Why did this excite her so much?
"This is only the beginning babe," I mimicked her smile, "we need food for adventure."
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She smiled and ordered a Big Mac combo and I ordered the same.
"Is it fine if we eat in the car?" I asked her, "It's more private and intimate."
"I was about to ask you if that's okay," she smiled, "your car is so luxurious. I wouldn't want to make a mess."
"It's fine," I smiled back at her, "I can always clean it. Maybe you can help me." She chuckled at my comment and began to eat.
"So what's the deal with you and Jamie?" I asked being blunt. I know it came out of nowhere, but I felt like it needed to be asked.
She looked up at me with those gorgeous fucking eyes. Her mouth was full and I laughed waiting for her to finish.
"Jamie and I have been friends since we were five," she started, "and she claims that she's in love with me now. Sid and I had no clue and I have no idea how to deal with it. Sid says that I should let her know if I'm not interested in her."
"Wise words from Sid," I agreed, "what's the deal with him?"
"He's our gay best friend since middle school," I chuckled, "so I have a question."
"Shoot," my eyes narrowed.
"If I date both you and Jamie at the same time, would you be okay with that?" She looked down at her food as though she was ashamed. Although, I certainly wasn't expecting that to be her question.
"I wouldn't mind," I said blatantly, "but I think Jamie might mind. You should ask her so that we're all on the same page. What made you decide to date girls?"
She seemed to get nervous at this question but I touched her hand to give her support.
"I," she stammered, "think you're fucking hot. There's this feeling that I cant describe when I'm with you and I want to understand it. With Jamie it's different, but she's my bestfriend and I would still like to try with her."
My eyes widened at her confession. What the fuck?
She thought I was hot?
Me?
"So there will be a choice ultimately?" I looked away.
"Yes," she whispered.
"Great," I started the car, "because I will have you."
"You're so confident," she laughed.
"Only when it comes to you baby," I smirked.
"Where are we going next?"
"You're gonna be so surprised," I said mischievously.
Gina was amazing me at this date. I can't believe she took me to Mc Donald's of all places. I was having a good time, but now we were on the move to somewhere else. Gina placed her hand on my thigh and rubbed it ever so often and I loved having it there. I felt so comfortable with it.
"Gina?" I called her.
"Yeah?" She glanced over at me.
"Why do you like me?"
She seemed to think about that question before answering.
"There's something about you," she whispered, "I just can't stop thinking about you. Ever since I saw you." I blushed. I wanted to tell her I felt the same, but I couldn't make the words come out of my mouth.
"We're here," she said.
"Here where?" I glanced around. There were a couple of buildings, but there were no signs.
"Don't worry babe," she took off the car, "I'll guide you." She got out and opened the door, and then placed her hand out for me to hold. She gripped it firmly and said not to let go. I followed behind her, trying to figure out where we going. We entered a door guarded by two huge men. When we entered, the lighting was very dim and there was loud music. The place was filled with people, and to the front was a stage area with some poles.
A fucking strip club?
What the fuck Gina?
"Gina!" I tried to get her attention, "why are we here?"
"To have some fun," she pulled me in closer, "tell me. Do you think any of those girls up there are attractive?"
I glanced up at the stage.
No.
What
The
Fuck.
"Mom?" I whispered.
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