Ike held my hand as we walked home. When we reached the door, he paused. "I don't want to go inside yet, do you?" he asked.
"I guess," I answered, wondering what we'd do if we didn't go inside.
Ike led me to the garage. "Whooaa..." I said breathlessly when we entered, "these murals are so cool...who made them?"
"Tay, Zac and I drew them," Ike told me.
"Really..." I said, "because I find an artsy guy like you extremely sexy..." I smiled, grabbing the front of his shirt and jerking him to me.
"Well then...aren't you lucky?" he laughed, right before he pressed his lips to mine.
When I parted my lips I let his tongue explore my mouth. He wrapped his arms around my waist, lowering me to the ground until I was lying on myu back. He came on top of me, and I didn't protest when his hand slipped up my shirt and undid my bra.
I allowed him to pull it off, then I helped him lift my shirt over my head, followed by his. I ran my hand from his neck, down to his pants, and my hand found its way inside. I slipped my hand inside his boxers, gently massaging the area.
I kissed and sucked his neck as his hands roamed upon my breasts. "Oh...oh..." Ike moaned rather loudly. I suddenly felt it then. I jerked my hand away and his eyes opened.
"Oh...sorry...it's just...you know...I got a...um..." he mumbled, not looking me in the eye.
I kissed him softly, then said, "it's okay Ike, I don't mind..." Ike smiled, then picked up my hand and put it back where it was, this time guiding my hand, moving it up and down, rubbing it against him hard.
I watched his expression while I did this. His eyes were closed and he was biting his lip harshly, and groaning, while using his other hand to explore mmy chest. I giggled at the lustful, rather horny expression on his face.
"What's so funny?" he asked, recovering from the state he was in.
"Nothing...you look sooooo funny when you're horny!" I laughed harder.
"Like I can help it! I'm a little pre-occupied at that moment so I can't exactly worry about my expression!" he told me, extrememly embarrassed by my observation.
"Oh...sorry Ike...I didn't mean to hurt your feelings," I faked sympathyu and he could tell.
He kissed me, and soon we were intensely doing what we had been doing moments before. We parted every so often, taking in deep breaths in between passionate kisses.
I temporarily removed my hand from his boxers. I buried my face in his neck. I felt his hand go inside my underwear, and soon his finger inserted inside me. I experienced a new sensation that I had never felt before. A loud moan escaped me as I shuddered from this feeling, enjoying it a little too much.
"Oh Ike..." I whispered when he pulled his finger out of me.
He looked into my eyes and said softly, "do you want to...go further?" He gave me a little too hopeful look.
I hesitated, then nodded. We pulled our remaining clothes off, then got started all over again.
"Wait, Ike..." I said, sitting up and noticing his extreme boner, "do you have protection?"
"Don't worry Jenn, I'll pull out, I promise..." he said.
"No Ike...I want to do this but I'm not going to be stupid about it. I don't want to get pregnant. Go put on a condom."
He sighed, got up, then went to a box hidden in the corner. He pulled out a tiny wrapper, explaining to me that it was his just-in-case stash. Ike laid on top of me once more, and closed his eyes, groaning louder and louder.
When he entered me, I bit my lip to keep from crying. It hurt really bad. Was it supposed to hurt like that? But I didn't want to disappoint him, so I kept quiet. I kept my legs apart, and soon it didn't hurt as much and I began to enjoy it.
I enjoyed it a lot. I couldn't catch my breath, and sweat trickled down Ike's forehead. When he finally pulled out for good, we rested side by side, and I was in his arms. A sigh escaped my lips.
"Wow," was all I could say.
Ike peeled off the condom and sighed too. Whoa...he thought to himself, I'm not a virgin anymore, I actually had sex...it was great....awesome.
What if I get pregnant? I thought to myself, I hope not...but it was worth it.
She was really good, Ike thought.
He was really good, I thought.
I rolled over to face him. I placed one soft kiss on his lips. "I love you Ike," I whispered.
"I love you too Jenn," he whispered back. Slowly I got up and pulled my back on. Ike did the same. He glanced at his watch.
"Uh-oh, it's been two hours since we came into the garage. Tay and Alexandra are probably wondering where we are," he said worriedly.
"You're right...we should get back...fast," I said.
We ran back in and slammed inside, only to find Tay and Alex alseep, holding eachother on the couch. Zac was upstairs. It was pretty late. Alex and I lived in houses across from eachother just down the street from the Hanson house.
I felt bad having to wake up Alex, but we had to go home. Ike volunteered to drive us home, since it was so dark. On the ride home, all Alex talked about was what a great time she'd had with Taylor that night. Ike and I looked at eachother, and kept silent.
When he pulled up to my house, Alex got out, waved goodbye, and went into her house across the street. I leaned over, kissed Ike on the cheek, and said, "I had a great time tonight."
"Me too," he said, smiling. I got out, and went inside, pausing in the door way to glance over my shoulder and smile at Ike in his car. I went upstairs, and called Alex.
She told what she and Taylor had really been doing while we were gone. I basically listened, because for some reason, I didn't really want to talk about what Ike and I had done.
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