4 comments/ 21937 views/ 4 favorites Innocence Has Its Secrets By: mjs500doo 1 ____________________________ Brad Giovanni was the kind of guy that was in every woman's delightful fantasies; the kind of guy who is tall, dark, and handsome. He took that to the fullest extreme. Brad had managed to work out every morning and every night so he could look his best at any occasion. At a decent 6'2", he was of the perfect stature, with the most chiseled body in town, and only at eighteen years of age. He nearly looked like a living stone carving. Even as he stood naturally, the tight shirts he adorned himself in made his Pecs, his abs, his shoulders, his biceps...everything stand out ruthlessly. The girls in his school always seemed to look at him enviously, and it wasn't out of the ordinary that he'd have to scoot away, or sit alone to stop drawing attention to himself. His piercing blue eyes didn't help his situation either. As crystal clear as the mountain air, in the light many swore they could see the Caribbean in Brad's eyes. His hair was the darkest brown ever, and he had the shaggy skater-boy hair, just because he knew medium length was "in." In this town, he had never expressed much interest in any of the jock girls, girls with the title of "gorgeous," like himself. He had noticed they all were conceded, and quite frankly full of themselves. They cared more about their appearances than anything else, never really cared about true relationships, and were more tuned into gossip about which one of their friends had a one night stand with which hot guy. It made him sick. Most people knew him by his accidental image. The way he knew these girls was his own mistake. The previous year was a load of drama with this picturesque girl named Alicia Dennis. She was a flashy sophomore, and she knew it. She wore tight, showy tops, and always completed her wardrobe with a pair of stilettos (every color imaginable) and either designer jeans or some kick ass skirts. She would flaunt herself at the man of her choice on any occasion. The way Brad knew she was into him was simple, she followed him around and almost always dropped something if she was in front of him. Her body was rockin' and he didn't waste one minute. He asked her out right away. Through a series of crazy dates, she seduced him, and he lost his virginity to her. Before he knew it, she was dressed, out of his house, and on the phone before he could even say a single word. She dumped him right after she left through a text message that said "Baby that was great, we'll have to do it sometime again, but I can't handle a relationship. Love ya, Ali." The next day was followed by questions, and his friends surrounded him like he had just won the Super Bowl. He hated it, and she made him look like a prick too. Not only did she dump him unemotionally, she went around and said that he just wanted her for a one night stand. It got to the point where he got so pissed off, he called her out at the next Pep Rally, and told the whole school what really happened. She moved shortly after. His status returned to normal shortly after, and he started all over. He was always picked as King in courts, always picked as the top selection in every poll, once he was even picked as "Most Likely Computer Nerd", and he the only thing he used computers for was to do his assignments and keep in touch with his friends. He was more than happy to participate in nearly everything, and thought flirting with the girls was an awesome experience for he could make them blush by looking at them. Not only did the man have the looks, he also had the smarts. Taking a Biotechnology class, a girl at his table really caught his eye. She never seemed to look at him, never seemed to care that she was lucky enough to sit beside him, like other girls did. This drew his attention. He gave her his all, since she actually seemed to be worth his time. Something drew him into her, intrigued him. He tried to break the ice through flirting, and she kept strictly to business. He always requested to be her partner, and with the other girls boring a hole in the back of his head, he ignored all of them. As the pair started to draw DNA out of a strawberry, he made his move. _______________ 2 _______________ The prom was coming up soon, it was the end of a new beginning for the senior class. Every girl had one thing set on their mind: make Brad ask me out. Ana Marie thought the whole idea of prom was pointless. It had nothing to do with school, therefore it really didn't appeal to her. Her parents were from wealthy heritage, and they weren't short on cash. From her background, priorities were listed in a defined fashion: get through school, go to college, get a job, find a man, have a family, then have fun. Fun, being on the bottom of her list, was always pushed out of the way. She had been almost completed the first three, and was just starting to look into finding a decent guy. In her school, she hadn't really caught many eyes since she had always blown off men. That didn't mean that she wasn't good looking, for she knew she was by all the heads she could turn. Ana had hair like fine silk, the color of English Toffee. Although she typically wore it up in a high pony tail, all the girls were jealous, and would glare at the back of her gorgeous perfect hair. Her skin had a very pretty natural glow, as if the sun kissed her cheeks, or if she were an Egyptian Goddess. Her eyes were the color of pine needles, a very deep and luscious look, but yet altogether, a very mysterious shade of green. Her glowing body always rippled below her carefully chosen wardrobe. She knew what would catch eyes. She would wear a cute, fitted top that showed off her flat stomach, her thin arms, but still would accentuate her perky relatively large beasts. She always tailored designer jeans, and made them for her own body. Being fitted for her tight perky ass, and her fit thighs meant she'd both look good, and feel awesome at the same time. Her smarts came from her PhD degree father. She was in the progress of taking Biotechnology, one of her favorite subjects, to pursue Genetic Engineering and take over her dad's position. The first day she went to class, she had secretly snickered at all the girls as they first gawked at her carefully walk in, and take her assigned seat. As soon as she sat down, she noticed she didn't have their attention anymore. Walking into the room, as if in slow-motion, the stud of the school Brad Giovanni had whirled around the tables, and went to his assigned seat-right next to her. Even though it was only her young stages of trying to find a decent guy, she didn't ever want to give in too easily, especially to this guy. Throughout the duration of her class, he tormented her. He left her cute notes on her school stuff, picked her as his partner, and he always tried to start conversations with her. She never really knew what to do, and to tell him the truth, he annoyed the hell out of her! Sure, he was simply divine, like her, but wouldn't he ever give up? This guy was so fucking hot, and she knew it. She wanted him more than anything, but didn't want him to know that. _____________________ 3 _____________________ There was a heated connection between the two immediately. They sure were interested in each other, and Brad couldn't be happier. Now, if only she could get her to buckle, he'd have her number, and they could start talking outside of school. All of his girl-energy went into trying to attract her attention, and keep it. He knew the basics about her. Her age, her family status, her likes in a man, and what she wanted to be. If only he knew more. This connection finally allowed them to interlace friend groups, he knew who her best friends were, and also knew they all were jealous. His friends always teased him about how he would drop everything to be with her, and he went along with it like any other guy would do. Secretly when he got alone, it really bothered the hell out of him, and he wanted to kill the guys for trying to get under his skin. All his buddies were astounded that this was the girl he chose, over all of the easy preps. Brad was busy thinking about the newest way to try to get her number, when he had turned the corner in the hallway and crashed right into someone's breasts. Stunned, he looked up to see her standing there, with her hands over her tits, with a painful look on her face. He apologized immediately, and blushed. He felt so stupid. He just stared at her with nothing coming out of his mouth. Everything was stuck somewhere between thought and words, and just couldn't make his body talk. As he bent down to help her pick up their things, she looked up, smiled gently at him, "Hey, I was just coming to find you! What's going on?". He must be crazy, she was coming to find him! He was walking to her locker to get her number. Finally realizing this could be his chance, he laughed, "Hey, nothing's going on. I was actually coming to find you, I was wondering if you'd finally let in to give me your number?" _______________________ 4 _______________________ Wow, Ana couldn't believe her ears. She, too was thinking about asking, but didn't want to ruin what they had. She really didn't know what he expected. So far, he had been nothing but nice to her, never expecting too much, and never hinting towards his room, or his bed, anything like that. This drove her crazy. She didn't think, she just grabbed her favorite pen, grabbed his tan hand, and wrote her number down on it. Smiling again, she put her pen away, and turned quickly on her heels. Never wait around for a man, and never sit around and let him control a conversation. Turning into her next class, she sat down and began talking to her friends. Within the next ten minutes, she felt her phone vibrate silently within her pocket. Not really knowing what to think, she slowly took out her phone with shaking hands. Opening it slowly, a message read: hey cutie what's goin on? I can't believe you finally cracked and gave your number to me! Figuring it's much too early to text back, she left the message until she got home that night. With quivering fingers, she wrote carefully, biting her tongue: I can't believe it either, but I'm glad I did. The one reply immediately triggered a new response from Brad, and very pleasingly, she looked at her phone ringing in her hands, and answered it. Innocence Has Its Secrets Ch. 02 5 Brad was on his bed, one tan hand resting underneath his neck with his cell attached to his ear. He thought-damn she's got a hot ring back! As "Touch My Body" played ever-so lightly in his ear, he couldn't help but start to grab at his cock. Sliding his hand down under his sheets, he felt his half hard prick twitch. Using his fingers, he twisted his hand around the head of his member and rolled it around. Mid-line an angelic voice rang in his ear, "Why hello Brad!" Taken aback, Brad really never knew what to say in front of her. Picturing her slender soft figure lying next to him, the next thing came easy. "Hey Ana, say listen-I would love it if you'd be my date to prom." Without stuttering Ana glistened in with "What if I have other plans?" Astonished, Brad simply replied "You can't, I just changed your whole world." Ana smiled carefully and he pictured her biting her lip, swirling her hair as she flirted and babbled on as he drifted away in his mind: There she is, lying on my bed, wearing a gold satin spaghetti strap nightie. The color complimented her already sun-kissed glowing skin. He gently touched her cheek as he deeply looked in her dark emerald sparkling eyes. She sighed heavenly with her sweet breath tickling the inside of his nostrils. He breathed her all in. Eyes dark with anticipation, he let them wander. Sliding his hand from her cheek, he ran his fingers thru her hair, letting his hand settle on the back of her slender neck. Brushing the hair aside, he leaned forward and nuzzled into her sweet skin pressing his solid 8" member against her hot skin, giving her one soft brush of his precious lips. She shuddered slightly, and arched towards him. He let the other hand slide up her satin gown over her tight tummy, up onto her breast. Feeling the heat from her already hard nipple, he gently rolled it between his thumb and index finger. She parted her lips and sent out a sensational sound that made his cock twitch with anticipation. He carefully slid his lips down her neck and collar bone, gently moving her gown down to expose her perky large tit standing fully erect. Brad let his tongue slide over her nipple and around her darkened areola. Flicking his tongue on her nipple, he slipped his other hand down onto her already soaked mound. Carefully parting her hood, he flicked it with his tongue and felt the river of warm delightful cum drip down her sweet opening. He placed one finger up into her, teasing her G-spot. She arched into him and rocked on his hand. "Brad? Brad!! HEY!!" Brad looked down and sighed deeply-he had a rather large problem. His long, thick cock was throbbing and twitching and he wanted her bad-and now, but had to give her the attention she needed. "I said what time should I expect you at my doorstep? I'm sure my mother would love to take a picture or two...?" Brad couldn't help but put his mind into overdrive and relay his answer back to her. Brad told her he had to go, he was getting tired. Pretty damn good excuse he thought. He closed his phone gently and turned his attention to his cock. He admired himself for the length and girth, licked his fingers and began to slide his hand over his cock with a firm grip. He closed his eyes and imagined his beautiful Ana licking slowly up and down his member and imagining the final flick of her tongue, he squeezed his eyes shut, his muscles tensed and he felt the warm cum spring up through his hole and jet out once, twice, three times, four times-"god will this ever stop?", five, six, and the seventh final squirt he found himself gasping for air. Relaxing, he wiped the cum off his stomach with his dirty shirt, threw it in the basket and collapsed back into bed off to never never land. 6 Staring at the ceiling, Ana clenched her fist around her shut phone..."Gosh what was he doing? Day-dreaming? Or was he just ignoring me? Oh! The nerve! He better not've!" She cursed under her breath. Ana really hoped this relationship was sincere. She opened her phone again, scrolling back down to "Brad" and looking at his pic he had sent her earlier. It was him freshly out of the shower standing in the mirror. His chiseled glistening stomach and pecs stood out like no tomorrow. Arms flexed for her seductively she noticed. The twinkle in his eye reminded her that this really was real. Her attention pulled back to the mouth-watering "V" shape that fell right below his belly, the muscles around his hips. Knowing they were nick-named "sex muscles" she giggled as she had heard the stories herself. Ana jumped into the shower, her mind still on that tasty body Brad had, she reached up and pulled the nozzle down to her. She aimed the water at her nipples and they started to rise to attention. Playing with her hair as she aimed the nozzle over her hard nipples, she caressed her body. Ana slowly lowered it down making her gasp and grab at her chest as she felt her clit start to throb. As sensitivity set in, her muscles twitched. Smiling, Ana imagined stroking Brad's body and licking every inch of him. Rubbing her immensely engorged clit, she felt that oh-so familiar warmth start trickling through her veins; her breathing starting to approach near hyper-ventilation. "So close..." Ana pinched her eyes as tight as they could go and surrendered into her body's peak orgasm. The sound she made when she peaked startled her and made her embarrassed. It had been months since she had this powerful of an orgasm. Ana's hands easily slipped over her labia, soaked in her own cum. As she licked a finger, tasting her own sweet concoction, she entered her tight body and with the crook of the finger. Ana teased her G-spot and slowly felt it swell. She put a leg up onto the side of the tub so she had better leverage and slowly stroked her finger over her swollen gland. Riding her finger felt so damn good, she only imagined what it would be like to have a real cock inside her. At that exact moment she felt her whole body shudder into a series of moans and muscle spasms. Ana...was...exhausted. Grabbing a towel, she quickly frisked the water droplets off herself, drug her feet across her room and collapsed onto her bed. Not even making an effort to dry her hair like she usually did, she started to dream of Brad. 7 Brad approached Ana as the bell rang. She was simply beautiful. Her perky little ass in those jeans made his mouth water. Her shirt pulled up an inch as she reached for her books on the top shelf of her locker, ever more teasing him. Brad slipped his hand around her waist and pulled her into him. He had startled her and braced for a whap on the chest. Ana whizzed around and turned to stare at the culprit, who happened to be giggling; seeing it was him, she laughed and leaned into his warm arms. Brad couldn't help himself but ease back into his hot and heavy day-dream. As his cock twitched in his Levi's, he backed away. "Err...hi." He blushed. Brad wondered why he was such a fool over this girl. He thought he made himself look like a complete idiot, but seeing she noticed his blush made him gleam. He didn't think it was going to be this easy to make her his own. Brad offered to take Ana out for supper tonight. She jumped into his truck and put her seatbelt on. Backing out of the parking lot, Ana snuck a kiss onto his cheek. Placing his hand on her thigh, they drove off. The restaurant was about half hour away and his hand longed to reach the warmth of her mound. He made his move, sliding his hand up a little-pretending to readjust. Ana responded by opening her legs up just a peek. Taken aback, Brad really never knew what to say in front of her. Picturing her slender soft figure lying next to him, the next thing came easy. "Hey Ana, say listen-I would love it if you'd be my date to prom." Without stuttering Ana glistened in with "What if I have other plans?" Astonished, Brad simply replied "You can't, I just changed your whole world." Ana smiled carefully and he pictured her biting her lip, swirling her hair as she flirted and babbled on as he drifted away in his mind: There she is, lying on my bed, wearing a gold satin spaghetti strap nightie. The color complimented her already sun-kissed glowing skin. He gently touched her cheek as he deeply looked in her dark emerald sparkling eyes. She sighed heavenly with her sweet breath tickling the inside of his nostrils. He breathed her all in. Eyes dark with anticipation, he let them wander. Sliding his hand from her cheek, he ran his fingers thru her hair, letting his hand settle on the back of her slender neck. Brushing the hair aside, he leaned forward and nuzzled into her sweet skin pressing his solid 8" member against her hot skin, giving her one soft brush of his precious lips. She shuddered slightly, and arched towards him. He let the other hand slide up her satin gown over her tight tummy, up onto her breast. Feeling the heat from her already hard nipple, he gently rolled it between his thumb and index finger. She parted her lips and sent out a sensational sound that made his cock twitch with anticipation. He carefully slid his lips down her neck and collar bone, gently moving her gown down to expose her perky large tit standing fully erect. Brad let his tongue slide over her nipple and around her darkened areola. Flicking his tongue on her nipple, he slipped his other hand down onto her already soaked mound. Carefully parting her hood, he flicked it with his tongue and felt the river of warm delightful cum drip down her sweet opening. He placed one finger up into her, teasing her G-spot. She arched into him and rocked on his hand. "Brad? Brad!! HEY!!" Brad looked down and sighed deeply-he had a rather large problem. His long, thick cock was throbbing and twitching and he wanted her bad-and now, but had to give her the attention she needed. "I said what time should I expect you at my doorstep? I'm sure my mother would love to take a picture or two...?" Brad couldn't help but put his mind into overdrive and relay his answer back to her. Brad told her he had to go, he was getting tired. Pretty damn good excuse he thought. He closed his phone gently and turned his attention to his cock. He admired himself for the length and girth, licked his fingers and began to slide his hand over his cock with a firm grip. He closed his eyes and imagined his beautiful Ana licking slowly up and down his member and imagining the final flick of her tongue, he squeezed his eyes shut, his muscles tensed and he felt the warm cum spring up through his hole and jet out once, twice, three times, four times-"god will this ever stop?", five, six, and the seventh final squirt he found himself gasping for air. Relaxing, he wiped the cum off his stomach with his dirty shirt, threw it in the basket and collapsed back into bed off to never never land. 6 Staring at the ceiling, Ana clenched her fist around her shut phone..."Gosh what was he doing? Day-dreaming? Or was he just ignoring me? Oh! The nerve! He better not've!" She cursed under her breath. Ana really hoped this relationship was sincere. She opened her phone again, scrolling back down to "Brad" and looking at his pic he had sent her earlier. It was him freshly out of the shower standing in the mirror. His chiseled glistening stomach and pecs stood out like no tomorrow. Arms flexed for her seductively she noticed. The twinkle in his eye reminded her that this really was real. Her attention pulled back to the mouth-watering "V" shape that fell right below his belly, the muscles around his hips. Knowing they were nick-named "sex muscles" she giggled as she had heard the stories herself. Ana jumped into the shower, her mind still on that tasty body Brad had, she reached up and pulled the nozzle down to her. She aimed the water at her nipples and they started to rise to attention. Playing with her hair as she aimed the nozzle over her hard nipples, she caressed her body. Ana slowly lowered it down making her gasp and grab at her chest as she felt her clit start to throb. As sensitivity set in, her muscles twitched. Smiling, Ana imagined stroking Brad's body and licking every inch of him. Rubbing her immensely engorged clit, she felt that oh-so familiar warmth start trickling through her veins; her breathing starting to approach near hyper-ventilation. "So close..." Ana pinched her eyes as tight as they could go and surrendered into her body's peak orgasm. The sound she made when she peaked startled her and made her embarrassed. It had been months since she had this powerful of an orgasm. Ana's hands easily slipped over her labia, soaked in her own cum. As she licked a finger, tasting her own sweet concoction, she entered her tight body and with the crook of the finger. Ana teased her G-spot and slowly felt it swell. She put a leg up onto the side of the tub so she had better leverage and slowly stroked her finger over her swollen gland. Riding her finger felt so damn good, she only imagined what it would be like to have a real cock inside her. At that exact moment she felt her whole body shudder into a series of moans and muscle spasms. Ana...was...exhausted. Grabbing a towel, she quickly frisked the water droplets off herself, drug her feet across her room and collapsed onto her bed. Not even making an effort to dry her hair like she usually did, she started to dream of Brad. 7 Brad approached Ana as the bell rang. She was simply beautiful. Her perky little ass in those jeans made his mouth water. Her shirt pulled up an inch as she reached for her books on the top shelf of her locker, ever more teasing him. Brad slipped his hand around her waist and pulled her into him. He had startled her and braced for a whap on the chest. Ana whizzed around and turned to stare at the culprit, who happened to be giggling; seeing it was him, she laughed and leaned into his warm arms. Brad couldn't help himself but ease back into his hot and heavy day-dream. As his cock twitched in his Levi's, he backed away. "Err...hi." He blushed. Brad wondered why he was such a fool over this girl. He thought he made himself look like a complete idiot, but seeing she noticed his blush made him gleam. He didn't think it was going to be this easy to make her his own. Brad offered to take Ana out for supper tonight. She jumped into his truck and put her seatbelt on. Backing out of the parking lot, Ana snuck a kiss onto his cheek. Placing his hand on her thigh, they drove off. The restaurant was about half hour away and his hand longed to reach the warmth of her mound. He made his move, sliding his hand up a little-pretending to readjust. Ana responded by opening her legs up just a peek.