5 comments/ 28637 views/ 6 favorites Virgin Guy's First (What If) Ch. 01 By: lex8508 A little background first is in order I think just bear with me through the little pitty party please.. or move on.. I am 23 years old, around 6'7 when I stand up straight, typically only about 6'3 because I tend to hunch to try to hide and because I'm shy and my back hurts. I have AP Scoliosis and a Caephosis of The Spine which earned me the nickname "Turtle" my last year of high school before I quit. I have dark brown hair, dark green eyes, wear glasses on occasion though I'm actually supposed to wear them all the time and I weight about 250 pounds with what looks like a beer gut and man boobs but its actually where my stomach is pushed out where my lower back arches backwards really far.. My stomach is actually flush with my ribs.. I was put down all my life from the idiots at school to my own cousins and eventually my sister. My dad was away a lot TDY for the military and would come home to fights that had been raging and end up beating me for even touching my sister after she had been beating me for months. My so called friend would also use me as they saw fit and even beat me up to try to make themselves more popular if they thought it'd work. I've been used and abused since 5 years old and so now I am very shy and don't know how to make friends and have abandonment and trust issues.. Ok enough of the poor me background.. This is a "what if" basically one of my fantasies about my first time, because at 23 I've only ever been with one girl, didn't even really date her, just met her and then started kissing shortly after because that's what she wanted to do. I was with her off and on for 4 weeks and took care of her needs as much as possible thinking it'd make her want to keep me around or maybe return the favour.. After about 30 orgasms in 5 sessions.. she dumped me without having ever stroked me to orgasm or given me a bj or anything.. I had to beg even to get her to look at me or touch me through my pants... anyways here we go.. One day, I was in Roseville, trying to get a job at the Discovery Store, and was turned down in an on the spot interview. It was the same old story as any other time I tried for a job. "What have you been doing for the past two years since you were laid off from your previous employer? I'm sorry you just don't have enough work experience, come back when you get some and we will see what we can do." After that, I was really down and felt stupid for even trying and for just how nervous I got during the confrontation, so I wasn't watching where I was walking, just the three feet of floor in front of my size fifteen Converse All Stars I wear to interviews. As I was walking out to the parking lot I actually, physically, ran into a woman and knocked her flat on her ass and sent her bags and their contents everywhere. I was so shocked and an emotional wreck anyways that it took me a full minute to realize what happened. By then she was up and seriously pissed as well as slightly hurt. It was the first thing that I noticed, not how she looked or even that it was a she, just that it was someone I had hurt. I immediately apologized, and quickly set about picking up her things while trying not to look at her. When I was finally at the last bag, she must have had ten bags, I froze, noticing what the contents of her last parcel were... It was a Victoria's Secret bag and I had just stepped on one of her panty sets.. I stood there half bent over, unknowingly giving her a good view of my butt in my slack-like cargo pants.. I just couldn't move, there was no way I could pick up the little frilly materials that made up what I would consider her most intimate items, well next to her collection of sex toys I'm sure she owned.. It was also the first time I realized she was female.. I stood up, shaking like a leaf and not even remotely able to look at her, I just slowly backed away from the bag and tried my best to apologize once again but my voice squeaked and cracked like a pubescent teenage guy, which elicited the cutes giggle I've ever heard from a grown woman. "Oh come on, it's not like you've never seen a girl's negligee before. You picked up the rest of the things you made me drop, it's only fair you pick that one up too." I heard, she had the most amazing voice I had ever had the pleasure of witnessing and it sent chills down my spine, and oddly enough, for the first time in my life, made my dick start to harden, which only fueled my confusion. Once again I looked at the skimpy garments on the ground and turned away unable to bring myself to do it. "Ai, Aiee" I squeaked and tried again. "I'm sorry I knocked you down. I wasn't paying attention to who was in front of me, I was just trying to get out of here and to my car as quickly as I could, I just want to go home and forget I even came here." I commented, probably sharing more than I should have, as I have then tendency to do when I'm nervous. "That doesn't change anything, you still knocked me down, hurt my ass, and made my shit go everywhere, and look! You ruined this pair of panties! Those were my favourite ones, and the only pair they had my size! What are you going to do to repay me for them? See these? Look at me when I'm talking to you.. LOOK!" she shoved the panties right in my face, forcing me to acknowledge her and the panties in question, and making me blush and harden even more. "What's the big deal? It's not like you haven...." She trailed off looking me right in the face as I looked off into nothingness off my right shoulder. I don't know why but when I get nervous I always turn to the right, I guess its to try to shield my good ear (I have over 60% hearing loss in my left ear) "Oh... my... fucking... god... No fucking way... Are you serious?!" I looked at her for the first time, right in her face and saw the questioning look, but in a split second I also saw just how unbelievably gorgeous this woman was. Long dark hair, ice blue eyes that I have to admit weren't too appealing at that moment, and the most perfect compaction that I could only dream of having.. To put it simply, even only looking at her face, I knew this woman was way beyond my league, not that I was actually thinking about trying to ask her out or anything, it was jus the automatic guy thought I guess.. No that's not true, most guys wouldn't be in that situation, they'd be trying to pick her up and making some rude comments about her undies by then. I was awakened from my seemingly momentary but actually couple minutes of thought by her, "hello, Earth to big guy, you in there? I'm the one that got knocked on my ass and you are spacing off like you had a concussion." "Wha? Huh? Oh yeah, I'm sorry, what were you saying?" came my reply, I truly was out of it. Cute giggle again, "You really were spacing off weren't you?" In a very rare completely subconscious moment where the stars aligned and I said the right thing I replied "No I wasn't spacing out, I was just thinking how your eyes rival the bluest of skies and how anyone would be so very lucky to get to gaze into them everyday of his or her life." Now it was her turn to blush and be speechless, as well as my own because I couldn't believe I actually said that. We stood there for what felt like hours but really was all of thirty seconds before. "Wow! So, there is some suave, romantic, poetic features hiding in the overly shy, tall, incredibly cute guy, that's afraid to even pick up a girls underwear. Speaking of which, what are we going to do about these.. I could have you pay for them.." she trailed off seemingly trying to think of the best way to make the situation out to her benefit. "I really am sorry I ran into you, and I'm sorry for ruining your, um, panties, but I can't pay you for them. I don't have any money, I was here trying to get a job and they rejected me again and..." I stared down once more hurting again, tears starting to well up once more, "I'm sorry, I need to go." So I turned and left but before I could get anywhere, "Hey wait up big guy, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be such a bitch, I just get really aggressive when I hurt." "I know the feeling. I've actually punched brick walls when I got hurt. I am sorry, are you ok? I didn't hurt you too badly did I? How's your... *gulp" I stammered, staring at her amazingly cute round ass for the first time, innocent by intent, but now meaning something far different as I subconsciously wondered what it'd feel like in my hands or naked in my lap or... I snapped to feeling the sudden moisture in my pants and the now painfull, and painfully obvious, hard-on pushing the front of my pants out. I quickly tugged down the front of my shirt trying to cover it but she ad already noticed and her hormones were now firing on all cylinders and making her se me in another light as well. "You know what, forget it, it doesn't matter, its just a flimsy, overpriced, piece of material anyways.. I'm Diane." She offered her hand to me out of the blue making me look up from her ass that I was still staring at even though I meant to look away. I slowly looked up, checking her out, though once again not meaning to, noticing her fit body, amazing though not overly large breasts, and the fact that I could actually look at her eyes and her mine without me bending over or her craning to look at me. The thought went through my head but.. "Wow, she's tall" "Excuse me?" she said looking me in the eyes. "What? Oh, um." I blushed "I was just thinking that you are pretty tall, I'm not used to being able to look women in the eyes without really looking down on them.. You must be, what, 5, 10?" "Hehe, 5 11 actually, I know the feeling, typically guys are only as tall as me or shorter, and all my girl friends are way shorter at like 5 foot.. it sucks. It must be hard for you to date girls that are so much shorter. Always having to sit down, bend over, or pick them up if you want to kiss them.. Guess it'd be great for bj's though, you'd just have to stand there and let them do it." With that she looked up and noticed just how uncomfortable I was which reminded her of her earlier observation and thought, before my bulge distracted her.. "Oh hey, you never did say answer me about why you were so shy, and you didn't tell me what your name was when I introduced myself and that's just rude." "Two things, firstly you never actually asked me why I was shy, you just went off about "no way, oh my fucking god, you cant be serious.." however you did it. Secondly, My name is Justin, though everyone calls me Otis, don't ask it's a long story, but I do go by Otis, and yes, I know, "like the cute little puppy in that movie." So don't go there." I snickered.. "Hell no, pugs are ugly, but you are cute so I don't see the connection other than the name." she laughed and I noticed her very slowly checking out my entir body and saw her bite her lower lip, for the first time I could see a woman actually was interested in me and attracted to me.. "You really think I'm cute? I'm sorry to say but I think you hit your head and not just your ass. Nurse, I think she needs a checkup from the neck-up ASAP, ding, Doctor to surgery please, doctor to surgery.." She lost it and started laughing her ass off. In a fit of giggles, "what the hell was that? That was the funniest thing I've heard in a long time, where did it come from?" "Sorry, my parents and sister call me Batty sometimes." I offered. "Batty? Why the hell would they call you Batty other than your minds probably got a bunch of bats in it..?" "Oh its for Batty Koda, you know, Robin Williams' character in Fern Gully. Remember, bzzt wrong channel.. Where he was always on the wrong channel and his mind wouldn't work right, it's also where I got the checkup from the neck-up thing." I explained seeing the connection that no-one else could, as usual. "Oh yeah, I remember that movie, I think I have it on VHS somewhere still. That was his element, he was right at home in that movie, total improv, well kind of. Hey I just had an idea, I know how you can pay me back for the panties, and you won't even have to pay at all, no money. All you have to do is come with me, *giggle* and just hang out with me for a while and keep me company, I will even let you pick where we go. How's that? Sound good to you?" She had this mischievous look on her face that I could se she was trying to hide, and what was with that giggle? No way could she be trying to get me to fuck her, no way would a chick like her want me.. "Ok sure, I guess, where do you want to go, what do you want to do?" "Nope, I said you get to chose, and not just home to get laid either. haha.. ( followed by a really quiet "mmmm" so quiet I thought I imagined it) So where to?" "What kind of things do you like to do?" I asked really not sure what to do, thinking to myself, is she asking me out or is this really just to pay off the panties? "Like I said, its up to you to pick, I'm up (quick glance to my crotch) for anything, you name it. except for sex." With that she gave me what can only be described as a shit eating grin. "Well, there is one thing Id really like to do, as long as I don't make too much of an ass of myself, but I can't afford it, and I can't go home to get the clothes for it.." I thought out loud again.. I really need to stop doing that.. "What do you need for it? If its not too expensive I will pay for it, you will just owe me more time with me to pay me back, hmm and maybe a nice backrub too.. I bet your big hands would be great for giving a backrub, nice and strong but probably gentle too.." She really surprised me with that one and once again I was dumbfounded and wondering if I was just too dense and she really was trying to tell me the only thing she really wanted was me inside of her. I crossed that out of my mind. A 5'11 probably large C, small D cup, beauty like her (no clue really I just know they look nice and fit her body perfectly) couldn't possibly want that from a big ogre like me. "How about we go Ice Skating, its cold, but I've only been once and I love hockey, I've always wanted to skate since I first saw the Mighty Ducks as a kid, it's why the Ducks are my favorite NHL Team. Hence why I said wed need the right clothes and stuff, and I'm not sure they'd have size 15 skates to rent." "Wow! Ice skating! That'd be so fun! I've never been ice skating on a date before, this will be a first. I haven't skated in years, I hope I don't fall on my ass too much though, you already made is sore, yeah lets go buy some warm clothes and see if we can buy some skates, I am not wearing rentals.. eww gross." I had to laugh at her, now that she was relaxing, and not being so proper she was really showing she was a normal girl, a very beautiful one, but still normal and a bit of a dork. I could seriously fall for a woman like this. Completely not realizing she said it was a date.. An hour and a half later we were in a local shop, we had already went and bought sweat pants, hoodies, gloves, extra socks, a beany for her, which she looked amazingly cute and innocent in, and an overcoat for me. I couldn't believe it, she had to have spent close to two hundred dollars on me and 200 on her, she must be made of money, and now, she just bought her own ice skates to the tune of 250 dollars and was encouraging me to get my own pair of hockey skates hat are over 400 dollars.. Well after some arguments and some issues with sizing I finally decided to give in and let her buy me whatever she wanted. So I got a black pair of size 15 skates, black and blue hockey "shooters" gloves and a warm jersey that was devoid of any team affiliation, just black. Twenty minutes later we were in the rink both trying not to make asses of ourselves while little five year olds zoomed around like they were flying. We both had to laugh when one decided to skate between my legs, which is quite a feat seeings how I only have a 30 inch inseam. So there I stood, or skated at a new height of probably six foot eleven thanks to the padded, strapped jacket Diane insisted I get o help protect me back WHEN I fell, and it turns out, when she pulled me down when she fell. I was amazed, once I got over my initial cold issues, and fear of being see and laughed at, I was great at skating and within thirty minutes on the ice, I was skating literal circles and figure 8s around her and getting more confident by the second, that is until Id get too close, she'd grab me and it was like Jack and Jill without the hill and we were on frozen water.. We really didn't talk much while on the ice, just laughed and I just enjoyed myself, honestly forgetting about her and just doing sprints up and down the ice at one point and doing Norwegian circles and everything else I could think of. Before I knew it, 5 hours had passed and she slowly skated up to me and told me it was time to go, it was dark and she was hungry. "How the hell did you skate like that? I thought you said you only skated once, cant stand on blades, and the last time you skated was for seconds in middle school?" she was a little perturbed with my sudden talent. "I don't know, once I got comfortable, it just was natural.. Maybe it's partly because I'm part Norse, it could be in my blood, who knows. All I know is I love skating and just wish I had a stick, puck, goal, and space to shoot without hurting those kids.. They were fun, challenging me to races and loops and stuff, one even called me big brother, it was so cute." I relived, the little girl that called me "Big Bwother" actually about made me cry and made me want to pick her up and hug her for it, it was so sweet. Diane saw the look on my face and decided to tease me a bit. "Oh big bwother, you alweady have a stick to play wif, all guys do. 'Cept its more fun to have a cute little girl like me play wif it.. Do you want me to play with your big hard stick big bwother? It is hard isn't it big bwother? Oh wow, that must hurt big bwother, can I kiss it and make you feel better?" She really got to me, and she rubbed me up and down through my three layers of clothes while sitting on the bench next to the lockers with kids running around and I was so hard it seriously did hurt and I was leaking precum like crazy. "Enough of the "big bwother" its not right, and I thought you said you didn't want sex, that you were hungry and wanted a back rub." I gasped as she gave me a squeeze. "Big bwother is so hard, he needs his cute little sister to give it a kis and make the pain go away." She teased "Enough of the big bwother shi... Oh fuck!" She moved her hand inside my pants and inside my boxer briefs and it was cold as ice, yet it only made me harder.. "I said I was hungry but I didn't say for food, I'm thirsty too and by the feel of it you've got more than enough meat to satisfy my hunger and more than enough liquid to satisfy my thirst. Come on, lets get out of here. You owe me for all the shit I bought you and seeing you skate around with so much confidence and hearing all the women talking about how sexy and tall you are and how they'd love to suck your cock while you skated and then have you fuck them till they can't stand has my little kitty (she said little kitty with that same innocent little girl voice as big bwother) absolutely drenched and dying to be stuffed.. Now lets get out of here so I can give you head in the car." With that she pulled her now soaked hand out of my pants, looked at it, then me, then while looking me in the eyes licked her palm clean of my juices and said "like going without water for a week and then only having a cup, that only made my thirst grow.. lets go NOW!" I went to leave like I was but she got an evil smile and said I could only wear one pair of pants out, that it was too hot outside and Id die dressed as warm as I would.. I knew she just wanted my bulge o be visible to all the women but I had no choice so I stripped down to just one pair of sweats, put everything in my bag, put on my shoes and tried to head out as quickly as I could with my sports bag leading the way to hide me. She wouldn't have it though and pulled the bag behind me in effect cutting off the use of my left arm as a shield as well, and then latched onto my right arm and walked me out like a prisoner to a cop car, allowing everyone to look as long as they wanted, and me to get so red it wasn't even funny.. Especially when one little girl asked her mommy what I was hiding in my pants and her mommy said the greatest meat on earth.. which her daughter had to ask why I had meat in my pants but luckily we got out the door before I could be forced to explain.. Virgin Guy's First (What If) Ch. 01 We got out to the car and I was so embarrassed and Diane looked at me and said, "you really are a virgin aren't you?" I just nodded. "What all have you done?" she inquired. "Almost nothing, I fingered a girl that I was with a few times, made her cum a lot, sucked on her small fat tits, and kissed her a lot.. She wouldn't even give m a handjob or a bj.." She just smiled and heard my stomach growling, "Ok dinner time and then we will see what happens.. Maybe you can finger me in the restaurant if you are that good at making girls cum.. More to come soon, I didn't realize how long it takes to write a story and just how much detail I could put into it. Sorry for it being so long with so little action.. Promise some will *uh hum arise, soon. Virgin Guy's First (What If) Ch. 02 So a quick recap is in order. I got turned down from yet another job, ran into a seriously gorgeous girl that's nowhere near as innocent as I am, somehow ended up charming her, she ended up finding a way to get me to be around her without making it a date and paying for stuff for me that just made my time debt to her even more. Then after taking me to ice skating and hearing all the bored housewives swooning over me while the should have been watching their kids, she gets turned on and teases me to no end in the locker area while we were leaving. Then she makes me walk out exposing my bulge to everyone and showing only she got to have it, and now we head to dinner instead of just a bj in the car and hr wnting me to make her cum as part of the payment.. Is it really payment or does she just want me? I'm so dense.. **En route to Red Robin (gotta love a girl that eats fast food) in her car because she didn't want to ride in my Podunk POS no interior old mustang.. no matter how good it sounded or how much the vibrations would make her weak in the knees. "Why are you being so nice to me? I hurt you, you went off on me, I destroyed your stuff, and you go and spend close to a grand on me, and then tease the hell out of me after the most fun 5 hours in my life, and now you are taking me to dinner, paying for that dinner, and I'm the one paying you back? What the hell is going on here? And why did you have to make such a scene in the rink, and why the hell did you grab a hold of me like that in the first place and why... mmf" she put her hand over my mouth to shut me up. "I paid for all that stuff because I could see in your eyes that you haven't had much fun lately, and honestly it sounded like a great time to me, I just didn't know I'd be so bad at skating. You are paying me back for the panties by spending time with me, I told you that, but that doesn't mean you are my gigolo or something like that. I'm not that much of a bitch, I want you to enjoy your time with me, is it too much to ask to let a woman buy a cute guy shit to have fun with? Most people would just take it as a gift and run with it. They wouldn't be freaking out on me for spending money on them, and besides, like I said, you can just pay me back by spending more time with me and..." "I'm not your fucking slave to order around! I'm not your fuckin pet to buy shit to make it complacent so you can use it.. This is some sort of sick joke. Girls like you would never give a guy like me a second thought.. You just touched me like that in the rink to make the other women jealous of you and make yourself feel superior and to make me get embarrassed and put me in my place, I'm not going to fuckin let you use me like this. Let me out, I will walk back to my car and go home." Yeah I lost it.. "What the fuck is wrong with you?! I try to be nice, make up for being a bitch, try to make you happy and this is how you treat me, you fuckin go off on me for being nice? What the fuck over? As for the thing in the rink, I wanted you to see that a girl as hot as me could find you attractive. I wanted you to see that all those women lusted after you, and I figured I couldn't be subtle with you about that you turn me on, I just had to grab you and show you, and the offer to give you head in the car is revoked now.. Get the fuck out." She pulled over and let me out on the side of the road, probably a good mile from my car. Just as I go to get out, she locks the doors. I'm on the verge of crying. "What is wrong with you, seriously? Why can't you see that I was just using the panty payback thing as a scapegoat to get to know you and hang out with you without you getting any more nervous than you were already?" She really sounded like she cared this time, but as usual I over reacted. "I don't get what the fuck you are doing! People don't just help you some big ogre they meet in the mall. They don't just go, 'oh, you aren't happy, I'm going to drop a grand on you for no reason and then you will be with me for months to pay it back.' Shit like that just doesn't happen, least of all in my life. And now you want me to be not only your little errand boy or whatever, but your fuckin gigolo too.. Fuck that, fuck you, I'm out of here. Let me the fuck out or I will break your window." (told you) "Wait, wait, relax, I'm sorry, don't go, I don't want you to go." I start to say I don't care what you think but she stops me after I don't. "I just saw you were hurting and saw you were really shy and nervous and I just wanted to make you happy. I'm so used to guys lusting after me and saying so many crude things about how I look and their retarded games of 'who can get the hottest pussy' and shit like that that when a guy that has a hard time even looking at me and is a complete gentleman shows up and obviously needs someone, I just had to try to help you without making it seem like a gift. I didn't mean to make you into a gigolo or pet or slave or anything. I'm sorry." A long silence followed as I sat there just not able to understand at all and having a really hard time trusting her. Every fiber of my being, every instinct I had was telling me she was just using me somehow and would just end up hurting me like everyone else did, that girls like her could never want me. And then one part of my mind said 'no one has ever wanted to take advantage of you before. You tried putting yourself up as a pet or slave on bdsm sites and no one wanted you, no one wants to put up with you for that. Maybe she truly does care, for some weird reason. Give her a chance, any chance at happiness is better than the certainty of being alone if you leave.. Plus that walk back to the car would suck and you wasted too much energy skating already. Just give her a chance, or at least wait till after a free dinner.' At that I started laughing like a psycho and had to explain I was arguing wih myself in my own head, not the best way to prove you aren't nuts though. *sigh "Look, I'm not used to anyone wanting me around them, let alone doing anything nice for me ok? Normal for me is to either be pushed completely aside or used when it is convenient for the person, not me. I don't understand a lot of what you are doing or why, and I don't understand anything about social situations. I blew up because it's the only way I have to protect myself at all. I'm sorry for going off on you. I'm just emotionally wiped right now and exhausted and hungry. When I get hungry it amplifies whatever mood I'm in. If I'm down it brings me almost to a suicidal low, when I'm mad I lose it and could probably hurt if not kill someone if they pushed me too much, if I'm happy, I turn into Senior Psycho laugh my ass off, prankster, or just lets go do something guy. It's been this way most of my life. I don't know why it just is me. I'm sorry for going off on you but you don't know anything about me, you have no clue the shit I've been through and all the shit I've missed out on. If you are still offering, I could seriously use that dinner right now, just please don't ask me to make you cum in the restaurant." "Sure, after that little spout I'm hungry too, and not just for Flesh Missile Fudge-Cicle either. *wink" With that I lost it, but then brought up "Well that's good, because I'm not a fudge, Fudd maybe but not fudge. I'm just your typical vanilla, well part scotch and Irish cream but.." We both started laughing hysterically over that one. "Do you always have mood swings like this when you've been pissed or down?" "Yeah pretty much, I know it's annoying. My sister used to say I have worse mood swings than a 13 year old girl. I guess part of it was my training. My father used to yell at me and even hit me when I'd cry for seemingly no reason or if he had gone off on me. He'd yell at me 'grow up and stop acting like a baby, start acting your age. If you don't stop crying I'm going to give you something to cry about.' Yeah, uh hello, I was acting my age dickhead, I was a little kid who didn't understand why he felt so bad when all it was, was I was lonely and didn't have any fun in my life, only my video games, books, and what I made up with my own imagination." At that point I noticed I went off on a tirade and apologized. "I didn't mean to go off on that, that's another bad habit of mine, I get going on one thing and it just keeps going. I'm sorry, let's get some food so I will shut up and feel better, though I never eat much around new people or in public at all." "Ok, if you don't eat very much, does that mean you are leaving room for dessert? Maybe a nice pink vanilla pie?" and with that she started cracking up but drove to the restaurant, I just looked at her like she was nuts. Beyond that dinner was uneventful, and really peaceful, she didn't pester me about my past at all, although I could see she actually wanted to ask me a lot of things, she was trying to wait until I had some food in me and relaxed a bit. Part way through the meal when the waitress came back to ask if we needed anything else she asked me if I wanted a beer but I declined telling her I don't drink, and she wasn't going to get me drunk and rape me anyways. The waitress about fell over she was laughing so hard and made the comment about that it was usually the other way around but obviously I wasn't the normal guy so.. And she left us alone. It really didn't feel right letting a girl pick up the bill though, but when you are broke, what are you going to do. Well after that it turned into the typical first date, we had dinner and we went to a movie (the new xmen) and I had to give her hell saying that she just wanted to stare at a half naked Hugh Jackman like most women do to which she retorted "well, I wouldn't need to look at him half naked if you'd take me home and strip for me." I just sat there staring at her. Within a few minutes I got back to my not normal self, well that is until she said she couldn't get comfortable (should've seen this coming) and she lifted the arm between the seats and the one next to her and put her legs up on the seat and put her head on my chest and my arm around her. Well at first it was a shock but soon was just way too nice, and I guess I wasn't the only one that was emotionally worn out because within probably thirty minutes, I could feel her softly snoring. I looked down and sure enough she was asleep with her head on my chest (slightly drooling as well as slightly snoring) and my arm around her.. It hit me hard but for once didn't scare me, it just made me feel accepted and made me think I loved her for it, but with that thought came the "I have no clue what love is" thought. So I sighed and just enjoyed the moment, yet regretting it because I knew soon it'd be gone and so would she and I'd be sitting alone dreaming about it and missing out on something yet again. Before I knew it, even though I actually was paying attention to the movie, it was over and I had to wake her up. I reached down and slightly shook her and told her to wake up, the movie was over, and she looked up at me, rubbed her eyes and then smiled (which took my breath away) and then leaned up and kissed me out of nowhere. I was in shock, but luckily during the course of dinner she removed her lipstick at least so there was nothing on her lips and after a few moments, I kissed her back the best I could, to the sudden cat-calls and hollering of the people in the theater that could se us thanks to the lights being on. I was instantly scared out of my wits and embarrassed but she took over and told them to shut the fuck up, and took me by the hand and led me out to the car. She apologized saying "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kiss you, well actually I did because it was just so perfect waking up in your arms after having the best nap in my life, I didn't mean for you to end up embarrassed." "It's ok. I'm just not used to girls kissing me or people watching that and being dicks. I still can't believe you actually kissed me, why'd you do that? Oh right, you just said why, but still.." I stammered. "It was a great nap, I'm really happy about it, but I am pissed that I missed the movie, it was worth it though. Tell you what, it's getting late. We should probably go pick up your car before someone tries to break into it and I have to pay for whatever they steal. Care to go watch another movie at my place, and maybe get some dessert?" I gave her a wry look and then a shit eating grin of my own. "I mean ice cream or something like that you perv." She said giggling. "Ice cream huh? Is that what it's called when you your girl cum in the bleachers of the hockey rink?" I think I stunned her with that one but then after a few moments she just lost it and laughed her ass off. "Ok, enough innuendoes, lets just go get something to snack on and rent a movie and cuddle for a bit. I'm sure you need to call home don't you? It's almost 9:30 I'm sure your parents are worried about you." So I called, they freaked out on my ass, we got back to my car, some asshole broke out my side window and had stolen my stereo already, I freaked out, my parents freaked out on me (I was still on the phone) but then I hung up on them, cleared away the glass and went to Diane's house.. "Fuck 'em" I thought. Well a couple hours and two lame ass movies later, we stopped half way through each, we both were bored but enjoying each others company. "How about that backrub I promised?" I asked out of the blue. "Honestly, you couldn't make me any more relaxed right now even if I was smoking pot. *giggles Now, you on the other hand, after all that skating I'm sure you could use one. How about it, I've even got a heated back massager I could use on you to make it feel really good." She offered. "Hey now! I'm not going to let you use your juice covered vibrator on my back, it'd probably only make my skin worse. I know what you girls do with your so called 'back massagers' or 'hand-held shower heads' you horny little bitches." If there was anything else for he to lose, she lost it, but surprisingly it didn't just make her laugh, it turned her on. All of a sudden she was on my lap kissing me and rubbing my neck with her hands. "Mmmmmmm god you taste so good, and damn your bulge feels good up against me pussy." My mind was a haze already, it was so unexpected and strong, I had no clue what to do and was overwhelmed. She stared running her hands through my six or seven inch long, somewhat curly, thick dark brown, almost black, hair. In the slightest, sexiest voice ever "ung, your cock is so hard underneath me, and your hair is so fuckin soft, I can't wait to rub it on my nipples, or feel it on my inner things as you go down on me. Uhuh, that's going to be abs-so- fuckin- lutely amazing.." She trailed off to start sucking and licking on the right side of me neck (which is very sensitive and sent chills throughout my body and made my cock harden even more) Now she was also grinding herself on me and without warning "Oh my GOD!!!!UNGH!!!!!! Shit!" with that she was breathing really hard right in my ear. A couple minutes later, "Holy shit babe, holy fuck, I just came one of the strongest orgasms of my life, and we are both still fully clothed and you aren't even doing anything to me!" With that she pulled back and looked into my eyes and for the first time realized, I was off in la-la land, my eyes were just slits, I was breathing very slowly, you could feel the very defined 'thump-thump' of my heartbeat, and there was no light in my pupils. I was gone, wrapped up and overwhelmed by everything she had been doing, I was there, but the lights weren't on and no one was home at all. "Babe? Babe? Are you okay? Hun..." She trailed off, not understanding what was happening and getting very scared as my heartbeat was slowing even more. She was so afraid she actually got up and called the paramedics. Who arrived twenty minutes later to find her hysterical and me just gone; eyes still slightly open, but just gone. She, while crying tried to explain what happened, starting with how we met and going through at light speed until they got her to calm down a bit, and in the mean time they did some minor exams on me, asked if I was on any drugs or had been drinking or had any recent concussions lately. In the middle of their tests, I kind of snorted, then fell sideways on the couch, my eyes were closed and I was out cold. She thought I died, and at first glance so did the EMT's, and then I started snoring. She blazed up out of nowhere wanting to kick my ass for scaring her, but they restrained her while laughing and told her that she couldn't hurt me and that even though I was asleep, I might still be in danger. They told her they didn't know what was wrong with me but to make sure to wake up every couple hours over the night and make sure I was still breathing and if anything happened or if I didn't wake up in the morning, to call and get an ambulance sent out right away. Ok a little shorter than part one, possibly even less 'good stuff' but I'm getting there. Part 3 to cum soon. Thanks for putting up with me. Please leave me some feedback on here. Take care everyone.