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Chap Stick and Air Wick
Our First Time

Our first time, he couldn’t take my pants off. It was all pretty ironic, considering my pants usually fell off naturally about five times a day. But Tyrone was shaking. His hands grabbed nervously at the button, clumsily trying to undo the tight denim material. He was biting his lower lip, his usually slicked back hair stuck up in a couple places, messy, worried.

“Ty, you okay?” I whispered, bringing my hand up to run through his stiff, gelled hair. He looked up at me, his gray eyes clouded and restless.

“Oh, damn it, Ginger, the hell are we doing?” He barely spoke, shaking his head slowly side to side. “If anyone finds out about this we’re as good as dead.”

“No one has to find out though, we already talked bout this,” I mumbled, hands traveling down to stroke my boyfriend’s cheek.

“You’re too young to get it, Ginger! They will find out, I just know it!” he cried, pulling away. I wound my hands around his neck, pulling him closer.

“Then let them find out. I don’t care. What’s the worst he can do?” I scoffed. The conversation had shifted to some very specific someones. Our fathers. “Disown me?”

“More like kill you!” he breathed harshly, hands gripping the edge of my pants tightly. His hands were shaking violently. “I don’t want to lose you because I was damn stupid enough to give into my lusts!”

“So what? Are we going to wait until our dads die and we inherit the business? Hell, you’d still have to wait for your brother to die… Would he kill you too? How long do I have to wait, til I’m forty?” my voice rose as I leaned closer to him. My green eyes felt like they were on fire.

“You could do with the wait, you’re only seventeen,” he scolded, turning his face away.

“And you’re twenty-three and still a virgin,” I retorted, pulling him closer.

“That’s because I’m not a fucking slut!” he blurted, turning sharply to face me, his hair becoming even more shuffled.

At that comment I did the only thing that I knew to do. I kissed him full on the mouth. I kissed him hard, passionately, my pierced tongue grazing his lips. He reluctantly parted his lips and I traveled into that familiar territory, claiming the tongue and teeth I found there as my own. He was mine. I wanted him to make me all his.

We slowly parted, a strand of saliva still connecting out tongues, Tyrone instantly looking down.

“Tyrannosaurus Rex, let me get this straight and out there… I love you. And I don’t give a damn about what anyone else may think. So please…” I gently kissed his forehead, scooting my body closer to his, “Put those damn retarded dinosaur arms to work and get in my pants! I got a boner the size of fucking Texas!” I snapped, smirking as he stared at me with those adorable widened eyes.

His hands traveled back to my button, still shaking slightly, but so much more in control than previously. In one quick movement, my jeans were unbuttoned and unzipped, Tyrannosaurus now tugging down on them harshly.

“Lift your damn ass,” he whispered huskily in my ear as he pinned me to my bed, tugging again on the material that covered my growing arousal. I quickly obliged, lifting my hips as he pulled my tight pants off, a weak moan escaping my lips as he licked my ear, his hands grazing over my erection.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked softly, his breathe hot against my ear. I grabbed his face and pulled him into another gentle kiss.

“Please… Make me yours tonight…”

Description
Chap Stick and Air Wick
Our First Time

Our first time, he couldn’t take my pants off. It was all pretty ironic, considering my pants usually fell off naturally about five times a day. But Tyrone was shaking. His hands grabbed nervously at the button, clumsily trying to undo the tight denim material. He was biting his lower lip, his usually slicked back hair stuck up in a couple places, messy, worried.

“Ty, you okay?” I whispered, bringing my hand up to run through his stiff, gelled hair. He looked up at me, his gray eyes clouded and restless.

“Oh, damn it, Ginger, the hell are we doing?” He barely spoke, shaking his head slowly side to side. “If anyone finds out about this we’re as good as dead.”

“No one has to find out though, we already talked bout this,” I mumbled, hands traveling down to stroke my boyfriend’s cheek.

“You’re too young to get it, Ginger! They will find out, I just know it!” he cried, pulling away. I wound my hands around his neck, pulling him closer.

“Then let them find out. I don’t care. What’s the worst he can do?” I scoffed. The conversation had shifted to some very specific someones. Our fathers. “Disown me?”

“More like kill you!” he breathed harshly, hands gripping the edge of my pants tightly. His hands were shaking violently. “I don’t want to lose you because I was damn stupid enough to give into my lusts!”

“So what? Are we going to wait until our dads die and we inherit the business? Hell, you’d still have to wait for your brother to die… Would he kill you too? How long do I have to wait, til I’m forty?” my voice rose as I leaned closer to him. My green eyes felt like they were on fire.

“You could do with the wait, you’re only seventeen,” he scolded, turning his face away.

“And you’re twenty-three and still a virgin,” I retorted, pulling him closer.

“That’s because I’m not a fucking slut!” he blurted, turning sharply to face me, his hair becoming even more shuffled.

At that comment I did the only thing that I knew to do. I kissed him full on the mouth. I kissed him hard, passionately, my pierced tongue grazing his lips. He reluctantly parted his lips and I traveled into that familiar territory, claiming the tongue and teeth I found there as my own. He was mine. I wanted him to make me all his.

We slowly parted, a strand of saliva still connecting out tongues, Tyrone instantly looking down.

“Tyrannosaurus Rex, let me get this straight and out there… I love you. And I don’t give a damn about what anyone else may think. So please…” I gently kissed his forehead, scooting my body closer to his, “Put those damn retarded dinosaur arms to work and get in my pants! I got a boner the size of fucking Texas!” I snapped, smirking as he stared at me with those adorable widened eyes.

His hands traveled back to my button, still shaking slightly, but so much more in control than previously. In one quick movement, my jeans were unbuttoned and unzipped, Tyrannosaurus now tugging down on them harshly.

“Lift your damn ass,” he whispered huskily in my ear as he pinned me to my bed, tugging again on the material that covered my growing arousal. I quickly obliged, lifting my hips as he pulled my tight pants off, a weak moan escaping my lips as he licked my ear, his hands grazing over my erection.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked softly, his breathe hot against my ear. I grabbed his face and pulled him into another gentle kiss.

“Please… Make me yours tonight…”