Characters in sexual situations are 18+ yrs.
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His arms held her in a vise-like grip as he stood behind her in line at Starbucks. Lillian loved how her boyfriend held her. Sure his grip was constricting and her lungs felt like they were about to collapse, but it made her feel wanted. She felt safe and loved in his strong arms.
Shen nuzzled her neck, kissing her exposed skin, peeking out from her shirt's collar. They were both in their school uniforms still. Shen wore the boy's mandatory black dress slacks, white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and optional blue and green striped tie. He had worn a cobalt blue sweater in the school building since the administrator always kept it frigid. Lillian also wore the mandatory white button down shirt, but no tie, and tucked it into a pleated black skirt. The skirt's hem stopped short four to five inches above her knee. Thankfully, it was a skort so she never had to worry about crossing her legs in class. She had worn forest green knee socks and black ballet flats, all standard items that were within the school dresscode. Blackwood Prep had a strict uniform and only allowed white oxfords, black bottoms (pants for guys and skirts-skorts for girls), black dress shoes, and any accessories like sweaters, ties, socks, or scrunchies had to be either white, black, or the school colors-forest green and prussian blue.
Blackwood didn't stop its strict rules at the dresscode but continued its rigor throughout its academia and athletics programs. Assignments were graded harshly and stringently. If you didn't show up to class on time, you were given a demerit. Three demerits sent you to detention which could mean anything from writing essays to scraping gum from under the bottom of the desks. Athletes worked hard two hours everyday after school and during the summer for preseason conditioning. If you showed up late to practice more than three times for any unexcused reason, you were put on athletic suspension for a month. Because of the harsh punishments doled out, most students caught on quickly and become the perfectly submissive and attentive.
Shen and Lillian had gone out to Starbucks for the hour break they had between school and sports practices. Shen had volleyball practice and Lillian had sailing practice. Her team was supposed to make it to states this year.
Finally, they got to the front of the line and Lillian ordered for them both since Shen was busy sucking on her neck. The barista eyed them, but brushed it off easily with encouragement from one of Lillian's glamorous smiles. She had a way with people and getting them to do what she wanted.
While waiting for their coffee, Lillian turned around in Shen's arms, her hands clasped around his neck. She kissed him, not erotically as she wood in private, but it was long and slow enough to tell him what she wanted.
When she leaned back he asked, "Excited for tonight?"
"Absolutely," she grinned coyly. "You'll pick me up at the docks around seven?"
"Wouldn't miss it for the world," he eagerly kissed her again, his lips melding to hers briefly."
Unfortunately, Shen had to let go of her when they got their drinks and headed out of the coffee shop. They hopped into Shen's car and he drove them back to school where Lillian caught a ride with a friend to the docks for sailing practice. Even though they were close to the water, they weren't close enough and the sailing team had to commute to the closest inlet everyday. It was half an hour from school. Shen headed to the gym for volleyball practice after giving his girlfriend one last, long slow kiss.
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Shen was right on time, arriving promptly to the docks at seven pm. Lillian hopped into his car, her muscles sore and her uniform damp from having fallen into the water during an arduous exercise.
Her boyfriend kissed her anyways, his handing cupping her cheek. He even sucked the salty taste of her lips. She smiled demurely when he let go. During the ride to his parents' place, Lillian was acutely aware of his right hand resting on her thigh. Occasionally, his thumb caressed her skin or his fingers dug into her flesh. Lillian responded by holding onto his upper arm and rubbing her thumb back and forth over his skin.
He refrained from kissing her during the ride, knowing he would miss when a red light turned green when he got distracted. It took great self-control on both of their parts. Soon, they arrived at a large brownstone. Shen's parents were never home and his older siblings had all grown up and gone off to college or gotten a job. He was the youngest of five and his parents frequently traveled for work. They were practically never home but that worked out well for the young couple.
Lillian's parents never cared where she was or what she did as long as she kept her grades up, finished her chores, and participated in a sport each season. She told them she was spending the night at a girlfriend's house. Mom wouldn't even notice she was gone, her hands were full with her younger twin brothers and annoying preteen, Justin Beaver and Selena Gomez obsessed, sister.
Shen opened the door to the brownstone house and they both traipsed in with their books and athletic gear. Lillian left her school things in the living room but took her gym bag to the guest bathroom. Shen did the same but showered in the upstairs bathroom. They had a routine down. First they showered because sweat and salt water drenched bodies were disgusting, then they took things up to Shen's room.
Lillian was so excited and impatient that she showered quickly. She combed and parted her wet hair, then pulled on her revealing lacy bra and panties. She pulled on a pair of flannel shorts and a skimpy camisole, then walked out of the bathroom to find Shen waiting solemnly on the bed, wearing only a pair of rasta style shorts. His dark hair glistened wet and stuck up in all directions. He waited patiently for her to gather her things into her bag and then picked up his girlfriend like a potato sack and grabbed her bag with his other hand. Lillian complied meekly as he brought her upstairs and locked them in his room. He tossed her bag to the side of the door and dropped her on the bed, the springs bouncing with her immediate weight.
Shen straddled her and stated, "It's Friday."
Lilian placed her hands on his shoulders and pulled him down to press against her body, "Mmhm.
They had all night long and no need to worry about school. Shen began by oulling off her camisole and running his lips across her bare abdomen. Lillian sighed as his lips whispered across her skin. She dug her fingers into his scalp in expectation pf what would happen next when Shen began sucking on her skin right below her breasts. Soon, he had spotted her stomach with hickeys. He would've sucked on her bellybutton if not for her bellybutton ring so he satisfied himself with making a circle of hickeys around it and dotting her bikini line as well.
Before he pulled off her lacey underwear, Lillian decide to try something new. With a powerful thrust, she swung her leg up and over Shen's side then rolled him over, expecting to be on top, but she didn't realize how close they were to the edge and they landed on the floor, Shen taking the brunt of the fall. He chuckled at her intrepid thinking and sat up, pulling her into his lap. Lillian wrapped her legs around his waist and trailed her fingers over his smooth chest and lightly sucked on his jaw so as not to leave any noticeable marks. Shen gripped her thighs hard as the electric sensations of her fingers and lips turned him on. Lillian knew exactly where and how to touch him. She knew exactly how little pressure she pressed his skin and how slowly her fingers should trail along the contours of his body.