When I started high school I figured that dating would be as easy as the television shows made it out to be, I was soon to be disappointed. After two months of trying to hit on my fellow students I was as horny as ever and didn't have a single lead. Just when I had resigned myself to four years of chastity. Emily moved in.
Our next-door neighbors had moved out months ago and had had trouble selling their house, but when Emily and her family moved in all thoughts about the old neighbors disappeared from my mind. Her dad was an airline pilot and her younger sister was still in the third grade. Apparently her mom had died a few years ago leaving her in charge of her sister when her father was out of town, which was pretty often. We became instant friends. She was drawn to me because she knew no one else in the town, and I was drawn to her due primarily to her unbelievable cuteness. She had a tight body, she played soccer, and breasts that were bigger than most of the other freshman girls' breasts. She had jet black, perfectly straight hair that was chopped off right at the top of her shoulders. She was absolutely beautiful. True she was more cute than beautiful and she certainly wasn't the most womanly looking girl in the neighborhood, but she was my fantasy.
I walked her home from school for the first four or five weeks since she didn't know anybody else and usually we beat her little sister home by about an hour. We spent this hour getting to know each other everyday, sometimes we'd watch some talk shows and sometimes we'd just sit on her back porch, out of view of my house and smoke cigarettes that she had stolen from her dad. On nights when her father was out of town I would occasionally sneak over there later at night and talk to her after her sister went to bed.
I couldn't figure out how broach the subject of sex with her, I mean we hadn't even kissed. Lucky for me our habit of watching afternoon talk shows broached the subject for me. On a Friday one of the shows was about teens who have sex in their parents' houses. We both giggled through it but we both realized that we were thinking the same thing, while all the time the entire house was ours. She seemed nervous once the show ended and I left for my own house. That night in my bed I must have jacked myself off three times thinking about what it would be like to touch her naked body and have sex with her. I had seen a couple of porn movies that were tucked in my father's closet so I thought I knew what to do. I was especially fascinated with the act of cumming in a girl's mouth or on her face. The chicks in the movies seemed to like it and I wondered if Emily might like it as well. I exploded under my sheets for the third time that night with the image of Emily's cute face covered in my cum running through my head.
I didn't see Emily all weekend and the next Monday and Tuesday she didn't meet me to walk back, I was starting to worry that she had lost her affection for me. Wednesday though she showed up on time at the corner for our walk back. She seemed a little nervous around me and we didn't talk much. Apparently she was trying to get up the courage to ask me something and when we walked into her house she came out with it.
"Chris, I really do like you. You've been so nice to me since I'm the new kid and all, and I think maybe we should be boyfriend and girlfriend." I almost couldn't believe my ears. I was so excited I didn't know what to do so I rushed forward and caught her up in my arms. I dove in to kiss her and she kissed me back. I had never kissed a anyone before and I thought it went pretty well.
She backed away from me and sat down on the couch, patting the seat next to her. "I guess that's a YES," she said. I just shook my head still in shock. We kissed some more and cuddled up on the couch but nothing else much happened that afternoon. I left with a raging erection and headed straight for the bathroom when I got home. I thought about how I could get my new girlfriend (I liked the sound of that) Emily to have sex with me and figured I'd have to wait for at least a couple of weeks. What I didn't realize was just how much of an effect that talk show was having on Emily's sex drive. Later that night at about eight when her sister usually went to bed, Emily called my house and asked me to come over to study with her. I practically ran over to her house, carrying my bookbag to disguise my real intentions to my parents.