All characters in all of my stories are 18.
*****
Shannon wasn't even a boy's name, but that was his name. I don't know what kind of parents thought naming a boy Shannon was a good idea, but he seemed to handle it well. I don't know what made me notice him that first day, but he seemed to be the only person at Orange Grove High School that wasn't fake. In the heart of Florida, there weren't too many genuine people, especially kids our age. We were seniors that year and I was pissed off that my parents had pulled me out of school and moved me across the country to this humid climate.
I was horny all the time and as I looked around the classroom I wondered how many of the other students were feeling the same way that I was. I could feel my pussy twitching as I anticipated what it would feel like to have someone really touch it. I'd had sex a few times back home before I was forced to move to Florida. I watched Shannon as he lifted up the book he was reading. I could see the book that he had placed behind his textbook to make it look like he was reading the text. The book behind the textbook looked like some kind of comic book. Shannon was a total nerd, buried in a comic book, completely oblivious to the fact that my pussy was dripping.
I watched him for the first week I was there, observing his strange behaviors. He seemed to do all of the schoolwork quickly and then turned his attention to his comic books. The teachers seemed to leave him alone, and the students did too. He seemed like the loneliest person in the whole school. My pussy ached for him. I looked at his thick glasses, his skinny body, and I wondered what he looked like naked. I don't know why I thought he was so sexy, but there was just something about him that I liked. I wanted him but he was so out of touch with the world that he hardly noticed the way I looked at him. He barely noticed I existed.
By the end of my first week, I was friends with the popular crowd. I was a fairly energetic girl who made friends easily. At my old school, I had been popular and on the cheer squad. Here, I made friends easily and I knew that dating Shannon would mean social destruction for me. These kids were shallow. Nerdy, reclusive guys weren't exactly the hottest thing in the world. Except, every night when I fucked myself I thought of Shannon, the way he pushed his glasses up onto his nose, the way his mouth pulled to one side when he read his comics, the way his eyes stared through my soul when he actually looked at me. I wanted his nerdy cock and I was going to get it. I didn't care about the other kids or being popular. My pussy wanted what it wanted and I was going to get it.
I caught him coming out of the locker room one day. I walked beside him and he gave me a sideways glance, not sure what it was that I wanted. He seemed untrusting, like every kid who had ever talked to him had fucked with his head.
"Hi there, I know we haven't officially met, but I'm Hanna. I moved here from Colorado a few weeks ago. I think you're really sexy," I told him, hoping he would get my hint that I liked him.
"Hi, Hanna. I'm Shannon. Look, I'm not really the kind of person that talks with popular kids, you know?"
"I'm not popular. I just got to this school and I think you are the most interesting person in it. I think you're sexy. I want to hang out...you know, and get to know you better." I smiled a nasty smile, hoping he would get that I wanted to fuck him. I wasn't sure if he did, but he did crack a bit of a smile that gave me hope.
"You want to hang out?" he asked, surprised.
"Yeah. Maybe we can mess around too. Make out and stuff. Sound fun?"
"You want to make out with me?" he asked.
"Yes!" I turned to him and kissed him, right there in the hallway where everyone could see me doing it. I instantly heard the shit-talking. I heard people whispering as our kiss lingered on.
"Wow," he said when I pulled away. "Let's hang out right now."
"Where should we go?" I asked.
"I know a private spot," he grabbed my hand and led me through a maze of hallways. I was still new to the school and I have no idea where we ended up, but it was an empty room with a door that closed. He pulled me inside and shut the door. He pushed me up against one of the concrete walls and his mouth covered mine. I kissed him back, finally getting what I wanted. My hand moved to his crotch and I cupped his cock with my hand around his slim-cut jeans.
"Oh, Hanna!" he moaned as I tried to unbutton his pants and pull his cock out. He assisted me until I had his bare cock in my hand. My mouth dropped open in shock. Nerdy, reclusive Shannon had the biggest cock I had ever seen in my entire life. I dropped to my knees and tried to wrap my mouth around it. I'd sucked a few cocks before but this was a challenge. I had never tried to suck on a cock so thick before. I could barely get it in my mouth but I tried my best to force it down my throat.
I don't know why I loved sucking his cock so much but it was the best cock sucking experience of my life. I enjoyed the way that his cock worked in and out of my throat. I enjoyed the way that I choked on it and I felt like such a slut serving a nerdy cock like his the way the I was.
"You look so good sucking me like this," his voice was breathy and I knew I was making him feel good. I wondered if I should just keep it to a blowjob but I worried that this might be my only chance to fuck him and I wanted to make it count. I stood up and pulled down my panties and lifted my skirt. I turned around in front of him and bent over.
"Oh my God! Your ass is gorgeous," he told me. "Can I fuck you?"
"Please! Fuck me! Please, Shannon!"
