I just want to be alone with my thoughts. I cannot stand another ride on the bus with the rest of the losers who have no car or license. It is hard to be cool in when you are a senior with no car. It is even harder to get a date. I wince at the thought of my Dad driving my date and I to the movies.
I can walk home faster than the bus takes me because I would have to transfer twice. It is a 45 minute walk to my house. It is 45 minutes to wallow in self pity. I am a virgin and I feel like I always will be. How do those complete assholes at school get laid? The girls must be morons.
It is not just sex. I crave intimacy. I want to make love and be in love and be loved back. I want to share warm hugs. I want to do little things that would make a girl feel special. I want to matter to someone in a special way.
I was lost in my longing and I did not hear Mary pull up next to me. Mary is my neighbor. She is the mother of three boys that I played with as a kid. They go to a private school so I have lost touch with them.
Mary is cool. She drives a 240 SX like a bat out of hell. She is very energetic and is really in to Aerobics. She has a wonderful dancers body. Small breasts, flat tummy, tight ass, and legs that have fueled my masturbation imagination like no other. Sincerely, I jack off thinking about her more than any woman.
Being 18 and having my system racked by hormones, I am particularly susceptible to erotic musing. I jack off 5 to 7 times a day. One time, I watched Mary do her work out while I hung out with her sons. I pumped myself dry that night. My balls ached. I did not know I could cum too much!
"Need a ride?"
"Totally" I said, eyeing her smooth legs. She wears jogging shorts a lot. Thank you God! Her shorts always ride up her legs. Today was no different. I try not to be obvious as I ogle her. She has to know I have the hots for her. How could she not?
Mary does not have the prettiest face, yet it has always captured my attention when I am not looking at her legs. Her face is sort of aerodynamic. She has steely blue eyes and a sharp angular nose. I like her nose a lot. Her lips are thin and her cheek bones are high and pronounced.
I have a good picture of her from a party we had at our house. She is looking right at the camera with a knowing smile. I love to cum while looking in to her eyes. I imagine being deep in her womb as I shoot my seed in to her. I know I don't want to have kids right now, but she makes me want to breed. I want to fill her with my essence. If she only knew.
On the way home we talk. Mary is very quick witted and delightfully sarcastic. I feel bad for thinking it, but her husband is socially inept. How did he bag this babe? She is wonderful. They rarely do things together. At social occasions they take separate cars. He like to leave very early. She like to stay and socialize.
"Would you do me a favor? Dale is gone for a few days and I have to figure out what is wrong with the sprinkler timer. Can you help?"
"Sure. I don't know much about them but I can have a look."
Mary smiled at me and I feel flush. I adore her profile. I get to look at her while she drives. My eyes wander all over her body. I wish she would recognize my desire for her. I wish she would make me her secret lover. I would be her willing paramour and do nothing but pleasure her in any way she desires. I want to fill a void in her that her husband does not recognize.
I imagine tasting her. I would feel her smooth legs on either side of my head and drink her. I would lose myself in her taste. I want to make her cum.
There is good and bad in youth. Erections are both. My instant erection in the car was bad. It was obvious and uncomfortable. We are almost to her house and I will have to get out of the card and try to hide my hard on. Perfect.
She does not seem to notice. We pull in to their detached garage. She shuts the garage door. I think this is odd, since the garage door is the only exit out of the garage. She puts her hand on my leg and my heart jumps.
"Thanks for helping me"
"s-sure" I stammer. Her hand is warm and electric on my leg. She might as well have grabbed my cock for all the stimulus I felt.
We get out of the car. I hold my backpack in front of me in an effort to hide my "excitement". Mary walks over to the timer panel for the sprinklers. I almost ejaculate when she bends over to look at the unit. Her short shorts ride up and I get a peek are part of her tight cheeks. I walk to her. My eyes never leave her ass. I drop my backpack with out thinking.
Her wide hips and narrow waist are so sexy! I move towards her from behind. I look down at her and imagine my hands gripping her waist as I ram my hard cock in to her. I imagine the sound of our flesh slapping together. Boy would I like to cum while watching my penis piston in and out of her.
I am so hard! This is embarrassing. I am standing right behind her. My masculinity is inches away from her femininity, yet light years away. If we were naked my penis would be touching her warm flesh. I am overcome with lust. I have got to get out of here and jack off.
She backs up right in to me! There is no way for her not to feel my hard on. She is resting her ass against my aching member. I am paralyzed. Why doesn't she move? I feel stuck and embarrassment courses through my body. Will she tell my mom? Oh fuck!
When she does move it is not what I expect. She slides her beautiful ass up and down my shaft, right through my jeans! She stands and turns to face me. Her blue eyes are radiant. She wears that knowing smile that has fueled uncountable ejaculations from my abused organ.
"Is that for me?" her says in her warm sexy voice.
"I am so embarrassed"
She touches my hard on through my jeans and my heart leaps in to my throat. I feel like I am choking. She leans in and kisses me. Gently at first. Our lips touch. I feel her warm breath. Our lips part slightly. I lick my lips. I lean forward.
Her lips are against mine. My heart races. My cock aches with each beat. Her tongue touches my lips. I greet it with mine. Our tongue tips flutter each other like butterfly wings. I feel myself sigh. I bring my hands up to touch her face. I brush her cheek with the tips of my fingers. My blood roars like an ocean in my head.