Chapter One: Blind Date
"Really Tammy," I said a she tied the blind fold around my face.
"Come on Kat. You can't have a blind date without really being blind," she teased.
"It's not like I will be able to see who is in that closet anyways. It'll be dark in there," I said as I folded my arms across my chest. I was nervous as all get out, and I could not believe that I was actually listening to Tammy for once. I was wearing my skinny jeans and a Marilynn Monroe tee shirt. At least he could not judge me for my own looks. He too would be blindfolded and waiting in the closet.
"We want to make sure you don't know who is in there no matter what. And no telling him your name! You get to see each other, when the door opens," said Macy from a distance. I heard some girls giggle, and my hands grew sweaty. The game Blind Date was basically all the guys were to hide in the closets and the girls were to go in blindfolded and do sexual things for ten minutes. There were only three closets so the girls were picked first and blind folded so that they would not know what guys were chosen for the closets. They were to randomly pick on so that the girls had no idea who was where.
"I guess," I mumbled as I felt Tammy's hand take hold of mine.
"Be back in ten minutes girls," she giggled as she drug me down the hall. I nearly fell from the start considering I could not see a thing. My balance caused me to nearly knock something over that was made out of glass. Tammy pushed on though as she led me up the stairs and down the hall.
"Tammy I don't know...My stomach's sick," I said as I dug in my heels.
"Don't get cold feet on me now girl...You are nineteen years old for crying out loud," she said as she guided me down the hall.
"But you know I'm still a virgin...What if he tries to do more?" I mumbled nervously as I gripped her hand tightly at the thought.
"You've given a blow job before Kat. It's not like the sexual world is anything new to you. You can't be a virgin forever, and just go with it," she said as I suddenly felt a hand on my back.
"Tammy," I said as suddenly I fell forward. I honestly thought I was about to land flat on my face. Hands caught my body, and the sound of a door slamming behind me rang annoyingly loud in my ears. My breath was the only sound in the room as I recovered from my moment of panic. Whoever he was, he was holding me as he helped me stand back up. Neither of us spoke as we stood there in the darkness. He had his arms wrapped around me, and I left my hands on his chest.
The world was spinning out from underneath me, and I wondered for a moment, if I should faint. He kept me steady as he stood silent, and leaned his forehead against my own. The smell of Red Hot gum was on his lips, causing me to realize just how close he was to my face. Neither of us dared to say a word. Half of my mind screamed to run, and the other half longed to touch him. I stand at five foot eight, and he was taller making him almost six foot. His arms were not like a jocks or gymnasts, but they were strong and sturdy enough to hold onto my one hundred and thirty pound body. I longed to see what he looked like and know his features. I found myself reaching out as I ran my fingers up his neck and onto his jaw line. Fingertips brushed against light stubble of hair, and I heard his breath quicken. My fingers seemed to have a mind of their own as they ran further up his face to find wide cheeks and beard that was in need of shaving. He twisted his neck and turned his head causing the hair to rub gently against my fingers. A smile crossed the corner of my mouth as I reached up with my right hand and felt soft short hair. His bangs were longer and messy, but the sides were smother cut, but long enough to grab onto and twist through my skin.
"I," I began when he pressed his mouth against my own. Oh god, my mind was gone as soft lips rubbed gently against my own. He was tender and gentle with me as if, he could sense my hesitation. My body melted into his own as our lips remained unmoving against one another's. He pushed hard and then leaned away, but still his forehead kept against my own. I ran my fingers back down his face and over his lips, and to my surprise he opened his mouth as if to bite my finger. Instead, I felt him suck in on my finger as he pulled it into his mouth. It was my turn to gasp as I felt my heart beat race. My body tingled as I bit my bottom lip in anticipation. Thoughts of that mouth against my chest made me lose my breath. His tongue covered my finger as he bit down lightly and smiled. I felt his lips curl against my skin.
"Oh god," he mumbled after I had pulled out my finger. Before I could reply, my body was against the wall and the blind fold was gone. I had been right, when saying that I would not be able to see a thing. The darkness enveloped us, and all we could do was feel and leave our senses to the work. Lips were against my own again as his tongue invaded my mouth. His hands were in mine as our fingers intertwined with each other's. My arms were in the air above my head against a cold wall. His body leaned into my own, causing chills to run up my spine. His waist ran against my own and I could feel the hardness underneath. My body shivered as my sex drive reached an unbearable height.
He hesitated as his lips pulled off and remained not even an inch apart. My heart pounded in my skull as my body physically shivered from head to toe as I longed for his lips against my body, against my skin, my chest, my toes, and my vagina. Oh yes, I wanted him everywhere and all over. Never before had I felt like this, when having intimacy with another man. Was it the darkness and the heightened senses that set me off? There was something about him and his touch, the way his teeth lightly nipped at my skin, and the security that I felt with him that caused my skin to crawl.
