Though throughout the last month, I was constantly giggling with Jerrell through video chat at night. We would express our "nothingness" to each other. He was my everything. I looked forward to seeing his caramel eyes on my screen every night. I did see him in October, but we just kissed. We would even have group video chat with his best friend, White Bread, and White Bread's girlfriend, Paige, at the time.
Jerrell sang to me while I was in the basement so I wouldn't wake up my roommate. He would watch me roll up my hair or fold my laundry. We would plan what we would do to each other when we first see each other again. I was catching feelings again. I couldn't shake it off. I thought of him when I was in class and when I was in the shower. I didn't know what to do with it all.
The thought of smoked turkey and roasting fireplaces hit my nose as I traveled back home for Thanksgiving. I was able to use my car, so of course the first thing I was going to do was see Jerrell. Well, my family tried to get in the way of that on Thanksgiving.
"What you mean you want to go to a party tonight?" my stepmom asked.
"I want to see my friends. I mean we already ate. What's the problem?" I snapped back.
"You should want to spend time with us," my stepsister, Tonya, said.
"It is gonna be at night. We aren't doing anything here," I said.
"I don't get why you have to go see them. Why they couldn't do this on a weekend?" my father asked.
"I'm going. So, I'll see you later," I said.
"You better be back before 2," stepmom said.
"Fine," I said.
I drove out of the driveway knowing that I was ready to do something with him. It had been months since I last had sex and wanted to feel Jerrell's familiar touch. I was too happy when he greeted me at my car door with a hug and a kiss. I probably lit up like a Christmas tree. He grabbed my ass, and I ran up the stairs to the get together. I walked in and introduced myself to everyone. He passed me a drink.
I felt the alcohol slowly take over my senses. He sat on the couch with me and let me put my head on his chest. My eyelids were drooping, and everything seemed like a dream. I whispered to him that we should be alone. He smiled at me and kissed my forehead. We walked out into the brisk night.
"We cannot do anything in this parking lot. People are coming in and out of the apartment," I said.
"How about we go to the stadium parking lot over there?" he asked.
It was far enough and open enough for us to see if anyone was going to come. So, we took my car and drove over to the vacant lot with the bright lights. I put my car in park and hopped in the backseat with him. I felt his warm hands search my body as kissed me deeply. He spread my legs and placed his hand in the warm area. He removed my pants and panties. I watched him unbuckle his belt as we uncomfortably laid in the backseat and he put on a condom.
The first push in was the explosion of pain and pleasure. I relaxed and let his dick travel through my flooded tunnel. I reached for the headrest to place my clammy hands on. He licked my neck as I held on to the back of his. One leg was be pinned down by his hand as he went in and out. Then, both of my legs were behind my head and he was leaning on my legs for support. The windows began to fog as my moans were so heavy my breath covered the windows.
We were by ourselves so I could say his name over and over again as loud I wanted to.
"I'm getting a cramp," he said.
You've got to be kidding I thought. Uggghhh.
"You're joking, right?" I asked.
"No," he said.
He sat up, and I laughed at him. He rolled his eyes at me, but the main thing I was looking at was the hard dick that still had not ejaculated. So, I gently tugged at his dick while his head went to the headrest.
"You don't stop do you?" he asked.
"Not at all," I said.
"Well, how about you get on top of me then?" he asked.
"You sure you're gonna be able to handle that?" I asked.
