The pickup truck pulled to a stop.
I was in the front seat of a Ryan's car, on my stomach laying across the wide bench front seat of the pickup truck. My ass was sticking in the air and the high schooler's strong hand was on it, squeezing. My head was in Ryan's lap, licking up and down on his massive, mostly-erect, teenage cock.
At the moment, I was playing with the cock head, licking around the ridges and the slit. My right hand stroked him in long, slow movements. My left hand explored his incredible body, moving up and down his impossibly thick legs and then under his shirt up his chiseled abs and chest whenever I came up momentarily to catch my breath.
"We're here, Janelle." Ryan brought his hand to my cheek and raised my head up. Reluctantly, I sat up. Looking out the window, I saw my apartment building. I looked up at Ryan. He smiled "Well, are you going to invite me in?"
My heart beat hard inside my chest. Now that we were here, I was having second thoughts. Not about Ryan-fuck I wanted him so badly-but about bringing him into our apartment.
"Do you want to go to your place instead maybe?" I asked.
Ryan gave a half frown. "No." he said simply. Shit, I had upset him. "Okay, I mean that's fine it was just a thought. Because your place is so much nicer you know, right?"
"We're not going back to my place, Janelle." Ryan said sternly. "But if you want, I can just drop you off now." Ryan had his hand wrapped around the base of his cock, and gave it a slight shake as he looked at me. My eyes were drawn to it like a moth to a flame.
"Well, Janelle?" My hands drifted again towards his cock, but Ryan pulled his pants over it, hiding it from view.
I looked up again, my heart continuing to beat quickly. "Ryan, do you want to come up to my place?"
"I'd love to baby. Lead the way." Ryan got out of the car then reaching back helped me out the drivers side door as well.
Ryan draped his strong arm around my waist and rested his hand on my hip. I was nervous about a neighbor recognizing me and so really wanted to walk quickly. I didn't want to anger Ryan though so I walked patiently at Ryan's side up my apartment walkway. Just the feel of his hand on my hip bone made me feel light-headed.
As we walked into to the entrance I realized something. "Shit! Ryan, my car is still at your place!" Though the prospect stressed me out, this could also be an opportunity to switch locations.
"Don't worry babe, I'll make the slut drive it over."
"Oh...Okay...Thanks."
We stepped onto the elevator and Ryan's hand fell from my hip down to my ass. Right as the door was about to close a hand flew in and a woman I recognized stepped onto the elevator. She was short and pretty and I thought she lived with her husband and kids on the floor a couple below our unit.
She stood across from us and sure enough, pressed the button for the floor two down from mine. My heart hammered in my chest, again afraid of being recognized. Ryan's hand squeezed and worked in between my ass cheeks over the short, tight dress. I tried to keep from squirming and risked a glance up. I needn't have worried about being recognized. The woman was stealing quick and regular glances at Ryan, roaming over his body with her eyes.
She stepped off, taking one last furtive (almost desperate) glance at Ryan, and the doors closed. It honestly gave me yet another rush. He was here, with me! I reached up and grasped his huge bicep, squeezing, leaning into him as he fondled my ass.
The elevator dinged and we stepped off, my hand falling to his where I laced my fingers through his and I pulled him shyly towards my apartment. At the school I had felt in command, but now, walking towards my home with this teen stud, I was nervous once more.
"It's not much, you know. Nothing like your place of course." I nervously looked at Ryan's handsome face but he just looked relaxed, expectant.
We walked in. I glanced around, relieved to see that Carlie had evidently cleaned. I looked at Ryan as he glanced around the room, his face not betraying how he felt about our small apartment. He gave everything a quick look over as he circled the living area and kitchen. My eyes followed him, waiting to see what he'd do.
As he completed his circuit he walked past me and sat down in the middle of coach. He glanced over at me. "So how about a beer, Janelle?"
"S..sure Ryan." I walked over to the fridge. I knew Ryan was underage but I wasn't going to say anything. Carlie and I didn't particularly like beer but we generally kept a few in our fridge for social occasions. I brought one over to Ryan, forgetting to grab one for myself. He took it and then grabbed my arm and pulled me onto his lap. He cracked the beer and brought it to his mouth, leaning his head back. I looked on as he took a few deep drinks, watching his large adams apple bob up and down. He finished his drink and put the remaining beer on the side table. "Thanks, girl."
"Ryan, I don't..." I began. But Ryan looked at me intently just then and I dared not say another word. I gazed back into his deep blue eyes, spotted with brown, glancing nervously from one to the other. Fuck, he was so handsome. I couldn't help myself, I leaned toward him and kissed him tentatively, still nervous for some reason.
His large lips pressed into mine and I felt the stubble of his five-o'clock shadow scratching into my cheek. At first it was gentle, then I felt Ryan putting his arms around my waist and press his hands into my back, pulling me into him hard. His mouth ground against mine, opening. I followed suit and felt his tongue reach into mine. I sucked on him greedily, moaning. I tasted the beer in his mouth, which made him seem only more masculine to me, if that were possible.
My arms were around his neck now and I ran my hands through his hair and over his strong shoulders as we made out. Ryan's hands fell to my ass. He squeezed and pulled me deeper into his lap, so that my hip pressed hard against his rock hard abs. I moaned again and pressed my body into his, rubbing my breasts against his strong chest, just under his chin.
We broke the kiss and I looked at him, my mouth open, panting. He grinned at me wickedly and then dove his head into my deep soft breasts. I moaned and felt his growing manhood pressing into my leg. I reached my hand down his body, seeking his cock.
The phone beside the couch rang and I froze. The ring was like an alarm clock and it all hit me in a rush. I was making out with a high school kid. A male high school kid. In my own apartment. Dressed as a girl. How had it come this far?
I looked again at the hunky adonis who's lap I was sitting in. Oh yeah...that's why.
"You'd better get it, Janelle." Ryan said.
I took my hands off of Ryan, resisting the urge to whimper when I did so, and dismounted, sitting next to him to reach over and picked up. "Hello?"
"Oh hey babe!" Carlie greeted, cheerily.
