Author's Note: This is my first time posting on here. This is the first story I have written. I am not a professional writer so if there are any grammatical errors I apologize. If you all like the story, I will continue it. This story with have more than just sex in it. Please leave comments, any feedback is welcome just be respectful. Hope you enjoy the story.
My First Time...
Chapter 1-With a Demoness
John could not wait to get home. He sat in his classroom thinking of what he planned on doing once school ended. The book he had been waiting for finally arrived the day before. It took weeks for it to finally ship from the small used bookstore a few states over. It was a book on the occult and from what John had read online it was supposed to contain a spell that would allow him to summon a demon.
John just turned 19 over the summer. He just started college and is unfortunately still a virgin through no fault of his own. He isn't terrible looking. He is about 5 foot 8 inches and has a little weight to him, but he isn't fat. John goes to the local college and commutes, so he is out of the loop with many of the social groups on campus. He is friendly with many of his classmates, but he has not yet established any friends to hang out with. John is hoping that after he summons the demon that it might help him to come out of his shell a bit. You see John is not only average looking, but he is also a bit shy which is why he has not had much luck with the ladies.
John was snapped out of his thoughts by the sound of the bell. He jolted a bit as he realized he had spaced out for almost the last 15 minutes of class. Grabbing his things as fast as he could, he was racing out of the classroom but was stopped by his professor. His professor Ms. Fletcher is a beautiful woman. She is about 5 foot 4 inches. She is one of the younger professors on the campus, only having finished her doctorate in education a few years ago. She has long straight brown hair and gorgeous green eyes. She usually wore professional clothes, but they did little to hide her huge bust, easily DDs, and her shapely ass. She called his name as he was making his way out of the classroom. Stopping, John turned to her and waited for her to walk to him. She smiled and said,
"John, you seemed distracted at the end of class is everything alright?"
John looked down embarrassed at being called out on his daydreaming and said, "Yes Ms. Fletcher everything is fine was just thinking about the weekend." John couldn't help but look up his teacher's body as he responded. He, like most of the guys in his class, enjoyed looking at the sexy body of the teacher. John had more than once gotten off to the image of Ms. Fletcher. John blushed and quickly looked away as he caught her eye. He prayed she didn't see him checking her out. While John's face was turned, he didn't see the small smile on Ms. Fletcher's face. Unbeknownst to John, Ms. Fletcher was glad the way she looked affected the boy so. She had been starting to think she was looking old as she got closer to her 30s. It disappeared as she said, "Try not to daydream in my class. You need to devote yourself more to your studies." John just nodded along his thoughts still on the book. She finally dismissed him, wishing him a good weekend. John dashed from the class and made his way home.
John did not live far from the campus, so he usually walked the 30 minutes home or rode a bike. Today was nice out so he walked to school. As soon as he got home, he went up to his room and crawled under his bed grabbing the book from underneath. It would not be good if his mother or sister found this lying around. John turned on his desk light and inspected the book. Yesterday when it arrived, he had not had time to inspect it before he hid it away. It being a Thursday, he figured it would be better to wait until he was done with classes for the week to get into it.
The book is brown and made of leather. There are no inscriptions except for a pentagram on the front of the cover. The book looks worn from use and the pages have a slight yellow color to them. Flipping it open, John saw that the writing is mostly in Latin and has some cursive parts that looked like notes from previous owners. The notes are mostly illegible scribbles, so John ignored those and focused on trying to decipher the Latin phrases. Groaning he realized that he would need to spend the whole night googling until he translated the right part. He stayed up most of the night only leaving his room to grab dinner with his mom and sis. His sister's name is Alexis, but he calls her Lexy.
Lexy is as bratty as ever, teasing him about spending all his time in his room and implying he was getting off. John learned years ago to ignore his little sister's teasing. When they were younger whenever he reacted to her antics it would only encourage her so, now he tried to brush the comments off. She did not let up for almost the whole dinner and seemed to be even brattier than usual, so it was becoming difficult to ignore her. After a particular comment about him never having been with a woman, John growled at her and got up to put his plate away, then went back to his room.
John slept until noon the next day. It being a Saturday and not having a job, he didn't have any places he needed to be. He finished translating the passage he needed to summon a demon. Luckily, he thought to check the book for an index and discovered that it was much easier to translate and figure out the pages he needed to read from there. The Latin instructions were not overly hard for him to understand. The instructions mostly indicated what he would need to perform a spell. The spell incantation itself was more like a song than actual words. He spent an hour last night rereading the incantation until it rolled off his tongue easily. He had read somewhere that if you stumbled through a spell it could be catastrophic for the caster.
Making himself a quick lunch (PB&J), he headed out to get the few things he would need for the summoning. When he was leaving, he noticed his mom's car was gone, she probably took his sister shopping, which they did at least once or twice a month. Since the page he read said to use the spell at night, he had time before he could summon a demon. He rode his bike to some local stores and gathered the supplies he needed. It is a small college town, so it only took him an hour to get to the shops in town. If he had a car, it would have only taken fifteen minutes to get there, he thought to himself. His mom usually took his sister to the mall in the neighboring town so he was thankful there was no chance he would run into them as he shopped for the necessary supplies. Getting the supplies, he needed did not take him too long. The spell calls for candles, chalk, rose petals, silver, salt, sulfur and lavender. John knows that there is a container of salt in the house so he did not worry about getting it and as for the silver, he figures he will just borrow some silver jewelry from his mother. After getting the rest of the ingredients John rode his bike back home balancing the bags on his handlebars. Five minutes from his home, John saw his neighbor as he was passing by.
His neighbor Emi is a petite Japanese girl. She is a year older than him and attends the same university. She has long midnight black hair that shines in the sunlight. She has snow white skin that contrasts nicely with her dark hair. She is petite, but has the body of a person who is very active and fit. One might describe it as having the body of an athlete or gymnast.
Emi was out in her yard tending to the little garden she kept. It was Japanese in style with the gravel base and plants strategically placed in a pleasing manner around a koi pond. The pond itself was nicely done with stones ringing the edge and a waterfall made of large flat stones that kept fresh water flowing in. Her and her family lived two houses down from John and had only moved in a year ago. When they had first arrived, John had gone over while she was feeding the koi, but when he stepped into the garden, she got upset and yelled in Japanese and English. John surmised that she was bilingual, but slipped to her native tongue when upset. He had seen his aunt, who was from Italy, do the same thing when she was angry. He had no clue what she was saying for the most part, but got the sense that she did not want him around from the few English words she used. Since then, Emi has been standoffish with him, always giving him a scowl as if remembering how he had intruded on her shrine-like garden. She looked up as he drove by and sure enough she was scowling at him as he passed by. She was nice enough when other people were around but other than that she never really talked to him much. It was a shame that they had gotten off on the wrong foot that first day, because John thought she was very cute and secretly had a little crush on her. If it was not for his shyness, he would have tried approaching her again, but perhaps the demon would be able to help with his confidence, he mused to himself.
Pushing the cute Asian out of his head John focused on how he would get into the house and upstairs without any of his family seeing him. He need not have worried. As he rode up to his house he noticed that his mother and sister are still out. Breathing a sigh of relief John unlocked his door and relocked it behind him, then made his way upstairs to his room. When he got there, he hid the items in his closet in case his mom came into his room when she got home. Pushing the bag underneath a pile of clothes he had shoved into a corner of it. It would have been hard to explain all of the odd items. John went back downstairs and after rummaging through a few of the cabinets found the container of salt. John tucked it under his arm and grabbed a banana. Riding his bike into town and back had made him hungry and John figured he would satiate his hunger so he would be less miserable waiting for dinner. After depositing the salt and banana onto his bed, John made his way to his Mother's room. It was easy enough for him to find the silver necklace and earing set John and his sister had gotten for her on her last birthday. John went back to his room and stowed the salt and jewelry into the closet. John then figured he would surf the internet while he waited.
