Preface:
This story starts out slow, but I promise it will get better. These first few chapters serve to introduce the main characters, and there's no sexual content for a while after the prologue. It's not a stroke story that's over and done with in fifteen minutes. Take your time and enjoy the story. This story is edited by Xipper, and I'd like to give them the recognition they deserve for helping me write this. Part 2 will be better, I promise.
Please stick it through to the bitter end, I promise things will get hotter in the coming chapters.
Prologue:
Peter sighed contentedly and flashed a smile at the girl in his arms. The girl grinned back up at him, her eyes shined, with the glimmer only youthful joy can, and betrayed the unspoken affection she felt for her lover. Slowly lowering his mouth to meet hers, Peter brought their lips together and put every last ounce of emotion within his body into this kiss. She felt her heart skid at the powerful emotion she sensed flowing into her through his embrace, and as she melted into Peter's arms he gently began to prod his tongue through her lips. Exploring the mouth of his lover, as he had so many times before, Peter relished in the warmth and love he felt radiating from her body. It had been quite the journey to get to this point, but it was well worth the taxing struggle for the feeling of absolute bliss coursing through his veins.
"Come on baby," she husked eagerly, "let's take this to the bedroom and we can really show each other how much we love each other."
Her body shaking with excitement, she led Peter into the bedroom without ever letting go of his hands. Laying down on the bed and looking him in the eyes, she began to gracefully strip the clothes off her body. Once her skirt was on the floor, Peter could clearly see her panties were practically dripping wet.
"I'm soooo hot for you Pete, come fuck me stud!" she pleaded with the glimmer still shining in her eyes.
"Whatever you want love, I'd do anything for you!" Peter stated adoringly.
Now completely naked, her cleanly shaven pussy shone in the moonlight coming from the window.
"Should I close the window?" he asked.
"No, leave it. How kinky is it that someone might look through it and see us like this!" she exclaimed excitedly, "Now... hurry up and fuck me!"
"Always." Peter managed to stammer out.
Chapter 1:
"Peter, wake UP!" my mom yelled from down the stairs.
Groggily I rubbed my eyes, opened them, and looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand to the right of my bed. 7:47.
"You're LATE Peter, you need to be on the way to school in ten minutes!" she screamed.
I managed to wake myself up enough to yell back "I know mom, sorry I overslept."
Frowning, I briefly wondered why my alarm clock hadn't gone off at the usual time, but I quickly decided to forget it for now, figuring I'd have more time to think about it when I wasn't in a huge rush to get to school on time. Even though I was now a senior, and had turned 18 over the summer, I doubted that the School's strict principal, Mr. Richards, would have any pity on me if I was late for homeroom. See, my high school was one of those "Break the rules and we'll make an example out of you" type of schools, and they made examples out of a LOT of people.
After pulling on a clean tee-shirt from my dresser, and sliding into the same jeans I wore yesterday, I practically ran into my sister on the way down the stairs. Although she was 10 months younger than me, my sister still liked to play the role of the innocent little sister.
"Watch out Pete, you almost knocked me down the stairs!" Katie said. "You wouldn't want to kill your baby sister now, would you?" she added with a wink.
"Well sometimes when you sing in the shower-", I jabbed playfully.
It was a dead lie, Katie was quite good at singing, and she knew it.
"Hmm, maybe I'll make you WALK to school for that one! Asshole." She tossed back, grinning.
"Let's just get in the car," I said checking my watch. 7:55. "School starts in five minutes, we're going to be late."
Giggling, Katie started to walk outside to our car. We both called inside to say goodbye to mom, and I made my way to the driver's seat (Hey, I'm older and that means I can do whatever I want!) as Katie hopped into the passenger seat I couldn't help but noticing her cleavage practically hanging from her VERY low cut V neck shirt.
'Shit... those are NICE.' I thought.
'Damn it Peter, snap out of it. That's your fucking SISTER!'
Even as I scolded myself for thinking of my sister like that, I had to admit that my sister was exceedingly hot. Her ass cupped perfectly in any pair of jeans she wore, and her blonde hair that barely graced her shoulders elegantly framed her model like face. I knew for a fact that her tits were amazing, being her brother. She was also a cheerleader, so she got a real kick out of wearing short skirts and flirting with guys. Many of the guys at school tried to get in her pants, but she never seemed to act serious with anyone, or, at least, in front of me she didn't.
Because we lived about two blocks from the school Katie and I got there two minutes later. Stating that we'd see each other at home, we dashed off to our individual lockers to grab our books for the day. I could hear my friends going through the typical routine chatter that went on before homeroom in the background,
"Hey, did you do the homework for Jessel's?"
"Damn dude, I've got Quint first period."
"Today is the day we've got lunch together, right?"
Grabbing my accounting notebook and a pencil I walked over to the indoor bench where all my friends gathered to talk and moan about how bad the rest of our school day would be. As they turned the corner I saw some lucky guy walking towards us holding hands with Alexis Highton, resident babe of our school. As they got close I saw it was my friend Mike, and he had a smug grin on his face as he walked past, definitely wanted to gloat about his apparent score.
