"Beware of him...he's always horny."
That's what the new chick heard on her first
day at the
bar. She looked at the
guy, and nodded. She knew the signs, even though she was a virgin. That
guy was worth spilling her first on.
He was
hot.
She kept looking, until he spun to face her. Smiling, he jumped off the stool, muscles rippling like any weightlifter's.
He handed her a drink, and she accepted, trying her first attempt at seducing guys. He grinned, like he knew she was a new one. He liked those, because they could be handled rough and never know it.
After he got her
drunk, she began to wonder if she'd done the wrong
thing. But never mind. Her
parents weren't home.
She barely felt him carrying her into a car.
The car
door slammed, but the engine didn't rev. She saw him in the darkness, smiling at her.
"Girl, you make me so horny."
She grinned, satisfied at her decision.
He grabbed her
skirt and yanked it off, feeling her, pressing
hard. She moaned when he tucked something into her mouth. She tasted and smiled.
When she had licked a dozen times, he put her on top of him.
The girl whooped as she felt it, a rush of pain and satisfaction. What was the term?
She forgot, for he began pulling at her. She pulled back, and they were entangled like that till morning.
She pulled on her
skirt. "Call me."
He laughed and drove off, knowing he wouldn't be doing that. He'd other girls to tackle.
She sighed and went away, suddenly remembering the word.
Orgasm.