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I stepped out of our porch, suitcase in hand, as the breeze blew through my hair. My parents had moved me out to a small mountain town in Colorado. Something about Making new friends and connections. I found it all to be bullshit honestly as I went upstairs to put my things away. I didn’t want new friends or a new town. I wanted MY friends. My old house that was right across the street from the liquor shop that me and my friends would hit up every weekend. It's not fair or fun as they said it would be. Looking at the town it's really not much scenery. Must be a poor town. I bet the people here are just as basic and run down as this town. I quit staring at the pitiful sight outside of my window, my gaze falling on a group of boys in the street. A fat kid, a ginger with fluffy ass curls, a kid in an orange parka and a ravenette. For a dusty little nobody he doesn't look half bad… Whatever! I snap myself out of whatever trance I was in and begin to finish unpacking the rest of my things, putting them in their respectable places. Not much in this room but a bed, desk, and closet. It needs some decorating. I'll probably head to the store after school and buy a few things.
The first day was… something. The boy in the parka approached me and said he liked my tits and introduced himself as ‘kenny mccormick’ kissed my hand then walked off, after giving me his number of course. Now this was fucking weird yet a small part of me liked it and wanted to text him, so i did. I know this sounds cringe as fuck like a romcom or something but this is my life now i guess. I hated myself for texting a boy in such a low class, especially someone I just met who obviously only wanted my body. I hated how we met up that night and I hated how he smelled like cigarettes and whiskey. What I hated the most was the fact I let him stare and I let him stare the whole time we talked and how I kind of enjoyed the attention. Even if he was just a brokie.
I stood there with him, we were in some dungy dark alley, he was drunk off his fucking mind holding the half empty bottle in his hand that i swore he had just opened. I myself was completely disgusted by the setting, offering to go back to my house just to get out of here. He agreed, rather happily. Cute. I led the way back to my place, I would have bought my car with me, but I'd rather not get the seats dirty. Nothing against him. But he's gonna have to wait until I go shopping for him. I open the door to my house using the house keys that I keep on my keychain to open the door. I step inside the warmth of the house pulling me in. I turn around to where Kenny stumbles over his feet grabbing onto my arm for support with his cold fingers. I shivered at the touch face going red, was the poor boy really getting me nervous without even trying?
I let him take a shower since he really needed it, letting him use my dads clothes. My parents were out and when they got back they'd be too drunk to notice. When he got out his hair was wet and oh god the way the tight tank top clung to his chest and the pj pants barely falling off his hip. I was flustered all over again even though he was a disheveled mess. He sat next to me on my bed still too drunk to realize what he was doing as he kissed me. My eyes widen as a blush of red runs up from my neck to my face. In a daze I kissed him back, hand going to his less greasy than usual blonde hair. My lips part from each other but before I could even reminisce on my first kiss Kenny closes the gap between us. His tongue delving inside. I could feel him smirk against my lip. Kenny's other hand slid down to the small of my back, pressing our bodies flush together as he plundered my mouth with a growing hunger.
Pleasurable whimpers and breathy little moans spilled from my lips, muffled by Kenny's dominant mouth and swallowed greedily by the inexperienced boy. The sounds only served to inflame Kenny's desire, his own arousal growing with each passing second. I could feel his heart pounding against my chest, matching the rapid beating of my own as the kiss turned more heated and passionate.
Kenny eventually pulled back, breaking the kiss with a wet sound. He gazed down at me with a look of pure male satisfaction, taking in the sight before him, kiss-swollen lips and the glazed, lust-drunk expression in his blue eyes. A deep chuckle rumbled up from his chest as he murmured,
"Fuck, you're a natural, baby. Such a quick learner... and so responsive." His voice was low and rough with arousal. "I can't wait to see what other noises I can pull out of you tonight."
His hand slid lower, cupping the curve of my ass and giving it a firm squeeze. He pulled me impossibly closer, leaving no doubt about the growing bulge in his jeans. Kenny leaned in to nuzzle into the side of my neck, his lips and teeth grazing over the sensitive skin as he murmured,
“You taste fucking wonderful…”