Penny's Questions, And Her Kisses, Started It All - Sex Stories

Penny's Questions, And Her Kisses, Started It All

... that’s over twelve years old. Otherwise we might never have had this… uh…conversation.” I kissed Penny again and asked, “Do you like this kind of talking as much as I do?” She pulled away, slightly, and averted her eyes, “Nobody’s ever kissed me like that, Donnie. Nobody’s ever asked me to kiss them, either. The only two boyfriends I’ve ever had only gave me little kisses and started trying to feel me up.” She reached under the water and brushed her hand against the swelling inside my trunks, “I guess I had this same effect on them, though. Do you just want to get inside my panties, too?” “That was a question, Penny, but before I insist on another kiss, I’ll tell you this; I do not lie. Hell, my mom has told people that George Washington could take ‘honesty’ lessons from me. “I have to tell you I’m really surprised about all this. We’ve known each other for, what… six or seven years? You’ve always been friendly and nice, and I’ll tell you this… if I’d known you could kiss this good, I damn sure wouldn’t have waited this long to start. “Now, if you’ll give me one more kiss, I’ll answer your question, honestly.” Penny was a little hesitant, but she slowly leaned into my lips. Two minutes later, I pushed her away and told her, “I’d really be lying if I said I didn’t want to get into your panties. But I can’t believe how my head is reeling right now. All I want is to never let you out of my arms. “I must sound kind of crazy, but somehow, I think I just fell head over heels for ...

... you… and it shakes me up a little. I never expected this.” “You want to get out of here and go someplace we can talk without all these kids watching the big kids k-i-s-s-i-n-g?” “Yeah, but that was a question; you owe me.” Gary came to the dressing room as I was drying and getting back into my clothes. He claimed he needed to take a piss, but I think he was just making a point to be a smart ass, “Way to go, Don, ol’ buddy. I saw you makin’ out with the freak. You gonna tap that easy piece tonight?” Until I stood and towered over Gary, I never realized how offensive the term ‘freak’ was. I had never used it when referring to Penny, but I never objected to the other guys saying it, either. Now I felt sick at the sound of it; it was different… “Gary, you’re my friend. I want you to stay my friend, but if I ever hear you call Penny a freak again, I’ll bust your face up so bad people will be calling you that; you understand me, old buddy?” So… we drove to Sonic and bought some cherry limeades. We sat in her car and I absolutely hated the large arm rest between the seats. Each time she took a draw on the straw, I wondered what her lips would feel like on my dick. “Don, I want to ask you something.” I touched my fingers to my lips and told her, “You know the deal.” Our faces met in the middle, above the arm rest. Just before we parted, she bit my lip. “OUCH! Why’d you do that?” “I have a secret, Donnie. I’m really a vampire and I needed to get a taste of your blood before this goes ...