Isabelle: Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Isabelle: Chapter 2

... “Called it!” Rob exclaimed. Isabelle looked up at me and smiled. “What, you did not know?” she giggled. “As in ami, or petit ami?” I asked, meaning friend, or boyfriend. “Ami,” she said, erupting in laughter. My heart seemed to sink inside my chest as she laughed at the confusion, her head still laying on my chest. “What?” Rob asked. “In a friendly way,” I answered not showing the disappointment in my voice. “Damn,” Rob said, a little frustrated. Isabelle giggled her cute, infectious laugh, vibrating my chest with her sweet, gentle voice. “So, what do you guys want to do?” she asked, seeming to get more comfortable on my chest. “To the basement!” Kyle said, pointing his finger in front of him as he led us all out of his room and to the basement. We walked down the stair cases carefully, reaching the basement with a sigh of relief. Once again, there was one too many of us for the sofas available so Isabelle sat on my lap, her legs and head hanging off the sides of the armrests. Kyle turned on the playstation with a new game and Aaron and Rob played first while Kyle went up to the kitchen to bring us some soda. When he returned, Amanda was in his arms, carrying the sodas and he almost stumbled a couple of times, but safely let her down. She kicked Robby out of one of the chairs so he just sat on the floor in front of the TV while Kyle and Amanda snuggled up with each other, pulling a blanket over themselves. Isabelle was distracted by my shirt while I glared intently at the TV ...

... screen, watching Aaron and Rob race cars completely stoned. Soon, Isabelle’s fingers found their way up to my hoodie strings, toying with them while she continued to stared at my hoodie, which really had no designs on it, it was just a regular blue hoodie with a few buttons on the top. “What?” I asked her, grabbing one of the strings from her hand. “Rien,” she replied with a cute smile, which meant “nothing” “FUCK!” Aaron yelled suddenly, making Isabelle gasp. Apparently he completely totaled his car and it was Isabelle’s turn now. She sat upon my lap and took hold of the controller. “I don’t know how to play this game,” she said. “Here, I’ll help,” I replied, taking her small, warm hands in mine and showing her each of the controllers while the other cars zoomed by the city streets. “How do you make it stop?” she asked in a soft whisper, “Like this,” I responded, moving her finger to the corresponding button. “I wish it was that simple,” I thought to myself as my feelings for Isabelle became nearly unbearable. She ended up playing for quite a while as she moved around in my lap. I really wished she didn’t do that so well, her ass felt so good on me. I had a raging boner by the time she totaled her car and I was almost shaking. The worst part is that she could tell it was there from the thinness her tight yoga pants and she just kept moving like it was nothing. “Either I’m completely in the friend zone or she is in to me,” I concluded. I wanted so badly to just tell her what ...