What Lies Beneath - Sex Stories

What Lies Beneath

... he sat in the living room and started watching TV with her. She was immediately suspicious. &#034What are you doing? You know I'm going to be watching The Walking Dead tonight. I don't care if Wrestlemania is on. You know I always watch my shows.&#034 &#034Yeah, I didn't want to talk you about the TV.&#034 he said, ignoring her barb about Wrestlemania. When they were younger, he had heard some of his friends talking excitedly about Wrestlemania, so he begged and pleaded his Mom and s****r for the TV the night it was on. That was back in the day when there was only one TV in any house, and he was mortally embarrassed to see grown men acting like cartoon characters in ridiculous costumes. &#034Remember what we talked about last week? Getting you to open up and make friends?&#034 he asked her quietly. &#034Yeah, I've thought about it too.&#034 she admitted, muting the inevitable ads between shows. He had ignored the taunt, so obviously he wanted to talk about this seriously. &#034I've decided that I feel okay with the fact I don't make friends easily.&#034 she said, finally. &#034Do you?&#034 he asked. &#034Aren't you even a little bit lonely?&#034 He looked her in the eye. &#034Miranda, talk to me. You can trust me. I'm your big b*****r.&#034 &#034Oh, Marcus, what do you want me to say? That I'm heartbroken that nobody is going to ask me to the Prom?&#034 she said bitterly. &#034Well, guess what, I'm glad none of those idiots we go to school with have ever shown interest in ...

... me. They can have their bimbo airhead sluts, too.&#034 she sniffed. &#034And you would never stoop to their level.&#034 he said, nodding knowingly. &#034But still, surely you wonder, well, what it would be like... to have boyfriend? To try some of the stuff like they do? Surely you must know they enjoy it.&#034 &#034What, you mean kissing and stuff? God no!&#034 she said, giggling. &#034I mean,, yeah, I think about it sometimes, but not, well, you know, too much.&#034 &#034I know what you mean.&#034 he said. &#034If I think about it too much, it gets all...&#034 he gestured at his groin, &#034Then I have to... you know.&#034 She giggled again. &#034You still do that? Even after all the girls you've been with?&#034 &#034Not every girl goes all the way.&#034 he said truthfully. &#034Most of them only go partway and suck it, and some of them I've been with just finish me off with their hand, but the worst are the teases. They let me feel them all up, I even get my hands under their shirt and bra. One girl even got me out of my pants, after we'd been making out for well over an hour, then changed her mind and asked me to take her home. I was harder than I ever had been before, because she was so pretty and led me on like that... I was in a bad way, if you know what I mean. I just won't be dating Cindy Crossman ever again.&#034 &#034What did you do?&#034 Miranda asked, breathless. This was the most she'd ever talked about sex in her life. She'd read everything she could find, but ...