Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... known her, even more so in high school as they were all learning to appreciate the female form. She was certainly a good-looking gal, but that’s probably where the good ended, her proclivities and personality left a lot to be desired. To say that she played the field would be an immense understatement. Sylvia got around, and she was not kind when it came to moving on. She’d broken many a heart in her time at high school.

“Tom, I know we haven’t really talked much, but I want to change that. Maybe we can get together for a while next weekend at the Wilding. You ARE going, aren’t you?” Sylvia asked still holding the sweet smile and batting her eyelashes.

“The… the Wilding?” Tom asked, confused a little by the question.

“Yeah, silly. Everyone goes to the Wilding, the big barn dance and bonfire. You have to come too.” Sylvia almost pleaded as she rocked slightly from side to side twisting her torso.

“I don’t know, it depends on if my pa will let me go or not. I’ve never been before…” He trailed off apologetically, embarrassed actually.

“Please try. I’d love to… see you… there.” Sylvia said, gushing with girlish charm, but fire in her eyes the belied the seeming innocence she was projecting for Tom.

Tom nodded, dumbly as Sylvia backed away still smiling as she was joined by the other two girls. They turned as one and headed out the exit doors. Tom was still watching them warily with a bit of a frown on his face as Lee returned to his side, also watching the ...

... three other girls leave the building.

“What was that all about?” Lee wondered out loud, not really asking Tom.

Tom turned to her and seeing her pretty face also reflecting a hint of suspicion, simply shrugged. They both resumed walking towards the exit. As they pushed through the doors, finally, Tom held it open for Lee to walk through. She smiled demurely, nodding her head in thanks and blushing slightly.

Deeny saw her sister exit the building. That she was with that boy Tom Branson, made her frown for some reason. Perhaps it was the memory of his father and nearly getting raped by him that had soured her towards the boy, she didn’t think about it though. She shook her head and leaned her head back on the seat and looked up at the headliner of the car’s roof and blew out in frustration. With her left hand she blew the old Chevy’s horn to speed her sister along.

At the sound of the horn blaring not twenty feet away, Lee looked up startled at first then grimaced with irritation when she spotted the old blue Chevy and her sister beckoning her to hurry up. Tom had looked up at the sound as well, then back to Lee and for a moment she could have sworn he was blushing a little too.

“Well, I’d better get going.” He said smiling meekly at Lee before heading down the walk towards his bus.

He was still walking when he noticed that his bus had already began pulling away and be began running. It was too late though, slowing to a walk, he hung his head and slung his books ...