Illyria & Jesse pt.1 - Sex Stories

Illyria & Jesse pt.1

I walked through the crowd of kids, silently greeting people I knew. The music was blaring and I think I saw close to twenty people already making out. Chrissy, my best friend, grabbed my arm. “Hey!” She smiled. Chrissy was about 5’3, brown eyes, had black hair and a petite body. She was the definition of girly-girl, the complete opposite of me. “Hey. You seen Noah?” I asked. “Ugh,” Chrissy threw her hands up, “sorry, hun. Nah. I know he’s here though.” I gave her a nod and walked to the kitchen. A bunch of guys I knew called out to me. “Aye! It’s Illyria!” Gavin exclaimed. “Sup, G-man,” I gave him a nod. “How are you?” “Even better now that you’re here.” One of the guys, Zach, stepped up. He punched my shoulder and I punched him back. Zach…. Er, he was cute but I only saw him as a friend. Now most people are saying ‘what the hell? If he’s cute, fuck him!’ Hell nah. That isn’t me. Shit, dating Noah is out of my line of work. And no fucking way am I some slut, no. My name’s Illyria. For all of you lost people, yeah, I’m named after a character from the show Angel . Sadly, I don't have blue hair... Mah. I’m 5’6, my left eye is green and my right is blue-ish silver, my natural hair color is brown but I have red and blonde dyed into it, got C-cup breasts and nice hips, I’m pretty much every guy’s dream. No, not like the fantasy dream. As in I’m not a girly-girl, I get any nasty jokes, I’m down-to-earth and fuck, I don’t even bitch! Hard to believe, huh? Yeah. I’m a senior in ...

... high school, pretty popular and most people like me--most. “Hey, Zach.” I said. “Sup. If you’re looking for Noah, he’s out back. Tryna get yo’ freak on, girl?” He smirked. “Hah! Like hell. I’m dating an average jock who goes through more girls than Gavin.” Gavin heard my comment and huffed. I felt someone standing behind me like, just, like behind me. I whirled around and there was Jesse Lazar, the most popular guy at school and one of my friends. “Hey, Jess,” I patted his strong chest. “How ya doing?” “Fine,” he said, looking down at me. “Zach, why did you let her over here? She’s making every guy’s dick shoot up.” “Uh…..” Zach was dumbfounded. “It’s good. Oh and I know. You can’t get anything sexier than this. I’ll catch y’all later.” I chuckled. They said goodbye to me and I walked to the backyard. Noah’s backyard was like, two acres, which was common where we lived. Once again, I know what some people are thinking: am I some snobby, rich, white kid? I am a rich, white kid but I don’t have to tell the whole world. However, that snobby shit ain’t me. Anywho, I knew where Noah would be if he was in back here. Noah’s my boyfriend with a hot body, black hair and is pretty damn popular. At our school, there was a ranking for how popular you were, falling 1-10. If I had to say for myself, I’d fall at 9. But Noah, he came to 10. He was third most popular guy at school, next to Gavin and Jesse. I continued walking through my fellow classmates, stopping every once in a while to greet ...