Set up 2 Fall - Sex Stories

Set up 2 Fall

... she didn't want to face anyone more than she wanted to get something to eat, so she just stayed put. Andy Wackerman brought her a tray from the cafeteria ten minutes after the bell, and old Mrs. Connelly, the librarian, allowed him to bring it to Carla's table, having been informed of the girl's plight. He sat with her so she wouldn't have to eat alone, and she was grateful for the company, even though she didn't know him very well. “Aren't you afraid of me?” she asked, after all the small talk had been exhausted. “You know, because I'm bleeding?” Andy shrugged. “I have an older sister who's in college this year.” he said. “She showed me all that stuff girls have to go through. I'm not scared of a little blood.” “Thanks, Andy.” she said, leaning forward. “”It means a lot to know that I have one friend.” “Is that all I am? A friend?” he asked. “I was hoping for more.” “I only just met you five minutes ago!” she protested. “How are you supposed to be more than a friend already?” “Because I haven't kissed you yet.” he grinned. “I'd like to take care of that right now, if you don't mind.” “You want to kiss me?” she asked, a little breathlessly. “More than anything.” he told her. “You're the prettiest girl in this whole school. Would you let me do that? Would you let me kiss you?” “Not in the Library.” she said, blushing. She glanced down at her lap, then back up at him. “I don't feel very pretty right now, either.” “I know something else my sister told me, too.” he said ...

... confidentially. “She told me that when she was bleeding, the most frustrating thing about the whole ordeal was that she was horny the whole time, and no man would want to touch her when she was dirty like that.” “Yes!” Carla blurted, then blushed. “I probably shouldn't have told you that.” “I can keep a secret.” he told her. “Me and my sister have loads of secrets.” She looked at him queerly and laughed. “After the kinds of conversations you told me you had with her, I bet you two DO have a load of secrets.” “Our secrets are just about things we said.” he told her. “Our secrets are about things we did.” “You did things with your sister?” she whispered. “What kinds of things?” “Secret things.” he said confidentially. “We did things when she was bleeding.” he told her, licking his lips suggestively. Carla looked both horrified and intrigued at the same time. “That's... Whoa.” she said softly. Andy grinned at her, and she blanched. “You want to do that to me?” she gasped. “If you would let me.” he said, hope lighting up his face. “Andy, I- No, we can't do that!” she said, closing her mouth. “That's disgusting!” “No, it's not, honest!” he said, looking over his shoulder for the elderly Librarian. The coast remained clear, as she was still in her office, eating her own lunch. “Emily loves it, and she gets me to do it every time, now! She says it helps it end quicker, too.” She looked at him askance. “Are you sure?” She had a very skeptical expression in her eyes, but ready to hear more ...