High School Girls - Sex Stories

High School Girls

... hope you're using protection." Protection? It implied something his mind could not grasp. "I... I love you, Mom." he said, and he headed upstairs. He saw Jack's door close quickly. He didn't care. His mom's words, were a small spark in an ocean of darkness. He had a plan for tomorrow, and it was a life ring that he was desperately clinging to. If it didn't pan out, then... "I love you too, Jo. Freshen up, and we'll have supper." *** "Sammy, check it out, I got my answers all right on my test! I got a scratch'n sniff sticker!" "Not now, Cherise. I have to make a call." It was after supper, and Sam couldn't wait anymore. His folks were downstairs watching TV, and after admiring Cherise's test he shooed her out of his room. He picked up his cell and punched the numbers in. Joe answered. "Joe... jeez. Oh man. I don't know where to begin." "I fucked a guy, Sam." Sam dropped the cell phone. Cursing, he picked it up. "You what?" "Fucked a guy." What do you say to that? His mouth opened and before he realized he was saying it, said it. "I fucked Dana." There was silence. Then, "Come again?" Fuck. "We had sex." He rushed on. "It was purely accidental. But I found out..." "Wait. How the hell do you have accidental sex?" The girl's voice on the other end was both perplexed and annoyed. "How do you even have sex as a girl with another girl? Are you a lesbian now?" "Look, never mind, I found out that you were right all along. Dana.." "Darren." "Darren doesn't exist anymore, Joe. It's ...

... just you and me." The words felt heavy coming out, and he felt his heart sink. "She never had any plans to help us out, Joe. It's up to us now." "I... may have an idea." Joe's voice sounded dull and tinny over the phone. "Great! Let's hear it." Sam was worried that Joe might want to talk about sex, and despite blurting out that he and Dana had done it, he didn't want to discuss it. It was embarrassing. His pussy twitched with recollection. "...Is Dana there?" "Um, no... Dana and I... we..." Sam sighed. "We argued. It was bad. I left." "Fine." Joe's voice was uncaring. "He doesn't want to go back anyhow. Meet me tomorrow in the town square, by the fountain." "Tomorrow? It's a school day!" Joe's voice grew annoyed. "What's more important to you, Sam, skipping a day of school or getting your dick back?" "Touche." Sam winced. "Two-chay?" Sam smiled. Some things hadn't changed. "I'll see you there." "9 am". Click. Sam stared at the phone. That had been terse. Awkward. Again he felt that something was terribly wrong, but surrounded by the bedlam of his own life, he simply couldn't put his finger on it. *** Chapter 9 *** The day dawned, promising to be scorcher. Only the cool breeze coming down off the mountain gave any illusion of relief. Sam had dressed as usual, taking a lunch but otherwise leaving his bag behind, instead placing it, and his fully charged cell phone, into his purse. He was starting to appreciate its usefulness despite being offput by its girliness. But today he was ...