An Unexpected Lover Ch. 4

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After that night with Kevin, I thought things would be wonderful forever, I was wrong though. For the next two weeks, Kevin and I stole every moment possible together fucking, sucking, and groping each other to multiple orgasms. More than one afternoon was spent at work with my pussy still twitching randomly after my orgasm. Just like everything else, this good thing came to an end shortly after our first time together, but not in a way I would have ever guessed it would happen; leading me to two new unexpected lovers . . . Kevin was such a “good boy” that he volunteered to help out at the local Boy Scout Camp for the last two weeks of July. Knowing I wasn’t going to see him was heart breaking for me. When you are only 17 and you are in love, a moment apart is too much. I hated the time he was going to be gone and resented him for still going and leaving me alone and bored. After Kevin had been gone for about a week, one of my friends came back from the camp Kevin was supposed to have been working at and told me that he wasn’t there. Another friend said he had seen Kevin with another girl at the water park on the other side of town. Because he was supposed to be out of town, I never tried to call him or went by Kevin’s house. The nail in the coffin, so to speak, was when I called the pay phone number Kevin had given me for the camp and was told that there was no one named Kevin up there. Rather than worrying about where Kevin was, I was pissed he lied to me. Being young and stupid, I decided to get revenge for him “deserting” me and go have some fun with my friends. I went cruising on the local drag in my Jeep with my friends all week. We played our music too loud, flirted with every boy we saw, and stayed out too late. Even though I played like I was having fun, my heart wasn’t really in it. My friend Denise got sick and tired of me being so mopey and made me come out with her Saturday night. “Emma, I know you’re pissed that Kevin’s gone, but you can’t just sit here and wait for him to come home. David (her boyfriend) has some really cool friends, why don’t you just come and hang out with us tonight and get your mind off everything?” I begrudgingly replied “Fine, if you’ll get off my back about it, I will.” Even though I acted like I didn’t want to go, I had met a few of David’s istanbul travesti friends in the past and they were all pretty hot. Being without Kevin for almost two weeks had made me pretty horny and my fingers weren’t cutting it any more. I needed to get laid and I was getting ready to throw myself at the next guy who offered. I made sure that I would get the offers I wanted as I got ready. I chose my shortest and tightest jean shorts and a tight low cut tank top. My 34B breasts were nicely tanned from the summer sun and looked positively heavenly busting out from the tank top. I rubbed my Victoria’s Secret glitter lotion into my exposed skin to make my skin twinkle in the light. Stepping into my 4” high sandals, I checked myself out in the mirror and thought I looked pretty hot. I was ready for the night. Denise and Dave got to my house around 8 and we walked the few streets over to where the party was. My parents were out of town so the plan was for Denise and Dave to crash at my house when the night was over so no one had to drive if they were too drunk. The party was being held at this guy Matt’s house, he was a few years older than me, but I remembered him from high school. There was quite a lot of eye candy in the house, at least for me. Just about every guy in the house was in good shape with six pack abs and no girlfriends. Most of them had their shirts off and some sort of alcoholic beverage in their hands. “Hi! Have a shot.” A random attractive guy said as he handed me a paper cup filled with something that was green in color. I looked at Dave and raised my eyebrow questioningly. “That’s just Chris, he likes to play bartender sometimes, but he’s safe.” Dave said lifting his cup to mine. “Go ahead and drink it, you’ll survive; you may not remember the rest of the night, but you’ll survive.” I took the shot and was surprised at how good it tasted. Every time Chris passed by with the tray, I grabbed another. It didn’t take long till I was feeling a good buzz going on. I noticed how cute Chris was, and hoped it wasn’t the shots making him look so cute. He was about 6’ tall with dark hair and striking emerald green eyes. His shorts indicated he had played lacrosse for the local catholic boy’s high school nearby, which would be why I had never met him. Around three istanbul travestileri hours and at least 10 shots later, I worked up the nerve to introduce myself to Chris. “Hey, I’m Emma and I wanted to let you know you make some pretty good shots.” Chris looked up at me and raised one of his eyebrows. “Are you being serious or just hitting on me.” He said teasing me. I turned bright red as I blushed. Raising my eyes to his, I felt butterflies in my stomach. “I was being serious.” I said, faking being offended. “Damn.” Chris said. “I really hoped you were hitting on me.” I didn’t think it was possible for me to turn any more red, but my cheeks felt like they were on fire and the butterflies in my stomach felt like they were on speed. I forced a pretty sad sounding laugh and attempted to retreat from the kitchen. “Well, thanks for the chat; I’m going to go back to the party. You have a good night, bye.” I said trying to exit gracefully, but failing miserably. “I’m really surprised we haven’t met yet. Is this your first ‘Matt’ party?” Chris asked. “Yeah, this is the first time I’ve been here.” I said as I turned around to face Chris again. “Dave is dating a friend of mine and they drug me along because I’ve been moping around the house for two weeks.” “Why in the world would a beautiful sexy goddess like you be moping?” Chris said walking around the kitchen island to get closer to me. “It’s my boyfriend, he said he had to go be a volunteer at some camp for three weeks, but I found out from other friends that he’s not even there.” I blurted out. “Wow, that’s horrible. I can’t believe he would do that to you. Have you two been together long?” Chris asked brushing the hair away from my face. “No; we’ve only been together two weeks, but still. Why did he have to lie to me?” I said, my voice growing raspy as I fought back tears. Chris leaned in closer to brush the tears away from my face. Cupping my face in his hands, he leaned in and kissed the tip of my nose. “No girl as beautiful as you should be crying over some asshole that doesn’t even have the sense to appreciate her.” I blushed and a small smile broke out. “Now then young lady, enough of those tears. I don’t want to see you doing anything but smiling for the rest of the night.” Chris handed me another shot as I got travesti istanbul up from the kitchen. Drinking it quickly, the alcohol began to overtake my system and I felt flushed and giggly all of a sudden. I must have drunk it too quickly because some of the shot dribbled from my mouth on to the tops of my breasts. Giggling as the cold liquor hit my hot skin, I looked up to see Chris’ green eyes locked on mine. “Hey! No spilling; that’s alcohol abuse.” Chris said as he leaned down and licked the shot off my skin. As his hot tongue ran along my sticky sweaty flesh, I felt goose bumps rise on my skin. All of a sudden, I felt cold and my nipples grew hard. My panties grew moist as Chris began to suck and nibble on my breasts. I quickly pulled away from him, in a combination of shock and guilt. I may have been angry at Kevin, but I was the type of girl who was faithful, at least I was until this night. A few hours passed, filled with multiple shots handed to me by Chris and an increasing intoxication. Around midnight, the party had dwindled down to about 10 people, mostly couples who would break off from the group occasionally to go fuck or fool around in one of the many bedrooms in the house. I wandered out into the backyard to join the group around the bonfire. Shortly after I sat down, Chris walked out of the kitchen and sat directly across the fire from me. As the flames licked the humid summer air, Chris’ eyes sparkled in the firelight. I felt my own fire burning as I remembered the feeling of Chris’ tongue on my skin earlier that night. The eight or so of us around the fire were passing a fifth of Jack Daniels around, adding to my already intoxicated demeanor. I didn’t even think twice when someone handed me the joint. I was not a pot smoker by any means, but that night it just seemed like what I was supposed to do. A few rounds of both the whiskey and the marijuana had made me feel fuzzy and disconnected from what I had been through for the last two weeks. At that moment, everything felt right and my anger faded. “Penny for your thoughts.” Dave said to me, taking a swig out of the fifth of whiskey. “You’re talking to me?” I said, looking up. “I’m not thinking about anything. I’m just vegging out.” “I call bullshit.” Chris said opening a beer. “You are too thinking about something, I can see you playing with your hair and twirling it around your fingers. You’ve been doing that all night.” “It’s nothing . . .” I started. “You’re still moping about Kevin aren’t you?” Denise said as she flicked her cigarette butt into the bonfire.

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