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I was so busy painting the set of “My Fair Lady” for the Drama Department’s annual spring production that I didn’t even notice him as he walked up behind me. “Are you almost done?” I screamed and dropped the paint brush to the floor, splattering paint everywhere. “Oh!” I screeched. I turned to see Mark Carter, a junior, staring at me. “What?” I asked. “Are you almost done? They lock up at 7:00 every night. It’s 6:50 now,” he said looking at his watch. “And they don’t check to see if everyone is out, trust me.” He turned and walked off towards the storage closet and started putting things up. I picked up the fallen paint brush and gathered the painting supplies and put them in the closet.
By the time I was done, Mark was already in the lobby, gathering his things. I went into the bathroom to wash paint off my hands and when I came out Mark was standing there, a frown on his face. “What?” I asked. “He pointed to the clock on the wall. “My watch is off. It’s 7:15 already.” He looked at me, “The doors are locked.” Those eyes, deep green, and so very sexy. Wait, what did he say? “What?!?” I panicked. He chuckled. “Don’t worry. It’s actually happened to me before. There’s a phone in the sound booth.”
A loud crack made us both jump. It started pouring rain outside. No, I thought, not now! Mark had moved towards the sound booth and I followed. Sure enough, there was a phone. He picked it up and dialed. “dad? Listen, I stayed late at school and…” another loud boom of thunder and all the lights flashed out, leaving us in complete darkness. “Dad?” I heard Mark say. “Damn!” I felt him move and then he bumped into me. “Sorry, cant see anything.”
We went back to the lobby and I went to the doors to see if anyone was outside. Not a sole. I groaned and turned to see Mark sitting in a chair and staring at me. “What?” he shook his head and looked away. I had been surprised when he had spoken to me the first time. He was so incredibly hott…I was so incredible…plain. He was about 6’1’’, 200lbs of muscle from being on the football team, dark brown hair that fell over his green eyes. He was popular.
I, on the other hand, am short, only 5’2’’, a bit plump at 140lbs. Dull brown hair to my 36C breasts, and hazel eyes behind silver framed glasses. I realized he had asked me a question. “Huh?” I asked, blushing. “Have you got a cell phone?” he repeated. “Oh, uh. No. I got it taken away.” He nodded and I slumped in a chair. “What do we do now?” I said. “Well, I guess we wait.” once again, I groaned. I put my head down on the table and willed away the headache I had. “You ok?” I heard Mark ask. “Headache,” I replied, head still on the table.
A few minuets later I felt his hand on my arm. “Here,” he said when I raised my head. He placed 2 aspirin in my hand. “Thanks,” I said and went to the water fountain and swallowed them. “You’re Karla Madison, right?” he asked. “Uh, yeah. How’d you know?” I was a little bewildered. “You played Bella in the fall production of ’Lost in Yonkers,’” I was, once again, shocked. “Oh…uh. Yes. I did. No need in my asking who you are. Everyone knows you. You’re Mark Carter.” he nodded. “Freshman?” He asked. I nodded.
I noticed that my headache had subsided as I ventured over to the doors once again. “No one,” I mumbled. “You wanna listen?” I turned to Mark and noticed he had an MP3 player. “How can you be so calm?” I pleaded. He shrugged. “I don’t really ever panic. Not my nature.” I walked back to the table and slouched down into a chair. I closed my eyes and when I opened them again, I noticed he was staring at me again. “What?” I demanded. Once again he shook his head and chuckled. Did I have something on my face?
I just ignored him and figured he was just sizing me up against his . More than likely he did have one. “Karla?” he inquired. “Hmm?” I said, looking at him. “I think you’re beautiful.” I just stared at him, open-mouthed. “What? You must be delusional. It is pretty dark in here. That’s it. It’s dark.” he just shook his head again. “No…I thought you were the night you were Bella too.” he answered sincerely. “You’re crazy. I am anything but beautiful.” I believed what I said wholeheartedly. I’m not beautiful.
Mark stood up and walked over to me. He pulled me out of my chair and placed his hands on my shoulders. “Listen to me. I think you’re pretty. Just trust me.” With that he pulled me to him and pressed his lips against mine. I gasped and he too advantage of it, slipping his tongue inside my mouth and rubbing it against my own tongue.
He must have felt my hesitancy because he pulled away and asked, “Was that your first kiss?” Blushing, I nodded. “Come here,” he said pulling me towards the inner-auditorium where the emergency lights that were powered by generator blazed. He pulled me up onto the stage and lead me to the set couch. “I figured you’d be more comfortable here… How could I possibly be your first kiss? Hasn’t anyone ever tired before?” he asked. Finding my voice again I answered, “No…no one’s been interested in me like that before.”
Once again, he kissed me. Hard. Soon, his tongue was devouring mine. I placed my hands on his waist and massaged his sides. His hands ventured to my lower back where they played with the hem of my t-shirt. Finally, they slipped under the hem and he slowly rubbed my back. “Karla…” he pulled back and slipped his hands out of my shirt. “We have to stop or we’ll end up… you know…” he trailed off, then asked, “You don’t have a boy friend, do you?” I shook my head… knowing what was coming. “Well, do you want me for your boyfriend?” I eagerly nodded and threw my arms around him, hugging him tight. He returned the hug.
He pulled away and said, “Look…I have to go to the uh… bathroom. I’ll be right back.” he started to walk away and I realized what he was gonna do. “Mark?” I said, stopping him with my hand on his arm. “Don’t go,” I said as I stood up and hugged him again. “Karla, honey, if I stay, we’re gonna end up having sex and I don’t want our first time to be in the school auditorium.” I knew that if I didn’t convince him now, I’d be in a constant state of arousal until we got out of here.
“Mark…” I said, still clinging to him, “please…” I trailed as he leaned down and kissed me again. He pushed me to the couch and laid on top of me, I welcomed his weight. I moaned as I felt his hands under my shirt on my lacy bra. He undid the front clasp and my breasts fell free. He moaned when his hands covered them and he let his fingers play with my nipples. I could feel the juices of my pussy flowing, soaking my panties.
Mark reached down and pulled my shirt over my head, taking my bra with it. He kissed his way down my neck and over my shoulder. He reached my right breast and teased me with his tongue, lightly biting my flesh and licking all around my nipple, but not touching it. “Mark,” I gasped. “Please…” he finally took mercy on me and took my nipple in his mouth, lightly sucking it. I moaned again.
I pulled off his shirt and ran my hands over his well-defined, smooth chest. He pulled his head away from my breast and moved to the other one, doing the same to it as the other. I felt his hand move to the bottom of my knee-length skirt and he placed his hand on my inner thigh, slowly moving it upwards. I spread my legs the further he got up. He had now reached my pussy and he placed his hand over my satin-covered mound. He started kissing his way down my stomach and when he reached the waist band of my skirt, he stood up and pulled me with him. Then, he sat back down and pulled me in between this thighs and looked up into my eyes while he reached back and unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor, leaving me in my ice blue bikini panties. He kissed right above the top of my panties and then slowly hooked his thumbs in them and pulled them off and to the floor. He kiss the patch of dark brown curls. I moaned again.
He stood and sat me down on the couch while he unzipped his jeans and took them off, leaving him in his navy blue boxers. He knelt down on the ground in front of me and spread my legs. When I felt to cool air hit my burning pussy, I groaned and closed my eyes. Mark started kissing up my inner thighs. Finally, he reached my dripping pussy. He let his tongue play with my clit. I ran my hands through his hair, pulling him closer to my. He then inserted his finger deep into my pussy, causing me to arch my back. “Ohhhh” I moaned. “Don’t stop…don’t ever stop…” he added another finger and I lost it. “Oh… I’m cumming…Mark… I…am… cummmmmming!” he licked up all my juices and came up to me and kissed me passionately… I could taste myself on his lips and tongue.
I hooked my thumbs in the waist band of his boxers and pulled them down. I couldn’t believe my own boldness and neither could he. “Stand up,” I directed and his did, his boxers falling to the ground. Then, I saw my first naked man… and he was beautiful. His hard 8 ½ inch cock was pointing up at the ceiling and I immediately wanted to give my first blow job.
I started by gently kissing the head and licking off the precum. He groaned and I slowly licked up and down the side of his cock. I gently sucked his balls and the head of it again. I kept sucking for a good 10 min when I stuck ½ of it in my mouth, letting myself drool on him. He groaned again as I started deep-throating him. A few min later he yelled “OH God! Karla, I’m cumming, babe… just…keep… AH!!!” I felt his balls tighten and he came in my waiting mouth. I tried to swallow all of his cum but some of it escaped my questing mouth. I licked him clean and he slumped down onto the couch, pulling me with him.
We kissed for awhile, enjoying the taste of each other on out tongues. “Mark…” I said. “Please… I want you in me… take my virginity!” When he heard that, he rolled on top of me and made sure I was wet again… “Karla…I’m sorry. But this might hurt.” he kissed me just as he penetrated deep into me, breaking my hymen and taking my virginity. It did hurt. A lot. I screamed. “Karla, baby…I’m sorry. Just relax,” he said as he let me get accommodated to his size inside me. I relaxed and felt the pain subside. Pleasure started building as I urged him to continue. By now, he had 6 inches in me and he kept pumping his hips to get deeper.
By the time he had all of himself inside me, I was about to cum again. “Mark… oh …yes… I’m…oh…cumming…again…” I moaned. “Me too baby… me too…” we came together and I felt his cum deep inside me.
We must have fell asleep after that because the next ting I knew, it was morning. Saturday morning. I was on the couch. Mark was nowhere in sight. I started to panic. I quickly gathered my clothes and ran to the lobby. No Mark. I felt tears form in my eyes as I sat down in a chair. All of a sudden I felt a pair of arms wrap around me from behind. “Hey sexy. You’re finally up.” I felt stupid. If I had thought about it, there’s no way he could have left me w/o my knowing it. The doors were still locked and his stuff was still on the table…right in front of me.
I stood up and turned to him, hugging him tight. “Mark… I know we’ve only really known each other for, like, 12 hours… but I …I love you.” I felt his arms tighten around me. “I love you too baby. Always… you know… there’s something I want to tell you,” he said. “What?” I asked. “Well, last night was my…uh…first time too. You are my only lover ever.” We clung to each other until finally at around noon, a janitor let us out of the building. As we passed him we heard, “Damn kids. Think they’d know better than to get themselves locked into a building overnight…” We laughed.
Should I do a part 2?
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