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I Can’t Believe He Was My First!
Kari’s Lessons #3
A Kari’s Lessons Erotic Short by Cassandra Zara &
Lucinda Lane
Kindle Edition
Copyright 2013 Cassandra Zara & Lucinda Lane
Please note : All titles in the Kari’s Lessons series feature explicit sexual acts between fictional characters who are
consenting adults aged eighteen years of age or older. These titles are
intended for a mature adult audience.
- X -
"Come on. Your dad won't
find out," I heard Jenny say over the phone.
I bit my lip. "I don't know,
Jenny," I said. "Are you sure these guys even like us?"
"Well, there's only one way
to find out. Besides, they're college guys, and you know how I like older
men," she said.
I laughed. Me too, I
thought to myself, though I could never tell Jenny about the relationship that
I had with my Daddy- I mean my stepfather, Max.
"What if they're expecting
us to do what we did in the video? What if they think we're a couple of
lesbians?" I asked.
I heard Jenny scoff a little,
though I thought that she probably would love to experiment a little bit, to
fool around with me. "So we give them a little show, then each break off
with an individual guy. Really, it's not a big deal."
I sighed. "I don't
know..."
"Look, I can't go there
myself. A cute little girl, fed drinks by two guys. You know how these frat
guys are, I'll be lucky if I make it back in one piece. Besides, we talked
about me being there for you for your first time," Jenny said.
I sighed again. We had talked
about when Jenny had lost her virginity this year, and she had pressured me to
just get it over with so I could enjoy sex. Every time I went out with a guy,
though, I just thought of him...
"I'll do it," I said
suddenly. "I'll go with you to the party. Where are we meeting?"
I could practically hear her beaming
over the phone. "Great! I'll wait for you at the grocery store parking lot
at 9 pm. Don't be late and don't be caught by your dad!"
I glanced over at the clock. 7:07
PM. "I'll be there."
-
X -
I looked in the mirror. It would
be a warm evening tonight and I knew I should dress appropriately. The short
black skirt I chose could almost be considered classy, if not for the slit
running up the thigh. I loved how from behind it made my ass look like a
million bucks, and from the front it made my legs look ballerina long. I wore
my white push up bra underneath a silver tank top, hoping to make my small
breasts looked larger than they were. The low cut of the shirt accented the
pleasant plump mounds the bra held up. I liked my breasts, they were perky and
tight, but they just weren't very large. At least with this shirt and bra, I
could give the illusion that there was more than just a mouthful.
I left my hair loose in soft
waves around my shoulders, but put a couple of hair bands around my wrist in
case I decided to put it up later. The reflection in my mirror told me that I
looked hot. There was no way any male would be able to resist me if I put on
some charm in this outfit. Max would have a fit if he saw me. I threw my
lipstick and mascara in my purse in case I needed a touch up later and set my
shoes, a pair of killer heels, by the door.
At the last moment, I opened the
box I had in my closet that I had been keeping for a special occasion. It said
medium-sized on the box, but I hoped the guy I got with tonight was big. I
laughed at myself as I threw a condom in my purse. Better to have one and not
need it...
The wooden floor outside my
bedroom squeaked softly, telling me that someone was right outside my door.
Since Mom was at a conference this week, I knew it had to be Max, my step-dad.
My heart skipped a beat just thinking about him outside my door. I felt hot and
cold at the same time. Hot because the idea of him in my bedroom, in my bed,
was enough to make me need a cold shower. Cold because if he caught me dressed
like this, he would be furious.
The idea of him furious further
intrigued me. Max
Kari’s Lessons #3
A Kari’s Lessons Erotic Short by Cassandra Zara &
Lucinda Lane
Kindle Edition
Copyright 2013 Cassandra Zara & Lucinda Lane
Please note : All titles in the Kari’s Lessons series feature explicit sexual acts between fictional characters who are
consenting adults aged eighteen years of age or older. These titles are
intended for a mature adult audience.
- X -
"Come on. Your dad won't
find out," I heard Jenny say over the phone.
I bit my lip. "I don't know,
Jenny," I said. "Are you sure these guys even like us?"
"Well, there's only one way
to find out. Besides, they're college guys, and you know how I like older
men," she said.
I laughed. Me too, I
thought to myself, though I could never tell Jenny about the relationship that
I had with my Daddy- I mean my stepfather, Max.
"What if they're expecting
us to do what we did in the video? What if they think we're a couple of
lesbians?" I asked.
I heard Jenny scoff a little,
though I thought that she probably would love to experiment a little bit, to
fool around with me. "So we give them a little show, then each break off
with an individual guy. Really, it's not a big deal."
I sighed. "I don't
know..."
"Look, I can't go there
myself. A cute little girl, fed drinks by two guys. You know how these frat
guys are, I'll be lucky if I make it back in one piece. Besides, we talked
about me being there for you for your first time," Jenny said.
I sighed again. We had talked
about when Jenny had lost her virginity this year, and she had pressured me to
just get it over with so I could enjoy sex. Every time I went out with a guy,
though, I just thought of him...
"I'll do it," I said
suddenly. "I'll go with you to the party. Where are we meeting?"
I could practically hear her beaming
over the phone. "Great! I'll wait for you at the grocery store parking lot
at 9 pm. Don't be late and don't be caught by your dad!"
I glanced over at the clock. 7:07
PM. "I'll be there."
-
X -
I looked in the mirror. It would
be a warm evening tonight and I knew I should dress appropriately. The short
black skirt I chose could almost be considered classy, if not for the slit
running up the thigh. I loved how from behind it made my ass look like a
million bucks, and from the front it made my legs look ballerina long. I wore
my white push up bra underneath a silver tank top, hoping to make my small
breasts looked larger than they were. The low cut of the shirt accented the
pleasant plump mounds the bra held up. I liked my breasts, they were perky and
tight, but they just weren't very large. At least with this shirt and bra, I
could give the illusion that there was more than just a mouthful.
I left my hair loose in soft
waves around my shoulders, but put a couple of hair bands around my wrist in
case I decided to put it up later. The reflection in my mirror told me that I
looked hot. There was no way any male would be able to resist me if I put on
some charm in this outfit. Max would have a fit if he saw me. I threw my
lipstick and mascara in my purse in case I needed a touch up later and set my
shoes, a pair of killer heels, by the door.
At the last moment, I opened the
box I had in my closet that I had been keeping for a special occasion. It said
medium-sized on the box, but I hoped the guy I got with tonight was big. I
laughed at myself as I threw a condom in my purse. Better to have one and not
need it...
The wooden floor outside my
bedroom squeaked softly, telling me that someone was right outside my door.
Since Mom was at a conference this week, I knew it had to be Max, my step-dad.
My heart skipped a beat just thinking about him outside my door. I felt hot and
cold at the same time. Hot because the idea of him in my bedroom, in my bed,
was enough to make me need a cold shower. Cold because if he caught me dressed
like this, he would be furious.
The idea of him furious further
intrigued me. Max
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