by Amy DeMeritt
“But it’s wrong.”
“Is it? Did Jesus appear and tell you that to your face?”
“No, but…”
“So, you are going by word of mouth and many rewrites of a book that was compiled thousands of years ago by a bunch of power crazed men from bits and scraps of scrolls and manuscripts to decide what to believe instead of investigating your own feelings? You ever play that game ‘telephone’?”
“Yes.”
“By the time the statement gets around the group, is it ever what it first started out as with the first person?”
“No.”
“Then how do you know what you’re preaching is what was really said the first time?”
The girl is quiet and regards Shane with doubt and curiosity. She looks at Madison and I moment before looking back at Shane.
“Ok.”
My eyes fly open in surprise and Shane smiles in a victorious way. Shane reaches for the girl’s hand and slowly steps forward. She places her finger on the underside of her chin and slowly presses her lips against hers. The girl actually closes her eyes and doesn’t pull back. They part lips and Shane gives her a soft slow kiss. When she pulls back, the girl just stands there with her eyes closed and mouth slightly parted.
Just as Shane is taking a step back, the girl opens her eyes, reaches for Shane, and pulls her back in. The girl drops her pamphlets and grips the sides of Shane’s head. Damn, she’s really getting into it. Madison and I share a look and try not to laugh. After a couple minutes, they pull apart and the girl looks at Shane with blurry eyes.
“What just happened?”
“You kissed another girl and you really liked it.”
“I did. Oh, God, I’m going to Hell.” Shane smiles in a kind way and touches the girl’s cheek. “No, you’re not. Come on, let’s go talk.”
We watch them walk away and then Madison wraps her arms around me again with a big smile on her face.
“So, that was Shane? She’s cute and very confident. You must really like me to be able to resist her advances while you waited for me to claim you.” I laugh and pull her hips against me. “I do. But, uh, do I need to be worried?” She laughs hard and kisses my lips. “Definitely not. Besides, by what we just witnessed, I’m pretty sure she just converted that bible hugger into her girl.”
“Possibly. Once the other bible huggers get to her, she may go back into that shell she was in before. I just hope she doesn’t hurt Shane. She can be a bit weird at times, but Shane is actually a very nice girl.”
“Yeah, she seems nice. I probably should help you study now, but your lips look like they want me to kiss them.” I smile really big. “They really do. How about for every answer I get correct, I get a kiss?”
“I like that idea. I’ll just give them a little encouragement to get all of them correct.”
She smiles and then presses her lips against mine. If she kisses me like this every time I get an answer correct, I’m going to forget everything, including my own name, after just a few questions.
Chapter Nine
Just as I get my tank top on, my phone vibrates with Madison’s signature pattern. I practically leap across my bed to grab my phone off my pillow.
Madison: I’m here
Me: I’ll be right down
I rush downstairs and when I open the door, I gasp. Madison is wearing her hair slightly wavy instead of her typical straight and is wearing a loose tank top over a pair of skin tight black leggings.
“Damn, you look good.” She smiles and pulls me outside into a hug. “Oh damn, you smell so good.”
“Thank you.”
I nuzzle in her neck and in her hair to smell her amazing strawberries and honeysuckles shampoo and body wash. Madison laughs and tilts her neck back, giving me better access. I moan slightly as my head becomes intoxicated feeling from her scent. I press my lips to her neck and trail kisses from the side of her neck and along her jawbone till I reach her lips. I hover above her lips a moment.
“Hi. How was your day?” She giggles and grips my hips slightly. “Hey back at you.” She moves her mouth closer to mine, so we’re just barely touching, and says, “It was too long waiting to get to this moment. How was your test? Did our make out technique help you pass?”
Madison teasingly runs the tip of her tongue between my lips, but doesn’t kiss me yet as she waits for my answer.
“I think I did pretty good. Your amazing kisses burned the answers into my brain.” Madison smiles and gently nips my bottom lip. “We’ll need to study like that every time then.”
Without waiting for me to answer, she pulls me into a kiss. Oh, my god! Her tongue and lips are like the flames of a campfire that gently roast the marshmallow held against their hot dancing bodies. I start to smolder inside. Her hands firmly glide up my sides and around my back, holding me so close to her that I can feel her center and breasts pressed against mine.
I slide my hands down her back and hesitate a moment to slide over her amazing ass, but then she sucks my bottom lip and I lose to temptation and slide both hands over her cheeks. Madison moans as my hands firmly grip her, pulling her in harder against me. She pulls back from the kiss and bites her bottom lip as she looks in my eyes.
“Kayla, your hands are…”
I massage her ass in a circular motion and she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. She swallows hard and pants out, “Oh, god.” It takes so much effort, but I slowly drag my hands off her ass and up her back to rest on her ribs. She opens her eyes looking thoroughly turned on.
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” She giggles and kisses my lips. “Don’t apologize. I have no intentions of behaving when that music starts tonight.” I smile really big, take her hand, and start eagerly pulling her down the sidewalk. “Let’s go. We need to get to this party.” She laughs and skips after me. “Those jeans look really good on you. And I really like that tank top.”
“Thank you.”
Josh lives in a house with several guys on his team. Its only two blocks away from dorm housing so it doesn’t take long to get there. As soon as we turn down their street, we can hear the loud music and people laughing. Josh is in the front yard with a few guys filling huge plastic totes with ice. Some totes have cans of beer and some have bottles of a variety of brightly colored alcoholic drinks. As he reaches for another bag of ice, he spots us and calls over to us with an excited grin.
“Hey! What’s your poison? We have beer, hard cider, hard lemonade, and some blue and red shit that I don’t know what it is, but they’re really good. Stay away from the lime green shit though – it’s nasty. Oh, and we have some vodka Jell-O shots inside and a few bottles of hard stuff if you can handle it.”
Madison looks over at me in an uncertain nervous way and I understand her unspoken wish to decline. I look back at Josh and shake my head.
“Thanks, maybe later.”
Madison squeezes my hand as if to say thank you. It’s a simple gesture, but it makes me feel good and warm inside. I actually don’t like to drink so it doesn’t bother me that she doesn’t want to indulge. I don’t like feeling out of control, and alcohol always makes me feel off, even if I only have one or two drinks.
“Ok, no pressure. There are sodas and bottles of water inside if you don’t want to drink.”
“Hey, man, introduce me to your pretty friends.”
A very tall guy with black slicked back hair, a square jaw, and dark eyes has walked over and is staring between Madison and I with a sickening lustful sneer on his face and his hands on his hips. Josh shakes his head and smacks the guy on the inside of his shoulder, just above his peck, a couple times.
“Don’t bother, bro. They’re here together.”
“Ah, got it. Well, that’s cool.” His sneer is replaced with a kind smile. “I’m Jake, head of the house. If anyone gives you a hard time, just let me know.” He looks back at Josh, smacks the back of his shoulder once, and says, “We ordered a bunch of pizzas. They should be here soon.” He n
ods his head towards us, says, “Have fun, ladies,” and then walks back in the house.
Josh is pulled away to help unload more ice and cases of drinks out of a car that just pulled up, so we go in the house to check out the party. Madison practically clings to me for life as we wade through people, some of which are only half dressed – both guys and girls are walking around topless, well, the girls are in bras. We accidently collide with a pair of girls that are wearing short shorts and only their bras and Madison blushes bright red. The girl’s breasts are pretty much spilling out of her bra and ends up completely pressed against Madison as we wait for people to move so we can disentangle from each other.
When we get to a less crowded room, I pull Madison in close to me and brush my hand across her cheek. She looks in my eyes and her nervousness seems to dissipate some.
“You’ve never been to a big party like this before, have you?” She shakes her head and presses in closer as some people try to get passed us. “No, I pretty much avoided parties like this like the plague. I had enough guys hitting on me in school constantly. I didn’t need to add alcohol, drugs, and loud music to the mix to make it worse.”
“Do you want to leave?”
“I want to dance with you.” I smile and kiss her lips. “We can dance anywhere. This house is so packed that I’m not sure we’ll actually get to dance together in here.”
She frowns and looks around us. The music is loud and they’re playing some really good dance songs, but I just don’t see how anyone will be able to dance in this house.
“We’ll stay a little longer. It’s a required college experience, right?” I laugh and squeeze her closer. “I think I remember a beautiful damsel saying something like that yesterday.”
Madison presses in closer, pushing me into a wall, as a group of laughing guys and girls rush passed us. She watches their progress as they squeeze by, and when she looks at me, her face is only an inch from mine. She smiles really big and licks her lips, before saying, “Hi.” I laugh and wrap my arms around her waist, holding her firmly against me. “Hi.”
“Your eyes are extra bright blue tonight. They remind me of the perfect clear blue waters that surround beautiful islands. I just want to go swimming in them.”
“Well, let me try to bring you to that place.”
Our mouths start to move together in a tumbling of pressing, sucking lips, and flipping, twisting tongues. As our mouths slide against each other, my mind becomes unfocused and my body heat rises. Madison’s hands had been resting on my hips, but with each twist and flick of our tongues, her hands slowly part in different directions. One is moving around to my ass, and the other is slowly riding up the inside of my tank top to rest on my stomach. She nips my top lip and then sucks my bottom lip as she fully grips my ass, causing me to release a small sound. After a few minutes, we release each other’s mouths to catch our breath.
Madison leans her head next to mine, and in an out of breath way, whispers, “Kayla, I really need to dance with you, now.” She squeezes my ass again, as if to punctuate her need. “Ok, let’s keep moving through the house. Maybe we just haven’t reached that room yet.”
Just as we’re pulling ourselves apart to get our bearings and decide which direction to go, Josh and a couple other guys are coming through with stacks of pizza boxes on their heads.
“Hey, you two aren’t dancing yet?”
“Haven’t found room to.”
“Follow us then take the first left.”
It’s hard to follow because they’re being stalked by a horde of hungry people that want the pizzas they’re bravely carrying through the house. We catch the end of the line after a couple minutes and veer off to a room to the left as instructed. It looks like it was meant to be a living room, but they use it for a game room. It’s a little less crowded in here, but it’s still far too many people for the size of the room. In the center of the room, a large group of mostly girls and some guys are dancing. Along the sides of the room, there’s an air hockey and foosball table that people are huddled around playing.
I look at Madison and her cheeks are slightly blushing again. She smiles really big and pulls me forward into the center of the room. Just as we reach the other dancers, I tug on Madison’s hand and spin her once, before pulling her ass against me. Madison laughs and grabs my hands as she looks over her shoulder at me. She just smiles and then starts moving her body in beat to the music.
She grinds her ass against me, dips and grinds up, pushing deep into me. Madison has such an amazing ass that I’m almost struck paralyzed as she works it against me. It feels so good and her body bending, shaking, and rocking in front of me is a mesmerizing erotic show that has my eyes locked open and unable to look at anything else.
After a couple songs, she turns around and we dance facing each other and grinding against each other. I mostly let her lead and just go with whatever style she’s comfortable with.
“Oh, come on, you can do better than that.” I look over and Josh is standing a foot back with a piece of pizza in his mouth. Madison looks between him and I, and asks, “Are you holding out on me?” I laugh and shrug my shoulders. “Don’t like my dancing so far?” She laughs and shakes her head. “No, I do, but are you able to turn it up more?” Josh laughs and swallows a huge bite of pizza. “You haven’t seen anything yet. Be her puppet for the next song.” She looks at him in an odd way and he grins and licks the pizza grease off of his lips. “You mind if Kayla dances with another girl for a minute so you can see what I mean?”
Madison releases me and shakes her head. I feel as if part of my own body heat is being pulled away from me as she goes to stand next to Josh.
Josh smiles and stands on his tiptoes, looking through the crowd. He spots who he’s looking for and cups his hands around his mouth, bellowing out, “Hey, Candi! Come here!”
A few seconds later, a really pretty blonde in short shorts and a hot pink bra comes out of the throng. She has a really nice body and very long hair pulled up into a ponytail. I glance at Madison and she looks a little nervous. She’s probably second guessing her decision to allow me to dance with this girl.
“What’s up?” She looks between all of us with a friendly smile and Josh motions to me. “This is my friend, Kayla, and this is her girlfriend, Madison. This is Candi and she’s a dancer. I want to show Madison how amazing Kayla is at dancing. Will you be her puppet?” She smiles and shrugs a shoulder. “Sure.”
The look on Madison’s face makes me hesitate. I lean over and whisper in her ear, “I promise, whatever you see is just a dance and means nothing to me. I’m only doing this for you. If you’re uncomfortable at all, I’ll stop.”
When I pull back, she’s smiling and doesn’t look nervous anymore. Josh pushes on my shoulder.
“I’ll take good care of your girlfriend. Get your ass dancing.”
I look at Madison again and she nods once, as if to say, she’s ok with me doing this. I turn to Candi and she smiles, takes my hand, and pulls me back over to the rest of the other dancers.
“Ok, I’m yours. I’ll follow your lead.”
“Ok, let’s see if you can follow me. Try to mirror me first.”
She smiles and steps back to watch me. I feel the music and work my feet in a fast, complicated pattern, pop my chest, and roll my body. Candi smiles and nods her approval and then nearly perfectly mimics me. I do one more series and as she’s doing the finishing spin, I step into her and grab her hips so she stops with her ass against me.
The song is just ending, so we wait for the next song to come on. I smile as I feel its beats send electricity through my veins. This song is actually too perfect. I love to do a puppet dance with a girl when the song has both slow and fast parts and I recognize this song as having plenty of alternating tempo in it.
This girl is a really good dancer. Candi seems to be able to sense what I’m going to do and reacts in nearly perfect time with me. She can almost move with me as well as Sam could, almost.
; We’re facing other each and I have one arm wrapped around her waist, but pull it back to grab her hips. I tug her firmly against me, press a hand to her stomach and roll it against her like a body roll and she understands. While she rolls her body against me, she bends backwards and grinds her hips against mine. I slide my hands up her body, between her breasts, loop my thumbs in her bra-straps and tug them down and back up again quickly in a teasing motion, without revealing her chest. I grip her behind her neck and pull her back up. When she’s upright again, she smiles broadly and her body starts moving more erotically against me. I reach behind her, wrap my hand in her long ponytail and twist her hips, making her turn around.
She thrusts her ass into my groin and starts grinding hard. I push on her back, and while holding her ponytail, I direct her to swing her body in a half circle from one hip to the other. As I pull her back up by her hair, she grabs my other hand and presses it up her stomach, over her left breast, up her neck, and she firmly bites the tip of my middle finger. I release her hair and she takes my arms and wraps them around her waist.
A new song has started and she’s now guiding the dance. I really want to be dancing with Madison now. I look over at her and her arms are crossed over her chest and she looks upset. My hands are locked down on Candi’s waist, so I nod my head at her, in a beckoning way, for her to come over. She gives me a tiny smile and starts to walk over. Candi looks up at her, and instead of releasing me and allowing me to dance with my girlfriend, she takes her hand and pulls her onto the front of herself. Madison blushes, but doesn’t fight it.
We dance the next couple songs as a threesome, changing positions and grinding and groping each other. It’s fun, but I would prefer if I was just dancing with Madison now. While I’m in the middle, with Candi on my front and Madison on my back, Madison whispers in my ear, “I really like dancing with you. You are amazing.”
