Josie gasped. “I wouldn’t know!”
“Ding! Ding! Ding! We have a winner! He didn’t satisfy,” Nick teased. “Was it his sloppy kisses or limp dick?”
She dropped her taco on the plate and stared at him. “What the—No! You’re wrong.”
“So you’re a virgin because you’re saving it for the special occasion, or maybe even your wedding night?”
“How do you know I’m a virgin? Why do you think this has anything to do with sex?” she asked, not realizing her voice grew louder. A mother with two kids sitting at the table behind them turned and glared at Josie.
Nick chuckled, enjoying his playful torture.
Josie lowered her head and whispered, “Look, it didn’t happen yet because the time isn’t right.”
“It didn’t happen yet because you’re not hot for him. The thought of his hot and sweaty body looming and panting over you doesn’t appeal to you.”
She glared at him incredulously, not believing he could be so explicit on their first date. “What makes you think I’m not hot for him? Maybe I dream of his hot, sexy body all the time.”
Nick took a sip of his iced tea and swung his arm over the chair. “Here’s the deal with David. Instead of pushing you too far in fear of losing you, he’ll go along and do whatever you want. He’ll wait years to feel the soft, wet flesh of your pussy.” He dipped his finger into the cheese sauce and licked it. “So you carry on the charade of boyfriend and girlfriend until you convince yourself that he cares about you and loves you because he waited. Eventually you’ll give in and convince yourself you’re satisfied.”
“You’re wrong! A guy who will wait for you, until you’re ready, does care for you,” she said folding her arms.
Nick wiped his hands and month. “No sweetheart. Guys want pussy. Some will go from pussy to pussy, because they can’t find the one that truly satisfies; others will wait because they believe they can’t satisfy the pussy, so they play the nice guy. It’s all about the power of the pussy. Your boy David, fears the pussy. He fears your pussy.”
Josie threw herself back against her seat. “What about you? You seem very interested in my soft, wet pussy. Do you fear the power of the pussy? Do you fear my pussy? Nick?”
He grinned and picked up another taco. “I’m terrified of your pussy.”
Josie stared at the taco lying in front of her. Maybe he has a point; sex and intimacy is terrifying. How does he know this about me? She stared out of the window and tried to calm her thoughts. As much as she desired him, his candidness frightened her, especially because she wasn’t nearly as strong or as confident as she made herself out to be.
After dinner, they stepped onto the sidewalk and before she could say anything, Nick scooped her up and carried her across the street. He bundled her into the car and stared at her with a hungry gaze. Josie felt her face flush and her skin prickle with excitement. Her body clenched as she waited for him to lean over and take her.
Nick brushed his hand against her leg but before she could respond, he started the ignition. Josie furrowed her brow. When they pulled up in front of her house, Josie opened the door. “Thanks for dinner.”
“Anytime,” he said.
Josie leaned closer to him until she could feel the warmth of his breath. “Thanks for the education. I didn’t know just how powerful my pussy was.”
“It’s momentous.” He leaned over and brushed his lips against hers. Goose pimples dotted Josie’s arms and legs as she closed the door behind her.
After spending more time with Nick, Josie knew that she no longer wanted to lose her virginity to David. She started looking forward to going to bed at night so she could spend hours fantasizing about Nick sweating and panting over her. She imagined him lying on top of her and wondered about the size of his penis.
She couldn’t take it any longer and came up with a simple plan. On Saturday, her parents were driving her sister, Daphne, back to college at Virginia Tech. That would give her plenty of time alone in the house. Inviting Nick to come over and “hang out” was easy, but she wondered what she could do to seduce him. What if he just wants to hang out?
Josie woke up early on Saturday morning so she had time to try on different clothes and do her hair. She cleaned the house and spent extra time sorting out her room. She shoved her stuffed animals, embarrassing pictures and silly games under the bed. She tidied her desk and packed her books away.
The doorbell rang. Thank God he arrived on time. Thank God he arrived. She straightened herself as she answered the door.
Nick smiled out the corner of his mouth and looked over his shoulder. For a moment, he forgot how to speak as the sight of Josie made his body shudder. He scratched his baseball cap and looked over his shoulder again. Having sex with Josie definitely crossed his mind many times but the thin dress she was wearing made him realize that today was the day.
“Do you want to come inside?” she asked.
“Um sure.” Nick followed Josie into the house, forcing himself not to stare at the way her dress caught on her protruding nipples. He knew she was not wearing a bra and it made him curious if she had panties on.
Josie took his hand in hers. “Do you want a tour?”
“Um sure,” he grunted.
When they got to Josie’s bedroom, Nick noticed a poster on her wall. “Is that the German soccer team?”
“Yeah,” Josie replied.
“Do you like the German soccer team, or do you like the German soccer team?” he asked.
“Like, besides your favorite athlete is Viktor Lebedev.”
“I don’t think I can do this in front of the German soccer team,” he said.
“They really don’t mind.” Josie walked over to the wall and took the poster down. She bit her lip and thought about what to do next. Should I lie down on my bed? Should I take off my dress? She turned around and stared intently at Nick. “Don’t be scared, my pussy won’t hurt you; it wants you.”
Nick grabbed her waist and pulled her to him. He kissed her hungrily and traced his fingers along the curve of her spine. Josie placed her hands on the nape of his neck and pressed herself against him. She could feel his bulge against her lower belly and it sent a shockwave through her body. Nick brushed the pad of his thumb against her nipples which stiffened under his touch. She stepped away and pulled her dress over her head, letting it fall softly to the floor.
Nick looked at the soft contours of Josie’s body and pulled her closer. His bulge formed a clear outline in his pants and throbbed with desire. She pulled his t-shirt over his head and felt the ripples of his chest. Nick unzipped his pants and let them drop to his feet. He pushed her backward on the bed and lowered himself on top of her. He rubbed his cotton-covered erection up and down against her panties, which were already wet.
Josie threw her head back and groaned as his tongue found her taut nipples. She ran her fingers through his hair as waves of pleasure coursed through her body. Nick rose to his knees and curled his fingers around the top of her panties. He carefully slid her panties down her hips and along her legs. He dropped them to the floor and eased off his boxers. His erection sprang free. Josie sat up and touched him with her forefinger. Nick gasped as she rubbed the length of his shaft.
He placed his hand over Josie’s and gently lowered her down to the bed. He opened her legs and pushed the head of his penis against her sex. He could feel that she was tight and he didn’t want to hurt her. “Relax,” he said softly.
Josie closed her eyes and breathed deeply. Nick spread her legs wider apart and inserted his finger. He massaged the walls of her vagina and Josie breathed faster, raising her legs for better access. Nick pulled his finger out and gently guided his penis into her warm and wet vagina. Josie felt a slight pinch and let out a small screech. She pulled his hips against her and raised her body to meet him.
Nick leaned forward and placed his hands on her shoulders. He pushed harder and harder. Josie wrapped her legs around his back and dug her nails into his
arms. The bed creaked and knocked against the wall as their bodies beat against the mattress. Josie could feel the sweat forming on Nick’s back which excited her even more. He thrust harder and his eyes narrowed. Nick grunted and panted until he exploded inside her.
His body fell limp on top of her and he exhaled. She unwrapped her legs from him and he pulled out. “You should go clean up.”
Josie breathed heavily and pulled herself from under him and went into the bathroom. It burned when she went to the toilet and when she wiped; she noticed a spot of blood. She flushed the toilet and offered the bathroom to Nick.
Afterward, wearing his t-shirt and her panties, Josie dug around her beside drawer. “Celestial blue is a good color for you. Your star people will approve.”
Nick stretched out his leg for her to paint his toenails. He looked under her bed, finding her stuffed animals and pulled out a stuffed skunk.
Glancing up at him, Josie asked, “What are you doing with Pepe Le Pew?”
He turned the stuffed animal’s face around from his crotch so it was facing Josie. “Nothing,” he said.
“It looks like you were doing something dirty with Pepe,” Josie continued.
“Nope,” Nick lied with a grin.
Josie applied a thick layer of nail polish to Nick’s big toe. “When did you lose your virginity?”
“Summer before sophomore year, it was some chick at the campground where my family vacationed.” He chuckled. “I don’t even remember her name.”
“How was it?” she asked.
“Awkward.” He laughed. “I didn’t know what hole to put it in. Didn’t know where anything was down there. When I got home, I read some biology texts so next time I would be a little better at it.”
“Well, you seemed to have learned well, my friend,” she said.
“Thank you.”
She blew on Nick’s toes, screwing the cap on the bottle. “Are you hungry?”
Nick sat up, wiggled his toes and admired Josie’s work. “Starving.”
“I think we have pierogi in the fridge. I can fry some up if you want. You do eat pierogi?”
Nick reached for his underwear. “Of course! Post sex pierogi—nothing better to restore energy. Pasta, potatoes and cheese.”
They dressed and headed downstairs to the kitchen. Josie retrieved a bag of pierogi from the freezer. “Do you like fried onions?”
“Of course. How else would you make them?”
Josie sliced an onion and tossed the pieces in the frying pan with the pierogi. She opened the refrigerator. “What do you want to drink? I know you don’t drink pop?”
“Got milk?”
Josie eyed him curiously as she poured him a large glass of milk.
He raised it as if to toast her. “It does a body good.”
She had no response; of course it did. Nick had the hot body of an athlete and she knew he treated it like a temple. They ate their food in a comfortable silence, stopping only to smile at each other.
Losing her virginity always seemed like a good idea at the time, but then she had to deal with the aftermath: waiting for the next phone call or text. That night and even the day after, Josie waited to hear from Nick, but nothing happened. She ached with anxiety, wondering if she would ever feel his body again. A couple days later, when she still hadn’t heard from him she broke down and confessed to her friend, Dianna Cavanaugh.
“Nick Markovich! I thought you and David were planning on celebrating the occasion,” Dianna said.
Josie shook her head. “David and I are over.”
“Jo, guys like Nick Markovich don’t call back after they get a girl’s pussy. Did you think you guys were in a relationship?”
The question stabbed Josie in the stomach. “I don’t know.”
“Look, it’s over. You lost it to Markovich, that’s cool; he’s hot, but don’t let that mess up what you have with David. He’s a much better catch. Don’t go for the guys you’re hot for; go for the nice guys who care about you.”
It wasn’t the response she wanted. She didn’t want David; she wanted Nick and much, much more of him. She stumbled onto the age-old relationship dilemma. Is sexual attraction the basis for a relationship? Will passions cease and the fire dim? What do I really know about Nick other than he is a wrestler with a fascination for UFOs and aliens? Maybe it’s best to let it go and chalk Nick Markovich up to experience.
She couldn’t help herself and did what she knew she shouldn’t. After four days of not hearing from Nick, she texted him. Josie pushed the send button and waited. She stared at the phone and willed it to vibrate with a response. She sighed with relief when he texted her right back asking to see her again. It was all she needed.
Oral Exam
It was during a biology exam when Josie heard the soft vibration of her cell phone. She glanced up to see Mr. Stauffer reading the newspaper. Carefully, she retrieved her phone and read the text message from Nick. It read: I need to tell you something. Meet me at the gym seventh period. Josie glanced at the clock; it was only ten in the morning. Shit, I have to wait all day for him to tell me. After class she tried texting him back, and even calling him, but he didn’t respond.
Seventh period, Josie waited anxiously outside the gym. What could he possibly want to tell me? Does he want to break up? Shit, I hope he doesn’t want to break up. She laughed to herself. Maybe he’s pregnant.
She stood upright as he strolled casually toward her. “What’s up? What’s so important you couldn’t tell me sooner,” she paused and met his gaze, “or call me back?”
Nick said nothing. He took her arm and escorted her through the gymnasium to the equipment room. He guided her passed the bins of footballs, basketballs, soccer balls and other sporting equipment, behind a large stack of wrestling mats. Pressing her against the mats, he kissed her passionately.
This was well worth waiting for. She loved his kisses, the touch of his lips and tongue gently playing against hers. When she sighed, he pulled back. “If this is what you wanted to tell me, I like it,” she said.
Nick grinned mischievously and gently unzipped her jeans and eased them and her panties over her hips. He knelt down in front of her and stared up at her, his hands resting on her waist. Nick dropped his hands down her pelvis and slowly fingered her clitoris. Josie’s muscles twitched and she spread her legs further apart. Nick could feel himself swelling in response to the warm moisture his fingers were feeling between her legs.
Josie arched her back and tightened her grip on the mats. “Oh God,” she groaned when Nick pressed his tongue against her clitoris. He pushed his face into her and swiped his tongue between her lower lips. Josie held her breath as her knees started to buckle. “Oh shit!” She grasped a fist full of his hair and tried to suppress her moans.
Nick gently pushed Josie’s inner thighs wider apart and licked in slow, wide circles. Josie’s body began to shudder uncontrollably as she pressed herself against his mouth. “Nick!” Her body trembled and the hair danced on her skin. Josie suddenly felt scared. “Nick, stop.”
Nick stopped licking and slowly rose. He looked at her with ferocity in his eyes and turned her around so she was facing the mats. He lowered his pants and rubbed his erection against her slit. Josie grasped the edge of the mats until her knuckles were white. She was about to laugh but a jolt of pain stopped her. Nick rammed his penis inside her and she yelled out, “Fuck!”
Josie always loved when he fucked her hard; she loved the passion and fervor, but today she was losing herself and control of her body. Her legs were shaking and tears welled in her eyes. She felt a surge of anger and fear rush through her body. She swung her head back and hit him the forehead.
“Ouch!” they both yelled. They looked at each other for a moment and started laughing hysterically. Nick was too far along to stop and continued thrusting into her until he came.
Josie rested her face against the mats and felt a trickle run down her leg. Her face reddened as she wondered how she had accidently
peed in this moment. She hoped Nick wouldn’t notice.
Nick pulled out and rested the full weight of his body against her. He cupped her breasts and whispered, “I missed you.”
“Geez, that’s what this was all about? And here I thought you wanted to break up with me.” She chuckled. “Or you were pregnant.”
Nick pulled up his pants and breathed deeply. “No, I had an aching hard-on for you all last night and today. I fucking just had to have you.”
Josie turned to face him and played with the strings of his sweatshirt hood. “Anytime.” She leaned forward to pull up her pants. “You’re going to have to help me. I don’t think I can walk yet.”
He kissed her cheek. “We can hang here for a bit until you’re ready.”
Lying in the grass after soccer practice, Josie couldn’t overcome the sensation of feeling Nick’s breath and tongue between her legs. She stared at the overcast autumn sky and hoped the next time would be soon.
Her teammate, Jill Stanislaw, lay on the grass beside her. “So how’s it going with Markovich?”
“Good,” she said, not wanting to say more.
“Ah, come on, dish a little,” said another teammate, Sue O’Brien. “Dill or gherkin, salami or wiener?”
“I hear he’s pretty well hung,” Dianna said, sitting on the grass next to Josie.
“Where’d you hear that!” yelled Josie.
“Jo, Nick’s wasn’t a virgin when you started dating. He’s tapped a few chicks here at school. You knew that,” Dianna said.
Josie raised her head and narrowed her eyes. “Listen to you! You guys are so immature. Stop wondering how big my boyfriend’s dick is.”
“Ah,” sighed Jill. “Bratwurst! Tell us, did you suck his cock?”
“What?” asked Josie.
“You mean he didn’t give you that gentle little push of your head to his privates?” questioned Jill.
“Personally, I won’t go down on any guy who won’t go down on me,” stated Sue. “Equal rights, you know.”
“I just think it’s kind of gross,” said Dianna.
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