Candy Apple Red-Book Two

Chapter 4 - A Night Of Firsts

The blood rushes to my head, and my p***y tingles with excitement. I can't fight this any longer, "Wh..wh..what are you waiting for? Let's get this show on the road," I respond jokingly. I know damn well what he was waiting for; my southern gentleman was waiting for my permission to proceed.

Without hesitation, he inserts his tongue through my slit, and my body jolts from the initial shock, "Ahh! s**t, Seth!"

I throw my legs over his shoulders as he begins the sweet circular motion with his tongue around my flower. f*****g mindblowing! I have never experienced anything like it! With my legs wrapped around him, locking his head between my thighs, I reach down and lace my fingers through his curly black mane with one hand and hold myself upright with the other.

I arch my back and throw my hands up over my head, knocking down a can off the shelf. It bounces off the workstation and onto the floor, making a loud racket all the way down. I immediately put my hands down and keep myself upright as I enjoy the tongue assault he gives my p***y. After a few moments of bliss, my entire body convulses, my legs tremble as my clit warms and pulsates as he swirls his tongue around my flower, "f**k, Seth! Keep going! Don't stop!" I cry out.

He begins to lightly suck my clit, and before I know what hits me, my c****x takes hold of me, "Ahhh! Don't stop!" I cry out as I reach down and tightly grip his mane, holding on for dear life as I endure the sweet pleasurable torture of my very first o****m. There is no other logical explanation for what I'm experiencing at this moment. Now I finally understand why Mariah has a physical reaction to Dylan when he makes inappropriate gestures with his tongue. Seth watches me intently as he laps up my arousal. Once my body relaxes, I release the death grip from his hair, "f**k, that tight little wet p***y tastes so good. I want you now!" He barks as he reaches up to wipe his mouth with the back of his hand.

He stands and lifts me off the workbench before he spins me around to face away from him. He grabs my hips as I tilt them slightly, pressing myself against him as I lean over to hold onto the workstation. My heart begins racing while I listen as he unbuckles his belt and quickly unzips his pants. My body jolts forward as he runs his erect c**k along my slit, getting it slick with my arousal. His breathing quickens as I listen to the sound of him fumbling to unwrap something behind me. Oh, Christ! This is it! It's really going to happen! I'm about to have my cherry popped by the guy I've fantasized about for so long. My body begins to tremble as I'm overcome with anxiety; he stops as he senses my body tensing, "You okay, Brie?" he asks.

While holding onto the workstation, I put my head down and audibly sigh, "Seth, I've...Ummm..." I stutter.

"You what, Brie?" he asks.

"I'm a virgin." I choke out.

Then the deafening sound of silence presence itself, and it is so pronounced that you can hear a pin drop. The only thing I can hear for sure is the sound of my heart pounding out my chest; I almost wonder if he can hear it as clear as I can. He doesn't move; he doesn't utter a word; in fact, I would almost bet he is holding his breath. Panic-stricken, I turn my head slightly as my stomach flips. Suddenly I feel his body pressed against mine; he buries his face in my back as he exhales. I turn to face him, "Seth, what's wrong? Do you not want me anymore? Why did you stop?" I ask tearfully.

"Oh, Brie, I want you so bad it hurts but not like this." He responds as he pulls my skirt down to cover my lady bits.

"Why not, Seth? I want you desperately." I pout.

He reaches out, grabbing my arms, "Baby, I want you too, but this is not the place for your first time with someone. It should be with someone special to you and behind closed doors."

Tears begin to well in my eyes, "But you are special to me, Seth. I want you to be the one to take it."

He wipes the corners of his mouth and inhales. Shaking his head from side to side, he stuffs his partially erect c**k inside his boxers and zips his pants, "Brie, are you sure about that?" he asks.

I feel a shiver run down my spine as I cross my arms over my chest to cover my hardening n*****s, "Yes, I'm very sure. I've wanted you for a long time, and I was hoping you could take my virginity before I leave for college. I know you would never hurt me or bad mouth me, so I want it to be you, no question."

He crosses his arms and stands before me as if contemplating before answering; his eyes never leave mine. I slowly approach him and run my hands down his arms, feeling the ripple of his biceps, "God, no wonder you are so tight and taste so f*****g sweet! Ain't nobody claimed that ass yet."

I begin to chuckle as I squeeze his arms, attempting to lighten the mood, "After everyone goes home, I'll text you. Come to my house tonight." I whisper.

His face turns red as a beat, and he throws his head back. I watch his adam's apple move up and down as he swallows hard before he looks back down at me and wraps his around my shoulders, "Ahh, you are killin me. How can I say no? Alright, I'll be there." he whispers.

I excitedly wrap my arms around him and squeeze him tightly. He buries his face into my shoulder while embracing me. After we release our grip on each other and he leads me outside where everyone is seated. Dylan stands in front of the fire pit, throws his hands up as we approach, "What the f**k?! Did you two get lost or something?"

Thinking fast, I respond, "f**k off, D, I just whipped Seth's ass in a game of darts. You wanna go next?"

He chuckles, "Game on, little B!"

Seth turns around to face me, grinning ear to ear as I stick my tongue out at him playfully. I feel a set of eyes boring a hole through me; I turn to notice that Rachel is eyeing me intently. I think she knows something is up, but hey, that's none of my concern; Seth will need to handle that, and hopefully, he does it sooner rather than later. I flash an evil grin in her direction, and I realize that was a b***h thing to do, but I can't help it. I want Seth, and she's the only thing standing in my way. Well, all except for Dylan being the overprotective big brother type.

I claim my seat between Jeb and Dylan. It's a nice night out tonight, not too humid for July, surprisingly. It's a little too hot for a bonfire for my taste, but if I sit back far enough, it's not so bad. Seth hasn't taken his eyes off me since he sat down across from me; I cross my legs to calm the storm arising between them as I think lustful thoughts of his face buried between my legs, and then it dawns on me - I forgot my f*****g panties! My eyes wide, I cover my mouth; he quickly looks up and jumps out of his seat, bolting for the garage, "Be right back, forgot my hat!" he calls out.

God, I pray nobody notices I'm not wearing panties. Ahh s**t, I'm sure Mariah doesn't have any on either because Dylan insists that she doesn't wear them at all. At least I'm not the only girl walking around pantyless.

While Seth is gone, I glance over at Jeb. He smiles at me as he reaches out to pat my arm. Ugh.. he's so young and immature, not my type at all. Then I turn to look at Rachel, and her icy stare is fixated on me once again. Annoyed, I roll my eyes and turn away from her. Ugh! Fuckin Rachel, go home!

Seth nods in my direction as he returns. Shewww... relief! Thank God, we have no trail left behind of our interlude.

We sit for a few hours around the fire, enjoying each other's company. Seth and I steal glances at each throughout the night. Maggie stretches out in the chair with her arms up over her head and yawns, "You guys ready to go?" she asks.

Fuck yes! More than ready! I jump up, and we bid farewell before piling into her car. As we back out of the drive, I wave goodbye to everyone; Seth nods in my direction while Rachel has that resting b***h face going for her. Killing her with kindness, I reach my arm out the window and wave goodbye to her as we pull off, "Bye, Rachel, nice to meet you, darlin!" I call out. I sit back in the seat and snicker as we drive down the road. 

Maggie drops the guys off at Nate's house moments later. Jeb asks me to go out with him Saturday night, and I reluctantly agree with it even though I don't want to, but I'd hate to hurt his feelings. He excitedly climbs out of the car and waves goodbye before jetting for the house. I climb out and jump in the front passenger seat next to Maggie. She backs out of the drive and pulls off, "What's going on, Brie? You and Seth stared at each other all night?"

I begin to snicker, "Nothing; he was probably butt hurt. I beat his ass in darts."

She snorts, "I don't believe that; that was not a look of defeat, that was something else entirely."

My cheeks begin to flush, and I cover them quickly and turn my head away from her. She playfully nudges me, "Oh my God, I knew it! My brother is going to flip!"

I cast a side glance in her direction and raise my brow, "What he doesn't know doesn't hurt him, right?"

We begin howling with laughter as she turns up the music on the radio; we belt out the chorus to Fancy by Reba McIntire as she speeds off down the road. After a few moments, she pulls into my driveway, and I hurriedly climb out of the car, "Bye, Heifer!" I call out.

"Later, Hugh Heffnah!" she responds.

She backs out of the drive as I turn around and run up the steps onto the front porch and quietly open my front door, waving her off before I shut the door behind me. I lean back against the door in a panic. f**k! This is about to happen tonight! I immediately rush up the steps to get myself ready.