Growing Up Human

Chapter 11

When we get to his room, we sit and turn on some Netflix. Halfway through the movie, he turns and says has your dad noticed you're gone yet? I sighed and turned to face him. Yeah, he called me before I came up. What did he say? Well, for a minute he sounded like he cared about me. I think he's still mad and blames me for what happened. I mean if I hadn't walked in on him and that lady, my parents would still be together. One night, my mom and I came home early from my little brother's basketball game and I went to put our coats up in the closet when I saw them on my parent's bed. No, he says this is not your fault. Your dad cheated on your mom and he got sloppy and left the door open. How many times do I have to tell you that it's not your fault? I looked down at my hands and nodded. He pulls me on top of him and I kiss his forehead. I then rested my head on his, closing my eyes. What would I do without you? In response, he flips me on my back and says you'd be a super silly goose. Is that so? I asked, amused. He then pulls up my shirt and puts his face in my boobs. I can feel him kissing them. I rubbed my hands over his torso. Because of being so skinny, he has quite a bit of muscle. We will stay like this for a while. We learn and relearn each other's bodies. Hey, it's 3 am. We need to get some sleep, I say while looking at the TV clock. Uhm he says. Hey, I say, after I shove him and he doesn't move. Ug alright, he says, irritated after getting up and taking me with him. What are you doing? I've got to go to my dorm. I squeal as he tosses me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Nah, well set an alarm and you can just say you woke up early and went on a run. He gets on his phone and sets an alarm when we get to the bedroom and take off what's left of our clothes. When I crawl into bed, I take one of his legs and place it between my thighs. Having his d**k so close to my p***y made me wet him, feeling my wetness. As if he was reading my mind, he adjusted himself to where he could fit inside me easily. No matter how many times we make love, the first time we make love, I always gasp when his massive c**k enters my core. I wasn't a virgin before I met him, but with his sheer size, I'm glad I wasn't. As he slams into me, I cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. He grabs my shoulder with one hand, keeping me in place and sliding his overhand between my back and the bed, forcing me to arch my back. It only takes a couple of minutes before I reach my climax. Wanting to chase my high, I tap him and he stops putting my ass in the air. I twerk a little as if saying come and get me. We continue pleasuring each other till we both pass out from exhaustion.

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I woke up to someone poking me with something. I sat up and looked around the room, wondering why on earth I was awake. My eyes went to Ryan out cold on the bed, his cute hairy ass in full view. I continued to scan the room till my eyes landed on someone standing at the foot of the bed holding a broom. This man was easily 6’3, with olive skin and long hair that had to be held back by a headband. He had his thumbs tucked in his shirt, allowing his n*****s to be seen because of his cut-up shirt. My blood runs cold when I realize he's just standing there staring at me. I tapped on Ryan, trying to wake him up. The man's face had no expression on it. Suddenly, I realize that I am completely naked and he can see every inch of my body. Rushing for the sheets, the man threw a shirt at me that I didn't notice he was holding. I slapped my hand on Ryan's back, trying to wake him up, hitting him harder than intended. You can see a clear red whelped handprint on his back. Both the man and I winced at the sound of my hand connecting with his back. As fast as he can, Ryan hops up and dances in a circle winching from the pain of my handprint. The man turns his back to Ryan and I to prevent himself from seeing Ryans's manhood. In a clear but firm voice, he says to get ready you're already 2 hours late for your group meetings. At his words, both Ryan and I stiffen and I can see he's thinking the same thing I am. Lila. We get dressed and I grab my phone and see I have 10 missed calls and several text messages. I look at him and he looks back at me. It'll be OK, he says well just say your dad made you upset, so you came over and we fell asleep talking. Ryan, why don't we just tell her? If she finds out like this, it would be so much worse than if we told her what we are doing. I was hoping he would listen to me this time. No no you know we can't do that. He answers my question while putting his shoes on. I stand up getting angry now. No, I don't understand why we can't tell her. He looks at me and says, I know she wouldn't understand what we have. What do we have? I yelled at him. Because at this point I’m tired of sneaking behind her back. Either you choose me or her. If you don't choose and come clean, then I will. In my mind, scaring him in order to make him choose between us seemed like a good idea. Based on the look he was giving me made me think twice. The guy from before walks in before he can say anything. He gives us another look and we know to follow him. Walking in silence, we followed him out the door and around campus till we came to a huge clearing where I could see Lila standing and talking to a red-headed girl. The man steps up to another and the other person talks to him a little bit before turning to us and saying, My name is Maddox and I am your group leader. Is there a reason why you're late? He said in a firm tone. I try to answer but am interrupted and Maddox says well since neither of you can come up with an answer. I want a 20-page essay on the college and its founding fathers. But, sir, you won’t let her-" He interrupted Ryan as he tried to defend me. AND it's due in 2 weeks, it is that clear if you fail to turn it in it will affect your grade for this course. Understand? He asked, giving us both a hard look, making me look at my shoes in guilt. Before we can say anything else he turns and walks away.