Lizze McGuire walked briskly down the sidewalk, her blonde hair whipping around her face in the fierce winter wind. She clutched her books to her chest, staring down at her scuffed ups hoes as she scurried back to her dorm room. She'd been expecting a call from her boyfriend, David Gordon. They never saw each other anymore, not since they started school. She could still remember the last time she had saw him, before he left for college.

He kissed her roughly, lowering her to the bed, kneeling over her with his legs at her waist. From their somewhat passionate kisses, she could feel his erection grow as he ran his hands over her chest in a timid manner. His hands finally decided to rest on her breasts, feeling them gently through her shirt. She moved her head to the side, allowing him to trail kisses up and down her jaw before lowering his mouth to her neck. She pulled away from under him, more towards the headboard. He was far too shy for this, too timid, too scared. She had to initiate it. She pulled off her T-shirt, watching his jaw drop in amazement, the bulge in his jeans growing at the sight of her pink bra.

"I'm ready, Gordo," she told him in a low, serious tone. She'd never been 'ready' before. They'd made out, pressed against walls with their mouths exploring each other. On the couch, his weight pressed on her as she sank into the cushions. And a few times on the bed, him straddling her with his hands creeping up her shirt. But nothing more. She was ready now, she wanted him to finally do something other than tease. She reached to her own back, unclasping her bra, letting it slide off her shoulders. She tossed it aside dantily, looking at him expectantly.

This was clearly the trick. He pulled off his own shirt, sliding his jeans over his hips and onto the floor before he crawled back onto the bed, straddling her, his mouth closing around her nipple. She tipped her head back, moaning with pleasure. It felt so good, so right. She put her hands to his waist timidly before sliding her hand under the elastic of his boxers. He seemed to pause in surprise. He stopped touching her and closed his eyes as she found his shaft, running her hands up and down it slowly. She was unsure of what to do. But he seemed to be enjoying her touch, by his carefully murmured "'Lizzie..."

He pulled her hand out suddenly, pinning her wrist over her head. His hand went down to the waistband of her jeans, unbuttoning them, pulling them off slowly to stare at her pink panties, the only thing seperating him from the thing he wanted the most. He plunged his hand down them, rubbing against her moist cave. She groaned almost immediately at the new sensation, feeling her juices starting to flow against his hand. Without warning, he slid a finger inside of her. She yelped slightly as he began to pump her slowly with his hand, becoming wet around his touch. "Gordo," she groaned, leaning back against the pillow, eyes closed in pleasure.

He slid his hand out, taking off her underwear. He tossed them aside, the bulge in his boxers seeming to grow even more at the sight of her naked body and her smooth skin. He touched her vagina again, sticking two fingers inside now. He rubbed against her, finding her clit. He ran his fingers over it, much to the delight of Lizzie, who moaned sensually against his touch. "I'm going to..." she trailed off, breathing heavily. He nodded, giving her a deep kiss as he pulled his moist hand out of her. "Fuck me," she begged, struggling to catch her breath.

He pulled off his own boxers, Lizzie staring for a moment at his fully erected manhood. He reached into his nightstand, pulling out a condom, sliding it over his cock. "Are you ready?" he asked, sweat darkening his brow. Lizzie nodded hesitantly before spreading her legs slowly. He paused for a moment before grabbing ahold of the headboard, sliding into her. She screamed out at the intial shock. He looked down at her and she smiled at him, her hips thrusting up automatically towards him. He began to slide in and out, using the headboard as support. Her mouth opened in a sensual groan, growing louder as he increased speed and friction. He was breathing heavily. She was tight around his manhood, and felt so damn right. Gordo gasped heavily for breath before sliding fully into her. She groaned, climaxing almost immediately as he slid in deeper.

He moaned with her, pumping her for a few moments before he orgasmed inside the condom, giving her a final thrust before pulling out, collapsing in a heap beside her. Her lges were still spread apart, her body covered in trickles of sweat. He kissed the side of her face, kissing her breast and her hip, as she breathed heavily. Once she caught her breath, she turned her head over to him. He had a look of immense pleasure on his face, eyes closed. "I love you," she whispered. But he appeared to be already asleep, body exhausted from the encounter the two just had. She pursed her lips, unsure of what to do. He was supposed to leave the next day. She hastily scrawled him a note, leaving it on the night stand before dressing. She pressed her lips to his before she left, shutting the bedroom door behind her.

Lizzie unlocked the door to her dorm, shuddering in the memory of that night. She regretted it, in someway. She was young and naive then. But it was too late to change that. She pressed the Play button on her answering machine, sitting on her bed as Gordo's voice filled the room.

"Hey love. Sorry, thought I'd try to catch you. Alright. I'll be in town from the 21st of December to the 3rd of January. So I'll see you in a week or so, okay? But I have to go to Michigan to see my Dad's family, so I won't be able to talk to you until then. Leave me a message. Alright, I have to go. Love you, Gordo," the machine clicked off.

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