I'll keep you my Dirty Little Secret
Don't tell anyone,
Or you'll be just another regret
My Dirty Little Secret
Who has to know?
Dirty Little Secret
The All-American Rejects
4 years ago. Summer Break. 8th grade. 2008.
Puck P.o.V
So what if I've been crushing on Rachel since last year? So what if I wake up with a major boner because I had a fantasy about the only girl that actually qualifies as a girl at this Spring Break wilderness Jew camp? This damned camp where there are only two kids per building.
Okay, here's how this camp works, they figure we're too young to try anything too 'inappropriate', so they have a girl and a guy basically share a mini home and the counselors go home at night. There are 15 of these 'cabins' and they are like fucking conjoining hotel rooms. You even have to share a bathroom. And I'm the one that ends up sharing a cabin with none other than Rachel Freaking Berry. They set it up men and ladies because they want us to join together no matter what our gender. They're basically trying to teach us that hanging out with girls just as friends without other intentions isn't gay.
Of course I'm partnered with one of the only girls I wouldn't mind messing around with. I think, as said girl comes into my room.
"Hello, Noah. I'm glad to see that we're roomies. I was afraid I'd have to room with a creep, or worse, Jacob Ben Israel. Ugh" Rachel said, walking into my room without knocking.
"Um, hey. Yeah that would kind of suck for you, wouldn't it?"
"Yes, it would. But it doesn't now that I know it's you."
I feel like I'm rambling. Kind of a Berry thing to do. Well, after spending two weeks with her like I did and really living like I did, she rubs off on you.
Skip a few days, and here we are after curfew, really bored, sitting on my bed, playing truth or dare.
"So, Noah, Truth or dare?"
"Dare, c'mon, bring it to me, baby!" I said. Honestly, I was just hoping she'd give me a good one so I could impress her.
She start making that adorable face when she's thi- holy shit! Only pussies or gay guys call hot chicks adorable. She's fucking me up...
"I dare you to... Lick the floor!"
"Are you kidding me, Rach? That's lame. You couldn't think of a better one, like walking around outside naked?"
"Noah! That is just purely perverted and no one would like to see your sex tool!" ha, I love how she called my dick a tool, I'll look back on this one and laugh.
"Fine, I'll do your little pussy dare."
And I licked the floor. Nothing special, it was kinda gross, I guess.
"Okay, Rach. Truth or dare?" I asked, as I climbed back onto my bed.
"Truth." she answers. She's such a girl.
"Okay, I can work with that. What's your dirty fantasy?"
Her eyes widen in surprise, but she quickly recovers.
"That should have been expected considering you are male and being alone in a room on a bed mus-"
"Rach, stop avoiding the question." I cut her off. I'm slowly starting to think this wasn't the best idea.
"But I can't tell you." she says. Then she whispers,
"It's personal."
"At least you have one, now I know you really are a normal human being. All you have to do is describe it. Close your eyes if you have to. Pretend I'm not here."
"But, it involves someone we know." she whispers.
Now I have to know who.
"Fine, no deets, just who."
"No, I'll never live this down. You'll probably either laugh or never talk to me again."
"I promise you, I won't laugh or get pissed. I'll tell you mine if it makes you feel better. We'll say them at the same time." She nodded, so I started the countdown. "One..."
"Two..." she continued.
"Three..." We said at the same time, then not even two seconds later we simultaneously said in small voices,
"You." hoping the other's confession would drone out the sound of our own, instead we looked anywhere, but at each other.
"Really? You-you think I..." She trailed off.
I shrugged.
"Guess so," I mumbled.
Of course, being Rachel, she has to go ahead and do the unexpected. If this wasn't my room, I would've left 'cos of all the sexual tension and shit, but no she has to do the complete opposite thing. Confront the matter instead of ignoring it.
"Do you ever wonder... How it feels... To... Be to-touched... I-in that wa-way?"
"A-are you suggesting we... We like, experiment? With, like, touching and... That shit?" I say, half surprised, half so-fucking-excited-my-balls-might-explode.
"It would be good to feel and get the opinion of the other gender..." I didn't let her finish her sentence, I was too busy kissing her to listen.
She tasted awesome. I've seen all my cousins' porn so I pretty much got this whole thing down.
Sure, I've had a couple girlfriends, but we only got as far as making out. None of them have even ever been to my house before, let alone in the same bed as me.
I put my hands on her cheeks, as I ran my tongue along her bottom lip. Her hands came and she started running her hands through my Mohawk and pulling at my hair, which was totally hot. She opened her mouth and I took the chance and practically stuck my tongue down her throat. She made this squeal when I ran my tongue along the roof of her mouth and that drove me crazy.
"More" I hear her mutter.
I pull off my shirt and tossed it into a corner. I'd started working out a few months ago, so I wasn't all ribs, and crap. Rachel moaned (a sound I could get used to hearing) while running her hands over my pecks and abdominal area.
"Lay down." she ordered. I did.
She straddled me and looked me in the eyes. I felt like a dumbass as I laid there doing nothing but staring at her stupidly. Then she took my hands and led them to rest on her boobs. I felt my eyes widen. She looked at me expectantly. I wasn't so sure what to do, so I just started massaging them. My hands moved to the hem of her shirt. I looked back into her eyes and she nodded. I slowly started to raise her shirt until it was over her head. Her boobs weren't the biggest, but they were pretty awesome, compared to other girls'.
She leans down and starts kissing my neck. I start to feel my erection growing from the feeling in my stomach and crotch. She leaves a trail of kisses along my jaw then back down my neck. Then she bites down on where my neck meets my shoulder and starts sucking. I know it's gonna leave a mark, but I don't really care.
I can tell she feels my cock pressing on her thigh, because she pulls back to just stare at me like I had two heads. (which I did, but I mean on my shoulders).
I reach my arms around her back to find the clasp of her bra, but all I feel is the same material. Don't the cupped ones have that thing on the back?
"It's in the front." she mutters. I notice she's blushing and avoiding my gaze, but I just smirk up at her. I still don't see anything besides her chest and the offending article of clothing in-between me and heaven. This is like fucking Purgatory! Rachel sits up, each knee resting on either side of my waist. She reaches up to the metal thing between her breasts that holds the cups together, unclasped it, and threw it over with the rest of our clothes. I feel like this is moving so fast, yet so slow all at once.
Rachel leaned down and kissed me roughly and grinded her torso on mine. It felt amazing.
"Oh shit," I groaned.
I decided to take control and flip us over. She squeaked as we switched and I was on top. I took her hands and pinned them above her head. I was barely thinking about my actions. I brought my head down as my face hovered over her right breast. I look up to see her face and she let's out a breathy whine of "pleeaasse,".
That's all I needed to hear. I dip my head and kiss around it. Until I take her nipple into my mouth. I free her hand and I'm guessing she likes it 'cos she's holding my head there. I take my hand and use it to knead her other breast. When I pinched her nipple, she whimpered and bucked her hips. I look up at her to see if I'm doing anything wrong. And I tell her,
"Hey, Rach, if I do anything you don't like, or hurts, tell me. Don't let me hurt you. I'll try my best not to. Does what I'm doing hurt?" I finally ask pinching both her nipples.
"Mmmh. No, pleeaasse don't stop. That's amazing." I just smirk up at her and she blushes, looking away.
God, she smells amazing. She tastes amazing. She feels fucking amazing. I think as I repeat what I did to the other breast.
And Berry just had to try to cut it off.
"Noah," she said pulling my face up, so we were eye-to-eye.
"We need to stop. We-we're too young... I-I can't do this. I've never even had a boyfriend. We never even talk at school, either. I'm pretty sure this is just a fling type situation. With the only person I can call a friend!" By now, she's not even looking at me and probably just talking to herself. Almost like she's trying to convince herself not to do this, even though she started it. Even though she wants it.
"Rachel, baby, look at me." I said, taking her chin in my thumb and forefinger and tilting her head, so she can look me in the eyes.
"If we're old enough to take sex ed. classes, we're old enough to have sex. Easy as that."
"You wa-want to do th-that. I-I thought this was just... Experimenting wi-wi-with to-touching."
"Y'know what? Just look at it from my perspective. We go through with this whole thing, all the way, and we won't have to worry about our can live, knowing it was given to someone we trust, someone who won't take advantage of it, but keep it safe. We can share that bond. We'll be like, the secretly all-knowing people. You're the only person I can honestly see myself doing this with. It'll be our dirty little secret." god dammit! I hope it worked. Strangely, I was honest about everything I said. It was kinda like I was on autopilot with what I was saying. My mind wasn't really filtering my words, but I must've said the right thing 'cos Rachel's only response was leaning up, closing the space between our lips, and kissing me lightly.
"I'll do it. On one condition, okay, maybe more than one. After this, we just go back to our lives, like nothing happened. I'm still a virgin according to everyone else, but, obviously, not us, that means no telling. Like you said, our dirty little secret. It's nothing personal, it's just... I never planned on losing my virginity until I'm at least 24. We shouldn't tell people until... How about we make it dramatic and shocking. Let's not announce it until we are in our senior year of high school. I can, or you can, put it in our graduation speech! Imagine everyone being so shocked! But only if you agree at the time."
"Only you would make losing your virginity like a drama movie," She giggled "with a dash of humor." I added.
"I'm ready." she whispered.
"This experience will answer a few questions of mine,"
"What kinds of questions?" she asked innocently.
"Like, if you really are sweet like berries."
"I think you just killed the whole mood." she stated teasingly.
"Well, maybe this can make up for it." I said covering her lips with mine once again.
I start kissing my way down her neck and bit and sucked at her pulse point, to leave a mark. I heard her sharp intake of breath as I bit the tender flesh if her neck. Grinning as I kissed my way down the valley between her breasts, my hands were unzipping her too-short pink plaid skirt.
In nothing but panties and a pair of knee socks, I run my hands up and down the insides if her thighs, creating friction. As I went down, my teeth dragged her panties with me. I push them down to her ankles and throw them into the growing pile of clothes.
Her skin was smooth everywhere. I slip two fingers between her legs and use my other hand to spread her legs farther apart, so I had better access. As I said earlier, I've seen tons of porn, so I'm pretty sure I know how to pleasure a woman.
I run my fingers along her slick folds. With my fingers covered with her juices, I look up meet her eyes and lick my fingers clean. Rachel lets out a small moan, but quickly blushes, covering her mouth with her hand. I crawl back up and kiss her, letting her taste herself in my lips.
"Mmmh I am sweet." She said, her voice deeper than usual.
"No kidding, babe." I said, as I sat up and started to undo the buttons of my jeans.
"Here, lemme help you with that." Rachel interfered.
My erection was straining against the zipper of my jeans, and I felt the pressure being lifted as Rach undid the button and zipper.
"Are they usually this... Large?" She asked giving my cock a pointed look.
"Nope, that's just me, babe. Some adults aren't even as impressive as me."
"Do... Do you think you'll fit?" she asked, frowning slightly.
"It should," was my only reply.
"May I?" Rachel asked, pulling on the elastic waistband of my boxers.
I gave a tens nod before she revealed my stif cock, standing a straight and tall 8 inches. So what if I measure, just so I know?
She ran a careful finger down my length. Even her feather-light touches drove me insane.
"Noah," she said, looking up at me. "Does this make me a slut? It's just, I alway watch movies and TV shows, where Y'know everyone can just tell when you lost your V-Card and that's just your label then. Do you think I'm a slut right now?"
"How about this, do you think I'm a man whore right now?"
She gives me a small smile, "No."
"Exactly,"
"But for girls, It's different. Other guys are usually like 'Holy shit man, you lucky bastard.' while girls are like 'Ugh, look at her, she might as well go fuck the whole school now, since sex could just be another one of her hobbies. That whore. I'd bet she's a total bitch.'. Do you get it now?"
"Nobody's gonna notice. And neither of us are telling. We already went through this. S'okay, baby."
"I'm sorry. I'm having second thoughts when I'm not supposed to-"
"We can st-"
"I don't wanna stop. I'm sorry, so I'm gonna make it up to you. I was snooping through my fathers' things and found a magazine on how to please your man. Just let me try something. Just stand up on the ground." I did as she said.
She kneeled in front of m- oh shit. Oh SHIT! She's giving me a blowjob. I've only dreamed of getting one of those.
"I've recently discovered I have no gag reflex. My cousin, Jake, said it would defiantly benefit, when I get a boyfriend. I didn't understand until I read the magazine." She said right before taking the tip of my cock into her mouth and sucking. I suppressed a groan as she pumped her hand up and down my shaft and licking around tip of my member. Then, she abruptly takes my whole member into her mouth Until I hit the back of her throat. She starts swallowing around me and I feel myself reaching a high and then a big burst and it felt amazing. I can tell you right now that the orgasms given by Rachel Berry, are amazing.
Rachel swallows every drop of my cum. And she's never looked so beautiful than right there, smiling up at me after giving me possibly the best blow job ever known to a fourteen-year-old.
"Rach, I think it's time." She knew exactly what I meant, but you probably do too.
I took her hand and led her to the bed and laid her down. I climbed up and straddled her waist, hovering right above her entrance.
I looked up and met her eye to say,
"Last chance to back out, baby. There's no undoing what's about to be done. For both of us, actually. I just wanna make sure you really want this."
"Do it." she muttered as she tensed.
"Not so tense, It's just gonna hurt more. This is supposed to be fun and exciting, not painful and awkward." she immediately relaxed, letting her body sink into the mattress and fluffy pillows.
"Good, I'm gonna count down from five, if you want me to stop or I hurt you, just say so. Here we go, 5... 4... 3... 2... 1."
I just went until the tip was in.
"Go." Rachel says breathily. So I push farther. I feel her wince and I stop. Then I hear her say.
"Don't stop. Go. Go go go." she muttered 'go' over and over a couple times as I moved into her slowly.
She was so tight and hot. It felt amazing just to be in her. When I filled her completely, we let out simeltaneous groans of pleasure.
She whimpered as I slowly pulled out, only to push myself back in a little faster than the first time. I repeated doing it over and over getting faster every push. I reach in and start flicking her clit repeatedly.
Breathing erratic, body glistening, and holding a pillow over her mouth, Rachel reached her orgasm with muffled chants of 'Noah! Noooaaahhh! NNNNOOOOAAAHHH'. Honestly, while everyone just calls me Puck, I'm glad to be Noah to Rachel.
I pull out and lay down next to Rachel who's all burnt out to say anything but a Small "Thank you, Noah.", before we fall asleep.
I wake up to the annoying-as-fuck sound of our counselor banging on the door telling us we have to be down at the mess hall in about an hour.
Rachel's still sound asleep. At least, I think she is. until she turns around and looks me in the eyes.
I'm surprised she's not freaking out right now. Instead she's so calm and relaxed, like last night was a regular occurrence.
"C'mon, Rach. We gotta get dressed." I said, getting out of bed to find Rachel not-so-subtley gawking at my cock.
"I can't believe we did that." She stated in monotone.
"Are you okay? Any regrets?" I ask nervously.
She shakes her head. "No, just shock. I just woke up with a tingling in between my legs and you, sleeping with your arm around me. Did you know, you talk in your sleep?"
"Really?" She nodded. "What did I say?"
"You were singing. You were singing Maroon5. It is kind of weird to wake up after your first time having sex, to your partner singing 'She Will Be Loved' in his sleep. You have a lovely voice, by the way."
"Thanks, well I think it's nest time we get dressed, don't you think?" I said. Rachel blushed before she said,
"Do you mind turning around, so I could het up?"
"You're kidding, right? Did you just completely forget what happened last night?"
"You're right. I'm being silly." She says as she stands and stretches her arms over her head. I just can't help but stare at her perfect body on display for me.
"I'm going to take a shower, just so you'll know." She stated.
"Mind if I join you?" I asked jokingly. Too bad she didn't take it that way.
"Noah! That's dugusting! That was a one-time thing. it's not gonna happen again!" And with that, she left my room.
The rest of Jew camp didn't really require us to talk, so we didn't. And I'm pretty sure because of my big mouth, I just lost my Jew Friend and all my chances of dating her. Oh well, there's always other chicks to screw.
P.S.- I kept Rachel's clothes, a hot pink floral pattern 34B push-up bra, a short-sleeved owl sweater, her (wet) pink cotton panties, and pink plaid skirt. I think she took my clothes too, my blue plaid boxers, my jeans, my favorite band t-shirt, and my new Mikinley School District football sweatshirt with 'Puckerman' in the back that I threw over there before she came.
Okay, so this is most definitely NOT a one-shot. It's also not my first FanFiction (I deleted that one because I didn't really like it…) my first one was actually a Twilight Alice/Jasper story. I kinda felt bad erasing it because a bunch of people followed it. ANYWAY! I used to be a Finchel (EWWWWWWW!), then PuckleBerry, THEN an EvanBerry ('_'), Then back to PuckleBerry ={). Yeah, I'm kinda messed up. Reviews are appreciated!
OOOH! And every chapter is going to be based on a song, you can name a song that you'd like to kind of have something to do with what you want the chapter to be like… or whatever.
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