She could hear a couple knocks at the door.
She pulled three dogs back, a Golden Retriever, an Australian Shepherd, and a dog that wasn't hers, a Pit Bull and Great Dane mix.
"Guys, get back!" She groaned and opened the door.
"Oh, hi Troy... " She pulled all three of the dogs out of the way.
George, the Pit Bull and Great Dane, snarled and showed his teeth.
"George, go lay down!" Gabriella pointed to the couch. He obeyed.
She grabbed Troy's hand and walked him past her two other dogs, then went into her room and slammed the door shut.
"They're rambuncious. I'm sorry." She put her foot in front of Marley's nose as she stuck it under the door.
"It's alright. I've got Dobie and a Rottie at my house. They're so lovable that they don't know what to do when people come in."
Gabriella ran her fingers through her hair and sat on her bed. He set his things down, admiring her room.
"Wow... It's pretty girly in here... "
Her room was covered in three pink walls, and one blue one which was waiting to be painted. She had a pink blanket with purple sheets and pillows, and every piece of furniture was hand-carved wood. A couple pieces of artwork were shown in her curio cabinet, along with some momentos from Disney World.
He grabbed his book from his backpack and sat upon her bed with her.
He turned to the first page.
"Okay, so... What do you need help with?"
He was a faker. He knew everything in that book like the back of his hand.
"School supplies."
"Materiales Escolares."
"Backpack."
"Mochila."
"Disk."
"Disquete."
He put his finger to his lip.
"To carry."
"Llevar."
"Orange."
"Anaranjado."
"Books."
"Libros. Anything else?"
He shook his head.
She grinned a little, knowing he knew everything in the book.
But what would he want in her?
Nobody liked her.
Not even Troy.
She thought.
"Did you really break up with Ally?" She looked over at him.
"Yeah. We broke up." He wrote down something in his notebook. "We just weren't getting along."
Liar. I saw you making out with her right across the street before you dropped her off at her house.
Gabriella fluffed her pillow up a little and layed her head on it behind him as his feet hung over the edge of the bed. He looked over at her, chuckling.
"Tired, huh?"
"Nah, not really. Just a little upset. Nothing to worry about."
"What are you upset about?" He shut his paper in his book.
"High school. Damn immature kids making sex moans in the back. Kid was humping the seat behind me. Just everything. I'm so fucking sick of it."
He turned towards her a little more. "They'll grow up."
"It sure is taking them a long time." Gabriella pulled her body up a little and rested her hand across her chest.
He breathed a large breath.
"Are you getting a ride to school from anyone? If the people on the bus are annoying you that bad, I'll take you to school and back. If it's a hassle with your parents, I'll wait at the end of the drive down there for you so they don't see."
She looked over at him. "Thanks for the offer, but I don't know if it will work out."
"Well, if there's a time you don't want to ride the bus, just text me and I'll come get you. Here... " He pulled his phone out. "What's your number?"
"Don't have a phone." She sighed. "My parents tell me they will turn it on, but haven't yet."
"Oh." He said, turning his phone off and putting it back in his backpack.
A moment of silence fell upon them.
"How tall are you?" She looked over at him.
"Six foot. You?"
She giggled a little. "Oh god, I'm five one. Haven't grown an inch or gained a pound since fifth grade."
He smiled a little and ran his hand across his hair. "You'll get there. I was stuck for a couple years. Then, all of a sudden, I spurted up, my voice got deeper, and my balls dropped."
She laughed at that one.
"I never thought you were a dirty person, Troy."
He cracked a little smile. "I'm usually not. How long are your parents going to be gone?"
"I don't know. They'll probably be gone until two. They went to Strongsville to see my mamaw."
He raised an eyebrow. "This late?"
"Yep."
"Do they always go out this late?"
"They're night-goers. They complain all day because of toothaches and back pain, and it gets annoying. They go buy heroine from my Uncle- "
Her eyes got big.
"Heroine?" He scratched the side of his head. "They're shooters?"
"No, not by any means. They use the straw... "
"Oh... " He played with his fingers a little. "That must suck."
"Yeah... I sit here all day and be bored, because they don't go out and do anything. They just sit back there all day. They buy me things to keep me occupied, probably so I don't bother them. They always tell me that they love me but... "
"But you don't believe it?" He said softly.
"No, I just don't think they really mean it." She pulled her shirt down a little farther. "I've never really felt love. Just from my dogs and my kitties. That's pretty much it."
He looked down at Marley's nose sticking through the bottom of the door. "You've never had your first kiss?"
She shook her head.
"You've never had a boyfriend?"
Once again, she shook her head.
"Are you still a virgin?"
She nodded.
"Wow... " He looked down at the bed. "I couldn't imagine not being love by my parents, or by anyone else."
She chuckled a little, a tear rolling off the side of her face. "Yeah, it's not fun."
He looked over at her. "Well, I think you deserve love. You're very pretty and I would have never guessed you've never had a boyfriend."
"Nobody at school likes me. No boys. No girls. They all think I'm just a fucking nerd. I'm not good at sports or gym, and I'm short and skinny, and they just think I'm... A nerd."
She could tell he was beginning to feel bad. She stopped talking, because she didn't want him to feel bad for her.
"I can't imagine what you're going through." He shook his head. "I'm so sorry you have to go through that... Nobody should."
A moment of silence fell upon them once again.
She stared off into space, wondering what it would feel like to really feel love, and have someone love her...
He looked directly into her eyes. "Do you want someone to love you?"
"Yeah." She looked over at him. "I've wanted a boyfriend for a long time now... "
He pulled his body up and crawled over to her. "I can help you find a little love..."
"Where?" She said, not paying attention to where he was. "Where would that be?"
"Right here... " He whispered in her ear.
She turned her head a little, following his eyes as she knew what was about to happen.
Before she knew it, he had his shoes and socks off, his shirt off, and was over her.
She unzipped her jeans, and he slid them down her slender, smooth legs. He discarded them at the end of the bed.
Without even thinking any more, he grabbed the end of her shirt and pulled it over her head.
She wanted to be loved so, so badly...
She didn't want to waste any time. She sat up a little, and he unclasped her bra from behind, sliding it off her arms and throwing it across the room.
He sat up a little as he could feel her shivers beneath his body, and turned the light off. He pulled her pink blanket up, and then pulled her underwear off.
The only sound heard was her panting and the sound of his belt being loosened. He unzipped his pants, then pulled them down.
He did the same with his boxers.
And before she knew it, she felt his hands across her breasts. She threw her head back in angst, trying to hold back a moan.
"No, no time for that... " She grabbed his shoulders. "I don't want to wait... I want love... I want it now... " She cried into his ear.
She drew her legs up slightly and out, opening her gates to him. She grasped one of his hands, since she was new to this and he was not. But, it didn't help, because he hammered into her hard the first time unexpectedly, trying to beat the tensing of her muscles to get down as far as he could. He had obviously done this a couple times before, and was to used to it that he forgot she was a virgin and wasn't used to the feeling.
She let go of his hand and gripped the bedsheets as he slid down a little farther.
He pulled up, and without another word, stroked into her a couple times at a slow, steady pace. Even thought it was the slowest he could possibly go, she couldn't bear it. She yelped and tensed up, pulling herself back with a tear running down her cheek. He drew out of her and wiped her tear away with his thumb. "It'll hurt a little bit at first, but you'll get used to it."
She sobbed and nodded slowly.
"Open your legs up so I can get in again... I'll talk you through it, alright?"
She nodded again, and took his hand.
"I'm not trying to hurt you on purpose... " He positioned himself in a spot where he knew she would be a little more comfortable with. "Try not to be so tense as I'm going down, because it'll hurt more and make it harder for me to get down there. And open your legs a little more, because it'll be harder for you to tensen."
She obeyed his every word.
She could feel the tip of his dick rubbing across her opening.
And suddenly, he pushed into her, and slowly pushed himself further down.
She bit her lip, then tensed.
"No, not any further... " She shook her head. "That's it."
He let go of her hand and grabbed her hip, then her side, pushing himself a little further. "Alright, I'm going to go slow, but don't get so tense that I can't move... "
She seemed a little lost as what to do next. He chuckled a little, took his hand off her side, and without withdrawing from her, pushed her body onto the pillow a little more. "You can hold my shoulders if you don't feel comfortable."
She quickly slapped her hands on his shoulders.
"Now you let me do all the work." He grabbed her side once again, and started off slow.
It took all of her might not to cry.
He sped up a tiny bit, watching her face carefully to make sure that she wasn't in too much pain.
Suddenly, she relaxed a little.
She was starting to get used to the pain.
Within a couple more seconds, he felt her body loosen beneath him, and she wrapped her legs around his waist.
He moved back a little, giving her a little smile, and knew she was ready to start seriously.
He started pounding into her, making her so shocked that she let go of his shoulders and gripped the sheets. He gripped her hip harder with his hand. Her face showed complete, pure pleasure.
He slammed into her a couple times more and picked the pace up, going the speed that he knew she wanted.
She let him go down a little further, feeling a large spot in her body become loose.
With every ten seconds, she let him go a little further down until she knew where she would cum at. He became melodic with his movements as he waited patiently for her to let go and let him go into that one spot that would make her cry with pain.
She looked up at him, and he slowed a little. "You alright?"
She nodded.
"Are you ready for it?"
Without regret, she nodded again.
As he picked up speed, he tried harder and harder to get to that spot, but she just didn't let go.
He sped up almost to his maximum speed, trying to get down there.
Finally, she let go. She yelped again, a couple tears rolling down her cheeks as he pounded into that spot, filling his body with pleasure and satisfication. He groaned against her neck, pushing himself in deeper. He whispered to her that she was doing great, then knew that she was ready to start experiencing it fully.
He knew how to make a girl melt beneath him.
He jacked himself up, and she looked up at him, about to complain from him stopping.
Without her even knowing, he hammered into her at such a fast pace she screeched with pleasure.
She arched her back into him, pleasure flowing through her veins like a drug. She moaned and screamed, feeling the love that she was dying to feel.
He groaned, then felt her body begin to tighten.
She was almost there.
He hammered into her as hard and as fast as he could push his body to go. She let out a couple screams as her body tensed totally, and she arched into him. She moaned loudly, with pleasure filling her heart, and held him in as he jabbed into her.
She felt his dick hitting the right spot, the spot that she needed him to hit. He hammered that spot, and she screamed again. Her body began to move in melodic motions with his.
Her body loosened, and she felt her muscles beginning to ache.
She whined a little as she hurt a little, but he shushed her, holding her cheek as he bent down towards her and planted a kiss upon her lips. She could still feel that he hadn't withdrawn yet.
He pulled back a little and dove in for more, kissing her with strides that were off the charts. His strong arms caged her in, not allowing her to move from his reins. She didn't want to move, anyway. She wanted to enjoy her first love experience, the first time she had ever felt love. It was so vivid and unimaginably beautiful that a couple tears fell from her eyes as he withdrew from her and ran his hand across her arm. He pulled his lips away from her, but didn't stop the kisses. He trailed down her neck and on her chest, between her breasts and down her stomach. He jumped over her bellybutton and stopped right above her vulva, planting a hard, sucking kiss on her, sucking so hard that he raised her head up a little as he tried to pull away. He moved back up to her forehead and planted one last kiss on her head.
He rolled off of her and sat staring at the ceiling.
His eyes were wide.
"Holy shit Gabriella... " He looked over at her with a large smile. "You're amazing."
She sat up in bed and pulled the blanket up to her chest, heaving. "I can't believe I just had sex with someone who isn't even my boyfriend... "
He looked over at her, and she looked back at him.
Suddenly, it was like a wave hit her.
She had just become a slut.
She shook her head, sobbing as tears rolled down her cheeks. "This is so wrong... "
He found his boxers and slipped them over his legs. "You needed love, I helped you out." He smiled over at her, then realized she was crying. "Oh, Gabriella... It's not as bad as you think... "
She shut her eyes. "Yes it is! I just got fucked by a guy who just broke up with his girlfriend! You don't call that wrong?"
"No, not at all."
"Then you're a flaming idiot." She sighed. "You're not even my boyfriend."
He handed her her underwear and bra from the floor. "Well, would you be my girlfriend?" He looked up at her.
She quickly put them on. "Give me time to think about it, alright?"
"Alright." He replied.
"Don't think I love you, because I don't." She looked over at him. "This happened once, and it won't happen again."
Jokingly, he implied "Usted no me quiere, señorita Gabriela?". (You don't love me, miss Gabriella?)
She rolled her eyes. "No, te amo no." (No, I love you not.)
