-1Author's Note: The following update is not to promote teenage sex. Far from it. Also, just because I am a mother, if you are a teen and you are having sex, be careful! There are many nasty things out there, not to mention that those cute babies are expensive.
The dress hung in a clear plastic bag on the back of her closet door. A deep plum color with one shoulder strap it was a column of shimmering silk. There was a pair of matching stilettos set beneath the bag. She had a clear view of them from where she lay on her bed, make up done to perfection and her hair a waterfall of glossy red waves.
Rolling onto her side, Addison pulls the lavender sheet up over her naked breasts. There was always this feeling, in the pit of her stomach, that she shouldn't be doing this, that she should just say no. Then Mark would do as he was now; run his hands over her body. Her head lolls back against his chest as he strums his fingers over her belly, then slides them between her legs. She willing parts her thigh, letting him slide first one, then two fingers into her waiting body.
"Like that, huh?" His breath teases her ear, she lets out a small whimper. A knot was building low in her belly, tightening up with each thrust of his fingers. When she started to feel the knot coming undone he rolled her onto her back, spreading her legs with his hands. She gasp, then moans, when he thrusts into her. She wraps her legs around his waist, her nails scratch down his back.
It didn't last long. It never did. They would hit hard and fast, panting and sweaty. Then it would be over. The good feelings left, leaving her with that sense that she shouldn't have let him. Especially since neither one of them ever had the patience to remember a condom and she was to scared to ask her mother to take her to get birth control.