Andrea has always used her looks to get what she wants, and get who she wants. She developed breasts and her figure in eighth grade, and for her, high school was a playground. Her first lover, a man who she doesn't even remember, was a senior when she was a freshman. Their first date was a walk around a shopping mall, and when they got back to his car they started kissing. He was worried about doing things in public, but she didn't care.
When she was sitting in the passenger seat, she reached over and grabbed his crotch. She felt him get hard, and smiled as she unzipped his pants, and fished out his huge erection. He let out a loud moan when she put one of his balls into her mouth. She gently sucked it and tickled it with her tongue. She then switched to the other one. She was also stroking his thighs with her hands. She drenched his lap with her saliva. Starting at the root, she worked her way up to the sensitive underside of his cock, right under the head. She gave that area some kisses, and then teased him a bit with some long slow licks up and down the shaft. She finally put her lips around the whole head of his cock and started to gently suck him off, while fondling his balls with her hand, she slowly lowered her mouth over his entire cock, getting it deep inside her mouth.
He reclined his seat so he was lying down, and she removed her thong, but kept her skirt on. She slowly guided his tip to her entrance, and he grabbed her hips, pulling her down onto himself. She still takes pride in that's how she popped her cherry. She hurt for just a moment, then smiled as his huge member filled her need. She rocked her hips, and he started thrusting hard. He was so big, and she felt so good. She closed her eyes, not caring who was inside her, just that her physical need was met. She felt herself get close to the feeling she got when she played with herself. She felt his legs tense, and he let out an "uh..." while she felt a few hot jets of his cum go deep inside her. She never came. She started yelling at him that he didn't make her climax. He told her to fuck off and get out of his car.
She had her eyes locked on Rick Grimes. He was so handsome, so polite, and everything she wanted. But her had eyes for someone else. From the second he met Lori Wilson, he was hooked. Despite all her attempts to get his attention, break them up, and take her place in his heart, she always failed.
Another senior, whom she met a week later, was another name she forgot. He took her to the school's boiler room, and she led him to a dark corner. He bent her over the janitor's desk, and wasted no time at all diving into her, like a hungry dog. He hammered into her for half an hour before squirting his hot liquid deep inside her. He was rough, just the way she likes it. But he didn't do what she wanted, and told her to shut up. She was angry that she didn't have an orgasm with him. She yelled at him when he was getting dressed, but he just laughed.
A week after her encounter with the second man, she faked a headache to get out of going to her uncle's funeral. She was alone in the house, and called Shane to come over. She was wearing a long tee shirt and no panties. Shane knocked on the door, and she led him into her bedroom.
He took a seat on her bed and patted the spot next to him. She sat down and looked at him for a moment. Her gaze running top to toe in an appraising manner. Andrea shifted, swinging her leg over his so she straddled his legs. She didn't take her eyes from his as she brought her lips slowly to his. The kiss was soft, exploratory. She moved to nibble on his lower lip before bringing her lips back to his for a deep kiss. Their tongues thrust together, each trying to establish some kind of dominance. Shane's hands gripped her ass, pulling her down onto him and grinding his hips into her. He slipped his hands into them to caress the soft naked flesh underneath. Andrea followed suit her hands running over the defined ridges of Shane's abdomen underneath his shirt.
Andrea removed her hands, placing them instead on the buttons. She stopped kissing Shane to look at the smooth chest she unveiled with each button she undid. She was surprised by having a finger slipped inside her from behind and she pushed herself onto it. The last button came free and she slipped the shirt off his shoulders and admired the body of the man beneath her. He obviously took care of himself, something she definitely appreciated in this moment.
She moved her lips to his neck, sucking just enough to leave a light mark before running her tongue over his chest, giving each small nipple a testing tug and nip. The finger slowly stroking inside of her was removed and her shirt was pulled over her head and discarded. Shane's hands slid up over her hips and sides to cup the lush curves he had revealed. He pulled her to him so that he could enclose one tight nipple in his mouth. Andrea tipped her head back, spilling her long blonde hair down her back. Shane gave her nipple a small nip and when she reacted by pushing her hips harder into him she was rewarded with a more forceful bite that was sure to leave a lasting impression. The other nipple received the same treatment and Andrea felt herself become wet beyond belief.
When Shane was done lavishing attention on her breasts her lifted both her and himself from the bed. Andrea wrapped her legs round him to secure herself. He tipped both of them onto the bed, making sure his weight didn't hurt her and quickly removed the rest of his clothes.
She gasped when his mouth fell on the center of her, nothing gentle about the forceful licks her tingling clit was receiving. It didn't take long for her to quickly reach the edge and she allowed herself to be tossed over, screaming his name as her legs trembled around his head. Shane slowed his attentions allowing her to recover, avoiding her clit that was bordering on too sensitive after such an orgasm. Instead Andrea turned the two of them so she was kneeling between his legs and she brought her mouth to his rock hard cock. She gave him the same treatment he had her and dived right into the act. Wrapping her lips around him and using her tongue to wet all the shaft it could reach. Shane groaned and grabbed onto the bed sheets. Andrea swept her hair out of the way, allowing the softness of it to fall over his stomach but not obstructing his view of her lips locked over the head of his cock, sucking him into the wet heat. One hand settled on her head and she allowed it to push her down, taking as much of the large shaft as she could. She stopped when she felt the head touched her throat, not wanting to gag. She tightened her lips around him and slowly dragged them off.
He urged her off him and brought her to straddle him again. She knelt above him allowing him to bring the tip of him to her entrance. She waited until he moved his hands to her hips and pulled her downwards before she allowed herself to slide onto him.
Andrea felt herself being split slowly open by the large cock that was forcing its way into her. She could imagine the view Shane was getting and tightened her muscles in response to the provoking images. She made it most of the way down, feeling him pressed tight against her cervix along with every possible part of her insides. She had never felt so full to bursting. Shane brought his legs up and planted his heels. He spread his legs wide and began to rock within her, not really moving in or out. Her hands held his shoulders and her teeth bit her lip as she felt that last inch slide impossibly inside her. He allowed her time to adjust to the intrusion before urging her hips to move. Andrea complied, alternating her movements from grinding against his pubic bone which sent a sharp jolt through her clit with sliding up and down his length rapidly.
Shane's hands played with her breasts, toying with her hard nipples, trying to tease the peaks even larger. He was enjoying both the view and the feel of being sunk deep within her, enjoying the view of her bringing herself close to another orgasm, fucking herself on his cock, using it for her own pleasure. He watched as her teeth sunk into her lip, her hands tightened their grip on him, her nails dragging at his flesh. He enjoyed the ripples of her muscles on him as she came again. She pushed herself onto his full length and held there as her second orgasm of the night wracked her body. A long, low, drawn-out moan was the only sound that escaped her lips. She stayed seated on him as small aftershocks prolonged her orgasm.
"I make you cum?"
"Yes. Finally. Fucking finally."
"Good. I gotta go. We'll do this again."
And so they did. Throughout high school, until one day in junior year, about a month after she caught him fucking someone else. They broke up for a while, and she was standing at his locker when he got there in the morning.
The one she wanted in her bed, Rick, was walking behind Shane, his hand in Lori's and carrying her books in the other. Ever the gentleman.
"Hey Blondie. You want a little pickle tickle to start your day?" He laughed. "Alright...let's go to the bathroom."
Her response was a slap across his face. He instinctively slapped her back, knocking her onto the floor. That caught the attention of everyone in the hallway, and a classmate helped her up. She seethed when she said "I need to talk to you. Right now."
He glared at her, and walked away, heading towards the side door of the school. Andrea ran after him, and when they were alone outside she told him that she was pregnant.
"No fucking way it's mine. No fucking way."
"Well, it is, and you're responsible. You need to step up. I expect a diamond on my finger and you to man up.
"You want me to marry you? Are you fucking kidding me? You're a fucking whore. You fucked almost every guy here. Including a few teachers. It's not mine."
They continued fighting, until the bell rang and they had to go in to their classes. They didn't see each other for the rest of the day. Rick was the only one who had his driver's license and a car. He drove Shane home, who was unusually quiet. Shane just offered up a "later" to Rick and Lori, who was sitting right next to him.
Over the next two weeks, Shane convinced Andrea to have an abortion. They were too young. They couldn't handle the responsibility. They had to go to college and have a life. He wore her down. Although Shane didn't have a license, he drove Andrea to the local Planned Parenthood and waited in the lobby while she had an abortion. He drove her home without a word. He stopped the car in front of her parent's house, and told her to get out. The following Monday, just two days later, Andrea was back at school. She avoided Shane for a while, and eventually summer break came. They lived in a small town, but he did everything to avoid her.
They resumed their sex life in their senior year, still not using condoms. She was attracted to Shane at a primal level; it was not love. It was pure sex.
Sophomore year in college, she was thankful that Lori, her roommate, since spent so much time with Rick. She fucked almost every man in the dorm, but only Shane could make her have an earth shattering orgasm. Time went on, and her hatred for Lori grew. The next year, junior year, she heard that Rick and Lori were engaged. She wanted to fuck Rick. Not because she liked him, but because she wanted to hurt Lori.
She went to Rick and Shane's room, and walked in without knocking. She caught Rick and Lori making love, and got a good look at his naked ass.
"Andrea, get the fuck out!" Rick yelled.
"I need to talk to Shane. It's important."
"He's not here. Get out."
"I'll wait."
Lori, who is usually quiet and avoids confrontations, pushed Rick's shoulder aside and said "Andrea, Shane's not here. Please leave."
"Fuck off, Olive Oyl. Seems to me that cancer took the wrong sister. You're next."
Rick yelled "get the fuck out now!" and picked up a book on Greek Mythology, the only thing close. He threw it at her, almost hit her in the head, and two guys on the same floor, Abraham Ford and Eugene Porter, dragged Andrea out of the room. Abe shut and locked the door, and the men could be heard yelling at Andrea.
Lori took the words to heart, and started crying. It was only three months after her only sister died of breast cancer at the age of twenty one. The wound was still raw, and Lori broke down in deep sobs. Rick tried to comfort her the best he knew how, just letting her cry on his shoulder and rubbed her back. She was inconsolable. Rick thought he could make it all better. He wanted to try. He held Lori tightly, and told her how much he loved her. When she calmed down a little, he gave Lori a sip of the bottled water he had, helped her get dressed. It was at that point, especially since they were already engaged, that Rick decided that she move the remainder of her stuff from the room she shares with Andrea and live with him.
Later that day, Andrea met up with a nameless man again, and they were having sex in her bed. Shane walked in, without knocking, and interrupted the two. The man pulled out, grabbed his clothes and headed to the small bathroom. Shane and Andrea started screaming at each other, and Andrea told him that they have another situation.
"What situation?"
"Same as in high school."
"Are you fucking kidding me? AGAIN? Didn't you get fixed or something? Well, it sure as hell ain't mine." The man walked by them as they were yelling at each other. Shane grabbed the man by the arm and said "spread the word, bro. She likes to fuck, and now she's pregnant. The father is anyone with a dick."
"Ain't mine." he said as he left the room.
"I came here to tell you to leave Lori alone. Rick's like my brother. I look at Lori as a sister. She's been through really bad shit."
"I don't care about Lori. We need to talk."
"No we don't and you're on your own with this one."
"You're the father."
"Bullshit." Shane said as he left the room, leaving the door open and Andrea still naked on her bed.
Weeks went by, and Andrea made the decision to have another abortion. She asked the girl who lives across the hall to give her a ride to the clinic. The girl declined, saying that she doesn't agree with it. Other girls on the same floor felt the same way. She burned so many bridges, and realized that nobody cared. She called for a taxi to take her to the clinic, and when the procedure was over, the receptionist called another cab to take her back to the dorm.
As senior year started, her parents, who were deeply religious, found out about her two abortions and sexual reputation, and they refused to pay for her final year. They cut off all contact when they thought about what could have been with their two grandchildren. She took on financial aid, had to take a job cleaning the dorm's bathrooms. They didn't attend her graduation, and nobody cheered when she walked across the stage. She had to give up her dream of going to law school, and becoming an attorney, and then a judge. She lost contact with them, and found out through her brother when her mother died, and then later when her father died. They messed up her plans to climb up the ladder and get out of the piece of shit town, and she hated them for it. She received a small inheritance, which she used for a weekend in Vegas.
She had connections in the community, most of them sexual flings, and so many men didn't want their wives to find out about her. She got a teaching job, and slept her way to being a principal. She didn't attend the wedding of Rick and Lori Grimes, but she saw the happy couple in the local town's newspaper under wedding announcements.
Years later, after a string of failed relationships, she smiled as she read the front page newspaper about the car accident. She figured two weeks was enough time to grieve, and went to the Grimes house with a bouquet of flowers, and wore a low cut top, her cleavage spilling out. When Rick answered the door he looked like a zombie. His crystal blue eyes were sunken in and marred by dark circles. He was pale…haunted.
She winced at the smell when he let her come into the house. Rotten food, moldy clothes in the washing machine, and overflowing trash.
She sat with her old friend as he cried on her shoulder. She looked around at the pictures of Olive Oyl. Too many smiling pictures. She wondered if they were ever intimate on the very couch she was sitting on.
She had what she wanted after almost two decades. Rick Grimes was in her arms. His body shook with sobs, and she held him tightly. She pressed her breasts into him, and felt his tears on her shoulder. Her hands went from rubbing his back to spinning her fingers through his hair. She kissed him on the cheek, and when he turned his head she tried to kiss him on the mouth, before he snapped to reality and pushed her away.
Andrea remembered what he said. She was a whore, and tried to take advantage of him after his world was over. He threw her out of his house, and told her he never wanted to see her again.