Authors note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are over eighteen years of age. All characters are figures of the author's imagination.
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Sarah was heartbroken. All her fears of Cameron finding someone prettier than her had come true. She thought he loved her, but obviously, he had only wanted to take her cherry. Like a fool, she had fallen for his lies completely.
She sat through first period in a daze. She couldn't remember a thing Mr. Harper said about the Peloponnesian wars. The students were all buzzing about Cameron and those cheerleader whores, and something about a fight on the commons. She blocked their inane chatter out of her mind.
She had second period in twenty minutes. Cameron was in that class and Sarah knew she couldn't see him without making a total fool out of herself. She would either burst into tears or smash his face with whatever she could get her hands on, so she told Mr. Harper she wasn't feeling well, left class, informed the office, and went home.
She spent the morning crying in her room. Her chest felt like it had a hole right through it. She sobbed as she lay on her bed clutching her teddy bear, Mr. Giggles. Why was Cameron doing this? She thought they had something special. Sarah had daydreamed many times about him asking her to marry him. In her dreams, his face always looked so beautiful when she told him; of course, she would marry him. She felt like a naïve child.
Sarah cried until she had no more tears. She decided that she couldn't lie in her room all day feeling sorry for her self. She changed into some shorts and decided to clean house. Cleaning always took her mind off her problems. She cleaned her room first, then the bathrooms, the living room and finally the kitchen. She bagged up the trash and took it to the trashcans in the alley behind her back yard.
"Hey Goose," a voice said as she walked back through her yard.
She looked toward the voice and saw her neighbor Rick's head sticking over the fence between their back yards. Rick was a senior in college, but usually came home from the city on days he didn't have classes. Since she was a little girl, he always called her Goose. "Oh, hey Rick," she said.
"You look like you've been crying," he said concerned.
"Boy troubles," she said, "You know how it is."
"You want to come over and talk about it?" He asked.
'What the hell,' Sarah thought, 'I've got no one else to talk to.'
She told Rick she would be over in a few minutes. She went to her vanity and tried to make her face presentable. She gave up. No amount of makeup was going to disguise her puffy eyes.
Rick opened the front door for Sarah and she noticed that all he was wearing was a pair of shorts and a leather cord around his neck. A little jade square with some oriental symbol hung from the cord. He was a little taller than Cameron, but leaner. Where Cameron's muscles were thick, Rick's were lean like a swimmer. She figured he must have been sunning when he heard her in the back yard.
"Where are your Mom and Dad?" Sarah asked as he led her into the living room where he plopped into a recliner. She sat on the couch across from him.
"Work," he responded. "So I hear you're legally an adult now."
"Yeah, for two whole weeks now," she said.
"I'm gonna have a beer," he said as he brushed his black hair out of his eyes. "You want a beer?"
"Sure," she said, not wanting to seem like a kid to him.
He climbed out of the recliner and disappeared into the kitchen. Rick returned a moment later with two bottles of beer. He had already opened hers for her.
"Now," he said, "Tell me about these boy troubles."
She took a swig of beer and began. A half hour and two more beers later she finished. When Rick brought her third beer, he sat beside her on the couch. He put his arm around her shoulders as she finished her tale. She had a good buzz going and didn't seem to mind. Sarah only had three beers but she wasn't used to drinking alcohol.
"Sarah, this guy Cameron is crazy if he thinks these other girls are better than you." He said as he squeezed her reassuringly.
"I don't know," she said doubtfully.
"Trust me Sarah," he said stroking her hair. "A lot of guys would love to be with you."
"Really?" She asked.
He brushed a lock of her hair behind her ear, leaned in, and pressed his lips to hers. His tongue slipped out and caressed her full lips until she parted hers and allowed his tongue to fill her mouth. He swirled his tongue around her mouth with more force than she was used to and tasted of beer.
Sarah felt a little light headed from the combined effect of the beer and his insistent kiss. She barely noticed when he began massaging her breasts through her shirt. Her mind might not have noticed but her body responded and her nipple hardened under his touch. She moaned softly into his mouth.
Sarah followed when he took her hand and led her to his bedroom. She didn't really want to go, but Cameron had hurt her bad. Her alcohol-clouded judgment told her that if Cameron didn't want her at least Rick did.
He pulled her inside his room and pushed the door closed with his foot. He grabbed her with both hands by her head and pulled her lips to his. His tongue invaded her mouth again, and she sucked on it hungrily.
Rick removed his lips from hers long enough to pull her shirt over her head. He continued feasting on her mouth and running his hand over her back. He unsnapped her bra, removed it and threw it on the floor. He fell to his knees in front of her. He cupped her breasts underneath and lifted them up. He sucked first one nipple into his mouth and then the other. He nibbled and sucked on her hard nipples until he heard her moan with pleasure.
He removed his hands from her sensitive breasts and pulled her shorts and panties down to her ankles in one smooth motion. She stepped out of them and he tossed them aside. He cupped her ass cheeks in his hands and pulled her to him. Rick buried his nose in the black curls above her pussy while his hands squeezed and rubbed her ass.
Rick pushed her backward and she fell back on his bed with her feet still on the floor. He lifted her legs and settled them on his shoulders with his head between. He leaned forward and ran his tongue around the outside of her pussy.
Sarah shivered when his tongue touched the tender flesh, and she gasped when he lightly licked her slit from bottom to top. He swirled his tongue in a circle around her entrance and then slid it up to flick her clit.
"Your pussy tastes good, Goose," he mumbled. He worked his tongue more insistently on her clit occasionally sucking it and pulling on it with his lips.
He stood quickly and removed his shorts. His cock stood out before him. It was as long as Cameron's she noticed, but not as thick. His foreskin was intact and covered half of his swollen head. He pulled her up until she was sitting on the edge of the bed and pressed his cock against her lips.
She opened her mouth and allowed his stiff cock to slide between her lips. She could feel his foreskin slide back as her lips closed around his dick. She sucked it and rolled her tongue around it. His uncircumcised cock felt strange in her mouth as her tongue licked around the folds of skin.
She grabbed his shaft with one hand and cupped his balls with the other. She started sliding her hand up and down his long cock while rolling his balls around in their sack. She slurped on his cock head hungrily almost angrily. 'Fuck Cameron and his cheerleader whores,' she thought.
