Free The Risk by Lauren Branford

First Time
     
                  The night air is cool, but Kyle’s mouth is warm. I feel his lips running down my neck as I grasp the metal sides of his truck bed. He wanted to drive me out to the middle of nowhere, but I refused, too scared to venture off with a boy I barely knew. Then again, there was nothing boyish about Kyle. Sure, he’s only eighteen, like me, but he’s just as vast and formidable as any man I’ve ever met.
    We just graduated from high school last night, ready to start our adult adventures in a heat. That is with Kyle’s cock about to plunge into my tight pussy. I wish I could be a little bit more romantic by whispering in his ear and telling him that I’m a virgin. However, I’m far too shy. By how nervous I’ve acted, I’m sure that he’s reached that conclusion.
    Kyle pulls back and removes his white varsity t-shirt over his head. He reaches for my blouse, unbuttoning it swiftly. Then he sees my bra and unfastens it from the back.
    The air touches against my nipples, instantly causing them to harden before Kyle’s eyes. I watch him glare over my exposed breasts, licking his bottom lip with desire.
    I want to reach for him, allowing him to come closer to me. However, nervously stall. Kyle was the quarterback of the school, and I am just some shy church girl who confessed to having a crush on him. The very next day, I get a call from him, asking me on a date. I should have known we’d end up in the back of his truck like this.
    “Damn, those are beautiful,” Kyle says, hushed while glaring at my chest. Before I can blush, his strong fingers clasp around my soft breasts. I moan as he pushes into me, lapping at my rosebud nipple with his warm tongue. My face nears his auburn hair, taking in his thick, masculine scent into my small, button nose.
    Whatever he can do to make me feel alive , I’ll have it. It’s all that I’ve wanted during my time in high school, to be taken by a stiff guy. For far too long I’ve kept my feelings under wraps. I close my eyes, allowing his touch to take over my body. I want him to grab me and throw me against the cold metal of his truck. I want to feel his hard, thick cock ramming into my tight pussy until it’s bright red with excitement.
    Still, I don’t think I’ll get my wish. Everyone knows that I’m a pastor’s little girl. He would kill me, and the guy who fucked me would get worse . Even seeing my breasts is forbidden fruit. Then again, that’s, likely, what Kyle likes about me; I’m a heart-pounding risk.
    I brushed aside my long brown hair as he plays with my soft breasts with his mouth. His finger runs down my stomach and into my panties. I’m wet, and I know that he can feel it. Two of his fingers press together, rubbing around my swollen clit.
    Damn , I want him inside of me.
    Kyle curls his index finger at my opening. I feel him push against my sensitive lips with my juices dripping all over his eager fingers. Go in me already .
    I’m so nervous that I could almost cry. Instead, I whimper a little from the excitement. His teeth come forward, biting down on my tender nipple. It hurt, but in the best way possible.
    Just as his fingertips push into my pussy, I sense something bright from the other side of the park. I open my eyes to see the glare of headlights coming in our direction. I push Kyle back, but he doesn’t seem to notice what’s happening. The more I push, the more aggressive he becomes.
    “Kyle!” I yell, and he backs off.
    “What?” he moans, but when he sees how lit up my face is, his eyes widen. “Shit!”
    Suddenly, more lights flicker around us. Red and blue strobes all over the place. The cops are here, and they’ve caught us. Worst yet, even though I’m an adult, we live in a small town, and it’ll only be a matter of time until my parents find out about what I’ve done.

Getting Caught
     
                  The good news is that I don’t get arrested for having sex in a public space.