Cody was walking into his sixth hour English class. His favorite class. The reason this is is because of Mrs. Watson. Mrs. Watson was around 35, long black hair, nice firm tits, and an ass to die for. Cody was in his senior year and had turned 18 a while ago so he was not new to the sexual cravings he’s had for a while. Like always he was the first one in. she was sitting at her desk. “Hello Mrs. Watson, you look good today”. He said with a grin. “Thank you Cody, that’s the nicest thing ive heard in a while” she said with a slight sigh. The only reason he could think of for her saying that was that her husband wasn’t being as nice as he could be. Well he did know that her husband was kind of gone for long periods of time. He was in the marines. “Im sorry, I wish u heard compliments more” he said. She just sort of sighed and then got up to write things on the board. As soon as everyone was in she started her lesson. Cody of course couldn’t pay attention. He was staring at her tits. And because of this reason his grades weren’t always the best. As the bell rung he was upset he had to leave. He walked to the door when the teacher called him back to talk to him. “Cody what’s wrong? Your grades are declining. You’re a smart kid. You have A’s in all your other classes. “ she said with a quizzical look. “its nothing. “ he said with a sigh. Even now he was having a hard time staring her in the eyes. She saw this. Somehow it turned her on. She hasn’t gotten action in the past few weeks. She started to blush. And her panties were getting wet. She saw him move closer to her saying is something wrong. And then he leaned in and kissed her. Their tongues met and it felt awesome to her. “we cant be doing this she said. Its wrong.” She said He kept going he started rubbing her breasts. She was moaning softly. He put a hand towards her pants. He slipped his hand in noticed no panties. He went right for her clit. She was so wet. She was moaning loudly. She let him take her. He was fingering her profusely now. She was almost screaming and then she came. As soon as this happened Cody smiled. He pleased her. Then she knelt down and unzipped his pants and pulled them down along with his boxers. She gasped at what she saw. His cock was huge. Eleven inches. It was hard. And she salivated. She kissed the tip and took her tongue and licked the underside of it till she got to his balls. She sucked them for like a minute. Lust was in her eyes. She then went back to the head and started sucking on it. It felt so good. Cody was groaning with pleasure. She then started to bob her head up and down his shaft. She could barely go all the way down. But she knew he was liking it. She started using her tongue on the underside while she bobbed. It took her a whole minute before he came. He screamed saying he was Cumming. She sucked him dry not missing a beat. Load after load poured into her mouth and drank it down greedily. She then gave him her address. He gave her his phone number. She smiled a huge grin and so did he. Little did they know they were being watched by Mrs.Watsons husband. He was appalled that his wife was blowing one of her students. He didn’t know if he was mad or turned on or what. He thought about going in their and screaming and yelling. But then he felt anger. Angry that his wife had to find someone else to fill her sexual needs. So he decided to black mail her. He was going to take her out on a nice dinner somewhere she always wanted to go. And he brought a camera for that reason. He pulled it out and snapped a few photos of her on her knees with that 18 year olds cock in her mouth. After that was done he headed to a hotel. He didn’t know what he would blackmail her for. But then he decided he didn’t want anything from her. He decided to send them in to the principal. And get her fired. Then he would divorce her and leave her homeless. Wouldn’t that just teach her a lesson he thought smugly. He went home and as soon as he was in the house his wife came and hugged him. He pushed her away. And told her he wanted a divorce. He told her what he saw her doing. She looked sad. She was going to be divorced. He then told her that he got photos of it and planned to give them to the principal. She started to cry. And he yelled for her to get out. She ran out of the house and jumped into her car. Her purse was still in the car. And she sped off to a hotel. She then thought to call Cody. She called him telling him to come to the hotel. He did and as soon as he was in her room. She flung herself on him. Crying and muttering words he couldn’t hear. She then told him everything. He loved her and didn’t want anything to happen to her. He then said he would get the pictures before he could send them. He told her he loved her then hugged her and went to his car. He jumped in and sped off towards her house. As soon as he got their it was late at night. He snuck around to the back, and then he picked the lock and walked into the house. He heard snored coming from upstairs. He then started looking everywhere for the pictures. He found them on the table. And then he turned around and facing him was Mrs. Watson’s husband. He looked pissed. He knew he was in the marines. But Cody was an amateur boxer. He came at Cody. Cody sidestepped then threw an uppercut that staggered him and ran out of t he house. He jumped in the car with the husband chasing him. He sped off towards the hotel. He was happy that she would be fine.

I was 19 and Diane was 15, we were out on a date at the drive-in movies (remember those), we had gone out many times and never did get past her groping my dict through my pants and our making out, she never did let me feel her up even. Both her and I were virgins (at least I was a virgin with a girl, but that's another story). About a half hour into the movie, Saturday Night Fever believe it or not, when we hopped into the back seat which we had done many times before and started to make out she grabbed my cock through my jeans like she had done in the past and of course I figured that was as far as she would go as usual, but to my surprise after a few minutes she unzipped my jeans and to it out through my underware and started to stroke it. I figured maybe this time she might let me at least feel her up so I ran my hand up to her shirt and started to rub her nice tiny tits (I had always had a thing for small tits and still do) and she seemed to like it so I unbuttoned her shirt and took of her bra to uncover the most beautiful set I have ever seen, she kind of moaned as I started sucking on her hard nipples. I had always been a little shy about anyone seeing my dick since I was always small, back then only about 3 1/2" and am still only 4" now, but she either didn't seem to care or didn't know any better that many were much bigger. She started to sttroke my cock with her tiny hands which felt so good and to . We were still making out, she started playing with my balls and I thought I would explode, it was then that I decided to see just how far she would let me go. I took my other hand that wasn't playing with her tits and stared to rub her through her shorts and she let me, after about a couple of minutes I started to unzip them and play with her through her underware, my god she they were soaked. I then put my hand into them and got feel of my first pussy oh what a feeling. She asked me to take off my pants and if I would she would let me take hers off, didn't have to aske me twice. When I saw her for the first time I was amazed at how sexy it was, she had a nice small path of hair and such pink lips. I started to rub her pussy and then I stuck my middle finger in her, she had a very small pussy and it was fairly tight with just the finger. After a little while she asked me if I liked her "lovehole' as she called it, I told her it must be the best in the world. We did this for a while me fingering her and she stroking me, when she asked me if I loved her, well we all know I told her yes. She then asked me if I wanted to rub my thing against her lovehole which I jumped at since I have been waiting to pop her cherry for a long time and I wanted to see what fucking felt like. While rubbing it up against her I got it to slide into her pussy, I almost pulled out because I didn't think she would let me but didn't since she didn't say anything. Icouldn't get over the fact that she was letting me do this. She started pumping up against me as I drew it up she would push up hard like she was worried I would take it out of her. I will say this she was and still is the tightest I have ever had and remember I am small and don't fill up a lot of girls. After a few minutes I started to cum inside of her and we just fell into each others arms, that must have been the biggest load I ever shot. We did it several more times during the next couple months, on the third time she asked me if I would lick her pussy but this is also another story. She broke up with me but I will never forget her and believe it or not although I told her I loved her that night so I could get laid, I realized that I did indeed love her and still miss her to this day.

A week passed. Corey laid in a coma under the bright nauseating glow of the hospital’s fluorescent lights. The driver of that fucking car was just released from the hospital. She finally regained sight in her right eye. Besides two chipped teeth, she walked away well, she walked away. Fuck her. She would probably be given a leniency because of me. She would be pitied to an extent. If I knew they were going to count my assault as part of her punishment, I would have made her look like Corey. Dad said they were fighting it though, making sure that what I did to her played no role in the judge’s decision. I sat locked in my room for a week. Camryn’s parents forbade me from even touching their lawn. Her mother seamed more sympathetic to me, but her father, her father hated me. I hated him. He wanted Camryn to abort the child, kill our baby. I stopped looking out my window. The giant ‘For Sale’ sign in their front yard taunted me. I was never going to see Camryn again. Never. Her fucking father was going to kill our baby. When Corey woke up, I would never be able to great her, hug her, hold her. If she woke up. The only thing keeping me sane was my own parents. They knew me, they understood what I was going through; I think. They brought my meals to my room. They let me be alone. They didn’t try mind fucking me, treating me like I was a psycho child who needed to be handled in the upmost care. I swear that my mom could see straight through me. She asked me about Camryn. She knew I loved her. She just said I made a very big mistake, and hopefully her parents would come to see Camryn did the same. She kept me up to date on what was happening. Camryn was approaching the situation in an opposite manner. She wouldn’t stop screaming at her father when she wasn’t crying in her room. It was all too much, too fast. Everyone was feeling the stress. Just over a month until I had to go back to school. I would never see Camryn or Corey again. I lived my life through those girls before. Visits with them after school. Amusement parks, games, swimming, the strenuous teasing we passed back and forth. The beginning of the summer drove me into a life unparallel to anything I could have ever imagined. Now. Now, I was alone, they were my best friends, they were everything to me. I had other friends, but they were nothing compared to them. Corey laid half dead in a hospital, Camryn was about to lose a piece of life inside her, they were moving away. Moving to a new place. Did their father expect them to just forget everything and start over? I laid on my bed day after day in thought. Life wasn’t worth living anymore. Over and over, I added everything together. I didn’t want to live without Camryn. Knowing that she was alive, in distress; I could never help her, see her, smell her, hold her, hear her voice, breathing, taste her lips. Never again. Her parents would always hate me, never understand me, us. Corey. Corey didn’t move anymore. She was kept alive by machines. The last time I saw her, she looked dead. Half her body was pale as a ghost; the other half was dark as a rotting corpse. I ran my fingers up and down the scar on my forearm I attained in the woods with Corey. I could barely feel just the pressure of my touch. Camryn wanted her new child. I wanted it too. I was never going to see Camryn again. The life growing inside of her was the only thing she had left of me. I didn’t know when life really started for a baby. All the news says differently. If I died now, maybe whatever Gods there were out there would have pity on me. Maybe they would reincarnate me into the baby inside her. I think I was starting to go a little crazy. I didn’t care. I just had hope for some reason. If she had the baby, if I died, everything would equal out. I didn’t know why. Seven days of questioning everything I had ever known was getting to me. That baby was part of me. Camryn was my other half. The baby equals one whole. I didn’t want to live as one half. There was no room for me now. My purpose in this life was over, I created another me, an even better me; a little human like me, but made into perfection from Camryn. I had no reason to live; just floating around in the world by myself. I was a waste of space. No. I had one more thing to do. Camryn’s father wanted to kill it; he wanted to take me completely out of this world. He wanted to kill me; he wanted to kill part of his own daughter. I had to sacrifice myself. Pull the ultimate act of apologizing. I rolled from my bed and crawled to the other side of my room to an old school notebook. I opened it to the last page. I picked up a pen. Dear Mr. Havon I did this as my most sincere apology for my weakness and selfishness. I never wanted to hurt you or Camryn but I made a mistake. I’m sorry beyond anything I could ever say or write. I know you will always hate me because I messed up. Please, I beg you, please; now you won’t have to worry about me anymore. Please don’t kill Camryn’s child. I offer you my life in exchange for its. She will never see me again anyway so in this act, I will not hurt her. Please, if you take away that piece of her that she wants so much, you will hurt her so badly. I don’t want her to hurt. Please, I’m doing everything I can for her. Please accept my exchange. Daniel Thurdan God I hoped he would accept it. I placed the notebook on the floor before my bed facing the door. I backed to my bed and sat down. I had to wipe a few tears from my eyes so I could find the scissors on the shelf of my headboard. I opened them to their widest. I pushed my back against the wall. I stared down at the scissors. This was the only way. The easiest way to live, to die, fix as much as I possibly could. It felt as if someone was pulling open a zipper down my scar. No pain, just a weird feeling. I watched the blood pour over both sides of my arm. From the top of the scar to the bottom, almost onto my wrist, I could see how thick my skin actually was. I could see how it was a separate entity from my insides, but still, it held tightly pulled to the darker stuff below. My shorts were soaking in the warm liquid. The tan of the khaki was now deep red. Another zipper opened down my scar. Tears poured down my face. What was I doing? No, I had to do this. Another zipper. My breathing started becoming harsh. As I inhaled, it almost sounded like I was laughing. A mix maybe, a cough every now and again. Another zipper. There was so much blood. I was getting dizzy. Someone knocked on my door. I heard a mumble. I was so dizzy. I dropped the scissors onto my lap. I was crying. I was losing control of my body. My hearing was moving in and out. I looked over to my door. My mom was running into the room toward me. She grabbed me. She pulled out the sheet that was half under me. She began wrapping and squeezing in around my arm. Her blood covered hand reached into her pocket and pulled out a cell phone. She moved away from me for some reason. I saw her next, holding me with one arm and rocking me back and forth. Her ear was up to her phone. She was reading my note. “Honey, he can’t do that. Only Camryn can say what happens to her body.” “I don’t care,” I cried, “I don’t want to live without her.” I began fading out completely. My mom began shouting into her phone. I blacked out. e.l. hanes