Chapter 9 by daughterofdeath

To me, these boys are no more than conquests now. I get one, and then go for another. I didn’t tell Britt about Anthony, and I probably never will. Me and Britt are getting

closer together, I’m starting to eat with her again at lunch at least. I’m not going to tell her about my new challenge either. Actually, Edward Herring isn’t much of a challenge; I just want to fuck him. He still believes I’m a virgin, and keeps telling me he’s going to be the one to take my virginity away. I have no problem proving him wrong, I just have to have the right time and place.
I get the right time and place when I left my art class early to “go to the councilor’s office”. I was really seeing if I could find Edward, seeing as he didn’t have a last period class. As soon as walk out the door, he was standing there, as if he knew I was coming and was waiting for me.
“Where you going?”
“To the councilor’s office.”
“The councilor can wait. Come here.” I follow him into the stairway. As soon as we get through the door, he grabs my arms and pin me to the wall.
“Didn’t I tell you I was gonna take that from you?” He nods his head in the direction of the front of my pants.
“You a little late for that.”
“I don’t believe it. You gotta prove that to me.”
He lets me go and turns around to go down the stairs to the basement of the school. I followed him down.
“You got a condom?”
“Yeah, I got a condom. Why wouldn’t I?” He pulls out the condom and puts it on. I pull my pants down.
“Got the red thong on.”

He turns me around, bends me over, and yanks my hair back before he goes in me.
“What’s my name?”
“Edward.”
“What’s my nickname?”
“Eddie.” He has me say his name over and over again. I have no problem with it. He’s so rough and dominate, that when he tell me to say his name, he’s commanding me to.
He goes into me deep, and keeps pushing harder and harder. He yanks my head back so far, I can see him behind me. He uses so much force that it hurts a little, but that’s what makes it feel so good. He pulls my hair with one hand, and plays with my spots in the other hand; sliding his fingers along my neck, up my sides. Again, like Anthony, he kept going until he came, which was a while after I did. The big difference is that during that time, I came twice.

I know that Britt wouldn’t have a problem with me having sex in school; she would think it’s hilarious. She has done it herself on a few occasions. She would have a problem with me having two friends with benefits, and watching a potential third. Corey Gardner is actually a freshman, but the boy is cute. He kind of looks like a geek, but he’s one of those adorable ones. The fact that he’s younger than me makes him a bit more adorable.
Corey is really like the funny person, the person who

can always make everyone laugh. He is more like the undercover freak. You wouldn’t expect him to be a freak, just like he didn’t expect me to be a freak when he first met me.
Corey and I have Spanish I together. I didn’t take Spanish at all, so I have to take it this year and next year. We have some very weird conversations sometimes. One day, we had a conversation about how he believed that one of his nipples were smaller than the other one. That conversation lasted the whole class period. No one really pays attention to us, so we could talk about anything and no one would notice.
Today, Corey and I were just talking and out of nowhere, he asks me what I would do if he pulled my hair.
“I advise you not to do that.”
“Why? What if I just pulled your hair right now?”
“Don’t do it.” He still reached up and pulled my head back. I could tell he knew that turned me on.
“What are you goin to do about it?” He lets go of my hair. He starts trying to find my spots. I can’t wait for this class to be over. I’m not going to my next class and now, neither is he.
When we get out of class, everyone stands in the hallway until the bell rings. When it does, I tell Corey to follow me to my locker. Instead of going up the stairs in the direction of my locker, I go downstairs.
“Where are we goin?” He stopped at the top of the

stairs.
“Just follow me and you’ll find out.” He follows me down the stairs. I lean against the wall and pull him toward me. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer to him. He reaches up and pulls my hair.
“Now, back to what I was sayin, what are you gonna do about it?”
“I thought I just showed you.”
“I thought you would do more than that.” He reaches down and puts his fingers in me. I breathe in sharply. He moved so quickly, I didn’t even get a chance to guess what he was going to do.
“You sure that was all you were goin to do about it? He pulls down my pants and goes in me. He grabs my hips and starts moving me back and forth. Both of us are silent, afraid someone would come through the doors. Unless someone else was coming down to the basement, no one else would see us.
Right before I’m about to cum, someone walks through the door right above our head. Both of us freeze. My heart is pounding. The person goes upstairs and through the door on the top floor.
“Damn, that scared the hell out of me.” My heart is still pounding.
“Come on, I’m almost done.” He grabs my hips again and starts moving faster than he was before.