1. She is the One (Part 18)


    Date: 10/14/2014, Categories: Fiction, Exhibitionism, Masturbation, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: jashley13, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    door on the second knock. “Hey, guys,” he said in a squirrelly voice. God, why did he have to be so nervous? Buck up! “Buck up!” I said. An odd greeting, but effective. “We’re here. Stop being all terrified and crap.” “I’m not terrified,” he said defensively, “It’s just…” “Yeah, yeah,” I said, walking into the house, “It’s always just…” There was noise coming from the living room, like someone had cranked up the volume of the TV to deafness levels. Becca gave Craig a kiss on the cheek as she passed while everyone else just muttered greetings. Tara was the last to enter. “Hello, Craig,” she said in a hard voice. “Hi,” he said, looking a little confused. “Craig, this is Tara,” I said, gesturing Tara forward. “Nice to meet you,” he said, his eyes sliding up and down her body with a tad too much interest as he held out his hand. She considered him for a minute, then slowly shook his hand. “So you’re a friend now,” she said flatly. “Ummm…” Craig looked at me in confusion. “All I heard for a while was how much trouble you put Jack and Kayla through.” Her eyes were flashing in the scary way she could command at will. Craig felt it and took a step back, waving his hands. “We worked through all that. I’m cool with them now.” “Oh, let him be, Tara,” I said, patting Craig on the back condescendingly, “The kid’s okay.” I expected Craig to be somewhat cheered by my assertion, but he only seemed more dour. “Thanks,” he muttered. “Hey, Craig!” a voice called from the living room, “Who was ...
    it?” “Just a sec!” Craig called back. He turned to us, looking like he was girding his loins. “That’s Carson.” “I figured,” I replied, slipping off my shoes, “Let’s go meet him.” Craig opened his mouth and I cut him off: “One more word about what he’s like and I’m going to let Tara do everything she said she wanted to do to you while you were an asshole.” “And I’ll do it,” Tara said threateningly. “She will,” Kayla added, one half of her face twisted into a smirk. Craig sighed and said, “I’m sorry guys. Come on. You can leave your shoes and jackets in the hallway.” Mine were already off so Craig and I left everyone to fumble with laces and jacket zippers as I tossed my hoodie on the table nearby and went with him into the living room. The television was on full-blast, ensuring that everyone a few houses down would know that in the Carter household, someone was enjoying Kick-Ass . Someone was sitting on the couch, though I could only see a head with short brown hair, hands casually clasped behind it. Craig shuffled along the side of the couch and said hesitantly, “Carson…the people I was telling you about are here.” The head pivoted and a pair of eyes glanced in my direction. “Hey,” was all that came out before the eyes disappeared and I was greeted with the back of the head again. Craig waved me over and I came to stand beside him, standing at an angle to the couch so as not to get between the couch and the television, but somehow I still could not get a good look at Carson. ...
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