Last Summer as a Virgin: 32 (Sexy Erotica) by Cathy Kong Page B

abrupt sexual appetite.
    We walked into a room, and there were 10 people sitting on the floor in a circle, seven boys and three girls, chatting and playing poker with a burning cigarettes to each of their hands.
    The group over all seemed welcoming, but soon they went back to where they were, and I sat to the side quietly while sipping the cocktail Lisa got me.
    ‘Hey, I’m Joey. I heard you are going to the MU in the fall. I’ll be a senior in the coming year.’ The boy in blue shirt and khaki shorts approached and offered me a cigarette, and I took it down without a hint of hesitation, for I needed that to hide my unsettling head, because I got a bit excited the minute he mentioned the name Joey, I detected an intense sensation down in my groin. I wanted him to touch me, I wanted him to do things to me the Joey in the bathroom stall did to that girl, I wanted him to scratch that itch I was suffering from internally.
    ‘Beth Green.’ I looked at him and found him actually quite good-looking: about 6 feet tall, nicely suntanned, with bright green eyes and a straight nose, his thin lips were smiling even if he wasn’t intending to.
    ‘I know, I’ve heard so much about you from Lisa.’
    I was definitely being the least attentive to our conversation, due to the scent of his sport deodorant and somewhat of the alcohol coming from his breath, which suited him almost inappropriately that I have to spend a moment or two wondering why haven’t I seen boys the way I saw Joey tonight, my heart was pounding so loud it was within everyone’s earshot.
    I wondered if it was the alcohol or Joey, thoughts of such were making my head even hotter and heavier, as though I have lost control of my breath, my head span when Joey asked me if I was okay, with him holding me so tightly, I could feel his feverish skin adhering to mine, and that gave me shivers on the spine.
    I then turned to my back, only to find that Lisa had disappeared again. But somehow I didn’t care. I just wanted to get closer to...Joey.
    ‘Are you alright? You seem a bit jumpy.’ He said.
    ‘I’m fine, really.’ I said in a whisper. ‘Why don’t we go somewhere quieter.’
    Joey laughed and took me to the attic room.
    I kissed him on the lips as soon as we got there. I could still hear the music and the people downstairs, which made it more exciting for me. I shoved Joey to the sofa and had my legs tangled with his, then slowly took off his blue shirt while he reclined underneath me with a funny look on his face.
    ‘Joey.’ I said hastily as I attempted to unbutton his pants with my shaky hands. ‘I’m a virgin, you’ve got to meet me half way here.’
    ‘What?’ He jumped up in astonishment, stopping my hands from taking his pants off. ‘How is that possible?’
    I stared at him in awkwardness, then I mumbled my words to him, ‘I’ve never thought about... having sexual relations with anybody before.’
    ‘But now you do?’ He said, apparently amazed.
    So I told him about the incident in the bathroom stall, every bit except the Joey part, for as far as I was concerned, the amount of humiliation had reached its climax on a single night.
    Joey held a long gaze with me, then he smiled, ‘We’ll do it moderately if you still want to do it.’
    I studied his face meticulously under the dim light, then leaned to him and placed a heavy kiss on his lips.
    ‘I’ve never done it with a virgin. Let’s make sure we’ll do it right.’ He said in a rusty voice as he got on top of me.
    I shivered a little as he gently unhooked my bra and sank under my floppy shirt. He pushed my bra up to my neck, I could feel his lips lingering on my breasts, then his tongue, it all started from the collarbone, then all the way down to my nipples, after a bit of licking he started to suck on them.
    And there it was, that intense tick down in my groin, it struck again. I inadvertently let out a strange noise, and Joey giggled when he reappeared from under my