Angie's Story

DISCLAIMER: reposted from another site, i just wanted to share this story with you guys. written by angie for the BEAUTIFUL STORIES FOR UGLY CHILDREN PROJECT.

Angie's Story by angie

I adjusted the mini skirt over my thighs and pulled the neckline down a little to expose my perky, round breasts.

"I'm coming! Just let me finish!", I called down the stairs to my impatient mother, who didn't want me to miss the bus.

She didn't know that I was spending extra time trying to get ready for school for a reason. Jojo... He is the most beautiful boy in the entire village and he lives just a couple of houses down our street. It pretty much makes my day to just catch a glimpse of him. Ever since I had seen his band play at this new bar I went to a few weeks ago in Tomas Morato, I had been thinking of him constantly. During that time, my friends had to drag me to come with them and now I am thanking God that I did. Now I am a full-fledged groupie and personally I really hate groupies as a rule. Funny. Come to think of it. Because of a boy, I have become something that I abhor. Oh well, that is the mysteries of life. I am disappointed as I finally made my way out to the street,

I had managed to race to the waiting shed that serves as the local bus-stop just in time to see a big blue bus roll away.

"Damn it...",I mumbled to myself, throwing my backpack to the ground. Had to laugh at myself afterwards, coz I know that I am such a drama queen!

I debated turning around and asking my mom for a ride to school, but I decided otherwise, knowing my mother would be so pissed. So I picked up my backpack, and hung it over my shoulder and started walking. I was irritated that I had taken so long dressing up and would end up looking like shit so early in the morning. Now I had to walk for almost a mile to school. It's already late and it's already rush hour, getting a ride now is almost impossible especially in EDSA.

I trudged along, with nothing on my mind but Jojo. I could actually feel myself moisten thinking about how he had torn his shirt off at their gig to expose his glistening sweaty body.There's energy in what he did. Pure poetry. A rage waiting to explode, but kept in tight control. I always admire that, controlled angst. It is so fucking cool! Ok, sue me! So I am shallow. And come to think of it, I hated sweaty bodies in everyone else. I think it has something to do with the funky smell and clammy touches. But with Jojo, it is totally different. I dig what he is about. Somehow he is different. Whatever he does... I don't care, somehow turns me on.

Suddenly, I heard a horn behind me. Whirling around, expecting to see my mom, I was astonished to see Jojo. My body went numb and I could hardly speak.

"Need a ride?", He asked while flashing a mischievous grin. He knows he is good looking. The fucking arrogance! I love it!

"Well... I can walk... It's okay.", I mumbled, feeling slighty flushed and uncomfortable in the presence of beauty.

"You going to school right? You intend on walking a mile to school? You're better off coming with me. You'll be lucky to get there by second period.", He opened his car door and he motioned for me to sit down.

I hesitated, but after deliberating with myself for a few seconds went ahead and sat down in the car next to the object of my current fantasies.

"Thanks dude!", I said, setting my backpack on the floor.

"You know me?", He asked, raising an eyebrow and smirking.

"Of course I do...I mean, everyone knows who you are. You're a member of UP's most popular band. I try to go to all your gigs and I sometimes want to meet you afterwards, but I'm always scared you won't know who I am, eventhough we are basically neighbors. And maybe you would have laughed at me because maybe you'd think that I was some kind of a loser and you'd think that...", I suddenly stopped as I realized I am blabbering and making no sense.

"Fuck! That's so way fucking uncool!", I thought. I decided to just shut the hell up.

I couldn't believe all that shit I had said to him. My face burned red as I looked up at him. He laughed a little, but his eyes... His eyes were focused on my breasts.

"It's ok... And yeah I do remember you from all those gigs. You seem like a completely different person right now as opposed to you being just a mere fan." He said averting his eyes from the stare, embarrassed.

He blushed pink! He's way so cute like that. I caught him ogling at my breasts. At least he's not gay and I am right. He has control. Other guys would have made their moves by now, but not Jojo. Someone prolly taught him to not play with his food, and in this instance, I am his food.

The sheer thought of Jojo looking at my breasts excited me. A completely different person, huh? I wondered what kind of person he thought I was now.

"You're a babe...", He said almost as if he had heard my thoughts.

Wow! He likes me too! That's great. I cannot help but smile and let my mind wander. I begin to think of possibilities.

I felt so excited and shocked as I could feel the familiar heat begin to grow between my legs. I wanted to just get all over him... But I couldn't... Not just yet anyway.

I was disappointed as we approached the school parking lot and we pulled over. This meant I would probably never talk to him again, and he would forget all about me. I was beginning to wonder if God played a cruel joke on me. Jojo then stopped the car and looked over at me.

"Well...", He said, pausing.

A wasted opportunity! I reached down the floor to grab my backpack, and had some trouble picking it up. I felt his hands brush my arms as he reached down to help me. After bringing it up from the nook of the seat, I turned to him to thank him. I suddenly got a whiff of his cologne. He smells so good and I could feel my mouth water a little bit. I wonder if I am drooling? Then strangely enough, I felt his hands on my cheeks and before I knew it, his soft lips were against mine.

Our tongues met and slowly we caressed each other back and forth. The tongue action is making me unbelievably hot and excited. His hands moved behind my head and ran through my hair and tickling the back of my neck. I pushed my body against his, rubbing myself against him and he lay back in the leather seat. His kisses moved to my ears, where he nibbled them and then slowly, made its way down to my neck.

I pulled at the hem of my shirt and lifted it over my head, so my tits were exposed. I thanked myself I hadn't worn a bra today. My now hard nipples stuck out. Jojo's eyes widened and he moved forward to suck on a nipple. His tongue slowly circled each one, making them pert and even harder. I leaned my head back and began to breath heavy as he suckled on each nipple, not neglecting either one.

We are doing it in plain sight of a Catholic school, out where anyone could fucking catch us. But Jojo seems to not care and there is a strange excitement building up in me. It's so kinky to makeout in the open and I am strangely turned on by everything that's happening.

While Jojo is working on my boobs... His hands moved down waist and to my thighs. His hands spread them slowly apart, and he traced his way down my hot pussy. He slowly and carefully caressed my slit through my panties, and finally merely moved them to the side and used one finger to trace my slit up and down. I moaned with pleasure, feeling myself get wetter and wetter with every touch.

I can't help it and the moan turned into excited panting, since i couldn't describe what I am feeling. I began squirming and my breathing is now very shallow as I await every contact from his hand.

His fingers slipped inside and found their way to my swollen clit. His fingers lazily traced small circles around and around it, making me pant louder. As if to tease me, he pulled his drenched finger out of my wet hole and then slowly drove it in again deeper. Again and again. Faster and faster.

I pulled away from his kisses and looked at his face. He could see that I am so near. He grinned and looked down at my waiting cunt. I tried to smile at him as my hands found their way to his pant buttons. I unzipped them and pulled out his cock. It was the most beautiful one I had ever seen and it took my breath away. I slowly repositioned myself and lowered my head and began to lick the pinkish knob, around and around. I sucked his dick into my mouth, I could taste his pre-cum oozing from the tip. I pulled it out for a second and traced my lips with the soggy wet head, teasing him, just as he had teased me. He is perspiring bullets and squirming. I devilishly smiled at him, keeping eye contact. At that time, I know we are communicating wordlessly. He knows that I plan on making him cum really fast and really hard. So hard in fact, that I hope it hurts. And then, just then he suddenly moved. He moved so fast that I wasn't able to do anything.

"Oh fuck! Now your asking for it!", He said while forcing me down back into the back seat.

He pulled my skirt up again and spread my legs again, and then with one swift movement, pulled my panties off. I felt his penis trace my slit several times, before he finally, mercifully stuck it in my pussy. I howled and screamed as he plunged it in deeper. I looked at his beautiful face, exerting effort and probably giving out a hint of pleasure. It didn't take long before he went rigid and I felt his hot load fill me.

Damn! Just when I am starting to heat up and thats exactly when he finished.

"What a guy thing to do?", I thought, but I just shrugged it off. What do you expect from an unexpected quickie?

We both let out small moans and yelps as we basked in the afterglow of our fucking session for a minute. But then I had to get out of the car and go to school and he had to leave. I put on my panties again and gave Jojo a quick kiss, then I hauled my ass out the car. I ran as quickly as I could inside the school, thankful that we got away with what we did that time.

From that time on, I usually fucked Jojo in his car. It almost became a tradition to fuck before school. Quickies in the parking lot and his cum running down my leg as I attend the flag raising ceremony became the norm. Jojo taught me a lot of new things. And I loved every moment of it.

He made me experience things I wouldn't have dared to try on my own... We even tried it with him and a few of his buddies... But that's another story for another time. Right?