Chapter One
Sneaking up behind Madison in the hallway after class, I get to within a few feet and then suddenly pounce, grabbing her by the arm and shoving her backwards against a bank of lockers. Before she can tell who I am, I lean in and plaster my lips to hers in a sultry, open-mouthed kiss.
Instead of responding with fright or shock, Madison groans passionately and raises a leg, rubbing her knee into the prominent bulge of my crotch while I, newly emboldened with lust, thrust my tongue deep into her mouth while shamelessly mauling one of her firm breasts.
When our heated kiss comes to a natural end some ten seconds later, Madison sighs dreamily, blinks open her aqua blue eyes... and seems surprised to discover that it was my tongue dancing with hers.
“Oh – Tommy!” she exclaims, quickly brushing my hand away.
“Uh huh. Who else would it be, Maddy?”
My beautiful eighteen-year-old girlfriend giggles bashfully and tosses her long, chestnut brown hair. “No one else, of course. But this is, uh, quite the surprise! What’s gotten into you?”
“Us, babe. Did you forget it’s our six-month anniversary today? ’Cuz I sure haven’t... and I’ve been thinking all day that it’s about time we did something nice in celebration.” Sliding a hand behind Madison’s back, my fingers reach for her gorgeous ass.
Wriggling out from between me and the locker before I get anywhere, Madison flashes me an irritated look before continuing to walk down the deserted high school hallway. “No way, Tommy. I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a million times... I’m just not ready for that.”
“But Maddy,” I whine in an immature tone, “I’m more than ready, and I’m pretty sure you are too! I’ve seen the way other guys look at you; undressing you with their eyes... the way some brush against you in the hall. It’s kinda starting to bug me.”
“Oh, isn’t that cute – you’re jealous! But there’s no reason to feel that way, my love, because none of them have anything on my strapping Tommy!” she counters in a singsong voice.
Trotting in front of Madison, I slow her progress. “Then why not do something? What’s the problem?”
“Oh, no problem. But I’ve told you about my folks, right? They’re just so strict! What would happen if they found out we’d done anything? My dad’s liable to shoot you.”
“But they’re not going to find out. There’s no way they could.”
Madison shakes her head somberly. “Oh, but they will – don’t you see? Parents always know what’s up with their kids, especially when it comes to sex stuff. That’s why I thank the stars each and every day that I have such a mature and understanding boyfriend in you!”
Giving me a quick smack on the lips, Madison maneuvers around my roadblock and continues marching away from me. Coming to the unavoidable conclusion that my advances have been shot down, my heart sinks. It’s been over an hour since our twelfth grade classes officially ended for the day, and I’ve been waiting in a nearly empty building for Madison’s drama club rehearsal to end. Did I really waste all that time merely to be turned down?
Watching my girlfriend’s cute little ass sashaying back and forth in those skin-tight jeans, I get the odd feeling that this moment could prove a turning point in our relationship. Either I bow to her whims once again... or I put my foot down and show her that I have needs too.
My natural inclination is to give up and go home... but, for once, I’m going to do the exact opposite of those instincts.
Rushing up behind Madison, I impulsively grab the shoulder straps of her yellow camisole, slip them from her shoulders, and then yank her top down as hard as I can.
Madison shrieks and spins around in alarm, her bare breasts exposed for all of half a second before she shields herself with an arm. And yet, it’s way more than I’ve ever seen before!
“Tommy!” she screeches, dropping her school bag on the floor. “What the fuck are you doing? Someone will see me!”
“Fuck that, Maddy! Look around – there’s no one else in here!” Gripping Madison’s wrists, I struggle to pull the protective arms away from her chest, and even with only fleeting glimpses of the pale, perfectly shaped tits squashed beneath, I groan in utter lust. “God, those things are sick... and I can’t believe you don’t even wear a bra to school!”
Madison glares at me for several seconds, before taking a deep breath and rolling her eyes. “You really are a piece of work; you know that?” she mutters.