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content found in his stories. Any and all characters are purely
fictional. Adults only. If you are underage, or if stories of sex
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Summary: Shantay goes to Jimmy's house. Short.

(mf, rom)



  It had been raining outside since we woke up. Though it was
9:32AM, the cloudy sky made it seem like it was about 7:32PM.
Carrying a paper plate of two syrup-covered waffles, scrambled
eggs, and three thin, dark brown, beef sausages, I entered the
living room and sat on the couch, beside Shantay, who had the
same breakfast, but with syrup on everything. We were then joined
by Sasha, who was wearing a long, red T-shirt that covered her
knees, and carrying her plate with one hand. She sat on the couch
in the back of the room.

  "So... Jimmy," Sasha said, just as I sliced two pieces of
waffle with the side of my silver fork, "Shantay told me about
last night."

  Shocked, I held my fork in midair, which was holding one piece
of each waffle. Turning my head, I looked at Shantay. She was
looking back at me with half smile. Did she really tell Sasha
what we did? "Oh?" I nervously replied out loud, looking at
Sasha.

  "Yeah. She told me that you said you liked her after she told
you the same."

  My surprised state slowly wore off. "Did you know she liked
me?"

  "I always knew that. Shantay has the biggest crush on you. She
even named an imaginary boyfriend after you."

  "Really?" I asked Shantay.

  Shantay offered no reply. She just looked down, trying to hide
a smile with her glass of orange juice.

  "Uh-huh," Sasha continued as I looked at her. "When she was
six, she always used to say, -- she began to speak in a shrill,
little girl's voice -- 'Mommy, me and Jimmy had a tea party!
Mommy, me and Jimmy saw a movie! Mommy, Jimmy gave me a kiss!'"

  "Mo-om!" Shantay whined, blushing and turning her head away
from Sasha and I. Her sudden outburst made Sasha laugh, while I
snickered.

  A few minutes later, there were a few knocks on the door. Sasha
walked out of the living room to answer it. The door creaked open
nosily, followed by the sounds of Sasha and my mother greeting
each other, which were equally as loud.

  Trailing behind Sasha, my mother walked into the room. She was
wearing a long-sleeved, dark green shirt with a yellow 'Garden
State Parkway' label, which was surrounded by a yellow circle on
the left breast. Below the shirt were a pair of tan pants and
black boots. My mother was an inch above my height, with large,
brown eyes, a small, wide nose, and short, curly, black hair.

  After I finished my breakfast, I put my plate in the kitchen's
half-full garbage can and my fork in the otherwise empty sink.

  "Ready to go?" my mother asked me when I  returned to the
living room.

  "Yeah." Turning around, I fetched my cold trick-or-treat bag
from the refrigerator, before returning to the living room and
grabbing my hoody, which was draped over the back of the couch
that I was sitting in earlier.

  "Bye, Jimmy," said Sasha.

  "Bye," said Shantay.

  I waved at both of them and followed my mother to the car.
      ___________________________________________

  "Hello?" I said, picking up the black, cordless phone. It was
3:43PM.

  "Hi, Jimmy," said a familiar voice.

  "Hey, Shantay."

  "Are you doing anything today?"

  "Nah."

  "I was thinking... can I come over your house?"

  "How do you plan to get here?"

  "I asked my mother if she could take me."

  "Oh. Well, yeah, you can come over."

  "Okay. Thanks."
      ___________________________________________

  About 15 minutes later, I heard a car horn honking outside of
my house. I left the living room and opened the front door. Rain
was pouring from the darkened sky, hitting the lawn and sidewalk
in loud, rapid drops. Sasha's car was sitting in the driveway.
Through the windshield, I could see the two of them talking and
laughing. Shantay seemed to be debating whether to step out of
the car now or wait until the rain stopped, if ever.

  Finally, Shantay opened the passenger door and, after a very
long moment of hesitation, ran out of the car and past me,
without closing her mother's door. I waved to Sasha and closed my
door.

  Shantay had her hands on her knees and was panting and
laughing. Several areas of her long sleeve, canary yellow blouse
were stained with water. She also wore light blue jeans and white
sneakers. I leaned on the door and waited for her to settle down.
"Hi," she snickered.

  "Hey, Shantay," I greeted her. I was wearing a gray T-shirt
that read, 'Paco Jeans', in red letters, a pair of dark blue
jeans, and black socks. "What do you wanna do?"

  She walked into the wooden-floored hallway with me and asked,
"Can we watch a movie?"

  "Yeah. What kind of movie?"

  "You can pick. I'll watch anything."
      ___________________________________________

  When I entered the living room with a VHS tape in my left hand,
Shantay was sitting on the white love seat that was against the
left wall.

  "What movie are we watching?" she asked as I put the tape into
the black VCR that sat on top of the 3-foot-tall, light gray TV.

  "Just a romance movie," I smiled, sitting next to her and
pressing the play button on the light gray, rectangular remote
control.

  The movie ended two hours later.
      ___________________________________________

  "Can we do... it again?"

  "Right now?"

  She looked at me nervously. "Y-you didn't like it last night?"

  "I did, but I was just making sure that you're sure about
this."

  The uneasiness left her face. "Uh-huh." She smiled.

  "First, I'll go to the store and get some condoms. Be right
back."
      ___________________________________________

  My room had white walls and a wooden floor. The king-sized bed,
which was pushed against the wall on the right, had red sheets
and black pillows. The closet door was right beside the door. A
black TV sat on a black stand in front of the bed.

  Still holding hands, I sat on the bed and Shantay sat beside
me. Brushing the hair out of her brown eyes, I leaned in and
softly kissed her lips. Passionately, she returned the favor and
we engaged in a deep kiss. My right arm went under her left and
around her back. Her right arm did the same to me.

  Shantay broke the kiss and smiled at me. She then grabbed her
right sleeve and pulled her arm out, before taking the shirt off.
Her yellow bra was soon undone and on the floor. Small, dark
brown areolas topped her average-sized breasts.

  Holding onto the waistline of her jeans, Shantay stood and
pulled them down to her ankles. After kicking out of them, there
was only one thing left. She lowered her white panties to her
feet and pulled them off with her hands. Her dark-skinned labia
was tightly closed. Just above it was a square patch of black
hair.

  I looked her frontal body up and down. "You're beautiful," I
told her.

  Shantay blushed a little and sat down. I stood and pulled my
shirt off in the same way she did. Next, I lowered my jeans and
stepped out of them. My red boxers were also set aside. I let her
have a look while I tore open the black condom wrapper.

  "You can go on top this time."

  As Shantay laid down, I put the latex on my stiff cock. Then I
climbed into bed, kneeling between her spread legs. She smiled
dreamily at me when I began to aim my cock at her hole. First,
the head went in, then half of its length. Finally, I sunk the
whole thing inside her.

  I sucked in some air and we stared at each other for a moment.
Shantay slowly rose, then kissed my lips. My lower body arose,
then gently went back down. It repeated the motion again and
again. Occasionally, her head would turn from side to side.

  Shantay's cunt actually felt tighter than last night. It
grabbed and pulled with its fiery interior. My palms were on
either side of her head. Her thrusts matched mine, often making
our torsos touch.

  My hips moved faster as the heat went up in my sack. Shantay's
arms wrapped around me. I kissed on her neck as my orgasm came.
Spurt after spurt of my seed was fired against the latex walls
that encased me.

  I shuddered and stiffened as my final wad entered the condom.
Looking down, I could see Shantay's eyes closed. Leaning forward,
I kissed her forehead and rolled off of her. The girl's eyes
opened and focused on me. With a smile, she leaned over and
planted her lips on mine. I raised my head to press my lips
harder into hers.

