1. Vector: Chapter Two


    Date: 1/2/2017, Categories: Fiction, School, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: zxnoregretsxz69, Rating: 84.4, Source: sexstories.com

    of the things that my parents are worried about is me being a little too... casual about these kinds of things." "More than a little!" I squawked uncomfortably. "What, you didn't think that people in high school only had sex when they were in relationships, did you?" "Well... I didn't think it was all that common not to." I explained, thinking about Andrew's visitor from the other day. "Damn, Chris. You really are a good little private school boy." She laughed, more surprised than condescending. "In comparison to you, maybe." I admitted, teasing. "Aren't you worried about consequences, though?" "Nope. I only deal with older guys who realize that sex is just fun and there doesn't have to be any stupid emotional stuff. Plus, I'm on the pill, so no babies." I was only getting more shocked. "How long has this been going on for you that you're on the pill?" She shrugged, taking a sip of her drink. "Not too long. But long enough." I wasn't even going to ask what she meant by that last part. "Sara, just think about all of the stuff that this 'arrangement' could fuck up. We just started getting to know each other again and now you wanna start a sexual relationship." "Not a sexual relationship," she corrected, "I'm just reciprocating the help that you're giving me with school. We'll still just be friends." I ran a hand through my hair. "At least let me think about it, okay? This is not a normal request for me." "Sure." Sara leaned back in her seat, totally comfortable with a ...
    situation that was completely new to me, which threw me off. "Done yet?" She asked after a minute. I gave her a dirty look. "Fine. Take as long as you want, unless you want to take more than a day." "Okay, well, It's getting late, so I should probably get home." "My sister's right outside, so I have to go anyway." I opened the door for her and followed her outside. "Tell me what you decide. I could really use your help." She feigned a shy smile. "Yup." I replied wearily. It was frustrating that I couldn't read Sara; she seemed to be giving off as much fake emotion as real, and it really threw me for a loop. *** I lay on my bed, staring up at the ceiling, throwing a ball up in the air and catching it over and over, like every main character does when they're thinking about a dilemma. To be honest, I would've said yes on the spot, but I was nervous about starting something like that with an old friend who also happened to be very popular. Sara was incredibly hot, though, which appealed to the horny teenager part of me. But the rational part of me wondered what what would happen if we got caught. How would I explain that to my parents, or to anyone else? The ball came down again, but I missed the catch. The ball landed with a 'thunk' on my forehead, then bounced to the floor. Ah, fuck it. I muttered some curses about the ball and my head and the whole situation with Sara while I searched the folds of my rumpled sheets for my phone. Fine. There was a very short pause. Great. We should ...