1. Sweet Dreams Are Made of This Ch. 02


    Date: 2/1/2016, Categories: True Story, First Time, Author: JoeBlogs616, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    Ever get a feeling of intense guilt when you're not sure exactly what it is that you're supposed to be guilty of, a sense that an apology is demanded in a situation where you're dead certain an apology would only make things worse? Oil on water, Jahn thought, gaping at the shrieking girl before him. Woman, he mentally corrected himself. Both of them, however small and slender they were, could not be mistaken for anything other than women. That had been a draw for him; so many of the girls he'd met made themselves up to look like that... girls who'd never moved beyond high school or college, trying to recapture their glory days by hanging out with younger friends, gossiping about things they didn't really care about, wearing clothes that didn't really fit them. Some of the guys he knew from the U were the same. Sad. Like a refusal to accept adulthood and the responsibilities that came with it, a failure to understand that some of the greatest perks came with it too. Accomplishment. Respect. A sense that you were part of the world around you. So here he was, cock out and philosophizing like a pretentious prick on the nature of adult behavior while the half-sister of his cowering and nude girlfriend screamed at him. Focus a little, he thought. Not actually screaming at _him_, he realized... the ranting was directed entirely at Jenny. Largely incoherent, a tirade of invective and accusation that, with no little discomfort, called to mind his experience with Andrea a month back. ...
    Different, though. There was some anger in it, but when he looked at her face, at the creases of skin at the corner of her high, delicate cheekbones and expressive brown eyes, he saw what seemed to be a great deal of hurt in her face. Sense of betrayal, he wondered? Why? They hadn't gone out much, and their last few dates had carried an uncomfortable level of distraction, as if she was anywhere but with him. Jahn had liked her a great deal, of course, but felt as if whatever small relationship they'd developed had no chance of going anywhere. Little wonder that he'd accepted Jenny's overtures without a second thought... Turning his attention back to his girlfriend, he saw that Jenny had retreated onto the bed, pulling up a sheet to cover her nude body, knuckled fist to her mouth, staring at Fiona with wide blue eyes. Pink blossomed on her cheeks, which was different – Jenny wasn't prone to embarrassment. Shame? Why? Something Fiona was saying.. something about her father, he thought... hit home, and tears began brimming at the corner of the blonde's eyes. He hadn't the slightest idea of how to reconcile this situation peacefully, and it seemed to be reaching an ever nastier meltdown point. Reaching for his shirt, he ducked his head beneath it for a too-short time, and pulled it down, covering himself at least marginally. Fiona's yelling hardly abated, and she threw of something about "... supposed to be my first" that left him mystified, until she stopped cold, her lightly ...
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