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Mandy and Me: Part 2

Date: 3/2/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Boys/Teen Female, Masturbation, Mind Control, Teen Female/Boy, Young, Author: Sputmonkey, Rating: 89.7, Source: sexstories.com

** This is a sequel to "Mandy and Me: Part 1." This story was written in a first person POV to help the story make a bit more sense.** The following morning is a school day. It's already 9:00 am and I'm stuck in second period with Mr. Rose. His historical lecture about the Civil War is boring me to death. All of his lectures bore me. Mr. Rose is the type who loves to shove irrelevant information down your throat, when all you want to do is hurry on to the next class. History is a useless class. I don't want to be here. I want to be with... him! Being with him right now is the only thing I want to do. Not only do I crave him out of lust, but also for something else that I can't quite put my finger on. Meanwhile, my mind is completely preoccupied by what happened the previous night with Blake. What I did and how I did it to him is something that shocked me at first, but then the thought of it being a possibility to repeat our "nightly playtime sessions" gives me the goosebumps. Not the kind of goosebumps you get when frightened or grossed out by something, but rather the kind of goosebumps that shiver down your spine when you feel the anticipation of something amazing about to happen to you. I barely survived history class, as well as the other long classes I've had to push myself through today. The final bell has rung, and everybody in school scrambles out the front doors. For the fear of being trampled by a thousand hyped up teens, I make sure to keep a low profile at the ... back of the school. Once everyone was cleared out, I decided that the coast was clear to exit the building. I made my way to the stairwell outside the school and took a seat, waiting for my mom to pick me up. My closest friend, Laura, finds me fiddling with my thumbs as she exits the building and walks over to where I'm sitting. "Hey girl, what are you still doing here? Hell session is over for the day, you know?" I look up from my spot. "I know. My dad couldn't pick me up today, so I have to wait until my mom gets off of work," I say with disappointment. "Nonsense! I'll take you home in my car," Laura says, "c'mon, let's go." I smile and grab my backpack. I get up and follow her to the blue, beat-up Ford Shelby her mom bought her for her 16th birthday. We both get in the car and fly out of the school parking lot. "Amanda, what are you doing later?" Laura asks, while she cranks up the music. "Ummm, I don't know. Why?" "I want to come over and have dinner." Laura was always one to barge her way into things. She never approached anything discreetly, and she always spoke her mind (which got a little annoying at times). "Well, my mom isn't cooking tonight, so there's really no dinner to be had," I chuckle. "You go to bed hungry?" "No. I just eat whatever's in the fridge. I usually just cook my own dinner." Laura glances over at me, confused, but then shakes her head and continues talking. After a few more minutes pass, we pull up to my house. "Maybe next time, Laura," I mutter, "and ...