When a Good Girl Goes Bad

Chapter 2 Temptation

Three years ago I was a junior Water Crest high school. I was a good girl, I had jet black hair that was down my back, brown eyes and glasses. My clothes were never really revealing, however I did enjoy wear tight jeans because it made me feel empowered I guess. I had very low self-esteem so I didn’t really like my body, my b00bs were small…well at least too small for me. 32 B was tiny in my mind, I didn’t want perky tits, I wanted massive b00bs like Skylar Mason.

No matter where she went, guys were always starring at her, bumping into walls when she passed as if they were under some hypnotic spell. Skylar had the attention of every guy in school…every guy, including my crush since 4th grade, Garett McKinley.

                Garett was a tall blonde, blue eyed kid with a gorgeous smile. He was born and raised in Australia, so all the girls raved over his accent…even though think sometimes he over exaggerated it sometimes, it still added to his overall cuteness. His hair was like Justin Beiber’s, not that awful bowl cut Justin had we he first became popular, but the short rugged haircut that made him so damn hot.

                Most girls at our high school were in love with his looks, but I knew I was in love with him all the way back in 4th grade. I was new to McCarthy Elementary School, and very nervous. I had think bottle cap glasses back then, I was practically blind with and without them. Anyway I was walking down the hall with a hand full of library books, I loved to read, but as I was walking my glasses fell off and I couldn’t see the giant opaque locker in front of me and I walked right into it. Dropping all of my books and falling to the ground, I was so embarrassed as everyone laughed at me. I searched franticly for my glasses, I was worried someone would step on them, but after a few seconds of searching I heard an Aussie accent speak softly “Here ya go love” I felt the figure in front of me place my glasses in my hand.

As I put them on my vision became slightly clear again, and in front of me was the cutest guy I’d ever seen in my short life, and here he was helping me!, the nerd girl. From that point on I had the biggest crush on Garett. He was always nice to me, he had my back from 4th grade all the way through high school  and was my best friend…to  be honest he was my only friend. However I don’t think he ever realized how much I liked him, I guess that was my fault. Whenever he had a new girlfriend, he would always come to me for advice and I would act as if I totally supported his relationships, even though I would be crying on the inside.

                One Friday, Garett asked me if I wanted to come to his house for swim. I immediately began to blush, Garett had me over his house plenty of time before to study and work on projects, but never for a swim. And even better, this was a personal swim just me and him. “Sure!” I said as my voice squeaked, trying to mask the extent of my excitement.

“Cool” he said with his sexy Aussie accent. “Oh and be sure to wear a bikini this time!! You better not show up in some shorts and one of your dads shirts” he said this laughing, but I knew he was serious. He was always trying to get me to show off my body, he would tell me that I should love my body and not be ashamed of it, and that I’d never get a boyfriend if no one can see at least a little bit of what I have.

I nodded my head and said “ok I’ll be there.”

When the bell rang I rushed home. I lived close enough to school where I could walk, but I often took the bus to give me extra time to read a book, or stare at Garrett. But today I was running home, I knew the quicker I could get home, the quicker I would have alone time with the love of my life.

                I burst through the door and up to my room and stripped naked and began searching for a bikini in my drawers, like some girl in a teen summer movie. But then I was quickly snapped back to reality as I realized that all I have are conservative one pieces that barely even show curves. I knew Garett wouldn’t approve of this so I went down the hall to my parents room.

                I knew my mom had plenty of bikinis, he used to be a model. My mom had a stunning body and long blonde hair, she had amazing b00bs and she even did a spread for Victoria’s Secret when she was in her 20s. I keep the magazine under my bed and look at it in hopes that one day I turn out like her.

I grabbed a white bikini threw it on and out some shorts and a shirt on top of it headed out the door. When I got Garett’s house I greeted his mom and proceeded to the pool, as I walked out the door into the pool area, Garett arose out of the pool.  It was amazing, the sun beams bounced off his chiseled shoulders. I watched as water droplets slowly ran down his chest and began doing zig zags around the outline of his well defined abs. Garett had an amazing body because he played the catcher on the football team, or whatever you call that position, I’m not into sports I’d much rather read.

I was speechless as this was the first time I had seen his body, and here it I in front of me with all of it’s glory, dripping wet. The sight was so beautiful, so tantalizing that I was immediately turned on. The more I stared at him, the I could feel my vaginal juices rushing to cl!t. It was only a matter of time before there was a huge wet spot on my pants.

                So without a word, I ran home. Luckily both of my parents were visiting my grandmother, so I wouldn’t have to worry about controlling myself in what was inevitably about to happen next. I rushed up to my room and dropped the shorts I was wearing and pulled off the shirt I had on.

                I was in only my mother’s bikini now as I walked over to the window. I could see Garett’s house from my window, he was still standing by the pool…shirtless…confused….sexy. I could feel my breathing begin to pick up as my right hand slid down my body into my vaginal area. My hand had a mind of its own at this point, as it swiftly undid the knot in my bikini bottom. I felt a chill shoot up my legs as the small piece of white swim wear fell to the ground.

                I fell back and laid on my bed. Half naked, extremely turned on, breathing heavily. I couldn’t get the image of Garett out of my mind. I began biting my fingers on my right hand, as I placed light strokes on my collar bone with my left hand. Slight moans escaped from my mouth with every stroke. My right hand slid down my neck, racing to down to the exposed and bare part of my body. I could feel my hand get warmer as it crawled down my belly, I felt the slight tickle as my hand brushed against the mall trail of vaginal hair. My breathing began increasing even more and before I knew it my middle finger was making slow, yet light circles around my cl!t.

It felt amazing, I began to moan a little louder, I had almost forgotten about my left hand but it quickly brought itself back to my remembrance as it began untying the string on my bikini top, in les than 3 seconds the left side of my top was down, and I slowly slid my left hand down to my bare b00b. I could feel my n1pple hardening from the cool breeze that swept over my almost naked body. I licked my index finger on my left hand and began stroking my n1pple, it felt divine! 

I couldn’t help myself my moan were getting louder and breaths getting heavier. My entire right hand was rubbing my pu$sy at this point, I was past the point of no return. I was imagining Garett on top of me. I wanted him so bad, then suddenly without warning, my index finger slid inside my tight wet vag1na. I moaned so loud at the ecstasy it provided, then my middle finger followed, as did my ring finger.

                I was 3 fingers deep, but it wasn’t enough, I wanted it to feel real. So  began gyrating my hips slowly, but the more I moaned the faster I went. Stroking my hand in and out of my deserving pus$y. “Ohhhh yesss Garett YESSSS!!!” I screamed in pleasure. I could feel it, it was happening.

                There was pain ad pleasure at the same time, I knew I was stroking too deep but I didn’t care I kept going. And then suddenly…”Ahhhhhhh!!” I screamed as a mixture of clear and red liquids gushed out of me. It was the feeling of pain and pleasure at the same time. It hurt but I loved it, it was like fire and ice, or sweet and salty. It was a feeling I had never had but it was amazing. As I looked at my hand I immediately knew what had happened…I had popped my cherry and orgasmed at the same time..

~End of Chapter 2~