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Chapter III: The Quickest Shot in the West

So, this was totally happening.

I lied on that bed for like ten minutes, contemplating how I was going to handle this. I weighed my options.

Option 1. I could kill myself.

Option 2. I could try jacking off to this pic that Becca sent me.

Option 3. I could talk to Becca for another twenty minutes, where she eventually convinces me to come over to her place, and that would most likely lead to fooling around.

Obviously, I decided to be a complete fucking idiot and I went with the third one. So now, I was dolling myself up, getting all pretty for this chick. I kept cursing in my head through the whole thing. Not because I was super angry about the situation or anything, but because it was crazy how hot Becca really was. That picture, dude.

She had this natural tan going on, with really sexy tanlines from her bikini. Her tits were so perky and her nipples had this cute inverted thing going on. She was totally shaved, and had a heart tattoo right above her vag. She knew. She knew this pic would send me over the edge. She probably had an inkling that I was trying to avoid this, and she knew what would send me over the edge.

Apparently, the reason she waited like four days to message me was because she figured I was interested, but she said fuck it. I really wish she had just not bothered, and made this easier on me.

But alas. I grabbed my bag and headed out the door to my car. I was wearing this green, low-cut sweater that I saved for sexy nights, with a black skirt. Underneath, I went with something nice and red from Victoria's. And off to California U.

Yeah, that's right. She went to college. Apparently, when she said she went to Northridge, she meant California University, Northridge. I wasn't just going to be fooling around with some slutty surfer girl. I was going to be fooling around with some slutty surfer girl who went to COLLEGE. Half of me was nervous as hell, and the other half was seriously patting myself on the back. Both halves were having a mental freak out together.

She lives on campus, so that would be cool, I guess. Get the full one-night stand college experience. Then it hit me.

I might actually be having sex with this chick tonight. I realized that I didn't have the strength to resist it NOW, it would probably be ten times harder when I saw her in person.

Would she even be up for it? I'd obviously have to show her...my new friend. What if she totally freaked out on me? That could very possibly end the night right there. I couldn't decide if that was what I wanted or not.

Regardless, I realized that there was a very real possibility of "getting it in" tonight, so I swung by a convenience store for protection.

That was interesting, because I went through like, twenty moodswings in the three minutes it took me to buy these condoms. First, I was extremely embarrassed having to find them and pick out a pack. Then, I got super cocky when I realized I would have to buy a pack for above-average size. Then I got super embarrassed AGAIN when I had to pay for them. And I went right over to "totally annoyed" when the checkout guy gave me skeevy looks. He would obviously think I was buying them for a boy. Sorry buddy, but you're a little off.

After what was about a thirty or forty minute drive, I got to the campus. I texted her that I was there, and she texted back how to get to her dorm.

It was a little weird walking through the halls. I mean, I had been to a college campus before, but not at a time like this, where everyone was socializing and scheduling parties, and getting ready to peace out for Spring Break.

I started think about my absolute least favorite subject, my future. I still hadn't decide on where I wanted to go, but NYU was at the top of the list. I put in far in the back of my mind when I got to her door.

Before I even knocked, I just stood in front of it for like five minutes. This was your last chance, West. You could totally get back in your car, drive home, reverse the spell, and just...curl up in a ball and die because standing in front of this girl's door you finally realize just how much you like girls.

Damn it. I knocked. She answered. And that was it. It was going down.

I actually had like a brief second of my eyes being wide open. She was wearing this great little outfit that seemed fit for the club. I couldn't stop staring at her legs in her dark jeans. Or her belly button ring. It was a dreamcatcher.

"Hey, hot stuff. Glad you could come over…"

She gave me the same look she gave me when she first caught me staring at her tits on the beach. I wasn't actually sure if I was making that look right now but it was possible. Still, not all of my coolness was gone. I was able to act pretty breezy after the initial surprise of her hotness.

"Well, I figured I didn't want to totally disappoint you."

I strolled into her room past her. Yeah, this was definitely the room where she took the nude selfie. I could see the spot right in front of her bed where she took it. She has a fuzzy pink blanket.

"Is it just us?"

I sat on the bed, and she took a seat across from me. She had one of those half-egg chairs.

"Yup, just us. My roomie and I are pretty good about knowing when we aren't wanted."

She smirked at me and I smirked back.

"Oh, really? What? Was she under the impression that something naughty would be happening in your room tonight?"

"Well, I might have helped her with that idea. Was I wrong?"

I looked down for a moment, and held in a giggle, replacing it with a sly smile. "Maybe not...totally."

I looked over to her desk, and then I saw exactly what I wanted to. A full bottle of wine. She caught me catched glances at it, because she got up and poured me a glass. I was determined to get at least a little drunk, to make this easier on me.

As soon as I set my bag down on the floor, it had already begun. She quickly slinked over to me like a cat, and pounced.

I didn't have a moment to even process it before she had pushed me down against her soft sheets. One of her hands cupped my cheek, and I'm pretty sure the other was on my waist. Her lips pushed up against mine, and I got a taste of her lips. They were so, so soft. I had kissed girls a couple times before, even that day. But not like this.

It felt so hot, and I just wanted it to keep going on forever. I didn't plan on being submissive coming up here, but she was totally having her way with my mouth, pushing my lips open with her tongue and travelling inside, wrestling around with me. I tried to use my own to fight back at hers but she quickly decided that her tongue was going to make mine its bitch.

I move my face to the left towards the wall, just to catch my breath. I found myself panting heavily, and it got worse when she moved her lips down to my neck. It surprised me, and I found my hands at her back, pulling at her shirt.

She must have caught on to that, because she stopped trailing kisses and licking down my neck to lift up and pull off her shirt. No bra.

God, these tits looked even better in person. This was my first time really looking at a girl's tits in person. I was very impressed, and she could tell.

She gave me an extremely sweet smile and grabbed my hands, moving them up to her tits. At first, she helped me squeeze at them gently, but I got it on my own after a bit, and I was really enjoying it.

I heard her giggle. "I forgot you were still in High School."

I blushed a bit, trying to ignore her and continue working on her tits as she bent back down and continued to kiss me. Then, I felt her start slowly grinding her crotch against mine. Even though the jeans, I was definitely feeling it. Shit.

I was starting to get hard, but I don't think she noticed it yet, because she sped it up a bit. I let out a small moan, and in that moment, she pulled off my shirt and unhooked my bra expertly. I never let Beck be this dominant with me, but something about this made me so nervous that I just let her do whatever she wanted.

"You're tits are so nice...I'm jealous."

She went to work on my boobs, sucking one nipple while she played with the other between her fingers. It felt amazing. This girl obviously knew what she was doing. She flicked my tit around in her mouth, using her tongue expertly. I think she was getting a big kick out of playing with my boobs, because she was really going at them.

I couldn't help but starting playing with her silky, blond locks while she devoured my chest.

All this fun was getting to a dangerous place though, and fast. She moved back a bit, and giggled and she reached down for my skirt hem, obviously having intentions to pull it around down. I had to stop her, before this got really bad.

"Wait. Waitwaitwait."

I moved my hands down at hers, with the intention to gently move them, but I came out swatting her hands away way harder than I meant to. She looked up at me, at first surprised, then she got a seemingly knowing but disappointed look.

"...Right. Right. You're still in highschool. Sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"No, no."

I sat up a bit.

"I totally want to. Like, I really do. It's just…"

How would I even put this? Could I just make it simple and say I can't and leave it at that? Or would I actually...show her? To see how she would respond. Maybe she would be into it. I don't know. Could it really hurt to try?

"...I have to tell you something."

"What?"

"Promise you won't be totally grossed out?"

"No." She giggled and shook her head. "What, does your pussy smell really bad or something? Because that would totally be a dealbreaker."

I laughed with her and shook my head. "No, no. Nothing like that. But it's weird. I guess...I should just show you."

Now, she seemed a little giddy and excited. I hoped that feeling would keep. I sat up a little bit more, and grabbed at the hem of my skirt, and my underwear too. I had to lift to pull past my hard-on, and it sprang out at her.

"WOAH!"

She bounced back a bit in surprise, but didn't fall off the bed. I visibly cringed and started blushing.

"...Is...Is that real?"

I nodded, too afraid to look her in the eye.

"No way…" She leaned in close, and suddenly, she grabbed it. I shuddered and she looked up a me and giggled again. "Oh man, this is totally a cock. But you're so pretty! So...you're like, a hermaphrodite or something?"

I suddenly realized that I never figured to use that explanation, but now I was totally going to run with it.

"Uh-huh. Sorry, for not telling you before…"

"No, it's totally okay. I'd be afraid of saying anything either. But, you totally don't have to be ashamed because MAN. It's HUGE!"

I smiled a bit. I'm glad I was validated, and I felt a little proud. But the smile turned into my biting my lip as she started to stroke me.

"So like, you're totally hard. And you've got balls too. I'm definitely, definitely okay with this."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I don't just play for one team."

I smile, and I'm totally loving the feeling of her soft hands on my shaft, but she stops and pushes me back down against the bed. She slowly takes off her jeans and her panties, and I get a look at her pretty slit. It's pink, totally shaved, and extremely inviting. The stretching and hardness is getting close to unbearable.

She straddles me, like before. But this time, she lifts her ass over my crotch, and for a brief moment, we silently stare into each other's eyes. She smiles at me and I smile back, but her smile is filled with so much more confidence than mine. She's the first one to say anything.

"...You ready?"

"Wait. What about, you know? A condom?"

She chuckles. "It's okay, babe. I'm on the pill. Worry-free."

I breathe a sigh of relief, but I'm still tense. "Still…"

"Jade, trust me. I'm clean. I'm good, girl. Trust me."

I close my eyes for a few moments before quickly nodding. "Okay. I'm ready."

And just like that, she lowers herself onto my cock, and I'm pushed in effortlessly.

Oh. My. God. I knew it was going to feel good. But not like this. Nothing like this. I felt like I was dipped in milk and chocolate and honey and silk and all kinds of other amazing gooey things because this feeling was just so amazing. She started to slowly push herself up and down on me in a steady rhythm.

Was this what it felt like? All this time, was this what guys were feeling? Holy shit, I might get addicted. Her pussy was just so wet and slippery. Yeah, Jade, you actually just said pussy. I hate that word but there was nothing better I could say to go with this feeling.

She started to pant and slowed herself while pushing me in. She was kind of a petite girl. I could tell that my whole cock would have been too much for her because she would only push herself about halfway in.

She grabbed my hair and held on tight as she was riding me, and I reached behind her to grab her ass. It was small, but still soft. Her small, little body was so nice to hold. Her wet thighs pushed against my crotch and her hands in my hair. I was really enjoying this.

In fact, I was enjoying it too much.

I couldn't handle it. Her pussy just felt so good, and she started kissing me. This feeling was too new. I didn't even think this was what was going to happen tonight but it did, and I expected nothing to feel this good. This girl was stealing away my second virginity. I felt something well up inside my stomach and my crotch. That feeling from before. It was just too good. I tried to resist but I couldn't, and suddenly a wave of pleasure overcame me, as I shot my load inside Becca.

Two minutes.

I lasted for two minutes.

I felt back on the bed in ecstasy, and she fell with me. I kept my face away from hers. I actually did that. I couldn't believe I did that. I felt more embarrassed that I ever had in my life. I came, so fucking quickly. I just, couldn't help myself. I felt like such a loser.

She panted for a bit, and then, to my horror, she started laughing quietly. She looked up at me, cupping my face in her hands. There were tears in her eyes and she gave me a sweet smile behind the laughter.

"Oh my god, Jade…"

I cringed at that, and blushed furiously. "I'm so sorry, Becca."

She couldn't help but laugh at me. "It's okay, baby...Really, it's okay…"

"I just...I guess I just wasn't ready or-"

"Oh my gosh." She looked directly into my eyes with her pools of blue, suddenly more concerned. "Was that..? Did I, take your virginity?"

I turned away from her and nodded.

"Oh my god! Jade, I am so so sorry! I wish I knew! I, I would have gone slower or, tried to make it easier for you. Oh man, I am so so sorry."

She kissed me on my face like a million times. Each kiss made the embarrassment go down, if just a little, but it never fully went away.

She lied on top of me, putting her face to my chest and using my boob like a pillow while she snuggled up to my body. I just stared up at the ceiling.

I was a quick shot. Two minutes. It was my first time, and I wasn't expecting it to feel so good and I just did it. The Fastest Shot in Hollywood. The Quickest Shot in the West.

Smooth Jade. Very smooth.

And that's that. Poooooor Jade. But the thought of her embarrassed for cumming too quickly was too cute to pass up.

I know the story up to this point has been more Jade than anything, but don't worry guys. It'll start picking up next chapter. That's the one where the really story starts.