Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Fiction, Incest, Brother, Sister, First, Oral Sex, Masturbation, Slow, .
Desc: Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 1 - After reading incest stories on a online site, a young lady discovers the joy of incest.
"Dani, you gotta check out this site!" Brenda squealed. My best friend Brenda sat at my desk typing away on my computer. It was after school on a Thursday. Brenda was busy looking for God knows what on my computer. I was too distracted looking through my closet deciding what I was going to wear on my date with Matt, my boyfriend for the past four months and a guy whom I had secretly crushed on since grade school.
"Oh shit! You really gotta see this Dani. Some crazy ass shit here!" Brenda continued.
I grabbed a pair of jeans and a slow cut bright red top. I looked closely but didn't think the jeans went with the top.
"Dani! Come here!" Brenda urged.
I sigh and put the clothes down on my bed. I went over to what see what all the fuss was about. Brenda smiled and showed me. "Look at this site. You can read these really nasty stories for free! It's for eighteen and over so you can't lecture me and tell me I'm doing something bad."
I laughed. From the day we became friends in fifth grade, Brenda has always been the child and I was the adult. I was always telling her what was right and what was wrong and she always disobeyed me.
"Ok ... so that's what you wanted to show me?" I ask uninterested.
Brenda groaned. "I haven't finished telling you everything yet!"
"So hurry up and finish. I still have to figure out what I'm wearing tomorrow night."
She frowned. "You're going out with Matt I suppose huh?"
I shrugged. "Yes. So?"
She laughed. "You always go out with him. You never hang out with me anymore."
"That's not true!" I objected. It kind of was true but I didn't want to admit it. I suddenly felt slightly guilty.
"Yeah ... whatever. Anyway, back to the good stuff. So this site," she said and she took turns looking at my computer screen and then looking at me, "well it has all kinds of stories! I mean you can read about BDSM, Mind Control, lesbian, gay, erotica, and um..." she paused and I saw her turn red...
Just then I heard a quick knock on my door. My twin brother Dexter poked his head in. Brenda quickly turned off my screen and smiled innocently at my brother.
"Yeah?" I asked. I hated when he didn't wait for me to say he could come in.
"You got the keys?"
My twin and I were forced to share our car that our parents had passed down to us for our eighteenth birthday. I thought it was completely unfair that I couldn't get my own. I was an adult!
"Yeah," I said casually and tossed him my keys.
He caught them and looked at Brenda. "What's up Brenda? You looking at porn again?" He smirked.
I saw Brenda squirm in her seat. She'd always had a crush on Dexter. I never understood why. Brenda was such a cheerleader type and Dexter was more of a bookworm. He'd already gotten accepted to University of Texas and was going to go for premed. I, on the other hand, hadn't even applied to any college. I figured with my grades, I might as well attend community college along with Brenda.
I wondered where Dexter was going. Probably to another one of his geek dates to the library. He wore his khaki slacks and his dark blue polo shirt. His dark hair was short and neatly combed.
"No!" Brenda said innocently.
He raised a brow. "Yeah ... ok."
"Is that all you needed?" I asked rashly.
He glared at me. "I guess so." After, he left and closed my door.
"You don't have to be so rude to your brother Dani."
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. So what were you telling me?"
Brenda beamed and turned on the computer screen again. "Oh yeah ... they got BSDM, Mind Control, lesbian-"
"Yeah, yeah you told me those already," I cut in.
Brenda stopped and gave me a cold stare. "Anyway ... oh and they got..." She blushed again... "incest!"
I almost choked. "What? Incest? Oh gross!" Then I turned back to my closet.
I heard Brenda giggling. "What? I think it's ... interesting."
I spun around.
"You think WHAT is interesting?"
Brenda fidgeted. "Incest."
I looked at her like she was insane. "You seriously need some help Brenda."
I turned back and continued looking through my closet.
"Well..." she began, "I mean I would never do it myself but don't you think it's really ... taboo?"
"Uh no. I think it's just flat out sick."
I heard her typing.
"You better not be signing me up for this site or anything like that."
"I'm not. I'm just checking out this weeks new stories. You really need to have more of an open mind, Dani."
"If an open mind means I get off on incest stories, then count me out," I shot back.
"Oh Dani, you should really read these stories. Not all of them are gross."
"If they have to do with having sex with my family members, then yes, they are gross to me no matter how good someone makes them."
I'd come across a dark blue jean skirt and a white wispy top that required me to wear a camisole underneath. "What about this?" I turned to show Brenda.
Brenda was too busy staring at my computer.
She got startled. "W-what?"
I sighed. "Never mind. I'm going to wear this and that's final."
Brenda ignored me and went back to reading whatever nasty, sick story she was into. I placed my outfit on the bed and then tried to figure out what type of shoes to wear with it.
"Oh man ... wow," Brenda whispered.
"What?" I asked. I was getting frustrated to the fact that my best friend wasn't helping me select an outfit. Wasn't that what best friends were for?
"This story ... ooh so hot!"
"Brenda, you're really grossing me out. I can't believe you get off on that."
She turned and looked at me. Her eyes were wide. "This story is about brother and sister..." Her voice trailed off and she shyly smiled.
I stared at her like she was from another planet. "What is it now?" I asked irritated.
"Um nothing. Just I guess brother and sister would probably really gross you out since you and Dexter don't get along I-I guess." She was beginning to stammer.
"Brenda, please turn off my computer. I don't think I want to hear anymore about incest or whatever other sick thing turns you on."
Brenda slowly turned to my computer but continued reading.
"I said turn it off already!" I raised my voice.
She almost jumped out of her seat. "Ok Ms. Grouchy. Jeez, you don't have to be so prudish."
I turned back to my closet to look for the right shoes. "You think my white sandals would look alright or my brown sandals?"
I heard Brenda stand up and sigh loudly as if she was bored to tears. She flopped down on my bed. "I don't know Dani. You'll make it look good I'm sure. Wear whatever. You know Matt's going to have it off by the end of the night anyway."
I spun around quickly. "No! That's not true!"
She giggled. "Whatever you say Dani."
I didn't want to deny it, but it was true. Matt and I already had sex. Maybe I'd been a little easy in letting Matt seduce me on our third date, but I couldn't help it. He was hot! Tall, broad shoulders, dark blue eyes and light brown hair. How could a girl resist?
"Have you gone down on him yet?" Brenda asked all of a sudden.
I gasped. "No! I'm not THAT much of a slut!"
Brenda smiled. "You should go down. I went down on Tim Jensen and mmmm let me tell you, he wasn't too salty, just right."
I groaned. "Brenda!"
She laughed. "What?"
"You've already told me that so many times. I get it ok? You like going down on guys. I bet you're going to be really popular if that ever gets out."
"Well, oral sex is very important in a relationship Dani. You can't just have dick and vagina meeting all the time. Dick has to meet your lips and Vagina has to meet his tongue."
She sat up on her elbows. "What? It CAN be romantic if you make it."
"Yeah ... I'll pass."
"You mean Matt hasn't gone down on you? OMG! Why are you wasting your time with him?"
"Brenda ... would you stop it already! Oral sex. Incest stories. What's next?"
She smiled deviously. "Anal sex."
"Ok ... that's enough sex talk for today. You better get your butt home before your mom gets mad again."
Brenda pouted. She raised herself up from my bed and grabbed her purse. "Fine. But we're not done here. I hope you have oral sex tonight and I want all the details tomorrow."
"Get out of here," I joked and threw a pillow at her.
She stuck her tongue at me and tossed her long blonde hair back. "Fine. I'm out. See you tomorrow at school, slut."
"Whatever tramp," I teased.
After Brenda left, I decided to get online to check out my email. I checked both yahoo and hotmail accounts as I always did. I kept wondering why in the hell didn't I just have one email account.
I got tons of spam mail, and a few fwd's which I hated. Matt had sent me an email to remind me of our date the next night. I smiled and replied that I can't wait to see him. He knows he's going to get lucky.
I finished checking out all my emails and then I don't know why, but I went to my history and see the website Brenda was on. Curiosity filled me. Not the incest stories, of course, but the erotic ones. Maybe just hot couple ones. Maybe I could get some ideas of what I want to do to Matt.
I went to the website and began looking through the stories. I went to the Erotic Couples sections. I had to admit some of those stories were really sexy. I read a few here and there, mainly reading the good parts. The descriptions were sizzling hot! I was getting tired after a few minutes when all of a sudden, I decided to look. I was just going to look really fast and then shut off my computer. I clicked on the "incest" section. My eyes searched the screen as the stories came up.
I went to a father/daughter story and quickly exited. It wasn't my cup of tea. Then I looked at mother/son and cringed. Brother and sister had me intrigued. I secretly laughed. If Brenda would see me now...
I started reading the story that Brenda had been reading. It was about fraternal twins, brother and sister. As I read how they slowly developed their relationship and how soon enough they were incestuous lovers and eventually wanted to marry...
I hadn't realized, but I had my hand down my shorts. I was rubbing my pussy. I felt sick and wanted to stop but I couldn't! What the hell was wrong with me? I continued to read and the more I read, the steamier the story got. It described brother shooting his seed inside of his sister...
"Oh my God!" I gasped and realized I was cumming! I was cumming really hard! My entire body was shaking. This wonderful rush swallowed me up and engulfed me. It felt like I couldn't stop...
"Hey! Whoa! Oh!"
I screamed when I saw Dexter had opened my door, again without even knocking. Or had he even knocked? I was too lost in my own orgasm and blocked all the noises around me. Besides, what the hell was he doing home? Hadn't he said he was going out?
My hand was inside my shorts and my legs were spread. I sat slumped on the chair slightly sweating from my intense orgasm. Dexter saw all of that. He'd caught me getting off. Oh my God!
He stood staring not quite knowing what to do.
I quickly took my hand out of my shorts. "Close the door!" I yelled angrily. I was beyond embarrassed. Why hadn't I even bothered to lock the door? Well maybe it was because I was supposed to only check my email and go on about my business. Instead, I was reading on incest and getting off to it.
Dexter quickly closed the door. My heart was pounding so fast! I turned off my computer and tried to compose myself. I went to my bathroom and washed my hands and wet my face. My entire face was red. How the hell was I supposed to face my brother now? I took a few deep breaths as I paced the bathroom. It was all Brenda's fault! I wouldn't tell her about this incident though. No way in hell!
I heard my mother yelling out my name. I knew it was dinner time. I dreaded to go downstairs. At dinner, my mother and father liked to actually "talk." I usually gabbed about my day but today was not a good day to be talking.
"Daniella!" My mother yelled again.
"I'm coming!" I screamed and realized that wasn't such a smart thing to say after Dexter caught me with my hand in my shorts.
I walked downstairs quietly and slowly. Everyone was in the kitchen. My mom was placing the casserole dish in the middle of the table along with a salad bowl. Dexter was setting up the table. He had his head down. He must have felt major embarrassment too, not as much as me, but still...
"Daniella! Hurry up. You were supposed to set the table." My mother said with a voice filled with frustration.
"Sorry," I mumbled as I made my way into the kitchen.
Dexter avoided looking at me and me at him. We sat down uncomfortably at the dinner table.
"You're lucky your brother was nice enough to set the table for you young lady. Tomorrow it's your turn," my dad scolded me.
I looked at him like he was insane. "But tomorrow I'm going out!"
"You can go out but after you set the table," my mom chimed in.
I pouted. "I'll set the table early then. I have a date at seven!"
"I'll set the table," Dexter mumbled.
Our parents looked at each other liked "huh?" I didn't want to question Dexter's thoughtful gesture. I knew why he was doing it.
"Well that's nice of you son," my mom said sarcastically. We all sat down to eat. I kept my head down as I moved my food around the plate with my fork. I wanted dinner to hurry up and be over with.
"So what happened to your study group Dex?" My mom asked my brother.
I suddenly remembered he was going out but he'd come back. He'd come back to find me playing with myself. Oh god.
"Um ... well Pete called me while I was on my way to tell me everyone canceled," Dexter explained.
Pete was Dexter's best friend since pre-school. They were actually neck and neck for school valedictorian.
"Oh. I see. Well no wonder you were back so early."
"So Dani, where is Matt taking you to tomorrow that is so important that you have to miss the family dinner?"
I sighed but never looked up. "We ... um ... we're going to the movies."
"The movies?" My dad questioned.
I nodded. I kept playing with my food. I felt all eyes on me. My face was red.
"Oh Ben, she's young. To a teenager, the movies are the ultimate date," My mom assured my dad.
"I thought he'd have something better and more fun planned like maybe some putt- putt golf."
I heard Dexter laugh.
My face got hot.
"What?" My dad asked.
"Putt putt golf? C'mon dad. Matt Rivers taking a girl to putt-putt golf? Now THAT'S a joke."
"Why wouldn't Matt Rivers take a girl to play putt-putt golf?" My mom inquired.
They continued to have this conversation as if I wasn't in the room.
"Because ... he just wouldn't," Dexter explained and left it as that. I knew he was implying that Matt would rather take a girl to the movies so they can make out or down to Grover's park for a hot make out session. Dexter knew that Matt was one of the popular guys.
"Can I be excused?" I asked nervously.
I timidly looked over to my mom. She frowned. "Why? You hardly ate."
"I'm not very hungry. I ate at the Jack in the Box with Brenda after school." I lied.
"Daniella, what have I told you about eating that terrible fast food? It's not good for you."
I sighed. "I'm sorry mom. Can I be excused?"
She rolled her eyes. "I guess so but all next week you're setting the table and doing the dishes. So don't plan any little hot dates during the week. You understand young lady?"
I nodded. I stood up so fast that my glass of water spilled all over the table. My hands were shaking.
"Oh shit," I blurted out.
"Watch the language," my dad warned.
"Sorry," I murmured.
"Here." I looked up to see Dexter holding a towel out for me. His eyes met mine and I felt my entire face redden. I quickly grabbed the towel and wiped off the table.
"Thanks," I said quietly and went to put my dishes up in the sink. I stood with my back towards everyone. I was trying to recompose myself.
I turned to leave and felt Dexter's eyes on me. I tried to avoid looking at him but it was nearly impossible since I'd have to pass him up in order for me to go back to my room. Our eyes met again. My knees felt shaky but I continued to walk away. I don't know how it happened but I ended up tripping on the floor and falling right on my ass. Oh god could things have gotten more embarrassing?
"Daniella, are you alright?" My father asked.
I nodded and struggle to get up. Dexter offered me his hand to help me up but I quickly grabbed on to one of the kitchen chairs and lifted myself up. My heart was pounding, my hands were shaking and I still felt my twin brother's eyes on me as I walked back upstairs to my room.
"Hello? Earth to Daniella!"
I snapped out of my day dream. It was after school the next day and Brenda and I were outside in the parking lot. Matt was across the lot with his friends talking but stealing glances my way.
I was too occupied thinking about facing my twin brother who had caught me masturbating.
"W-what?" I asked Brenda.
"I asked if you're going to ask Matt to go down on you!" She said a little too loud. A few of the other senior girls turned around and snickered.
"Brenda!" I shouted in a hush whisper.
She shrugged. "What? I'm just asking. You seem a little out of it today. Are you ok?"
I looked down. I wanted to tell my best friend what had happened but then I'd have to explain that I'd been looking at the incest stories and I really didn't want to do that.
"Liar. I've known you since what ... fourth grade? You can't lie to me Dani."
"Um Brenda ... what would you do if your dad caught you masturbating?"
Her eyes grew wide as saucers. "What? Oh my god! Ewww! I'd freak! I'd be so embarrassed!"
I laughed nervously.
She eyed me curiously. "Why do you ask?"
"I'm just asking that's all."
She bit her lower lip and studied me. "Did your dad catch you? Oh my god Dani!"
I shook my head. "No! No one caught me I was just asking!"
Then she squealed. "Did Dexter catch you?"
I wanted to protest but I wasn't quick enough.
"He did didn't he? Oh my god!"
"Brenda! Shut up!" I hissed.
"Hey Dani," I heard a deep voice from behind me.
I turned and to see Matt standing in front of me with Riley, one of his friends.
"Hey Matt," I greet quietly.
He smiled sweetly and cocked his head. "We still on for tonight right?"
"Hey Brenda ... how about me and you go out. We can double?" Riley asked Brenda in a cocky way.
Brenda rolled her eyes. "No thanks."
"Aww c'mon now. I won't bite, unless you want me to." Riley laughed at his own stupid comment.
"So pick you up at seven?" Matt asked as he began to walk away.
"Yes," I replied nonchalantly.
"And when should I pick YOU up?" Riley teased Brenda.
"Hmm how about a quarter to NEVER!" She sassed and shoved past him.
I trail Brenda and wave bye to Matt. Brenda is walking fast towards her car.
"Hey! Slow down!" I pant as I catch up to her.
"God! That Riley guy is an asshole! He heard about me going down on Tim Jensen and now he thinks I'll go down on him too."
"Don't pay attention to him Brenda. Just ignore him."
Brenda hadn't forgotten. "So ... finish telling me! Dexter caught you masturbating?"
I sighed. "Brenda, just forget I said anything ok?"
I walked away fast. She caught up to me breathlessly. "C'mon Dani! Tell me!"
"I'm not telling you anything!"
"Oh my god! He did catch you! How embarrassing! I bet you're so afraid to face him now huh?"
I stopped and felt myself turning red. "Yes he caught me and yes I'm mortified. Are you happy now?"
Brenda faked a pout. "Aww I'm so sorry Dani. I wonder what he thought when he saw you."
I gasped. "Brenda! Eww! Don't even want to think about that!"
Brenda giggled. "I bet he thought it was kind of hot."
"Ok I'm leaving Brenda and please don't follow me."
Brenda laughed. "I'm kidding! Lighten up! Don't be so uptight!"
We walked towards Brenda's car and I wondered had Dexter enjoyed catching me? How much had he seen? Had he seen me cum? Oh my god!
When I got home I went up to my room and threw my backpack on the bed. I kicked off my shoes and turned on my computer. I had been thinking about the stories I had read over and over. I couldn't wait to read more! What the hell was wrong with me?
This time, I was smart. I locked my bedroom door and when my computer loaded up, I searched for more brother and sister stories. The more I read, the more I felt my entire body warm up.
I kept wondering if any of the stories were real. Did some of the stories ever actually happen? Or maybe they were made up fantasies by someone who secretly desired their own sibling? Whatever the situation was, the stories were super hot! I started to feel the wetness between my legs again when I began reading a story about a girl who hadn't been kissed and receives her first kiss from her brother.
I started licking my lips and thought about what it would be like to kiss Dexter. Dexter? Oh my god! If I kissed him, who he kiss me back? Would he put his tongue in mouth? How would his kiss feel? Was he a good kisser?
I felt my entire body on fire and realized my hand was rubbing my pussy over my jeans. I squirmed in my chair and when my orgasm began to intensify. I began to tremble and fought hard not to moan. Incest stories were now my obsession.
After a long warm bath, I got ready for my date with Matt. I made sure to spray some of my new perfume. I sprayed just a small amount. I let my hair down and got dressed. I wore my short blue jean skirt and a low cut red top. Brown low heel sandals completed the look.
I applied more cherry lip gloss and took one last look in the mirror. It was ten minutes until seven. I walked outside and bumped into Dexter in the hallway.
"Whoa! Watch it," he joked.
"You watch it!" I snapped. I don't know why I was so mad. Was it because he had caught me? Probably.
"Hey, calm down," he said searching my face.
I kept looking down.
"Listen, Dani, about the other day..."
My entire face turned red. I could feel it. "Look, forget about it ok? Just forget you saw anything. I'm totally embarrassed."
Dexter kept his eyes on me. I could feel them on me as I stared down at the floor. "Yeah, I understand it would be embarrassing for you. It's something natural everyone does so don't get all worked up about it."
I looked up and flashed my eyes. "How would you have felt if I had been the one to catch you? Not so calm huh?"
Dexter smiled sweetly. I kept looking at his lips. I kept wondering what they would feel like pressed against mine like the stories I would read about. Would it really feel that forbidden? Maybe it would be just like kissing any other guy. Sure, Dexter was my brother but he was still a guy.
"Yeah ... that wouldn't have happened because I lock my door when I do it," Dexter admitted and suddenly realized what he admitted. He turned candy apple red. "I mean ... you know what I mean."
"Yes, I know. You're admitting you masturbate. All guys do."
"I guess all girls do too huh?" He teased.
I tried not to smile but I couldn't help it. My body was tingling all over just talking about masturbation with my brother.
"You look pretty tonight," Dexter said quietly.
I smiled more. "Thank you. Do you have any plans for tonight?"
"Nope. Just setting the table and having dinner with the folks. I'm such a geek."
"Why don't you go out with Penny Milton?" I suggested. Penny had been Dexter's girlfriend for a while but they remained friends after their break up.
"Penny? Uh no. If I ask her out, she would think I only want to get back together with her and I don't want that."
"Oh ... well it was just a suggestion."
We stood in the hallway for a few seconds not saying anything. I kept looking down and Dexter kept looking at me.
"What?" I finally asked.
"Isn't that skirt a little too short?"
I rolled my eyes. "First you said I looked pretty and now you're criticizing my skirt? What's the deal?"
He laughed heartily. "I'm kidding Dani. Calm down. You get worked up too easily."
"Matt's a lucky guy," he added very quietly.
I gulped. Had Dexter just said that?
He looked at me intently and I felt my heart thumping loudly in my chest. Suddenly, the stories I read came flooding back. All the stories of sister's having the first kiss with their brothers. Would kissing your own brother feel totally gross? Or would it be hot? It sounded hot in the stories ... but how would it really feel?
Being the curious person that I am, I reached up quickly and planted a kiss on Dexter's lips. His lips were soft, warm and sending a pleasant tingling feeling throughout my body.
He must have been surprised by my kiss because his lips stayed pursed ... for a few seconds. After those few seconds, his lips parted and so did mine. His arms wrapped around me and pressed my body against his. His tongue slipped into my mouth and found mine. I barely felt his tongue caress against mine when I realized what I had done. I got scared. I hadn't wanted to like the kiss but I did! I had just discovered that it wasn't gross at all to kiss your own brother. I pushed Dexter away. He was panting loudly and so was I.
"I-I'm sorry," I stuttered and ran away. I rushed downstairs just in time to see my mother talking to Matt by the door.
I couldn't even concentrate on the movie Matt and I were watching. I kept thinking about Dexter and the kiss we'd shared. My body was still warm all over just thinking about it.
I felt Matt grab my hand. I knew he would soon want to start making out. I really didn't want to because that would erase Dexter's sweet kiss from my lips. I could still taste his tongue.
"You ok?" Matt whispered.
"Yeah," I responded nervously.
He moved his mouth towards mine but I moved away. He frowned. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I-I'm not feeling well. I think I need to go throw up."
Matt looked at me like I was crazy. "Ok ... if you need to go to the bathroom by all means."
"Y-Yes. I do. I'll be right back." I quickly stood up and ambled through the crowd of people. I made my way to the bathroom. Once inside, I sighed. What the hell was wrong with me? I must have read way too many incest stories. Now here I was a big pervert thinking of doing more with my brother. I leaned against the wall and put my fingers to my lips. I closed my eyes and kept replaying the sweet incestuous kiss.
I had to get out of this date. I liked Matt and all, but I loved Dexter. My sweet twin brother. I composed myself and went back to the darkened theater. Matt waited anxiously for me.
"So ... you ok?" He asked as I sat down.
"Not really. I think I ate something bad or something."
Matt looked disappointed. "So you want me to take you home?"
We left the theater and once we pulled up to my house, Matt wanted to try to kiss me again. I pulled away gently.
"What's the matter Dani? You don't like me anymore or what?" He asked angrily.
I felt awful for being distant but I couldn't get Dexter out of my mind. "I'm ok. And I DO like you. I just don't want you to catch whatever I have. Maybe I got some sort stomach bug. I'm just watching out for you."
Matt sat back. "I'm a very healthy guy Dani. I think I could handle whatever you have."
"I just want to be careful that's all."
He sighed. "Ok, fine. I hope you feel better and call me tomorrow maybe if you are better, we can go down to Grover's Park for some ... quality time." He laughed and I didn't.
"Um ... yeah ok. Well I better go. I need to go lay down."
I opened the car door without waiting for him to open it. I spotted mine and Dexter's card in the driveway. I knew he'd be home. It was just barely a little after nine that night when I walked in the door. My parents were watching a comedy show. They were surprised to see me home.
"Wow, you're early. What happened?" My mom asked.
I shrugged. "Matt wasn't feeling good so I suggested we call it a night."
"Oh ... I see. You want to watch this show with us? It's very funny," My dad asked.
"No I'm ok. I'm just going to hang out in my room. I might watch a movie or something."
"Ok honey," my mom called out and went back to watching the show.
I climbed upstairs slowly. I walked past Dexter's room and put my hand on his door. The room was quiet so I wondered what he was doing. Was he thinking of me and our kiss? Had he liked it? Or was he regretting it?
I paused for a moment and the continued to go to my room which was just next door to Dexter's. I almost jumped up when I heard his door open. I stood by my own bedroom door holding on to the door knob.
"Hey," Dexter said softly.
"Hi," I responded nervously.
"How was your date?"
"It ended early," I replied.
He smiled. "I'm glad."
He walked towards me and pinned me up against my bedroom door. He leaned down and kissed me softly. No tongue filled kiss, just a gentle innocent kiss. I felt my entire body get hot.
I looked up at Dexter, surprised the he would kiss me again. He touched my face and looked into my eyes. "You need to break up with Matt you know that right?"
"I want you to break up with Matt. Unless ... you don't want to," he said sadly. His warm strong hand was on my cheek. I pressed my cheek on his hand.
"I want to."
He bent down once again to kiss me. This time, the kiss was longer, wetter, hotter. It was the most passionate kiss I'd ever experienced.