The sure thing: Jordan

I texted Jordan to meet me.

I should in the shadow of a tree, waiting. I saw her walking down the path to me. She was looking fine. I might the right choice. When she finally saw me, her smile lit up her pretty face. She was so incredibly cute in just a T-shirt and shorts, her blonde hair up in a ponytail. Her cuteness eased the tension from me, where I wanted to be rough with her.

I still wanted to fuck her and have her swallow my cum, but I couldn’t be rough with a girl that sweet.

She ran up and hugged me. She asked, “What have you been up to all night?”

“Drinking with Chandler and Joey,” I replied wrapping my arm around her waist and guiding her to a secluded spot.

“I’ll have to give Chandler some crap tomorrow if he looks hungover,” Jordan teased. “Where do you want to go tonight?”

“Someplace where we don’t have to worry about how loud we are,” I said.

Jordan stopped, and held my hand, “Don’t be mad at me.”

“What?” I thought she told me she had been fucking other guys. My mind was jumping to the worst conclusions.

“I just started my period. I don’t think we should have sex. It’d be too messy, and we’d have no easy way to clean up.”

“We could jump in the lake,” I suggested.

Jordan pouted at the joke. She really did feel bad that we couldn’t fuck. She said, “I’ll make it up to you by sucking your dick the entire time tonight.”

I smiled, “I can’t refuse that order. Now we need to find a good place for a blowjob.”

“I have a crazy idea,” she said, pulling me in a new direction. I followed her. It turned me on to have her take control.

We walked up onto the athletic fields. She stopped in the middle of the soccer field. Jordan’s smile was bigger than the moon. “You can lay on your back and look at the stars while I do it.”

“We’re out in the middle of the soccer field. We’re so easy to notice. We’re definitely going to get caught,” I objected. I didn’t want to find out the consequences of getting caught getting a blowjob.

“That makes me more exciting,” Jordan said, and pulled my arm until I got down on the ground with her. I laid back in the slightly damp grass. I looked up at the clear sky filled with stars. I got lost just staring at all of them, wondering why I never saw so many at home.

Jordan’s warm mouth pulled me back. I let out a little sigh as her mouth sucked down my length, and her tongue licked on my head. I watched her pretty blonde head bobbing up and down on my dick—it was an even better sight than all the stars.

I glanced to my left and right, making sure no one else had walked onto the athletic fields. If they did, we’d be never easy to spot. I scanned again just to make sure. If I saw someone soon enough, then I could stop Jordan, and we could just pretend we were stargazing after curfew.

Jordan gagged, and my attention returned to her. She pulled her mouth off my dick, which was now covered in spit. I didn’t think she could get so sloppy. She apologized, “Sorry. I don’t think I can get any further down. You have a really big dick.”

“It’s okay. It’s felt amazing. You’re too cute to give head this well.” She smiled at the compliment and returned to blowing me.

I know I said I wanted to make her **** earlier, but hearing it happened changed my mind. I felt bad that she gagged. I moved a few fallen strands of hair from her face. She was too pretty. I couldn’t **** her mouth with my cum.

I tapped her on the head, and she stopped and pulled her mouth from my dick. I turned on my side then stroked until I came into the soft grass. When I rolled back over Jordan looked disappointed, “I would have swallowed it.”

“It’s okay,” I said, pulling up my pants. I glanced back to the edge of the field. I saw a silhouette holding a flashlight. I yanked Jordan up, “We gotta run.”

We dashed across the field. We ran through a small patch of woods, and came out by the hockey court. We skimmed past it, until we got to a path. We were on the boys side of camp. I could see my cabin. I asked, “Are you able to get back to your cabin on your own?”

“Yeah. I know how to get there,” she went in for a kiss. I turned my face, and she ended up giving me a peck on the cheek. She looked disappointed again. “I’ll see you later.”

At that moment the beam from a flashlight landed on us. A figured emerged from the hockey court, where we had just come from. A male voice said, “Tsk tsk. Out after curfew. Now you’re in trouble.”