“Sure Thing” Network: Part 1

The girls network, and Fifty shades of virginity.

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Kaitlin.

Being nearly a year older, I developed physically and mentally at a pace the other guys couldn’t keep. It helped me get the girls’ attention and interest.

Sadly, my academic development was nothing to boast about.

Kaitlin was a sporty little blonde, with tiny tits, a tight ass, brown eyes, a great smile and perfect teeth. I'm not sure what really even made me interested in her, other than her smile. It was always there and kind of infectious. She was different from most of the girls, because she would take time to talk to anyone. It didn't matter who you were, what you did or what you looked like, she would still talk to you.

I did not think that I had a chance in hell with her, but I didn't think that I had a chance in hell with any girl right about then. She was right in front of me one day leaving class and I had a question about an assignment, but the teacher was busy, so I asked Kaitlin.

She turned, looked up at me and said "Come over to my house after school and I will help you with it."

Thàt was not the answer that I was expecting, but I was not going to turn down her invitation.

We both had our own cars, so I met her in the parking lot after school. I followed her home and she invited me into her empty house. We sat down at her kitchen table and she wanted to get right to work. I was having a hard time doing anything. I was really just staring at her and wondering where this might go. She noticed that I was not paying attention, looked up and asked me what was going on. All I could say was that I usually took a bit of a break when I got home from school before I started my homework.

She asked me if I wanted something to drink,

 I said “yes”, and then watched her walk away.

She told me; “come to the fridge and pick what you want.”

 I was looking over her shoulder and all I really wanted was her. I said that I would like a Mountain Dew so she handed one to me. I started back towards the table, and she said “why don't we go into the living room.”

I sat down on the couch and she sat down right next to me. I really was not expecting that, so I turned to look at her and she just smiled. I took that as a good sign and put my arm around her. She just snuggled in and put her head in my chest.

I really didn't know what I was doing, but I lifted her chin with my hand and leaned down to kiss her. She didn't say a word and kissed me back. I scooped her up into my lap and slid my hand up her shirt as I continued to kiss her. Again she didn't try to stop me. I squeezed her tits and tweaked her nipples for a few minutes while I kept kissing her. When I tried to move my hand from under her shirt to the waistband of her pants, she pulled away and said “that's enough, we are done.”

I must have looked disappointed, because she said “it's not your fault, this is only as far as I am willing to go.”

 I ask “so what now?”

 She said; “we could go back to