Chapter 20 Sydney - Graduation Day
Chapter 20
Sydney - Graduation Day
O ur house buzzed with activity on graduation day. I’d forgotten how chaotic things could be with five people in the house instead of three. At breakfast, my mother announced that she had made dinner reservations at our favorite upscale restaurant after commencement. We’ve been going there for celebrations for years. I asked if her RSVP included Danny. Nope. Family only. Fantastic. One more way for her to drive home the point that she didn’t care about my feelings.
During our shopping adventure, Brooke and Abby helped me select a dress for today’s ceremony. They chose a white dress, which I typically steer away from because white makes me feel washed out and pasty. My sisters understood fashion in a way I never would, so I went with it, and now when I checked myself in the mirror, I felt pleased with the result.
Graduating candidates needed to report to the band room underneath the stadium at one o’clock. The ceremony started at two. Danny came to pick me up at my parents’ house. He stood tall and handsome in the navy-blue suit his mom bought him. He had attempted to fit into his suit from high school graduation to save her money, without success. He wore the Millennium Falcon tie I got him, and my pelvic muscles clenched as I watched him walk up the driveway towards me. We had naked plans later and I attempted to save my excitement.
I removed my graduation gown from the hanger in the hall and folded it over my arm. I didn’t want to wrinkle it by sitting on it in the car. Danny rang the doorbell, and I swung the door open to greet him.
“Wow! You look gorgeous! That dress is a knock-out!”
I blushed. “Thanks. My sisters picked it out for me. You clean up well, Mr. Rockwell. The girls are going to love you.”
“There’s only one girl I have in mind,” he murmured in my ear as he kissed me on the cheek.
“You know how to flatter a girl.”
“I aim to please. Now let’s go. We don’t want to be late to our own party.”
The band room overflowed with excited noises as we waited for the ceremony to begin. We lined up alphabetically which separated Danny and me. I glimpsed Meghan, Renee and Austin further back in the lineup. The band began playing the graduation march, and we paraded into the stadium. While waiting for the end of the march, I scanned the crowd to find my family. Abby stood and waved a baton with streamers at the end. My parents and Brooke sat beside her, cringing at her enthusiastic display. I loved her even more because she didn’t care what they thought.
We listened to a guest speaker talk about the future and how bright it was for us. They called our names to get our diplomas. Then we tossed our mortar boards in the air, and they rained back down like confetti.
My family waited at the top of the hill in the parking lot. I noticed Austin walking away with his mom. Renee had a rodeo in Dallas the next day and would miss the celebration. Danny and I would pick me up later for the Kappa Sigma party. Meghan said she was over the whole fraternity party scene, but I knew I would see her there. For now, I had to sit through the stuffy, fancy dinner with my family. I would’ve rather had pizza or take-out Chinese to celebrate, but no one asked me.
I felt so good in my dress that I didn’t change my clothes for the Kappa Sigma party. Danny had changed into a Star Wars t-shirt and basketball shorts when he came to pick me up.
“That dress is dynamite on you. I’m glad you kept it on.” He kissed me on the cheek after I sat down next to him in his car.
“Abby has a knack for shopping. I may never take it off. ”
The party spread throughout the fraternity house and into the back yard. Danny poured two red Solo cups of beer from the keg, and we headed out to the fire pit. A group played drunken volleyball. Austin and a couple of guys were playing guitars while sitting next to the fire. Danny stopped to talk with his frat brothers. I spotted Meghan and headed in that direction.
As the conversation popped around the bonfire, I sipped on my beer, but I didn’t care for it. I went back to the kitchen and scoured for something a bit less vile. No luck. Then I felt arms around my waist.
“What are you doing in here?” Danny rumbled in his best scary voice.
“Hoping to find a drink that won’t make me vomit. Beer is disgusting.”
He still hadn’t let go of me, and I decided to up the ante. “I forgot to tell you the most important part about my dress earlier.”
“What’s that?”
I licked my lips. “I’m going commando.”
His dick announced its presence against my backside.
“What should I do with that information?” he asked in a gravelly whisper.
“I’m sure you have ideas.”
He took my hand and led me through the kitchen and up the stairs. We went into his shared bedroom and locked the door. He pushed me up against the wall and began kissing me, hard and hungrily. I liked this take-charge attitude. Very sexy. He slid his hand up under my skirt to verify my commando status. He groaned, wanting more.
After letting him ravish my lips and neck with his mouth, I grabbed his elbow and steered him over to the chair in front of his desk. “Sit here.”
A streetlight in front of the frat house cast a dim glow into the room. In the low light, his eyebrows raised, but he obliged. I faced him and straddled his legs, sitting on his lap. I leaned in and licked up his neck to his earlobe, which I nibbled on. He planted his hands on my ass, and I rocked my hips back and forth.
He groaned. “Jesus, Sydney. You can make a guy get blue balls.”
“That’s not my intention. Your balls will not be blue when I’m finished with you.” I licked along the other side of his neck. “Who knows what will happen next?”
I enjoyed making him a wobbly pile of Jell-O in my hot little hand. I got off his lap and stepped backwards from him. I crossed my arms and gave him an order. “Show me what you’ve been hiding in your pants. ”
He hesitated for a moment, but then raced to unleash his cock from its fabric prison.
I squealed with delight. “Oh my! I think that will do. What can you do with that?”
“I want to put it in your pussy. Come here.”
I covered my mouth with my hand. “That looks too big to fit.”
He grinned. “It fits. I promise. Let me show you.” He reached around to fish in his top desk drawer and pulled out a condom. He ripped the foil packet open with his teeth before sliding the thin sheet of rubber over his shaft. Safe sex is sexy.
I came toward him, and he held himself in place for me. I straddled him and lowered myself onto his engorged member. Gripping the back of the chair, I began rocking back and forth. He placed his hands on my hips, stabilizing me but giving me the freedom to move as I wished. His warm, throbbing cock felt exquisite, and I reveled in the feeling of being filled with him. I didn’t want it to end. But teenage male hormones are fickle beasts that waste no time speeding to the finish line. He bucked under my thighs as he released his juices with an ecstatic groan.
I resigned myself to the fact that he was finished but I hadn’t warmed up yet. I stood up, smoothed my skirt and checked myself in the mirror on the closet door. Everything seemed in order. Danny grabbed my wrist from behind me and steered me into the chair. “Your turn.” He knelt on the floor in front of me. “Scooch your ass forward.” I obeyed his command. He grabbed one of my legs and hooked it over his shoulder. He did the same with my other leg. I hiked up my skirt and hung onto the seat of the chair.
His hand massaged my tender lips, still wet from penetration. When he found my clit, I moaned, and he started rubbing it in circles. I closed my eyes and tightened my grip on the chair. He dipped his head in between my legs, trading his fingers for his lips and tongue. As he licked and sucked my most sensitive spot, I whimpered with pleasure.
The heat in my pelvis grew, and I gasped in excitement. “Oh baby! Yes!”
Danny slapped my thigh. “Quiet woman. I don’t want an audience on the other side of the door.”
He resumed his mission, and I shuddered and shook as my body released all my tension from the past weeks. I pursed my lips together, attempting to muffle the sounds of my orgasm. I pulled him up by his chin and we kissed, our juices melded together on our tongues. He backed away from me and sat on the edge of his bed, both of us attempting to catch our breath.
Neither one of us spoke. He took my hand, and we headed back out to the fire, keeping our little tryst to ourselves.
Journal Entry
I didn’t realize how much time I spent thinking about sex until I started having sex. Danny and I were both virgins when we had sex for the first time a few weeks ago, and it seems like we’re making up for lost time. Whenever we have even a few stolen moments together, we find time to be naked. Now I finally understand what all the hype is about. All I can think about is having Danny’s hot, throbbing cock inside me. We kicked Austin out of their room on several occasions to get our fix of each other.
Meghan had lost her virginity in high school, but she isn’t currently in a romantic relationship. I’ve told her a few things, but I don’t share the nitty gritty, which feels private between Danny and me. When I mentioned it to Abby, all she said was, “Don’t come home pregnant. Mom will never let you hear the end of it.” I can see her point, and I make Danny wear a condom every single time .
Our little tryst during the graduation bonfire has been my favorite. I had read that some guys are reticent to perform oral on women, even though they expect to receive it on the regular. Danny’s enthusiasm for tasting my pussy surprised me, and I enjoyed every flick of his tongue. He’s setting the bar high for anyone who follows him. We have a couple of months left until Danny ships off for Basic Training and I start my first year of teaching. I intend to make the most of it.