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I hope you all enjoy my first story to be submitted. Thank you to my editor, Red¬_Sky_Reader, for catching all of my little mistakes!

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To celebrate my 18th birthday, my best friend Lily invited me to stay at her house while her parents were gone for the weekend. She promised that it would be a weekend filled with lots of girl-time — pedicures, face masks, cookie dough, and lots of time to talk about boys. I knew that it was also because she hated being in her house alone.

After my grandparents left on my actual birthday on Wednesday, I called Lily to find out what I needed to bring.

“Nothing!” She assured me. “This weekend is my gift to you, and you don’t need to bring anything at all.”

“Ok. Let me know at school tomorrow if you can think of anything. I’ll bring it with me on Friday so we can go right to your house after school.”

“Now that I think of it, could you bring your turquoise nail polish? Oh, and maybe your fake eyelashes. And what about-” Lily started reeling off a list of the things that she wanted.

“Hang on,” I laughed. “I need to write this down.”

*

“Lily!” I called as I opened the front door. “Sorry I’m late. We had a last-minute practice after school.”

Lily met me at the door with fire in her eyes. “Hrumph!” She snorted.

“I’m sorry,” I apologized again. “But at least I won’t have practice tomorrow morning. I’m ready to stay until Monday morning!”

“It’s not that.” She huffed again and rolled her eyes. “Guess who decided to come home for the weekend?” She gestured to the kitchen. I felt a fluttering in my stomach as I saw her brother, Grant, making himself a sandwich at the kitchen counter.

“G-Grant’s here?” I sputtered.

“I’m just as mad as you! He said that he wanted to come home and do laundry, but I know that Mom and Dad sent him so we wouldn’t have a party.” She folded her arms and huffed yet again.

“Party?” I laughed. “Lily, we’ve never partied a day in our lives. It’s ok, I like Grant just fine.” The truth was, I had a crush on Grant ever since I was a little girl, and he pushed Billy Connors into the pool. Billy said that my bathing suit gave me a fat bum. Grant overheard him, and pushed him into the pool.

“Whatever. Let’s go have some supper.” Lily turned and I followed her into the kitchen. “Grant, can you get out of here? We’re going to order some pizza.”

“Mm, order me some too, please. I like pepperoni.” He handed Lily the handset to the phone as he shoved the sandwich into his mouth.

“Aren’t you eating supper right now?” Lily scowled as she dialed the number.

“Naw, just warming up.” He winked at me, and I nearly fainted then and there. “So, what’s new with you, Sue? How’s 18 treating you?”

“Oh, you know.” I said, averting his gaze. I began to trace the marbling pattern on the counter with my finger so I didn’t have to look up into his green eyes.

“Susie! Tell me that you remembered to bring your bathing suit!” Lily exclaimed as she put the phone back onto the charger.

“Um, yeah.” I hesitated. I brought my string bikini that I always wear when hanging out at Lily’s, but not when I know that other people are watching me.

“Let’s go hop in the hot tub while we’re waiting. The guy on the phone said that it would be 40 minutes. They’re a little backlogged tonight.” Lily ran up to her room to get changed.

“Mind if I hop in, too?” Grant asked, smiling at me again.

“Sure,” I managed to look him in the eye this time and smile back.

“Ew, no.” Lily called out from halfway up the stairs.

“Sorry, birthday girl overrules.” Grant was already in his trunks. As he headed out to the backyard into the hot tub, he pulled his shirt over his head, and I got a brief glace at his abs and the line of hair that ran down to his trunks before he turned and walked out the door.

“SUSIE!” Lily called from her room. “Hurry up and change!”

*

I threw my t-shirt back on over top of my bathing suit, and went out to the backyard to get in the hot tub with Lily and Grant.

“What do you have that on for? You look ridiculous. Take off that shirt and get your butt in here.” Lily started grabbing at the hem of my shirt to encourage me to take it off. I felt my cheeks redden as I lifted it over my head and I quickly immersed myself into the hot tub, hoping to lessen the time that my flesh was exposed to the air.

My embarrassment subsided quickly as I laughed at the stories that Grant shared from university. After about half an hour, Lily jumped out of the hot tub to go wait for the pizza delivery. Grant reached over the side of the tub and pulled a vodka cooler out of the cooler that was set up beside the hot tub.

“I wanted to apologize in case I killed any hopes that the two of you had for having a raging party for your birthday.” He said as he handed me the cooler. He grabbed himself a beer.

“We had no plans for that. We were going to give ourselves pedicures and watch sappy movies all ankara escort weekend.” I laughed. “Thank you. My first drink as a legal adult.” I tapped the neck of my bottle gently against his.

“Cheers to the provinces with lower drinking ages.” He smiled as he took the first drink of his beer. “I know Lily doesn’t drink, so I don’t want you to feel obligated to drink that.”

“No, I like this flavour. I may have stolen one or two from my mother’s cooler last summer.” I smiled as I took the first drink. I don’t drink often, so I could feel the alcohol immediately begin to spread its warmth through me. When Grant handed me the drink, he moved over so he was sitting next to me. He hadn’t moved back yet, and I was enjoying having him sit next to me. I finished my drink just as he was finishing his. He took the bottle from me and placed the two of them on the ledge beside him.

“I like your bathing suit. The colour really suits you.” His finger reached up and traced the string where it reached up around my neck. I could feel my face starting to redden again. “I was wondering-” he was suddenly interrupted by Lily yelling for us to come and get some pizza.

*

That evening the feasting began. Popcorn, licorice, chocolate bars, and any other junk food we could find was carted into the den so we could start our movie marathon. Lily claimed the leather recliner that her father normally laid in. I planned on lying on the couch. As Lily was queuing up what we would watch on Netflix, Grant come into the room.

“I love this one!” He said as he sat down on the couch.

As we watched the movie, I was very aware that he was sitting on the other side of the popcorn bowl. I honestly paid more attention to him than to the movie. I had already seen it, so I didn’t care. I tried timing when I’d reach for the popcorn so our hands could briefly touch.

About 30 minutes into the movie, I could hear snoring coming from the recliner. Lily had the foot of the recliner up, the back pressed down, and was snoring like her father did on Sunday afternoons.

“Wow, the genetics are strong in that one.” Grant laughed. I picked up a pillow to throw at her, but Grant took it from my hand. “If you don’t mind, I’d rather that she slept. It’s a little quieter without her constant commentary.” He also moved the popcorn bowl off the couch so there was nothing between us. I tried to recall what I had read in a magazine that I had read in the doctor’s office about the subtle signs we send to let others know that we like them.

But all of that didn’t matter. My train of thought was broken when I felt Grant poke my knee. “Are those hot dogs on your pyjama pants?”

“Ha, yes they are.” I laughed. Grant didn’t move his hand. He kept it on my knee and moved in so he was leaning toward me. I leaned a little toward him, and soon my head was resting on his shoulder. We stayed that way for about ten minutes before I excused myself to get a drink of water.

As I was standing at the counter filling my glass at the sink, I felt Grant come behind me and put his hands on my waist. I turned to face him. He pulled me in close to him and his lips met mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck as my mouth opened against his. Both of our pyjama pants were made of thin fabric, and I could feel his cock start to rise against me.

“Mm,” he moaned. “I’ve wanted to do this forever. I can’t believe that we waited this long.”

“Yeah,” I smiled back at him. “This is pretty nice.”

“Feel like another dip in the hot tub?” He grinned at me. This time I didn’t hesitate to get back into my bikini.

We had changed into our bathing suits and were into the hot tub in record time. We started off sitting beside each other and kissing, but soon I found myself straddling his legs and facing him. It felt so nice to have his hands all over my bare back. I could feel his hard cock through his swim trunks, and I started slowly rubbing myself against it. Grant responded to what I was doing and started gently thrusting in time with me.

“Do you mind if I untie this?” He asked, his fingers holding the end of the strings of the top as he kissed my neck.

“Please do.” I felt the tie at the top of my neck let go, and suddenly I was bare chested against Grant’s bare chest.

“Fuck, you’re perfect.” He breathed as his thumbs grazed my nipples. They immediately became erect at his touch. Every part of my body was begging for more. He rubbed his thumbs over my nipples more intently as he began kissing me again. I started rubbing my lower half into his so I could feel the shaft of his cock rubbing against my clit. I moaned as he lifted one of my breasts to his mouth and flicked my nipple rapidly with his tongue.

“That’s amazing.” I moaned as he brought me close to climax. I wrapped my arms around his neck again and brought him in close to me and kissed him again.

“I hate to break this up, but I need to get up early to meet some friends for a run. I’m not going to leave you hanging, ankara escort bayan though.” He whispered in my ear as his hand reach down in between my legs. I gasped as he moved the fabric to one side.

“Do you want me to stop?” He asked, leaning back so he could look into my eyes.

“No, I’ll explode if you stop. Please keep going.” I moved my hand so it was on top of his, encouraging him to continue.

He kissed my neck as he began by rubbing my clit. I moved my pelvis against his hand. He kept his thumb on my clit as he slid a finger inside of me.

“You’re so nice and tight.” He whispered as he kissed his way across my collarbone. I stiffened a bit at those words. He noticed and stopped. “Is everything ok?”

“Um, I’m a virgin. I’m not going to be as experienced as you’d like.” He smiled at that.

“Sue, I think you’re wonderful. As long as you want me to continue, I’ll continue. If you want me to stop, I’ll stop. It’s ok. Do you want me to go on?” He rested his forehead against mine. I placed my hand over top of the one that was inside of my bikini bottoms.

“Please make me cum.” He resumed rubbing my clit. He slid a second finger inside of me and gradually increased the pace. The fleshy part of his hand rubbed my clit in long strokes as his fingers slid up inside of me. I could feel myself getting close. “Grant, I’m close, I’m going to cum.” I moaned. His other hand reached up to rub a nipple with his thumb while he licked the other nipple. The combination of the licking and the rubbing caused me to spasm in ecstasy. My orgasm hit me hard, and I could feel myself tighten around his fingers. Whenever he tried to pull them out, I spasmed again, pulling him in tighter.

“Mind if I get these back?” He smiled and kissed me. The kiss seemed to relax me enough to allow him to move his hand. He got out of the hot tub and handed me a towel. “We should probably head in before Lily wakes up and tries to find out where you are.”

I dried myself off with a towel and quietly followed Grant back into the house. It took us ten minutes to move across the kitchen because we kept stopping to kiss each other.

“Ok, I really need to turn in now. I should have been in bed an hour ago.” Grant said at the bottom of the stairs.

“Will you be around the rest of the day tomorrow?” I asked him.

“Nothing will keep me away.” He smiled. “Good night.” He leaned in for a final kiss, and then quietly hopped up the stairs. I retrieved my pyjamas from the downstairs bathroom and changed into them. I found Lily still snoring in the same position on the recliner. I turned off the TV, and snuggled under an afghan that was on the couch.

I had a tough time falling asleep, because every time I closed my eyes, I could feel Grant’s lips on mine, or his hands moving all over my body. I must have finally fallen asleep, because while the early morning light was streaming into the den, I felt Grant lean in for a kiss.

“Good morning.” I smiled.

“I didn’t mean to wake you. I just wanted to see you this morning before I left. I’ll see you in a few hours.” He kissed me again, and then left for his run. I fell asleep listening to Lily snore once more.

*

Lily woke me up a few hours later when she finally stumbled off the recliner. She mumbled something about breakfast, so I followed her to the kitchen. Once she had some food in her stomach and caffeine in her system, she became more coherent and was ready to talk again.

“Sorry about Grant barging in on our movie night last night.” She said as she sipped her coffee. Just the mention of his name gave me the flutters in my stomach again.

“No, it’s ok. I told you yesterday that I don’t mind Grant.” I absent mindedly stirred the cereal around in my bowl. I couldn’t tell if it was nerves or excitement, but it was keeping me from having much of an appetite.

“So, what do you want to do today?” She asked me. I shrugged.

“I don’t know. Just hang around here maybe?” I suggested. “We could do pedicures and make brownies.” At that moment, I heard the front door open and close. I felt myself smiling as Grant came into the kitchen. His skin had the sheen of someone who spent a few hours doing intense physical activity. He grabbed an apple from the counter and sat down beside me at the table.

“Grant, you stink. Go take a shower.” Lily complained as she cleaned her breakfast dishes from the table before heading upstairs.

“Care to join me?” He leaned in and whispered in my ear. I wasn’t sure if the night before had been a dream, but at that moment I was sure. I didn’t think that he stunk at all. I just wanted to lick every salty inch of him.

“Can we?” I turned around to see if Lily was anywhere close by. I faintly heard the water start to run in the shower upstairs.

“She’s gone to shower. We’ve got a half hour, easy.” He took me by the hand and led me to the guest bathroom that had a second door that led outside to the pool and hot tub area. We were escort ankara kissing before he even shut and locked the door behind us.

I lifted his shirt over his head and ran my fingernails up his back as I kissed his neck. In what seemed like an instant, the rest of our clothes were off, and we were under the warm water of the shower. I squirted some body wash in my hands and rubbed them together to create a lather. I rubbed his shoulders and his neck, massaging the muscles as I did so. I continued to soap up the top half of his body before getting distracted at the lower half.

“Everything ok?” He asked as I paused.

“Yeah, this is just the first time that I’ve ever been naked with a guy before.” I told him as I rested my hands on his hips.

“What do you think?” He smiled at me.

“I like it.” I smiled back. “The most I’ve ever done is kiss someone before, so this is all very new to me.”

“Well, in that case, I have something else to show you.” He gently pushed me back so I was seated on the ledge. Their grandparents often visit, and this shower was made so it was near impossible to fall. It also had a seat so you could sit to shower. Or…

Grant began by kissing me on the lips, and then his lips gradually moved down. They first kissed along my jawline, then near my pulse point, then along my collar bone. All the while he hands explored my back, my sides, and my hips.

“If you want me to stop, just say so.” He whispered in my ear.

“No, don’t stop.” I moaned. He used one hand to encourage my legs to spread. They didn’t need much encouragement. He began by gently rubbing on my clit. He then got on his knees in front of me, and kissed the inner part of my thighs as he stuck a finger inside of my pussy. I leaned back and moaned.

Just when I thought that I couldn’t feel any better, he began flicking my clit with his tongue as he inserted another finger inside of me. My hands reached down and grabbed his hair, pulling him into me.

Grant moaned as he inserted another finger into me, and took more of me into his mouth. I felt my orgasm start to build when Grant hummed a little, and the vibration took me over the edge. I felt myself rock and my legs wrapped around him.

I started to lean back against the wall, but Grant pulled me in close to him. He kissed his way back up my body in reverse to what he had done going down.

“How was that?” He whispered in my ear.

“Fucking fantastic.” I purred contentedly. I reached down to reciprocate, but Grant intertwined his fingers in mine.

“As much as I’d love for you to do that, Lily’s going to be out of the shower soon.” He kissed me on the mouth and pulled me up to standing.

“But what aboutyou?” I asked him. He shrugged.

“I’ll survive. Besides, this is your first time experiencing this, and it’s your birthday. You deserve to be spoiled. I can take care of myself if I need to. It’s not your problem.” He pulled me in close to him again. A slight change in the water pressure signalled to us that the shower upstairs had been turned off.

“I’m going to go hop in the pool to cool off. Maybe we’ll get a chance to be together this afternoon.” Grant backed away from me.

“I don’t know, Lily has lots of plans for us. Baking, makeovers — the usual.” I didn’t want to let him go.

“We can hope that she falls asleep early again tonight.” He winked at me.

“I could slip some Gravol into her ice cream tonight.” I smiled at him.

“I love the way you think.” He laughed, and then leaned in for another kiss before leaving to go out to the pool. The bathroom doubled as the laundry room, and his trunks from last night were hanging up. He quickly slipped them on before heading out the back door.

All the while I washed my hair and soaped up I imagined that it was his hands completing the job.

*

“I’m so glad that you got this UV light for Christmas. I hate waiting for my nails to dry.” Lily was trying to decide what colour to paint her toenail while I was setting the colour on mine.

“I know. You say that every time we do our nails.” I laughed.

“What do you want to do next?” She asked me.

“We could make sundaes with the brownies that we made and watch some trashy reality TV.” I suggested.

“Sold. Would you put the stuff out on the counter while I finish up here?” I headed out to the kitchen to search for the sundae sauces. I found a tub of whipping cream in the fridge and decided to whip up some fresh whipped cream. I couldn’t hear anything over the sound of the electric beaters, so I jumped when someone touched me.

“Sorry,” said Grant, putting his arm around my waist and standing beside me. “I thought you heard me say your name.”

“Want a taste?” I asked, putting a dollop on my finger. He brought it to his mouth and licked it. Some remained on his top lip. “I think you missed some.” I leaned in to lick it off his lip.

“Mm, I’d much rather take you and that bowl to bed than waste it on a sundae.” I heard Lily packing up the items in the room next door.

“Make yourself useful and cut some brownies.” I nodded toward the pan.

The three of us made sundaes and then carried them and some drinks into the den with the TV.

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