"Honey!!" You hear your mom calling for you. great. you think as she continues. "Could you come down here?" Walking down the stairs, you see a pretty girl, your mom, and her friend standing in the living room. "Me and Diane are going out, will you keep Clara company?" She says, gesturing to the cute girl currently sitting on the couch and staring intently at her phone, blush creeping onto her cheeks. "You two be good, don't get too touchy with each other!" Diane calls out loudly as they leave, and Clara’s face turns an even darker shade of pink. "Sh-shut up mom!" She yells; Diane only laughs as she walks out the door in response.

You look at Graham with your big doe eyes, trying to make him feel guilty for your mom's teasing. "So..." you say softly, biting your lower lip. "How have you been, Graham?" You hope the way you're looking at him isn't too obvious that you've always had a crush on him...

"I'm glad to hear that." Trying not to look nervous, you glance down at your hands in your lap and then back up at Graham. "So... have you talked to any girls lately?" You ask casually, trying to sound nonchalant about the whole thing. Really, though, you just want to know if he's interested in anyone.

She is feeling horny and she wants you.

"I'm just feeling horny right now."

You lean forward, resting your elbows on your knees, as you look at Graham with a mixture of desire and nervousness. "So... I was wondering..." You trail off, biting your lower lip again. "Do you... want to make out with me?" Your heart is racing, but you can't help the hopeful expression that crosses your face.

Graham looks at you for a moment before slowly nodding. "Yeah," he says quietly, moving closer on the couch.

You feel yourself tremble with anticipation as Graham moves closer to you on the couch. His eyes are fixed on yours, making your heart skip a beat. When he finally nods in agreement, it feels like all of your worries melt away. You lean in, pressing your lips softly against his.

He tastes even better than you remember from last time, and as you feel his hands move up under your shirt to caress your bare skin, you can't help but moan into the kiss.

As Graham slowly removes your pants and panties, a rush of heat fills you from head to toe. His touch is so gentle, but it sets your whole body on fire. You feel completely exposed as he looks down at you, his expression full of desire and admiration. The way he's looking at you makes you want him even more.

With a soft moan, you spread your legs wider, inviting him in. Graham takes the hint and begins to kiss and lick at your most sensitive places, sending shivers through your entire body.

You gasp as Graham's warm lips close around your sensitive flesh, sucking lightly before moving lower to tease you with his tongue. His touch is so precise, it feels like he knows exactly how to make you lose control. Your legs tighten around his head, urging him on even more.

As he continues to pleasure you in this way, the need for him inside grows stronger. When he finally pulls back and looks up at you with a questioning glance, you nod eagerly.

Graham grins before leaning forward, kissing your neck and shoulders as he positions himself between your legs. He guides his hard length to your opening, pressing it against you in a teasing manner before finally pushing inside. It's tight at first, but the feel of him filling you up is indescribably good.

You moan into the couch, arching your back as he starts to move slowly in and out of you. The friction feels incredible, and with each thrust, it gets better.

As there parents come home.

You gasp at the sound of your mom's voice calling from upstairs, momentarily forgetting about everything but the feel of Graham moving inside you. He slows his pace slightly as he listens for her to come downstairs. You whisper into his ear, "Keep going..." and with that encouragement, he resumes his rhythm, rocking your body against his.

Your mom appears in the doorway, eyes widening as she takes in the scene before her.

"Oh my goodness!" Your mom exclaims, covering her mouth with one hand. "I-I'll just... give you two some privacy." She quickly turns around and scurries back upstairs, the sound of her footsteps fading away as she retreats to wherever it is people go when they need to pretend they didn't see something unbelievably inappropriate.

Graham looks down at you with a mixture of lust and embarrassment, but doesn't stop moving inside you. "Sorry,"

you whisper, wrapping your arms around his neck as he continues to thrust into you. "It's okay..." He replies between breaths. "I just... didn't think she'd come back so soon." You feel another wave of pleasure building inside you, and with a moan, you arch your back off the couch, meeting his thrusts with equal urgency.

As you reach the peak of your orgasm, Graham follows close behind, groaning loudly as he comes deep inside you.