Vile Hunger 2: Forbidden Fruit

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“Stop,” she giggled. “Just stop.”

Adam sighed in frustration, as she pushed his hands away again. He had managed to cop a feel several times, but getting under her shirt, well that always seemed to be just out of reach.

The holy grail, he thought.

“Goooddd,” she scoffed in a way only a teenage girl could manage, conveying both annoyance and acceptance. “I told you we were going to do it. Just let me make a phone call first.”

If he were any less of a gentleman, he would have taken her right there in the phone booth. Still the promise of sex was enough to keep his baser instincts in check.

“Do you have a quarter?” She asked.

“What?” He said, unable to gather his thoughts.

“A quarter, stupid,” she answered, annoyed. “For the phone.”

Now he understood, and quickly fumbled through his pants pockets, praying to the gods of lust that he had some spare change, as a quarter stood in the way of absolute bliss.

Success!

He held the coin out to her as a token of his affection.

She took it, scoffed and then shook her head. But offered him a smile, nonetheless.

She turned and now went to the phone.

Adam’s eyes boggled as he stared at her backside.

He had learned a new word today: Voluptuous. And voluptuous was the perfect word to describe Teresa Spearman. She had been a cheerleader, but quit the team her senior year. But her cheerleading days were still evident especially in her strong athletic legs. Teresa's hair was almost completely black and her skin was a smooth dark chocolate. Her lips full, and her body looked built to offer almost endless pleasure. Adam couldn’t stop thinking about her, and even when he closed his eyes her image still lingered in his mind. Why she had chosen him, some lowly second stringer on the basketball team, was a mystery best left unanswered. Today they were together, and that’s all that really mattered. And if he didn’t completely mess it up, soon enough he’d get to know the most intimate part of her.

“Cole,” she said, holding the phone close to her full lips.

“Cole?” Adam said out-loud, his infatuation temporarily thwarted.

She glared at him, and then waved him dismissively away.

“It’s Teresa,” she said into the phone again. “Can you let us in? I forgot my key.”

Adam could hear a muffled voice on the end of the line, a voice that defiantly sounded male.

Adam folded his arms across his chest and leaned back against the door.

What the hell is going on? His rational mind asked, and then offered up a few speculations. You’re being fooled man. She’s pranking you. Or her much bigger and stronger boyfriend is going burst in while your naked and whoop your ass. Get out of here!

But a more primitive arousal held him fast. There is still a chance you’re going to get some pussy out of this, and that’s the voice he listened to now.

“You’re so sweet,” she said. “Thanks, you're a life saver.”

“So, who was that?” Adam asked as they stepped out of the phone booth. Almost adding: Is that your boyfriend or something? But wisely kept that to himself. Pussy was still on the table, so he didn’t want to over play his hand.

“God,” she scoffed, and rolled her eyes. “It’s nobody, okay.”

“Didn’t sound like nobody,” Adam snapped a little harsher than he meant to.

“What are you jealous?” She asked, the smile dropping, as she folded her arms across her chest.

“Quit messing around,” Adam said, anger suppressing his need to get laid.

Teresa held up her hands in mock surrender.

The gesture took all the fight out of him, as he stared at the hard nipples outlined in the fabric of her red sweater.

“He’s nobody,” she repeated. “Just my stupid twin brother.”

“Uh... Is it cool with him there, I mean...” Adam began.

She cut him off with a laugh, breaking the tension between them. The laugh was followed by a smile that lit up her face. It was the most beautiful sight in the world, well next to her hard nipples and her mouth-watering ass, of course.

“Look, Cole is... weird,” Teresa said. “But he’s quiet and won’t bother us. He sits in his room and just reads comic books all day.”

Adam relaxed, until Teresa punched him in the arm.

“So ...