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James sat upright on his bed, with his legs crossed and hishands holding his head up. He just stared at the small, red notebook that lay in front of him, this mysterious gift that was granted to him. His own name was engraved on the front. It was almost like it was glowing, beckoning him to open it, to control reality even more. His mind was racing, full of thoughts of Amy, Kirsty and the words written inside the book: ‘Kirsty is going to change her mind and ask me to come over to work on the presentation. But when I get to the door, she is going to suddenly feel uncontrollably horny.’ James was struggling to believe it, despite all that had happened earlier in the day. But things had already been set into motion. Only moments after it was written in the diary he received a call from the beautiful Kirsty. He could remember the surprise of hearing her soft voice. She explained “her idea” of them meeting up to work on the presentation. She even almost sounded happy about it. But James could tell she didn’t want to spend too much time with him. People at school thought of him as the weird guy that never spoke, often making up jokes or whispering behind his back. At one time, people had joked about him being an alien that didn’t know how to talk and was just observing them all. Overall, people didn’t like to be near him. Nevertheless, James was excited about coming over, almost as much as he was nervous. He tried to focus on the first section of the notepad’s words, but he couldn’t help but fill his vivid imagination with Kirsty. He imagined the perfect scenario: Walking into a large, spotless bedroom, a magnificent heart-shaped double bed, neatly made with a stunning Kirstly laying seductively on top of it, awaiting his arrival. He imagined locking his eyes with her lovely, green ones; her teasingly nibbling on her brown hair as she approached the bed. He pictured himself embracing her and pulling her close; having his hands explore her back and peeling off her clothes with ease, revealing her bare naked flesh… He lost the fantasy. The reality of the situation was dawning on him. Yes, one of his dream women was inviting him around, but yet it felt wrong, deceitful. It didn’t seem fair what he was doing. He considered not going, escort avcılar to ignore the notepad. But his curiosity was too strong, not to mention his sexual desire. He was eighteen and had never experienced anything until Amy. He found himself wanting to see what would happen at Kirsty’s place. He checked his watch. Half past six. Damn! She was expecting him for seven and he wanted to make a good impression. He had been sat there immersed in a mixture of worrying and daydreams for so long, he had forgotten to get ready. He glanced at the notebook. ‘Anything written inside would happen right?’ He grabbed the book and a pen from his desk. ‘I’m clean, presentable and ready to visit Kirsty.’ He scribbled down. He held the book tightly in his grasp. Suddenly, in a strange red flash, he found himself in a new set of clothes – a nice new pair of trousers and a new buttoned, stylish shirt to match. He tapped his head. His hair was cut short, no longer long and scruffy. James looked in the mirror at his new appearance. He was freshly shaven, smelt good and was ready to go. He actually smiled for once at his reflection. It was a nice confidence boost. He grabbed his school bag, stuffed the notebook inside and headed out… The confidence didn’t last. Upon reaching the door of Kirsty’s house, all his confidence jumped back out of him, got in a taxi and sped far away. He was shaking with nerves as he reached for the doorbell. He took a deep breath and pressed it. DING DONG! James awaited, unsure what to expect when she opened the door. A few moments later, the door was swung open. Kirsty stood before him, still with a look of disinterest. She looked lovely in a light, blue tank top and a flowery skirt. James found it hard to resist gawking at her, not wanting to creep her out. “Oh, it’s you…” She started to say. But as quick as a flash the notebook’s words started to take effect. James saw her green eyes go wide and her tongue slowly licked her bottom lip as it turned into a dazzling smile. “Let’s get to work on that presentation,” she declared as she gripped hold of James by his arm and practically yanked him inside. He almost stumbled over. Kirsty slammed the door behind him and started to stride escort bahçesehir up her stairs. “Come on! We can work in my room. My bed is oh so comfy! You’ll love it.” She called back. She was already halfway up the stairs. James watched, as her thighs swayed side to side as she walked. He could feel himself already getting aroused, but he tried to control it. He headed up the stairs after her. When he reached the top of the stairs, Kirsty had already entered her room. It was the only open door in the hallway. James took a gulp and walked inside. The room was a bit of a mess with books and clothes scattered on the floor. She obviously had no intention of bringing him up here until the notebook had its way. In the centre of the room stood a double bed, which was relatively neat. Kirsty was sitting upright on it. Her hand was ever so slightly pulling her flowery skirt higher and higher up her thigh. Her eyes were glued to James as he stood at the entrance, unsure what to do with himself. Her lust filled gaze focused on him. He found himself just looking at the ground. But he heard a soft patting noise. He looked up to see her tapping the space beside her for him to sit down. He cautiously did as she asked. As he sat near her, she started to nudge herself closer to him. She moved until their skin was brushing against each other. With one hand she playfully ruffled her hair. Her eyes were taking in every aspect of him, especially the crotch area. James could feel his cock stirring and this was excelled when Kirsty placed her hand, oh so innocently, on his thigh. Her hand was so close to his growing bulge. The act of her touching him made him jump. He was unsure how to act. He had never been in a situation like this before. He decided he should go with the old classic: ‘Pretend nothing out of the ordinary was happening’. He quickly and awkwardly pulled off his rucksack and started to riffle through it. “I… Brought over some notes to help…. With… with the…” He struggled to finish his sentence. Kirsty was clearly not listening. Her tongue was now lightly licking the side of his face in one long stroke. Her hands grip was getting tighter on his thigh as well as making its way closer to the bulge. Every beylikdüzü escort urge in James’ body was begging him to seize the moment, to turn towards her and tear her clothes off, to embrace her in a mist of steamy, hot passion. He could get away with it too, with the spell Kirsty seemed to be under. But he still couldn’t bring himself to do it. It still felt wrong. He now had some sheets of notes in his hands. He couldn’t keep them steady. His hands were shaking with nerves. His heartbeat was thumping faster as Kirsty started to stroke his thigh. Each stroke was getting closer and closer to his cock. It had now basically formed a tent in his trousers. “I’ve written a few things down…” He stuttered out. Kirsty removed her hand from his thigh and gripped the top of the papers. “It looks like you worked really HARD on this. Why don’t we have a break and relax?” She suggested in a seductive tone and with her final word, she launched the papers out of his hand. They proceeded to join the heaps of clothes scattered on the ground. She also kicked his bag across to the other side of the room. The notebook almost slipped out of it and was now resting on top of the bag. In the same motion she pulled her leg over him, until she was on top of him, straddling his thighs. James could feel his bulge rubbing against her bare skin underneath the skirt and he knew she could feel it too. Blood was rushing to his head. He didn’t know how to react. He chose to just look to the floor, but Kirsty was having none of it. Her horniness was increasing more and more the longer he took to give in to her seductions. She placed her hands on each of his cheeks and pulled him to face her. He looked into her green eyes. He started to kid himself. ‘Perhaps it was genuine. Maybe she really did want to fool around with me?’. Kirsty was licking her lips eyeing him up. She had grown impatient with his nervousness. “Listen here James” She said sweetly but with a hint of sternness. “I’ve become overwhelmed with a certain hunger. A hunger that you, being the only bloke around, will need to help me with” James tried to stammer out a response, but nothing was coming to mind. Kirsty soon leaned in, holding him close as she kissed him. It was more of a snog really, her mouth wide open. He felt her tongue playing with his. He felt amazing. A stunning woman coming onto him! Him of all people! Despite his many fantasies of this moment, he found himself unsure how to act. He decided to just keep his arms to his sides, instead of embracing her.