Saintwood: Senior Chaos✔️(Wattpad version)

Midterm Chaos

Mack

Leo and I kept to our word and planned Saturday outings to spend some quality time together. Although I think our boyfriends were secretly jealous, we didn't care. We had fun.

Things between Shawn and I were getting ahem, cozier. It started after Valentine's Day. We were in my room and well, making out like we usually did. But this time, he took it one step further. Every time I turned around, he would move my hand down below, and I would move it back.

He would do it, again, I would move it back until I stopped kissing him. "Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, why?" Shawn asked me.

"Because you keep moving my hand to the land down under," I mentioned with a look.

He looked into my eyes. "I want to try."

"Are you sure?" I asked with concern.

"Yes," Shawn answered.

"Okay, but you take the lead, and the minute I feel you tense, we stop. Okay?" I asked, making sure this is what he wanted to do.

"Yes," Shawn agreed.

We went back to kissing, and he took my hand, moving it to the land down under and sliding it into his pants. I could feel him get hard as I gently ran my hand over him. Then before I knew it, I felt him glide in and out of my hand, making his manhood harder. During all this, he stayed relaxed.

As we continued, I felt him pick up the pace, and before I knew it, he let out a deep groan against my lips as I felt this sticky substance all over the inside of my hand. I pulled my hand out and looked at it with a disgusted look, ew, gross.

I quickly grabbed a towel, wiping it off as his breathing went back to normal.

"Wow," he said in amazement.

"Yeah, wow," I sighed.

He opened his eyes, looking at me a bit confused. "What's wrong?"

"It was a little gross and sticky," I said, making a face.

He let out a chuckle as he pulled me into a kiss.

"It's not funny," I said, pulling away. "I'm all for helping you overcome your hangup, but that stuff was super gross. How do people deal with it?"

"Because it's part of nature," Shawn answered, shrugging.

"Well, nature blows. Literally," I remarked, which made him laugh even harder.

"Oh, Mack, you have so much to learn," he said in between chuckles.

"Like what?" I asked.

"Like this," he said, laying me down and kissing me. Then he looked at me. "Do you trust me?"

"Depends," I answered, looking at him suspiciously.

"On what?" Shawn asked.

"What you're planning on doing to me?" I questioned.

"You'll see. Now close your eyes," Shawn said to me firmly.

"Oh, fine," I said, closing my eyes. Then Shawn kissed me again. He moved from my lips to my neck, leaving soft kisses on my skin. Then he started slowly making his way down until I felt his lips leave me, then I felt him tug at my pants, pulling them off, leaving me in my panties.

As I was about to open my eyes, he said, "Ah, ah, ah, keep your eyes close."

I shut them again and sighed. I didn't know what Shawn was doing, but I felt something move - my panties. He slid them to the side and lowered his head. Shawn kissed me lightly, sending my nerve endings into a frenzy. I squirmed, and he wrapped his arms around my legs to steady them or to at least not get hit in the head with them.