I sat on the edge of the pool kicking my feet around in the water. Normally I would have been having a great time here, at Kev's house, with all the guys and our friends, but today, for some reason, I just wasn't into the fun. Brian, Nick, Howie and AJ were playing football in the pool- splashing around and acting like 10-year-olds. It was funny to watch, but only at a safe distance. Emmy and Kevin had disappeared off somewhere and Alli and Jana were sunbathing in the yard, quite a ways from the boys being wild in the water. This left me sitting on the edge of the pool getting doused by water flying at me from the guys tackling each other. They were fun to watch, especially Nick- that boy made me seriously hot. I'd liked him for the longest time but I was too afraid to do anything about it. So, I just watched and lusted. I kept thinking how much better he'd look without those swimming trunks on. When it got to be too much, I decided to go inside and try to get him off my mind. I got up and went into the house, with the intention of braiding my hair into two french braids, that would take at least 20 minutes. Maybe by then I'd be more in the mood to join the fun- maybe even get in on the football game. And hopefully, I'd be able to get all these thoughts of Nick out of my head. I walked into the bathroom, flipped on the lights and took the clip out of my hair. I shook my head and my hair came tumbling down around my shoulders. I grabbed a brush out of the top drawer and started brushing my hair. ...22, 23, 24...58, 59, 60...98, 99, 100... other side... 1, 2, 3... 42, 43, 44... I finished my 100 brushstrokes on each side laughing at how pathetic it was that I was in the bathroom brushing my hair when I should be outside playing around with a bunch of hot guys. Or talking to the girls. Anything but fixing with my hair. "What's so funny?" someone asked. I glanced into the mirror that ran almost the full length of the wall along the counter to see Nick standing behind me, closing the bathroom door. "Uh... nothing, really." I'd never been alone with Nick and he made me nervous, mainly because I was so hot for him. "Hmmmm..." he walked up to me and put his hands on my waist. I didn't say anything but tried to wiggle away from him without putting much effort into it, I didn't actually want to get away from him. He tightened his grip on me as he asked why I had come inside. "I was bored, so I thought I'd braid my hair." I realized how stupid that sounded, but wasn't overly concerned with it, as I was concentrating on Nick's hands that were now sliding up my body to my breasts. He had me pushed up against the sink, his body pressing against mine. I could feel his hard-on against my ass. He took the brush off the counter and started to brush my hair for me. That instantly turned me into putty and I knew I was pretty much defenseless against him. I looked at him in the mirror and asked, "What do you want, Nick?" I tried to sound annoyed, even though I was grinding against him, and not accidently. "I want you." He pulled me away from the sink and pinned me against the wall and kissed me hard. As much as I knew I shouldn't be doing it, but I wanted to so bad, I kissed him back and slid my hand along the wall until I reached the doorknob and clicked the lock. Without his mouth leaving mine, or him moving away from me, his hands went down my body, and sliding down my thighs then down my calves. He was kneeling in front of me now, he looked up at me and caught my gaze. I slid down the wall, breathing hard, following his eyes as he lowered them. He pulled me to him for another deep kiss, and layed me back onto the floor. He jumped up and took a towel off the rack. He came back down to me, kneeling at my side and grabbed my hand. He licked across the palm of my hand and then the underside of my wrist. I tensed up as a shiver ran through my body. He took my other hand and pulled them up above my head and tied both my hands together with the towel. "What are you doing?!?" I gasped between kisses. "Something I've been wanting to do for way too long. Now just lay back and enjoy." I started to protest, but I found I wasn't really all that concerned with whether or not this was the right thing to do as he yanked off the top of my swimsuit and began licking between my breast with long slow strokes of his tongue. I knew I should stop him, right then, and not let him go any further, but I so wanted him to keep doing whatever it was he wanted to do to me. As his tongue wandered on down my body, I couldn't help but think that...what if someone comes looking for him... ohmygod someone could walk in on us...but the door was locked... Nick reached under the sink and grabbed either the first thing he came to or exactly what he was looking for. He flipped open the lid on the baby oil and poured some into his hand. He rubbed his hands together and then put them on my chest right above my breasts. He smeared the baby oil all over my chest and then up over my shoulders. He poured some more onto his hands and then slicked it over my breasts and down to my stomach. I was barely breathing as his hands continued to slip over my hips and thighs. He paused to look me in the eyes for just a second, to see if I had any objections. I couldn't make myself say anything, the words wouldn't come out, so I just nodded and gasped for a breath. He tossed the bottle of oil back under the sink and brought himself down onto me. He kissed me hard, his tongue forcefully invading my mouth. As he kissed me, he began to slide his body against me, the slippery sensations from the oil and our bodies sliding together made me dizzy. I wanted him, and anything he wanted to do to me was more than alright. Since the bathroom hadn't exactly been designed with sex on the floor in mind, a few more gliding strokes of his body against mine, and he untied my hands. He scooped me up off the floor, setting me on the counter. As soon as my hands were free I was running them all over him. The oil had made his chest so slick, he was glistening in the bright lights from above the mirror. He brought his hands to my hips and started to pull the bottom of my swimsuit off, I put my hands on the counter, raised my hips and he quickly tugged them the rest of the way off, tossing them to the floor. He continued to kiss me as he spread my legs apart and dropped to his knees in front of me. I leaned back against the mirrored wall. I was in an awful position, I was totally uncomfortable, but I didn't care. I wasn't going to do anything to interrupt this moment. His fingers trailed up my legs, stopping abruptly when he discovered how wet I was. He brought his face between my knees and glanced up at me before coming any closer. I nodded my head, just in case he needed any encouragement. Then I felt his tongue pressing against me, and he began to lick me very slowly. I gasped for air and grabbed onto the edge. He drew his tongue across my clit as he began to finger-fuck me, sliding them in, then out and I could feel him plunge his tongue inside me. My eyes were squeezed tightly shut and I was biting my lip hard to keep from shrieking. I knew if he kept it up much longer I wasn't going to be able to stifle the screams that were desparately wanting to escape my lips. I reached down to him and grabbed his hair, pulling his face up towards mine. I took a deep breath, trying to force myself to get enough air to speak. "Nick..." I whispered. "What?" he asked, cocking his head to one side and raising his eyebrow. "Just fuck me, PLEASE!" I wasn't above begging, I'd grovel if I had to. No more pleading was neccessary, he quickly reached around behind me and pulled me to him. The high counter put me at the perfect height for him to thrust straight into me. I gasped as he entered me roughly, plunging deep inside me. I arched my body towards him and crossed my ankles behind him, trying to pull him as close to me as possible. Our oil-covered bodies rubbing together was producing some major heat, as his hard thrusting had me rocking on the counter. From the position I was everytime he slide in and out of me his dick would rub against my clit, and the friction had me so close to coming. A few more wild thrusts and I felt him explode deep inside me. I panted, "Don't.. stop..." and just seconds later I was cleching my teeth together and curling my toes as my whole body screamed silently. I fell forward onto him, wrapping my arms around his neck, barely believing what had happened. He stepped back, sliding out of me. I leaned back, resting my head against the mirror. Nick jumped in the shower and quickly washed the oil off himself, and put on his swimming trunks. As he did that, I got back into my swimming suit and ran the brush through my hair a few times before yanking it back into a ponytail. So much for the braids... the distraction was definitely much MUCH nicer. He unlocked the bathroom door, but before opening it, he came back over to me. He smiled at me in the mirror and whispered into my ear, "We'll have to get together again... soon." I gazed back at his reflection and asked, "How soon is soon?" He winked and said, "How about tonight?" I pretended to think for a moment, but there was no way in hell I'd say anything but 'yes'. "Sounds alright to me, I suppose." He nipped at my earlobe and turned, leaving the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror for a few seconds. I was flushed, and sweaty, not to mention still slick with oil. I ran my hands over my neck and down to my breasts, wishing already, that Nick was touching me again. I had no idea how much time had passed- it could have been eternity, I wouldn't have minded. I splashed some water on my face, and watched it bead up as it slid down my chest. I turned off the bathroom light, and walked down the hall, adjusting my swimsuit. I took a deep breath as I stepped out onto the deck. Nick smiled at me from across the pool, and I just gave him a little grin, and looked away quickly for fear of blushing. I walked over to where Alli and Jana were laying. "You're blocking my sun, hoochie." Alli said, opening her eyes and looking up at me. A smile slowly spread across her face and she snickered. "What?" I asked, wanting to know why she was giving me that look. "You have that 'I've-just-been-fucked' look." She raised her eyebrows knowingly. Jana sat up quickly and looked at me. "You do look awfully... slick." "It's baby oil... I was gonna tan." "Like hell you were. You don't tan. Who was it?" Alli replied. "Tell us! Tell us!" Jana chanted. I glanced quickly over at the pool to see where everyone was. Then I sat down on the grass between the two girls. "Nick." Jana's eyes almost popped out of her head. "You got it on with Nick?" she shrieked. I slapped her on the arm and told her to quiet down. I recounted my tale to them in whispers. And then I added that he wanted to get together again tonight... and it was my turn to be aggressive.