The Rumors About Audrey

People used to say Audrey was the type of person to “flirt with everyone.” I never truly understood that for a long time, because I had been around her for a while, and it didn’t seem like she was particularly flirtatious in public. Sure, she was extremely friendly with everyone around her, and she loved to tell jokes and interact with her peers. But I always thought this was just a nice attribute about her. It wouldn’t be until later that I started to understand the rumors.  Audrey and I had a few things in common. We were both involved in the theater program at our school, which was where the rumors originated from. We were also both a bit nerdy. She was actually the one that got me to watch Dr. Who when the new season rolled around. However, we had differences as well. In general, Audrey was quite a bit more outgoing, while I tended to be more shy; she moved from boyfriend to boyfriend pretty quickly, while I had never had a girlfriend; and she tended to wear more skimpy clothing- crop tops, tank tops, short shorts, etc- while I, obviously, do not.  If it wasn't already apparent, I would be lying if I said I wasn't interested in this girl. She had an extremely bubbly and quirky personality; light-brown, shoulder-length hair; a petite figure; wideish hips; and the sexiest eyes known to man. Unfortunately, she changed boyfriends so frequently that it was difficult to even act on it. At least not until the spring of 2018, my senior year.  Our drama program was doing a show which consisted of performing three smaller plays in one performance. I signed up to audition for a play called Almost, Maine, which Audrey had also signed up for. A week later, I went to auditions and we both did very well, scoring ourselves roles in the production. Rehearsals progressed pretty uneventfully from there, until one day, a few weeks before the show, Audrey approached me and said, “Hey, we should run lines sometime at my house. Does this Saturday work?”  It took me a moment to process this, but as soon as I did, I replied, “Yeah, Saturday works. What time?”  “Like, 12:30?”  “Sounds good!”  “Alright, I’ll make lunch for us too. Oh, and I’ll text you my address so you don’t forget it. What’s your number?”  I gave her my number and we went our separate ways for the day. After she left, it again hit me how crazy that was. I had just given my number to a girl that was infamously flirtatious, and would be going to her house on the weekend… alone. I tried to brush this off and told myself that I was making it a bigger deal than it needed to be, but those impure thoughts still remained in the back of my brain. Before I knew it, it was Saturday morning. I woke up at 8:30, meaning I had far too much time to ponder and think about what I would be getting myself into. The next four hours progressed extremely slowly, but eventually, it was time for me to head off. I grabbed my script, got in my car, and drove off (I had just recently acquired my driver’s license). When I arrived, I knocked on her door. After about a minute, she answered it. The first thing I noticed was that she was wearing jean short-shorts, exposing her long and thin legs, and a crop top. Meanwhile, her brown eyes pierced me deeply and I tried desperately to fight the boner rising in my jeans, with some success. When I went inside, I noticed that their didn’t appear to be anybody else in the house, besides me and her. The metaphorical alarms in my brain were starting to go off already. The next thing I noticed was that she had some pasta cooking on the stove: the lunch she promised to make, I presumed. The first 30 minutes progressed with little eventfulness, as we ate our lunch and ran our lines together, which didn’t take very long at all. That left us with a few hours of free time, and you can only imagine what I was thinking about. All of a sudden, after lunch, Audrey proclaimed, “I should go get changed.” I thought this was odd, since what she was wearing was already acceptable, but I didn’t question it aloud. She walked into her room and didn’t close the door. I waited in her living room nervously. I had never been in a situation like this in my life, while Audrey seemed to be as calm as a butterfly about the whole thing. Audrey called from her room, “Hey, Todd! Can you come in here and help me? I can’t seem to get my bra off!” I tried as hard as I could to remain calm as I hesitantly walked into her bedroom to see a girl in front of me in only a teal bra and panties, smiling. I walked around behind her and fumbled around with her bra strap for a few moments before it eventually unhooked. She proceeded to remove it right in front of me, then turned around. “C’mon, I know you want to look. Tell me, whaddya think?” I looked downward at her tits, which were beautiful and petite, probably B-cups. Then I looked back up to her eyes, which were staring back at me with the most seductive expression I had ever seen. “They’re beautiful,” was all I could manage to get out. She smiled back with her signature smile, and I could tell she knew how crazy she was being as well. “Now my ass! What do you think of my ass?” She said after turning back around and pulling down her panties. Her ass is one of her most unique attributes, and her wide hips and petite figure pushed it into an “upside-down heart” shape. I had never seen an ass like it before, and I didn’t even know how to express it in words. Searching for synonyms, I told her, “Godlike.” She smiled again before returning to the seductive look, then walking over to her bedroom door and shutting it. When she turned around, I got a view of her full front side and noticed the trimmed bush she sported down below, the same light-brown color as her hair. Her hands moved downwards and started caressing it gently. At this point, the boner in my pants had risen back up, to which she took notice. “You know, it’s not really fair. I want to rate you too!” Audrey proclaimed. There was no way I could say no to those eyes or pass up on an opportunity like this. I stripped naked for Audrey as well, and we were now both nude in her room. Audrey approached me, her hands low, and started caressing my hard dick, before saying, “10/10.” She pushed me backwards onto her bed, then got down onto her knees. Her mouth wrapped around my dick with ease, and it was clear that she was not new at this. She bobbed up and down repeatedly, while using her free hands to caress different parts of my body. It wasn’t long until I murmured, “I’m gonna cum,” and, surely enough, came a huge load inside Audrey’s mouth. She swallowed it without any reluctance and smiled at me seductively, indicating she wasn’t ready to be done. It was time for us to switch spots. She lied down on her bed, on her back with her knees up, leaving a gateway to her wet pussy. I made my way towards it and, slowly, started rubbing her clitoris. As I picked up speed, she started whispering short phrases such as, “Fuck yeah,” or, “Oh yes.” I eventually let my tongue take over, simultaneously amping up the pleasure and lapping up the juices forming in her pussy. She clearly enjoyed this change of pace, and I noticed her smile widen and her panting quicken. “I’m so close,” she told me through frequent breaths. I noticed that she started fondling her breasts as well while I continued to go down on her, licking her clit quickly. She began to moan repeatedly, a quiet and high-pitched sound, and I tried to integrate my hands as well, pushing a finger into her wet pussy and bending to stimulate the g-spot. It must have worked, because she moaned even louder now, loud enough that anyone else in the house would have heard it. Only a few mere seconds later, she climaxed into intense orgasm, arching her back upwards and pushing her pussy towards my face. Juices slowly dribbled out of her pussy and onto my face, an experience I enjoyed immensely. She looked at me when she was done with a soft smile. I looked at the clock, and it appeared we had only been at it for about 20 minutes. We still had plenty of time to kill. "Again?" she asked. I didn't even need to answer. For the next hour, we fooled around even further, experimenting with all sorts of positions and maneuvers, feeling every part of each other’s bodies, orgasming countless more times each, and overall having a great time. I finally understood all of the rumors about Audrey. And I couldn’t be happier about it.