The Joys of Turbulent Youth Ch. 01

1.

Thanksgiving in 2023 arrived in the blink of an eye. I had my eye on a Sony ultra-thin laptop, ready to snag it during Black Friday.

On Black Friday, I arrived early and waited at the entrance of Walmart. By 5 a. m., a long line had already formed outside. At exactly 6 a. m., the doors opened, and everyone rushed in like a swarm. People switched into full-on shopping frenzy mode, pushing and shoving their way through. I didn't bother looking around and headed straight to the electronics section. There, I spotted the last laptop on the shelf. A quick glance confirmed it was the exact model I wanted. Without hesitation, I grabbed it and placed it in my cart.

Just then, the girl standing next to me let out a soft sigh and said, "It's gone." I turned to look at her. She was a white girl with brows neither too thick nor too thin, brown eyes, a high nose bridge, and lips that were just the right fullness. She stood around 168 cm tall, and honestly, she was beautiful.

I'm a guy, and back then, I was 25--a prime age for raging hormones. Seeing a beauty like her naturally stirred something in me. Almost as if possessed, I took the laptop out of my cart and handed it to her, saying, "Hi, here you go. Not sure if this is the one you wanted."

Hearing my voice, she turned to look at me, her eyes scanning me up and down. Then she smiled and said, "It's exactly what I wanted. Thank you." Without any hesitation, she took the laptop from my hands.

"Give me your phone," she said casually, her voice soft. I didn't understand why but handed it over anyway.

"Unlock it," she said, passing the phone back to me. I paused for a moment, thinking to myself, *What a bold girl.*

I unlocked it and handed it back to her. She opened the contacts, typed something in, and returned it to me.

I took the phone and saw the name "Veronica Acosta" and a phone number: xxx-xxx-xxxx.

She leaned in close, her breath warm against my ear as she whispered, "Follow me."

A shiver ran down my spine, and I could feel myself hardening instantly.

Obediently, I pushed my empty cart and followed her through the crowd to the checkout counter. She quickly paid for her items, then turned and gestured for me to keep following. I trailed her out of Walmart, returned the empty cart to the entrance, and followed her to a black Mercedes-Benz. She took out her keys, pressed the unlock button, and motioned for me to get in.

I opened the passenger door and sat down. As soon as I settled in, she leaned over, and her lips quickly found my neck. A tingling sensation spread through me. "What are you doing?" I gasped softly.

She placed a finger on my lips, signaling me to be quiet, then let her hand wander downward. I was stunned, sitting there frozen, my entire body electrified by the intense, thrilling sensation.

"Boy, you're so hard," she murmured, her tongue teasing my earlobe as her hand caressed me through my pants.

I was burning with desire, utterly tormented, but I had no idea what to do. Her soft body pressed against me, pinning me to the car seat.

She unbuckled my belt and pulled down my zipper. I glanced down at myself, stiff and awkward. She chuckled softly and said, "You're so shy."

Then she pulled down my underwear and began to pleasure me with her mouth.

I was hypersensitive, blood rushing to my head as I grew harder and harder. The feeling was indescribably amazing.

Her head bobbed between my legs, and I couldn't help but let out soft moans of pleasure. She paused, looked up at me with a smile, and asked, "Feels good, huh?"

At that moment, I was at a loss for words. In my mind, I sighed, *This girl is charmingly adorable, yet terrifying.*

I looked at her, torn between pleasure and frustration, unsure how to respond. She giggled, wiped her mouth, and then leaned in, resting her head on my chest.

God knows this was my favorite position--it made her seem so tender and affectionate.

I reached around her back, trying to hold her, but as soon as my hand touched her, she straightened up, as if it was all over.

I stared at her, dumbfounded, inwardly groaning. *I'm still hard, and she's just stopping?*

She noticed my confusion and irritation, leaned in, and gently kissed my cheek. "We'll continue another time. It's no fun if I satisfy you all at once."

Her words made me so angry I wanted to curse.

I didn't want to stay any longer. I pulled up my pants and hurried to my car.

Once inside, I quickly reclined the seat and took care of my needs myself.

Afterward, I briefly reflected on what had just happened. It felt unbelievable, and I was still a bit annoyed. But I knew this girl was sexy--not just physically, but mentally too. She had me completely figured out.

And when a girl figures out a boy's desires, she's got him wrapped around her finger. That's exactly how it was with me.