Erin's Wild Week Pt. 01

Erin’s Wild Week Part 1 Amanda helps Erin break out of her shell.

All characters in this story are 18 or older.

Part 1: School Dance: Erin goes on a blind date with Peter.

Erin and Peter stood together uncomfortably as Amanda and Bobby headed to the dance floor. Finally, Peter spoke. “I hear you’re going to Berkeley?” he asked, trying to make conversation. “That’s a great school.” He tried to keep his eyes on her face but couldn’t help peeking at her tight shirt when he thought she wasn’t looking.

“Umm, yeah, I am. Thanks,” Erin replied. “How about you?”

“UCLA,” Peter responded. “I’m going to do computer science.”

“That’s great!” Erin chirped, nodding encouragingly. “I heard they have a great program there.”

“Yeah,” Peter said proudly, “it was my first choice.”

“Awesome!” Erin praised, continuing to nod. She was usually the smartest kid in the room, all straight-A’s and Honor Roll, so it was a nice be paired with another high achiever for a change. Awkward silence resumed as they stood smiling at each other, wondering what to talk about next.

Peter’s eyes dropped for an instant, drinking in the sight of Erin’s luscious chest. She noticed this time and cursed Amanda for making her wear the skimpy top. Compared to the other girls at the dance it actually wasn’t skimpy at all, but it was way more revealing than the frumpy shirt she had intended to wear.

“Are you fucking kidding?” Amanda scolded when she arrived at Erin’s house to get ready. “What is that, a sweatshirt? There’s no way you’re wearing that to the dance! And khaki pants? What’s wrong with you?”

The girls argued as they had been doing for years. Amanda was constantly trying to get Erin to loosen up. Erin was always encouraging Amanda to do better in school, but Amanda didn’t care. She was blonde and beautiful and had the world in the palm of her hand. Why work?

After a heated negotiation Erin agreed to exchange her baggy top for a more form-fitting shirt that buttoned down the front, but she adamantly refused to wear the tiny halter top Amanda picked out. She also let Amanda talk her into wearing a skirt instead of jeans, and “just a little” makeup on her eyes and cheekbones.

Peter’s stolen glance made Erin blush, but deep down his attention excited her. A tingle went through her but she was horrified when that excitement hardened her nipples to pointy nubs that poked through the thin shirt. She cursed Amanda again.

“Ummm, want to dance?” Peter asked, struggling to keeps his eyes on her face.

“Sure, I’d love to,” Erin replied, thankful for the refuge of the dance floor.

* * *

The school dance was on a Thursday night in the school gym. Erin and Peter were on a blind date set up by Erin’s best friend, Amanda, and her latest boyfriend, Bobby. Amanda and Erin went to Central High School, while the Bobby and Peter went to Valley View.

Bobby and Amanda decided that Peter would be a perfect match for Erin, as both were smart, nerdy, goody-two-shoes types. On the other hand, Amanda and Bobby were hell-raisers. Bobby wasn’t even sure he was going to graduate, much less go to college, and Amanda had already been suspended twice for unexcused absences.

Peter and Erin were having fun rocking to the music. Peter was a good dancer but didn’t take himself too seriously, throwing in a goofy move every now and then to make Erin laugh. Erin looked gorgeous in her skirt and blouse and moved surprisingly well, much more sensuously than Peter expected. They couldn’t keep smiles off their faces as they watched each other dance.

When a slow song came on Erin and Peter weren’t sure what to do, but when they saw other couples on the dance floor clinging to each other they stepped together clumsily. Peter didn’t want to come on too strong so he kept a safe distance and they danced stiffly. Eventually though, when their bodes accidentally touched neither pulled away and they settled into one another’s arms.

Peter had never felt anything as good as Erin’s breasts pressed against him. They were firm and perfectly shaped, standing straight out from her chest, somewhere between a B and C cup. He felt her hair against his neck and smelled her fresh, soapy scent. He was getting excited.

Peter and Erin moved slowly in the dark, their arms wrapped around each other. Erin was so pleased that Peter hadn’t tried to squeeze and grope her as soon as the lights went low, as other boys had done. He’s such a gentleman, she thought, and smart, too! She rested her head on his shoulder and nestled into him. Swaying in his arms, she felt something bump against her right hip. At first she was confused, then it dawned on her. Is that his penis? Is it hard?

Erin nervously scanned the dark room, trying to get a hold of herself. All she saw were couples melded together, moving to the music. She wondered if the other girls’ partners had erections. Despite her fears, she wondered what it looked like and how big it was. To her own surprise, and against her better instincts, she moved closer, cautiously grazing the lump in his pants again. Her curiosity was getting the better of her.

Peter was painfully aware of his hardon, and he was mortified when Erin made contact with it. He feared she might scream or run away. He didn’t want her to think he was a creep like so many of the other guys. He tried to keep his distance, but somehow Erin seemed to keep bumping into it. Peter tried to distract himself by thinking of baseball batting averages and computer coding but it wasn’t working. The lump in his pants wasn’t going away.

Erin moved closer, placing her hip firmly in contact with Peter’s bulge and keeping it there. Her hard nipples rubbed against his chest. She could feel herself getting wet between the legs. Erin knew she was entering dangerous territory – especially with a boy she just met – but she couldn’t fight the feelings coursing through her body.

This wasn’t the first time Erin had slow-danced, but it was the first time she felt an erect penis pressed against her. In the past she had always been determined to maintain distance, a buffer zone, but for some reason tonight was different. Maybe it was because she was a senior now. Maybe it was because Amanda proclaimed that Erin looked “hot, for once,” after helping with her outfit. Amanda assured Erin that nothing improper would happen, but when they were waiting for Bobby and Peter to pick them up she whispered to Erin that she was hoping to “do it” with Bobby tonight. Erin was shocked, but right at that moment the doorbell rang and the guys were there.

Erin was aghast at Amanda’s intentions, although she was aware that Amanda was much more experienced than she when it came to boys. Whereas Amanda had already lost her virginity and been through a handful of boyfriends, Erin was pure and intended to stay that way until marriage. She had certainly never allowed a boy to rub against her at a school dance.

Erin peered over Peter’s shoulder and was shocked to see Amanda and Bobby, their bodies grinding together, Bobby brazenly squeezing Amanda’s round ass. If Mr. Robinson, the principal, saw what was going on he would stop the music and turn on the lights she worried. Erin trembled in exhilaration and fear. Peter’s erection and Amanda’s behavior were having a powerful effect on her. Unable to stop herself, Erin shifted her hips slightly to the right, bringing Peter’s stiffness closer to her burning loins. Her mind was fixated on the bulge in his pants.

Suddenly, it dawned on Peter that Erin was pressing into him on purpose. She knew exactly what she was doing, and being aware of that made Peter’s cock even harder. Holy shit! he thought, this gorgeous creature is rubbing up on me? He was excited beyond belief.

Peter also noticed Amanda and Bobby grinding into each other. Erin and Peter swayed, watching Amanda and Bobby, and when they looked back into each other’s eyes Erin gave him a devilish smile. Feeling bold now, Peter moved his hands lower. He gently caressed Erin’s tight butt as they danced in the darkness. He was dying to squeeze her firm cheeks and pull her against his aching hardon but he resisted. Not yet.

As his fingers wandered over her skirt, Erin shifted again bringing his hard cock directly against her sex. Waves of heat flashed through her body. Sirens went off in her head. She knew this was wrong, but she was too excited to stop. Peter’s stiff shaft pressing into her was the most thrilling thing she had ever felt. She was hoping the song would never end.

When Peter felt Erin push against him he grew bold, squeezing an ass cheek in each hand and pulling her into him. There was no subtlety now. He was going for broke. He held his breath, then sighed with relief when Erin simply held him tighter and pushed back. Peter was elated. They were grinding wantonly and both knew it, their pelvises mashing together while Peter kneaded her butt like a ball of dough.

Erin was on fire. Her body shook. She closed her eyes and pressed her head against Peter’s shoulder, squeezing her body against him. She didn’t know it but she had just had her first orgasm. She was trembling when the song ended and the lights came on.

“C’mon,” Amanda said to her friend, taking her by the arm and heading for the girls’ locker room. “We’re going out to Bobby’s car. Want to come with us?”

“Um,” Erin stuttered as Amanda dragged her toward the exit, “what if we get caught? We won’t be able to go to graduation!”

Amanda gave Erin a frustrated look. “Robinson’s on the other side of the gym,” she said. “We can sneak out from the locker room. The guys are going to meet us – it’ll be fun!”

“I don’t know, Amanda,” Erin said halfheartedly as Amanda hustled her into the locker room. Erin wasn’t sure what was right and what was wrong anymore. “Maybe just you and Bobby should go? We’ll just stay here and wait for you?”

“You’re so full of shit, sister!” Amanda admonished, “Peter’s hot, and I saw his hands on your ass! You know you want to go!”

“But—,” Erin protested as she continued to follow Amanda, her will draining away.