Chapter 1: Introduction
It was a warm March night. Joel Dupree was walking around the annual festival that the school threw. It was rodeo-esque with concerts, games, performances from various fraternities and sororities. This was his first time attending. He was a fan of the artist who was giving the concert that was going on that night.
His friends had convinced him to come, promising it would be a good way to unwind from the stress of midterms. Joel was a bit of a loner, preferring the quiet company of books to the chaos of crowds. But tonight, he was willing to make an exception.
The field was a kaleidoscope of colors, with twinkling lights strung up in every direction. Stalls offering everything from funnel cakes to deep-fried Oreos lined the perimeter. A stage was set up at the far end, where a DJ was getting set up. Though he was shy, he loved music and singing… just when no one was watching.
He hummed to himself as he weaved through the crowd, his gaze scanning the scene. His ears perked up when he heard the opening notes of his favorite song. He couldn't help but start to sing along softly, his fingers tapping against his thigh.
Suddenly, someone bumped into him, spilling his drink. Joel looked down at his wet shirt, then up at the culprit. It was a girl with fiery red hair, a wide smile, and dimples that dug into her cheeks. Her eyes were sparkling, and she was laughing. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, giggling.
"I didn't see you there. Are you okay?"
Joel looked down at his shirt, now stuck to his chest in a way that was more uncomfortable than provocative. He let out a small laugh. "I'm fine, no harm done."
She extended a hand, her fingers adorned with rings of various colors. "I'm Anna, by the way. You are?"
"Joel," he replied, shaking her hand. Her grip was firm, her smile genuine. He liked her immediately.
Anna looked him up and down, her eyes lingering on his glasses. "You're not from around here, are you?
I don't think I've seen you at any of the parties," Anna said, tilting her head to the side.
Joel chuckled. "I fly under the radar. I'm a linguistics major, I spend most of my time with my nose in a book."
"Well, tonight's your night to shine, Joel the Linguist," Anna declared, grabbing his hand. "Come on, the music's starting."
He hesitated for a moment, but the warmth in her eyes and the excitement in her voice were infectious. He let her lead him to the dance floor, his heart pounding in his chest.
The music was infectious, a blend of pop and hip-hop that made it impossible to stand still. Anna turned to face him, her hips swaying to the beat. She grinned at him, her eyes daring him to keep up.
Joel hesitated, his hands hovering awkwardly at his sides. Anna rolled her eyes playfully and grabbed one of his hands, placing it on her waist. "Just move with the music," she said, her voice barely audible over the thumping bass.
He tried to keep up, his eyes fixed on her face. She was a natural, her body moving with a fluidity that was mesmerizing. Joel did have rhythm, but in front of her, all his movements fell flat.
He laughed at himself, his embarrassment evaporating as Anna spun around, her dress flaring out. He caught a glimpse of her thigh, the smooth skin contrasting with the rough denim of her shorts. She turned back to him, her hands on his shoulders.
"You're not so bad, Joel," she said, her breath warm on his ear. "You just need to loosen up a bit."
He felt her fingers trail down his chest, lingering on the buttons of his shirt. He swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his ears. "Is that what you're trying to do?" he asked, his voice rough.
"I just want to see where this night takes us," she purred, her fingers tracing the line of his shirt. The song changed to a 90s dance song that Joel loved from a movie.
“This is the night…” Joel sung to himself. Anna smiled.
“I know this one!” She started singing along, her voice loud and beautiful. She can carry a tune, that’s for sure. She didn’t care who heard her; she was here to have fun. Joel laughed and mouthed “Wow.” His inhibitions were slowly melting away. He sang along with her, their voices blending together in a beautiful harmony.
As the song went on, they moved closer, their bodies brushing against each other. Anna could feel the heat radiating off Joel, his tall, lean frame a stark contrast to her curvy figure. He was so different from the jocks she usually went for, but there was something about him that drew her in.
When the song ended, they were breathless and laughing.
Anna grabbed Joel's hand and pulled him off the dance floor. "I need a drink," she declared, leading him to a nearby beer tent. They waited in line, the crowd around them buzzing with energy.
"So, Joel the Linguist," Anna said, turning to face him. "What's your story?"
Joel ran a hand through his hair, suddenly self-conscious. "Not much to tell, really. I grew up here. Stayed in town for school. I'm a bit of a nerd. Love music, love sports, love dancing… what else?” Joel wondered.
"What about you? You seem like the life of the party."
Anna laughed, her eyes sparkling. "I am, but I do have my nerdy side. I'm a psych major. I love analyzing people, figuring out what makes them tick." She paused, her gaze trailing down Joel's body. "You're ticking me off right now, Joel. You're making me want to figure you out."
Joel felt a flush of heat at her words. He took a sip of his drink, his eyes locked onto hers.
"Is that so?" he said, his voice low. He could feel the heat between them, the air charged with anticipation. He set his cup down on the nearest table and took a step closer to her.
Anna smiled, her eyes never leaving his. "Yeah, it is. You're a puzzle, Joel. I want to solve you." She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "I want to know what makes you tick," she whispered, her breath hot on his skin.
Joel felt a shiver run down his spine. He reached out, his hand cupping her cheek. His thumb traced the line of her jaw, his eyes never leaving hers.
He could feel her breath on his face, could see the desire in her eyes. She was beautiful, her red hair cascading down her back in soft curls, her green eyes sparkling with lust.
"You're playing with fire, Anna," he whispered, his voice hoarse.
She grinned, her fingers trailing down his chest. "I like to play with fire, Joel," she said, her voice a low purr. "I like to get burned."
He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers. It was a soft kiss at first, a gentle exploration. But as they pulled away, he could see the hunger in her eyes.
She wanted more. And so did he.
Anna was the first to deepen the kiss, her tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip. Joel groaned, his hands gripping her hips as he pulled her closer. She tasted like strawberries and beer, a heady mix that was intoxicating.
His tongue met hers, their kiss turning passionate and hungry. Anna moaned into his mouth, her hands fisting his shirt as she pressed herself against him. Joel could feel her breasts, soft and full, against his chest. He wanted to touch them, to feel their weight in his hands.
But he knew if he did, he'd lose control. So instead, he lifted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. She gasped, her arms tightening around his neck as he carried her away from the crowd.
They stumbled into the shadows of an old oak tree, their bodies pressing together as Joel's back hit the rough bark. Anna was grinding against him, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Fuck, Joel," she moaned, her hands fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. "I want you."
He growled, his fingers tangling in her hair as he captured her mouth in a fierce kiss.
The urgency between them was palpable, a raw, animal need that demanded satisfaction. Anna's fingers finally succeeded in undoing the buttons of his shirt, her hands pushing the fabric aside to reveal his chest.
She gasped at the sight of him, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles, the smattering of dark hair that disappeared into the waistband of his jeans. "Fuck, Joel," she breathed, her eyes locked onto his. "You're gorgeous."
He laughed, a low, throaty sound. "You're one to talk." He reached up, his fingers cupping her breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt.
She gasped, her head falling back as he squeezed gently, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. They were hard, pressing against the fabric, begging for his touch.
“Fuck, Joel,” she breathed, her hips grinding against his. “That feels so good.”
He growled, his hands moving to the hem of her shirt, lifting it up and off in one swift motion. She wore no bra, her breasts bare and begging for his attention. He lowered his head, his mouth capturing one of her nipples, sucking and nipping at it. Anna moaned, her hands fisting in his hair as she held him to her.
"Oh god, Joel, that feels so fucking good," she whispered, her voice ragged with desire. Her hips were still moving, grinding against him, seeking friction.
Joel could feel her heat through his jeans, could feel her wetness soaking through the thin fabric of her shorts. He growled against her skin, his teeth nipping at her nipple before he moved to the other one, giving it the same treatment.
Anna's breath hitched, her back arching as she pushed herself further into his mouth. "Fuck, Joel, I need you inside me," she panted.
"I need to feel you."
Joel's mouth left her breast, his lips trailing a path up her neck to her ear. "Not yet," he whispered, his voice a low growl. "I want to taste you first."
Anna's eyes widened in surprise, her breath hitching in her throat. Joel chuckled, his lips capturing hers in a heated kiss as he slipped his hands under her ass, holding her firmly against him. He carried her deeper into the shadows, away from prying eyes, until they were hidden behind a large tent.
He lowered her to the ground, his hands guiding hers to the zipper of his jeans. They matched eyes.
Lust blazed in Anna's green irises, her lips parted to release hot, panting breaths. Joel watched as she tugged down the zipper of his jeans, her knuckles brushing against his hard cock. She bit her lower lip, her eyes widening at the size of him.
"Holy fuck, Joel," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. "You're massive."
Joel couldn't help but smirk. "You have no idea how much I've wanted to hear you say that."
Anna's hands found their way inside his boxers, wrapping around his length. She licked her lips slowly.
She stroked him slowly, her eyes locked onto his. "Fuck, Joel, you're so hard," she breathed, her voice a low purr.
Joel hissed through his teeth, his head falling back as she began to stroke him faster. "Fuck, Anna, that feels so good," he groaned, his hips moving in time with her hand.
She smiled, her grip tightening as she stroked him. "You like that, don't you?" she said, her voice filled with satisfaction. "You like my hand on that big cock."
Joel nodded, his breath coming in short gasps.
"Yes..." Joel breathed out. Anna smiled lustily.
"Good," she said, her voice a low purr. "Because I want to do more than just touch you, Joel. I want to taste you."
Joel's eyes widened in surprise, his breath hitching in his throat. He had never had a woman offer to give him head before, and the thought of Anna's lips wrapped around his cock was almost too much to bear.
"Fuck, Anna," he whispered, his hands fisting in her hair. "I want that too."
Anna grinned, her eyes never leaving his as she sank to her knees in front of him.
Joel's breath hitched, his heart pounding in his chest as he watched her. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust and desire as she licked her lips slowly.
"You're big, Joel," she whispered, her hand still wrapped around his cock. "Really big."
Joel groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as she leaned forward, her tongue darting out to lick the pre-cum that had gathered at the tip of his cock. He hissed, his hips bucking forward as she took the head of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it.
"Mmm, fuckkkkk..." Joel moaned.
His hips moved forward, pushing more of his cock into Anna's warm, wet mouth. "God, Anna, that feels incredible."
Anna hummed in agreement, her head bobbing up and down as she took more of him in. She relaxed her throat, taking him nearly to the base. Her nose pressed against his pubic hair, his cock filling her mouth completely.
Joel's breath came out in a rush. "Fuck, Anna, you're so goddamn good at that."
Anna looked up at him, her eyes watering slightly as she pulled back, letting his cock slip from her mouth with a wet pop.
"Let's just say I had practice." She said with a giggle.
She smiled, her lips glistening with his precum as she licked them. "But I want to taste all of you, Joel. Every single inch."
Joel groaned, his cock throbbing at her words. He cupped her face with one hand, his fingers tangling in her hair. "Then do it, Anna," he growled. "Take me all the way."
Anna grinned, her eyes gleaming with lust and challenge. She took a deep breath, and then took him deep into her throat.
Joel groaned, his hips bucking forward as she took him all the way to the base.
His cock hit the back of her throat, and he could feel her swallow around him. It was the hottest, most erotic thing he had ever experienced. He thrust his hips forward, fucking her mouth slowly, his fingers tangled in her red hair.
Anna moaned around him, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine. She pulled back, her lips popping off his cock with a wet sound, before diving back down, taking him deep again. She picked up the pace, her head bobbing up and down, her mouth wet and sloppy.
"Fuck, Anna," Joel panted, his breath coming in short gasps.
"You're going to make me come if you keep that up."
Anna pulled back, a string of saliva connecting her mouth to Joel's cock. She smiled, her green eyes gleaming with lust and mischief. "Not yet, big boy," she said, her voice hoarse. "I want you to fuck me. I want to feel you inside me."
Joel growled, his hands reaching down to help her up. She stood, her body pressing against his as he kissed her hard, their tongues clashing and teeth clacking together. He could taste himself on her, could feel the wetness of her mouth on his lips. It was intoxicating.
The impure, raw desire stretched between them like a live wire, sparking and crackling with intense heat. Joel couldn't get enough of Anna's taste, her scent, the way she felt in his hands. He reached behind her, deftly unclasping her bra with one hand while the other continued to ravish her mouth.
She gasped as the fabric fell away, her breasts bouncing free, the cool night air teasing her nipples into hard points. Joel's eyes darkened as he took in the sight of her, his pupils dilating with lust. He wanted her so badly it hurt.
His cock was throbbing, painfully hard, as he devoured her mouth, his hands roaming over her body, exploring every curve, every inch of soft skin. Anna moaned into his kiss, her hips pressing against him, seeking friction. She was so fucking wet, her shorts damp with her desire.
Joel trailed his hands down her sides, over her hips, and then around to her ass, gripping it firmly. He lifted her up, pressing her back against the rough bark of the tree. Anna wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck, as he ground his cock against her, the friction almost too much to bear.
She could feel his hardness, throbbing and ready, pressing against the damp fabric of her shorts. She wanted him, all of him, inside her.
"Joel," she moaned, her voice a low, desperate plea. "I want you. I want you inside me. Now."
Joel growled, his hands tightening on her ass as he lifted her higher, his cock finding the entrance to her pussy. He rubbed the head against her, teasing her, making her squirm and moan.
"Fuck, Anna," he groaned. "Are you ready?" Joel rasped, his voice a low growl. Anna nodded, her eyes locked onto his.
"Yes, fuck me, Joel. Fuck me now," she begged, her voice hoarse with need.
Joel didn't need to be told twice. He thrust upwards, his cock sliding into her wet pussy in one smooth stroke. Anna gasped, her eyes widening in pleasure and surprise.
"Fuck, you're tight," Joel groaned, his hips jerking forward, impaling her further. "So fucking tight."
Anna moaned, her body adjusting to his size, stretching around him.
"Oh. Oh, my god." She moaned as Joel began to impale her faster and with more lust behind them.
Their bodies were pressed together under the cool night sky, the tree behind them serving as their anchor. Anna's fingers tangled in Joel's short black hair, pulling him closer. Their mouths met in a clash of teeth and tongues, their teeth clacking together in a primal dance of lust and desire.
Joel's hands gripped her ass tighter, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he lifted her up and down on his cock, his hips thrusting upwards to meet her. He was fucking her hard, his cock slamming into her wet pussy with each upward thrust.
"Oh, fuck," Anna gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head.
"You feel so fucking good, Joel." Her fingers tightened in Joel's hair, her nails scraping against his scalp as she pulled him down for another brutal kiss.
Joel growled against her mouth, his hips moving faster, his cock pounding into her so hard that she could feel it in her stomach. He could feel every inch of her pussy gripping him tightly, could feel the wetness coating his cock, could feel the heat of her body wrapped around him.
"Oh my God, Anna," he groaned, his voice a low growl. "Your pussy is so fucking tight, mm!"
Joel kissed her roughly.
He thrust his tongue into her mouth, exploring it with a savage hunger. Anna responded eagerly, her own tongue meeting his. Their teeth clashed together, the pain only serving to heighten their pleasure.
Anna's pussy was dripping wet, her juices coating Joel's cock with every thrust. She could feel every inch of him, could feel the veins running up and down his shaft, could feel the way he stretched her, filled her completely.
Joel groaned against her mouth, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into her harder. "Fuck, Anna," he growled, his voice a low, primal sound. "Anna, I might not last much longer... oh fuck." He said.
"I'm close, baby. Oh fuck, so close."
Anna moaned louder, her nails dragging down his back. "Cum inside me, Joel," she begged. "Fill me up." Her breath hitched. "I want to feel you come inside me."
Joel growled, his hips moving even faster, his cock slamming into her so hard that she could feel the impact in her chest. "Fuck, Anna," he groaned, his voice a low, primal sound. "You're gonna make me fucking explode."
Anna's fingers dug into his shoulders, her body tensing as she felt her own orgasm building.
"Fuck, Joel, don't stop," she panted, her voice a desperate plea. "Don't you fucking dare stop."
Joel's hips moved like a piston, his cock sliding in and out of her with quick, hard thrusts. He could feel her pussy clenching around him, could feel the way her body was tensing, could feel the way her breath was coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Fuck, Anna, you're so close," he growled, his voice low and primal. "I can feel it. Fuck, I am too. You want it inside?" Joel panted, his voice hoarse with desire.
Anna nodded, her eyes wild with lust. "Yeah, fuck me harder," she demanded, her hips moving in sync with his, meeting his thrusts with equal force. "I want you to fuck me like you hate me, Joel. Make me feel it."
Joel growled, a primal sound that echoed in the night. He shifted his grip on her, one hand moving from her ass to her back, the other sliding up to tangle in her hair. He pulled her head back, exposing her neck to his hungry mouth. He licked and bit at the soft flesh, marking her as his own.
Anna threw her head back, a moan of pure pleasure ripping from her throat. Her body was on fire, her pussy clenching around Joel's cock with each brutal thrust. The rough bark of the tree was scratching at her back, but she didn't care. All she cared about was the feel of Joel inside her, the sound of his deep, primal growls in her ear.
"Oh fuck, Joel," she moaned, her voice ragged with desire. "Right there, oh god, right there."
Joel knew exactly where she wanted him. He shifted his hips, angling himself so that his cock rubbed against her g-spot with every thrust.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck meeeeee!" Anna moaned loudly.
"Ugh. Ugh. I'm coming, Anna. I can't hold it... UGHHHHHHH!" Joel roared as he came inside her. The two star crossed lovers matched eyes again. Her green soft ones met his brown ones.
Joel held her gaze, his body trembling as he poured himself into her, his cock pulsing and throbbing with each hot jet of cum. Anna felt it, every last drop, her pussy clenching around him, milking him for all he was worth.
"Fuck, Joel, I can feel you," she moaned, her voice ragged with pleasure. "I can feel you filling me up. Oh god, it feels so fucking good."
Joel's grip on her tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he ground out the last of his orgasm. The two looked back to see if anyone was watching them.
"Was I too loud? Teehee." Anna said, as she began to straighten herself up.
"I hope no one heard us." She was giggling softly, as if she couldn't believe what had just happened.
Joel chuckled, still breathless. "I don't know, but if they did, they'd be jealous," he joked, helping her as she slowly untangled her legs from around his waist.
Anna looked up at him, her eyes still glazed with lust, and smiled. "You're pretty good at that, you know. For a quiet guy."
Joel smiled back, his eyes lingering on her body.
"About that... I don't have much experience sexually. So yeah..." Joel said.
"But I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy every second of it."
Anna purred, her fingers tracing the lines of his chest. "Good. Because I'm not done with you yet, Joel."
She leaned in, her lips capturing his in a slow, sensual kiss. Joel could taste himself on her, could feel the way her body was already responding to his touch. He could feel her nipples hardening against his chest, could feel her hips pressing against him.
He knew she was ready for more. And so was he.
He broke the kiss, his eyes locked onto hers.
"Wait, I don't even know much about you, Anna." Joel said as he held her tightly against him. He could still feel her heart racing, her body trembling slightly from their encounter.
Anna grinned, her fingers trailing down his chest, her eyes never leaving his. "Well, let's fix that, shall we?" she said, her voice a low purr. She took a step back, her eyes gleaming with lust and mischief.
Joel watched as she slowly began to remove her clothes, her movements sensual and deliberate. She kicked off her shoes, her feet sinking into the cool grass beneath them.
Her fingers moved to the button of her shorts, her eyes locked onto Joel's as she slowly undid it. She pushed the shorts down, her hips swaying as she stepped out of them, leaving her standing in nothing but her thong.
Joel couldn't take his eyes off her. She was beautiful, her body a curvy masterpiece of soft skin and hard muscle. He could see the outline of her pussy through the thin fabric of her thong, could see the way her nipples were still hard and pointy from their earlier encounter.
Anna's fingers trailed down her body, her touch light and teasing.
She hooked her thumbs into the sides of her thong, slowly sliding it down her hips. She bent forward slightly, giving Joel a clear view of her pussy, completely bare and glistening with her juices.
Joel's breath hitched, his cock twitching as it began to harden again. He couldn't believe how turned on he was, how much he wanted her. He reached out, his fingers brushing against her inner thigh as she stepped out of her thong.
"You're fucking gorgeous, Anna," he groaned, his voice thick with lust. "Where have you been all my life?" Joel joked.
"I've been right here, under your nose. You've just been too shy to notice."
Anna straightened back up, her eyes filled with lust and mischief. "I'm noticing you now, Joel," she purred, her fingers trailing up his chest.
"And I want more. Much more." She pushed him gently until he was sitting on the grass.
This is the beginning of a love story. A love story of complete opposites. Sometimes opposites really do attract.