We start making out and she gets on top of me. She starts kissing my neck and unbuttons the top button of my shirt and kisses my chest once before looking at me and smiling.
I said, "What?" and she just keeps smiling at me.
She doesn't say anything, she just unbuttons my pants, unzips them and pulls them down to around my thighs.
At this point I was really nervous because I was at half-mast and I also worried because I hadn't showered yet.
She then pulled my briefs down to my pants and sucked my dick.
I could tell she was sexually inexperienced but I didn't care. My cock was actually in her mouth.
After a few minutes, she stops suddenly and says, "Can you take me home?"
I looked at her, confused.
"I just feel really uncomfortable," she continued.
My dick still rock-hard and coated in her saliva.
I tried to convince her to keep going but she wasn't having it. I took her home.
The next day she texted me to hang out as if nothing had ever happened. I was confused until I saw her - she was wasted.
I went to her place and her two friends were also over, which annoyed me.
I tolerated their drunken-white-girl antics for an hour and a half until her friends went to the nearby liquor store to buy some more booze.
Elle and I stayed behind and made out a bit. I wanted to talk to her about the night before, but I knew this wasn't the time.
As the night went on, her friends and her got more annoying and inclusive and I left. I said goodbye to everyone and as I starting walking towards my car, I hear Elle say, "Wait!'
I turn around and she kissed me.
"Call me tomorrow," she said to me.
That was the last time I'd ever kiss her.
The next day I tried to call her and she didn't pick up. I tried a few more times before sending her a snap that read "When Elle ignores you" and a picture of myself looking disappointed.
She sent me a message back saying "I'm with Pete. Shhhh"
Pete. Her ex? Her boyfriend? I didn't know