A failed test

The search was on for Jessica. Finally, after several minutes, Dario found her at a bar drinking beer, alone. Dario came near her and sat beside her, but she didn’t seem to care.

 

“I’ll take that,” Dario said and snatched the beer from Jessica’s grasp.

 

“Give it back!” Jessica cried.

 

“No. You’re drunk,” Dario said flatly. “Stop it.”

 

“Give it!” she insisted. But Dario wasn’t about to give in.

 

“You drank too much,” he said.

 

He scooped a protesting Jessica into his arms and carried her out of the bar.

 

“Let me go, let me go!!” cried Jessica.

 

Mario was waiting outside. “What happened to her?” he asked.

 

“She drank too much beer,” Dario explained. “Get in the car.”

 

“We better find a nice place to stay,” Mario noted as he got into the car.

 

While Dario was driving the car to a nice hotel (of course it’s a 5-star hotel), Jessica fell asleep on the way.

 

“Look, she’s sleeping,” Mario said.

 

Then Dario stopped the car and looked at Jessica, and he blushed.

 

“She’s so cute…” said Dario.

 

“Hey, hey, hey, let’s go,” said Mario impatiently. He was getting sleepy, too.

 

Soon they arrived at the hotel. Dario carried Jessica to their room, while Mario went to a separate one, because he can’t sleep in a room if someone else is in the room with him. So, Dario was to sleep with Jessica. He gently placed Jessica on the bed and simply sat there staring at her for a while. After an hour or so, he stood up and started removing his shirt, getting ready for bed. As it was, he was half-naked when Jessica awoke.

 

“Mmmm… Dario?” she mumbled, rubbing her eyes. She was still a little drunk.

 

“Ah, Jessica, you’re awake.” Dario half-turned.

 

“What happened? More important, where am I?” Jessica asked. She tried to sit up, but, due to a massive hangover, she was forced to fall back down on the pillows.

 

“Jessica, don’t try to get up just yet,” Dario advised. “You must have one hell of a hangover.” He tilted his head to the side. “I wonder how much you beer you drank. Why did you drink anyway?” He added, the thought occurring to him suddenly. Jessica managed to sit up this time. She hid her face in her hands.

 

“I— failed,” she whispered. Tears started to fall.

 

Dario was confused. To him, grades meant practically nothing.

 

“Grades are just that, grades,” he stated. “They mean nothing.”

 

“To you, maybe they don’t,” Jessica whispered. “But to me, grades are practically everything.”

 

Dario frowned. He went to sit beside her on the bed.

 

“How much did you get, anyway?” he asked, tentatively stroking her hair. Jessica buried her face deeper into her hands.

 

“C,” she whispered, utterly mortified. Even Dario was surprised. Jessica, the achiever, the straight-A student, somehow got a C?!?! Of all people?!?!? Hesitantly, for fear she might reject him, he drew his arms around her, trying to think of some other way he could comfort her.

 

“It’s okay Jessica… It’s just this once, anyway… Stop crying, please…”

 

But Jessica only cried harder. Surprisingly, she threw her arms around Dario’s waist and nestled her head into his chest. Sobbing uncontrollably, she let her tears fall on her Dario’s chest. He stroked her hair tenderly, trying to comfort her. Finally, when Jessica felt like she couldn’t cry anymore, she shifted out of Dario’s embrace and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, smiling sheepishly. Her eyes suddenly widened as she realized for the first time that Dario wasn’t wearing a shirt.

 

“I’m sorry you had to go through that, Dario,” she said apologetically.

 

“No, Jessica, it’s okay,” Dario said, grinning. “Everyone has the right to cry their hearts out sometimes.”

 

Jessica nodded, looking down at the sheets in embarrassment. After a few minutes of silence, she looked up. Dario was staring at her with a weird look in his eyes.

 

“Dario? Is there a problem? Why are you staring at me like that?” she asked, frightened for some unexplainable reason. Dario didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned closer to her. Jessica experienced a moment of terror before Dario’s lips touched hers. What followed was a moment of confusion, then elation.

 

Dario’s mind was in a whirl. What am I doing? He wondered. But then Jessica suddenly threw her arms around his neck, and he lost all sense of reason.

 

Moving slowly, Dario carefully parted Jessica’s lips and slipped his tongue into her mouth. Dario drew confidence from that and started running his hands up and down Jessica’s back. Pausing at her waist, he worked one hand into her shirt. Then his hand traveled up her back, caressing her until his fingers touched the hook of her bra. He managed to unhook it with one hand, and then his hand went around to the front of her body, caressed her breasts once, and then pulled down the material. He withdrew his hand and started unbuttoning Jessica’s blouse using both. He slid it off her shoulders, and the tops of her breasts were visible. Dario groaned in anticipation. As for Jessica, she barely felt her clothes sliding off. She was lost in the heat of Dario’s kisses. As he raised his lips from hers and rested them on her neck, his warm, erratic breathing audible, she lost control of her senses. Eyes closed, she buried her face in Dario’s hair, inhaling his scent. Dario’s nose skimmed across her collarbone, drawing a line that burned on Jessica’s skin, although it was really quite cool. Just as he reached her breasts, he raised his head to kiss her again. This time, Jessica responded, pressing herself closer to Dario’s body, feeling the heat radiating from him, moaning as she did so. She was half-naked too, and Dario reveled in the feel of her warm, bare skin against his. His hands slipped down and unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and pulled down her panties. Jessica did the same to Dario. When they were naked, fully, Dario gazed at Jessica’s body. She was even more beautiful than he’d ever imagined.

 

“Jessica…” he whispered, awestruck. “You’re so beautiful…”

 

“Thank you, Dario,” Jessica replied, blushing. Dario leaned closer and caressed her cheek, feathering her lips with his. His fingers slipped down, from her neck to her shoulders, tracing a fiery line across her collarbone, and found her breasts. He cupped them in his hands, rubbing her nipples with his thumbs until they hardened. Jessica groaned in ecstasy and threw back her head. Dario, his lips never leaving hers, gently pushed her down on the bed and lay down on top of her. Jessica gasped as she felt the potency of his arousal against her. Instinctively, she placed her soft, smooth hands on his back and ran them up and down. Dario shuddered. When she got to his waist, she slipped her fingers underneath. Dario groaned in elation as she tenderly stroked his shaft. Jessica moved down until she was able to take him in her mouth, and she did so. She licked him up and down the sides until he shuddered and hardened even more. Jessica grew more confident, even sucking his cock, until, without warning, Dario yelled and came. It surprised Jessica, and her eyes widened, but she quickly recovered and eagerly lapped up every drop of Dario’s cum. Salty, she thought, and extremely warm… Suddenly, Dario gripped her shoulder and pulled her up to meet his lips. They kissed for a long time, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Dario’s fingers, meanwhile, were stroking Jessica’s pussy and her clit. Jessica was groaning in ecstasy, until Dario inserted his middle finger into her. She bucked, and the moans coming from her were those of bliss so extreme it was very nearly agony. Her head rolled form side to side as her body writhed with the fire coursing through her veins. Then Dario inserted another finger, and Jessica could take no more. She screamed and, after a second, came. Dario spread her legs wide and swallowed her cum, licking her clit gently. Dario groaned as Jessica thrust her cunt at him. He didn’t mind really, she smelled very seductive and arousing. Dario positioned himself so that he was right side up.

 

“Jessica…” he murmured huskily into her ear.

 

“Yes?”

 

“Are you still a virgin?”

 

Jessica blushed, a beautiful shade of pink staining her cheekbones. “Yes… Yes, I am…”

 

“Then I’m sorry. I don’t want to hurt you, but I have to do it…”

 

Dario moved until he lay between her thighs. Then he entered her. He pushed gently at first, and then he withdrew. He continued in this pattern, pushing harder every time. Finally, the barrier sundered and Jessica cried out form the pain of it.

 

“My love,” Dario whispered. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

 

“I-it’s okay,” Jessica said through clenched teeth. “It’s nothing I can’t bear…”

 

“Just relax,” Dario murmured at her ear, his breath fanning across her skin. Dario withdrew again, and then reentered her. This time, there was no stopping him from reaching that ultimate goal. He drew in a shuddering gasp as he stiffened over her and came. Half a second later, Jessica threw back her head and screamed, but the sound was muffled because of the thickness of the walls. Both of them were breathing heavily. Dario lay down on the bed beside Jessica, and both of them gradually relaxed. A few seconds later, Dario reached for the quilt and drew it over the two of them so that they wouldn’t freeze. After some time, they both slept.