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Chapter Twenty Six.
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quyvoziSo.... this was wild! It was a bit cringe writing this chapter NGL but what's the point of avoiding such a scene when the book is literally called Dude I kissed your mom! Hopefully it'll help with the story's build up.
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Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Twenty Seven.
" Vagina or Dick?" That was today's topic of heated discussion amongst our friend group. You'd think we'd have better things to discuss, you know, stuff like Global warming and its causes or how we could stop it, or Increased inflation rate and how it's affected our economy,or high costs of living or how Joe Biden is slowly ruining America but after an hour of weed smoking, our brains fried, we chose to discuss the reproductive systems; because why not? Which is the better one? Why is it better than the other one and all that nonsense. The back building was like our little oasis, cloistering us from the good kids. We were the school's degenerate gang and mixing the good fruits with the rotten ones guaranteed a possible epidemic of decaying students. So we separated ourselves from the good harvest, sprawled out in the grass behind the back building, Tyson rolled up a joint and passed it around while Emerald chugged down the alcohol she snuck to school this morning. After ten puffs
Last Updated : 2024-04-08Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Twenty Eight.
" What the actual fuck!" A guttural growl she made at the catastrophe that befell her shirt, noticing the water had spilled all the way down to her torso, missing her pelvis by a fraction but that wasn't better. Her hands raised to her sides, Amanda gazed back down at the mess that embraced her attire. Right there and then, the shrill cry of the school bell pierced through the already chaotic atmosphere as students rushed to their classes, except for me and her , leaving us to assess the damage of the situation. That's when I realized the eroticism of this mess. Her shirt was see-through. Her shirt was fucking see-through! You know what that means? I got a detailed sight of what hid behind that white crisp button down shirt of hers that was soaking wet and to add spice into the already arousing sight, the fabric of wetness appeared to be clinging onto her like a second skin. I couldn't peel my gaze away from her. I was momentarily hypnotized by the evident black bra that was callin
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When you're high, everything around you seems...magical!The walls are breathing, boasting with purple and pink glittery showers on their surface and the ground feels like marshmallow, if that makes any sense. Of course, it doesn't , taking it in retrospect seeing as I am stoned right now and my visual imagery in this current state might not be any way sensible. But here I am, recovering from that highly coveted state by any addict undergoing drug withdrawals, as I gulp down as much water to get rid of this cotton-y feeling inside my mouth. Two tall glasses of water down.Everything is still, the sound of the quiet kitchen providing the perfect ambience to any horror movie. I hate that I'm standing right here, alone, in the dark and the paranoid soul inside my body is begging for me to just bolt back upstairs and hide under my bulky beddings because it swears it heard something rustling outside the kitchen window. I don't do that , though. I'm not really scared of the darkness. Nob
Last Updated : 2024-04-08Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Thirty.
I was thinking of ways to kill myself...or at least ways to get myself sick so that I won't have to go to school today. Google wasn't offering much and YouTube had given me a few ideas like licking door knobs and maybe the toilet seat because germs seem to take solace in such places, with fruitful results . One thing for certain is that there's literally no way I was going to bend down to lick any toilet seat. I'm not that desperate.Actually, I kind of was.The impending anxiety attack I was about to suffer made me feel all nauseous , stomach churning violently in dire need of some bathroom relief in the form of explosive diarrhea. My heart rate increasing exponentially aggravating the already worsening stomach ache. And I tossed and turned in bed like a chicken rotisserie , occasionally stealing fearful glances at my alarm clock as it draws nearer and nearer to the time of my waking. I really dreaded my morning alarms, dodged them three times before reluctantly heeding to its dema
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They say too much of something is annoying, well, I found that out myself when I decided to crawl out of bed after three hours of non stop interaction with it. I never thought I could hate my bed given its comforting nature and tranquility but here we are. Unmade, with food scraps dusted all over it, I detested it for the first time in years. Turns out, having a sick day isn't as glorious as they make it out to be. I trudged down the stairs and into the kitchen, my tired eyes spotting a yellow sticky note plastered on the refrigerator door , mom's handwriting adorned over it;Remember to reheat the chicken noodle soup, don't eat it cold!Incase of emergency, call me. Love, Mom. True to the letter, the soup sat idly by inside the microwave with another note stuck to the soup bowl, reminding me yet again to reheat the soup. I mentally rolled my eyes at how overbearing mom can be. Ripping it off, I crumpled it into a tiny ball before tossing it into the trash and proceeded to preheat t
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"Lay down and let me take care of you," Surprisingly enough, just hearing her say those words to me was like music to my young , adolescent ears, its ring swimming inside my neurons, down my spine in a cold shiver before encircling my heart to pump unwanted blood between my boy parts, if you know what I mean. She became this sexy nurse as she led me to my bed, gently laid me down, securing a pillow under my head before seating right beside me, her warmth staining through my sheets and over to my garments before clinging there, like clingy ex girlfriend. Her scent was like this haunting cloud encapsulating us in a welcomed embrace , sliding into my nostrils , bathing my sinuses with its alluring effect and I wanted to dive my nose into the crook of her neck and drink in the scent of her perfume. Unlike Roxie's cheap perfume, Amanda's was intoxicatingly good as I got drunk in its effects. Probably that Victoria Secret perfume I saw on her nightstand whilst 'accidentally' spying on her
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" Amanda, please can you feed me...pwetty pwease?" I tried my innocent kid act, lips pouted ,eyes morphed into puppy dog ones and I was pretty certain that I resembled the Puss In Boots sad face look, where he takes his hat off and holds it in front of him, his ears sagging down before his emerald green irises dilate into sad eyes. Nobody can say no to that face, can they?Amanda, our MasterChef, had whipped up an amazing meal of Chicken and Broccoli casserole. The once uninteresting cologne and eucalyptus scented candle that dominated my bedroom's atmosphere would soon be annihilated by the tantalizing smell of her beautifully cooked food. My stomach complained loudly at the deprivation of the meal , begging for me to take a bite out of it so that I can peacefully relax as it digests to its heart's content. I was never a fan of broccoli, I mean, who is? But today, I was willing to discard that pet peeve and relish in Amanda's talented chef's skills. Having set my bowl of casserole
Last Updated : 2024-08-13Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Thirty Four.
I lay in bed the remainder of the day, basking in the memory of the shared moments between Amanda , my best friend's mom and calculus teacher, and I. It sucked just how much I got along with a woman who was old enough to be my mom as opposed to girls my age. I know this might be a deluded part of my reasoning but, I felt like she gets me. Like we understood each other or something. But that could most certainly be ruled out as my raging teenage hormones. But if I was truly honest with myself, did I really think I had a chance with a thirty year old woman who just so happens to be my best friend's mother? Of course not! But did I still want to keep pushing our so-called 'boundaries'? Maybe.There's just something thrilling about the forbidden, you know? Like tasting forbidden fruits or going to forbidden places or crushing on forbidden women. For it is true, human beings are wired to be enticed by those which we cannot have or so I heard somewhere , or maybe I read it in Charli's poetr
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" You love him, too?" I didn't wait for her to take her seat at the teacher's desk in front of the class when I spoke to her. At first, she seemed clueless as to what I was alluding to, eyebrows knitted in confusion and then I repeated those pathetic words to her again, in a slow manner, almost as if I were speaking to a child. " You.Love.Him.Too?" I repeated, eyebrows corked up, waiting for her to get the reference to what I was speaking about. " And what are you talking about, you annoying brat?" She seemed comfortable calling me names as she set her books and laptop, in readiness for today's class, refusing to answer my question or at least address the issue of what I was talking about. " As if you don't know," I scoffed, folding my arms across my broad chest before leaning back on my wooden chair. " Know that you're still watching me undress through from across your bedroom window? Oh , I am well aware of your perverted tendencies," I let out another derisive laug
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Fifty Two.
" Your eyes....are like windows to your desolate soul..." Emerald had found her , let's call it 'calling' ,in becoming a poet , deciding to sharpen her poetry skills as she recited a love poem that she'd wrote for some dude named Oscar Smithers. Unfortunately, we were her chosen audience and everything she recited from said poem sounded extremely cheesy and cringe, I found myself wincing every now and then. " As we dance throught he rolling green pastures called love, I hope we both last forever..."Tyson groaned loudly , voicing out our frustrations as Emerald concluded her poem with a curtsy."So, what do you guys think? Was it good, do you think I should send it to him?"The hope that glinted in her eyes was pitiful , knowing that Tyson was about to extinguish it in a brutal snarky comment. " That was definitely something," Nico spoke for before anyone could voice out their opinions. " It was....unique?" Jackie added, feeding me a pleading look in hopes that I too would join her
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Fifty One.
"Why do you like to stare outside your bedroom window all the time?" I could see my mom's reflection through my bedroom window as she stood by my bedroom door, laundry basket full of clean clothes in hand. I was seated at my desk that was conveniently placed next to my bedroom window, continuing with the painful task of studying when I got lost in my thoughts, leaving me to gaze mindlessly outside my bedroom window. And that's when mom walked in to find me that way. " Oh," I finally turned around on my swivel chair, to address my mom who was still standing at the door. " I was just thinking about stuff. " " What kind of stuff?" She questioned with a laugh, inviting herself inside my room before making her way over to where I was seated. Her eyes immediately fell on the books I had splayed over my desk, reading through to see what subject I was tackling this evening. " Just.... teenage boy stuff," I dismissively said, hoping she would stop with the Spanish inquisition. "
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Forty Nine.
Ten minutes had passed. I was seated in the empty classroom with two desks, one that I was currently seated on and the teacher's desk with her files placed carelessly on top, something she rarely does, the perfect indicator of her being in a rush. I was anxiously drumming my fingers on top of my desk, a made up tune on my head as I thought of every possible outcome that awaited me. I'm not going to lie but the threat of her summoning the principal to supervise me was starting to get to me like she hoped it would and I for sure thought that that was what she was going to settle on as a way of motivating me into studying. I hated principal Angerson so much. He was like a thorn in my flesh and I dreaded everything about him, to his face all the way down to the soles of his feet, even the sound of his voice was like a tormenting trumpet of doom towards my eardrums. Suppose this was her plan, to lock me up with principal Angerson for the whole day until I finished studying as a way
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Forty Eight.
Even in the brightest of early mornings, Amanda still managed to look like an angel who fell from the sky. Watching her stroll down her porch steps, handbag slinging on her shoulder, purple binder and some miscellaneous books clutched in front of her bosomed chest and a flask clasped in her other hand , she still managed to take my breath away. She was wearing a red, long sleeved pencil dress , knee length and her hair was brushed to perfection, allowing its silky locks to pour gracefully over her shoulders and back and I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to run my fingers through it. She'd probably freak out if I ever did that but still, that didn't stop me from imagining about it. Her car was parked right beside the curb and I was standing right next to it , as instructed by her , watching her walk over to it. Her face portrayed no emotion, she remained stoic, unreadable if you may. "You look amazing," Was my morning greeting towards her and she regarded me w
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Forty Seven.
Never in my seventeen years of existence have I ever braced the morning atmosphere before sunrise, at five thirty a m! I didn't even know that there was five thirty A.M! Abandoning the comforting warmth of my bed and covers to slowly crawl out into the crisp biting chilly air had to be one of the most painful experiences of my tender life. All the heat I'd generated that had me cocooned during the duration of my slumberless night, evaporating into the breezy atmosphere as I slithered out of my sheets, forcing myself to face the day's events. An early start was never something I'd gamble upon but here I was , bracing myself for the inevitable. The water took forever to warm up and I was seriously rethinking on whether taking a morning bath was worth my time or if I should just spray on a fresh coat of my best cologne and call it a day. The label says it lasts for upto forty eight hours. Maybe I should take the company up on that challenge? But Amanda was going to drive me to s
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Forty Six
Another night, painfully tossing and turning inside my covers, battling with insomnia led me into a depressive mood that slowly brought my thoughts into a dangerous path of wishful thinking. I hadn't studied for tomorrow's supposed pop quiz, couldn't bring myself to stare at pages upon pages of endless volume of academic notes that would probably end up on the paper quiz. Oddly enough, that didn't seem to faze me. All I could think of was her. My teacher. My best friend's mother. And the incident. It kept replaying inside my head like a broken cassette tape, making me relive every second of every minute of it. A painful torture knowing that I'd never get a chance with her. She was unattainable but yet here I was , wanting more than what we'd ever share as far as student-teacher relationship is concerned. I didn't really do that to her as a way to get myself off from doing the quiz, did I? Or so I'd convinced both of us on why I did it. Maybe a deeper part of my subconscio
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Forty Five.
" I'll need you to give me some space, a few moments to myself so that I can..... collect my thoughts,okay?" Amanda, completely detached from her usual iridescent personality, appeared aloof, distraught, almost disheveled as she sunk back into her seat, her eyes bored into mine as she requested. An hour hadn't even passed since the incident happened between us, the memory still fresh as it cut through the confines of my conscious mind. I couldn't believe I'd be so bold as to kiss her neck like that. We'd never get past that, will we? It would forever be a part of our lives and I knew she detested the sheer fact of having to relive that moment like a broken cassette tape. The punishing memory of her son's best friend, kissing her neck...... that didn't sound right, now ,did it? "Okay, I'll give you the space you need," I spoke, phlegmatically, the tone of understanding heavy within. " Take all the time you need, Mrs. Dawson." Her guilt ridden face slowly lit up with an apologe
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Forty Four.
The taste of her skin against my tongue was like ambrosia. The subtle taste of her apple shampoo gel and her sweat mingling against my taste buds causing me to salivate in a metaphorical sense as I held her tighter. Those forbidden kisses had slowly graduated into me dragging my sleek tongue across her neck skin, tasting her like ice cream on a sunny summer day. She reciprocated with a quiet, suppressed moan, melting under my embrace as my arms trembled with excitement and fear. Excitement, because I was kissing the love of my life. Fear, because I dreading the conversation that would happen once I pulled away from this. My breath fanning her skin before slowly shifting my mouth over to her ear, taking her lobe into my mouth, gently biting on to it. Amanda drew in a sharp breath, fighting the pleasure that was evidently riding inside her blood in ruthless waves. "Max....." She'd been calling my name, almost begging me to unhand her despite the fact that she liked what I was doing
