Author's note: Not quite sex, but more foreplay
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Melissa and Trevor walked out of the house and headed towards Trevor's truck. "So," Trevor started, "did that answer your questions?"
"Well," Melissa responded thoughtfully, "it did address some of the concerns that I've had. I think I have all I need to make a decision."
Trevor smiled and looked up to Melissa as he said, "So, are you going to become a werecow?"
"Ha!" chuckled Melissa, "While I haven't ruled it out, let's just say I still need to think on things a bit."
Before the two reached the truck, Melissa turned towards Trevor and put a hand on his arm. "Trevor," she started, "thank you. Thank you for everything."
"It's been my pleasure," he responded, looking into Melissa's blue eyes. Melissa looked back into his brown eyes. Maybe it was the magic of the moment. Maybe it was the way that the setting sun made Melissa's red hair grow brighter. Or maybe it was just something about Moon Lake. But the two's lips grew closer to each other as they stared into each other's eyes. After a few seconds, their lips made contact with each other as they started to kiss.
The problem with being a teenager is that there are all sorts of hormones that drive the sexual appetite. This is true for both boys and girls. Combine this with a were's libido, and there's this saying in Moon Lake. The only thing more rare than an unchanged normal teenager is a virgin were. This would be the case for Melissa and Trevor.
What began as a simple kiss turned into two kisses. And then three. And then many more, with each kiss more passionate than the last. It wasn't long before their bodies were pressed together as they continued to passionately kiss. Trevor has a fleeting thought that they should stop now while they can, but the thought was quickly subsumed by the feel of Melissa's body against him and his own were libido. For Melissa, on the other hand, she was a bit conflicted. There was a part of her that really didn't want this right now. She wasn't sure that she wanted to be a werecow, and she definitely didn't want to have children. She knew that if they didn't stop now, that's what will happen. Yet, the other part of her wanted this. She wanted to be a werecow. She wanted to be with Trevor. She even wanted to bear his children, and now would be an excellent opportunity.
While the two were kissing, Trevor lifted Melissa up off of the ground as she wrapped her legs around him. She could feel his erection pressing against her, and then rubbing against her as he moved his hips. This gave fuel to the side of her that wanted this as her own body started to get sexually excited. Trevor somehow managed to open the driver's side door of his truck, and he and Melissa feel in, still passionately kissing each other. Trevor's mind was blank except for one thing as he felt Melissa's body against him and he could smell that she was turned on. He started to kiss down her neck, sending electric shocks throughout Melissa's body. Melissa took this time to protest rather weakly, "No...Trevor...stop...we can't..." she said softly. While Trevor was kissing Melissa's neck, one of his hands went up her shirt, lifted her bra, and started to rub one of her breasts and nipples. Her nipple stiffened in response as Melissa gasped. The last remnants of her resistance started to fade as the side of her that wanted this started to win the argument in her head. "No, Trevor, I...Please...I....Oh, Trevor," she moaned as she tried to tell Trevor to stop, but unable to find the words to do so.
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