by Nicole Casey
To my surprise, she was staring back.
“I’m starting to feel a little tipsy,” she whispered into my ear. It was around two o’clock in the morning by then and even I was getting too intoxicated and sleepy. I had to stop drinking so I could still drive.
“Me too, actually,” I replied. “You want to get out of here?”
She shrugged, “Can you walk me to the bus stop?”
I chuckled and nodded, “Wait, where do you live? Let me drive you home. We can stop by a store and pick up some donuts on the way there.”
Emilia pointed at my friends, “Uhm, I live down by White River Bay. Won’t they mind?”
“Nah, they won’t give a flying fuck,” I assured her. “I’m going to hang out with them tomorrow anyway.”
She then agreed and we quickly bade farewell to my friends. I didn’t want to waste time explaining to them why I was leaving and they fortunately didn’t ask questions. I simply waved goodbye and walked Emilia over to my car.
Her jaw dropped the moment she saw what I was driving – it was the latest Aston Martin DB9. I intentionally bought this brand of car because I was a big James Bond fan. Bond always drove an Aston Martin so I just had to have one too.
“Come on, let me help you in,” I told her as I unlocked the passenger door. She took my hand and gently stepped inside.
I then stepped into the driver’s seat and drove us out of the parking lot. We kept silent but only until she couldn’t help herself from squealing in delight. I turned to her with a big smile on my face.
“What’s so exciting?” I had to ask.
Emilia bit down on her lip before she answered, “You really want to know?”
I nodded and then turned back to keep my eyes on the road.
“Who fucking cares, I’m drunk,” she said before she spilled the beans. “I kind of have a big crush on you. That’s why I’m always present at your football games.”
That made me smile and a warm feeling swelled in my chest. I turned to her and asked, “W-wait, you mean that? How come you’ve never told me?”
“How can I when you’re surrounded by legions of hot cheerleaders? They’ve got bigger tits than I do, they’re throwing themselves at you and they’re always around you. How can I compete with those?”
For a moment I felt a little sorry. Here she was, this cute hot chick who’s had a crush on me for so long but I never gave her the time of day until now. I had all those moments with the usual college whores but here was a girl who genuinely liked me.
An idea then popped into my head. I took a sudden right turn and Emilia grabbed my arm when she noticed we weren’t heading towards White River Bay.
“Where are we going?” she asked.
I pointed ahead to the tree lines. The main highway branched off and I took a small dirt road leading directly into the woods. There was a small park nearby and some camping grounds but I was intending on taking her just a little beyond those areas.
“I want to show you something,” I then answered as soon as I was sure we were on the right road.
Emilia’s face scrunched up in confusion, “What would you want to show me here? Nobody hangs out around here anymore.”
“That’s kind of the point,” I answered her as I continued to drive deep into the woods. The overhead canopy of trees began to grow so thick even the bright moonlight couldn’t pierce through much. It was so dark I had to rely solely on the lights of my car to keep going forward.
Finally, we reached a small glade where the moonlight could shine down. There was a giant boulder. As soon as we stepped out of the car I pointed it to her and explained, “I used to hang out here with some friends. This is the place we’d go to for a drink and to just unwind.”
“B-but why’d you bring me here?” she asked.
I pulled her by the hand and took her underneath the shade from the large boulder, “You want me to be honest with you too? I kind of felt bad knowing you’ve had this crush on me but we never got to hang out.”
“So what, you’re giving me a pity-date to celebrate our graduation?” she looked at me with a disappointed look.
I frantically shook my head and explained, “N-no, it’s nothing like that. Sure, I feel sorry and all but come on, who wouldn’t want to date you? You’re like so damn fucking hot.”
“Y-you’re just playing with me,” she said with a nervous laugh. Even then she took her place and sat down and I grabbed a couple of bottles from the car. I opened one quickly and handed one to her.
“I’m not kidding,” I said as I plopped down beside her and took a sip of my drink. “I really think you’re hot. I’d do you in a heartbeat.”
Her jaw dropped and she smacked me on the shoulder, “You’d ‘do me in a heartbeat’ sounds so creepy and perverted.”
“I know, that’s why I said it,” I said with a chuckle and she laughed along. I then casually wrapped my arm around her and snuggled her closer to me. “I want to make up for lost time.”
I didn’t know if it was because we were getting drunk, if I was just freaking horny being with such a hot little woman like her in the woods or a mixture of both but I just kept on bringing her closer and closer to me.
To my ever-loving surprise, she never tried to wiggle out. Instead, she chugged down on her beer, tossed the bottle to the side, and turned around to straddle my lap. Before I knew what was going on our lips clashed and she was sliding out of her shirt.
Emilia
What was I doing? Was I naked? Fuck… yes, I remember now. Here I was, on Damon’s lap, making out with the hottest guy on the damn planet. His hands were on my hips and on my tits. I could feel the warmth and wet touch of his tongue as he licked into my ear and down my neck.
When I looked up I could see his short, dark blonde hair and blue eyes staring back at me. I could see, even in the dim light of the moon, the square line of his jaw and the ripples of muscles across his chest, arms and abs. Somehow my dream of spending even just one moment with this handsome hunk had come true. I should have prodded him a long time ago – I recalled a moment way back when he stood in front of me in the cafeteria line. I should have taken advantage of that moment then instead of now.
My head was a blur and I felt my mind drown in alcohol and the swelling pool of lust grew heavy in my chest. I’ve dreamt of this moment for so long but now that it was coming true I didn’t know what the fuck I should do.
I leaned in and gave him a kiss. Damon responded with a torrid push of his tongue and he buried it into my mouth. I sucked on his tongue as I let him push me with the intensity of his passion.
Yet as I began to grind and sway on his lap I realized that despite the cold bite of the evening air I was sweating. Between my legs, I felt intense heat swelling from within and I could feel my pussy begin to moisten.
A heavy knot began to form in my gut as I slipped out of my jeans and now sat naked on his lap. I felt so exposed and uncertain of myself but when he pulled me in and sucked on my nipples all I could do was moan out to wash away all my worries.
“Oh shit, ooh shit,” I mumbled utter nonsense when he nibbled down on the tips of my nipples.
I simply shut my eyes and allowed him to take control. Before I could see what he was doing, he had his cock out and the sight of it made me nervous. It was gigantic – I had my fair share of sex before but never had I encountered such a monstrous thing in my life. The girth and length of it would break me.
“You’re quiet,” he whispered when he noticed I had stopped moving and my eyes were affixed on his meat.
I bit down on my lips and gave him the naughtiest look I could muster, “You’ve got a big tool down there.”
“I know,” he said with an evil grin, “and it’s about time I got to use it on you. Come here, you little sexy bitch.”
Oh fuck me… calling me a bitch flipped a switch and turned me on. I couldn’t help but lean in and bury him in kisses as I began to grind my aching, wet pussy against his dick. It was already pretty
erect and I reveled in the pleasure of its stiffness pressing against my soft flesh.
Slap!
“Aah! Fuck!” I howled out when he slapped my ass. The impact made me jump and he took that short window of opportunity to grab his cock and aim it at between my legs. When I wanted to descend back down he thrust up and penetrated through my pussy folds.
My mind shattered when I felt the enormous size of his cock ripping through my walls. It was like being a virgin having sex for the first time all over again. I could literally feel his shaft tunneling through me and my pussy, in return, squeezed tight on his meat.
“Ooh, aah, ah, ah,” I moaned out loud as he penetrated through, thrusting his enormous cock into me. I welcomed it and began to pump up and down on his lap, allowing his thrusts to go deeper and faster with each passing second.
His heavy hand slapped my ass once more, making me moan even louder and more often. His fingers dug deep into my skin and in return I clawed at his back and combed my fingers through his hair, desperately looking for something to hang onto as he plowed his way into me. When I tried to lift my head up to look at him, he brought me back down with a bite on my tits and a ravaging series of kisses on my neck and chest.
“Oh Damon,” I whispered under a weak breath. “F-fuck me, please… it’s so good. Don’t ever stop.”
I finally had him.
Even if this was just for a moment, just for a night, I finally had Damon right here in my arms. No, it was even better than that – I was literally on his lap and he was fucking my brains out. I’d been looking his way for four years and now, on our last day, I got to spend time with him. I wasn’t going to let this night die out with a whimper.
Damon did not disappoint. Maybe all that sex with those cheerleaders really did help him become the monstrous sex machine. He definitely had the body for one too.
He pushed me off his lap and laid me down on the grass, my back against the damp ground. Quickly he spread my legs and raised one high as he guided his cock back into me. I welcomed it with my cries of wild pleasure and he rewarded me with a squeeze of my breasts.
“Come on, baby, let’s do this,” he whispered with a grunt when he jerked his cock all the way in me. With that sudden thrust I felt a strange blend of pain and ecstasy wash over me and for a second I thought I was going to fall unconscious. I only managed to keep my mind awake because of the pain that rang through my body with each thrust he pushed forward.
It took a while for me to get used to this position and to my surprise, he didn’t let me stay that way for long. Damon turned me over and began to fuck me sideways – in this position he easily found a mean to once again devour me with his kisses and I welcomed them each time.
Right when I was enjoying this new style he once again shifted things. He lied down on his back and I knew what I had to do – I got on top and grabbed his cock. Gently I guided his meat between my legs and I rode on his shaft like a wild cowgirl on a horse. I continued to toy with my body, popping his finger into my mouth and I sucked on it when he did, and I surrendered my will to him as I began to swirl with his cock deep inside me.
In this position, I was in complete control. I managed to bounce on top of him with a regular rhythm, even when he was getting giddy and would begin thrusting his way up into me. It didn’t take long for me to begin feeling a heavy ball in my gut and between my legs. My whole body was beginning to shudder and my eyes rolled as I struggled with the sensation of pure bliss surging through my body.
“F-fuck… I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” I began to moan out.
“Come on then. I want you to cum,” he told me as he pinched my nipples.
He didn’t need to tell me twice. As soon as I heard those words, I let go. My juices flowed and I got him all wet. My orgasm took over every inch of my body and I couldn’t help but suddenly feel so tired afterward.
It turned out he was waiting for me to go limp and weak with exhaustion. As soon as he felt my body collapse from the sheer power of my release he pushed me off and lay me, belly down, on the ground. With his strong hands he grabbed my hips and raised my ass high but he pushed my face deeper down onto the wet grass.
“Face down, ass up,” he told me as he gave my ass cheeks a soft pat.
“Fuck me,” I begged him. I even wiggled my ass to entice him. I heard him chuckle in joy and he gave me one last smack on the ass before he plunged his cock once more deep into my pussy, but now from behind, doggystyle.
“Ah, ah, ah!” I began to moan out in short bursts, like a dog barking and yapping. I truly was a bitch now, I guessed.
But then his thrusts became more jerky, a little more violent and sudden. I felt him drive his cock into me like a jackhammer that was on full throttle – as soon as he did I felt all my remaining strength drain from me.
I just lay there, drooling and moaning as he fucked my brains out. It didn’t even occur to me until later on that he had spilled all his hot seed deep in me. I was so full of his cum that it oozed out and dripped down the side of my legs.
When he was spent he grabbed me by the hair and emptied the last few drops in my mouth. I swallowed and looked up at him with a sense of euphoria flooding my senses. I was just happy to have had this moment with him.
After that, we spent a few minutes cuddled there, underneath the stars and the moon, until our drunken stupor had worn off. I was suffering from a mild headache and Damon complained of a light hang over but he managed to drive me home anyway.
I didn’t crash down on the living room floor of my apartment. I simply stood by the front door and watched with a smile as he drove off into the distance. I knew I might never see him again. I knew we might never get together. We were done with college and it was time to move on with life and our careers. He was going to be this big, successful businessman and NFL player. I was going to be moping around here hoping my degree would get me a job.
Five minutes passed after he drove away and I was finally beginning to feel sleepy beyond control. With a hopeful spark, I gazed out into the horizon one last time and sent a flying kiss out, hoping my love and affection for him would somehow reach him.
Sure that he wouldn’t return, I shut the door and plopped down on the couch to sleep. It wasn’t until the next day that I forgot to ask for his number or any other means to contact him. Fuck it – I could just search for a way online.
As I laid down my mind started to fill with worries. How many times did he cum in me? Do I need to take contraceptives or something? I pondered about getting some pills but then I recalled I just had my period a few days ago.
I counted the days. One of my classmates did say that the safest time for sex was the first week before and after menstruation so I guess I was safe.
There was no way I’d get pregnant… right? Satisfied that I was unlikely to get pregnant I tossed my phone down to the floor and dozed off to sleep.
1
Damon
5 years later
Mercury Wild was always the best place to hang out after a good NFL season. Ever since Trevor got this place up and working – big thanks to his wife, Jasmine – the boys and I have always preferred this over any other bar and club in town. Good food, good ambiance, sexy girls and the type of customers here was amicable. Most of the patrons here were celebrities and the upper-class folk.
Tonight, however, I just wanted to relax and Trevor Wild definitely made that desire come true. As soon as I arrived, he had this big banner hung up with the words “Fourth Super Bowl MVP” sprawled on it. There were tons of hot girls, free drinks and good music to party to.
Of course, I spent the first hour going around chit-chatting and signing autographs with everyone around. It wasn’t until Preston and his wife, Lyla, arrived that I got to settle in and relax.
“Hey dude,” I greeted as I shook Preston’s hand. I smiled at his wife and took a moment to marvel at just how gorgeous she was. When we first met I thought she was a model or something. It was a bit of a shock to find out sh
e was a full-fledged registered nurse.
We sat down and Trevor came by real quick to bring us our drinks. He didn’t get to sit with us though as he had a lot of customers to attend to.
“So, are you going to Jackson’s engagement party?” Preston asked as soon as we got a little more comfortable and a tad bit tipsy.
My eyebrows perked up and I addressed the question, “Maybe. He sent me a text message asking me to be his Best Man but he needs to plan the wedding first. I’m really considering it too, since I only have a few months off before training for the next NFL season begins.”
Lyla smiled and patted my hand, “Do it, come on! You know you’ll have fun. Besides, Emilia might be there too.”
I chuckled at that remark. These people really wouldn’t let go of the fact that I had sex with Emilia five years ago. I mean, come on! I’ve had so many women since then.
“I bet she’s already forgotten all about me,” I told them. “It’s been so long.”
Lyla wagged her finger, “A girl never forgets a high school or college crush. You can trust me on that one. You were her dream come true. How could she ever forget someone like that?”
Preston laughed and hugged his wife, “You should listen to her. She’s an expert on women – she is one, after all!”
“You two bastards,” I joked as I chugged down on my beer. “Okay, okay, I’ll go. When is the engagement party? I have to double-check the schedule Jackson sent me.”
Preston flipped out his phone and checked his calendar, “It’s… next Friday. You’re sure you’re coming, right, because I’m going. Daxter and Marcus are coming too. Trevor will be there too – I think they’re the ones sponsoring the party, as a matter of fact.”
