The Perfect Holiday

by Mia Ford

  A hot sensation struck me in the lower belly, almost like something warm and powerful was gripping the whole lower half of my body. Gasping for air, I moaned loudly as an orgasm crashed over my body. The waves of pleasure kept coming, just like Alex’s fingertip flicking against my clit. I couldn’t control myself – my whole body thrashed and shook as my orgasm ripped me apart.

  “God!” I moaned. “Alex!”

  When it was over, I was shaking and sweating. I gently pushed Alex’s hands away and sat up, panting for air. He caught my eye and smirked.

  “That was just a start,” Alex said. He winked at me and I flushed like a schoolgirl. “Did you like it?”

  I nodded. “Yes,” I said softly.

  “Well, get ready,” Alex said. His cock was still rock hard and I shuddered. “Because there’s another lesson today, too.”

  I reached for him, wanting to pull him on top of me. Even though I was still shaking from my intense orgasm, I wanted him. I knew he could make me come again – even more powerfully with his cock inside of me.

  “Not yet,” Alex said. He smirked. “Get down on your knees.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Alex

  Molly knelt on the ground before me, wincing briefly as her knees made contact with the carpeting. I stared at her for a few seconds before darting into the bathroom and grabbing a towel.

  When I returned I handed the folded towel to Molly.

  “Here,” I said. “Put this under your knees.”

  Molly nodded. She awkwardly rolled to the side, adjusting the towel underneath of her body. Afterwards, I was satisfied to see that she looked much more comfortable.

  “Better?”

  Molly nodded again. I stepped closer and rested my hand on her sweaty brown hair.

  “What I’m going to show you is very important for pleasing a man,” I said, stepping closer. My cock bobbed in front of me, eager to be inside Molly’s warm pink mouth. “And you do want to please me, right?”

  “Yes,” Molly said. A domineering thrill ran through my body. I’d never been this bossy with women before, and something about it was really turning me on. I loved how naturally submissive Molly was – anything I told her to do, she did right away without complaint. And I loved how she blushed every time I said her name! It was like an instant ego boost, something that really made me feel like a man.

  “You’re going to learn all about sucking my cock,” I said, raising an eyebrow and looking down at Molly. She looked up at me expectantly. Another thrill of excitement and lust shot through me. My balls were aching, begging to be fondled and cradled and sucked.

  “Now, open your mouth. Lick your lips and wrap them around your teeth.”

  Molly licked her lips. I watched as her pink tongue moistened her even pinker lips. She blushed again when she caught me watching her but I only smirked. She’s a natural, I thought, looking down at her tits. She leaned forward and I was struck by the sudden temptation to get down on the floor and fuck her senseless. But I knew she still had a lot of learning to do…and it had been a long time since I’d come from a blowjob.

  “I’m going to put my cock in your mouth,” I said. Stepping forward, I pushed my cock into Molly’s waiting mouth. “Swirl your tongue around the head and suck. Keep licking and sucking – and if I like something, you better goddamned well keep doing it.”

  I groaned in ecstasy as Molly began licking and sucking my erect member. I tangled my fingers in her soft hair and yanked at her scalp as she sucked me, and soon I was pushing my hips forward, fucking her warm, wet mouth. I closed my eyes as pleasure raced through my body.

  “You’re good for a beginner,” I groaned. “Breathe through your nose so you don’t choke, because men really like it when you can deepthroat them.”

  Molly murmured. It felt delicious on my cock and I grunted with pleasure, shoving my cock further into her mouth.

  “Put your hand around the base and stroke. Use your other hand to massage my balls, very gently.”

  Molly did as I asked. It took my insane pleasure to a whole new level and I closed my eyes, fucking her mouth. It felt almost as good as her sweet pussy, and I loved being practically still while she pleasured me. When I felt Molly’s fingers cupping my balls, I arched my back and groaned loudly.

  “Take my cock out of your mouth but don’t stop licking and kissing it,” I said, struggling to speak anything other than nonsense. “And lick my balls. Suck them, take them into your mouth and massage them with your tongue.”

  Molly didn’t hesitate. For a jarring moment, she took the head of my cock out of her mouth and moved her mouth down the shaft, sucking in a way that made me feel heavenly. She tentatively licked my balls, then looked up at me.

  “Suck them,” I said. “It’s very pleasurable, Molly. Men enjoy this very much.”

  Molly blushed crimson red, then took one of my balls in her mouth and began gently sucking. She ran her tongue along the sensitive seam and I groaned, gripping her hair so tightly she cried out in pain. Molly didn’t stop sucking. She massaged my balls with her tongue, filling my body with ecstasy.

  “Go back to my cock,” I ordered. “I’m getting very close. You’re doing very well.”

  Molly nodded. She opened her mouth again and gently blew hot air on my damp cock before beginning to suck once again. It felt so good that my knees felt weak and unsteady, and I groaned loudly with pleasure as she bobbed her head up and down on my manhood. God, she’s incredible, I thought. I’ve never been blown like this before!

  “You’re doing very well,” I grunted, tilting my head back and breathing in deeply. Molly sucked and sucked, increasing her pace as I began fucking her sweet mouth harder than ever. Soon, I could tell that I was about to come.

  “I’m going to come, and I want you to swallow it all, then lick my clean,” I groaned, still struggling to speak. An orgasm hit me like a freight truck and I moaned loudly as my cock began to gush cum into Molly’s waiting mouth. Obediently, she swallowed, then took her mouth away and stuck out her tongue, licking me clean just as I’d asked. The wonderful feeling of pleasure was still coursing through my veins like molten lava.

  “That was good,” I said weakly, sitting down on the bed. Molly climbed to her feet, rubbing her red knees and wincing.

  “I’m glad,” Molly said softly. “I’ve never done that before.”

  I snorted. “No shit,” I said. Molly looked offended and I rolled my eyes. “Not that I could tell,” I said. “You were very good.”

  Molly blushed hotly. Her chest was still heaving and the scent of her pussy musk still hung fragrant in the air. I inhaled deeply, wishing I had the stamina to get hard again and fuck her senseless.

  “Get dressed,” I said.

  Molly pulled her sundress back on and disappeared in the bathroom. I was tempted to stand outside and listen, but instead I wiped my cock off with a tissue and pulled on clean boxers, jeans, and a t-shirt that clung tightly to my rock-hard abs.

  When she emerged, I noticed she looked uncomfortable.

  “What’s wrong?”

  Molly blushed. “Nothing,” she said. “It’s just…” She trailed off, anxiously biting her lip in a way that made me want to kiss her.

  “Spit it out,” I said, raising an eyebrow. “We’ve fucked, you can talk to me.”

  Molly’s blush deepened and spread to the roots of her brown hair. “Nothing, really, it’s stupid,” she said. “It’s just…I don’t know. Can we go on a date?”

  “What?”

  “A date,” Molly repeated. She sounded miserable and embarrassed. “Like, out in public?”

  I smirked. “Why, you want me to get arrested for indecent exposure?”

  Molly’s face fell. “Forget it, it was stupid, I told you,” she said, obviously flustered. “I’m gonna go.”

  I grabbed her hand. For a moment, she pulled against me but after a second, she slowly turned back to face me.

  “No, don’t leave,” I said. “I was just gi
ving you a hard time. What do you want to do?”

  Molly shrugged helplessly. “I don’t know,” she said. “I’ve only been on one date…and he was gay,” she added, eyeing me. “We got coffee. But I don’t really like coffee.”

  I grinned. “Okay,” I said. “I think I know where we should go.”

  Molly gave me a skeptical look. “Where are you taking me?”

  I winked at her and she blushed. “It’s a surprise,” I said. “Come on, get your purse.”

  Molly obediently followed me outside into the hallway of my apartment complex. Just as I was locking the door from the outside, Hannah turned the corner. She was wearing a pink bikini, and when she saw me, she stopped dead in her tracks. Then she burst out laughing.

  “Oh my god,” Hannah said. “I can’t believe this.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Whatever,” I said. “We’re leaving. Come on, Molly.”

  Hannah’s eyes went wide. “Alex, you can’t be serious. Her? Really?”

  Molly gave me a confused look. “Alex, what’s going on?”

  “Molly, come on. Let’s go,” I said firmly.

  “It all makes sense now!” Hannah yelled, still laughing. “I can’t believe it, you only like fat girls!”

  “Alex,” Molly said sharply. She was crimson red in the face and she looked close to crying. “Who is that?”

  “A dumb bitch,” I said. Reaching for Molly’s hand, I pulled her towards the parking lot. As soon as we got into my car, Molly looked at me and lowered her eyes.

  “Alex, who was that? Really?”

  “Like I said, a dumb bitch,” I said. “I met her the other day when I was getting my mail. She tried to come onto me.” Obviously, I wasn’t going to tell Molly that I’d asked her out.

  “She’s gorgeous,” Molly said. She frowned. “Why didn’t you want to go out with her?”

  I shrugged. “I don’t know,” I said irritably. “I just didn’t. What’s your problem? Why are you freaking out over this?”

  “I don’t know,” Molly said softly. She sniffled and looked out the window.

  “Look, don’t be upset, she was rude,” I said. “I should’ve bragged about how good you blew me.”

  Molly gasped, looking mortified. “Oh my god, Alex! You can’t do that!”

  I smirked. “Well, it’s true,” I said. “That was the best blowjob I’ve ever had.”

  Molly’s red blush faded to pink, and the corners of her lips curled into a faint smile. “Thanks,” she said quietly. I could barely hear her over the roar of the engine.

  “I should be thanking you,” I said with a smirk. Inside my boxers, my cock began to twitch and jerk. Again? I thought irritably. God, I just came ten minutes ago!

  Ten minutes later, we pulled up in front of our destination. “Come on,” I said. “Just a little walk.”

  Molly nodded, looking intrigued. “You brought me to the mall? Are we going shopping?”

  “Nope.”

  “Then what are we doing?”

  I sighed. “I told you, it’s a surprise.”

  Molly followed close behind as I led her through the mall. When we got to the food court, I pointed to the Baskin Robbins.

  “Ice cream?” Molly narrowed her eyes. “Really?”

  I smirked. “What, you don’t like it?”

  “No, I love ice cream,” Molly said slowly, biting her lip. “But why?”

  I shrugged. “I dunno. I was craving a milkshake.” I smirked and glanced down at Molly’s crotch through her sundress. “I mean, your milkshake is always good…but I need a little time to recharge before I can fuck you again,” I said, raising an eyebrow.

  Molly blushed beet red. “Okay,” she said, swallowing nervously.

  As we walked to the ice cream counter, I couldn’t figure out what I was doing. Did I like this girl? Genuinely like her?

  It was odd, I’d never actually had feelings for a chick before. I’d liked a lot of them, sure, but it didn’t matter when we stopped seeing each other. I never missed them. I never thought about a specific woman when we weren’t together.

  And yet, Molly was on my mind…all the goddamned time. What was going on here?

  We got ice cream – a mint chip milkshake for me, banana split sundae for Molly – and sat down at one of the tables, listening to the din of children shrieking and screaming their way through the mall.

  “Thanks,” Molly said. “This is nice.” She nodded and smiled before taking a generous bite of her dessert. “Sorry if I made you uncomfortable.” She sighed. “I just…I don’t know why you’re with me, when you could be with someone like that girl from your apartment.”

  I shrugged. “Don’t worry about it,” I said.

  I could never tell her that I was starting to think about her a lot. This was just sex – I was sure she knew as well as I did that we could never actually have a relationship.

  But then why couldn’t I get her off my goddamned mind?

  Chapter Twelve

  Molly

  When Alex dropped me back off at home, I felt practically giddy. I couldn’t believe we’d gone on an actual date. I couldn’t stop thinking about him – what was I doing? Why couldn’t I stay away from him?

  In all likelihood, I knew that I was speeding faster than ever towards a heartbreak.

  I let myself inside. Closing my eyes, I dipped my head and twirled in a slow circle. My thighs were still slick and slippery with my own arousal, and I felt sensual and different, somehow more powerful.

  Rebecca was right, I thought. Who would have possibly known that I just needed sex to feel confident for the first time?

  “Mol? Is that you?”

  “Yeah,” I called back. “I just got home.”

  Rebecca came into the living room with her hands on her hips. “You were gone for a long time,” she said.

  “Yeah.” I flushed, feeling guilty. “I was with Alex.”

  Rebecca rolled her eyes. “I know,” she said. “I gave you his number, remember?”

  I nodded. “Sorry,” I said. I swallowed. The tension between us was as thick as my thighs. “I don’t want this to be awkward for you.”

  “Because you’re sleeping with my brother?” Rebecca shrugged. “It’s fine.”

  That stung a little bit. “It was your idea in the first place,” I said, still determined not to let Rebecca know how long I’d lusted over Alex.

  “Well, yeah, but I didn’t think you’d hook up more than once,” Rebecca said sourly.

  I didn’t reply. Biting my lip, I looked down at the ground.

  “I’m going to take a shower, and then go to campus for a while,” I said. “I have a lot of work to catch up on.”

  Rebecca nodded. “Okay. Will you be home for dinner?”

  “Yeah, what are you making?”

  “Do tacos sound good?”

  “Yeah,” I said. My stomach rumbled. I was still full from the ice cream, but something about eating massive amounts of sugar at once always made me hungrier than usual.

  Rebecca looked relaxed for the first time since I’d gotten home. “Okay,” she said. “Oh, and could you check my mailbox? I’m expecting something for a class, some dumb book for a group project.”