He stared at my sex watching me pleasure myself, before taking over with his thumb, his palm stretched over my belly. He rubbed the tip of his cock at my entrance at the same time, stroking my clitoris and all the way down my slit smearing my juices around.
His eyes were shining with passion, and he drew my legs up bending them at the knees. He lifted me up onto his hips, and pulled my legs wider apart.
He positioned himself at my folds and began to rock into me. It was a little painful at first, but he very slowly inched inside of me, stretching me to fit.
It felt hot and tight as he thrust his cock inside me. “Oh. My. God. Oh. Shit. You’re so fucking tiny honey…so fucking tight,” he growled as he penetrated me inch by inch.
He pushed his way deeper, and stopped. “You okay?” I nodded, but it burned; he was much
bigger than Sam. With a small thrust it was getting a little less uncomfortable though.
“Relax, you need to relax Lily, you’re killing me in there,” he hissed and stilled again. I adjusted my hips. “Please stay still or I’ll come,” he groaned.
He held me still, waiting for both of us to adjust. Then he grunted and thrust deeper inside me again. “Oh. My. God,” he hissed. I don’t know what happened, but my body just seemed to relax and after another small thrust he was able to give a longer glide and was inside me to his root.
I moaned as he filled me. I flexed my vaginal muscles, squeezing him a little then relaxing. It caused him to make a guttural sound again.
Alfie’s breath was ragged with pure lust. The coolness of his breath mingled with the beads of sweat on my body as he pulled all the way back then thrust long and slow back into me to the hilt. I cried out, “Oh fuck,” inhaling sharply, and he gave me a low growl, “Fuck.”
He stopped and smiled, gazing intensely at me again and bringing his forehead to touch mine. His intimate movement turned me on even more. “Are you okay?” he whispered. I nodded.
“More than okay,” I said softly back at him, smiling.
He smiled back, kissing me as he thrust forward again. His movements were slow at first, but he began to alternate between thrusting into me rapidly before slowing to a more sensual languished pace. Each time I felt I was near the edge, he changed it up again, making me work for my release.
I held my breath as he took me close, building the pressure in me. I clung to his ass, trying to get him to continue this rhythm to get me off. “Yeah, just like that… just…please keep going!” Each time I felt I was progressing and only one or two thrusts from an explosive climax, he would stop, robbing me of reaching my peak.
The sensation he created in me sent tingles rippling through my body. My leg muscles fizzed and quivered as I sat on the brink of my orgasm.
He stirred me up like nothing I’d ever felt before. I whimpered, “Please. God. Please. Alfie. Don’t. Stop.” I pulled at his hips, and ground myself on him, chasing my orgasm. He chuckled, and I knew he was teasing me, pushing me to my limits.
He whispered, “You’re so fucking hot, this is incredible. I don’t want this to end.” I didn’t speak. I just lay there staring into his eyes, dazzled, as he fucked me.
I found him so sexy, and he wanted me. I almost lost my mind. I scratched his back, gripped his ass, and continued to grind myself on him. The sensation of his apa on my sweet spot inside was tantalizing me.
I was begging him, and screamed out loud, “Please Alfie, I need you to let me… I need to come.” He took me so near, so many times, my scalp crept with the almost orgasms. His stamina and sheer willpower to hold back was incredible.
He pulled out and flipped me over, penetrating me from behind, pulling my hair back, and scooping it into a ponytail. He tugged my head back so that my neck extended, and he crushed his mouth on mine.
“Please keep going… don’t stop, please,” I moaned into his mouth. I began to whimper, feeling beyond desperate.
Alfie curled over me. He moaned into my neck, whispering, “Shush, I’ll take care of you. Keep looking at me, I want to see you when you come.” He pulled back onto his knees, and started stroking his fingers down my back. His fingers curled and gripped my hips again, and he began thrusting into me. His pace was steady this time.
He was pulling me back onto him harder, grabbing my shoulders, pulling my whole body back, as he pounded his cock into me relentlessly, over and over.
I heard myself chanting, “I’m coming! I’m coming! Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop!” I was shameless, crying out, “Oh Fuck, Yes! Yes!” My insides tightened, squeezing his cock as I came around it. I shuddered as my stomach muscles contracted in waves. My orgasm washed over me. My knees gave way beneath me as I jerked and shook over and over and screamed his name.
He was still riding me hard and grunted as he cried out, “Oh! Fuck… Fuck…” for what seemed like an age, until I thought I was going to pass out with the pleasure.
Then I felt him freeze, and he began to pulsate inside me as he jerked and growled, thrusting a few more times before stopping. My whole body was limp, and I was drenched in sweat. He rocked me sideways, and we collapse onto the bed.
We lay there for a few minutes, both of us panting until our breathing steadied, and he pulled himself out. He rolled onto his back. “Fu…fuck. Wow.” His eyes were shining and looked really clear, and his hair was soaking wet. His hard body glistened with sweat.
His face settled into a huge wide grin. “Shit, I’m in trouble! What a fucking rush!” He pulled off the condom, tied a knot in it and aimed it at a small waste bin across the room near the dresser. He aced the shot.
CHAPTER 7: SECOND HELPINGS
I lay in silence, panting, licking my dry lips. I tried to get my head around what just happened. Alfie didn’t know just how inexperienced I was. “Your body is so fucking responsive, I knew it. It was as if your body was made for me. I just knew that sex between us would be so fan… fucking… tastic. ”
Still breathless, he turned his head to face me. “I love making you scream, Lily! You’re so fucking hot, honey.” I glanced down and noticed he was still semi hard and talking about what we had just done was making his cock twitch. When our breathing was normal and we’d recovered a little he lifted me up, carefully turning me around to straddle him.
He shuffled us to the edge of the bed, and pulled up a nearby chair. He threw a pillow on it and lowered my head and shoulders to rest on this. Alfie placed a hand under the crest of my ass cheeks to support me.
He snapped on another condom, rolling it expertly with one hand and positioned his now erect cock at my entrance again, putting both hands under my ass cheeks and squeezed them gently.
Alfie tilted me and bent his head, licking my entrance again. “Damn, you’re still soaking wet, and ready for me.” He kissed me hard and leaned back to take position and began to enter me again.
His apa rubbed the sweet spot on my anterior wall inside. I felt a bit raw and sore from our previous time, but watching him, watching me, turned me on so much I didn’t care.
I began to move my hips in time with him, and he squeezed my ass cheeks rhythmically, the look he was giving me intense. I was trying to keep him deep inside. He was teasing me; pulling all the way back, almost coming out of me each time.
His little finger stroked up and down my anus sensually, and I froze and shook my head. I didn’t feel comfortable with that. “Trust me,” he whispered. He didn’t do anything else with it, so I learned to trust him with it being there.
Alfie pulled out and looked at me. He dipped his fingers into my entrance and made them moist and slid one to my anus, and continued to let his finger slide smoothly over it. He teased me with this as he increased the sensation of his thrusts at the same time.
It actually felt incredible. His cock moved more freely inside me in this position, and he pulled my ass cheeks slightly apart. I felt more open for him giving him more room to plunge deeper.
Alfie felt me when I began to clench down on him as I neared
my climax. “Don’t come yet! Don’t come,” he begged me. My legs were trembling. I bit my lip and tried to do as he asked, but my eyes silently pleaded with him.
I tried to concentrate on his abdominal muscles flexing on his belly as he rocked deep inside me. Using that as a distraction was futile, it just increased my arousal.
“I can’t…” I whimpered.
Alfie stared into my eyes. “Hold it, Lily. I want to come with you.”
The concentration pulled his face into an agonizing expression. My head was swimming as I tried to hold the flood of ecstasy back. He pounded into me so ferociously again and again, and I tried desperately to hold on. My fingers were digging into the chair fabric. “I can’t…”
My legs began to quiver with my impending climax that I was losing control over, when I heard Alfie say, “Let it go Lily.”
I didn’t need him to repeat it. Suddenly I was screaming his name again. We were both shuddering and bucking at the same time, pure bliss in his eyes that didn’t close. His abs contracted and relaxed as his orgasm tore through him.
His smile was so beautiful with his amazing dimple. It made me feel weak watching him as he gazed back at me with his sexy just fucked hair. He looked perfect.
I kept trying to rock him, and he bit his bottom lip as I milked the last drop of come from him. He fell backwards, and pulled out of me in one fell sweep, and I fell on my ass.
“Ouch!”
Alfie raised his head, one eye peering over at me, the other closed, and chuckled sheepishly, before collapsing back on the bed. “Sorry…did the earth move for you too, honey?” he said playfully. He stretched his arms lazily above his head and let out a deep sigh that sounded like contentment. I pulled myself up off the floor.
I smacked his thigh for letting me fall. His eyes widened playfully. “Oh kinky! I love it! But I’m a little tired right now honey, can we do that another time?” He grinned wickedly at me and closed his eyes again. I loved his funny, playful side; it only made him cuter.
I stood up a little shakily and padded over to his bathroom. My hips, legs, and lady parts ached. Alfie was lying there, his cock all shrunken, and his condom still in place. It looked like an old sock hanging off him.
I smirked at how this hot guy could make himself look so ridiculous in a split second. I was tempted to get my camera out, but I’d have hated if he’d done that to me.
As I closed the bathroom door, I heard him say, “Damn it! I’m in trouble.” In a softer tone he said, “Shit… pity I can’t love you, Lily.”
I fixed myself up quickly, snagging a quick shower for myself and leaned against the tile as the water sprayed down on me. I felt a slight pang of hurt, unsure what he meant by his last comment, and I tried not to overthink things.
Wrapping myself with a small towel, I cracked open the bathroom door to see Alfie sound asleep. He had passed out. His breathing was slow, and he lay flat out in the same position I had left him in, minus the condom.
I didn’t disturb him, but leaned over and switched the nightstand lamp off, before letting myself out.
By the time I arrived home, I was too tired to think about what I had done and fell into bed. When I woke up it was still dark. Turning on the nightstand light, I went to pee and caught sight of my naked form in front of the floor length mirror. I didn’t look any different considering what I’d done earlier.
My inexperience in the bedroom had me doubting whether Alfie would want to do that with me again. He may not want to continue with our arrangement. I mean I just kind of laid there.
It was clear he’d had a lot of sex in the past from the way he teased my body. Even with my novice status, I could appreciate how much control it took for him to hold back with me like that.
Maybe I wouldn’t be enough for him, and he’d move on to someone with more experience before giving me the chance to learn how to please him properly. From my perspective, he more than lived up to my expectations. The sexual chemistry and tension between us was almost tangible.
His strong sexy body, talented mouth, and magical hands had taken me to a place I never imagined existed when I thought of sex. I really wanted to repeat the experience with him. I just hoped he felt the same way.
I turned away from the mirror and turned the bath faucet on filling my bath tub. The sensitive flesh between my legs ached, and I wanted to soothe it. I sat nursing the sore ache, and it worked. After a while I didn’t notice it anymore, until I rose to get out again.
It was a pleasant soreness though, that reminded me of the fabulous feelings Alfie had stirred in me. I poured some rose scented bodywash onto a sponge and enjoyed the silky feeling on my skin as I washed myself.
It was so comforting and pleasant, the smell reminded me of home, and I made a mental note to call my parents this afternoon.
As I lathered myself, I was thinking back to the things we had done last night. I rinsed out the sponge and filled it with water, squeezing it over my breasts. I watched as the water cascaded over the foam, washing it down and off my body.
I definitely wanted to see him again. I wasn’t that confident he would want to see me though. I didn’t feel I knew enough to keep his attention. I wasn’t sure if his comment about not being able to love me was meant for my ears or something he had said to himself, and I had no idea what he had meant.
I stepped out of the tub and enveloped myself in a huge fluffy white towel as I made my way back to my bedroom. I grabbed my cell from my purse and remembered I needed to charge it for tomorrow. I bent down under my desk to find the charger.
As I plugged the cell into the charger, I noticed there was a text from Alfie. My mouth was dry, and I was kind of reluctant to open it, afraid of being rejected by him.
SEXPERT: Pink Lady, I am writing to confirm that your recent application for the position of fuck buddy has been successful. Terms and conditions as negotiated prior to start date. I look forward to having you… and your assets on board.
My mouth stretched into a slow smile as I read it and started to text a reply.
Pink Lady: I am writing to confirm my acceptance of said post, to which you refer. I am happy to bring my assets to support your more… hidden talents. Together I am confident that we will utilize these to their full potential. I look forward meeting the challenge of a demanding work schedule and hope to fulfill your requirements leading to many satisfactory outcomes in the future.
I hit the send button and held the phone to my chest, closing my eyes. Within a few seconds I heard another text arrive.
SEXPERT: Are you awake?
Pink Lady: No multi-talented, I always text in my sleep! :/
SEXPERT: LMAO, want to play? Can I come over?
Pink Lady: Nope, my roommates are sleeping. *wagging finger and shaking head*
SEXPERT: Sad face.
Pink Lady: Really? You were , when I left.
SEXPERT: but you left!, I might not have been done.
Pink Lady: Oh, believe me, from what I saw :snoring face, you were most definitely done :smug face
SEXPERT: I’m a quick recoverer! :raised eyebrow face.
Pink Lady : I don’t believe ‘recoverer’ is even a word, besides short of CPR you weren’t recoverable from the angle I was observing you from :angel face.
SEXPERT: Oh, you like to watch? :smug face, :ninja face. *Checks out Alfie junior, looks back up and smiles* but I have now and would like a rematch :flirty face.
Pink Lady: So this is a competition now? :confused face.
SEXPERT: If that’s what it takes to get you back in my bed…hell, yes.
I was chuckling when I hit the call button. “Ah, I won”, he gloated when he answered. “You called me. You have to come back here now.” I thought he was kidding me.
“I’m not ringing because I want to come back.” I blushed and was glad he couldn’t see me.
Alfie screamed, and pretended to cough. “That arrow just went right through my heart! You slay me, girl.” He chuckled. “Would no
w be the right time to tell you I don’t handle rejection well?”
I giggled again at his fun side. Damn, he’s too cute! “It’s six in the morning, Alfie,” I said finding it incredulous that he was serious.
“Your point being what? You know how to tell the time? You’re not a morning person?” he teased with a smile in his voice. “But you’re up anyway, so… you might as well… you know…” He chuckled again then sounded pathetic. “Pleeeease?”
I sighed. “I have to start college today Alfie.”
He gave me an exaggerated sigh back, mocking me. “Well, what better way to start than being mellow after some good sex? You won’t be nervous and everyone will remember you as the cool English girl on the first day.” I could hear the smile in his voice as a grin must have been teasing his lips.
“Are you always this good at arguing your point?” I smiled.
“Only if it leads to orgasms and primal sex,” he answered in a mock seductive voice. He was too sexy to resist.
“Will you make me breakfast if I come?” I asked innocently.
“No, honey, I’ll make you breakfast because you’re here. There’s no pressure to come, but I’ll make you come anyway, several times if you’re a good girl. See you in thirty.” He ended the call before I could reply.
I left the condo a little after six and drove back to his place. It wasn’t far from the college, and I told myself we wouldn’t be having sex again. Besides, I thought I might be able to get to know him a little better.
Alfie was beyond hot though. His voice melted me, and his body rocked me. Even when he stroked my cheek last night I had feelings no one has ever given me in my life before.
I’d heard something about certain people having ‘the touch,’ a connection between two people, but I thought that it was a myth until it happened to me with him.
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