Tommy Boy: A Panty Whisperer Prequel

by Sloane Howell

  She grinds faster against my dick, creating enough friction that I might blow any second.

  “The target is smaller than two meters, you sure you can hit it?”

  “Oh, I can hit it.”

  I flip her onto her back because there is no way I’m waiting for her to take those shorts off over her boots. There’s also no way I’m waiting for her to take the boots off.

  She lands on the bed and I pull her shorts down to her knees. I stare down at her bare pussy and my balls tense at the sight of it.

  She moans and reaches back to dig her nails into the comforter. “God, I want you so bad.”

  I put her legs against one of my shoulders, angling her slightly so that I can get access. Her shorts are wrapped tight around her ankles, holding her legs together. I press the tip of my cock to her entrance and feel how hot and wet she is for me, so much so that I’ll probably glide right into her with little effort. I brace myself and ready my mind to lock the feeling into my memory.

  I stroke the head of my cock along her clit a couple of times and she squirms. Her pussy drips all over the tip and I close my eyes, waiting to experience every detail of her when I shove inside. Plus, teasing her is kind of an added bonus.

  “Are you going to stick it in me or what?”

  “Of course I am. I’m caught in a tractor beam. There’s no going back now.”

  I push into her slowly, taking in every sensation as the head of my cock dips into her. She tightens around me as I inch inside.

  “Oh God.” She reaches down and pulls her shirt up over her perfect tits. Her nipples are tight and hard.

  I hug her legs tighter to me for leverage and push the rest of the way in, until we’re as close to one another as two people can be.

  Her pussy is hot and snug on my cock and her walls constrict tighter around me. The angle she’s at allows me to hit all her spots and she writhes underneath me.

  “You feel so fucking good.”

  Her eyes open and I stare back at them. I’m in love, there’s no doubt in my mind. There never has been. I’m a realist, always believing it was just feelings and chemicals releasing when people said they fell in love instantly.

  I’m a believer now. There’s nothing scientific about it. I can’t prove it, I just fucking know it. She’s everything to me.

  I back out to only the tip and then shove into her again, hard. I grunt and she moans, still looking me dead in the eye.

  A tingling builds in my balls with each thrust into her and my load starts to creep into the head of my dick.

  I speed up, using my grip on her legs to yank her back into me as I thrust into her. My cock pistons in and out of her tight cunt drawing her wetness from the depths of her. Her intermittent moans turn into one long one. Her voice starts to vibrate as I fuck an orgasm out of her.

  “Shit!” Her eyes widen, and then she clamps down on my cock.

  I can’t take it much longer as she convulses against me. The head of my dick is about to fucking explode and I squeeze it back with everything I have. “Where do you want it?”

  Her eyes roll back into her head as I pound into her. “In me. Come in me.”

  Jesus Christ!

  Under normal circumstances I would never agree to that. But in the moment, when the love of your life you’ve known for all of a month tells you to come inside of her, that’s all your body wants to do.

  I shove into her as hard and as deep as possible.

  “Fuck!” she whisper-screams.

  I grunt and unload deep inside her, my cock erupting with hot spurts of come in her tight pussy.

  “Mmm.” Her eyelids flutter as I mark her as mine, lashing the depths of her with everything I’ve got.

  Fuzzy stars are everywhere and I’m lightheaded as fuck, caught in a daze. It was by far the best two minutes of my life. I finally regain my senses and blink a couple times at CC. “Your pussy is better than Star Wars.” It’s the best line I’ve got.

  She giggles.

  I back my cock out of her and lean down to kiss her.

  I raise back up and stare at her beautiful, ‘freshly fucked’ face.

  She gazes back at me with big doe eyes, still appearing to recover from the big O Tommy Junior just gave her. “That’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me.”

  I collapse on top of her and we both die laughing.

  Chapter Six

  JOEL WALKS INTO the living room tugging his Jansport backpack at his side. “What up?”

  “Not much. Waiting for CC to finish up at class.”

  Joel glares. “Bro, we’re supposed to kick it and play some fucking Xbox. What the hell?”

  Shit!

  I forgot all about hanging out with him and I told CC I was going to go down on her while humming the Imperial Death March. Why can’t I have it all? Why?

  “Let me call her.”

  “Dude, it’s okay if you want to go get laid. Trust me. I understand that need all too well.” He smirks.

  “Nah, it’s cool. I’ll call her. Just, go get a fucking snack or something.”

  “You don’t want me making whip-cracking noises where she can hear, do you?” The fucker stands there grinning his ass off.

  “You know me too well, babe.”

  “All right, sweetie.” He nods his head. “I’ll leave the room so you can kiss some ass. No problem.”

  I should blow Joel off to get laid is what I should do. He does it to me all the time. But, I hate doing that. When I make a promise to someone I like to follow through. I always expect Joel to do that because it’s what he does and he’s always up front about it.

  I snag the phone and dial up her number, praying she’s there.

  “Hello?”

  “Hey baby, it’s me.”

  “Ohh, baby? I like it, continue.”

  “Well, you may not like it too much after I tell you what I’m about to tell you.”

  I hear some rustling like she’s covering up the receiver.

  “Thomas, you promised me you were going to do the humming thing.”

  “I knoww! And there’s nothing more that I want to do than hum Vader’s theme music on your clit. Believe me.”

  She giggles into the phone. “There’s a but coming. Tread lightly, Sir.”

  I sigh. “I promised Joel I’d play Xbox with him and hang tonight. I’m sorry.”

  “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

  I can practically feel her tapping her foot on the ground.

  “I’m sorry.”

  Now I’m pretty sure she’s gritting her teeth. Yep, I know she is.

  “You’d rather play video games with the manwhore than go down on me?” She says it in a joking way.

  “That’s not what I said, woman!”

  Her voice turns to the disappointed tone. The tone that says she’s going to agree but secretly be mad at me about it. I’m no dummy. She’s going to utter the two words they always say, and it’s always a lie.

  “It’s fine.”

  “I’ll blow him off if you want me to.”

  She laughs. “You’re not blowing anyone off, but me!”

  “I umm, I will not blow Joel if that’s what you’re worried about. I promise. Scout’s honor.” I hold my hand up and do the Boy Scout sign for some odd reason.

  “You better not. I need your mouth on me right now! I’ve been daydreaming about it all day.”

  I bite my knuckles. Jesus. “Fuck around. You’re making me hard just thinking about it. Seriously. The sword is unsheathed.”

  “Well, at least he wants to see me. I guess I’ll just have to take care of my needs myself in the shower.”

  My dick is solid as a fucking rock. “You’re being so unfair to TJ right now.”

  “TJ?”

  “Tommy Junior! Do you not listen to any of the nicknames I give my dick? Dicknames, woman! You need to know them. There will be a test.”

  “Will there be testes?” She giggles.

  “Yes! Oral ones!”
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br />   “Not toniiight. Have fun with your buddy.” She hangs up.

  Fuck!

  I’m sabotaging my dick in the name of friendship. I’m going to regret this.

  ···

  Somehow, we end up not playing Xbox but go to the bar instead. Joel plops a pitcher of beer in front of us, eyeing the room.

  “Stop scanning for snatch.”

  “I’m not!” His eyes wander some more.

  This motherfucker. “Dude, I told CC we were playing Xbox. Not going to the bar.”

  “Relax, you told her you were hanging with me. It’s fine.”

  “I can’t fuck this up, bro. I don’t feel good about it. I need to call her and neither of us have a cell phone.”

  “I really do need one of those.” He taps his chin like he’s thinking the problem through. “It’ll take twenty minutes to go to the house and call. It’s okay. Truth be told, I just wanted to hang out and talk about stuff. I’m glad that you found a girl you like. I’m happy for you.”

  “Thanks, man. I really like—” I pause and stare at him. I always tell Joel everything. “I love her, man. The prophecy has come to pass.”

  Joel sets his beer down on the table and stares, but it’s really his mind at work. He looks away then back at me. “You sure?”

  I chuckle. “Yeah, I’m sure. I risked ridicule to say it.”

  “True, you did.” He nods for emphasis. “You did open yourself up to it. Pretty wide. You spread your legs out as far as they’d go.”

  “I haven’t told her.”

  “Probably a good thing.” He stops like he hadn’t meant to say it. “I didn’t mean it that way. I mean, take it slow with the reveal. You only get to tell her once.”

  He’s right. I should wait to tell her. It’ll be tough because I’m not a fan of hiding anything. The last thing I want to do is scare her off, though. I pour a glass of beer and take a sip.

  A couple of girls walk up to Joel and he gives me the eye and then turns back to them. “Sorry, I can’t hang out. I’m with my buddy. I’ll call you though.”

  They walk off with disappointment written all over their faces.

  “Told you I have self-control.”

  I clank my glass with his and do my best Doc Holliday voice. “I stand corrected. Joel, you’re an oak.”

  We spend the next thirty minutes having a conversation in nothing but Tombstone quotes.

  ···

  It’s about 10 p.m. when I finish up with Joel. We’re walking back to the house when I veer off and head over to CC’s place. “I need to go see her.”

  “All right, buddy. Have fun. I hope I didn’t get you in trouble.”

  “I’ll use my fingers to get out of it.” I grin.

  “Obi Wan has taught you well.”

  We fist bump and I head in her direction.

  She lives with a roommate off campus at an apartment complex a mile or two from the house Joel and I rent. It’s about a fifteen-minute walk that has my nerves wound tight like a spring by the time I get there.

  I knock on the door and hear some rustling on the other side.

  “Who is it?” CC asks.

  “Tommy.”

  I’m a little buzzed up, but her question sounded kind of hateful.

  I realize I’m not imagining things when she opens the door. “What do you want?”

  “Umm, to come in and see you?” Her shoulders are tense as fuck and she’s mean muggin’ me like she just watched Episode One for the first time.

  She moves out of the way so I can walk past her. “You strike out at the bar with your buddy or something?”

  I whip around to face her and stare at her with the blank look all guys do. The one where we know we fucked up, we know why we fucked up, and we hope the person we fucked up with didn’t hear about said fuck up. “Huh?”

  As usual, playing stupid gets me nowhere. It’s another thing I love about her. She’s so fucking smart.

  I can’t help but stare at how hot CC is in her short shorts and Harry Potter shirt that clings tight to her chest but is cut high enough to expose her belly button. Ten seconds ago I thought I was going to be humming John Williams’ scores between her legs and now I’ll be lucky if I get to stay the night judging by the way she’s glaring. Fuck me.

  “Imagine my surprise when Bridget called earlier. She said her friend spotted you with the hot-as-fuck-guy at the bar. When you said you were going to be playing Xbox.”

  “I’m sorry about that, okay? I was going to explain when I got here.”

  She’s got her hands on her hips staring me down, and then exhales a large breath. “Look at what you’re doing to me, Thomas.” She starts pacing back and forth, thinking through the situation.

  She’s super cute when she’s upset, but I don’t want to rock the boat.

  She’s still glaring at me. “I’m not a jealous person, okay? Why am I like this with you?”

  That’s my opportunity. I walk up and rest my hands on her soft, curvy hips. “Because you like me.”

  She shakes her head. “You make me crazy. I’m not a crazy person.”

  “Nothing happened and I felt awful about it. I wanted to call but I didn’t have any way to get hold of you.”

  She stares at me some more and I don’t want to make her do anything that makes her feel clingier than she already feels. “I should’ve called. I’m sorry. I should’ve found a way.”

  CC is about to speak when I put a finger over her lips.

  “Nothing happened. Okay? Two girls came up and Joel sent them away in a hurry. That was it.”

  “How do you always know what crazy ass psycho things I’m about to ask?”

  “Because I like you. A lot.”

  “Oh you do?” My hands are still on her waist and she relaxes when I give them a slight squeeze.

  “Mmhmm.” I press my forehead against hers and move my hands up and frame her face in my palms.

  “I’m not usually like this. I swear.”

  “I know. And you are fucking gorgeous. You’re the only woman I want to be with. I swear on my life.”

  “Why do you like me so much?”

  “Because you can write code and let me hum Star Wars songs on your pussy.”

  She leans up in my ear. “You promise?”

  “Yeah, I promise. I like you that much.”

  “No, I mean that you’ll hum on me?”

  I chuckle. “Oh, I plan to deliver on that promise. Right fucking now.” I lift her by the ass and she locks her legs around my waist.

  “Just always be honest with me, okay?”

  “I will, always. I fucking promise, baby.” I pause and smile as I haul her back to her bedroom.

  “What is it?”

  “I’m going to make you come on my face and then I’m going to have ice cream after.”

  She cants her head slightly to the side. “Huh?”

  We make it to her bedroom and I collapse with her on the bed and shrug. “You said to always be honest. And I want ice cream after I lick your pussy.”

  Her thighs tighten around my hips. “I did. I did say that, didn’t I?” She grins.

  I brush my lips across her mouth and down her neck. “I’m going to put my mouth right here now, if you don’t mind.” I run my hand over her pussy and her hips surge against it.

  CC’s eyes close. “Mmm.”

  I pull her shirt up over her soft, ample tits and work my tongue in circles around each nipple. She coos and purrs with each stroke, no matter where it is. I can’t stop from staring up and watching every reaction on her face, knowing how good I make her feel. CC makes me want to learn everything about her—everything that makes her happy, and then spend my life trying to do those things.

  I move lower and kiss around her stomach. It’s silly after such a short time, but what if one day I’m resting the side of my face on this stomach and talking to my baby that’s inside? I could most definitely enjoy that. But not right now.

  I hook my fingers inside the
waist of her shorts and pull them down to the floor. She’s not wearing any panties so I get a perfect view of her little pink pussy. I want to just dive in and go to town, but part of me likes drawing her orgasms slowly out of her—teasing her. It’s all about getting a bigger payoff at the end.

  Once her shorts are off of her, I kiss down the inside of her leg from foot to inner thigh. I hover my lips just over her clit, so that she can feel my warm breath when I speak. “Is this what you want, babe?”

  She nods and I graze her clit with the tip of my tongue.

  “You want me to lick this pussy?”

  Her hands rake through my hair and the insides of her arms push her tits together in front of my eyes. Her back arches slightly and pushes them up in the air. It’s so fucking hot. I stick my tongue out and flick it across her opening a couple of times. Her legs tighten around my face and she squirms.

  “Holy shit.” Her nails dig into my scalp.

  I flatten my tongue and lick the entire length of her as I watch every muscle in her face tense and react. When I make it to her clit I start working it in circles with the tip of my tongue. Right when she starts to buck her hips against my mouth I slow down and trace a light circle all the way around the edge of her.

  “Bastard.” She grips my hair and tries to pull my mouth back to her pussy.

  I fight against her hold and tease her with my tongue some more.

  “Please, Thomas. I need your fucking mouth on me.”

  “Say it again. Say my name.”

  “Please, Thomas.” Her voice is nearly a whimper.

  I move a hand up and spread her with two fingers. “You want me to make you come?”

  “Mmhmm.” She chews on her lip and tries to shove her hips forward again.

  I wrap my free arm around the outside of her thigh and pin her down to the bed with my forearm across her pelvis. “Not ‘til I say.” I laugh next to her warm, slick pussy.

  I lick her wetness from her a few times and she squirms under my hold.

  “Oh my God!”

  I take my two fingers that have her spread and slide them in to the hilt. I grip up and swirl the bundle of nerves deep inside of her. As expected, her hips rise against my arm and her clit lands right on my mouth. I suck it between my lips as hard as I can and stroke the tip of my tongue across it like a mad man.