She gasps. “Fuck, Thomas! Oh my God!”
I piston my fingers in and out of her and work her clit as fast as humanly possible with my tongue, shaking my head back and forth as her inner thighs squeeze tight around my face. She’s on the brink and I slide my pinky up around the tight ridges of her asshole, teasing around the rim.
“Shit. Shit. Oh—”
It’s the pause. The moment when her orgasm crests and she can’t speak, can’t think. My mouth is latched onto her clit and she releases on my face. Her legs stiffen and her toes curl. She tries to push my mouth off of her but I bear down with my forearm, keeping her pinned to the bed as I suck every ounce of energy in her through that one little spot on her body.
She convulses and bucks against my hold, my head moving up and down on her with each thrust, my mouth refusing to break contact. When she finally relaxes and comes back down from the clouds I hum the Imperial Death March on her clit and a grin spreads across her face. My chin is covered in her wetness and I slip my fingers out of her. I move my face from between her legs up her stomach, exhaling warm breath over her along the way, kissing every inch of exposed skin.
Her breasts rise and fall as she pants for air.
“Jesus, how did you do that?”
I shrug and lick one of her tight, hard nipples just to watch a shiver ripple through her torso. Tiny pebbles surface all over her tits and the back of her arms.
“So sensitive.” I smirk.
“Yeah, a fucking orgasm like that does that to a girl.” She grins.
She starts to grind her hips against my hard cock over my pants once I’m leaned over her. I reach down and hold her legs still, my fingers digging into her soft flesh.
I shake my head in front of hers. “Not tonight. Tonight is all about you, babe.”
“Well, I’m pretty fucking spent after that. Jesus. But I will take as many of those as you can dish out when we wake up.”
I brush some sweaty strands of hair from her face. “You got it, baby.”
I take off my shirt and cuddle up next to her in the bed. Some people say spooning is lame. I say it’s the best thing ever, if your arm is around the right girl.
Chapter Seven
I WAKE UP with morning wood from hell. Groaning, I curse myself for not sticking it inside CC’s pussy the night before. My balls ache for release and I think about how good it would feel to have her warm, snug walls squeezing around TJ first thing in the morning.
“What are we going to do with this?”
I open my eyes slowly. Her voice comes from between my legs. I glance down and she grips my shaft around my boxers and licks my cock through the thin fabric all the way to the head. My head falls back to the pillow at the feeling of her soft tongue on the tip of my dick.
She pulls my underwear down and releases me like a spring-loaded weapon. The air hits my cock and it wobbles back and forth in front of her face. CC strokes me up and down, staring at me over the head of my dick, and then slaps it on her tongue and giggles. “Merry Christmas to me.”
I start to say something funny in reply but my mind turns to shit because she swallows about half of my cock.
“Fuckkk, woman!” I stare down at her big wide eyes while she sucks me up and down, slowly speeding up the tempo. Her mouth is hot and wet and my dick throbs against her soft tongue.
She frees me from her mouth and licks me long and slow from balls to tip. “You’re not the only one who knows how to tease.”
“You got that right.”
She ducks down and tongues my balls and I might just die happy.
“You’re playing dirty,” I say.
“I can be dirty for you. If that’s what you like, Thomas.” She starts humming the same song on my balls that I performed on her clit just a few hours ago. When she finishes she snakes her tongue around me, her eyes never leaving mine. “Do you want me to be dirty for you?”
Jesus Christ!
“God, why was that so fucking hot and feels so goddamn wonderful?”
“Because it’s Star Wars, duh! And because you’re a naughty fucking boy.” She stares into my eyes and I watch her lips wrap around the head of my cock again. She swirls her tongue around me and I reach down and run a hand through her hair.
“Are you wet?”
She nods and grins with my cock still lodged in her cheek.
I lean down and grab her under her arms, then yank her up so that her pussy is lined up with my dick. She lets out a half laugh, half squeal. I can feel the wet heat radiating from between her thighs as she grinds it against me.
“Fuck me and take me to breakfast, me lady.”
“Yes, Sir.” She grabs my shaft and lines me up then sits straight down on my cock, taking every inch of it. My body can’t process all the intense sensations. Her pussy fits so snug and perfect around my dick and she squeezes her walls around me so that I feel every detail of her. “Holy shit.”
My head crashes into the pillow. She grinds back and forth on me, putting all the right pressure on her clit with each stroke.
“Fuck, I’m about to come on your dick already.”
I hook an arm around her back and pull her to my chest. “Good,” I growl into her ear.
I rise up on the balls of my feet and start pounding my cock into her tight, hot cunt. She starts to moan and it fuels my hips faster.
“Shit!” She bites down on my shoulder. “That’s it, right there. Fuck your pussy, Thomas.”
My balls are ready to unleash when she calls it my pussy. I think I fall in love with her all over again. The sweet moments and hot moments of the short period of time we’ve been together all rush through my mind at once.
“Say it again. Whose pussy is this?”
“It’s yours. All of me, it’s yours.”
She presses her forehead to mine. “This pussy is yours.”
Mother of God.
I reach up and get a handful of her hair and pull her head back so that I can see her face. The smacking sounds of me slamming into her echo around the room and her headboard beats against the wall like a drumroll.
“Mmm, yes. Fuck.”
“You want it harder? You like getting fucked like a dirty girl?” I tighten my grip on her hair.
She moans and nods furiously. “Mmhmm.”
I smack her ass with my free hand and her eyes jolt open in surprise, and then they roll back a little when I speed my hips up.
“Don’t stop. Please, God, fuck,” she whispers.
I smack her ass again and she bites her lip. She coos and whimpers. “I love when you spank me.”
I smack her ass once more with both hands and dig my fingers into her plush ass hard enough to leave marks on her. I piston my cock into her as fast as I possibly can, grunting with each thrust. Morning dick really is the best dick for fucking. “Come on my cock, CC!”
“Fuck, Thomas.” She seizes up and clamps her pussy down on my dick, taking every inch of it so that she’s pressed up tight against my pelvis. She squeezes her hot, trembling cunt around me and her mouth drops open. Her legs start to quiver like she can’t control what’s happening with her body. “Ohh. Shit.”
“That’s it, come on my fucking cock.” I’ve never talked to another girl like this. Never felt comfortable doing it, but it’s just natural with CC, like we were born to fuck each other’s brains out and instinctively know what each of us wants and needs.
My balls tense and I’m about to blow everywhere. Something about her pussy spasming around me and watching her get off in front of my eyes just fucking does my balls in, every time.
I look down and watch her toes curl against my legs and she jolts a few times as my dick explores the deepest parts of her. She finally relaxes and starts to grind back and forth on me slowly.
“Are you close, baby?” Her voice is gritty, pure sex, and hot as fucking shit.
“Uh huh.” I nod.
“I want to taste it.” She pulls herself off of me and before I know what’s happening she
’s taking my dick deep into the back of her throat.
She shakes her head on me and licks and sucks. My brain shorts out and my hands move to her head and ball into fists in her hair. “Fuck, I’m gonna blow.”
She raises up. “Come in my mouth.” She swallows me whole, taking all of my dick at once.
I stare at her plush lips wrapped around the base of my dick and feel her suck her cheeks around me, making contact with every bit of my dick. My cock kicks hard against the roof of her mouth and I let loose. CC’s eyes get big as hot jets of come spurt into her throat.
She swallows as fast as she can, trying to savor every last drop of me. It’s hot as fuck. Not necessarily that she’s swallowing all my Tommypoles, but that she did it because she wants to be sexy and dirty for me. I love how hard she fucking tries. That’s the sexiest part about all of this. I want to give her everything she wants and she does the same for me.
I grunt and groan as she milks the last few drops from me and then sucks up my shaft. She makes her way back up and kisses the head of my dick, making sure she’s cleaned me completely.
My body finally relaxes and she smiles up at my face.
“So, what do you think about how I taste?” I ask.
“Interesting. It was different than I thought it’d be.”
I’m guessing she’s never swallowed someone’s jizz before but I’m not about to ask about her history right now. As far as I’m concerned, the only dick that’s been in her pussy or mouth is mine and that’s the way it’s going to stay.
“Is that a good or bad thing?”
“I want to come back for seconds. So what do you think?”
I love this fucking girl with every cell in my body.
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CC sits across from me at a little diner just off campus. The place has been around for like, fifty years and has bomb ass cheeseburgers. Ever since we met, we haven’t really stopped smiling at each other. I’ll catch her or she’ll catch me. I’m pretty sure everyone but us would find it nauseating, but who gives a shit what anyone else thinks about it, really? I don’t. I want her smiling at me all the time, everywhere.
“So what grade did you get on your app?” CC peruses the little juke box thing on the wall next to the table. There’s one at every booth that’ll let you pick songs out and then they play them over the speakers through the whole room.
“An A, obviously.”
She looks at me like I just grew a second head and her nose scrunches up a little. “Really?”
“Yep.”
“I’d have thought our professor would be a little upset about it.”
“Oh, he was.”
She smiles. “So how’d you get an A then?”
“I had to promise not to share it with any other students.”
She shakes her head and laughs. “You really are too smart for your own good. Anyone ever tell you that?”
“You just did.” I grin.
“You have a smart mouth too.” She kicks me lightly in the shin under the table.
“My mom and Joel’s mom may have both told me that same thing a time or two.”
She props up onto her elbows and rests her chin on her hands. “So, what do you want to do with your life?”
“Well, I like hanging out with you. Let’s just do that forever.”
She tries to look stern but there’s a hint of a grin on her lips. “While that sounds nice, I’m being serious. What would make you happy? Like, a job you’d actually enjoy?”
“I don’t really know. I mean, I love computers. I don’t mind coding for fun. But I like talking to people too. Interacting. Traveling. I guess if I could find something where I did all that, I might enjoy it. I just don’t know.” I pause for a minute and look down at the table. “It doesn’t matter, though. It’s kind of pointless to think about. I’m doing what’s expected of me. You know?”
She reaches over and grabs my hand on the table. “You can do anything you want, Thomas. I’m sure your family would still love you all the same.”
I change the subject. Happiness is what I want when I’m with her, and thinking about my future can wait. I want to know more about her. “Sure, I guess. So what about you?”
“Well, I happen to love coding. Obviously not C++ and Java, but I learn them because I want to design video games. I’m pretty passionate about it.”
I love that she loves that and knows what she wants. “Putting your powers to good use, I see. Nice.” I look down at her hand and I don’t ever want her to stop touching me.
“Yep. You’re right, though. I don’t think I’d like writing some lame commercial software. I don’t know if anyone loves coding that much. I want to enjoy what I’m creating.”
“You’ll be great no matter what you do.” I brush my thumb back and forth over her hand.
“You’re pretty sweet sometimes.”
“I know.”
“And arrogant.” She laughs.
“You love it.”
She nods but says, “Maybe.”
“Whatever.” I chuckle. “You know you do. So where are you going to live after school?”
“I want to move back home. I miss my family and my city a lot.”
“So back to the Bay Area?”
“Yeah.” She frowns a tiny bit, as if she’s thinking about being away from me.
A guy can hope anyway. I’d go with her if she asked me. I’d pack my shit right now and go anywhere with her if she asked me. What I don’t want is for her to ever frown.
“I’ve never been. It looks amazing.”
Her eyes light up. “It is. It’s so beautiful and fun and different.”
“You should take me sometime.” I grin.
She smiles in her signature way that warms me up all over. “That would be so much fun. I’d show you everything. My parents would love you.” She freezes up for a second as if she’s worried she’s moving too fast or something. There’s really no reason for it considering I’m head-over-fucking-heels for her.
“Are you guys close?” I reach over and grab her hand. I show her with my expressions that I’m captivated by everything about her.
“Yeah, very close. I talk to them every day.”
“That’s awesome that you have that bond. Very cool.” I lean over and whisper, “Maybe don’t tell them about how you come all over my dick, though. That kind of thing can be off-putting.” I grin.
She snorts and smacks me in the arm. “Jesus, Thomas.”
I shrug. “I’ll be here all week.”
She brushes my shenanigans off with a flippant hand. “So, what do you want to do tonight?”
I cringe. “I’m supposed to hang with Joel. I can cancel, though.”
Her lips turn to a frown. “No, hang out with him. It’s okay.”
I don’t want to hang out with Joel. I don’t want to be around anyone else but her all the time, and that scares me a little bit, in a good way. “It’s not a big deal, seriously. We were just going to play video games anyway.”
She laughs. “Yeah, I’ve heard that one before.”
My face tightens a bit knowing she felt misled the last time. “I’m really sorry about that.”
She squeezes my hand. “It’s okay, really. I believe you, babe. Just joking with you. I need to get some schoolwork done anyway. Go hang out with your friend. We can hang tomorrow.”
“I have work I need to do too.” I stare at her chest that’s concealed by a vintage Atari tee shirt. “Schoolwork that is.” My eyes are glued to her tits.
Her cheeks turn a slight pink and my heartrate kicks up a notch.
She covers them up like she knows what I’m doing, what I’m thinking. “Go hang out with your friend. Seriously.” Her foot caresses my leg under the table. “We can have fun tomorrow.”
“All day long?”
“All day long, promise.”
···
I head up to our porch attempting to juggle a pizza box and a sixer. I finally manage to unlock the door an
d kick it open before making my way through.
“Nice!” Joel takes the pizza from my arms and I set the beer down. “Thought you were hanging with your chick tonight?” He grabs a slice of pizza and heads to the living room.
“You know I promised you we’d hang out. It’s called not bitching out for pussy.” I say it playfully so he knows I’m joking.
“Yeah, yeah. I’ve heard it before.”
I stare at him and change the subject. I don’t want to make him feel bad for being himself. He’s always honest about the fact that if pussy comes along, Joel will be getting up in it. “I can’t believe how much you eat and you still look like fucking Brad Pitt.”
Joel shrugs and plops down on the couch. “I know, right?”
I chuckle for a second and grab a slice. “You’re the cockiest sumbitch on the planet.”
“So,” he says with a mouth full of pie. He finally finishes swallowing and looks at me. “You tell her you love her yet?”
I slug him in the shoulder. “I did not, actually.” I fall into the couch at the other end. “I’m waiting.”
“Mmhmm.” Joel gives me a side eye.
“I am, bitch.” I look away for a second. “I don’t know how long it will last, though. I want to tell her so damn bad.”
“I’ll start hunting for a new roommate.”
“Huh?” I shoot my gaze back in his direction.
“Well, you guys will be married soon and all. I can’t afford this place on my own.” He tries to hold back a laugh.
“Such a dick.”
“She’ll be all barefoot and pregnant while you guys play some Pong. I mean, you came inside her, right?”
I straighten up in my seat and my jaw clenches. I definitely haven’t told him about blowing inside of CC, no matter how many times he asks for details. “How could you possibly know that, you sick fuck? Did you install voyeur cams or something?”
Joel cackles. “Because you just told me.”
I shake my head and laugh. “Such an asshole.”
“You love me and you know it.”
“I do.”
“Well, I hope it’s a boy. Personally, I can’t wait to be an uncle.”
“Fucker.”
He clutches his ribs and laughs his cocky fucking head off.
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