Wanting Winter

by J. L. Ostle

  I shrug. “I don’t know. I've never slept with a girl, but I have found girls attractive, but trust me, though, I definitely like men.”

  He shakes his head. “Well, that’s interesting.” He looks to Candice, who looks really happy.

  “Do you find that a turn on, Trent? Me and your girlfriend? Maybe if you're lucky enough you will get to see it.” She winks at him.

  I place my face in my hands. “Stop teasing him. Trent, I wouldn’t kiss her as I'm with you.” I look up at him.

  “That’s not fair.” I turn to Candice who is pouting.

  “Trent?” He won't look at me. He looks at his friend and then at Candice before standing.

  “I think I need to go. I’ll see you at the end of the day.” He kisses the top of my head and walks off, and I sit there watching him go.

  Is he upset that I kissed my friend? I hope he doesn't think I'm still after Candice. She is my best friend. I wouldn’t be with him if I had romantic feelings for someone else.

  “Do you think he's upset?” I ask Drake.

  “I think he is a little surprised and probably a little turned on. If you find out that your girl may also like women, that’s just hot,” he mumbles over a few of his words.

  He thinks it’s hot?

  “Then why leave?”

  “Probably to jerk off.”

  My eyes go wide. “He left to release himself?” I lean back in my seat. I'm a little turned on if he has left to go take care of business, as the saying goes.

  “I think I'm going to head to the bathroom.” Candice stands.

  “Want me to come with?”

  “No, I’ll be fine. Catch you in a bit.” She leaves also.

  I look to Drake who is trying not to look at me. “Are you okay?”

  “Yeah sorry. I bet you think I'm a huge idiot; I'm just a little taken back,” he says grabbing his phone.

  “Why?” I ask, confused.

  “It’s a little embarrassing; I think I’d better go too.” He stands and leaves. I'm sitting at a table on my own.

  I sigh leaning back. Well, that was a good first lunch as boyfriend and girlfriend.

  “Aww, has your new boyfriend left you alone already?” I hear Joshua say behind me.

  I don’t turn but raise my hand, giving him the finger and I shriek when I feel his mouth wrapping around it, sucking it. I pull my hand away with a disgusted look. “You are so gross.” I wipe away his spit on my skirt. I watch him sit on the table in front of me.

  Leaning down so his face is closer to mine, he smiles. “You look really beautiful in that skirt.” His eyes go to my legs.

  “Oh yeah?” I flutter my eyelashes and start to lift my skirt up a little. “Do you like what you see?” I show him more skin. His eyes stay on me.

  “You know I do,” he says in a whisper.

  I glide my hands up my thighs and when I get close to my underwear, I quickly stand, making him jump. “Too bad you won't see any more of it.” I blow him a kiss and start walking away.

  “Cock tease,” he shouts.

  I turn, smirking at him, before heading out the door, deciding to go to the courtyard to get some peace and quiet and continue reading on my kindle. I have a free period, so I can get a good amount of reading in before my next class.

  I message Trent asking if he's okay as I start walking down the hall.

  Trent

  Images of Winter and Candice enter my head: Candice going down on Winter, Winter screaming out in ecstasy as she lays on the floor with Candice between her legs. I shouldn’t have these thoughts; that’s why I left.

  Fuck.

  Fuck.

  Fuck.

  I'm not interested in Candice, but she is going to keep stirring shit for me until she gets what she wants. I can't let that happen, even though my dick is screaming for a release. I should have slept with Winter, maybe, then I wouldn’t be thinking like this.

  Heading to the locker room, knowing it’s empty until later, I head to the shower area so if anyone did come in they wouldn’t see me. Pulling my jeans down, I take hold of my hard dick and start rubbing up and down, slowly, groaning out into the empty room.

  Images of Winter enter my thoughts: I can imagine her watching me rub off because of her. Her licking her lips as her eyes are on my cock, wanting me to be inside her. I can imagine her hand lifting her skirt, finding its way to her soaked underwear, pulling it aside to enter two fingers, then three, stretching herself.

  My dick gets harder; I want a release so badly.

  I keep stroking myself when I feel someone watching me. I open my eyes to see Candice standing there in nothing but red lace bra and panties. How long has she been watching me? Her eyes go to my dick when she licks her lips. My dick pulses.

  She saunters slowly towards me. My hand is still on my cock. I should put it away, tell her to fuck off, but I don’t. Her eyes are on mine and they stay on mine when she goes down to her knees and puts my cock in her mouth.

  I growl out when she starts sucking.

  I am totally fucked.

  But I am so fucking turned on.

  I grip her hair and she speeds up. I can feel my release coming and when I look down, I see her fingers between her legs, pleasuring herself. I roar out my release and she sucks up every last drop. When there is nothing left she lets me go with a pop and continues fingering herself, I continue standing there watching her until she screams out her own orgasm.

  She leans on her hands on the ground, gathering her breath.

  I pull up my jeans, and already the guilt starts to fill me,

  What did I just do?

  What did I let her do?

  Candice stands and heads to the locker area getting dressed, but she doesn't say anything. I stand there like an idiot, waiting to see what she will do next. I watch as she reapplies her makeup. When she faces me, she is smirking.

  “I guess you do kind of want me.” She walks slowly towards me putting her hands on my chest. “You taste really good.” She licks her lips.

  “That won't happen again,” I tell her.

  “Keep telling yourself that. It will happen again. Next time though, it will be you tasting me, entering me with that thick cock of yours.”

  I push her away, but she still has that smirk on her face.

  “What will Winter think if she finds that you let me suck you off? I think it would be the shortest relationship of the century. Don’t worry, I’ll be there to pick up the pieces.” She winks at me.

  “She will hate you if you tell her.”

  She shrugs. “She will forgive me, she knows what I'm like, but you, she won’t be able to forgive. You basically cheated on her after a few hours of asking her to be yours, in public may I add. How embarrassed do you think she will be? You want to keep me quiet, you need to play nice.”

  I can't believe this. “So you're blackmailing me to sleep with you?”

  “That is such a bad way to put it, but yes, I guess I am. You want Winter in your life, you will fuck me whenever I click my fingers.” She walks back towards me. “Come on. Fucking two girls? Just think how exciting it will be. Two girls for the price of one. I'm going to enjoy every second.” She kisses the corner of my mouth and leaves.

  I sit on the nearby bench before standing again punching the locker, the pain soaring through my knuckles, but I don’t care.

  Shit.

  What am I going to do?

  I should end things with Winter; that’s the decent thing to do. Least that way I will save her hurt and upset. I just hate that I will have to give her up, watch her be with other men. She may have said she showed no interest, but I saw her with Joshua: she was tempted.

  Just imagining her fuck that asshole makes me see red.

  I don’t want another man inside her.

  But I guess she doesn't want me inside another girl.

  Fuck my life.

  Heading out of the locker room, I see Winter, with her long wavy brown hair and her perfect pale white skin,
walking down the corridor with her phone in her hand. If I'm going to end things, I need to be with her just once.

  I know I said our first time together would be special, but all that has gone to dust.

  I storm towards her. She is putting her phone away and when she looks up noticing me, she smiles at me—such a sweet smile. It makes me feel even more of a dick.

  I don’t deserve her.

  But fuck it, I'm going to be with her first.

  I'm going to fuck her while I can.

  Pinning her to the lockers I kiss her with everything I have; it doesn't take long for her to kiss me back, just as hungry as I am with her. Lifting her so her legs are wrapped around my waist, I walk back to the locker rooms, heading back to the shower area.

  Lifting her skirt further up so it's around her waist, I rip her panties in one quick motion, my fingers going straight to her wet folds. Fuck. She is dripping wet, making my dick come to life with a vengeance.

  I should have fucked her this morning.

  If I had fucked her, I wouldn’t have messed up, but it's too late for that now. Right now, I just want her to remember me being inside her, remember that no other man can compare to, remember that whenever another man does sleep with her, they will never compare to my dick.

  I thrust inside her, causing us both to moan.

  Fuck, she's so tight—so warm, so tight.

  Fuck.

  I don’t move for a moment, only because I'm ready to lose my load now. She feels so good. I want this to last as long as possible. Her fingers are frantic at my shirt; I help her take it off then I undo her blouse buttons, pulling it down her arms, seeing her in a black lace bra. Pulling the bra down, freeing her beautiful breasts, I take one of her nipples into my mouth. I groan when I feel her nails dig into my back.

  “Trent, please move inside me,” she pleads with me.

  I slowly glide out of her and move slowly back in and fuck me, it's taking so much willpower to not explode. She leans down, her face tucked into the crook of my neck, and feeling her breath on my skin causes me to get goosebumps. Feeling her breasts against me, skin against skin makes me crazy.

  “Trent faster,” she says huskily in my ear.

  Fuck it.

  I start thrusting harder inside her; her head falls back, her body arching into me.

  “Yes, Trent. Fuck, you feel so good inside me.”

  I speed up, she starts moaning and groaning, begging for more.

  “Fill me up. Trent. I want every last bit of you.”

  Fuck this girl is going to be my undoing. I want my come inside her; I want to mark her whole body in my come. “Are you on the pill?” I know it’s a damper, but I need to know first.

  “I'm on the implant, and I'm clean.”

  “Me too.” This is the first time I've never worn anything. I didn’t think twice, I just had to be inside her.

  “Fuck me, please. God, I'm so close. I need to come. Please make me come.”

  I move one of my hands to her clit and her legs start to shake.

  I thrust harder into her and rub her little clit faster until she screams out my name as her orgasm hits her; her pussy squeezing my dick causes me to roar out in mine. My come filling her, I slide out of her and I watch as our mixed juices slide down her legs.

  So fucking beautiful.

  “That was so good,” Winter chuckles, her head on my chest, her hands holding onto my upper arms. “We have to do that again.”

  I need to end it now.

  Tell her it isn’t working.

  “Winter…”

  She looks up at me with those big blue eyes.

  Fuck I can’t do it. I'm a selfish bastard. I can't let her go.

  “We are so doing that again. We are going to do it every chance we get.” That causes her to laugh.

  “Sounds good to me. I can't believe I had sex in a guy’s locker room. I do love a bit of excitement.” She wraps her arms around my middle.

  I kiss the top of her head and hug her back. Just hearing that one word brings the reality back. I am going to have to do what Candice says if I want to keep Winter.

  I want to keep Winter.

  Six

  Winter

  I have never had sex like that. That was mind-blowing, I want to do it all over again. My legs feel like jelly and my vagina feels a little tender, but yeah I would so do it again if we weren’t still at school.

  His dick is so thick that when he first thrusted inside me, I felt fuller than ever before. Having him hit the right spot made my head dizzy. That release was long overdue; I feel so relaxed and content.

  I hate that we had to part to head to our classes, but it makes me more excited to see him again. I guess hearing that I kissed Candice was a turn on for him.

  I am leaning against my car waiting for him when Candice bounces over with a happy look. I’m glad that what ever funk she was in at lunchtime has passed.

  “You look more cheerful.” I smile at her.

  “Yup. I think I was just in one of those moods, but I’m happy again.”

  “That’s good.” I look at the school doors before looking back to Candice. “Well guess what happened to me today.” I try not to shriek.

  “Oh, God. What?” She leans against the car next to me.

  “Trent and I had sex, and by sex, I mean he fucked my brains out.”

  Candice’s smile falters a little. “Where?”

  “The guy's locker room. He came out of nowhere and just started kissing me, and trust me it was some kiss. He took me in there and it was like he couldn’t get enough of me. I guess that story of us kissing really made him crazy, but in a good way. And, oh my God, Candice, he is so big and thick; I felt like I could feel him everywhere inside me.”

  “I can’t believe you did it in school. That’s so unlike you.” She shakes her head in disbelief.

  I was kind of hoping for more of a bubbly response. “I know, but how could I have said no? I needed that orgasm so bad. I think I saw stars. I can’t wait to go home and go for round two.” I nudge her arm with mine.

  “That good?”

  “Mind-fucking-blowing. I think I found the one, Candice. I have never felt this way before. I know I hardly know him, but I just know.” I hug myself. I know I am falling for him, feeling these butterflies, this excitement in seeing him.

  He is it.

  “Don’t you think you are over thinking this? It’s only been a couple of days.”

  I know she is being protective, but I know how I feel. “I know it, Candice: he is it.”

  When I spot him, I leave her and start running over to him and his mouth lands on me once he is in front of me and kisses me like he hasn’t seen me in years.

  God, I’ve missed him. The last two hours felt like a lifetime.

  “I’ve missed you,” I say, after we step back.

  “I’ve missed you too.” He kisses me again.

  He entwines his fingers with mine and we head back to my car. Candice is looking at us both; I notice her happy mood is gone. She is looking at Trent with a wary look. I hope she’s not going to go all ‘big sister’ on me.

  “Trent,” she says.

  “Candice.” He gives her a nod. “You ready to head back home?” he asks me.

  “Trent where do you live? You may be close to me,” she asks him.

  “Oh, didn’t Winter say? We live in the same building; how lucky is that?” He pulls me into his side.

  “Oh, yeah, real lucky. I guess I’ll be seeing you both tomorrow then.” She gives me a hug and a nod to Trent before heading to her car.

  “Was it me or was she acting a little weird?” I ask Trent who is still holding me to his side.

  “Maybe she is a little jealous that I am taking up all your time. And I am not going to apologize for it either,” he jokes, twirling me around, making me scream, before pulling me into him again, my hands going on his chest.

  He looks down into my eyes, tucking some of my hair behind my ear and sighs
. “I never want to lose you,” he says, surprising me.

  “You won’t: I don’t want to lose you either.”

  I really don’t. I love having this feeling when I’m around him.

  “Being around you, it makes me feel happy and good.” He shakes his head. “I’m talking crap, lets head back home.” He walks to the driver side opening the door for me, but I push him against it.

  “I feel the same.” I lean up on my tiptoes kissing him, and he wraps his arms around me, deepening the kiss.

  The kiss starts to change, going from gentle to needy. I feel that ache starting to build inside me, and I start rubbing myself against him, feeling his erection press into me. I glide my hands down his chest, down his stomach to the huge bulge in his pants and start rubbing it with my palm.

  He pulls me further into him so we are hiding what I’m doing. I pull his zipper down. His lips are still on mine, but the kiss is slower as he pants against my mouth. Putting my hand in his pants, freeing him a little, I take hold and start rubbing him up and down in a firm grip.

  “What are you doing to me?” he breathes against my lips.

  I don’t say a word. I’m panting along with him, even though he isn’t touching me. Seeing how turned on he is, is making me wet. I keep going until I feel a little of his precum, and I spread it along the head of his dick.

  “I can’t come out here.” His forehead presses against mine.

  “Get in the car,” I tell him. He looks at me; his eyes go dark. I look around and most of the people are gone.

  He opens the back door and climbs in and I soon follow suit. I kiss him again and start to continue with my work. He leans back in the seat his legs open a little wider. His eyes close and I look at him, seeing his face scrunched up in pleasure. I feel his dick pulse against my hand and I lean forward, taking him in my mouth. He jumps, roaring out in the car. I feel his hand stroke my hair gently as I work on him. He is that thick and big I can only fit so much in my mouth, but I use my other hand to play with his ball sack.

  He soon comes, and I suck up every drop, swallowing quickly as it feels never-ending. When no more comes out, I sit up and he looks at me with surprise and need.