Big on Education

by Laurie Ames

  Dylan slid his hand back between her legs and started to work her over. She opened her thighs to him, and he slid his fingers back inside. Without hesitation he lowered his head to her heat and suddenly his mouth was on her.

  She moaned loudly. As he started to suck her lips and gesture with his finger inside of her, she felt the shaking coming back. She bucked her hips against the pressure of his mouth and his hand, feeling pressure build at her core. Her stomach contracted and her legs tightened.

  “Dylan,” she moaned.

  He looked up, almost breathless.

  “I want to make you cum,” he said.

  She leaned her head back and grasped for the covers, trying to find anything to hold onto. He put his head back between her legs and devoured her. He sucked and nibbled and swirled his tongue around her clit, over and over, until she felt she could take no more. He stopped for a moment to blow cool air over her heat. She could feel the trickle of her juices running out and down her ass. It was all she needed.

  He didn’t hesitate and must have felt it, too. He plunged his tongue deep inside of her and she felt her pleasure reach its peak. Her body rolled and contracted with feelings and sensations she wasn’t familiar with. Stars exploded behind her eyelids. She was shaking and felt her muscles contracting long after he had stopped.

  Dylan crawled on top of her.

  She spread her legs over his hips, and he grabbed his cock, slowly pushing the head into her tight entrance. She gasped and leaned up.

  “Is it okay?” he asked. “If it’s not, we can stop right now.”

  Without hesitating she nodded her consent and he pushed forward slowly.

  “Just try to relax,” he whispered as he continued to push his way inside of her. As he filled her up, his eyes rolled back in his head.

  “You’re so goddamned tight,” he said, breathless.

  She gasped as the entirety of his length was in her. He shut his eyes and placed his palms on her abdomen and pushed her even tighter over his cock. He groaned.

  He slid slowly in and out a few times, getting her used to his size. It was more than she ever could have imagined. She couldn’t have held him if he’d been any bigger. With each delicious thrust, he touched her cervix, sending her body on a roller coaster of pleasure and pain.

  Dylan must have felt it too. He pressed down on her stomach with each thrust, causing her G-spot to swell with pressure. He groaned over and over again, each time hotter than the last. She loved the noises he was making. It made her feel powerful to make him feel so good. She wanted to feel him cumming inside of her. She wanted him to find his release.

  His thrusts were gaining in speed. It was like he couldn’t hold back. She felt him so deep inside of her, so hard inside of her, she didn’t want it to end. The pressure he put on her stomach made it all the more enjoyable. She could feel herself nearing her climax once more, but this time it felt different. She felt like she was going to lose complete control.

  Dylan thrusted harder and looked into her eyes.

  “Again, for me,” he got out between gasps for air.

  She could feel the pressure building at her core. She wanted to feel her orgasm with him inside of her. He pressed down more on her abdomen and her G-spot grew more sensitive.

  With only a few more thrusts, she felt herself cascading over the edge. This time, though, she felt liquid heat rushing out of her. It felt like all the pressure in her entire body was releasing. She could hear the wet slap of their skin together and it only encouraged her body even more.

  “Yes, oh God, yes,” Dylan was saying over and over. “That’s so hot.”

  He fucked her deeply and raised one of her legs over his shoulder. He held on tight and thrusted harder and faster.

  “I’m almost there,” he whispered.

  “I want to feel it, Dylan,” she said back.

  That was all it took.

  Dylan’s body convulsed. His abdominal muscles contracted over and over and she felt his cock pulsating inside of her. He groaned loudly and his body kept moving as though of its own volition. She felt the hot liquid filling her up.

  He collapsed beside her, both of them with a sheen of sweat lining their brows. Dylan reached immediately for her and brought her to his broad chest. She pressed her ear against him, listening to his heartbeat zipping along like a caged bird.

  She relaxed as Dylan stroked her hair and planted a kiss on her forehead. She purred and struggled to be even closer to him.

  So this is what it feels like, she thought. That was amazing. She could get used to this. She marveled at the fact that it had only hurt a little bit. The overall thing that she remembered was the sheer pleasure. She loved the way it had felt to move with Dylan—to move as one being. They were connected the entire time, both by mind and body. She basked in the afterglow.

  Dylan pulled his head away to look at her.

  “So, it was good?” he asked, looking suddenly rather shy.

  “It was amazing,” she offered back with a huge grin that she couldn’t stop.

  “I wanted your first time to be special,” he said as he brushed some hair away from her glistening brow. “I wanted it to be amazing.”

  “It was. It was completely amazing,” she said.

  Together, they relaxed on the bed, slowly drifting off into what would be the best sleep either of them had ever gotten.

  Chapter 6

  Amanda sat on the bench seat in the bay window at her parent’s house. It had been a few months since she had met Dylan in Mountain View.

  “So when do we get to meet this boy?” her mom asked as she walked into Amanda’s bedroom.

  “You’ll meet him,” Amanda answered. She smiled up at her mom and continued to paint her toenails.

  “Well, I was hoping to meet him before we all went to Vancouver, Amanda,” said her mom, a little bit miffed.

  Amanda pushed the blond hair out of her face.

  “He’ll be here tomorrow when we leave,” she said. “You’ll like him, mom. I’m sure.”

  “Oh, I don’t doubt that. I’m just glad that you’ve found someone.”

  Sometimes Amanda’s mother made comments like that. Comments that indicated she thought someone like Amanda, someone who was a little heavier, wasn’t going to easily find someone else.

  Amanda tried not to give her a little bit of credit. Amanda hadn’t lost her virginity until two months ago when she’d started seeing Dylan. She’d had a lot of firsts on that solo trip to the mountains. Including meeting someone who could shift from human form into the form of a Kermode spirit bear.

  The first time Dylan had shifted, Amanda thought she was losing her mind. She hadn’t known what to do. It had been frightening, but if it hadn’t been for Dylan’s shifting abilities, they wouldn’t have gotten away from that nasty pack of black bears that were trying to take over Dylan’s family’s turf.

  It seemed like so long ago.

  She missed Dylan’s touch. She missed kissing his golden-brown skin and running her hands through his shoulder length dark hair. She missed his strong features and his brown eyes. She missed everything about him.

  They texted constantly, of course. Amanda like it when the texts took a turn for sexy. She wasn’t entirely sure of herself in that arena, but Dylan was an excellent and patient teacher. He didn’t mind that she’d been a virgin their first time. He seemed to have really liked it, actually, and his enthusiasm hadn’t ended there.

  Amanda’s mom walked out of her bedroom and went back to preparing things for their trip to Vancouver and on to Whistler Mountain. Dad was still recouping and a vacation was completely out of the question for him. He kept reminding us “don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine. Go enjoy yourself.”

  Her family had a cabin up there. It was one of the most sought-after ski resorts in the world. People like Sean Connery stayed there often. It wasn’t uncommon at all to spot a celebrity on the slopes or in one of the restaurants. Amanda had brushed elbows with David Duchovny
once.

  She still had a little bit of packing to do. She finished up painting her toenails and sat in the window seat with a book while she let her toenails dry.

  Her phone buzzed.

  “Hey, beautiful.”

  “Hey Dylan” blurted out Amanda excitedly.

  “Can’t wait for tomorrow.”

  “Aren’t you nervous at all?” inquired Amanda squeamishly.

  “Nah. I’m sure your family is great.”

  “Really?”

  “I just want to see you.”

  “I know. I want to see you too.”

  “I can’t wait to see you take off your ski suit and slip into the hot tub up there.

  “And what do you think will happen then?

  “I’d slide in with you and let you lean against me. Then I’d rub your shoulders until you were nice and relaxed. I’d run my fingers over the tops of your breasts and make your nipples harden. Then I’d slide a hand into your bottoms to see how turned on you were.

  “I’d turn around and show you how turned on I was.” Amanda immediately felt stupid at her response. Everything he’d said was so sexy that she could feel herself getting wet just thinking about it. Of course, she got wet every time she thought about Dylan. Sometimes at the most inappropriate of times.

  “Where are you?” He asked.

  “In my bedroom.”

  “Perfect…give me a few minutes…I’ll call you back in a couple minutes…”

  Amanda’s phone began to ring and her heart jumped when she saw that it was Dylan calling back. She answered in a hushed tone, as though she might be caught doing something naughty.

  “Hello,” she whispered.

  “Hello,” he said, his voice barely above a groan.

  It did things to Amanda that she hadn’t experienced with anyone ever before. Everything was new with Dylan. She felt his voice vibrate through her and land right in her groin, sending pleasure radiating throughout her body.

  “What are you doing?” she asked, trying her very best to sound sexy.

  “Do you want me to describe what I’m doing to myself?” Dylan asked, his voice husky.

  Amanda drew in a breath sharply. She wanted to know exactly what he was doing to himself, and yes, she wanted to know about it in great detail.

  “Yes,” she breathed.

  “Only if when I’m done, you do exactly what I say,” he said.

  Amanda swallowed. She would do anything for Dylan.

  “Okay,” she agreed.

  “Okay,” he said. “Well, right now, I’m lying in my bed with my boxers pulled down around my knees. I’ve been thinking about my girl, you know? I keep thinking about how it feels when she puts her body against mine. I keep remembering what it felt like to slide into her that first time, and damn, it makes me so hard, Amanda.”

  She felt herself shiver when he mentioned her name. The details were delicious, and she only wanted more of them.

  “Right now, I’m running my hand up and down my cock, teasing myself, because I know that even if I do come, it won’t be anything in comparison to the way it feels when it’s inside of her.”

  Amanda went weak in the knees.

  “You like that?” he asked. He must have heard her breathing.

  “I do,” she whispered.

  “Then I want you to do exactly what I say, okay?” Dylan said.

  “Okay,” she agreed.

  “Get your vibrator,” he began. She did. “I want you to take your pants off and I want you to turn it on.” Amanda followed his every direction. “Now, lay down on it and run it up and down your thighs but don’t touch yourself with it yet. Run it over your nipples and run it along your lips, but don’t let it touch you. Keep going.”

  Amanda wanted nothing more than to feel the vibrations against that sweet spot inside of her or against her clit.

  “Please,” she said, finally.

  “Yeah, baby, I want to hear you,” said Dylan.

  Amanda slid the vibrator inside of herself and gasped at the sensation. She pumped it in and out several times, her breathing becoming more rapid. She imagined Dylan inside of her, filling her up like he did so many times during her stay at the cabin. Only one more day and they’d be together again.

  The vibrator hit that spot that Dylan so expertly probed on their first night together. She could feel the pressure of orgasm begin to well up inside of her. She longed for release. She moved the vibrator to her clit and gasped. The buzzing sensations were nothing compared to Dylan’s tongue and the way he worked her over with his mouth, so she fantasized.

  “Are you close?” she asked him.

  “I’m close, baby,” he said.

  “I want to hear you,” said Amanda.

  There was something about the noises that he made when he went over the edge that almost sent her into orgasm immediately, and she needed to hear it.

  “Okay,” he said.

  She heard his breathing accelerate with the speed of his hand. He grunted as he grew closer. Finally, he was near climax.

  “I’m coming. I’m coming,” he said.

  Amanda felt herself begin to roll over the edge. Pleasure rolled through all of her limbs and her abdomen contracted, sending juices flowing out of her and onto the sheets.

  “Ugh!” Dylan groaned as he almost came. “I love you, Amanda!” he said at the moment of climax.

  It felt like a cold bucket of water had been thrown on her. He’d said, “I love you, Amanda.” Holy shit. He couldn’t mean that.

  He finished and began to catch his breath. He was silent and so was she. It was awkward.

  “Umm,” she said.

  “Uh,” was all he could counter.

  “I’ll see you tomorrow?” she asked, more of a question than a statement.

  “Yeah, absolutely,” he said. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

  Amanda pushed the button to hang up the phone and as she pulled it away from her face, she saw that Dylan hadn’t hung up yet. What was he waiting on? Her to say it back? She wasn’t ready to say that. She didn’t know if she loved him. It had only been a couple of months and she was only twenty years old. Of course, she was crazy about him.

  But was being crazy about someone enough to be sure that you were in love with them?

  Amanda wasn’t sure. Suddenly she wasn’t sure about anything. The idea of seeing him tomorrow was enough to make her stomach do a backflip, and not in a good way. A sense of dread began to overcome her.

  “Great,” she said as she got up onto her elbows. “Just fantastic, Amanda.”

  She cleaned up and began packing her things, trying to tell herself that none of that had really happened.

  Chapter 7

  The next twenty-four hours seemed to drag on endlessly. Amanda had gotten all of the last-minute things taken care of and she was ready to go. She and her mother were waiting for her aunt, uncle, and cousins to arrive at their house.

  Oh, and for Dylan to get there.

  Amanda couldn’t forget that. Just like she couldn’t forget the fact that he’d told her he loved her the day before. They hadn’t texted after that. She wondered if he felt as awkward as she did. He probably felt worse, but she wasn’t going to tell someone she loved them just to ease their feeling of awkwardness. That would just be wrong.

  Amanda was sitting on the couch when she heard a large SUV parking in the driveway.

  She got up and went to the front door. When she opened it, her aunt and uncle were walking towards the glass storm door and she opened it.

  “Amanda!” her aunt squealed.

  Her aunt Terri was thin and beautiful. She looked like she had once been a model, and maybe she had been. Amanda didn’t know her very well. Terri’s husband, Jim, stepped in and gave Amanda a short hug after Terri was done with her.

  Slowly making their way up the sidewalk were the twins, Alex and Emery. They were about seventeen. Just at that age where they were too cool for almost everything, especially family vacations. They smiled a
t Amanda from behind matching pairs of Ray Bans. She smiled up at both of them. It had been awhile since she’d seen them and they had gotten so tall.

  “Hello Alice! Hi Ben!” Terri squealed when Amanda’s parents came into view from their bedroom.

  “Hi Terri” said Amanda’s parents in unison, though not nearly as enthusiastically.

  Terri was Jim’s second wife and the twins’ mother. Though Terri and Jim had been together for as long as Amanda could remember, apparently it wasn’t as long as Amanda’s mom could remember, and it always seemed like there was some sort of awkward tension there between Terri and Alice. Amanda wasn’t sure about it. She wondered what sort of secrets lie buried there, but also wasn’t sure that she wanted to know.