I’d like to thank b1084 for being my editor and consultant. What started as an idea for a one-part story blossomed into a tale of romance and love. Without his guidance, many elements in this story wouldn’t make sense.
I love college parties, and my buddy, Esther, is throwing one tonight. Only eight people will be there, and I count myself lucky to be included. Her parties get pretty wild because of who she invites and because she has plenty of liquor on hand. I’m not part of her wild bunch, but she usually lets me attend because we are close friends.
At the last party she invited me to, I ended up fucking a beautiful blonde. Her name was Jenny.
Before meeting her at the party, I’d seen her on campus but never spoke with her. I fell in love that night. I know, silly, but it’s true. I didn’t think love at first sight was a real thing, but now I know it is. I, of course, didn’t tell anybody. I tried asking her out a few times, but she always said she was too busy…so no luck. I’m hoping she’ll be there tonight.
Jenny is one of those outgoing souls that seems to always have a smile on her face and is constantly surrounded by friends. I’ve never seen her alone. Never. Jenny is tall, probably around 5’11”, and that’s without heels. She’s athletic…not that she plays collegiate sports, but she has the perfect muscle tone for her height and weight. When I look at her, the Commodores’ words from the song Brick House invades my mind. Her breasts are pronounced but not overly large. She has the cutest nipples and areolas. Her eyes are green…emerald green…hypnotic green. Yeah…I’m smitten. I’m not only in love, but I’m in lust with her too. God, I hope she’s at the party tonight.
It’s four o’clock by the time I finish my last class and get back to my apartment. My roommate, Dave, walks in about an hour after me, plops his books and crap on the coffee table, and collapses on the couch.
“Long day?” I ask.
“Fuck! You wouldn’t believe it. I have a ten-page paper due in Psych on Monday. I’m going to be in the fuckin’ library all weekend.”
“That sucks, dude!”
“What are you doing this weekend?”
“Me? Not much. I’m going to a small party tonight and haven’t thought about Saturday or Sunday at all. I’ll probably just lounge around and be lazy.”
“You don’t have any homework or anything?”
“Nah…I finished it this afternoon before my last class.”
“Lucky fuck! Where’s the party?”
This is a tricky question to answer. Esther told me not to let anyone know about the party because she didn’t want anyone crashing it. So, the wheels turn as I figure out how to answer him without giving away that it’s Esther’s party.
“An apartment across campus.” That’s a lie, but I can’t let him know it’s just down the street, or he’ll know. “I’m told there won’t be too many people there.”
“Really? Care if I tag along?”
“Dude, there’s probably going to be a lot of drinking and loud music. I don’t think a hangover is going to help you get your paper written this weekend.”
“Yeah…you’re right. Never mind.”
Whew! Got out of that one.
I mess around until it’s time for dinner, and instead of cooking, I choose to eat out. I have a choice: grab some fast food, or go to the dining hall. I decide on the dining hall, I mean, after all, I paid for the meal plan, so I might as well use it.
After selecting the items I want for dinner, I look around for an empty seat and see Jenny with a couple of her girlfriends. Shit! I really want to sit with her but decide to play it cool and find a place on the other side of the room. When I finish, I dump the dishes on the conveyor belt and leave. On my way home, I run into a group of buddies playing Frisbee golf, so I join in on the fun. When the sun begins to set, I head back to my apartment to get ready for the party.
I’m in the bathroom staring in the mirror. My sandy brown hair is tousled after my shower, so I run my fingers through it to make it look somewhat combed. Then, I check my teeth to make sure there’s nothing stuck between them and notice my rough cheeks. I shaved this morning, but sometimes once a day isn’t enough. After fluffing the fur on my chest, and wonder if I should wear a t-shirt or a button-down, so I can let my hair poke through the top. Then, breaking out my shaving cream and razor, I proceed to give myself the best shave possible. I want my cheeks to be as smooth as possible for the party.
Happy with the results of my shave and shower, I go into my room to get dressed. Since I have an adjoining bathroom, I don’t bother wrapping a towel around me. What’s the point?
“Dude! What are you doing?”
Shit! I jump out of my shoes (okay, I’m not wearing shoes, but it’s just a saying). Looking over, my roommate is standing next to my bookshelf with one of his buddies.
“What the fuck? Why are you guys in my room?”
Retreating to the bathroom, I grab a towel and wrap it around my waist. Then, I go back into my room, rummage through my drawers for a pair of boxers, and slip them on before dropping the towel. Paisley. Eh…they’ll be fine.
“Sorry, dude! You said I could get this book off your shelf.”
Shit. I did, didn’t I. Turning around, I look at them and say, “Yeah…right. I forgot about that.”
I spread some deodorant on and sniff my underarms to make sure they smell fresh. Yeah…that’ll do. Then, I grab a pair of clean jeans and slip them on before looking through my closet for a shirt to wear. I decide to wear a short-sleeved one that is snug around my biceps and slip it on, leaving the top three buttons undone. That’s when the guys give me a wolf whistle.
Turning around, I look at them. “What?”
“Ladies like a sharp-dressed man,” one of them says. “Must be some party to let the ol’ chest hairs bust out like that.”
Geeks! “Naw…I’m just hoping to see this one girl there.”
“Jenny?” Dave asks.
“Yeah, Jenny,” I confirm.
“Dude, when are you going to get some balls and ask her out?”
“I have! Every time I’ve called her, she tells me she’s busy. Maybe tonight I’ll be able to get her to go out with me.”
“Dreamer!” Dave says with a chuckle.
The party starts at eight, and it’s about eight-fifteen, so I leave to walk to Esther’s. When I get there, the door is shut, and it’s quiet. My mind quickly races to remember if I have the correct night. I’m sure I do, so I knock.
Esther opens the door. “Hey, Josh. You’re late.”
“Late?” I look at my watch, and it’s half-past the hour. “Only thirty minutes.”
Esther shrugs and opens the door all the way to let me in. Late my ass. I’m the third person there–no Jenny. My shoulders droop a little as I walk in. Two of Esther’s friends are playing Twister with her roommate. Bottles of liquor are lined up on a desk, and Springsteen quietly plays in the background.
“Crank the music, Esther. This is no way to listen to The Boss!”
“No way!” Esther says. “I don’t want to attract party crashers.”
After throwing the bean bag chair into the corner, I plop down into it. Then, leaning back, I tuck my hands behind my head and watch the girls play their game. Esther walks over and sits on my lap, so I wrap my arms around her waist as she leans back into my shoulder.
My relationship with Esther is easy. We’re friends. Good friends, but friends. There is no shortage of guys clamoring for her attention, and her social life is pretty busy. We’ve known each other since middle school and ended up at the same university by chance. We’ve never dated; we just don’t have that kind of attraction towards each other. She’s a cool girl and a lot of fun, but she isn’t my type to get serious with. It’s okay because I’m not her type either. I’m not a bad boy. In high school, I got straight A’s, played football and baseball, and rarely went to a school dance. Esther was the opposite. She got good grades, but she was a socialite…she was at every party and every dance. She was very popular. Word in the locker room was that she gave the best head in school. I wouldn’t know.
There’s a rap on the door, so Esther jumps up and hops over to answer it. Yes, hops. She’s a pretty jubilant person. It’s a couple more guys. They walk in and immediately go over to the girls playing Twister and smack them on their asses. They squeal and then giggle. No sooner does Esther shut the door than there’s another knock, and it’s a couple more girls. They walk in. One of them is Jenny. Shit!!!! Jenny!! My heart skips a beat, and I want to jump up and walk over to her. I play it cool, though, and give them a wave as they walk in.
Jenny is dressed in a very short and tight hot pink dress. The hem comes up to just about the bottom of her ass. She’s wearing black heels that cause her to tower above everyone else in the room. That’s because I’m not standing, though. Shit, she’s beautiful. Her dishwater blonde hair is curled, and her makeup is meticulous. You’d think she was going out on the town, not attending a small college bash. I have a hard time diverting my eyes from her long legs and pert tits busting out of the top of her dress. I think I see nipple imprints, but I’m afraid to look too hard to make sure. Play it cool!
She walks my way. Fuck! What do I do? Do I get up? Do I stay where I am? By the time I’m done arguing with myself and decide to stay put, she sits on the couch that’s next to me. My heart beats a thousand times a second.
“Hey, Jenny. How are you?” I ask, desperately trying to make sure my voice doesn’t crack.
“I’m good, Josh. How ’bout you?”
“Good.” Shit! What do I say to her now?
“Sorry about being so busy when you asked me out. It was a bad time.”
Yeah…sure…which time? This is no time to get sarcastic, so I calm myself before speaking. “Oh…yeah. Sure. It happens.” Fuck! My insides want to explode!
“I was hoping you’d call me again.”
Fuck! She was? Really? I keep my breathing in check, trying not to hyperventilate.
“Oh…yeah…sorry. Things got busy for me.” Yeah…that’s a lie. “I’d still love to go out with you sometime if your schedule has calmed down.” You idiot! You actually said the “L” word? What the hell? You’re losin’ it, man. You’re losin’ it!
“I’m free this weekend,” Jenny says quietly.
This weekend? Really? I want to jump up and shout for joy.
“Awesome. How about tomorrow night?”
“I’d love it. What time?”
“Uhm…five? We can get some dinner and then hit a movie if you want.”
“Which movie?”
“Your choice. I’m game for anything.” Yeah, right…like I’ll even be paying attention to the movie.
“Sounds great! I’ll check the paper to see what’s playing. I’ll see you at five then?”
“It’s a date.” Shit, that was lame. Standing up, I point to the booze and ask, “Can I get you something to drink?”
“Rum and Coke?”
“Gotcha. Be right back.” I walk over, mix her drink and grab myself a beer before returning to her. After handing her her drink, I sit next to her, sipping my beer. My skin tingles being this close to her. Thinking back to the last party we were at and the sex, my cock grows inside my pants.
“Hey, everyone,” Esther shouts. “We’re going to play spin the bottle. Everyone in a circle over here…boy, girl.”
Jenny and I stand at the same time. Her eyes are at my chin level, and she looks up at me. Her emerald green orbs penetrate my soul, and I melt.
“Help me take my shoes off?”
“Of course.”
Taking her hand to help her balance, she kicks her heels off one at a time. I don’t let go of her hand as we walk over to the forming circle. I don’t know if she’s aware of it or not, but it’s heaven for me. Jenny kneels down into place, and I reluctantly let go of her hand. She immediately begins joking and laughing with the crowd. Two guys settle in next to her, so I go around opposite her and take a seat. It’s better this way because I can see her. She is so beautiful.
After playing for around ten minutes, it’s her turn to spin. The bottle points right at me. My heart leaps as my breath escapes my lungs. Trying to be as cool as I can, I get on my knees and meet her halfway. We kiss, and electricity shoots through my body. I pull away and look into her eyes.
“That was too short! Longer,” Esther shouts. Then the rest of the circle begins chanting, “Longer…longer…longer….”
I look back into her eyes, and they seem to be smiling at me, so I scoot closer, sit back on my knees, and take her hands as she repositions herself. This time we go for it. The second our lips touch, my insides burst with excitement. Jenny pushes her tongue into my mouth, and it’s game on. We play tonsil hockey. I can’t hold my breath any longer and gently pull away. I don’t let go of Jenny though, I want her to know how much I desire her. She leans back and gives me a wide smile. Warmth fills my whole being, and I smile back.
“Okay…Okay, you lovebirds. Josh, it’s your turn…spin!” Esther instructs.
I give the bottle a healthy spin, and what are the chances? It lands on Jenny. This time we go at it from the start. I want to lay her back and make out with her, but I don’t want to ruin the game. She gets on her knees, so I match her movements, and we press our bodies into each other as our lips frantically search out each other. There’s no way she can’t feel my hard cock pressing against her abdomen. Reaching into my hair, she tugs me into her. That’s it…I can’t take it anymore. Lifting her off the floor, I carry her to the couch, and we fall together…still making out. The game continues without us.
We’re in our own little world. I’m on top of Jenny, and her legs are wrapped around my ass, holding me against her. I lean up on my elbows and pull away to take a breath. Her emerald eyes are now bright green. She’s definitely as turned on as I am.
“I’m not sure I should say this, but…” shit…I don’t know if I can do it. “I’ve missed you.”
“I know. I’ve missed you too. I was hoping we would get together after the last party.”
“Me too. Fuck I want you so bad right now!”
“I can tell,” Jenny giggles and bucks her hips against me. “If you weren’t wearing pants, your cock would be inside me right now.”
“I think your panties would get in the way.”
“What panties?” she says with a Cheshire grin.
Shit? She’s going commando? I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra, but I had no idea about the panties. Shit! Shit! Shit! I slide my hand down and finger her wet pussy.
“Hmmm…that’s what I’m talking about,” she hums.
We’re interrupted when someone slaps my ass. I lean to the side and look behind me. It’s Esther.
“C’mon, Ken and Barbie…you’re ruining the party. We’re going to play Truth or Dare now.”
Turning my attention back to Jenny, she leans into me and pecks me on the lips before sitting up. She stands, pulls the hem of her dress down, and then sits back down next to me. This does nothing to alleviate my stiff rod.
The game is pretty tame. The truths are insignificant, and the dares are just “kiss him” or “kiss her” types of things. Every time someone asks Jenny, she says “truth.” Most of the time, depending on who asks, I say “dare.”
My turn to ask comes around, and I look at Jenny and smile. “Truth or Dare?”
“Dare!” she says emphatically.
The room whoops because nobody has been able to get her to take a dare. She has already agreed to go out with me tomorrow night, so I decide to ramp it up a little. It’s clear that she likes me, so I’m pretty sure she’ll go for it.
“I dare you…to…spend the weekend with me in the city. I’ll get two hotel rooms, and we’ll go out and paint the town.”
The room explodes.
Even though I’m a college student, I don’t have a budget. My college fund is very generous. There is no way I can spend all the money, so getting a couple of hotel rooms and splurging on Jenny for the weekend isn’t be a big deal…financially.
“Hey!” Esther exclaims. “The dares happen tonight, at the party.”
“It’s okay, Esther.” Jenny looks at me, winks, and says, “I’ll do it.”
The room explodes again. My heart included. I’m overjoyed that I get to spend the weekend with the girl I’m in love with. I just have to make sure I don’t say the “L” word to her…I don’t want to scare her off.
Esther stares at me like I did something wrong.
“Okay, Esther, since you’re insistent. Jenny, I dare you to suck on Esther’s tit.”
“Hey! Wait a minute,” Esther protests.
Everyone, except for Esther, Jenny, and myself, start chanting, “Suck that tit…suck that tit….”
Jenny’s cheeks turn red, but she gives me an evil grin at the same time. I look at Esther, and her hands are covering her face. I don’t know why she’s acting so shy all of a sudden. Jenny gets off the couch and kneels on all fours, seductively crawling towards Esther. With each movement, the hem on her dress rides up, exposing her ass. Her pussy pushes between her thighs, and her lips are swollen and moist. Lust builds in me once again. I involuntarily lick my lips as I contemplate getting on the floor behind her and licking her delectable pussy.
Jenny gets within arm’s length of Esther, sits up, and unbuttons Esther’s blouse, revealing her black bra. Jenny peels Esther’s blouse off, reaches around her back, and unclasps her bra. The lace fabric falls off Esther’s shoulders, revealing a firm pair of tits with extended nipples. Jenny gets back on all fours, leans down, and kisses Esther’s nipple, the left one, and then the right. She alternates back and forth, kissing, licking, and sucking. Finally, Esther gets into it, puts her hands on the back of Jenny’s head, and pulls her into her breasts as she throws her head back and moans.
Now the party gets exciting. It’s no secret that Jenny likes girls. At the last party, she made out with a couple of them before we fucked.
Jenny takes advantage of Esther’s exposed neck and kisses it gently. Then, moving to Esther’s chin and then her lips, their tongues come out, and the room goes silent as everyone watches. Esther palms Jenny’s breasts and then slides her shoulder straps down. Jenny’s tits pop out, and she might as well be naked with the bottom of her dress around her waist and the top of her dress around her ribs. Esther pinches Jenny’s nipples and gives them a tug. It’s Jenny’s turn to moan now.
A couple of the guys in the room slide their shorts off, exposing their hard cocks, and couples begin to pair off as lust fills the room. In a matter of minutes, there is more skin in the room than clothing.
I strip out of my clothes and kneel behind Jenny. Sliding my finger along her slit causes her to moan again. She’s wet. Very wet. So, I penetrate her pussy with my digit, curl it down, and rub her g-spot. Her hips buck, and she pushes against me. Leaning down, I kiss her ass and then lick her pulsing rosebud. I don’t know if she’s into anal sex, so I keep it cool and just lick her cute asshole. I’ve never seen a more perfect ass. Sliding a second finger into her pussy, I pump gently. Jenny’s hips rock faster, so I quicken the pace of my thrusting to match hers. My cock aches and pulses. Precum drips down my shaft as it seeps from my slit. Removing my fingers, I line my cock up with her pussy and push. My head pops in, and I immediately feel her warmth. I start slow, but with her urging, quicken my thrusts until I’m driving into her pussy with all I have.
Sometime during all of this, Esther has gotten naked. Lying down, Esther flips around and places her head under Jenny’s pussy. She plays with Jenny’s clit as she watches us fuck. Jenny goes wild. Lowering her head between Esther’s thighs, Jenny dines on Esther’s fresh cunt. Eventually, Esther comes, and then Jenny. My balls tense, and I know I’m next, so I pull out and spray Jenny’s asshole with my cum. As it drips down, Esther is there to lick it up.
Looking around the room, everyone is in their own worlds fucking.
Esther slides out from under Jenny, gets behind her, and cleans my spunk off her ass and pussy. Jenny lowers her head to the floor, arches her back, and moans. She comes again as Esther licks her pussy and plays with her clit. When Esther finishes with Jenny, she turns around, grabs my cock, and stuffs it into her mouth.
“Whoaa…”
“Lighten up,” Esther jokes.
Jenny then turns around and joins Esther in blowing me. They take turns licking and sucking my balls and shaft. A few times, they come off my rail to make out. My balls tighten, and Jenny senses I’m going to come, so she slides her lips over my head and pushes down. Esther pumps my rod, and I let loose. Wave after wave of cum shoots down Jenny’s throat. A drop seeps from the corner of her mouth, but Esther is right there to lick it up. When I finish coming, Jenny pulls off me, opens her mouth so we can see the white cream in her mouth, and then kisses Esther. They swap my sperm back and forth until they’ve swallowed the whole load.
Both couches are taken, so I flop into the bean back chair, and Jenny sits in my lap. We make out, thoroughly enjoying each other. My cock gets hard again and pokes through her legs. Jenny gently strokes me as we continue to make out.
Meanwhile, Esther joins another couple as she dives in, eating pussy, sucking cock, and kissing.
Wow! What a party.
Jenny pulls away from my lips and looks into my eyes. Then, she grins and says, “What would you say if I suggest that we don’t wait until tomorrow to get a hotel room?”
“I said I’d get two rooms.”
“What…you don’t want to sleep with me? You’ll fuck me but not sleep with me?” Jenny has a smirk on her face, so I know she’s only messing with me.
“If we’re in the same bed, I’m afraid there won’t be any sleeping. I don’t know how’d I’d keep my hands off you.”
“Who said I wanted you to?”
I smile and pull her into me, and we make out some more. Jenny pulls away again.
“Seriously…let’s get out of here and be alone,” Jenny suggests.
“Okay. Where do you want to go? Back to your place or mine?”
“My roommate is a deadbeat, and yours is a dweeb. I want to be alone with you.”
“Oh, come on. A dweeb? Okay, I’ll give it to you that he’s kind of a nerd, but he’s a really nice guy.”
“Still.”
“I have my own room and bathroom, so he won’t bother us. I’ll send him a text to warn him that I’m bringing you home. Okay? He’s been bugging me to ask you out, so he’ll be cool.”
“He’s been bugging you? Then why haven’t you asked me out?”
“C’mon, I tried. You kept shooting me down. There’s only so much rejection a guy can take.”
“I wasn’t shooting you down…I was busy.”
“I know that now, but without any extra context, it seemed like you didn’t want to go out with me. Whenever I saw you on campus, it seemed like you didn’t notice I was around.”
“Whenever I saw you on campus, you always avoided me.”
Seeing where this is going, I lighten up and say, “I’m sorry if you thought I was avoiding you. It wasn’t because I didn’t like you. It was because it felt like, to me, that you didn’t want to be around me. I know this is wrong now, and I’m sorry. I just didn’t want to seem like one of those guys who stalks the most beautiful woman on campus and won’t take a hint.”
Gently holding her face in my palms, I pull her lips to mine, and we kiss again. “From now on, you won’t be able to get rid of me,” I joke–kind of.
“Let’s not go overboard here,” she jokes back.
I can’t believe how well this night is turning out. In the beginning, I was afraid to talk to Jenny, and now we’re cuddled together, naked, making out, and having a real down-to-earth conversation.
Jenny stands, takes my hand, and tries to pull me out of the chair. I pull her back down to me and kiss her again. She giggles, gets back up and grabs my hand again.
“C’mon, let’s get out of here.”
I stand up and grab my clothes to dress. Jenny makes herself presentable and slides her heels back on. Once I’m dressed, I pull my phone out and text Dave.
Dude…I’m coming back to the apt with Jenny. Can you make yourself scarce for the night?
With Jenny? Really? :0 Sure man. No prob.
I show Jenny my phone, and she smiles. Then, leaning over the pile of bodies on the floor, Jenny whispers that we’re leaving into Esther’s ear. Esther stops what she’s doing, looks at me, and then Jenny, and then smiles before going back to her carnal endeavors.
Jenny and I walk to my apartment. The night air is refreshing and calming.
“You live here? Is this even student housing? The building is nice!”
“Yep. This is my place.” Of course, I don’t tell her that I own the building.
“Wow!”
After climbing the stairs to the top floor, I unlock the door. It opens to darkness. Flipping the light switch, I immediately realize I should have thought this through. The place is a pigsty and smells like sweat. Shit! This is embarrassing.
Looking at Jenny, I say, “I didn’t realize we left the place in such a mess. Let me clean up a bit and spray some freshener.”
“I don’t know if there’s enough freshener to take care of this…ugh!”
After opening some windows, I quickly pick up the mess and find some Febreze (thanks, Mom!) to spray around the room. It helps…a little. Then, lifting Jenny off her feet, I carry her to my bedroom and lay her gently on the bed. Then, kicking off my shoes, I lie next to her and drink in her existence.
“What? Now that you have me all to yourself, you’re not going to attack me?” Jenny says with a pout.
“Attack you? I would never attack you. I’d maul, molest, fondle, and grope you, but I’d never attack you!” I say with a smile.
“Hmmm…”
Placing my arm around her waist, I pull her into me. Jenny turns on her side, and we’re eye-to-eye. Her succulent green eyes bore holes into my being, and I’m filled with a joy that isn’t describable.
“Penny, for your thoughts?” she asks.
“You don’t want to know my thoughts. Trust me. Just know that having you here with me, next to me, is a dream come true.”
“A dream?”
“Actually, one of many,” I say with a snicker.
“Josh Bearran, are you a romantic?”
“You could say that. One of my many flaws.”
“Flaw? I don’t think so. Of all the types I thought you’d be, romantic isn’t one of them. It’s actually refreshing, to be honest.”
“Refreshing?”
“You’d be surprised how many guys just want to fuck and be done with it. I thought romance was dead.”
“No…it’s not dead…it’s only hiding.”
“You don’t have to hide from me, Josh.”
I pull her close, and we kiss. Not frantically, but slow, gentle, and warm. We take our time and enjoy every second of being together. I completely forget that we’re still dressed. It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that we’re together, alone, in a quiet space, sharing our thoughts with each other. We go on to discuss our lives, past, present, and our hopes for the future. Before we know it, the sun rises, and light seeps into my room.
“If we’re going to spend the weekend together, I need at least a few hours of sleep,” Jenny pleads.
“Oh, yeah. Sleep.”
We get up, and I pull the covers back before getting undressed. Jenny’s dress falls to the floor, leaving her naked. She is a goddess! She crawls into bed, and I get in behind her. Jenny turns her back to me, so I spoon her with my semi-hard cock nestled against her back. Then, wrapping my arms around her, we slowly drift off to sleep.
***************
Something moves, and I wake up. Forgetting where I am for a second, I see Jenny on her side, facing me. It all comes back, and I’m happy. Happier than I’ve been in a very long time. I lean into her, kiss her forehead and the tip of her cute little nose.
It’s noon.
Jenny sifts her fingers through my chest hairs before sliding her hand lower. Grabbing my morning wood, she squeezes it and pulls. I moan. Leaning into her, I pull her taut nipple into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue. She rolls onto her back while still holding onto me. I roll over her, putting my weight on my forearms and knees, and look into her wanton eyes. Jenny spreads her legs slowly, so I reposition my legs so they are on the inside of her. She guides my cock into her sopping pussy, and I push into her. She moans. Our eyes remain locked to each other, both of us smiling as we engage in our coupling.
“Jen, how do you want it?” I ask.
“Make love to me, Josh,” she pleads.
Leaning down into her neck, I kiss it gently as I slowly drive my cock into her. Jenny arches her back, tilting her pussy to meet my angle, and then I pull out slowly. Slowly moving in and out of her, we get our rhythm. By now, the sheets are entirely off us, and Jenny wraps her legs around my ass, holding me to her. I continue to pump my cock into her as our breathing becomes labored and erratic. I want a better angle for my next move, so I lift my torso away from her. Sliding my shaft almost all the way out, I quickly drive it in all the way into her.
“UHNG,” she moans. “Do that again!”
I obey my sex goddess by pulling out and driving into her repeatedly.
“Fuck…that feels so good!” she moans. “Harder!”
I pump into her hard and fast. Her feet unlock from around my ass, and she plants them firmly on the mattress, lifting her ass in the process. Her body quivers as she inhales sharply.
“Fuuuuuuuck!”
Knowing that she has gotten off, I pay attention to my body. My balls tighten, and I’m almost at my peak.
“I’m going to come…where do you want it?”
“In me! I want you to come inside me.”
“I’m not wearing a condom, Jenny,” I remind her.
“It doesn’t matter. I’m on the pill. Now, for God’s sake, come!”
I pump a few more times and let go. When I come, I drive my cock all the way into her and keep it there, only moving as my balls and shaft pulse. Jenny wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me down, and we kiss deeply. I am one with her at the moment–one in body and spirit. The love I had for her before seems superficial to how I feel now. I never want to leave her side. I want to meld into her.
“God, I love the way you fuck me,” she says.
I smile and kiss her again as I roll to my side. My cock slips from her warm sheath, and cum dribbles away from the both of us.
“The feeling is quite mutual, I assure you,” I reply. I want to tell Jenny I love her, but I know that’s the wrong thing to say. We don’t know each other that well, and we certainly haven’t been together much…I mean, this is only the third time we’ve had sex.
We kiss again while holding each other. I have her tight against me…and I don’t want to let go.
“Babe, I need to go back to my place to shower and pack a few things,” Jenny says.
Babe. I like that. “You can shower here if you want,” I offer.
“No, you don’t have what I need.” Jenny smiles before kissing me on the forehead and nose. Then, climbing over me, she gets out of my bed, slips into her dress, and then steps into her shoes.
“Wouldn’t you rather wear a t-shirt, shorts, and some sandals? It’ll be easier to walk.”
“This is all I brought with me. Remember?”
Getting out of bed, I pull out a t-shirt and gym shorts and hand them to her. Then, grabbing a pair of sandals from the closet, I drop them at her feet. She looks at me, astonished.
“Really?”
“Yeah, sure. You’ll be more comfortable. You can leave your dress and shoes here, and I’ll bring them with me when I pick you up this afternoon.”
Jenny changes quickly. My shirt is way too big; it comes down to her thighs, and she has to pull the drawstrings on the gym shorts until they are almost a foot long. She inspects her borrowed clothing and looks at me, worried.
“What?” I ask.
“Everything is so baggy on me.”
“You look fine. In fact, if you don’t hurry out of here, I going to pull those clothes off you and fuck you again,” I say teasingly.
“Promises, promises.” Jenny pecks me on the cheek and asks, “What time are you going to pick me up?”
“How about three?”
“Perfect. Anything specific I should pack or wear on this mystery date?” she asks.
“Uhm…question first. Do you like baseball?”
“Yeah…sure.”
I pull her into my arms and say, “Wear something comfortable because we’re going to a Dodger game tonight. Then, tomorrow night, I’m taking you out for dinner and dancing.” Leaning down, I kiss her passionately and then put my lips close to her ear and whisper, “Beyond that, I’ll take requests.”
“You may regret that,” she says with a lilt in her voice.
“I doubt it.” I sneak my hands under her t-shirt and slide them along her back to feel her soft skin. “I want you so bad right now!”
“Hmmm…I want you too, but if we have sex, I won’t have time to get ready for the game tonight. It’s your weekend, your choice.”
Mustering all my strength, I remove my hands from her and let her go. Jenny reaches down, gives my hard cock a squeeze, and smiles. “You sure?”
“No. But I don’t want to be in a rush later, so I’ll let you go.”
Jenny pouts and says, “Bummer. Okay then…I’ll go get ready, pack, and see you at three.” She worms her way from my grasp, spins around, and walks away.
“Cool. I call the hotel and get us a room.” I say with a raised voice so she’ll hear me.
Watching her swaying hips stroll away invokes images of her naked ass in my mind. I decide to shower to help me calm down, and when I’m done, I pack my things and make a few calls.