“Quit your crying,” David said. “At least he didn’t use your toothbrush for scratching his ass.”
“It was one of those firm ones, so it did the job,” Jesús said to reveal the culprit.
Knackers vowed revenge, but we all kept an eye on him, so Jesús and Bear weren’t worried. Besides, this was just guys being guys in a locker room.
Pranks were going on all the time. David had pulled one last week when he stole all the linemen’s underwear and left them granny panties. Half of them actually wore them, and the other half went commando.
David took a long draw and finished his beer.
“Anyone need another?” he asked as he reached into the cooler.
This was what college was supposed to be. Sitting on a roof, enjoying the California weather, drinking beer, and eating pizza as you goofed off. It was times like this that made it all worth it.
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Chapter 43
Crystal
David had finished his finals early and come over. He’d gotten the athletic department to arrange for them to be all done by Tuesday. He wanted to fly to Houston a day early for their annual invitation-only elite quarterback camp for high schoolers. David was going to be an assistant coach.
Crystal fixed him with a skeptical look.
“Chloe can really take you down her throat?”
“To the hilt,” he said and then gave her a reassuring look. “You could, too.”
Oh, boy. Someone was horny. But that was just part of college. After studying for over a week straight, students had to have a release. It usually involved a lot of alcohol and random hookups. Even the most socially inept could get laid then.
“Nope. Not happening.”
Faux-dating an actor was amusing at times. He looked like a grade-schooler who had just been told that Santa didn’t exist.
“No?”
He shook his head in disbelief that anyone would tell the great David A. Dawson ‘no’ about anything. Crystal gave him a measured look, daring him to challenge her on this. When he saw her determination, he chuckled. David pushed his chair back from the table and patted his thigh.
“Come here, little girl,” he said in a sing-song voice.
‘Holy hell, he’s got game, and it’s a game I want to play.’
Crystal got up and sat astride his lap. David reached up and fingered the collar of her blouse.
“If I remember correctly, part of our agreement was to help each other out,” he said, trying a new approach.
“But …”
David lifted Crystal up like she was a small child and sat her butt on the edge of the table. In a coordinated effort, he slid one hand up the leg of her shorts, and the other came to rest on the back of her neck. His fingers slid under the leg band of her underwear.
‘My body is such a slut for him. How can I already be wet?’
Her traitorous twat opened right up and invited his finger inside, making her groan in frustration. She was about to go on a journey to ‘O town.’ If that happened, forget about the study group she was supposed to meet in forty-five minutes.
“You say ‘no,’ but your body is saying ‘yes,’” David said.
His fingers felt so good inside of her. Whoever taught him how to please a woman should get some kind of ultimate sex award. Crystal spread her legs to give him easier access. David gave a few exploratory movements until he found what he was looking for.
She gasped when a second finger joined the fun. It curled, and both digits began to rub against that spot that had her gushing into his palm. His other hand held her neck so that she had to look him in the eye. It was like he wanted to see the moment she caved to her desires.
“I have to go study soon.”
“Let me know when you have to leave. I can drive you there so we can spend more time together.”
David pulled his slick fingers out of her and then sucked them clean.
“I love how you taste.”
When he said stuff like that, she melted inside. Crystal bit her lower lip. David leaned forward and kissed her. Outside of the main event, this might be her favorite thing to do with him. His kiss was soft and sweet. As their tongues got acquainted again, she reached for his pants. She followed him when he began to pull away, pressing her lips firmly against his and licking his mouth.
David stood up and pulled his shirt off. She undid his belt, and he grabbed her hands, pulling them up so she could feel his bare chest and stomach while he removed his shorts. Jesus, his body felt incredible.
“Hurry, I don’t have much time,” she encouraged him.
He just kept kissing her as she ran her hands over his hard body.
“I really have to go.”
If he had just stopped kissing her and stepped away, she would have been fine. But his lips were so soft, and he smelled and tasted so good. They continued to make out, so she pushed her hands into his boxers. He wasn’t fully hard, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t long and thick. She could feel his trouser snake twitch as she cupped his balls.
“You’re going to be late,” he predicted.
She grabbed his hair and pulled him away from her lips.
“You have ten minutes to make me scream,” Crystal begged.
She found herself tipped back onto the table. David then grabbed her thighs and pushed them up into the air. Her shorts were all but ripped off. He pushed her thighs apart and sheathed himself in her core. His talented fingers had made her more than ready for him as Mr. Happy slashed into her body, stretching and filling her faster than she’d expected. He gyrated his hips so that each stroke helped to loosen her up. Maybe a half dozen times were needed before she felt his pubic bone press against hers.
“I am so going to be late,” Crystal groaned.
Just the feel of him lodged inside of her made her lose her mind. It felt like a huge, hot, and unyielding telephone pole.
Grasping her breasts to pin her to the table, David began to thrust his hips. He used long strokes to fuck her deep. His cock would slide all the way out until only the tip was in, then it was heaven as he drove home. His pulsing length stabbed deep inside her until she was stretched and filled to her limit.
He wasn’t messing around as his pace quickened. Crystal’s belly tightened within mere moments because her insides churned with arousal. He fucked her like a machine, like his only purpose in life was to fuck, like he was born and bred for it. David was magnificent.
He plunged into her again and again and again until she shrieked. She was barely aware of hot liquid soaking her stomach and breasts.
“Did you just cum on me?” Crystal complained as she came to her senses.
“I figured you didn’t want to be leaking while you studied.”
Even though he was right, she gave him a dirty look, which made him laugh.
He was stuffing his impressive cock back into his boxers when she pushed up onto her elbows. Looking down, she saw the devastation, a shocking amount of cum that had been shot in ropes. The defined lines were slowly blurring as the thick liquid spread.
David put his hands on the table outside of her thighs and leaned over her.
“See you tonight?”
Crystal just nodded and watched him finish getting dressed to leave. He gave her a quick kiss and was gone.
“Fuck!” she complained when she saw the time.
He’d forgotten his promise to give her a ride. She frantically looked for her phone to let her study group know that she was on her way.
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She purposely didn’t go over to David’s until after she finished studying. The last thing she wanted was for his horny self to distract her from keeping her grade point average up.
As she drove to his place, Crystal had a moment of truth. She was at a crossroads with David. It wasn’t that they were fake boyfriend and girlfriend with benefits. That was rather refreshing. And the benefits were well worth it.