"Stop. You’ve teased me long enough. I need you to DO me!"
The lust in her eyes told me that if I delayed it would be a waste of time. I jumped off the bed and put on a condom. I had picked one of the ribbed ones for her pleasure. I was worried if I used the ultrathin that this would be over in record time. I moved between her legs and sat back on my heels. She spread her legs wide and pulled her knees back up. This opened her sex. I nudged my little head into her folds and moved it up and down to make sure it was thoroughly lubricated.
"Yes! Take me, make me yours!" Missy moaned as I began to stretch her entrance.
She took a quick breath when the mushroom head entered her. She then exhaled loudly and groaned ecstatically as I started sinking into her belly. My instincts didn’t want me to go slowly; I wanted to pound her. But my thoughts were the exact opposite. Something told me that she was either a virgin or didn’t have much experience. She was just too tight. Watching Mr. Happy split her open made my abdomen ripple and my sack quiver.
Damn, she was tight. I had to work for every inch that disappeared into heaven. It took me several minutes of concentrated work to finally worm my way to being fully seated. She bit her lip as my tool finally claimed her.
"Oh, you’re wonderful. I’ve dreamed what this would be like, and it’s so much better," Missy panted. Her chest heaved up and down, pushing her breasts up which made them jiggle. I think she must have been holding her breath for the entire time. Her hint that she was a virgin caused me almost to explode. I stopped to let her become accustomed to my size, gently wiggling my hips to help loosen her up.
I reached up and caressed her wobbling breasts. Her nipples were little bullets and when I brushed them, she moaned.
"So good," she sighed as she shuddered.
I leaned forward and grasped her wrists, pinning them above her head as I changed my position. This changed the angle of our joining so that my package was now rubbing against her love button. I pressed her into the mattress and ground my pubic bone into hers. I covered her mouth with mine and we both moaned in pleasure. Her hips moved, starting the ancient dance; I joined her. I made love to her with long, slow movements while teasing her neck with my lips. Each time I would thrust forward, she would grunt as we came together.
“Oh God! I love this. Oh, David, DO ME!” Missy begged.
I grinned like an idiot as I gave her a couple of quick short strokes and then followed it with long slow ones.
“Make me yours! DO ME!”
Someone had watched some bad porn, but I didn’t care. I did what she asked.
We had sex three times over the next two hours. Between sessions, we would cuddle and kiss until I was ready again. She couldn’t stop laughing when I put on the glow-in-the-dark condom. I teased her that I was Luke Skywalker and that my Mr. Happy was my lightsaber.
To Missy’s delight, she found out she was multi-orgasmic. On our last go-round, I brought her off quickly and then pounded her through her orgasm. It led to another and another. The last session was a marathon. I had gotten off twice and could have gone half the night. By the time I climaxed, Missy was a quivering mess.
I went and disposed of the last condom and cleaned up. I came back and she grabbed me and kissed me thoroughly.
"I love you," she told me.
I just kissed her, dodging the unasked question. She would be easy to fall for, but we wouldn’t be able to see each other enough. Baseball and seven-on-seven tournaments would eat up my weekends until the end of the year. I just couldn’t see it happening.
We ended up talking until three in the morning. She admitted that I was her first. I told her about my concerns. She called me a ‘stupid boy’ and explained that she had a car and could come visit me. At that point, I came clean about my other ‘friends.’ I was surprised when she already knew. Tami had told her when she saw that Missy was getting interested in me. She assured me that nothing needed to change.
Missy was surprisingly mature. She also didn’t want to be in a serious relationship. Now that she’d had it, she couldn’t see going without sex.
Sunday February 16
I WOKE UP EARLY TO a naked and happy girl. Missy insisted on a little fun in the shower. We didn’t go too far because she was sore. We had planned ahead, so Missy changed into new clothes and we went back to the dorm.
We picked up Tami and Harper and went to early church. The campus had its own chapel. I could tell that Harper and Missy were regulars by how people greeted them. Tami had never been big on church. She’d go if I asked her, but rarely on her own.
After church, the girls wanted to go to a buffet at one of the hotels. It was a little pricey, but I was starving. I came back to the table with my plate full.
“Maybe they can go in the back and get you a platter,” Tami teased me.
“Quiet, you! Growing boy here.”
“More like growing piglet. We’re going to have to wheel you out of here.”
I just ignored her and ate.
Missy acted shy around her friends. Big mistake when the bloodhound, a.k.a. Tami, was around.
“What are you being so quiet about?”
“Nothing,” Missy responded.
Talk about throwing meat to a hungry wolf. I decided she needed to be defended. I know, what was I thinking?
“Missy’s a little upset with me. We just need some space to work it out.”
“Is that so?” Harper asked sweetly.
What the hell? One was bad enough. I didn’t need Harper digging in as well.
“You stay out of this or I’ll call Ray and help him solve your small-boob issue.”
“You do that and I’ll tell everyone about your small winkie,” Harper threatened.
“That’s not true,” Missy defended me, a little too quickly.
There was a pause as everyone looked at each other. She looked at me, and we both knew we were caught, so we started laughing.
“Of course, I’d have no idea. I’m just assuming ... ahhh,” Missy stammered.
“Yep, busted. So, did you have a good time?” Tami asked Missy.
“Oh, yes. David gave me the full treatment, and I think my breasts are bigger this morning. Harper, you really should get a treatment before he goes home.”
Harper was trying to figure out how she’d become the focus of this conversation. We all stared at her. I have to hand it to Missy for the misdirection. I knew Tami would play along, but Missy was in for a grilling when Tami got her alone.
“Do you guys really think the twins are too small?” Harper complained.
I caught the twinkle in her eye. I knew she was playing us.
“We didn’t want to say anything, but because we’re all friends here, I think we need to be honest,” I started.
“David’s right. We should be honest, don’t you agree, Missy?” Tami asked.
I don’t think Missy wanted to be in the middle of this.
“I was raised that if you didn’t have anything good to say, you should be quiet. I think I’ll stay out of this conversation.”
I could see the doubt creeping into Harper’s brain.
“Do you mind if I inspect them? I’d hate to pass judgment and you not need a treatment,” I said.
I reached across the table and made squeezing motions. She swatted my hands away.
“You guys are so bad. Keep your hands to yourself, Buster.”
“Hey, I was just trying to help. It sounded like Ray wanted some upgrades.”
“You leave my boyfriend out of it. He’s a dumbass sometimes, but he’s my dumbass. Get your boy on a leash, Missy.”
“I have no control over him,” Missy said.
I had a good time getting to know Missy and Harper better. They all took me to the bus stop. Missy gave me a big kiss goodbye. Tami gave me a quick kiss and Harper opted for a hug. I was glad I came up for the weekend.
Chapter 15 – Judge Mom
Sunday February 16
I SLEPT MOST OF THE ride back. When I was about a half hour out, I called Mona to see if she wanted to pick me up. I then called home and Mom answered. I told her Dad was off the hook for giving me a ride. She laughed and said they forgot they were supposed to come get me. It must suck getting old. They say your memory is the first thing to go. Grandpa Davey used to say it was your knees, but I had to disagree.