“Did you?”
“Yes,” she hissed. A moment later she let out a wordless cry.
I slammed into her and held still as her pussy convulsed around my cock.
My fingers went into overdrive on her clit. She cried out again as her pleasure peaked.
Her orgasm eventually subsided, and I ran my hands up her body and cupped her breasts. I kneaded them gently as she slowly recovered her breath.
“I don’t remember you making me come that quickly,” she said. “Or that hard.”
“I’ve had a little practice since then.”
“I’ll say.”
Out in the hot tub, my dad sank to a seat and watched the women kiss.
One of them started sucking the other’s nipples.
“Wanna join them?” Gina asked.
“I don’t think so.”
She looked over her shoulder at me.
“I want you to myself tonight.”
“And what, exactly, do you want to do to me?”
“All sorts of perverted things.”
She grinned.
“But first, I wanna get out of this suit and these shoes. My feet are killing me.”
“Oh, very perverted,” she teased. Then she gasped as I withdrew my cock. She turned and started to drop to her knees, but I caught her first.
“Hold that thought,” I said. “I’m serious about getting comfortable.”
“Oh. Okay.” She looked down at my hard-on.
“It can wait.”
Her eyebrows rose in surprise. “You have grown up.”
“Lots.”
I returned to the kitchen and retrieved her things. My erection led the way like a thick pink divining rod. Gina followed me through the darkened house to my bedroom. I turned on the lights and closed the door.
“It looks different than I remember,” she said.
“Yeah. Like your elementary school when you go back as a teenager.”
She laughed. “Sort of.”
I untied my shoes and kicked them off. Then I scrunched my toes in the
carpeting. “God, that feels good.”
Gina watched with growing amusement.
“What?” I said at last.
“You. Your dick. You look so sexy with it sticking out like that. You sure you don’t want me to…?”
I wanted to get undressed first. But then I heard Susan’s voice in my head, A relationship is about compromise. I chuckled to myself when I realized the absurdity of the situation: a beautiful woman wanted to suck my dick, and the “compromise” was to let her.
I motioned her toward me and drew her into my arms. My hard-on bent against her stomach. She smiled and tilted her head up for a kiss. Our lips met, and she reached between us. Her hands found my shaft and began stroking. My hands found her nipples and began teasing.
We made out for a couple of minutes before she pulled back. Her eyes shone with excitement as she sank to her knees. She tasted pre-come and moaned deep in her throat.
I undressed while she sucked me. She bobbed away, unconcerned, until I finally stopped her so I could take off my boxers. I pulled them over my jutting erection and kicked them off. She recaptured my cock as soon as I righted myself.
She wanted that third load, all right. But I wanted to fuck her before I came again.
Time to compromise.
“Look,” I said, a bit flippantly, “a real bed with real sheets.”
She ignored me.
“Come on, my lovely limpet.” I pushed her away and lifted her to her feet.
“But…”
“Bed,” I said firmly. “Now.” I threw back the covers. “All right, in you go. On your back.”
I climbed in after her and kissed my way up her body. I lingered over her breasts. They were about the same size as Leah’s, maybe a little bigger, but her nipples were more like a grown woman’s. I licked and sucked until she couldn’t take it anymore.
“I need to feel you inside me.” She spread her legs wider, the perfect invitation.
The tip of my shaft entered her without help.
I chuckled. “It knows the way on its own.”
“Mmm.”
“It likes the warmth.”
She gripped the sheets and hissed as I slid all the way into her.
“Okay?”
She nodded.
I began thrusting, and our repartee dwindled to sighs and soft moans. I wanted to take my time and enjoy getting reacquainted with her body, but my dick had other ideas.
Hold on, I told it.
What about compromise?
I don’t have to. We aren’t in a relationship.
Sure we are.
No, we aren’t. I own you. I control you. You’re just a tool. I chuckled at my own wit.
My dick didn’t have a good comeback, so we ditched the compromise thing and did it my way. I stopped thrusting and held very still. Gina opened her eyes when I didn’t immediately start again.
“What’s the matter?”
“I’m going to come if I keep going.”
“Go ahead. I’m still on the pill.”
“That isn’t it. Although it’s good to know.” I glanced at where my body joined hers. “Really good to know.”
“Then… what?”
“You feel so good I wanna take my time.”
She smiled. “Is that all?”
“That’s a lot!”
“You’re a better lover than I remember too.” She caressed my face. “But we have all night. And all day. I told my parents I wouldn’t be home until tomorrow afternoon.”
“I hate to break it to you, but it’s been tomorrow for about an hour.”
“Then hurry up. I have places to go, things to do.”
We erupted in laughter, which I quickly put a stop to.
“What?”
“You tighten up when you laugh. It was all I could do not to come.”
She pulled me down for a kiss. Then she touched her cheek to mine.
A weird part of me was glad I’d shaved twice. I thought of the strangest
things sometimes.
“Come inside me,” she whispered.
That grabbed my attention.
She wrapped her arms around me and moved her hips.
I began thrusting again. Ten seconds later I closed my eyes and let out a low, continuous groan as a geyser of semen erupted from deep within me. I clench my muscles so hard that I thought I might hurt myself before I finally stopped shooting.
When I sort of regained control of my body again, I relaxed against her and breathed hard through my nose.
“I definitely remember that,” she said with satisfaction.
Chapter 10
We slept for a couple of hours, until someone knocked on the door. I opened my eyes. The room slowly came into focus. The lights were still on, and everything was where we’d left it.
“Come in,” I said without thinking.
Mom opened the door. She must have sobered up quite a bit, because she immediately looked away and cleared her throat.
My sleepy brain took a moment to realize why.
I was lying on my back, with my dick stretched out on my thigh. Gina lay with her head on my chest and one leg over mine. And if I had to guess, her shaved pussy lips were in full view. We must’ve been quite a sight.
“Sorry ’bout that.” I pulled the sheet over us.
“It’s okay,” Mom said. “I should’ve expected— Never mind. Where’s Erin?”
I looked at the clock. It was almost four in the morning.
“She isn’t in her bedroom.”
“Relax,” I said, and belatedly remembered that I was talking to my mother. “Sorry. I mean, she’s probably okay. She was with Mark and Leah.”
“That makes me feel a little better, but she still isn’t home.”
I struggled to sit up without disturbing Gina. I finally gave up and rolled her away from me as gently as I could.
“Wha’ time izzit?”
I suppressed a grin. Leah said it the same way. “It’s still early,” I said softly. “Go back to sleep.”
I cast about for something to wear and found my trousers. I pulled them