“Stop teasing me! I need you, Mia!” I groaned, and she chuckled.
Wordlessly she reached for her purse and pulled a condom out.
“I’m on the pill, but I don’t want to risk anything. I’m definitely way too young to get pregnant!” she explained in a still wanton voice, as she used the opportunity to tease me a little more by rolling the condom over my dick.
I simply nodded, lost in my lust that she had expertly raised to almost unbearable heights. She lifted herself up on her knees, lined up my tip with her opening, but still refused to stop the teasing. Instead of sitting back down and allowing me to finally penetrate her, she dragged my tip up and down through her inner lips as her tongue invaded my mouth. Her moaning drove me crazy as I grabbed her asscheeks with both hands, giving them a forceful squeeze.
“OH my god! PLEASE!” I moaned, when she lowered herself barely enough to let my tip enter her opening.
It did feel different with a condom, but she had me way too horny to care. It wasn’t the physical stimulation that had me going. It was her teasing, her ragged breathing, her lustful moans, and that sultry smile on her beautiful face that made me want this girl more than I could express.
Slowly, inch for inch, she lowered herself onto me, finally allowing me to enter her wet canal. As soon as she was fully resting on my thighs, she simply sat there with closed eyes and her mouth opened in a silent moan, while both of us savored the feeling of our first time being joined.
When she started riding me, she did so in cautious movements. Her hips raising and lowering in maybe two inch increments, while her pussy clamped down on my cock almost painfully.
“Oh, Tim! TIM! I love this!” she moaned, before she leaned in for another kiss.
“You have no idea how much I want you!” I moaned back, and her riding gained in speed and force.
We breathed into each other’s mouths, unwilling to move away too far and risk missing the display of need on the other’s face. I was now thrusting up into her, meeting her movements while resuming the kneading of her ass. Then she leaned fully back, placed her hands on my knees to support herself, and started riding me with reckless abandon. Every time her hips raised, I would gain a perfect view of my dick invading her. And then it happened.
The next time she leaned forward, the movement of her hips never slowing down, her head dropped next to my face and I could hear her breathy voice.
“I love you!”
As soon as I heard it, I knew for sure I felt the same. I had felt myself falling for her for weeks now, the only thing holding me back was the family situation, but she had shown signs of being fine with that. At that moment, I wanted to risk it.
“I love you too, Mia!”
Hearing me say it pushed her into overdrive. Her hips moved faster than I thought possible, as she wildly grinded herself into my groin until her lungs pushed a high pitched scream out of her, and I felt her body tremble. I wrapped my arms around her torso and held her in place, her breasts smashed flat against my chest, until her shaking subsided.
I wasn’t done with her yet, though. I used my hold on her torso to lift us both off the couch, turned, and lay her onto her back. Then I leaned forward and started fucking her as forcefully as I could. The condom did a surprisingly good job in helping me last, as Mia wrapped her legs around my hip as if she had to stop me from pulling out.
“I love you!” She moaned again. “I do! I DO! YES! YEEEES!”
I felt her tremble yet again, her nails scratching over my back, and her pussy massaging my cock as the ripples of her orgasm traveled through her. That pushed me over the edge as well. With one forceful thrust, penetrating her as deeply as I possibly could, I joined in her orgasm and unloaded myself into the condom.
When our spasms had finally subsided, we lay there panting, covered in sweat, kissing all over our faces. Then we didn’t move for a long time, simply embracing each other and reveling in our postcoital bliss. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t pull out of her, since she still had her legs wrapped around my waist. Finally she spoke.
“Let’s take a break. Then we’ll continue in the bedroom.” she laughed.
We moved over to my dinner table, not bothering to put on clothes, and sat down to eat. But now, that we had reached that stage, there was something we had to discuss before we could move forward.
“So...” I started pensively. “Now that we told each other how we feel ... I guess there is something we need to address.”
“And what’s that?” she asked casually, not even looking at me.
“Ava.” That caused her to finally put the food down and fix me with a calculating look.
“Okay.” she said, before taking a deep breath. “I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m not exactly the possessive type. But I do expect the guy I’m with to be faithful. Now, that being said, what you told me in the hospital was mostly true. I am going to leave for Northwestern in four months, and I’m gonna be away for three years before I get my degree and can join Daddy’s company. But I won’t be gone for four years. I’m going into the JD-MBA program. Double the course load, but it takes ‘only’ three years.”
I swallowed my comment about three years not being that much better than four. It didn’t seem necessary anyways, as her eyes had taken on a rather regretful look. Though, it vanished after a few seconds before she continued with newfound resolve.
“I plan on holding on to you. After all, since you put Craig in his place, half the cheer team wants you too. And I’m the one who got you.” she chuckled.
“Who’s Craig?” I asked, confused, not necessarily surprised about the second part. I knew that since Ava had told me how they asked for my number and relationship status.
“Kathy’s boyfriend?” she tried to elaborate, but saw equal confusion in my eyes. “The guy who tried to make fun of you for only having one girlfriend so far.”
“Oh! That guy!” I called out. “But what does all that have to do with Ava?”
“Well ... Look.” she sighed. “Ava’s been my best friend since we were in kindergarten. She’s like a sister to me. And, as I said before, I can’t really blame her if she wants to be with you after what you did for her. So ... how about ... I give you a limited hall pass?”
“You ... what?” I was stunned.
“I’m not gonna tell you what to do. Whether you want to go down that road with Ava will be your decision. But IF you find yourself ... tempted ... you have my blessing. At least she can’t steal you away from me. Not like you two could marry.” she grinned. Then her grin turned mischievous. “And, maybe ... Well, it wouldn’t be the first time Ava and I have some fun together.”
“You and Ava!?” I asked incredulously. I knew Ava had boyfriends over the years, but I never knew she had a girlfriend.
“Girls like to experiment sometimes.” she shrugged her shoulders. “Anyway, it’s your decision. But you don’t exactly look like the thought appalls you.”
I had to find an excuse. And fast! I couldn’t very well tell her that Ava had already spent quite a few nights in my bed as my literal cumdumpster.
“Well, it was hard not thinking about it during the last week, after you pointed it out.” That part wasn’t even a lie. Since she pointed it out, I had thought much more about it than before. “And I could see that you weren’t wrong.”
“Really. Is that so.” she grinned again, and I got the impression she was thinking about ways to tease me about it.
“So ... are we, like, official now?”
“I’d say we are, Muffin.” God, she had a gorgeous smile!
“You sure that’s what you want? I’ll be working a lot.” I reminded her.
“I know, and I’m not complaining.” she said firmly, and noticed the doubt in my eyes. “Look, I thought about that already. You told me in the hospital that you’re working about seventy hours each week. But that’s including the almost forty hours in School, right? So, by the time I’m back from Northwestern, you’ll have settled into a nice nine-to-five. Then I’ll be the one who’s probably working longer hours than you, while Daddy’s showing me the ropes in his firm.”