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“
You
are really sexy,” I told him.

“
Right
back at you, kid.” He made a clicking sound with his tongue and
winked at me. It was completely dumb but still made me laugh.

I shrugged off my
blouse and then quickly unclasped my bra, allowing it to fall over my
shoulders and onto the floor. Chase knelt between my legs, wrapping
his arms around my sides and drawing me forward so that he could lick
at one of my nipples. My eyes were already hooded, watching him with
lust as he sucked the taut peak into his mouth and gave it a gentle
bite. I gasped as pleasure pulsed from my chest to my cunt, my clit
firing off in approval.

He moved to my other
nipple, making tight circles around it with the tip of his tongue
before flicking it back and forth and then engulfing it in the warm
wetness of his mouth. I wrapped my arms around his strong shoulders,
feeling his skin beneath my fingertips as he sucked a bit too hard,
making me wince in exquisitely delicious pain.

“
Is
it good?” he asked, kissing a trail up to my collarbone while
his hands worked to hike up my skirt.

“
Yes,”
I moaned in reply.

His lips reached
mine, and our mouths moved together in time, sucking and caressing
and exploring. I enjoyed the affection he lavished on me. It was as
if I could feel the love flowing from his body to mine. There was no
mystery with Chase, no games, and I absolutely loved it.

He pressed one of my
hands between his legs to feel the prominent bulge that had formed
beneath his jeans. I took it as a sign he was ready for more. As
seductively as I could, I scooted toward the edge of the sofa,
wrapping my arms around his shoulders and dry humping him over our
clothes. It reminded me of high school all over again, giving me a
giddy nostalgic feeling. We weren't that young and innocent anymore
though. Not innocent at all.

Chase looped his
fingers around the waistband of my underwear and pulled them down,
moving back so he could get them over my knees. I kicked them to the
side once they fell to the floor.

With a devious grin,
Chase pulled himself up onto the couch, then grabbed me gently by the
wrist and guided me to sit on top of him. My skirt was crumpled up
all the way to my waist, my naked cunt rubbing on the bulge in his
jeans. The feel of the hard material against my sensitive parts was
somehow pleasurable. Unlike with Damien Reed, I wasn't worried that
Chase would get pissed off if I got my womanly wetness on his
clothes.

“
You're
gonna make me nut if you're not careful,” Chase warned.

I hadn't even
realized how torturous my rubbing against his cock must have been for
him. The pleasure of the friction against my clit almost made me
forget about his needs completely.

When I moved back,
he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his thick tool. I grinned as I
saw the tip already shiny with pre-come. He must not have been
joking. Silly young men and their lack of self-control.

Before he even had
time to let go of his cock, I was taking over, brushing his hand away
so I could start stroking it. The skin was velvet to my fingers, the
flesh beneath it solid as a rock. Chase groaned as I pumped him with
my hand, his head resting against the sofa, his eyes rolling back
until I could only see the whites of them. I leaned forward and
licked up his Adam's apple. He had a nice one, large and kissable. My
lips yearned to suck on it, to bite it, but I knew to be gentle as I
lavished affection on his throat.

“
Bed,”
he groaned, and I tried not to scowl. Why couldn't we do it right
here on the couch? Still, I didn't complain, standing up and shedding
my skirt before I followed him into the bedroom.

This time, the bed
had been made, and I was ever so thankful. I laughed as he did a
flying leap onto his back, his erect dong flapping wildly.

“
Come
to me, my love,” he said in an overly dramatic way,
outstretching his arms to me.

I happy obliged,
crawling on top of him. My body edged down over his cock, and I
rubbed my parted lips up and down his shaft, causing his body to
tense and the smirk to leave his face as he went back to looking
lusty.

“
You
are the most evil tease ever,” he whispered.

“
You
love it though,” I giggled before leaning down to kiss him, my
soft breasts pressing against the firmness of his chest.

“
I
do,” he admitted, reciprocating my affection.

“
Should
I tease you some more?”

“
Please
don't.”

“
But
I think it would be fun,” I pouted, moving back down his body.

He watched me,
looking somewhere between pain and pleasure. Grinning wickedly, I
wrapped my hand around the base of his hot member, rubbing it against
my cheek. The scent of sex seeping from his slit was already
overpowering. I licked at the source, tasting his salty pre-juices.
His body shuttered beneath me.

This was definitely
torturous. I could see it in his eyes. Relentlessly, I pressed on,
teasing his fleshy member with my lips and tongue. My hands went down
to cup his balls, gently massaging them.

“
They
feel full,” I noted.

“
They
are full,” he breathed.

“
I'm
going to suck it now,” I said in my most seductive voice and
then popped the tip into my mouth.

Chase moaned,
bucking up into me until it almost triggered my gag reflex. Just when
I was about to pull up, he tangled his hands into my hair, forcing me
back down again. Any attempt at suppressing my gag reflex was lost,
and I coughed wildly around his cock. This didn't seem to faze him at
all though. With his hands twisted in my hair, Chase began pumping in
and out of my mouth, taking complete control. It was a side of him
that I hadn't seen before, dominant and carnal, and it drove me
absolutely wild.

My cunt pulsed with
each thrust of his throbbing manhood into my mouth. Tears cascaded
down my cheeks from my face being overfilled, and I counted them as
tears of joy. He fucked my mouth mercilessly, until I could feel
drops of his pre-seed painting the back of my throat. I slurped and
swallowed them as best I could, feeling like I had a pretty good
handle on things. Then he groaned, his whole body tensing as he
thrust his hips up into me and held them there. Warm seed spurted
into my mouth, overwhelming me. I opened my throat and let it slide
down, devouring the full salty load. When Chase finally let go of my
hair, I pulled back, panting in disbelief of what had just happened.

The expression on
his face was absolutely euphoric, and when he finally opened his
eyes, he whispered, “That's what you get for being such a
tease.”

I lay beside him,
stunned. “I'll have to tease you more often then. That was
amazing.”

“
Really?”
He gave me an uncertain look.

“
Really.
I like it that you took control. It made me all hot and bothered.”
I traced the groove in his hip with my fingertip, licking the
remnants of his seed off my lips.

“
I'll
keep that in mind.” He grinned.

I snuggled up
against him, laying my head on his chest to listen to his heartbeat.
His warm arm around my shoulder made me feel safe and secure and
loved. It was a rather wonderful feeling.

“
So,
have you given anymore thought to us?” he asked, sounding
nervous.

My lips sulked into
a soft frown. For as much as I did care about Chase, I still wasn't
sure if I was ready for a relationship.

“
Can
I have a little more time?” I asked, trying to sound as
innocent and sweet as possible.

He sighed, “More
time. Sure. Well, what do you want to do until you decide?”

“
I
can think of some things.” My lecherous grin returned as I
began to play with his tool, running my fingers up and down the
length and watching as it responded to my touch.

“
You're
so naughty.”

I lifted my head,
gazing into his eyes. “Naughty, and wanting you inside of me.”

“
I
think that can be arranged.” He began to sit up, but I pushed
him back down.

“
I
want to be on top,” I said, climbing over him.

His eyes widened as
I grabbed the base of his shaft, pumping it a few times until he was
fully engorged. Then I lifted myself up, positioning the head against
my wet slit. Chase groaned as I lowered myself, engulfing him in my
soft folds. There was a small sting as the tip went inside, but once
I started sliding down the shaft, the most prominent feeling was
stretching and fullness. His cock spread me uncomfortably wide,
making my skin feel like it might tear from his impressive girth.
Despite the unpleasantness of this sensation, my clit was going buck
wild, throbbing and threatening to send me over the edge. By the time
I was all the way down on his rod, my body was rolling in
contractions from a surprise orgasm. I shuddered as I held myself
steady, embarrassed by my own lack of self-control.

“
Damn.
Your dick really does have some magical power over me,” I
commented.

The orgasm wasn't
the best I ever had, but it was still pleasant. My body stilled on
top of Chase, waiting for the contractions to stop. He didn't seem to
be patient though. At the first squeeze of my tunnel on his manhood,
he began thrusting, gliding his slick member in and out of me.

I allowed him to
take control again, losing everything I had learned from the girl in
Damien's video. I simply sat there, holding myself up on top of Chase
while he moved in and out of me. Eventually, he grabbed my hips,
bouncing me on his cock. When our bodies collided, a tremor of pain
would ripple through me, as if he was plunging too deep inside, but
the hot friction of our bodies moving together helped to balance the
pain out with pleasure.

It wasn't long
before he was urging me off of him so that his balls could expend
their load. I watched the drippy seed leave his meat stick. The
puddle that pooled on his stomach was small, and I wondered if it had
been the same amount that went into my mouth. Probably not. It looked
like there was only about a teaspoon on his stomach. It felt like he
had emptied half a cup into my mouth, though I knew that wasn't
realistic.

My cell phone rang,
and I reached across Chase's panting body to grab it. The name on the
caller ID made all the joy drain from my face. Damien Reed. I hit the
reject button and turned my phone off, silently cursing him for
ruining my mood.

“
Who
was it?” Chase asked.

“
Telemarketer,”
I grumbled.

“
So
annoying.”

“
Yeah.”

“
So,
are you hungry?” He sat up, quickly scouring the room for a
sock to clean himself off with.

“
I
could eat,” I admitted.

“
Want
to order a pizza?”

“
Sure.”

The rest of the
night was spent in comfortable contentment. We got dressed, and
watched TV until the pizza arrived. Then he put on some silly romance
movie while we ate. I was certain it was an attempt to make me want
him as a boyfriend, and to be honest, it kind of worked.

LOVE AND LUST

True to my word, I
did not go to Art Appreciation class the next day. It was strange
having an extra hour before lunch, but convenient at the same time. I
decided to start coming home for lunch instead of eating at campus.
The extra hour gave me time to get a head start on my home work so
that my nights weren't so hectic.

Damien Reed had sent
me a text on Sunday night after his phone call to ask if I was
alright. I didn't bother responding. What did he really care if I was
alright anyway?

To my surprise, he
tried to call and text me again on Monday night, then on Tuesday
night, and Wednesday night. The fact that he kept trying to get in
contact with me made me uncomfortable . . . and hopeful. Why, I
didn't know. It was over between us. He was water under the bridge.