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That image alone I knew was forever burned into my head, and I guess I’d done something right somewhere in life to get here.

It did occur to me at some point - the point where her hands were on her cute little tits, pinching her own nipples as she chanted “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me” over and over again, that here we it was our third time fucking, and we still weren’t using a condom. But honestly, I could even care at that point. And when I came, with her erupting right along with me, all I could imagine was my cum splashing right against her young, fertile walls. I imagined my cum spraying against her cervix, and I knew that if we continued like this and kept doing this without a condom - or hell, at least pulling out - that there was only one possible outcome.

Except the thought of this girl’s belly swollen with my belly only fueled me on, and suddenly I’d just started fucking her again, even having just came. She went wild then, as my big cock slid wetly in and out of her, her juices and my cum leaking out around us and trickling down her ass as I grabbed her ankles and fucked her for everything I was worth. She came screaming again, and when I felt that tight, barely used, practically still-virgin pussy just milked me for every damn drop, I let go all over again.

And then the next day, I was waving as she drove off with her parents again, back to the airport and back to Boston.

Leaving me, of course, with a raging hard on, about five pairs of her panties, and a lifetime of fantasies.

I hit the gym hard those next few days, pounding out reps, building my body back after the potato chip and beer fest of being newly divorced. I watched porn, it bored me. I jerked off with Che

lsea’s tiny little thong panties, and came roaring her name.

Sarah and Mike tried to fix me up with Karen a few more times, but I just kept giving excuse after excuse. “Im not ready”, or “it’s too soon.” Except they were bullshit excuses, and eventually, that was going to bite me in the ass. Even Mike gave me strange looks, knowing how I was back in Navy with a different girl every night. Me, turning down guaranteed pussy with Karen as a newly single man? I could tell he thought something was strange, but I doubt he had any idea that “strange” was me popping his daughter’s cherry and pumping my cum deep inside her pussy.

But it wasn’t like Chelsea and I were anything, right? I mean I took the girl’s virginity for Christ’s sake, but that didn’t mean we were dating right? Did the younger generation even feel like that anymore these days? Was I antiquated in thinking that meant something beyond “hooking up” or whatever shit kids were calling it these days? And I meant that in terms of her, not me. Me? I was twisted up about hat girl. I couldn’t even look at another woman without just getting pissed that they weren’t her.

And her? I had to shake my head. She was probably moving on. She as probably already out trying out new boys after I’d popped that cherry. She’d had her fantasy, she’d gotten the “first time” out of the way, and now she was off having fun like a girl her age should be doing.

The thought had me furious.

The very idea of some frat fuck-wad getting to touch her, or kiss her, or slip his cock inside that heavenly pussy had me absolutely livid, and I roared in my basement as I slammed the free weights in my hands back down.

I took a breath and squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the thought of Chelsea with anyone else in the world but me.

Fuck this, I had to do something or I was going go fucking insane.

Chapter 14:

Chelsea

"Ok, something's up with you."

I looked up from my book in my hands as I sat curled up on my dorm room bed to see my roommate Lucy raising a knowing eyebrow at me. “What do you mean?

Lucy sighed dramatically. “I mean, I've shared a room with you for five months now, and I've never seen you this...glowy before."

Her eyes suddenly widened as a big grin spread across her face. “Oh I know what it is! Oh my God, did prudish little Chelsea actually find a guy?"

Lucy was my best friend and roommate, but I still didn't know how I could possibly tell her about my hot affair from the winter break. How would that conversation possibly start?

'Well, Lucy, you see I spent my winter break losing my virginity to my much older next door neighbor, who also happens to be my dad's best friend. Oh, and I let him shoot his thick load right inside of me without any protection - three times, actually. Oh and did I mention, he has a REALLY big cock?’

Yeah, I still had to think that one through.

Instead, I rolled my eyes, feeling my cheeks flush pink. “Oh c’mon! Prudish? You make it sound like I'm a schoolmarm from the prairie or something!" I tossed a pillow at my friend, knowing she was just giving me a hard time.

"Chelsea; five months, and you haven't hooked up with a single guy here at school. Unless, of course, you're being very discreet about it."

I stuck my tongue out at her. "Well, maybe it is a guy."

Lucy grinned and excitedly ran over and jumped onto the bed next to me. “Sooooo....dish! C’mon, tell me about him! What class is he in?"

What class is he in; 'uh, well Lucy, he actually graduated around the same time as my DAD, by which I mean he literally graduated college with my father.'

Right, like I could say all that to Lucy, even if she was my best friend.

I'd barely gotten a chance to talk to Jake before coming back up to school after the break. We'd managed one very hot kiss behind his garage one night while I was supposed to be taking the garbage out, and I'd gotten more than a few hugs that lingered just on the cusp of being inappropriately long when others were around. But beyond that, I'd gone back to school wondering how I was possible going to manage to go all the way until spring break without him.


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