Safe With Me, Part 1

by Shaina Richmond

  Susie knelt on the floor in front of me and pumped some lube into her hands.

  "I hope this isn't cold." She gently massaged some lube onto my dick.

  Okay, she's gonna give me a hand job, I thought. But just then, she squirted some between her tits.

  Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!! I thought I was gonna come right then. I've always wanted this.

  She turned the bottle upside down and squirted it onto her chest, spreading it between her tits. It was too hot for words.

  "I hope you like this,” she said, with a huge smile on her face.

  I couldn’t help but smile back at her. Damn, I’ve finally hit the lottery.

  Susie leaned forward and used her hands to heave her giant tits onto my lap around my cock, squeezing them together. I could barely see my cock anymore between those two beautiful mounds of flesh. With a hand on each one, she massaged my cock with her tits. She moved them up and down, sometimes moving one up while the other was moving down.

  I breathed hard and fast. Her plump, creamy breasts were electric to me. Each movement was too good to be true, even better than the one before. It was a totally new sensation for me. I loved it. I loved her. I had no idea when I left my house to study that day I’d be titty fucking a sex goddess less than ten hours later.

  "Do you want me to come on you?" I breathed, barely able to speak.

  She answered with no hesitation. "I want whatever you want," she said as her breasts feverishly massaged my cock. It felt like a bomb about to explode.

  I knew we didn't have much time. I wanted to come all over her chest, but even more than that, I wanted to know what it was like to pound her round, gorgeous ass.

  "Stop.” I barely exhaled. She sat back on her heals, removing her breasts from my lap as I took a deep breath to calm down. "Do you have any condoms?” I asked.

  She scooted on her knees to a nearby end table and opened the drawer. "I'm pretty sure I have just one in here unless someone found it the other night." She rummaged through the drawer for about 30 seconds. I was glad it took a while. It gave me time to settle myself down a little before the next round.

  She finally found the condom and handed it to me. I tore the little yellow package open but decided not to put it on just yet. I laid the package on the arm of the couch and stood up.

  "Your turn," I said as I reached down to help her stand up beside me. "First, I need you out of those clothes."

  She showed me that sexy smile I already loved so much. "Whatever you want," she moaned, then took my hand and rose to her feet. I pulled her pants and panties all the way down to the floor and helped her step out of them.

  Susie looked beautiful standing before me. I swear, I had never been attracted to her body type before. It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I studied her, trying to burn her image into my memory. Susie's body was full and silky, and looked even better naked than I had imagined.

  I put my arms around her back as I leaned down to overtake her mouth with mine. I fiercely pressed my hard body to hers, reveling in the luxurious feel of her softness against me. Her breasts felt like pillows; her stomach cushioned my hard cock. I wanted to take her away to a deserted island and devote myself to learning everything I could about her body for a few years.

  I felt her hands on my ass pulling me closer. She cupped my firm muscles as she moaned and breathed harder into my mouth. My dick pressed harder into her stomach until I couldn’t take it anymore.

  "Sit on the couch," I whispered.

  Without a word, she sat down. I knelt down on the floor in front of her and gently placed a hand on each of her knees, spreading them apart. I was about to reach for the condom when I caught a glimpse of the soft folds between her thighs. I knew I needed to taste her. I put my hands under her knees to guide her legs even further apart. Then I stopped to gaze at her for a moment, admiring her naked body, trying again to burn another picture of her into my memory. She half smiled at me with a dreamy look in her eyes.

  I loved how those big tits complimented her pretty pink pussy, and the way her long blond hair framed her beautiful face as it fell around her shoulders, onto her chest. I was once again reminded of a scene from a trashy magazine featuring large-breasted women with their legs spread open. She was a guilty pleasure come to life.

  I bent my head down and gave her one good, long lick from the bottom of her pussy up to her clit. She moaned and put her hands on the back of my head.

  "Woman, you are so wet," I said, just before my mouth began its assault on her.

  I took my time with her at first, licking every inch of her, my tongue lingering to enjoy her taste. Every time I had done this with a woman in the past, the room was dark. But Susie had the lights on, confident and unashamed. It turned me on to be able to see her pussy while I was licking it.

  I sucked on her lips for a while before I moved up to her clit. Her moans got louder as my tongue moved in fast circles around it.

  "Damn it! I need you to fuck me, now!" she demanded. I could hear pain in her voice.

  I desperately wanted to fuck her, but not yet. I longed to get her off with my mouth before we went any further. I wanted to taste her and feel her wetness dripping all over me as I brought her to orgasm.

  I slid three fingers inside her and thrust them in and out with my arm as my mouth stayed fiercely on her clit. I opened my eyes and, from my position between her legs, I could see her throw her head back into the couch. She screamed and moaned loudly. Her tits bounced as her whole body tossed around. It made it more difficult to stay on her clit but it was worth the extra work.

  Her hands were behind my head, pulling me closer. Then her ankles found their way to my back. I continued to fuck her with my fingers as I licked her, and suddenly I heard her come.

  She screamed and squealed uncontrollably. Her juices flowed all over me, completely soaking my face. It didn't seem to take long to get her off, although I felt like I could have kept going for hours. I hoped it wouldn’t be the last time I got to taste her pussy.

  Finally she stopped squirming and sat there on the couch. She closed her eyes; her mouth hung open. I heard her take a deep breath.

  I stood up. "I'll be right back in a minute," I said.

  I found the downstairs bathroom. Faster than ever before in my life, I washed my face and rinsed my mouth out with mouthwash. I didn't know if she would mind the taste of herself on me or not and I didn’t feel like ruining the moment to ask her. I just knew I wanted to be able to kiss her again without any awkwardness.

  I ran back to the living room. She opened her eyes and smiled at me as she lay there, naked and beautiful.

  I picked up the condom I'd left in a package on the arm of the couch and raced to put it on. Then I got on my knees on the floor and positioned myself between her legs. First I leaned forward to give her a kiss. I was sure she could taste soap and mouthwash but she kissed me right back, her tongue roaming my mouth more aggressively than before.

  She stared deep into my eyes as I pulled away from her. "You were amazing,” she said. I grabbed her soft, creamy thighs to guide them into the exact position I needed to fuck her senseless.

  "Thank you.” I slipped inside her soaking wet pussy.

  Susie stared into my eyes and let out a squeal when I entered her. I wasn’t used to a woman being so responsive – so unafraid to let go. Damn, the past had cheated me.

  "You're huge!" she screamed, throwing her head back into the soft cushion of the overstuffed couch. I felt her pussy tighten around me.

  "You feel so good, baby." I hadn't meant to say "baby" but I had no control at that point. Her pussy felt amazing to me. I didn't know a woman could get as wet as she was that night.

  "You don't have to take it easy on me, Tyler. I won't break. I need you really to give it to me."

  Damn, she's awesome.

  I had never fucked anybody so hard in my life. I had to be gentler with other girls, but not with Susie. She kept yelling at me to pound her harder. I loved th
e feel of her full body as I thrust into her. The whole "more cushion" thing wasn't just a crude joke people said about heavier women. It was true. Shit, why didn't I know this before? At least I know now.

  It was easy to see why men wanted more of her after the first time. She was aggressive and wild. And she was confident enough to keep the lights on. I still didn't like the thought of her with another guy, but all that mattered was she was mine that night. I wanted to tear her ass to shreds.

  Her beautiful, lightly-padded body let me pound her as hard as I wanted without feeling like I was going to hit her bones and hurt myself. Her breasts bounced each time I rammed into her. I could've watched them for hours, mesmerized.

  I picked her left leg up and put it over my shoulder to get inside her as deep as possible.

  "Oh yeah. That's it… that's it… ." she moaned.

  I went at her, fucking her like crazy as long as I could. She screamed and made beautiful sounds each time I hit that place deep inside her. Occasionally she would scream my name.

  I couldn't hold back any longer. I was surprised I'd lasted so long. I started to come. I don't even know what noises I made. I’m pretty sure I screamed her name. I had to fight the urge to yell "I fucking love you!"

  I wanted more as soon as it was over. She was like a drug. One time wouldn't be enough, not for something that good. Even though it was all over less than an hour after it started, it was the best sex I'd ever had. I'd seen porno movies that weren't as good as what we’d done.

  And, unfortunately, I knew I already had feelings for her. She was honest about what she did and didn't want. But it only made me want her more. I found her independence and confidence irresistible. Not to mention the way she took control sexually. There was no shyness or awkwardness. She knew what she wanted. And I knew I wanted her.

  Shit. I'm Troy. I didn't even know the guy but I felt bad for him. It would be hard not to fall for that girl, especially if you found out how she was in bed. Or, in my case, on a couch.

  We both stood up and found our recklessly scattered clothing. Susie only put her shirt back on.

  "Well, Tyler, I had a lot of fun studying with you today," she said. She laughed in a way that sounded nervous to me. Maybe she was as surprised as I was at how our day ended?

  I smiled. I might have even blushed. I put my arms around her to give her a long hug, enjoying the feel of her soft body against me again. I kissed her forehead, then her lips.

  The sight of her standing there with nothing on but a shirt that barely went past her waist was about to get me hard again. I knew I needed to leave or we'd go until the wee hours of the morning and end up sleeping through the finance test we'd studied so hard for.

  I didn't know what to say to her before leaving. I wanted to tell her I hoped to see her again. I also wanted to thank her for the fantastic sex we'd just had. I couldn't think of a way to say everything and not come across like just another annoying guy who wanted more of her attention. But I wanted her to at least consider being with me, exclusively. And I was already determined to find a way to make that happen.

  "Alright," I said, loosening my tight grip. "Thanks for giving me an amazing day." I briefly thought about asking to sleep over since it was so late but she seemed to be shoving me out the door. "I'll see you tomorrow at the Cellar, right?" I asked.

  "Yes. I’ll be there," she said.

  "Okay then. I need to go get some sleep."

  "Me too," she said. Right before I opened the door to leave, she spoke. "I had an amazing day with you too. Really…amazing."

  My heart pounded erratically. I already had it so bad for her. Immediately, her words about not wanting anything serious rang loudly in my head.

  I stepped forward to give her another kiss, this one a little longer. I let my arms linger around her back, then reached down to her naked ass. We kissed as my hands lingered there, exploring her fleshy round cheeks. I rubbed and squeezed them. I couldn't resist the urge to draw my hand back and give her left cheek a little smack. She giggled, then moaned. Note to self - if fortunate enough to be with her again, explore this further.

  "See you tomorrow," I said as I opened the door to leave.

  I got home that night around 3:00 a.m. My roommates were asleep and didn’t seem to notice I’d been gone.

  I had a lot to think about. I knew my life would never be the same. I was attracted to a completely different type of body than I'd ever been attracted to before. And that body had given me the most amazing sex of my life. Furthermore, against my better judgment, I was falling for the woman inside that body.

  I hadn't thought about having a girlfriend in a long time. My last serious relationship ended almost a year earlier but it had really ended long before without me realizing it. I neglected her because I'd been dealing with family issues. She started seeing someone else and wanted to officially break it off with me. I wasn't even upset about it.

  Women hadn't been a priority to me, at least not since my dad died. Settling down and finding the right woman were goals I had in the back of my mind and I knew they would happen someday. But I wasn't intent on making them happen, at least not for a while. I wanted to finish school and start my own business. I needed to make sure my mom and the rest of my family were well cared for, including the wife and children I hoped to have someday. I didn't want them to be in the situation my family was in when we lost Dad.

  Sure, I was a man. I still desired women and spent a lot of time admiring them. I just didn't want to put forth the energy into having a relationship until I had the other things in my life nailed down. Women had been too much effort for me in the past. Occasionally I would meet girls here or there on campus who piqued my interest. They would give me signals they were interested too. I would flirt and sometimes even think about pursuing one in particular but my mind always found its way several weeks or months down the road, when she might be upset with me for not paying her enough attention, or not taking her to the right restaurant on Valentine's Day. Or expect me to drop everything I was doing because she had a bad day and needed me - with no regard to the fact that I have problems too, like getting through college, or making sure my family doesn’t fall apart. Maybe my past girlfriends were too needy. I figured all women were like that.

  I had really gotten into porn as a result. I wouldn't say I was addicted to it. But it was there when I needed it, and I needed it often.

  I made the huge mistake of hooking up on two separate occasions in the past year with women I'd just met. One was a woman I met at a bar when I was still helping out at home. I was out with friends who were home from college over their Thanksgiving break. I drank too much and I was a little lonely. I felt terrible about it when I woke up in her bed the next morning. She tried to call me for weeks, even when I told her I didn't like her that way. I swore it would never happen again. And then in March I hooked up with a girl I met at a friend’s party. The fallout was so bad, I tried to put it out of my mind forever. And of course, I swore I'd never do it again.

  Susanna Lombardi had caught me off guard in many ways. She was completely different from anybody I'd ever known, let alone anybody I'd ever been attracted to. She stirred up desires and emotions in me I'd forgotten were there. My mind kept going over the list of things I liked about her. Things that made her stand out from the other girls.

  I felt like I could talk to her about anything. She listened without judging or giving unnecessary advice. She didn't seem like she would be needy in a relationship. Mostly because she said she didn't even want a relationship.

  Shit. There's the rub. This phenomenal woman steamrolls into my life and she doesn't want anything serious. At least she says she doesn't. I had no idea what I was going to do. Now that we’d gotten to know each other – in typical porn star fashion - I was going to have to see her in many of my classes. What if she tries to blow me off? What if I walk around campus with a constant erection because she's around and I can't stop thinking about what happened?

  I'
m probably overreacting. I had a great time with a great girl. If I have nothing else, at least I have an amazing memory. Even if I end up married to someone else I'll still have the memory of that night of mind-blowing sex, which was probably only a taste of who she was, sexually. Fuck. I have to marry her. This argument with myself did not end the way I’d planned.

  I really hoped it would wear off - this euphoria from getting laid for the first time in months. Maybe that's all this is, I told myself. There's no reason to worry.

  The past few years had been pretty rough on me. Since May, I'd lived in a house with three other guys and they were always bringing different girls home. That lifestyle didn't appeal to me. But it didn't mean I couldn't have some fun once in a while, right? It didn't make me a "bad guy." It's normal college behavior. Part of the college experience. It wasn't a part I was interested in before but maybe I was warming up to the idea.