by Kitty Berry
The girls eventually grow tired of dancing and search for more contact, naked contact. They invite the guys back to their apartment with promises of beer, weed, and pussy, so of course the guys follow them out of the bar to their apartment not far off campus. When they arrive, the girls turn on music and light up a joint. They pass it around and pop open a beer.
In my dream, I watch as Pete walks down the hall to the bathroom. A minute later, he opens the door to find a girl standing there. Instead of letting him out, she pushes him back inside. I hear her tell him that he’s hot. She starts kissing him and his body responds as she pushes him up against the door. I watch, through my dream, as she grabs his dick through his jeans, already hard now. Then she unzips him and slides her hand inside. Pete leans back against the sink as this imaginary girl looks up at him with a smile plastered to her face and slowly lowers to her knees in front of him. She pushes his pants down and gasps when she frees his erection. She wastes no time, she sucks his dick hard and fast right out of the gate.
Even in my sleep, I manage to form the thought that Pete doesn’t like it that way. At least not with me. He likes it to build, likes us to savor the moment. But as I watch, it becomes obvious that he’s going to come in her mouth. He smirks down at her once he finishes then zips up, leaving her standing alone in the bathroom, not a word spoken.
My orgasm hits me while I’m still sleeping, brought on by the dream of Pete’s orgasm. It startles me awake and I find Pete staring at me.
“Must’ve been one hell of a dream. Hope I was in it” he laughs as he climbs out of bed.
I try to clear my head while Pete heads into the bathroom with a smirk on his face. But the old feelings come rushing back. The insecurity, the self-loathing, the rejection. I remember how I felt when Pete would lay in bed with me, usually minutes after fucking me, and tell me about some other girl or girls he’d recently been with. It would make me feel as if I weren’t good enough for him, as if I were too fat, too ugly for someone like him. I’d feel foolish for letting myself think he could’ve been feeling more for me than he probably did.
I’d start second guessing everything I said or did when I was around him. I would pull apart every word out of his mouth for a deeper meaning until I had driven myself completely insane. That’s when the feelings of rejection would kick in and I’d lock myself in my bathroom, climb in the hot shower, and cry until the water ran so cold my skin would look as if it were turning blue. I would hate myself for allowing him to treat me that way; I’d be embarrassed for feeling as turned on as I would when he would describe his escapades. I disgusted myself, but I couldn’t stop. It was as if Pete Roman was a drug and I was an addict.
Pete pulls me out of my head when he emerges from the bathroom smelling like pure masculine sex. He kisses me on my cheek and I smell his minty breath. I ache to kiss him, to feel his tongue slip into my mouth and twist with mine. But I can’t. Not yet. I need time. I clear my throat and leave the bedroom without a word.
September 2008
Pete
By the second week of classes the heat still hasn’t broke. I find a note from my mom asking me to cut the lawn after I finish any assignments I might be behind on. Even at this age, she still thinks she needs to watch out for me. I’m not complaining, it feels good to know how much she cares for me. She’s given up a lot for me over the years and if I can let her think I need her to take care of me for just a few more months, then it’s the least I can do for her.
Her note says she’s at my grandparent’s and won’t be home until late. She left me money on the table to order a pizza or make a fast food run. I get through the couple assignments I’d been putting off in record time and head out to mow the lawn. Raina hears the mower and comes out to keep me company as usual.
By the time I’m done with the lawn, I’m hot and sweaty. Watching Raina stretch out on my lawn in a bikini top and short shorts doesn’t help to cool me down any. I decide only a jump in the pool will do the job, but I have no plans on going in alone. I throw Raina over my shoulder and run for the water. She kicks and screams, begs and pleads the whole way, but it does her no good. Within seconds, we’re both wet and under the cool water.
I let her go so she can resurface and when she does she splashes me and tries her best to dunk me under. I swim away, and she chases after me. I slow up so she can catch me, and when she does, I grab her around the waist and hull her to my body. “My mom’s gone until tonight. Wanna fool around? I’m horny as hell after watching you lay around in that outfit.”
She giggles that intoxicating sound of hers and kisses me on the lips. I part them for her and deepen the kiss. I taste a hint of chlorine with her usual sugar and strawberry flavor mixed with a little rain. I feel her nipples tighten against my bare chest and the two small pieces of fabric covering them is suddenly too much. I put my hands on her waist and start sliding them up her body. I moan softly into her ear, then in a voice raspy from lust, I whisper. “I’m going to take your top off now then I’m going to play with your nipples again” I say.
“Do it now, Pete” she begs.
“Fuck, Rain. Jesus, you’re so fucking sexy and I’m so fucking hard for you.”
I feel her skin under my hands. She’s smooth and her skin is cool from the water. I nibble at her neck and lick her pulse point, bite her earlobe. Once I have her topless, I can’t resist touching one and then the other nipple, rolling them expertly between my thumb and finger. I bend down in between rolling her nipples and suck on them, alternating the sensations of pleasure for her.
“I want to make you come. I want you to relax, but if you don’t like it, if it hurts or whatever, tell me, okay?” I say as I slide one hand down the front of her shorts but not yet into her panties. My hand is over her panties and I moan when I feel their softness. “Oh God, you feel wet. And not from the pool. Are you wet for me, Princess? Tell me” I plead.
She shakes her head as I start rubbing her panties. I know she’s beginning to feel that building sensation between her legs when her body involuntarily lifts to meet my touch, and when she does it again, I slide my hand into those soft panties of hers. “Oooh, you are wet, so wet. Wet only for me, baby. Tell me it’s all for me.”
“It’s all for you, Pete. Only you.”
“That’s right, that’s what I want to hear. Now, close your eyes and relax. I’m going to make you come on my hand.”
I keep her cradled in one arm, allowing the water to help her float weightlessly. She closes her eyes, relaxing in my arms, all soft and pliant. My finger slides gently inside her. She’s hot and so tight; her muscles squeeze my finger, clamping down on it and I swear I almost come right then. I take a deep breath to calm myself, bring my own building pleasure under control. I watch for her response and wait for her to adjust to the feeling. After giving her a few seconds to get used to it, I ask if it’s alright, if I’m hurting her. She tells me she likes it, not to stop.
I don’t need to be told twice.
“Do you want more? Do you want me to move my finger? In. And. Out. Of. You. Over. And. Over. Until. You. Come?” I ask as I thrust my finger in and out of her in a steady rhythm. She pants, moaning out her building pleasure as she bites into the skin on my chest. Her body tightens stronger around my finger and her muscles grow tense. She stretches her legs out and flexes them all the way down to her toes. “Come for me Raina” I say, my voice so husky and deep with lust I barely recognize it. At my request and the sound of her name on my lips, she crashes over the edge.
Raina’s orgasm hits her hard. She cries out her pleasure, my name on her lips. Her body thrashes in the water against mine and her hands grasp at my chest, wrap around my neck. Then her lips find mine and I let her devour me. She kisses me, licks at my tongue then her kiss softens and slows as her orgasm subsides.
“Did you like that?” I ask when her body settles.
“Mmmm”
I walk with her in my arms to the steps and I sit her down on the top one. I sit
next to her, the water barely covering my lap. I arch up and slide my suit off then reach for her. I maneuver her to the step two below me and between my legs. “Will you give me a blow job?” I beg, my erection throbbing.
“I don’t know how, I’ve never done that before” she admits.
“Knowing that my dick is the first you’re going to suck is fucking hot, Rain. Here, I’ll tell you what to do, okay?”
“Okay” she agrees but she looks scared. I’ve no idea how she got to be this age without having some dude talk her into this before, but all the better for me.
“Stay on the step in front of me so I can watch you. Here, use your hand for a minute” I instruct her as she wraps her hand around my throbbing dick and slowly begins to move it up and down, stroking it soft and slow, driving me wild. My hips find her rhythm and I growl at her touch, so gentle.
Her grasp and the feel of her slow slide up and down my shaft is making me ready to burst. “Mmm that’s nice; your hand feels so much better than mine. No more or I’m going to be done for,” I warn. “Here, keep this hand on me then put just the tip in your mouth,” She does as I say and I continue to move in rhythm with her. “Fuck, I’m going to come quick, you primed me so good with the stroke of your hand. Move your hand up and down with your mouth doing the same while you kind of suck it to create suction and I’ll come for you, Princess, so fast. So. Fucking. Fast. Oh yeah, I’m gonna come in your mouth. Don’t stop and don’t take it out until I tell you to, okay? If you don’t want to swallow, you can spit it out when I’m done. Ahhh…”
The building pressure in my balls is too much and I know I’m about to come when she glances up at me with those huge eyes. Her warm mouth and sweet tongue are overwhelming; they push me over the edge into heaven. Raina takes me to heaven and back with her mouth, never easing up and never removing her lips from my cock. After I finish in her mouth and come back to earth, I watch her as she slowly slides her mouth away. I expect her to cough, gag, and spit my come out, but instead she smirks at me and crawls up my body. “Holy shit, that was awesome. Princess, you’re amazing at that,” I tell her as I slip my tongue into her mouth, finding hers. “I can’t believe you swallowed on your first time. You okay?”
“Tasted like the pool, but hot.”
“Yeah,” I chuckle. “So I’ve heard. Come on, you wanna go grab a pizza? My mom left me cash.”
September 2008
Raina
Pete orders a few pizzas for delivery and I head into the bathroom to rinse out my mouth. I knew it was only a matter of time before he asked for a blow job. I also knew I wouldn’t refuse. I was afraid to swallow, afraid I would gag or puke. With anyone else, I’m certain I would have. But with Pete Roman, I loved every minute of it. I love the sounds he makes, the way he grinds his hips in a steady rhythm. Hell, who am I kidding, I love everything about him. I’m clearly in love with Pete and I’m scared shitless that he’s going to destroy me.
When the pizza arrives, we take it into the family room and switch on the T.V. Pete’s phone buzzes, he briefly glances at the screen but doesn’t bother to respond to the text that just came through. I raise my eyebrows at him in question and he says, “This chick Julie, no big deal.”
“What does she want?” I ask playing dumb. Pete knows full well I know what she wants.
“She’s hitting me up. I’m not interested. Already bagged her and she wasn’t that good.”
I don’t want the details, but Pete goes on to tell me all about their night together last weekend. How he went to a sorority party on campus and got wasted and stoned, partied hard. The girls were instantly drawn to him earning him the nickname “pussy magnet”.
Apparently Julie pushed him up against the wall in the kitchen and started making out with him in front of everyone. When their kissing got heated, he broke away from her, grabbed her hand, and pulled her in the direction of a bedroom to the cat calls of his friends. He said he “got in and got out” quick with not much foreplay. He didn’t even know her name until after the deed was done. He tells me he got her off, claiming to not be a total dick, and that he pulled out even though he wore a condom. He claims he can never be too careful.
I sit through every detail and listen even though my heart feels like its being ripped out of my chest and thrown against the wall.
December 2013
Pete
Raina and I emerge from our room the following morning to find the house empty. We look out on the back deck…empty. The beach…empty. I’m heading to the door when I hear Raina call to me.
“Pete, those assholes left us. They left a note saying; oh you’re going to love this. Listen to what Todd wrote, and I quote, “You two were clearly not up for coming out for breakfast, well I’m sure my boy Pete was up. Haha! We heard the pounding your bed took last night and didn’t want to wake you. We figured you’d need your sleep. We’ll bring you guys back some chow. Chow…Todd.”
“Oh, he’s so full of fucking shit. It was him with the bed pounding, we didn’t even…”
“Calm down, tiger. I’m sure he was joking. I’m going to go work on my tan. You want to come?”
“Seriously? You think you have to ask me that? Hell, yeah. I want to watch you lay around in a bikini. Wait, are asking me if I want to come and watch you or just come? Because either way...” I trail off with a shrug of my shoulders and a wink of my eye.
“Cute, Pete. Go get your suit on, I’ll grab us some drinks.” Raina swats at my arm and even that contact shoots a sensation right to my dick.
I return to our room and throw on my suit. As I’m inching it over my hips, Raina comes in and winks at me. She looks carefree and relaxed, not anything like she’s looked over the last few years in the tabloids. I decide to ask her a few questions about what she’s been doing in Hollywood. “So, leading men seem to be your thing now. Anybody special I should be worried about?’
“Go grab a few towels and I’ll meet you on the beach. I’ll explain then” she says as she turns her back to me and pulls what looks to be two very small pieces of white fabric out of a drawer.
“Wow, can’t wait to see you in that.”
She rolls her eyes and I smack her ass even though I know it’s still sore from her spanking last night. The one she took like a pro.
“That eye rolling will get you over my knee again, be careful” I warn her then turn and leave.
I head to the beach with our towels and the drinks that Raina left out for us on the counter. I spread the towels out and when I look up, I see Raina approaching me wearing the tiniest white bikini I have ever seen, those little pieces of fabric from that drawer. Her firm round breasts are pushed together, pressing tight into the sides of the fabric, her cleavage begging me to plunge my width between it. Her tight belly is firm and toned, showing slight rippling of muscle. My eyes continue to wander down her body where they lock on her tight ass, barely covered with fabric; she has just turned to avoid the wind and sand blowing in its wake. Then, as she turns back to face me and head in my direction, I set my eyes on her covered pussy, it holds my gaze.
Raina smiles at me as she gets closer then looks at my bare chest, with the tattoo of the rain cloud with her name in it, the one over my heart. She licks her lips then her gaze settles on my growing excitement. “So, it looks like you’re happy to see me again” she giggles.
I grab her around the waist and pull her down onto the blanket in a move reminiscent to our youth. “I’m always glad to see you,” I grab the sunscreen I brought down to the beach and pop the cap. “Come here; let me put some on you so you don’t get burned. The sun is going to be strong today even though it’s a little chilly.”
She nods and snuggles closer to me as I squeeze a glob into my hand. “So, leading men?” I prompt her.
Raina sighs deeply then relaxes when my hands begin to roam over her body, massaging the lotion into her skin. I start on her shoulders then move to her arms. The feel of her skin under my hands sparks a fire in my veins.
/> “It was all for show,” she says.
“What?”
“Well, at first I tried,” she shrugs. “But I found myself unable to connect to any of them in the way I needed to. So, each one ended pretty much the same way.”
“Yeah? And how was that?”
“They’d want to have sex. We’d get close and I’d freak out, end things. Move on to the next with the understanding that whatever happened with us stayed between us. None of them wanted to go running to the media and admit that they couldn’t get me into bed so…” she shrugs again and lays down on the blanket, breaking eye contact with me.
I massage her back as the smile takes over my face. “So what you’re saying is that you didn’t let those guys, the ones I saw you with in the papers, the magazines, all over the internet, bag you like they claimed they did? You’ve still only ever been with me after all these years?”
Raina sighs, I rub the back of her legs, and as I’m about to demand an answer to my question, we hear the others.
“Christ, can you try to keep your hands off her for like two fucking minutes?” Todd teases as he picks up then gently throws Amanda down next to Raina. Todd then shimmies his body between them and leans over to kiss Raina on the cheek. He may be the only guy that I can watch do that without wanting to rip his balls off and shove them up his ass.
“Uh, we were having a conversation and I was putting sunscreen on her. I don’t want her to get burned.”
“Gentleman now, huh?”
“Fuck off, asshole.”
“Both of you, stop it right now” Amanda demands as she interrupts our best friend banter.
“You’re going to make a great mother, Amanda. I just wish I could be here to see it” Todd says, intending to mock her for the way she’s treating us. Finding new meaning in his words, he starts to stand, wanting to walk away. Amanda won’t allow it. She stands and wraps her arms around his middle and holds tight until he softens at her embrace, lowers his head, and takes her mouth with his. When the kiss turns more heated, Todd growls, breaks their embrace, and after taking her hand in his, leads her into the house.