The names have all been changed, including mine, to protect the not so innocent. If you want to read more about my history, read the prologue. Chapters 1 and 2 deal with meeting Molly and how our relationship evolved. Read Chapter 3 for more about Sanrda.
Chapter 4
Sandra smiled and grabbed my hand, “Let’s take this someplace more comfortable. “ She moved toward the door, but I couldn’t leave yet.
I pulled back, “I’ll be along in just a minute. But I need to take care of something first.”
Sandra smiled seductively, “I thought I already did that?” She stepped closer and started stroking my semi-hard cock with her free hand.
I laughed. “No, I meant that I need to pee first.” Sandra stood there a moment, just staring at me to see if I was joking. Gosh, how could I say this and not ruin the moment? I looked down and nervously continued, “It hits me nearly every time I cum.” Sandra continued to look at me blankly, so I stepped over to the toilet hoping she would get the message. She let go of my hand and started for the door, but turned back to face me as I lifted the lid. A weird expression spread across her face.
“Is it okay if I stay?” Christ! Why are some women so fascinated with watching a guy pee?
“Um, sure.” I moved into position and tried to block out her presence. Eventually I relaxed enough and felt the flow start. I sighed. I heard movement and turned to see Sandra slowly walking toward me with her eyes fixated on my cock.
“May I touch it?” I shrugged, so she slipped beside me and cautiously wrapped her hand around my shaft. Slowly, she swirled my rod causing the stream to splash on different places in the toilet. As she leaned tighter against me, I could feel her hard nipples press into my arm. Interesting. Sandra continued to play with me until my bladder was empty. She shook it gently and then surprised me by pulling off a few sheet of tissue and wiping the slit. Sandra stood on tip-toe kissed my neck. “Thanks. I’ve always wondered what it would feel like to do that.” She giggled and once again grabbed my hand, “Now where we?” Her hand began sliding up and down my dick, causing it to stiffen. “Mmmm, I think I’m starting to remember.” She giggled again and dashed out of the room. “Betcha can’t catch me!”
I chuckled and started after her. I watched as she ran squealing into what I assumed was her bedroom. When I stepped inside, I saw a large lump moving under her covers. As if that wasn’t enough to give her away, she was failing miserably to stifle her laughter. Even my young niece knew how to hide better than this! I smiled and pretended to look for her. “Is she in the closet?” “Is she under the bed?” “Is she hiding behind the curtains?” I walked to the end of the bed and yanked the covers down, causing her to squeal. “Now that I found you, what is my prize?”
Sandra laughed and grabbed my arm, pulling me onto the bed on top of her. “I don’t know,” she breathed into my ear as her hand again stroked me, “but I found mine.” I bent down and kissed her passionately. My hand slid over her flat stomach to the swell of her breast. I hadn’t really enjoyed them in our earlier coupling as I was far to eager to satiate my lust. Now that the edge was taken off, I was determined to enjoy teasing and playing with her body.
I kissed my way down to her neck as my hand circled her lovely mound. I let the side of my fingers rub against the side of her breast. I kept circling her firm tit slowly moving closer to her hard nipple. Sandra’s hand tightened around my cock. I kissed and sucked on her neck, causing her to arch her back in response. I smiled and gently nipped at her shoulder. I felt the slight bumps of her areola under my fingers and rather than attack her pointed nipple I ran up to the top of her breast and slowly raked my fingers down it. Again, I avoided direct contact with her hard point. Sandra’s heavy breathing caused her chest to rise and fall with each deep gasp.
Slowly I kissed my way down to the valley between her ample breasts. Her free hand grasped my hair as I licked and nibbled around her breasts. I could taste the salty sweat from our earlier romp and it drove me wild with lust. Sandra frantically jerking me off probably helped a little in that area as well. I had planned to tease her more, but as my ardor rose my reasoning was slipping from me. I grasped her left nipple with my fingers and began tugging on it roughly as my lips closed over the other. A loud guttural groan split the night and she arched her back so sharply that only her hips and head were in contact with the mattress. I lashed at her hard nub with my tongue as I slowly sucked more of it into my mouth. I grazed my teeth against it and Sandra bucked wildly. I smiled around her nipple and slowly sank my teeth into the rubbery nub as my tongue continued to batter against it. I lifted my head from her chest, tugging her breast away from her chest.
She moaned constantly, her fingers clenching my hair and cock. I tried to reach her pussy, but with the way I was straddling her right leg I couldn’t. So I settled for squeezing her hip and digging under her to get to her tight ass. It was almost as nice as Molly’s. Shit! Why did I have to think of Molly right now? I pushed her out of my mind and focused on the beauty writhing beneath me. Sandra gripped me tighter and tried to pull me toward her cunt. I bit harder on her nipple and chuckled into her breast as I again lifted my head, drawing her breast with me. She arched her back to follow my greedily sucking lips. When she could arch no farther, I kept tugging. Sandra whimpered as I stretched her nipple to its limit. I relaxed my jaw slightly and her breast slipped from lips with an audible pop. Sandra sagged back to the bed and stared at me, her eyes filled with lust.
With a force of will, I resisted climbing between her wantonly spread thighs and fucking her senseless. I bent down and captured her other nipple in my mouth. I shifted my hands around. Sandra wrapped her left leg around me, which gave my hand even better access to her amazing ass. I ran my hands over it and then began squeezing and clutching the firm flesh as my mouth abused her left nipple. My other hand drifted up and began tugging and twisting on her abused right nipple. Sandra was gasping and writhing as I worked her senses into overdrive. I could sense her desire climbing and wanted to see if I could get her to cum without touching her clit.
I redoubled my efforts on her breasts, recalling how she had responded to the rough treatment on the couch. I bit, licked and sucked her breast and nipple while tugging and twisting the other. My other hand mauled her ass. Sandra rolled her hip and I took the hint and began stroking her starfish. I knew it would be way too tender to enter, but simply playing with it was doing the trick. Sandra started chanting yes over and over again. I added a bit if pressure to my ministrations as my teeth again closed over her nipple. Her cries increased and soon she was shrieking out her pleasure for the third time that night. I kept up my attention to her sensitive parts until she went limp.
Knowing she would be out for a few minutes, I climbed off the bed and headed for the living room. I picked up our glasses and refilled them from the sink. When I wandered back into the room, Sandra’s eyes were still closed and she hadn’t moved. Damn she was so fucking sexy laying there. I hadn’t wanted to disturb her when I climbed off, so her legs were still spread. Her pussy was fully engorged and there was a small puddled under her hips. Her chest was still rising and falling erotically as her breathing had yet to return to normal. I sat the cups on the nightstand and crawled back on the bed. I kissed Sandra tenderly.
The room was filled with the scent of sex and I could feel my cock stiffen. I eased myself between her legs and slowly started grinding against her sopping wet slit. Slowly, she came around enough to return the kiss. I shifted the angle of my hips so that my cock was now rubbing against her swollen clit. Sandra moaned into my mouth. I rolled my hips back slowly, drawing my cock down her body until the head slipped between her lips. I pushed myself up so that I could watch her as I eased myself into her steamy depths, luxuriating in the feel of her spreading around my shaft. Watching the pleasure spread across her face made me want to slam the rest of the way into her, but I resisted. Finally, my balls came to rest on her ass and I held myself buried deep inside her.
Sandra was slowly coming around and spread her legs wider. I slowly sawed in and out of her, pulling back until just the mushroom head was inside and then easing all the way back into her. I was relishing the pace. She opened her eyes and smiled up at me as I stroked in and out of her. Her hand wrapped around my head and she pulled me down. Her lips met mine and I felt her tongue probing against my lips. Odd, I had stuck my cock into her mouth, cunt and ass but this was the first time our tongues had touched. My hands stroked her body as our tongues danced.
Of their own volition, my hips started moving faster. Not wanting to cum before I could get her off again, I rolled us over. Sandra squeaked as I flipped us then giggled as she found herself resting on my chest. She smiled at me and pushed herself upright. She rocked her hips back, and slowly stroked my chest. “God, I’ve wanted you like this for years, “ she breathed, “I rubbed myself raw many nights thinking about you.” Sandra blushed, “I tried to seduce you so many times. I would stay after cheer practice and run laps hoping to catch your eye.”
I was shocked to hear this. “Of course I saw you, but thought you were out there teasing the guys.”
She shook her head, “No, the only guy I wanted was you,” she giggled, “Why else would I wear only a thin white sports bra whenever you were around? God, I splashed myself with water before heading out to make it easier to see through.” Her hands ran over my chest, stomach and arms as if she were trying to memorize their feel.
I laughed, “I definitely noticed you, but had no idea you were doing it for me.” I coughed, “Um, there were the rumors about you after all.”
Sandra scowled, “UGH! That jerk Jason. I let him fuck me ONCE and he tells everyone that I’m spreading for everyone.” She blushed and looked down at me, “I wanted to get experience, so I could be good for you.” She laughed, “But he didn’t last three minutes!”
I laughed as well. We were silent for a few minutes as she ground her hips against mine. It felt good enough that I would stay hard, but barely. Finally I asked the question that had been on my mind since her confession, “If you wanted me, why did I catch you and Bryan in the guys’ locker room?”
Sandra let out a heavy sigh and looked at my navel, “You didn’t seem to respond to my flirtations. None of my friends were any help as the guys jumped them if they wiggled their ass at them,” she chuckled ruefully, “So I searched online. That was where I got the idea to wear the think white bra and splash water on it.” She punched my arm playfully, “But you seemed unfazed. I found this one story where a girl got her uncle to fuck her by letting him catch her with another guy.” She hung her head and groaned, “That was a miserable failure.” Her voice dropped to a whisper, “I knew I would be kicked out so I figured I would just come on to you and hope for the best.” A tear fell on my stomach, “I was humiliated and devastated when you turned me down. So I got angry and said you had raped me.” She lurched forward and hugged my neck tightly, “I’m so sorry for that.”
I stroked her back and help her, “It’s okay.” I kissed her shoulder, “I forgive you.”
Sandra leaned back a bit so she could see my eyes, “Do you really mean that?”
“Of course! I was furious at first, but things worked out.” I kissed the tip of her nose, causing her to giggle again.
Sandra perked up and sat back up. She pouted down at me, “Too bad. I was going to make it up to you.” She moved as if to climb off my cock, “But if you have already forgiven me . . .” She smiled impishly down at me.
I laughed and grabbed her hips. I pulled my legs up and started driving up into her. “Just because I forgive you doesn’t mean you don’t owe me an orgasm.”
Sandra laughed and started riding me. Our hands roamed over the other person, but without the sense of urgency we had earlier. She moaned when my hands brushed over her sensitive nipples or grasped her firm ass tightly. What had started as a gentle act, soon became more frantic. As her passion grew, she placed her hands on my shoulders and leaned over me so that her clit would smash into my pubic bone when she impaled herself down on me. Her intense, lustful gaze never left mine as she fucked me harder and faster. My hands began pulling on her nipples, knowing how much she loved that. Her actions became more frenzied but her eyes never left mine as she raced toward another orgasm.
I wanted to cum with her and knew that wouldn’t be very likely in this position, so I pulled her down and flipped us over. I hooked my arms under her knees and pushed them toward her chest. I pushed myself up on my knees so I that would have more leverage as I fucked Sandra. I pounded in and out of her at as fast as my hips could move. Still, her eyes were focused on mine. I gazed down into her eyes as I pistoned my cock in and out of her. It was very erotic. She lifted up to meet my thrusts as much as she was able since I had her bent nearly in half. The bed started creaking and I hoped it would hold up. While I was certain that it breaking wouldn’t stop us, it would be impossible to explain. Soon I felt my balls churning. “Damn Sandra. You are driving me crazy. If you keep it up I’m going to cum again.”
She moaned , “Oh yes Jarod. Cum inside me.” Jarod? If I hadn’t been overflowing with lust I would have corrected her.
“I want you to cum as well baby.” I growled at her.
“Oh FUCK!” she moaned. “Yes. Give it to me Jarod. Fuck me hard and make me cum!” How could I resist such a lovely offer? So I kept fucking her. Sandra’s pussy began clamping down on my cock as I slammed into her. It felt sublime. I was losing it so I started thinking of the laws of physics to hold off my orgasm. But it was a doomed exercise. Sandra was panting and gasping louder each time I bottomed out inside her. I wasn’t sure who would cum first, and hoped it would be Sandra. The sounds of our bodies slapping together were being drowned out by her screams as we fucked. The smell of sex was so thick, I wondered how it would ever dissipate before her parents got home. But I didn’t care. My whole world slowly became nothing more than my cock and the woman it was driving deeper into the bed.
With a scream that was sure to wake the neighbors Sandra came. Her cunt gripped and milked my cock tightly tipping me over and I came. I buried myself as deep as I could, my ass flexing in time with each spurt that poured into her. I held myself there for a few moments as I basked in the afterglow. Suddenly, the intense workout and furious sex sessions overwhelmed me and I sagged on top of Sandra. Her mouth was next to my ear and I could hear her panting. We laid like that for a long while before I summoned the energy to roll over. Sandra groaned and curled against my side.
“Please stay the night,” she whispered into my chest.
I wrapped my arm around her, “I’d like that.” And I really meant that.
I must have dozed off, as the next thing I remember is being cold. I grabbed for the sheets but couldn’t find them. As I opened my eyes, I saw Sandra kneeling next to me with her hand lightly stroking my cock.
I chuckled, “What is your fascination with him?” Yes, I refer to my cock as him, “I’m not that far above average.”
Sandra blushed and said quietly, “It’s the first one I have gotten to explore.”
It took a moment for that register, “Wait. Are you saying that the guys you’ve been with were just wham bam, thank you ma’am guys?” Boy did they miss out.
She laughed, “You still think I have more experience than I do.” I sat up on my elbows and looked at her. I barely heard the next, “You’re the fourth guy I’ve had sex with.”
I was shocked! By the way she gave head, I was certain she had been around quite a bit.
“I told you that I had only been with the two guys in school. When I got kicked out, I dated a guy at my new school. But all he wanted was anal.” She barked out a harsh laugh, “He was even rougher than you, so it hurt like hell. When I said I would never do it again, he dumped me.” Her hand had continued to lightly trace around my cock as she talked.
“What about the guys at your college?”
“You didn’t hear? I lost my shot at a cheerleading scholarship when I got expelled. My grades have never been that good so I am taking classes at community college. All the guys there are either too old, too fat or too dumb.”
“Wow. I had no idea.” I leaned over and kissed her forehead. “So how did you get so good if you only had three guys?” Yes, I let my curiosity get the better of me.
Luckily, she laughed. “Oh, I have a wide variety of sex toys. I bought them after Jason. I practiced every night, hoping to show you.” She laid her head on my stomach. “I’m glad you came over today.” She began playing with my balls, rolling them in her hand and playing with the sac holding them. “I know you are totally in love with Molly, but at least I got you first.”
Shit. I hadn’t thought of Molly in hours. Why did Sandra haveto mention Molly? How the fuck was I going to explain this? Did I want to explain it? Sandra continued to explore my genitals as I thought and somehow I drifted off to sleep again.