I continued to scan through. “There!” I said, pointing. “That one!”
Alex opened up the video. His soft stroking on my thigh got faster and firmer.
It was dark on the screen, and all I could see was Alex walking around his bedroom. He was naked, and he had a massive hard-on. He stroked it a little and I felt myself start to get moist again.
Off screen I heard a girl call out, “Ready for me to suck your cock?”
I gasped when she appeared on the screen. I knew her! Her name was Hunter, and she’d come away with us last year when we all went away to a cabin in Big Basin that the Moores rented. She was only a few years older than me and she’d been totally cool; she was a grad student at Berkeley.
Hunter went down on her knees and started sucking Alex’s erect prick. I could hardly believe my eyes: there was the woman who’d cooked me dinner, who’d given me and my boyfriend a lift to go hiking, who’d made jokes with me about how hot the guys on The Vampire Diaries were. . . down on her knees, sucking cock. Hungry fascination gripped me as I watched her head move, as I watched the way her red lips took Alex’s hardness in.
In real life, Alex slipped a finger inside me and I moaned. I wriggled against him, pushing my butt cheeks back into his cock. I could feel him starting to get hard against me.
I reached around to cup his balls. I hefted them in my hand and gently squeezed. His cock was suddenly standing ramrod straight. It was really hard to concentrate, watching his cock get sucked on screen and feeling it get hard behind me, all the time feeling his finger work deeper inside me.
When he withdrew his finger. I groaned in disappointment.
“Stand up,” he said.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me against him. I jumped when I felt the first press of his cock against my stomach. It made me shiver in delight at the thought of what was to come.
He pressed his lips to mine and kissed me, properly, like he loved me. His tongue pushed my lips open and I could smell him—his sweat and his manly scent. His tongue was warm in my mouth and his lips were soft.
His hands slipped down and cupped my butt. Soft, this time. He squeezed it and gently pulled my ass cheeks open. The cool air whispered against my skin. I felt exposed and it turned me on. His cock was pushing at me eagerly now, and I could feel the blood pulsing in it like a heartbeat. That warm, squeezy feeling started up in my stomach again.
Now that we’d already fucked once, I wanted to take it slow. I leaned back and looked at his face. God, he was handsome. He had a strong, kind face. And he was so easy, so confident. I felt all the strength fading out of me; my body had surrendered to him completely.
I cupped his face with one hand. His stubble felt so good and rough against my hand, like a man’s face should. I drew him closer and kissed him. This time he kissed me soft and gentle. Goosebumps broke out on my skin.
His dick pulsed against my thigh. He ran a hand up to cup of one of my boobs. He started squeezing, getting rough. The feeling spread out from my chest and wrapped itself around my spine like pins and needles. Before I knew what I was doing I was kissing him hard—so fucking hard I couldn’t believe it. I grabbed his tight ass and pulled myself against him like I was trying to squeeze us both together into one person. He slid his hand free and wrapped it in my long hair. He shoved his tongue in my mouth and I heard a low groan building up in the back of my throat. He bent his head and sucked one my nipples into my mouth, and I swear to fucking God, I squeaked. He rolled my nipple between his teeth and I grabbed his cock, frantically stroking it. The skin felt dry and I didn’t want to hurt him, so I spat in my hand and slickened it up. His cock pushed against my palm and I curved my hand around it, jerking him off.
Gravity was starting to lose its hold on me. The thought kept repeating in my head: I’m
Alex opened up the video. His soft stroking on my thigh got faster and firmer.
It was dark on the screen, and all I could see was Alex walking around his bedroom. He was naked, and he had a massive hard-on. He stroked it a little and I felt myself start to get moist again.
Off screen I heard a girl call out, “Ready for me to suck your cock?”
I gasped when she appeared on the screen. I knew her! Her name was Hunter, and she’d come away with us last year when we all went away to a cabin in Big Basin that the Moores rented. She was only a few years older than me and she’d been totally cool; she was a grad student at Berkeley.
Hunter went down on her knees and started sucking Alex’s erect prick. I could hardly believe my eyes: there was the woman who’d cooked me dinner, who’d given me and my boyfriend a lift to go hiking, who’d made jokes with me about how hot the guys on The Vampire Diaries were. . . down on her knees, sucking cock. Hungry fascination gripped me as I watched her head move, as I watched the way her red lips took Alex’s hardness in.
In real life, Alex slipped a finger inside me and I moaned. I wriggled against him, pushing my butt cheeks back into his cock. I could feel him starting to get hard against me.
I reached around to cup his balls. I hefted them in my hand and gently squeezed. His cock was suddenly standing ramrod straight. It was really hard to concentrate, watching his cock get sucked on screen and feeling it get hard behind me, all the time feeling his finger work deeper inside me.
When he withdrew his finger. I groaned in disappointment.
“Stand up,” he said.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me against him. I jumped when I felt the first press of his cock against my stomach. It made me shiver in delight at the thought of what was to come.
He pressed his lips to mine and kissed me, properly, like he loved me. His tongue pushed my lips open and I could smell him—his sweat and his manly scent. His tongue was warm in my mouth and his lips were soft.
His hands slipped down and cupped my butt. Soft, this time. He squeezed it and gently pulled my ass cheeks open. The cool air whispered against my skin. I felt exposed and it turned me on. His cock was pushing at me eagerly now, and I could feel the blood pulsing in it like a heartbeat. That warm, squeezy feeling started up in my stomach again.
Now that we’d already fucked once, I wanted to take it slow. I leaned back and looked at his face. God, he was handsome. He had a strong, kind face. And he was so easy, so confident. I felt all the strength fading out of me; my body had surrendered to him completely.
I cupped his face with one hand. His stubble felt so good and rough against my hand, like a man’s face should. I drew him closer and kissed him. This time he kissed me soft and gentle. Goosebumps broke out on my skin.
His dick pulsed against my thigh. He ran a hand up to cup of one of my boobs. He started squeezing, getting rough. The feeling spread out from my chest and wrapped itself around my spine like pins and needles. Before I knew what I was doing I was kissing him hard—so fucking hard I couldn’t believe it. I grabbed his tight ass and pulled myself against him like I was trying to squeeze us both together into one person. He slid his hand free and wrapped it in my long hair. He shoved his tongue in my mouth and I heard a low groan building up in the back of my throat. He bent his head and sucked one my nipples into my mouth, and I swear to fucking God, I squeaked. He rolled my nipple between his teeth and I grabbed his cock, frantically stroking it. The skin felt dry and I didn’t want to hurt him, so I spat in my hand and slickened it up. His cock pushed against my palm and I curved my hand around it, jerking him off.
Gravity was starting to lose its hold on me. The thought kept repeating in my head: I’m
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