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“I love pizza,” I said then. Even though the circumstance to our meeting was questionable, he was acting like the perfect gentleman.
“Cool, have a seat.” I sat on his oversized couch and focused my eyes on my hands. I didn’t know where to look and I definitely wasn’t going to stare at him. “You want some whiskey?” he asked without hesitation. I knew that he knew that giving a minor something to drink could get him in trouble, but I can tell that he didn’t care about any of that. Who would know anyways? I didn’t really drink, but I wanted to please him.
“Yeah thank you.” He poured two glasses and walked over to me. He had brought the pizza box over to me and placed it down on the small table in front of the couch. He went back over to the counter for the bottle.
“Get as much as you want,” he nodded his head towards the pizza. He sat down close to me. I watched him from the corner of my eye down his drink and I mirrored his motions. The liquid burned going down my throat and I couldn’t help but to cough. “Easy now,” he said patting my back. “You good?” he asked once my coughing died down.
“Yeah, just haven’t had whiskey in a while,” I never drunk whiskey before, but I wasn’t going to tell him that. He reached towards the table for the bottle and refilled our drinks.
“Let’s see what they got on Netflix,” he said signing onto his account. I wanted some of my anxiety to die down, so I picked up my drink and downed it again. I coughed, but not as much as I did the first time. By the time he found something good to watch, I was completely wasted. “You’re a light weight,” he said chuckling in my ear.
“No I’m not,” my words slurred and I began seeing double. “I’m just not an alcoholic like you!” I shot back at him and he laughed. He grabbed a piece of pizza and took a bite out of it all the while he was looking at me with his deep pools of darkness.
“You’re kind of sexy when you’re not tense,” I blushed.
“You’re kind of sexy in general,” I countered feeling light headed and at ease. My nervousness and anxiety flew out of the window once the whiskey took over my body. He smiled at me and placed his hand on my thigh and I tingled to his touch.
“Enough chit chat,” he said moving his hand up to grope between my legs. “Let’s handle business.”
Chapter Five
He lied on top of me after he pulled my hoodie over my mass of curls and palmed my breasts through my tank top. His shirt was off revealing several battle wounds. I wanted to ask him how he got them, but I was too aroused to utter a single word.
“You’re so soft,” Justin said as he trailed kisses down my neck. His fingers moved fast and his tongue moved even faster. I felt him throbbing against my legs and it turned me on to know that I turned him on. He gripped my legs and pulled my pants down with a quickness exposing my panties. “You’re sexy all over,” he said and kissed my thighs.
“Ah!” I shivered as he nipped and licked at the exposed area. “I… I want to see you too,” I said breathlessly. He looked up at me and smiled. He pulled down his pants revealing his hard on and pulled it through the slit of his boxers.
“See?” he asked teasingly. I blushed and nodded my head. “Touch it,” he whispered. I leaned up and wrapped my hand around him. He was incredibly hard and hot to my touch. He sat back on the couch and allowed me to take control. I stroked him softly and hard then slow and fast. I touched it according to the sounds that he made. “Let’s see how much you can fit into your mouth.” My face reddened when he said that. I looked over at him, still slightly dizzy and he looked at me with lust filled eyes. “Come on,” he said gently. He leaned forward and grabbed my tank top and pulled it over my head. I didn’t expect to take my hoodie off so I didn’t bother to put a bra on. He rubbed my nipples with his thumb and index finger. “Come on,” he said again and this time I obliged.
He was too big for my mouth, but I tried to fit as much of him in as possible, which I could only manage a few inches. “Just like that,” he moaned as I bobbed my head up and down his length. He throbbed in my mouth making my jaws hurt and I had to keep coming off of him in order to catch my breath. He turned off the TV and all that could be heard was obscene sucking noises. “That’s enough,” he said and pushed me off of him. In my drunken stupor I looked back at him in confusion.
“Was that not good?” my words slurred and he smiled at me.
“It was fantastic, but I want more now.” He said and pushed me down on the couch. He reached down towards my overly wet panties and pulled them off. “You look good down here too,” he said and I blushed again. I leaned off of the couch and grabbed the whiskey bottle. I needed a lot more booze in me if I was going to do this. I almost felt like this situation was sobering me up. Even though I know I wasn’t acting lady like, he let me drink out of the bottle as he stroked my cleft. I moaned into the bottle and I shivered. “Save some for later,” Justin said and took the bottle from me. Placing it down on the table, he took himself into his hand and slicked himself with my wetness.
“Oh,” I moaned as I watched him pleasure himself. He leaned down and bit my right nipple hard and I yelped in pain. He moved over to my left one and did the same thing. Even though it hurt, it felt good as well.
“I’ll be as gentle as possible, but I’m at my limit here.” Justin said as he began pushing into me.
“A condom,” I gasped as the head of his penis pushed into me.
“I’ll pull out; I can’t walk to the other room to get one. I want you now,” in my drunken state, I chose to believe that he’d pull out of me. I wasn’t on the pill and I didn’t know if he was clean or not. At that particular moment though, I couldn’t think of anything but the feel of him inside of me.
“Ah! Ah! Ah!” I moaned in ecstasy when he decided to take me at a quick pace. He was sucking on my neck and gripping my leg with every thrust that he made.
“You like that? Do you like how I make you feel?” he asked as I writhed in pleasure under him.
“Oh yes,” I said my eyes hazy in lust. The few times that I’ve had sex wasn’t much to brag about, but I never knew that it could feel as good as this. Justin chuckled and bit my shoulder.
“You feel good too, nice and tight.” The way that he was talking to me was bringing me closer and closer to my release. By the way that I was moaning and squirming under him, I could tell that he knew this for a fact. “When you’re coming, I want you to grind hard against me.” He said into my ear and his pounded became harder and much more frantic.
“I can’t!” I screamed as I felt an unknown feeling taking over my body and a few seconds later, I found my hips moving roughing against his pelvis.
“There you go, come for me” he moaned and I felt him thicken inside of me. My orgasm was hard and I could barely catch my breath once my tremors died down. “Here I come,” he gasped and just when I thought he was going to explode inside of me, he pulled out emptying his love on my stomach and chest. He stroked himself a few more times as the last drops fell out of him and chuckled. “Freak,” he whispered to me and licked my neck with his long and thick tongue. It felt so good that I almost wanted him again, but I knew that it was getting late.
“Where’s…. where’s your bathroom?” I barely got out. My head was spinning and I felt like I needed to throw up. He bit my earlobe and nibbled on it.
“Get up and turn left.” He said and got up off of me. He grinned as he helped me up, like he accomplished an important mission. I rejected his offer to help me to the bathroom, if I threw up, I didn’t want him to see that. Once I had found his bathroom, I shut it, locked it, and crumpled to the floor with my head over the toilet.
