0 comments/ 27161 views/ 5 favorites Quid Nunc Secundus By: oomycota Quid Nunc II "Hey Billy?" I looked up from the behind the bar where I doing my prep work for Sunday brunch to see what Amy one of the waitresses wanted. "Yes...." "Beth told me last night you're working on a doctorate in biology." Said the raven haired pixie. "More or less, Why?" I said while drying my hands. Amy had only been working at "Circle" about three months, I really didn't know her well and she didn't normally talk to me. Most of that was my fault, I tend to be aloof until I get to know people but that was only part of it; to be honest I was wary of her. I could deal with her immaturity, all college freshmen suffer from that to some degree; but she seemed to me to be catty, entitled and more than a bit fake. It didn't help that she had developed a reputation as a tease according to one of our bouncers and a sous chef. As a result I didn't really trust her and was always a bit distant when she was in my presence. "Uh...you know I am taking biology at school?" "Really?" I said trying not to sound too impatient. Amy took a step towards the bar, leaned onto it and batted her eyes at me before continuing. "Yes, and I have an exam in two weeks." "Good luck." I replied without looking up. "That's the problem, I'm really confused by it." "Isn't that what office hours are for?" I said trying not to sound too bothered by her. "I don't like my professor, he always answers my question with another question; besides he's old and creeps me out." She responded. "So?" I replied. "Well, I thought maybe you could help me out a little, maybe tutor me a few times before the exam?" As much as I was unsure of Amy, I did have some amount of sympathy for her. Drying my hands I looked at her and said; "I guess we could meet two or three times and go over the stuff you're having trouble with." Amy stood up straight, kind of jiggling her chest and smiled. "Great!" She half squealed. "When do you want to get together?" I asked. "Well...Beth says you live by the depot in the Center, my house is five minutes away over by Crystal Pond. After work I could give you a ride and we could go to my house." She chirped. To say the least I suspicious; I had no idea what else Beth had "shared" with Amy about me but I did believe she needed help. "Okay, I'll see you then." Brunch started at 10 but because of the 'Blue Laws' we couldn't serve any alcohol before noon. As a result there wasn't much for me to do until then. So I kept myself busy cleaning, re-stocking and helping out the wait staff. Beth wasn't working but I noticed that most of the women who had worked with her the night before (I was off), were either slightly more flirtatious with me or smiled at me more. It was apparent someone had done a bit of talking. At noon we could serve and things at the bar picked up considerably around 1 pm our manager, Siobhan, checked up on me. "Hey big boy." She said in a sarcastic tone that was magnified by her brogue. This was the first time she had ever called me that, perplexed I looked at her with a confused look. Siobhan grinned back and shook her head slightly. "Did you have a good day off?" She continued. "Yeah...studied a lot, worked out, watched some football." "Studied eh?" She said with a glint. I could tell Siobhan was fishing; I had confirmation that Beth had said something to somebody, make that several somebodies. "Cellular physiology." I replied trying to sound clueless. "Sure it wasn't....anatomy?" Looking quizzically at a glib Siobhan I continued playing dumb. "I'm not taking anatomy." I said in a deadpan tone. Siobhan smiled at me and silently giggled. "That's what I like about you Billy, you know how to keep your mouth shut." I grinned at her slyly in response. Brunch ended at 2 and by 3 I had done all of my closing work. Amy came up to the bar and asked if I was ready. We headed out the back. I really did not know her very well. She was cute, 5'2 or so, a tight little body that had yet to see the 'freshmen fifteen', nice sized breasts that barely had any jiggle that were a little out of proportion with her torso, brown eyes and black hair that was cut into a little bob. "Nice car." I said as we approached a red Celica. "Thanks, my dad gave it to me when I got my license." She chirped. Inside it was the typical teenage vehicle, a graduation tassel and miniature pom-poms hanging from the rear view mirror. As we pulled out I playfully flicked the pom-poms with my fingers. "I was a cheerleader." She volunteered. 'Of course you were' I thought to myself. "Really?" I said somewhat sarcastically but she didn't notice. "What did you do in high school?" she asked. "Wrestled mainly." I mumbled "Did you do that in college too?" "Yup." I replied. "Siobhan says you're the coach at the Heights." "Assistant." I corrected. "Is that why you are so buff?" She said rather coyly. The banality of the small talk was beginning to wear on me but I had to give her credit for trying to be friendly. "Yeah, I guess." So the conversation continued for the next ten minutes until we pulled up to a fairly nice garrison in a rather upscale neighborhood. She hit the garage door remote and we pulled into a two car garage next to a black German sedan, got out and headed into the house. Amy called out to her mother as we entered announcing our presence. A moment later an attractive forty something year old came into the kitchen. Amy introduced me to her mother, Debbie, and excused herself to grab her books. As Debbie and I made small talk she made no effort to hide the fact that she was checking me out. Debbie was an attractive woman, basically a taller (5'6") and curvier version of her daughter, except with jet black hair that went half way down her back. Her breasts were larger than her daughters and the only thing that really hinted at her age were subtle crow's feet around her eyes that actually made her a bit sexier to me. One thing I did notice was that she wore no wedding band or engagement ring. Eventually ten minutes later Amy reappeared with her books wearing a pair of shorts and a rather tight t-shirt without a bra. Debbie then excused herself and we began to go over her class notes. I must admit, I had underestimated Amy as a student. Her notebook was well organized and her notes thorough. Her questions were direct and specific, it was obvious that she took school seriously. As I was sitting next to her, occasionally I would feel her thigh brush up or push against mine slightly. It was nothing really out of the ordinary so I thought nothing of it. After about 30 minutes her mom appeared again and announced that she was running to the store and then was going to stop by a friend's house. I stood up as she left, she shook my hand and thanked me for helping Amy, then not so subtly looked me up and down before saying goodbye. If Amy noticed or was bothered by what I thought was overt behavior she didn't show it at all and we continued going over protein synthesis. About five minutes later I noticed that Amy's thigh was touching mine and that she hadn't pulled it back. I was both apprehensive and curious about her motives or if she had any; so, I slightly pushed mine against hers. A few moments later while she was asking me a question I felt her hand on top of my knee. Immediately my cock got hard, but neither of us acknowledged her hand. After a few moments her hand slid slightly up my thigh and she started to gently knead my muscled leg. I had no idea as to her motivation but I wanted to make sure she wasn't playing games with me. Moving my left hand under the table I took hold of her hers and moved it to my now throbbing cock and looked at her. At first she seemed a bit shocked but then gripped it and smiled. Looking her in the eye I growled. "Don't tease me girl." Instantly the coy smile turned into a look of surprise, Amy tried to pull her hand away but I held firmly in place. "I'm not some dumbass high school boy who gets excited just because you touched his dick. I'm a man and I don't play games." She just stared back at me without even blinking. "Do you understand?" I asked, my hand still holding hers over my hardness. She gulped and nodded yes. I then removed my hand from hers. She kept her hand there for another ten seconds, gave me a firm squeeze then still looking me in the eye pulled her hand away. "Oh, by the way I like my pussy bare. Brazilian waxed or shaved, it doesn't matter." We stared at each other for a second or two before she looked down at her notebook and asked; "So, water is formed when the amino acids attach?" We went back to work as if nothing had happened but she kept her leg against mine until we finished up fifteen minutes later. As I was leaving she thanked me and gave a firm and somewhat lingering hug and we made plans to meet at her house again Wednesday after I finished with practice. My week was uneventful, I did think of Kate from the coffee house once or twice and by the time Wednesday came I wasn't really in the mood to help Amy but I had promised to help her. I rang the doorbell and her mother Debbie opened it smiling broadly at me dressed in a tweed business suit with a skirt. As I stepped in I complimented her on how nice she looked. "Thank you Billy, I just got home from meeting with a client." She replied "Client? What do you do?" I asked following her into the kitchen. "Don't judge me, but I'm an attorney specializing in tax and retirement law." She said as she gestured for me to take a seat at the island where Amy's books were already lying. "Tax law, hmmmmm...." "Exciting huh?" She said sarcastically. "Well, you're talking to a guy who thinks oxidative phosphorylization is riveting." "Ooooh, you and I should get together for a drink and try to out bore each other." This time there was no sarcasm and the tone seemed suggestive. Taking my time to respond I smiled and looked at her for just a moment before I said; "That might be fun." Before she could reply we heard Amy coming down the stairs, a moment later she came into the kitchen; barefoot, dressed in men's boxer shorts with the fly sewn shut, obviously bra less, wearing a tight rather thread bare (nearly see through) t-shirt that said "Hawaii 88" on it. I waited to see Debbie's reaction to her daughter's attire but there was none. "Well, I'll let you two get to work." She said before leaving. Amy sat down at the island across from me and we got started going over cellular respiration. About twenty minutes later Debbie came down in tight jeans and a white short sleeve cashmere sweater that accentuated her figure, particularly her breasts. "Sweetie, I'm going to meet Steve for drinks and dinner over at Duckworth's, I'll be home around nine." "Okay mom say hi to Steve for me." Debbie came over to the island and kissed her daughter on the fore head and I stood up to say good bye. She then came to my side of the island and said "Thanks again Billy. Oh, there is wine, beer and some pizza from Salvatore's in the fridge, help yourself when you're done." "Thanks Debbie." Then surprising me she gave me a casual little hug, as I bent over respectfully returning the gesture she then whispered in my ear. "I can't wait to hear about phosphorylization." She then sauntered out of the kitchen. Sitting back down Amy spoke. "Steve is her kind of boyfriend." She volunteered. "Kind of?" I queried. "They hang out and stay over at each other's houses." She explained. "Well isn't that what boyfriend, girlfriend is?" "Yeah, but she doesn't call him her boyfriend." Amy and I went back to work, then after about 45 more minutes of solid work Amy asked; "Do want something to drink like a beer or a cooler?" "Sure, beer." She got up and opened the refrigerator. I could not help but stare at her tiny round ass as she bent over to fish out the drinks. Eventually she grabbed the drinks, stood up and shut the door with a swing of her hips. "Billy could you open these?" I got up walked over to her and twisted off the bottle caps and handed her wine cooler to her. "Cheers." She announced raising her bottle. We clinked our bottles together and took a drink and stood there in somewhat of an awkward silence for a moment or two before she looked down at the floor. "You know...." she said softly before looking up at me. "....I thought about what you said the last time?" I was perplexed about what she was talking about, my mind raced to recall what I had said. Trying not to show my confusion I calmly and confidently answered. "And?" Amy bit her lower lip and for the first time showed a crack in her composure and a slight lack of confidence. Slowly she sputtered; "And.....uhh....I.....did something." She said quietly. Her shoulders hunched and her head hung down slightly as she looked shyly up at me with her hands together nervously gripping the bottle. Suddenly my memory was jogged, a sense of control filled me. Slowly I let a slight smile, more of a smirk, tightened my lips. I looked her over, up and down; took a sip of my beer then placed it on the counter. My hand reached out and with two fingers I gently lifted her chin. I stepped toward her and gave her a soft peck on the lips. Her head pivoted as I moved her side, my hand softly descended from her face to her round breast and continued slowly down her torso before coming to a rest on the ever so slight bulge of her belly. I draped my other arm over her shoulders, lowered my lips to her ear and sucked the lobe between them. "uuuuhhhh." She half weezed and half gasped. "OOoooHHhhh" she moaned when my fingers slid under the waistband of the boxers and crept over her hairless flesh. I halted my progress only momentarily when the tip of my middle finger hit her hardened pebble of flesh. For a second, if that, I let my finger tip dance softly over the nub before continuing the descent downwards. Amy's breathing was ragged; my tongue lightly traced the outline of her ear, my finger extending into the moist length between her puffy nether lips and rested there. I sunk my middle finger into her slickening pussy at the same moment my tongue slithered into her ear. "ooohh...ooohh...Billy" She whimpered. I leaned into her, pushing my hard cock against her ass. My thumb grazed tight circles over her clit as my finger slipped deeper into her tightness. After teasing her like this for a few moments I pulled my hand away and out of her shorts and stepped back. Silently a gasping Amy looked at me wide eyed. "Where is your bedroom?" I asked nonchalantly as I reached for my beer. "Upstairs." She answered expectantly. Grasping her right hand in mine I said "Let's go." Amy literally pulled me upstairs, turning down the hallway towards her room I looked into what was obviously her mother's bedroom and pulled Amy into it. "This is my mom's room." She said with a wicked smile. "Really?" I responded sarcastically. The room was neatly kept and more than nicely appointed with a hodge-podge of Stickley and Craftsman style furniture. The king size bed was covered by a chamois duvet and decorative silk pillows on a wrought iron frame. "Have you ever fucked on your mother's bed?" "No....." She replied somewhat shyly. I let go of her hand and walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. "Come here Amy." I said pointing to a spot just in front of me. Amy scampered over and eagerly stood in front of me. I leaned over and grabbed a couple of pillows and sat back against them before putting my hands behind my head. "Take off your shirt." With no hesitation Amy pealed the tight garment over her head and dropped it to the floor. She stood nearly naked in front of me her round tits, accentuated by the tan line from her bikini, jiggling slightly from the movement. She had a nice body, a slight hour glass figure, a flat stomach with the slightest womanly bulge and b/c cup breasts that looked large on her small frame. Without a word I smiled, raised my eyebrows, then nodded. Looking me in the eye her smile faded into a wanton look, she slid her thumbs under the waist band and pushed her boxers past her hips revealing a sexy bald spot between her firm thighs. Nervously she bit her lower lip and stood stiffly with her hands at her side while looking at me tentatively. I gave her a broad smile and announced: "Very Nice." She turned her head down for a second, pulled both of her hands behind her back and looked up at me with a blushing smile. "Come over here and get on your knees." I commanded with without moving. She scampered three steps forward and knelt obediently between my legs and looked up at me. "Amy how many boys dicks have you sucked?" I asked Looking down she mumbled. "I suck guys sometimes so that......" Interrupting her I sternly said; "Amy, I didn't ask why you suck boys dicks, I asked how many different boys dicks you have sucked." "Nine" she said with hesitation. "Well that is good practice for sucking your first man cock." Amy just stared up at me with a dazed look. "Come on girl you know what to do, take it out and suck it." Without hesitation she unbuttoned my 501's, and pulled my pants and boxers down as I raised my ass. My erection popped straight up. Amy stared at it a moment before gripping it, her fist not even fitting around it. Staring at the flesh in her hand Amy softly said; "Its...its big, I don't know if it will fit in me." "Well you better get it good and slick, because I going to show you how a man fucks." Amy started to bring her lips to my cock then paused and looked at me. "Don't shoot in my mouth, okay?" She said tentatively. "Darlin' I'm going to cum wherever I want." Amy stared at me a moment then took my shaft into both of her hands, squeezed the base of my shaft and locked her lips around the throbbing head. She sucked it while her hands moved gently up and down, then began to bob up and down taking more into her mouth. Her lips were firmly locked around my circumference as they slid first three, then four then five inches before I felt her gag for the first time. This is as far down as she could comfortably go and she started to pick up the pace, milking the rest of my cock with her hands. After four or five minutes of this I sat up and brought my hands to her head and lifted her face from my glistening cock and kissed her panting mouth. My tongued slowly slithered into her mouth and I could taste the lingering flavor of my flesh and pre-cum. Breaking our kiss I stood up. "Most guys...most guys would have already cum." She said gasping. I pulled off my shirt, kicked off my shoes and pushed down my pants. "I am not most guys." Amy stared wide eyed at me. I was still in wrestling shape and at 6'3, 220 (and a cock to match) my physique was decent. "You're beautiful." Amy gushed. "Thanks...." I said with a slight air of disdain then continuing I said; "Lie down I want your legs over the edge." Amy fell back onto the bed, her ass on the edge. I grabbed one of decorative pillows and put it under her, propping up her hips. Amy looked quizzically at me as I knelt and sat on my haunches. Placing my hands on her thighs I spread them apart exposing a little slit bordered by two puffy lips. "What are you...." She didn't have a chance to finish her question. I lapped her entire length of her slit with one wide lick then locked lips around her clit and sucked it hard. "Je...Jesus...Ohhh...Billy...." She cried. Amy tried to close her legs but I held them apart and covered her entire pussy with my mouth and sunk my tongue into her. I wasn't doing this for her pleasure this time, just trying to get her wet enough, loose enough and excited enough that I could fuck her decently. I pulled my cum slick face from her and began to dart the tip of my tongue over the surface of her now swelling nub. Quid Nunc Secundus "oohhh damn......damn, damn....ooh Billy oohh....." Keeping my tongue on her clit I Slowly slid my index and middle finger into her clutching pussy. She was fairly tight but she seemed to relax as I sunk slowly past the first knuckle then to the second. "UUUNNNNGGGG!" I held my fingers there for a second then started to drive them in and out her slowly while my tongue danced over her nub. "Yeah...yeah....yeah" she chanted. Suddenly I pulled my fingers out of her and with no warning I sunk three fingers into her as my lips locked down hard and sucked her clit between them viciously. "Oh GOD....OH GOD..OH GOD!!" She shrieked. Her legs tried to lock around me as she shook and screamed through her orgasm. I pulled back from her; grabbed her shirt, wiped my face with it then stood up. A heaving Amy looked up at me with a lustful hungry look. "No one's ever done that to me before." "Next time I'll do it properly." I half snarled Amy gave me a confused look before I continued. "You on the pill or do I need a rubber?" "I'm on the pill." She said shyly Her mother's bed sat high on the box spring and combined with the pillow under her ass, her now slightly gaping hole was at almost the same height as my cock. Amy craned her neck trying to see what I was doing. She cooed softly as I rubbed the head of my cock slowly up and down her moist slit, then slowly I wedged the tip between her puffy lips. Immediately she tensed and tried to close her legs even though I hadn't penetrated her velvet fold. I placed my hands on knees and pushed them apart, then smiling at Amy I softly said. "Relax...take a deep breath" Amy nodded, relaxed a bit then as she started to inhale I popped just the head into her. "Ung" she gasped without pulling away. I looked at her and smiled without moving so that she could adjust to it. After a moment I let go of her legs and placed my hands to the side of her torso. I slid my hands slowly up then down her sides avoiding her breasts at first. "oooohhhhh..." She moaned. At that moment her whole body relaxed and another half inch disappeared effortlessly into her. My finger began to lightly trace the outline of her round breasts that rose subtly from her chest. She continued to moan and shifted her hips slightly forward taking another half inch of my stalk. I spread my fingers over her breasts careful not to touch her swollen nipples and sunk them into her flesh. Amy's eyes closed and a hushed "mmmmmmmm" escaped her lips. I leaned slightly forward sinking in another inch. Amy showed no signs of distress, so I began to take short two inch strokes in and out of the constricting pussy. "unggg....unggg...ungg....unggg." Was the only sound Amy made as I continued to saw in and out of her tight hole. Every fifth or sixth stroke I would slide a little deeper causing her to moan deeper and lift her pelvis a little. After a few minutes two thirds of my length had sunk into her and I sensed that she could take no more. Her clit was a barely visible lump concealed in a tiny cleft. I licked the tip of my index finger and barely let it touch her sensitive nub with a circular motion. "OOOhhhh YEEAAAHH..YEAH....YEAH...YEAH..." She began screaming at what seemed to be the top of her lungs while writhing her torso side to side. I kept stroking it as lightly and gently as I could for another 30 or 45 seconds before she cried out "oh god...OH GOD...OH.......FUCK" She then pulled herself off my dick arched her back and gasped silently for 30 seconds before collaspsing on her back panting. After a moment or two I asked smiling "'How you doing?" She looked up at me wide eyed. "I've never cum like that before, you know with a guy in me. God that was intense." She announced. Climbing onto the bed I knelt next to her and she grabbed my cock and started stroking it. "I can't believe that you haven't cum yet." she said "Not even close girl." I said as I started to roll on to her. An evil little smile crossed Amy's face and she sat up. "Can I be on top?" Without answering I rolled onto my back. Amy straddled my waist and positioned herself directly over my cock. I put my hands on her hips to help steady her, leaning slightly forward she gripped my shaft and maneuvered it into her very slick crease. Even after our first go around she was still very tight, but she managed to slide halfway down it before pausing. "Beth was right you're huge." She gasped. "No, I'm just adequately endowed but thanks anyway." I replied before lifting my head up and flicking a nipple with the tip of my tongue. "OOoooh" she cooed before she started to gently bob up and down my cock. I lay back and watched Amy bounce up and down sliding on all but two inches of my dick. Her eyes were squinted shut, her tits swaying slightly side to side, she leaned forward bracing herself with one hand against my chest and the other furiously rubbing her soaked twat. After a few minutes of this she started to cry out: "So good..so good...yeah oh yeah.....god .....oh..god.." I felt her cunt clutch my shaft like a vice, she pulled her hand away and collapsed forward making squeaking noises. I grabbed her waist and propped her up into a kneeling position and began to thrust into her quivering pussy. She just whimpered while I kept pummeling into her as her she began to quiver and shake through multiple orgasms. After a minute or two she stopped gasping and moaning and sat on me pinning my hips against the bed and just stared at me wide eyed. By this point the pulsing constriction of her tightness, her writhing body on top of me and her moans were too much for me. "I want you to make me cum." I announced. Obligingly she lifted herself off and knelt next to me, with both hands she grabbed my shaft and began to frantically jack me off. Unsatisfied by this I growled at her; "Suck it." She gave me a reluctant look, which I returned with a menacing glare. Then with a little hesitation she lowered her mouth over my crown and began sliding her lips up and down the top four inches of my shaft while her hands stroke the lower portion in unison. "Yeah girl, that's it. Harder oh that's nice." I said placing my hand on the back of her head. Silently I enjoyed the sensation of this young woman's oral skills, she was not quite the cock sucker Beth was but better than average. I could feel my balls tighten, and the cum begin to rise. Giving Amy no warning, I thrust my cock another inch sinking it into her throat. She gagged and tried to pull away, but my hand held her head in place. "Swallow...Don't fight it...fuck here it comes...swallow.....uuuuuunnnnnnnggggg!" I grunted. At first she gagged and made a gurgling noise, but then began to swallow as I lifted my hips slightly with each spurt. After thirty seconds I was finished but I still held her in place until I felt her take one more gulp. Releasing her she pulled her mouth off of me and shot me an angry glare. "Get over it. I just gave you the best fucking you've ever had. Now lick me clean." Amy pouted and a forlorn look came over her face before she lowered it and began to clean me up. Once she finished I sat up, pulled her to me and kissed her hard sinking my tongue into her cum lined mouth. Pulling away from her I looked her in the eye and announced. "mmmmm...mmmmmmm...tasty" Then I pushed on her back and went down on her until she came again, which more than appeased her. As we dressed Amy was almost manic and was quite chatty. "You know you're the first guy who's cum in my mouth." She announced. Somewhat sarcastically, though Amy didn't pick up on it, I replied: "Think of it as a reward for giving such good head." "It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be, but I'm not going to do it for everybody." "You'll do it for me right?" I asked jokingly "Of course and you'll uh go down on me?" I smiled at her in response then kissed her on the forehead. Friday night Amy was off but Beth gave me a ride home again. She was having her monthly visitor but she still came in for a drink or two and some smoke before she gave me an awesome blowjob. Damn that woman had talent. She left around two and I went to sleep. Around six I woke up with a sense of anticipation. I won't lie, I had thought about Kate during the week, but the reality of life made those thoughts fleeting. So, to get rid of some of my angst I ran up to campus and worked out before coming home, showering and heading to the 'Werks'. By that point I thought I had convinced myself that I wouldn't see Kate. Of course my self denial became evident when I was disappointed not to see her there. I found myself looking up at the door every time someone entered, hoping it was her. By 8:50 I resigned myself to the fact that the week before was just a random meeting and that she would be nothing more than a comforting memory. I began to do some serious studying, my concentration was so deep that I didn't even notice her until she said my name and asked if she could sit with me again. I was unnerved by how happy I was to see her. Kate looked great; she had blonde collar length hair that framed a very pretty face that needed little makeup, brown eyes, was fairly tall (5'9) and had a very athletic and toned body that was well proportioned (her breasts were relatively small). She smiled broadly at me when she sat down, as we began to chat she seemed a bit weary and slightly sad. The more we talked, the more her mood and demeanor brightened. I remember her asking about my coursework and my "attachment status". I found out that she worked part time as an auditor for a couple of medical practices and was surprised when she told me that she was forty two years old (I had thought that she was in her early thirties). She also mentioned that she had been married for fifteen years, but when she spoke of her marriage her voice and mood changed slightly. Again the two and a half hours we spent together flew by. As we parted I was very aware that I was attracted to Kate both physically and intellectually. Talking with her was very easy and she stretched my intellect. I sensed that she might be attracted to me and even though she shared little about her relationship with her husband I had the impression that her marriage was based more on convenience than passion. I knew all too well that I had to watch myself with her, and that I had to be careful not fall for her or to lead her on. The rest of my day was rather mundane, I just studied until it was time to head to work at four. The shift itself wasn't bad, Amy was on and occasionally she would shoot me a glance or make a somewhat inappropriate comment when no else was around, but I also realized that she was not the gossip that Beth was. There is something to be said for a person who knows how to keep their mouth shut. It was a decent night; busy but not crushed, I pulled in about a $150 in tips. After we stopped serving food at ten the crowd started to thin. By 11:30 there were so few people left that I could start breaking down the bar. By 12:45 we were closing. I had just handed Siobhan the cash box so she could put it in the safe when Amy showed up at the bar. "Ready?" she asked. It took me a second to realize that Amy was offering me a ride. "Sure." I said and we headed out. Pulling out of the parking lot Amy announced "My mom is Nantucket for the weekend with her friends." She gave me a suggestive glance. "So you're all alone in that big dark house?" "Maybe someone should keep me company?" she said coyly. I said nothing and just placed my left hand on her leg and began to lightly caress her inner thigh. "mmmmmm..." Amy groaned. With my other hand I fished a tape of a cd the hostess, Patricia, had made for me. "What's that?" Amy asked "A tape of a Nine Inch Nails CD that Trish made me." "Morticia?" She replied snidely before continuing. "She is sooo weird." "Why do say that?" I asked. "She's not very friendly, she is kind of creepy looking and what's up with only wearing black?" I laughed in response, Amy did have a point. Trish (Patricia) and I had both been at the "Circle" for two years and she also worked as a social worker at a city hospital. Today she would be considered "Goth" but back then it was called the "industrial" scene. Trish was dry and sarcastic, not to mention distant and even a bit cold. She was 5'8, incredibly thin (she was FLAT as a board and had no ass) maybe 110 pounds, sported dyed shoulder length hair that varied from one dark tone to another depending on the week and her skin was very fair, almost translucent. She wore no makeup with the exception of dark lipstick and eyeliner, which accentuated her already gaunt features. Most of the other waitresses did not like her and called her Morticia behind her back (she did have a tendency to wear black). I liked her; she was my intellectual equal, shared a similar (not exact) eclectic taste for music and movies and had the same sense of dark humor as I. I moved my hand up her thigh slightly and gripped it. "You have a point, it takes a while to get to know her." I said. Amy squirmed and shifted her legs apart as my hand traveled farther up her leg. "I'm not sure that I want to know her better. Beth thinks that she's a lesbian." "I don't know about that" I said dismissively as I brought my hand to her crotch and pushed it into her jeans. "unnngggg...Billy you're making hard to drive." She gasped. "I'm so sorry Amy." I said sarcastically as I firmly rubbed her pussy through her jeans with three fingers. "Jesus...Billy." She sighed through gritted teeth. The rest of the ride was relatively uneventful, from my point of view. I continued to try to distract Amy by grinding my fingers through her pants against her moistening cunt. At a stop light I leaned over and started to suck a nipple through her shirt and bra while still rubbing her. All poor Amy could do was grip the steering wheel and gyrate her ass until the light changed turned green. After what must have seemed like an eternity to Amy we pulled into her mom's garage. As soon as she turned off the car she leaned over and kissed me, her hand massaging my crotch for a moment before she got out of the car. If her mother's car had been there I would have entertained the thought of nailing Amy on its hood, but it wasn't. So, I restrained myself and followed Amy into the house. Amy actually trotted through the kitchen and up the stairs, trailing her I followed her into her mother's bedroom. Walking into the room Amy literally jumped on me and wrapped her legs around my waist and kissed me hard. With our lips locked together and tongues entangled I carried her to the bed and fell on top of her. Frantically, we began to undress each other and in short order we were both naked. Disentangling myself from her, I laid next to her so that my head was pointing to her feet. I grabbed Amy's waist and pulled her knees over my shoulders , so that my throbbing cock was pointing at her face. Amy quickly figured out what to do, I felt her mouth close around my shaft before I could even lick her moist slit. Amy ground her pussy into my mouth while trying to suck my dick. I say "trying" because I have never found the "69" position really suitable for receiving or giving pleasure. At best it is an awkward position that is distracting and rarely satisfies either participant, at its worst injury can occur. The only reason I engaged in this endeavor was to broaden Amy's horizons and to prep her for a "proper" fucking. So, after a few minutes of mediocre oral indulgences, I pushed Amy off of me. Without so much as a word she spun around and straddled my waist. Amy took hold of my cock, positioned it against her spit slickened entrance and looked me in the eye. She grimaced slightly and groaned when she sunk over the head, she held this position for a second. I gripped her hips supporting her. "A little sore?" She shifted a bit, her eyes popped open and she slid down half of my shaft. "uunngggg...just a little..ooohhh." She sighed. After a moment Amy leaned forward, placed her hands on my chest and began to rock back and forth taking a little bit more of my length with each stroke. "yeah...oh yeah...Billy..oh." She moaned over and over her wet slot sinking further down my shaft. After five minutes she had taken all of me that she could, about an inch and a half of my cock remained and I could feel the head of my tool pushing against her cervix. I pulled her towards me our lips met, my hands gripped her tiny ass and I began to slowly stroke in and out with long strokes. Amy kissed me harder, forcing her tongue into my throat as my quickened the paced. The harder I fucked her the more I could feel her pussy relax and loosen just a bit. Amy sat up abruptly, breaking our kiss, and sunk her hand between her legs. I let go of her ass, bringing my hands to her bouncing tits I locked my thumb and fore finger onto her erect nipples and pinched down hard. "UUNNGGGGG" she cried out. I could feel her hand against the base of my cock, frantically stroking her clit. Her loosening cunt suddenly clamped down on me, she arched her back and screamed: "Ooohh FUCK..oohh...YEAH..." Amy was still in the throes of her orgasm when I grabbed her hips and began to thrust violently into her. She fell forward on me gasping and whimpering unintelligibly as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her as I kept fucking her with long powerful strokes. This lasted for two or three minutes until I felt her pussy relax its grip on me. I slipped my throbbing cock out of her and rolled her off of me. I shifted onto my side, with one hand I caressed her naked body while the other hand stroked my quivering length. I leaned over and kissed Amy on the cheek. "Get on your knees." Without a response or any hesitation Amy knelt on the bed and I took my position behind her. Amy's used pussy gaped slightly with little beads of her cum dappled on her lips. I knelt behind her and placed the head of my cock against her slot, she instinctively slid against me and I sunk as deep as I could. I remained motionless, savoring the feeling of the head of my dick against the entrance of her womb. I looked down on the inch and half of my shaft that remained, then started to slowly pull all but the head out before easing everything back into her. It was difficult to fuck Amy so slowly and so deliberately. After a few minutes of this, I leaned forward, snaking my hands under her shoulder I laced my fingers together behind her neck, placing her into a 'Full Nelson' hold. "nnnnhhhhh" She grunted as I lifted her torso up and her hands off the bed. I began to fuck her quicker and harder, her torso and hands off the bed. "Do like being fucked like this?" Amy whimpered something that I couldn't understand. I fucked her harder and asked again. "Well, do you?" "uh...uh...yes...yes..." I kept fucking Amy, with each thrust I could feel her pussy giving slightly, her cervix widening, my climax nearing. I kept thrusting harder and harder until I could feel my own release approaching. I pulled Amy's shoulders farther back, arching her spine and lifting her higher up, my cock sliding a fraction of an inch deeper wedging the head into the gap of her cervix. I leaned forward and whispered into her ear. "Amy...you will never be this tight again." Then I slammed the last inch of my length into her. Amy didn't scream, she just gasped. I felt my cock slide into her womb, the walls of her pussy stretching then I felt her cunt give and pop open. "UNGGGG..GOD.....UNGGGG....CUMMING" I cried out as I shot my load into her. "Yes...YES...oh Billy...yes" Amy whimpered. With each spurt I thrust deeper into her loosened cunt, with each surge she thrust back against me. Finally, my balls were empty and I collapsed onto her, my softening dick still lodged in her. Quid Nunc Secundus I was barely conscious when I felt Amy squirm under me. I lifted myself off of her and rolled on my back and she sat up still breathing hard. "I've never done that before." She said sounding a bit unnerved. Confused and without looking at her I asked: "Done what?" "Have a guy shoot off in me." She said I rolled onto my side and looked at her sitting up with her legs spread slightly. "You're on the pill? Right?" I said feeling a little alarmed. "Yeah, it just never felt right to let someone cum in me. I guess I trust you." I wasn't sure what she meant exactly but I took it as a compliment and smiled at her. She looked down between her legs and announced; "Its leaking out." "Lubrication for later." I replied.