0 comments/ 45490 views/ 8 favorites Friends Don't Fuck! By: jdevil The break up happened more than a week ago and I missed her. I didn't know what hit me and suddenly I had this tremendous void in my life. Seemed like yesterday we were best friends, now I didn't even know if we'd ever talk again. But I was persistent. The same persistency which probably caused the break up had now gotten me back into her life. And we did start talking, and I still loved her. The next logical step, (at least in my mind) was to see her. She had reservations, as I knew she would. Her reservations were not without merit. No matter what happened between us to cause the break up, (which I still don't know) I knew what didn't cause it; the physical part of our relationship. From day one, we clicked. Right down to the point of being synchronized sleepers. We'd lie down at night and our bodies would naturally entwine. And without fail, every night, our bodies would become one, . . . many times. Amazingly, she was the one woman who never satisfied me. No matter how many times we fucked, I wanted her, needed to have her, that much more. But now, she was afraid to see me. So, we talked on the phone. Our conversations throughout our relationship were almost as good as the sex. We'd talk for hours some times. Her voice, that giggle, the way she'd roll her eyes or smack my arm at some ridiculous comment I just made. She'd stimulate my mind and I'd want her. It was a chain reaction, stimulate the mind, goose bumps down my spine, then the cock would start to twitch. She called it "Thumper" when it would do that. And she always seemed to know when it did and would happily release it from its restraints. For my birthday she bought me some underwear she thought I'd look sexy it. Hey, that's fine with me; anything to make her happy. The only problem with this particular style of briefs was when I got an erection; which, being around Melody, was quite often. Limp, the briefs would allow my cock to hang just a bit. So, when I did get excited and started to grow, it would grow downward most of the time, down my leg, which is somewhat uncomfortable. That didn't last long, coming to my rescue, she would just reach down, grab that thing and point it north. She'd take her hand out, pet it as though it were a puppy and say, "There, is that better?" God, I loved her touch. But now, I was limited to the phone. We'd talk for hours into the night about everything. Yes, everything! But now, it was me making sure my cock was comfortable. She was incredible. I could tell she was playing with herself while we talked. Her breathing would quicken. Little "Mmmmph" sounds were barely audible. I knew she was biting into her shoulder when I heard those sounds. She is somewhat vocal when she cums and since she still lives with her parents she muffles the screams anyway she can. Even if it means drawing blood. I know, I have the scars to prove it. So, we were friends again, even if only over the phone. I did want to see her though. It took a while but I convinced her that we could do this. Her only response, which she kept repeating, was, "Okay, but friends don't fuck!" I never understood that. I'd remained friends with many of my ex-girlfriends and on occasion the urge comes over you and you end up cumming all over them. I see nothing wrong with that. But I'm older than my current ex; twice her age. So, the life experience thing may have something to do with that. "Meet me in the garage. You can get in, can't you?" was all she said before she hung up the phone. "Yeah, I can get in." I responded to the dial tone. Had to break in, but I could get in. The garage was where we lived when we were together. It was November and it was cold in that garage. I had a couple of blankets, one electric which might not do us any good. Think they turned the power off since last we were there. Didn't matter to me, just another reason to hold each other. I broke in and fumbled around in the dark. Didn't want to turn a light on because the garage was in view of her parent's house. And we didn't need any questions about what I was doing back in her life. Found an outlet to plug the electric blanket into. The little orange light never appeared. No electric! Damn, going to be a cold night. I spread that blanket on the bed, tossed another one on top of that. Nice and cozy, probably not! My cell phone rang. "Did you get in?" she asked. "Yeah, I'm here." It amazed her that I could get in anywhere. Living in the streets for so many years, one learns to be inventive. I think that was part of her attraction to me. The phone went dead and I waited. A couple minutes passed and the door opened. She, in sweat pants and sweatshirt, had her bag that she usually carried. This was a good thing, I thought. She was ready for a long night. Without saying a word she took candles from it and placed them back where they were when last we were together. She fumbled for a while and asked, "You got any matches?" I went over to where we kept the lighter before. It was still there. Damn, it was as though nothing change. And there I was, hoping the last week was nothing but a nightmare. I lit the candles and turned to her. And once again I fell in love with her all over again. I walked toward her to hug her. She gently pushed me back. "Just talk. Friends don't fuck." Apparently that was her new catch phrase, which woke me back to the nightmare. "How have you been?" was all I could think of. I wanted to hold her. If I could just get my arms around her, maybe, . . . I don't know. She started to complain about work. Work was always a good subject to get a conversation going. After a while, the mood lightened and we started to laugh. Sitting on the bench, it was obvious she was cold. I know I was. "Want me to get a blanket for you?" She didn't say a word, just shook her head no, then walked to the bed and got under the blankets. I stayed on the bench, not wanted to ruin a nice mood. In the candle light I could she her turn and look at me. "Are you cold?" she asked, lifting the blanket as an invitation. I sat for only a moment more while, 'Friends don't fuck' repeated in my head. I walked to the bed and got under the blankets with her. She turned her back to me. So, there we were, like two spoons in a drawer. It was a little awkward, no natural entwining of the legs, hands nervously avoid touching now-off-limit places. But it was cold, . . . and she grabbed my arm and put it around her. That reminded me of when I'd feel her hand reach over for the blankets and cover my bare shoulders. All those little things she did; I know she loved me. Don't know what happened, but I know she loved me then. We just lied there, no more conversation. I guess we were waiting for the awkwardness to subside. But it was cold, and now she was hugging my arm. To the point where she had my hand just about lined up with her left breast. I didn't know what was happening here. I figured, 'What the hell.' and kissed the back of her neck. (One of her more sensitive spots) I was met with no resistence. A few more kisses turned into nibbling. Still no resistence! She hugged my arm tighter, and I bit a little harder. "Don't leave any marks." she warned. Her boss always gave her a lecture when she went to work with marks on her neck. Damn, did I just get a green light? I had no idea now. I knew what biting her neck would do though. Another one of those chain reactions. Biting her neck hardens her nipples. Then, just a light brush over one of those stiff nipples will send a signal down below to the point where her cunt starts to seep. The mystery was over, I think. Still wasn't sure. Then, both her hands hug my arm even harder, moving my hand directly onto her breast. And yes, the nipple was just about piercing her sweatshirt. I used the palm of my hand to gently caress it. She let out the slightest of moans and her left hand released my arm. The right pressed my hand harder to her breast. I wondered for a moment what her left hand was doing until I saw the blanket raise up. Her legs were spreading. A moment passed and her ass started to move back against me. "Thumper" had come to play; pointing south again, dammit! I let her play with herself for a couple minutes. Her scent was coming from underneath the covers. God, how I missed that scent! I missed everything about her. "Can I have a taste?" I asked. She didn't say a word. Her right hand took me from her breast and guided me down between her legs. Damn, she was sopping wet and slippery. I finger fucked her for just a minute before I had a taste. As sweet as I remembered. The sweetest nectar God ever created. I took my fingers from my mouth and put them in hers. She was hungry. Sucked them dry and hurried my hand back to her cunt. My middle finger fingered her while the palm pushed her back against my cock. "Does Thumper want to come out to play?" she asked as she reached back and buried her hand into my jeans. "Oh, he's all crumpled up again." She straightened me out but didn't remove her hand right away. She stroked me until she felt moisture on the head of my cock. She used her thumb to spread it around. Damn, that drove me nuts when she did that. And I'm thinking, 'What happened to FRIENDS DON'T FUCK.' Didn't know, didn't care. This was a beautiful thing and I could see nothing wrong with it. She finally release my cock and grabbed a belt loop of my jeans. "Aren't you hot?" she asked. Yeah, forty degrees in that garage and I am hot. I get out from under the blankets and took my jeans off. She likes to watch me take off the briefs she got me. As I pull them down they grab my cock until I get them so far down and it releases. It springs up like a diving board and she always responds, "Scccchhhhwiiiing!!" Once it stops bouncing and points up, she says, "Damn, that's a lot of cock!" I take the covers off her. No one's feeling the cold right now. I rip her sweats off her bottom and she lies face down, that gorgeous ass slightly elevated. I stay by her side and put my thumb inside her cunt. Love to work her G-spot with my thumb; great control. I rub it gently at first and her moans get louder. A little harder, a little louder. I move my thumb in to the hilt and start rubbing her cervix. I know she loves that. Her ass starts to buck back against my hand and she screams, "GOD, FUCK ME HARDER!!" I start working that thumb like I'm hitchhiking across the country and only have fifteen minutes to get there. She's got such an ear-piercing scream when she cums. Her hand shoots under body and starts working her clit. A moment later, screams echo in the garage. "I WANT YOUR COCK NOW!" She rolls over on her back and continues to play with her pussy. I did have to have another taste before I fucked her though. I got between her legs and started to lick some of the juice from her pussy. It's been a while since she's been that sloppy wet. Melody has body language that tells you exactly what she wants. If she wants her clit licked, she'll keep her ass close to the bed so that's all you have access to. If she wants it sucked, she stays in the same place, just grabs your head and hold s it there. If she wants her hole licked, she'll arch up just a little bit for easier access. If her ass is feeling sensitive anytime, she'll arch way up so you can french kiss her ass hole. If she wants it all, she'll do pelvic thrusts and you can hit them all. Her body language once again did not fail me, with only a few seconds worth of pussy juice glistening my face, she said, rather forcefully, "I want your cock!" With that, she sprung up and pushed me onto my back. A second later she was straddling me. Now, Melody does these exercises that keep her cunt tight. And they definitely work. The combination of the thick cock I've got and her exercises, sometimes make it a little tough getting inside her. This was not one of those times! She grabbed the shaft and put it at her opening. She slide down, her eyes rolled back and she started to grind into me. Occasionally she would move up and down, but she was mostly a grinder. That was fine with me. She'd get the right angle and I could feel the head of my cock smacking her cervix like a speed bag in a boxing gym. God, she could move! She's so wet it sounds as though someone is walking through a swamp with galoshes on. That sloppy, sucking sound is drowned out as once again the sirens tore the night in half. It always surprised me that her parents couldn't hear her screaming. Her moans would build and build until she had to release. I guess it kept her from exploding. She was incredible on top. She's go non stop until you think she's about to pass out, screaming all the while, "OH GOD, FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" then she would start with the, "YOUR COCK IS SO BIG!!" Now, in all reality, by porn star standards, I'm not that big, I've got almost eight inches and it is thick. And as I said, she is tight! So, if she wants to scream, "Your cock is so big!" who am I to argue? She's screaming louder now and it's echoing in the garage. I love that sound. Then, she gets quiet and slows down. I know she's about to have an intense orgasm. Her hands shoot out in front of her and they shake as though she's being electrocuted. I watch her body convulse for a minute and see nothing but the whites of her eyes in the candle lite. When it passes, she jumps off and gobbles at my cock. She doesn't want to give me head, she just loves the way she tastes. When I'm sure she's licked all her juices off me, it's my turn to push her back. She resists very little and collapses on her back. I fold her legs up and push them against her breasts. Her pussy lips are all puffed out from the beating she'd just giving them. But that's was nothing compared to what I'm about to do. This is one of my favorite positions to fuck hard. She helps a little, lining me up. Once I know I'm there, I plow in and hit bottom way before the full length of my cock is used. She gulps hard and catches her breath. I rise up and collapse down on her again. My entire body is coming up and collapsing time after time. My cock is rock hard and it feels like a chisel trying to take chips out of a stones, and succeeding. Once I get the rhythm, the speed increases. Her squeals are deafening and I think I'm killing her, "OH BABY, FUCK ME HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER!" I'm thinking if I fuck her any harder I'll snap her spine. Her nails are digging into my back and I can feel some blood start to trickle. I'm still wondering how that bed ever stayed together under the pressure with put it through. I'm banging so hard into her I can hear my balls slapping her ass. She's screaming louder and louder, "DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP!" But if I don't stop, I'm going to cum, and I want this to last. Don't know when this will happen again. Because, "Friends don't fuck." I pull out and Melody moans, almost in relief. I roll her onto her side. It's one of our favorite positions and automatically her lower leg shoots out straight and I straddle it. She pulls her other leg up to her chest and that exposes her pussy for easy access. She's got the most perfectly shaped ass. And world class legs from the 15 miles-a-day bike rides she takes. This position gave me the perfect vantage point of both. And the perfect angle to hit her cervix again. With the sensation that I'm about to cum gone, I slide back inside and start to pump. I just lean back and watch my cock go in and out. Incredible penetration from this position. She pulls her leg even tighter to her chest to get me deeper inside her. What a glutton for punishment she is. Apparently she's into the pain thing a little tonight. The entire crack of that beautiful ass is glistening from the juices running down from the fucking I just gave her. I lean in a little and ride my thumb up the crack of her ass rubbing that little hole every now and again. Her hand releases her leg and grabs my hand, ramming my thumb into her ass. Her head arches back and she's about to cum again. I've never understood how she doesn't loose her voice from those screams. I stop again to prevent shooting my load. She starts grinding again, "DON'T STOP UNTIL YOU CUM!" barely audible through the scream. It's been a while and I've got quite a load saved up for her. "MOTHER FUCKER!" she screams, "YOU BETTER CUM!" I'm about to cum, her ass is moving back and forth, she feels me twitch inside of her. She laughs, "You're there, aren't you? I can feel it." I love when she's playful and teasing like that. "You bitch." She laughs, "Give it to me, baby. I want to feel it." I've got a death grip on her hip. "What's the matter? Waited to long, didn't you? Can't cum now?" She giggles, "Want me to suck you off?" As she starts to sit up to take me into her mouth, that last stroke withdrawing from her cunt was all I needed. As my cock pulled out it started to shoot. It shot a stream from her ass to her chin. Damn, I know she hates that. 'Don't you dare cum on my face; that's disgusting!' she warned me too many time. But not tonight, she just laughed as a small glob hangs from her chin. She anxiously grabbed my cock and jerked it off. When she figures she has it drained, she sat up and flicks her tongue across the little slit in the head of my cock. Those big brown eyes look up at me as she pushes me back. She looks so innocent. But God, do I know better. Her tongue starts to twirl around the head of my cock. I smiled with a new excitement. Didn't know what it was at first, then it hit me. Something she said replayed in my head, "Want me to suck you off?" She had never sucked me off. The entire time we were together, she never took me from beginning to end giving me head. Never thought about it because everything else was incredible. Sure, she'd suck me a little bit now and then, but that was more for lubrication. She'd slobber pretty good, especially the nights she was feeling tighter than usual. I just figured she was no good at it, so she didn't do it. Well, either she took lessons in the last week or, for some reason, she just deprived me of a wonderful thing. She was like that; always kept some tricks in the bag I guess. Melody rammed it deep in her throat until she gagged. She quickly backed off; it was slathered with a thick spit. She looked up, winked, and started jerking me off. What an evil smile. I sometimes wonder if I were in love with the devil herself? She opened her mouth and her head started to lower itself again. But she didn't pass GO, didn't collect $200, and didn't stick my cock in her mouth again. She pressed it to my stomach. Its head level with my navel meant one thing; I was full length. She had me rock hard once again. Damn, did I even go soft a little bit?. Didn't matter, didn't care. Down she went until my left nut was being flicked with her tongue. Another first! The sensation was numbing. I couldn't move! She worked the head of my cock, rubbing it against my stomach, all the while sucking my balls. That wouldn't do for Melody; one had to give as good as he got. And as I said, I was frozen. She stopped rubbing my cock, emptied her mouth, and warned, "Hey, I've got nipples here needing to be pinched!" I shifted my body 90 degrees to obtain access. She had the most responsive nipples. I twisted them gently at first. She grabbed my balls and twisted them a bit. "You want me to show you how to do it?" "Hey, hey!!" I fired back, pinching and twisting until I was sure I'd unscrew the damn thing. She moaned deep in her throat, which was a good thing because that's where she just put the head of my cock. The vibration and the sucking were a great combination. Luckily it was only moments earlier that I exploded or that humming throat thing would have done me in. And that wouldn't do; I needed to fuck her again. Damn, she was good! The bitch! Real good. Felt like I was about to explode again; had to slow her down. Another 90 degree turn, a duck under her leg, and the sweetest pussy I ever tasted was hovering over me. I was at a quandary. Not only was it the sweetest tasting, it was also the prettiest I've ever seen. Sometimes at night while she was sleeping I would just look at that thing. Now, there it was, glistening in the candlelight. I pulled the lips apart, a hand on each of her cheeks. She oozed a bit. I don't remember her being this wet except when we first started to go out. Maybe we just fucked too much and there's just so much lubrication to go around. Friends Don't Fuck Ch. 2 As usual, I woke before Melody. I didn't really sleep much. Spent the night trying to keep from freezing to death. Damn, she was a blanket hog! I patiently waited for the sun to come up. I knew I wasn't going to like what she was going to tell me. 'We shouldn't have done that! Friends don't fuck!' and it would somehow be all my fault. But that was Melody, and for some reason I loved her. The sun rose and along with it, Melody. She was contented in my arms until she was aware that's where she was; in my arms. She gave me that dirty look, got up, got dressed, and said, "You seduced me! I told you friends don't fuck!" There was no arguing. You could never win with her. It was her perception, and that was that. She left and I was numb as I watched her walk back to her house. Didn't know if I was numb from the void I was just dealt, again, . . . or from losing the blanket battles. Either way, I was wondering if, but always hoping, I'd see her again. Well, I went on with my life wishing she were a part of it. It wasn't easy; wanting to call her every time I look at my cell phone. But if I did call, that would just piss her off more. Yeah, I know what you're saying, "Get on with your life!" but damn, I was still nuts about her. Best thing to do, I thought, was to fill that void in my life. So that's what I did, or tried to do. And damn, I was productive! I still couldn't sleep, but I was writing up a storm and working out as though I were fighting again. Occasionally there were some distractions. The phone would ring, and yes, I always hoped it was her. But it never was. Not until a week later. Returning home from a workout one night, that little red light on my answering machine was flashing. Naturally I'm hoping it's from my Melody. Hmmmm. My Melody! Melody never has and probably never will belong to anyone. I hit the button. It was almost a whisper, "Meet me in the garage tonight." It was so faint, I had to play it back a few times. But yes, that's what it said. Don't know why she was whispering, don't care. Maybe her mother came in while she was calling. She never really liked me. So, there I was again breaking into the garage. It was another cold night. I'd left the blanket there from last week. Figured there was no reason to take them, I'd gotten them for OUR bed, so that's where they should stay. I guess it was just wishful thinking. As habit, I hit the button on the electric blanket. I'll be damned! The little orange light came on. Someone turned the electric back on. I cranked it up to 15, stripped down to my briefs, and got under. It was like being home again. Felt pretty damn good too. Too good. Before I knew it, I was asleep. Which was fine since Melody never really told me a time, and I was hoping for a long night, so a little nap wouldn't hurt me. Don't know what time it was when I thought I heard the door open and close. I woke, I think, for just a moment. There were no candles being lit this time, just heard the undressing and felt the blankets move. It felt nice to have a warm body crawling in beside me. Well, not exactly beside me. Her hands went right to my briefs, tugging them down and a moment later, her mouth was wrapped around my shaft. Damn, what a wake up call. I looked down and in the dark I could faintly see the blanket bobbing up and down. I don't know where she got her new found passion for giving head, but damn, she was good! She was stroking me to speed up the process of bringing the needed blood to the area. It wasn't long and I was at full length. "Whoa! Oh my!" I heard under the blanket. She sounded a little surprised. It was only a week, she couldn't have forgotten what I had. "Mmmmmmm" was what I heard next as I felt my cock swallowed, then the blanket started again. My God, she could suck a cock good! Too good. I think I was about to shoot already. It had been a week and I had a hell of a load saved up. I had to stop her. Wanted to make this worthwhile so I grabbed her head and pulled it to me. I loved kissing her. Our tongues entwined as she continued to massage my balls. Something was different. She kissed different. I ran my hands through her hair. Her short hair! I pulled away, "You cut your hair!" "No I didn't." She said, . . . but who was she? "Who are you?" I asked the woman now stroking my shaft and thumbing the head. "I'm Jennifer. Melody couldn't make it. She sent me in her place." "You're her cousin! I thought you were in Florida?" this is one strange family! She tossed the blankets aside, (things were heating up) laid down beside me, grabbed my hand, and put it on her pussy. She had a small tuft of hair. "Up for a visit. I hope you're as good as she says you are." Her hand moved mine a little lower. Her clit was swollen. (Damn, and I thought what Melody had at the top of her slit was a little dick. Jennifer's may have been even bigger; must be a family trait.) She was sloppy! And how I love that. Her fingers were stuffing mine inside her cunt. I had three in already, along with one or two of hers. Apparently Melody didn't tell Jennifer about those exercises. This was a bit strange. I pulled my hand away. "This is, . . ." I stammered. "C'mon, she wants you to have a good time." Melody always talked about a threesome. She said it was just a fantasy though. Maybe she was going to join us. I didn't know. I do remember her telling me how attractive Jennifer was. I reached up, found the lighter (just were it always was) and lit a few candles. Very nice! And what a body. Long and lean. "You guys have great genes!" She smiled, rolled over, and smacked her ass. "Another family trait." It was gorgeous. And I got along side of her just as I'd done with Melody so many times. Knowing Melody, she gave her cousin pretty good details as to what we've done. Didn't want to disappoint. I don't know how long it had been since Jennifer had been fucked, but she was as wet as Melody when we first got together. That slippery, sloppy, oozing wet! Christ, my thumb went right to her G-spot like a homing device. Her ass arched up and I worked it until her body shuddered. There were no screams, just deep, throaty moans. She pressed her ass to my hand. I cupped her like a bowling ball and lifted her until I could slide my legs under her, keeping her ass high. I played with her cervix, hoping that response would be another family trait. Bingo! More shuddering, more moaning. Jennifer was no where near as tight though. I pulled my thumb out and replaced it with a couple fingers. I was twisting them pretty good and didn't really feel any pressure, so I added another. The moan did get a little louder, and she was getting wetter. I was twisting like a cork screw. My pinky seemed to add itself with only a little resistance. I'm working it now and I know where this is headed. (I only remember doing something like this with Melody one time. Our first date; got four fingers inside. I think she was trying to impress me. After that one time, never more than two.) Jennifer was looking over her shoulder at me. She's very attractive! I bend forward to kiss her. She comes to me as much as she can. We kiss, very wet. I'm just trying to get more lubrication for her pussy that's about to have my fist inside. I suck her mouth dry and bring my head over my thumb letting all her spit drool out of my mouth onto that thumb. Right on target. I four finger fuck her for a little while longer, then tuck my thumb in under my index finger. It was a little tough going in. Jennifer hungrily reached back, grabbed my wrist and pushed her ass back. At least I got a muffled scream out of that. Now I'm mostly just twisting inside her and she's getting into it. The pain, I'm guessing. Nothing wrong with that. Let's see how far I can go. My cock is at full attention next to her hip. I can see her little asshole winking at me, almost calling my name. Who am I to deny her. While my right hand is knuckling her cervix, the middle finger of my left hand finds her mouth. She licks it, then sucks it deep, making it slick. Damn, she had a nice mouth. Couldn't wait to get my cock back in there. But right now, I had a sphincter to massage. Her asshole was tight. Could have had something to do with the fact that my fist was taking up all the slack. Didn't matter, tight or not, it was going to get fucked. She's writhing in pain, or pleasure, who knows. Her hands are under her now, I'm guessing she pinching the hell out of her nipples. I'm sucking the inside of my mouth to gather up all the spit I can. Every time I get enough I'm spewing it into the crack of her ass, letting it seep down. I'm using my finger to feed it to her hole. It's not long before I'm working on the second finger. It's not that easy but I think maybe, with a little effort, my cock may find its way. I remove the two fingers and grab Jennifer's hip, rolling her on her side. My fist remained deep as she pulled her legs up into a fetal position. That gave me the easiest access to her asshole. It still wasn't going to be easy, but what the hell, if it were easy, little girls would be doing it. "Hey, got any spit left?" I asked her, as romantic as that question could be asked. A hand releases one of her nipples as she cups her hand under her mouth and starts spitting into it. I don't know which lips were producing more fluid. What she had in her hand she slapped onto my cock and slathered it up and down the shaft. She doesn't take her hand from me as she guides me toward her ass. I'm thinking, 'Damn, I could barely get two fingers in. I'm going to split her in two." She guides the head of my cock to her almost opening. I've got to move my right arm forward to get it out of the way. How she doesn't tear, I don't know. The pre cum is glistening in the candlelight. Jennifer smears it on her ass then lines everything up. I'm working it slowly, trying to be gentle. Just her rubbing the head of my cock against her tight hole is driving me nuts. It's lined up, she knows it, she pulls my cock and rears backward onto me. It hits deep! Finally, I hear a scream! Although, it may have been me screaming. Damn, it was tight! It felt weird, my fist in her cunt, my cock in her ass, almost as though I was jerking myself off, but not. Like I said, it was weird. This was hot! A first for me and I wasn't going to last long. I'm pumping her ass for all I'm worth. And right now I don't think I'm worth a whole lot. Jennifer is looking up at me knowing I'm right there. "Where do you want it?" She raised her chin and said, "On my face!" Damn, this is one thing they didn't have in common. Melody thought that was the most disgusting thing that one could do to a woman. Just hearing that made me lose it. I started to shoot as I pulled out. The first squirt did reach Jennifer's chin. The second was a little short, but splattered her tits. It was the first time I really noticed them. Very nice. I love Melody's tiny little breasts. Always preferred them that way. Jennifer's were much larger, but with a perfect shape. My cum was streaming between them as she sat up to suck my cock. Before she could, the third squirt hit her right under the nose. She giggled as she sucked for a bit than painted her face, using my cock as the brush. Damn, I was drained. And satisfied. That's one thing about Melody; I was never satisfied. No matter how many times, or how often we fucked, I always wanted her more. But now, I was satisfied. Couldn't say the same for Jennifer though. She still had a fist balled up in her pussy. And apparently she wasn't satisfied. She was still hungry, and gobbled my cock like she hadn't eaten for weeks. And who am I to deprive a beautiful young girl of a meal she so badly desires? I remove my hand and watch as her hole slowly closes. What an amazing thing that is. I kiss her swollen clit, grab her narrow hips and roll over on my back. She never stops sucking me or massaging my balls as we get into a 69 position. Her cunt lips are a deep purple as I lower them to my face. She's going to town on her end, licking the entire shaft and occasionally sucking on my balls. They seem to be working over time as they start to fill up again. I bury my chin in her pussy and shake my head for a few minutes. Eventually the shudders come, which means she did too. I start spitting into her asshole again and she arches down to give me easier access. She's got the same body language as Melody and I read it well. I start to dart in and out of her hole with my tongue while spreading her cheeks with a hand on each side. In the mean time she's sucking and slobbering with a rhythm getting me 'close' again. 'Damn!' I'm thinking. Maybe this is who Melody's been getting lessons from. Who really cares. All I know is that I want to fuck this ass again. My mouth is running dry, so, like it or not, that's all the lube she's getting. My hands close in on her and two fingers from each hand hook her hole and spread it. Jennifer is moaning deep in her throat, humming all over my cock. With what seems to be explosive speed, she tears away from my grip, spins around and squats her ass down on my cock. She starts pumping up and down, leaning back on her hands to give me a clear view of her pussy. Damn, her clit is almost the size of my thumb. What a vision; a beautiful girl's lean, tight body, breasts bouncing, and a smile that could make a dead man cum. Her ass is squeezing me with every stroke. Christ! She's good! I want to cum, but it's not happening. Not with her on top. 'Easy solution!' I do a sit up, toss her back and drive her ass hard. I'm trying to tear her open; I know I'll get off that way. And here it cums! And she knows it. She wraps her legs around my back and doing hip thrusts. I'm trying to get out to cum on her, but can't shake her loose. "C'mon, baby, give it to me!" I start to cum inside her ass and she can feel the spasms. With each spasm she jerks into me and sucks me dry with her asshole. Her body shudders one last time as I collapse on top of her. Jennifer wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me. Her legs remain as she reaches over and covers me with the blanket. Just like old times, lying in that garage with a sweet young girl in my arms. Speaking of that, "What happened to Melody?" I ask. Jennifer shrugs, "Don't know. G'night." and tightens her grip. Friends Don't Fuck! Didn't know, and once again didn't care. She was sopping now and within reach. I stuck my tongue out and started fucking her with it. Thank God, it worked! She stopped sucking to raise her head and moan into the night. The 'about-to-cum' sensation in me subsided and she reared up like a bucking bronco. She squatted on my face and started to ride it the way she rode my cock. And again, the screams echoed in the garage. Her ass froze, which meant one thing, another intense orgasm. Her cunt quivered on my face and I could feel her entire body start to quake. An eternity passed and she collapsed, her head landing on my thigh. Was she done? Wouldn't be the first time she just stopped. God dammit, and me with a hard on needing to find a home. Well, even if I wasn't going to get off again, I was going to eat some pussy. I figured I'd just jerk off later in the shower when the steaming water reactivates her scent on my face. But wait a minute, what was this? Her hips start to rock a little bit. Slowly she was fucking my face. I tilted my head back and put my chin at her entrance. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her down, driving my chin as deep as I thought it would go. Her hand gripped the shaft of my cock and squeezed, . . .a little too tight. I pulled her even tighter and drove my chin a little deeper. She squeezed a little harder. Damn, it was like one of those arm-punching contests you had with your friends when you were kids. See who could take more pain. Well, I wasn't giving in. I had a trick up my sleeve; my chin buried deep allowed my tongue to dance up to her ass hole. Once it started flicking, she released her grip. Not completely though. Nice, loose touch. Just enough to skim over the shaft and catch the head with a little jolt. Over and over again. Damn, made it feel as though it were on fire! Her left hand started massaging my balls. "Oh, God, they're getting heavy already!" she moaned as she weighed them, never missing a stroke. I couldn't believe it! I wanted to fuck her again before I came and now that was questionable. Thinking fast I removed my chin and bit her ass hole! "OOOOOOOHHHHH!!" came from deep down inside her. I braced myself for retaliation, it never came. But she was getting ready to! I started chewing on her ass hole. A first for me and she certainly seemed to like it. "OOOOHHH, GAAAAAAWWWWWDDDD!!" She recouped after a minute and went back to stroking me off. Even though I was gnawing the hell out of that tiny little hole, her touch stayed light. That's because she knows that'll get me off faster than anything. She was like lightening, up and down, but never tightening her grip. The faster she pumped, the deeper I bit. Now it was a battle of wills. Neither one wanted to give in. I've got her ass spread as wide as I think it'll go without splitting. I'm thinking about ramming my chin in her ass! Then I hear it, "AAAAAAWWWWKKKK!!" Damn, this sweet little girl just spit on my cock. God, got to love her or what? And again! Now her grip tightens and she starts polishing the head of my cock. "Oh fuck!!" no fair, this multiple orgasm thing these women have going for them. My cock starts to twitch and she's squeezing my balls now. My hips naturally starts to thrust up to her hungry mouth. She just keeps spitting and I swear I'll tear her ass in two. "Mother Fucker!!" I couldn't hold it any longer and she knew. She buried that thing and sucked to the point I thought my head was going to implode. Her hand crushing me to empty the sacks. "Mother Fucker!!" I was determined to fuck her. Once she give me one last parting lick, I pushed her ass forward and snuck out the back, so-to-speak. I've got her on her knees, chewed ass hole in the air and time is of the essence. I've got to work fast before the blood vacates. "What are you," she starts to ask as I plow into her. "MMMMMMPH" I don't know if I'm in her cunt or her ass. Don't know, and yes, you guessed it, don't care! All I know is that I'm going to get her off one more time before I go limp. Her hands brace against the wall, I'm pulling back on her hips so hard I'm lifting her knees off the bed. I'm still smacking her cervix! Could it be I can go for three? "FUCK ME HARDER!" Any harder and I'll be up on charges. And again the sirens arrive. Goddamn it, I'm starting to lose it. I keep fucking and she keeps screaming. "OH, BABY, FUCK ME HARD!" I keep pumping, but no longer hitting bottom. I keep driving, my hips exploding into her ass. She collapses forward, and I on top. I'm still in her, but I feel her squeezing me out. Damn, what a talented cunt she had. Once I'm completely ejected, she giggles and grabs the covers to shield us from the cold night air. I hold her, arms around her, still in love with her. It's not long before she dozes off and I spend the night trying to keep any part of my body covered. Melody; still the same blanket hog I fell in love with.