Lick 'n Tiff - Chapter Twelve - Tiffany on Ice (Part II)
"You look really great, Tiffany."
"Thanks," I said, smiling in the passenger seat while Jeremy drove. "You look kinda great too."
"Oh." He smiled back and I kicked myself in the brain. Kinda great? What did that mean?
I was pretty new to this being nice to boys thing. I mean, I'd never been an introverted super-shy sort of girl or anything. I got along with people just fine. It's just that I'd never wanted a boyfriend, you know? So I'd always had like this force field of "Fuck off and die!" around me.
Well, maybe not that bad, but some guys thought so. I heard one boy, Mike Hamstead, call me the Dairy Queen once because I was totally cold and completely lickable. He'd said that behind my back, as in two rows behind me on the bus. His friends had laughed and I'd felt sorta bad inside for a week afterwards.
Just the other day when I'd been at the grocery store I heard Greg Lam ask a stock boy named Henry, "Hey! What's the difference between Tiffany and Big Ben?"
"I dunno," the stock boy said, grinning at me because I was standing right there staring at them.
"Big Ben will give you the time of day!" Greg said and they both laughed while I just frowned.
And then he had the nerve to ask me out! Can you believe that? I totally ignored him and Greg looked at Henry and said, "See?" Like what did he expect after making a joke like that? Boys are so stupid sometimes and that's one reason I didn't much like them. Maybe if they'd act normal once in awhile I'd actually be nice for a change. It was probably one of those catch-22 things my mom talked about, although I never really understood what she meant by that.
But then again…Jeremy had been nice to me.
Even when I'd blown him off, he hadn't gotten mad or made any dumb jokes behind my back, so far as I knew. And now he had me sitting in his car! Funny how that works, isn't it? I was tempted to have sex with Jeremy just so he could tell all the jerks how much fun it had been to get me on my back. Wouldn't that make them feel stupid? I wouldn't even deny it either and when they came around, begging for a date because they thought I'd be an easy fuck? I'd totally blow them off. Again.
The truth was that I had completely different reasons for letting Jeremy get my panties down. I didn't want to be gay and if letting a boy put his thing inside me was the cure for rampant flaming lesbianism, well…I'd grit my teeth and take my medicine. I just really hoped I liked it. I mean, if Jeremy got his dick inside me and it turned out I hated it, then he wouldn't really be curing anything. He'd just be fucking a lesbian.
That would totally suck in like seven different ways!
So you can imagine how nervous I felt. I tried to keep smiling and make small talk, you know, act all normal and everything. My mind was going a million miles an hour though. Should I let him do it before or after we went ice skating? There were a lot of pros and cons to consider, after all. Like how much fun would it really be to skate around with a pussy full of cum? That would be sorta messy, I supposed. And if I fell on my butt, like I sometimes do even though I'm a really good skater, I'd probably go "splat!" and that would be pretty embarrassing!
People would probably be able to tell I'd had sex too, since I'd worn my figure skating outfit. I liked it, what can I say? It looked nice anyway, being kind of a tight one-piece dress, a red one, with a really short skirt. You know, like figure skaters wear. I had the matching red shorts and my red thong on under that, but I'd left my stockings at home. It was ice skating, yeah, but indoor skating, so it wasn't like the place was Alaska cold or whatever.
But if I waited until after we went skating, then I'd be worried about what was coming and I did want to have a good time. I'd probably mess up all my jumps and spins and end up looking like an idiot. And then Jeremy would think he was dating a klutz and wouldn't even want to be seen with me! I'd have to take the bus home and if I wanted to have sex with a guy, it would probably be some old janitor in a trench coat who smelled like Chinese food. I definitely wouldn't like that and so I'd never find out if I was a real lesbian or not!
See? I had a lot to think about and time was running out!
And what was Jeremy doing anyway? I figured we'd run out of gas or have a flat tire or just miss our turn and end up out by the lake. Isn't that what boys do? He seemed to be taking shortcuts to the Rec Center, running red lights and speeding. Sorta. Well, not really, but it seemed like it. We were almost there and all he'd done was tell me how nice I looked and talked a little about how much fun the Virgin Circus had been.
"Yeah," he continued his boring story, "and then I won a banana cream pie at the cakewalk."
"Wow," I said.
"My brothers ate most of it," he shrugged. "Did you win anything?"
"Ummm…Not really," I sighed. "Amber bought me a snow globe though."
"Amber?" he looked confused for a second and then nodded. "Your friend, right? I think I remember her."
"You think so?" I laughed at that, totally not believing him. What boy would ever forget an insanely hot college coed? Or maybe she was just insanely hot to me, but I didn't want to go there.
"What?" Jeremy gave me a smile. "No. I remember. She looked like your sister kinda."
"Yeah," I sighed, not wanting to talk about her anymore, like I said.
I wanted to push away the nervousness I felt, because I really did feel a little scared. My tummy had grown tight and my heart was going a bit faster. I'd pretty much made up my mind, but what if he laughed at me? What if Jeremy didn't like me or he thought I was some kind of slut, or…All those thoughts kind of rushed at me out of nowhere and I wasn't prepared for them.
I thought this would be really easy, you know? Like it had nothing to do with Jeremy at all. He was just a dick. A cock, I mean. A penis that I wanted to see if I liked or not and…God! It finally hit me that he was a real person. That sounds really dumb and super shallow, I know. I'm almost embarrassed to admit it, but it's true. Nobody wants to be laughed at, just like nobody wants to be used. That thought hit me like a hammer and I decided that whatever happened, if I really wanted the truth, I had to be honest.
Sorta.
"Hey, um…Jeremy?" I swallowed hard as he looked at me. "Do you really want to go ice skating?"
"Uhhhh…" he smiled and sorta shrugged. "I don't know. Why? Don't you?"
"Well…" I closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath before opening them again.
"What's wrong, Tiff?"
"Nothing," I said quickly. "I just…I've never been on a date before."
"I know," he chuckled. "Your mom made sure I knew that."
"Oh." I nodded, wondering what else she might have said.
"She told me to make sure you have a good time," he told me. "And, um…if I touch you, she'll break my fingers."
"What?" I laughed and rolled my eyes.
"I think she was joking," he confessed.
"Probably," I agreed with a giggle and we were stopped at a red light so we just looked at each other for a minute.
"I'm really nervous," he admitted, watching my face and I knew Jeremy half-expected me to laugh at him, but I didn't. We were both scared, which would explain why we'd been talking about stupid stuff for twenty minutes.
"Do you want to?" I asked him gently.
"Want to…What?"
"Touch me," I said, clearing my throat and I'd never felt so shy in my life. It felt weird. "I won't tell on you."
"You won't?" Jeremy didn't know if he should smile or laugh or what. Probably he thought I was joking and a car honked behind us.
"The light's green," I said, smiling as I spread my legs a little, showing him a lot of thigh because that skirt was really short.
"Yeah," he nodded and the car behind us honked again.
"Yeah it's green?" I giggled. "Or yeah you wanna touch me?"
"Yeah," he laughed, watching as I put my hands between my legs, turning the palms out like I was caressing my thighs, pushing them even further apart.
My shorts were snug and they didn't really show anything, you know, but they didn't hide the swell of my mound at all. They didn't cover the pale hollows inside my thighs, the soft skin drawn taut as I widened my legs about as far as I could. Maybe I was acting like a slut, I wasn't sure, but the invitation had to be unmistakable.
I felt that tightness in my belly sinking lower, drawing the tiny muscles in my pussy tight with anticipation. Whatever my brain was, lesbian or bisexual or whatever, my body didn't seem to care. I liked the way Jeremy looked at me. I liked touching myself for him too. There was something exciting about it that I didn't expect or fully understand yet.
"Get off the road, asshole!" The car behind us passed with a shout and more angry honking.
"We better, uh…" Jeremy yanked his eyes off me as we started moving again.
"Go to the lake?" I suggested.
"The lake?"
"I've never been there," I said with a lick of my lips, but I'd heard all about it.
"It's daytime though," he said and I wondered what difference that made.
"So?" I giggled. "Is it closed during the day or something?"
"No," he laughed too. "I don't think so, but…Are you sure?"
"Yeah," I lied. "I'm sure. I don't feel like ice skating anymore."
"Okay, um…" Jeremy blinked and looked around. "We need to go that way."
Every town has a lake, right? Or at least a make out spot, whether there's water or not. We had the lake and by all accounts it was supposed to be pretty romantic. I'd never been there, of course, and I'm sure Mom wouldn't have approved, but I didn't plan on her ever finding out either. As much as I loved and trusted her, she was still my mom and I was still a sixteen year old girl. I mean, sneaking off to the lake was in my blood! Even if I'd never even imagined such a thing before. Why would I? I'd never liked a boy before.
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"Wait," I said about twenty minutes later. "Just sit there and watch me."
"Watch you?" Jeremy smiled and the back seat of his old Honda Accord wasn't overly large, but roomy enough for what I wanted to do.
"Yeah," I nodded. "But take off your pants first."
"Huh?"
"Take them off," I sorta commanded, but in a playful way as I got more comfortable. "I've never done this before."
"Me neither," Jeremy said, unbuckling his belt slowly and looking at me. "What are you gonna do?"
"Tease you," I giggled, sitting sideways on the bench seat with my back against the door.
"Ohhhh…" The boy rolled his soft brown eyes and he really did look cute. A lot of girls liked him and any one of my friends would have traded places with me in a heartbeat.
"I just sorta want you to look at me first," I said. "Okay?"
"Yeah," he shrugged. "I guess we can, um…"
He licked his lips as I spread my legs and for once I was kind of glad I wasn't very tall. Jeremy must have been almost six feet or something, but not me and I bent my knee and put my left leg along the top of the seat, tickling the cold rear window with my toes. I stretched my right leg straight along the floor and at least Jeremy kept his car clean. He must have washed and vacuumed it twice before picking me up, but I guess that's what boys do before a date, right?
"Can I leave my underwear on?" he asked with a grin, sorta rolling up his jeans and dropping them onto the front seat.
"Uh-uh," I shook my head and smiled at his simple white boxers. "Take those off too."
"What about you?" he wondered and I shrugged.
"I'll take mine off," I promised. "Don't worry."
Jeremy hesitated, but only because he felt shy probably and that's normal. He did it though, lifting his butt and pushing his boxers down, getting them over his feet. He'd kicked off his shoes, but left his socks on. He still wore his sweater too, sort of a thick brown one and it looked nice and casual and I decided he could leave it on if he wanted. I just wanted to see his dick mostly, feeling that nervous excitement coming back. That little bit of fear like I really didn't know what I was doing or why, but feeling like I didn't have a choice.
"Don't touch it," I warned him and both of us were blushing already.
"Okay," he cleared his throat and I could tell he was wondering how he should sit.
"Just face me," I said, tickling the insides of my thighs with my fingernails and watching as he moved. I didn't know how or why I'd ended up in charge, but I had and Jeremy didn't argue.
"Like this?" he asked, facing me with his back to the door and his right knee bent, his foot on the seat. His other leg touched mine as he had it straight along the floor, just like mine, and I moved so I could sorta rest my leg on his.
"Yeah," I breathed. "Do you want to see my tits?"
"Alright," Jeremy replied softly and it felt as if we were a couple little kids playing doctor in the basement.
I tugged my skate dress off my shoulders. It was made out of some stretchy stuff, Lycra maybe, and didn't have a zipper or anything. I just pulled it down slowly, staring at Jeremy's cock as it kinda lay there between his thighs. I couldn't tell how big or small it might be, since it was soft and everything. He had big balls though and his cock sorta curled over them like on a hairy pillow. Jeremy had a lot of hair, at least I thought so, but I'd never seen a boy naked like that before, so maybe he didn't. I thought his cock looked kinda funny, actually, and nothing at all like a dog's.
"They're not very big, are they?" I asked as I exposed my breasts, pulling my arms through the sleeves completely as I sat there.
My nipples weren't really hard yet or anything, just a little prickly in the cool air. My body felt warm though and my heart was going quickly. No boy had ever seen my tits before.
"They're nice," Jeremy whispered.
I smiled at that and cupped my smallish boobs in my hands, squeezing them from underneath and rubbing my thumbs over my nipples. That felt pretty good and I kinda flicked them as they started to grow stiff. Yeah. My body was working just fine and I felt the tingling in my tummy. Jeremy's eyes were fixed on my breasts and I don't know why I liked being watched, I only knew I did. I'd known before we'd even gotten in the back seat that I wanted him to look at me before we actually did anything.
"I think they're still growing," I said with a giggle. "I hope so anyway."
"They look perfect just like that," he sighed, shifting slightly and kind of rubbing his thighs with his palms.
"I like to touch them," I confessed, caressing the sides of my tits and sliding my fingers over the top, around the inside. "They feel really nice. I like it when my nipples get hard. They get hot and itchy and I like to pinch them. See? Like this…"
Jeremy nodded as I pinched both of my nipples at the same time, pulling my breasts outward into milky white cones for a few seconds. I let them go and my tits fell back into their natural shape and I shivered and giggled, nodding my head at the small rush of pleasure I felt. Jeremy's cock had started to grow, slowly but surely, and that seemed kinda cool. Kinda weird too since Jeremy was circumcised and didn't have any sheath or foreskin or whatever. It was just kinda there all the time, I guess.
At least Jeremy was getting over his shyness and I just felt horny mostly as I thought about Licorice and how nice it would be if he was there to lick my tits. God! He did it so good too. That long rough tongue of his lapping at my hard nipples, sliding across my sensitive skin…Yeah. Licorice always knew how to make me feel good and I closed my eyes, squeezing my tits and trying to remember those wonderful feelings. It made my tummy flutter, that delicious tingling that told me I was in the mood for love. It was like a gentle alarm clock going off in my belly, sinking lower until I felt my pussy spasm with something like a warm, welcome stretch after a long nap.
"Do you want to take off my shorts for me?" I asked Jeremy, opening my eyes to see him holding his cock in his right hand.
How long I'd been rubbing my tits and dreaming of Lick, I wasn't sure, but long enough to get Jeremy hard. He didn't have a little dick either. It wasn't as big as Lick's, I could see that, but it wasn't as small as my boyfriend had predicted either. I supposed Jeremy was about average, but that's just a guess. I had no way of knowing and I didn't really care. It still looked kind of weird to me. I mean, the head was smooth and round, and it didn't look like it was made for fucking at all. Dog cocks are definitely made for penetration, but boys…
"Yeah," Jeremy breathed and I laughed lightly as I brought my feet together on the seat and lifted my butt.
Jeremy leaned forward and this was fun and exciting and we were both nervous as he pinched my shorts and started pulling them off my hips. I had my red thong on underneath, but that didn't hide much and his eyes were fixed on my pussy. The thong covered my clit and hid my labia and everything, the triangle of nylon disappearing between my butt cheeks and not really hiding my butthole at all. I should have been embarrassed probably, and maybe part of me was, but most of me liked the way Jeremy drank me in with his eyes.
He pulled my shorts all the way off and sat back with his cock standing stiff between his thighs. Jeremy definitely liked me! Or at least he liked looking at me for sure and even though I wouldn't say I was very attracted to his body, there was something in his face, in the boy's smile and especially in his eyes that I really found myself liking. His desire was attractive to me, maybe. Or his love? He'd said before he loved me, had he really meant it? Did I really believe that? I thought I wanted to believe it, at least right then as I spread my legs once more and this time started playing with my barely covered pussy.
Love, I decided, was attractive to me and I suppose everyone feels that way, but maybe not.
"I never showed my pussy to a boy before," I told him with a happy blush, chewing my bottom lip as I slid my middle finger along the nylon where it covered my slit.
"I've never seen one before," Jeremy admitted.
"Not even Jenny's?" I teased him, pushing the thong between my pussy lips like I was trying to finger myself out.
"Jen?" he shrugged. "She's my sister, so…um…"
"She doesn't count?" I asked, finding my clitoris with my thumb and pressing on it like a tiny start button.
"No," he agreed. "She doesn't count."
"But I do," I said with a soft gasp as my clit throbbed eagerly. "Tell me I have a pretty pussy."
"Oh yeah," Jeremy nodded, holding his cock in his fist while I pulled my thong aside, letting him see my golden pubic hair and the pink folds of my teenage sex.
My lips were already plump with arousal and wet with the thin, oily juice that seemed to appear as if by magic. I hadn't cum or anything, not even close, but I'd already gotten moist. My clit was hard and thrumming, barely the size of my pinky fingernail, but she felt a lot bigger than that. I stroked her for Jeremy, letting him watch how I liked to jill off. He slid his hand up and down his cock in time with my thumb as I rubbed my excited clit. I shivered and pinched my pussy lips between the length of my fingers, pushing and pulling my sex in a tight circle as I massaged my most private place for our pleasure.
How long Jeremy could last, I wasn't sure. His hand was picking up speed and I could see the moisture seeping from the tip of his penis. Clear precum spilled around that weird helmet looking cockhead of his and his fingers spread it around his dick in a thin glaze. The shaft had turned a little darker, kind of ruddy with just a few prominent veins. The skin looked soft as silk, as I watched it slide over the straining muscle beneath. I wondered if Jeremy was going to cum soon and I knew my orgasm wasn't too far away. The windows were getting fogged up and my body was flushed and damp with sweat. We were both pink and excited. I licked my lips knowing what I wanted and hesitating as I thought of Licorice.
I felt guilty and I prayed he'd forgive me for this, but I had to do it.
"Come here," I whispered, moving so that I could lie on the seat more than I already was. "Put it in me."
"Tiffany…" Jeremy breathed, dragging his eyes from my glistening sex up to my swollen nipples and finally to my lust filled eyes.
"I'm sure," I nodded, answering his unasked question. "Kiss me too, okay? I want you kiss me when you put it in."
"Yeah," Jeremy grinned, nodding quickly as he pushed himself between my spread thighs. He hesitated though.
"What's wrong?"
"I didn't bring anything," he told me. "I mean…I didn't think we'd ever…"
"You mean a rubber?" I asked and he nodded. "It's okay," I sighed, pulling him against me. "Don't worry about it."
"You mean you're on the pill?"
"Yeah," I smiled at him, thinking thirteen days had to be fine. I couldn't get pregnant now, my next period was too close.
"Cool," Jeremy nodded and he was all smiles at that news.
I kept my head and shoulders up, propping myself on my elbows awkwardly because I wanted to see it. I held my breath as Jeremy rubbed the head of his cock up and down my slit and I gasped when it touched my too sensitive clit. I was going to cum. A boy was gonna make love to me and make me cum and I couldn't be a lesbian. No way. I wanted this too much. I needed it. Not that cock, I mean Jeremy. I wanted him inside me. I didn't want to fuck just anybody, I wanted him and I stared as he found my hole and pushed inside me slowly.
"Ohhh…It feels good. Don't stop…All of it, yeah…" I whispered, urging Jeremy to really push because he'd stopped for some reason.
With just the head inside me, he'd stopped to look at my face and make sure I was okay, and that was definitely something a dog would never do! Boys are so weird. I needed him to drive his cock home and fill me up. My pussy ached with the need to be filled. All those butterflies were trapped inside my belly, fluttering around and they couldn't get out unless…
"Ahhh!" I gasped as Jeremy pushed all of his cock inside me, stretching my pussy almost as good as Licorice, but not quite.
That didn't even matter though because it felt so weird! It didn't feel bad or anything, in fact it felt pretty awesome as I lifted my legs higher and scrunched towards Jeremy with my hips, wanting to get him as deep as possible. He leaned into me, delivering that kiss I needed so badly, and he didn't kiss me like a dog either. I felt almost sorta confused, but only because I was so used to having Licorice make love to me, ramming his huge cock as hard and fast into my pussy as he could, shoving his tongue halfway down my throat while I held onto him. I missed that a lot.
Jeremy kissed me sweetly. Like he was afraid he might hurt me with his tongue or something. And he fucked me slowly too, barely moving his hips at all. It felt good, yeah, but he wasn't going to make me cum. Not like that. I kissed him back, kissed him harder as I wrapped my arms around his neck. I chased Jeremy's tongue into his mouth, wrestling with him, biting his lips and sucking on them, doing everything I could to let him know I wanted it kind of rough.
I jerked my hips and rolled my butt, squirming and trying to push myself against his dick. I was burning up inside. I wanted to cum! He had to fuck me hard, so what was he doing? Jeremy barely pulled half his cock out of my pussy before he'd gently push it back inside. I swear, like slow motion fucking! It was a serious tease and for just a second there, I thought maybe that was his plan. Like he wanted to really build me up, get me seriously hot and frustrated and primed for a huge monster finish when we'd both cum at the same time, you know?
But…
"Ugh! Oh! Tiffany!" Jeremy kinda drove his cock balls deep. I think. And I blinked at his red face as he sorta grimaced and smiled and squinched his eyes shut.
I could feel his cock vaguely as it jerked inside me. Maybe I felt something warm and wet, but I could have been imagining it. I mean, I knew he was cumming, that was obvious, but…What about me? That was it? He'd fucked me for like a minute. I swear, none of that had taken very long at all, and on top of that, Jeremy's orgasm was finished like thirty seconds later!
"Did you cum?" I asked, just to make the point that I hadn't.
"Oh yeah!" He opened his shining brown eyes and smiled at me. "That was so great…God! That was awesome, Tiff. Did you feel it?"
"Um…" I blinked at him and I know I wasn't smiling back.
"I love you," he said and I wondered if having sex had made him blind as well as stupid.
He kissed me. More of those sweet, tender, lazy French kisses that felt kinda nice, but nothing like Licorice gave me. Heck! They weren't even as good as my mom's kisses! Her tongue was even smaller than Jeremy's, but when she made out…Wow! Mom made it happen! And so did Amber. That girl could throw down a serious tongue fucking and…What was wrong with Jeremy? Maybe he'd never fucked a girl before, but I knew he'd had girlfriends and stuff. Hadn't they ever taught him how to kiss?
Did I expect too much from him? It must have been my fault, that's what I started thinking while he kissed me. I must be doing something wrong. He'd kissed me nice and put his dick inside me. It wasn't Jeremy's fault he'd cum too quickly. I mean, he'd been jerking off for ten minutes before we fucked, so…Maybe I just expected something else, you know? Maybe the problem was me.
There was only one way to find out.
"I wanna do it again," I breathed, laying beneath the boy and catching my breath.
"Okay," he said with a happy grin. "Sure, um…When?"
"Right now!" I laughed at him. "It's still hard, right?"
I knew his cock hadn't gone soft because I could feel it still stiff inside me.
"Yeah," he nodded. "Definitely."
"This time really fuck me hard, okay?" I asked him seriously, staring into his eyes. "You won't hurt me or anything, I promise. Just really do it hard."
"Hard?" Jeremy licked his lips and he almost looked worried for a second, but then he grinned and nodded. "You want to put your legs on my shoulders?"
"On your shoulders?"
"Yeah," he smiled sheepishly. "I kinda saw it in a movie once."
"Oh," I shrugged. "I guess so."
I had no idea what he was talking about, and it was kind of a pain getting comfortable like that on the backseat, but we finally got my legs over his shoulders and that made me gasp.
"Um!" I blinked at him as Jeremy's cock found the bottom of my sex and I took that as a good sign. Licorice always touched me down there. You know, like my cervix or whatever? But Jeremy hadn't…Until now. The sensation was definitely nice too.
"Okay?" he asked, bending me about in half with his face just inches from mine.
"Yeah!" I gasped again as he gave me another deep thrust of his prick. "Like that…faster!"
"Faster…Yeah…" Jeremy nodded, bracing himself on his knees and determined to fuck me good finally.
My knees were practically touching my ears, which seemed a little weird and I was glad nobody was around to see us like that. I didn't know what this position was called, but I liked it anyway. Jeremy had my butt rolled upward and his cock had a nice straight shot into my hungry hole. He could fuck me just as hard as he wanted and I couldn't do anything but take it. The boy was so much bigger than me too and I that kinda got me off as well. I liked feeling sorta helpless almost as all I could was lay there, grunting and groaning, clutching at Jeremy as he started driving his cock inside me like a jackhammer.
"Ohhh yessssss…" I hissed, scrunching my eyes shut and thinking this was the way to do it. I could cum. My orgasm was lurking in my tingling tummy, getting ready to explode and I needed it so badly.
"You're beautiful," Jeremy breathed. "God…I love you…Tiffany…" And his balls would slap my butt as he'd pull his cock nearly all the way out and then drive it home with one quick thrust. We were really fucking now. He'd finally gotten the idea and I was reaping the reward.
My pussy quivered around him, squeezing Jeremy's cock and trying to keep him inside. The sensation was awesome and not even that much different from fucking Licorice, except it was. I couldn't feel the knot banging against my pussy for one thing and I missed that. Plus Jeremy was a lot slower than Lick, but I forgave him for that. Dogs are made for fucking, boys are made for…I don't know what, but definitely not for sex. Changing tires maybe. Mowing the lawn.
"Ohhh…More! Um! Uhhhuh…Fuck! Ah!" I was so close to cumming! It was right there! Just one more minute and I'd be gone!
"Yeah! Tiffany! Ummm…" Jeremy jammed his cock all the way inside and started grinding into me. He wasn't fucking at all, just…grinding.
"Wha…What? Don't stop!" I blinked at him. "Fuck me!"
"I'm cumming!" he gasped. And for some strange reason he had to stop fucking me for that? What the hell?
My impending orgasm died a lonely death while Jeremy dumped his second big load of hot boy cum into my womb. I mean, it was like he hit a switch inside me and I wasn't turned on at all anymore. He couldn't last more than three minutes? Licorice fucked me longer than that and he moved twice as fast! Plus he locked me up and I spent ten minutes riding the knot afterwards. Jeremy just pulled out of me and then what?
I felt pretty empty. As in lonely. That's the word for it.
Jeremy sat back with his dark cock all wet and shiny with his cum and not mine. It started getting soft too, since he'd cum twice and everything. I guess I couldn't blame him for that, but still…A three minute fuck? Are you kidding me? No wonder Carol loved her vibrator. Batteries lasted for hours! Heck, my mom's fingers lasted for hours too! She'd made me cum like ten times that first night we'd had sex. Even Sister Agatha had made me cum and she'd spanked me! Amber could make me cum with a kiss!
Fuck!
"You're so amazing, Tiffany!" Jeremy said with a laugh and he thought everything was perfect. "That was fantastic! God! Wow!"
"Yeah," I said, laying there with my legs spread around the boy. His cum had already started leaking from my well fucked, but seriously frustrated pussy, and I wore a big frown on my face.
"What's the matter?" he asked. "Did I hurt you?"
"Sorta," I sorta lied. He'd hurt me, but not in the way he was thinking. "I'm kinda sore down there now."
"Oh," he nodded and that turned out to be a pretty good excuse. "I didn't mean to do it that hard."
"I know," I said, forcing myself to smile at him. "I think I just need to take a bath."
"You want to go home?" He didn't look too happy about that and I almost laughed as I saw him playing with his dick.
"Why?" I asked him. "You want to do it again?"
"Well," he made a face and laughed. "Kinda, yeah. I just need a minute or two and, uh…Do you want to?"
I had to be insane. We'd fucked twice and I hadn't cum at all. I'd been close that second time, but Jeremy was just too quick. I seriously doubt he'd ever be able to make me cum with his dick and I felt tempted to ask him if he'd mind licking me out for awhile, you know, to sorta get me primed for it again. I doubted Jeremy would go for licking his own sperm out of my pussy though. Licorice didn't mind, but boys weren't dogs and I didn't want Jeremy to suck cum out of me and start thinking he was gay or something.
Just like I didn't want to think I was a total lesbian. I almost liked having sex with Jeremy, but if he couldn't even make me cum…What was the point? I'd rather be a lesbian!
"I really want to cum," I told him, deciding ruthless honesty was what the situation required. "We can try it again, but you gotta make it good this time. Okay?"
"You mean you didn't cum?" He looked surprised and I laughed at him. Like, was he kidding? Why do boys always think they're such big studs just because a girl lets him fuck her?
I needed more than just his cum to feel satisfied, didn't he know that? This boy needed even more training than I'd given Licorice…Except Lick had sorta trained me too, but that's how love works, I think. I didn't love Jeremy though, no matter how many times he said it to me. I'd already decided this would be a one time deal. Our first and only date, you know? I mean, I already had a boyfriend…I didn't need two of them!
"I was close for awhile," I shrugged. "But you started cumming too quick and…"
"I did?" Jeremy frowned at his dick and it had already started getting stiff again. "I thought you felt good and everything."
"I did feel good," I told him. "I just didn't get to cum. So this time…You have to do it for like five minutes or something."
"It wasn't five minutes before?"
"What?" I rolled my eyes. "Not even close, Jeremy."
"Oh, well…" he offered me an apologetic smile, "…I never did it before. Sorry."
"I know," I nodded sympathetically. "How about if I get on top this time?"
I'd give myself three strikes and if Jeremy couldn't convince me I wasn't a lesbian by the time he pumped his third load of ball juice inside me…Shoot! I'd probably have to get my left nipple pierced and change my name to Butch or something. I could move to San Francisco and open up a motorcycle repair shop. Wouldn't that be awesome?
I hated betting my future on a seventeen year old boy's ability to make me cum…But what else could I do? I was desperate!