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Authors: Vanessa Stone
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"No beer?"
I shook my head. "No beer," I said.
He looked back inside, saw a half empty quart of
orange juice, and pulled it out of the fridge. Then, turning to me, his eyes
locking on mine, he unscrewed the cap, tossed it into the sink and lifted the
jug to his lips. I laughed. "That wasn't on my shelf you know," I
said. "Becky's going to be upset when she finds out what you did with her
orange juice."
He said nothing, but literally guzzled the remainder
of the orange juice down without stopping. Despite myself, I was impressed.
Then, with a casual shrug, he tossed the empty plastic container into the sink
after the lid.
"I'll replace it," he said.
His eyes swept down me and mine did the same, and
before I knew it I was hot for him again. His penis came to life and I giggled
as he stepped toward me, leaning me back against the kitchen table. No, he
couldn't possibly think that we were going to do it on the kitchen table! Not
that anybody used it for a kitchen table because we didn't. Actually, it served
as a kind of catch all and a place to put groceries and books and whatnot.
Suddenly, I was backed against the table and his fingers were reaching for my
crotch. His fingers were inside me, stroking while at the same time his lips
pressed on mine, his tongue delving deeply into my mouth. Unbelievably, I came
in a matter of seconds.
He laughed, and removing his fingers from inside me,
he grasped his own penis and gave it a stroke or two. I dropped to my knees,
and once again took him inside my mouth, helping him. Before long, he stiffened
and I lifted my head just as hot semen squirted out onto my shoulder, then ran
down between my breasts.
"God, you're so sexy," he mumbled.
I couldn't believe he had said that. He thought I was
sexy? I smiled as he helped me up from the floor, and then held my hand as we
left the kitchen and headed back toward the stairs. Suddenly, halfway up, he
turned, pushed the hair out of my face and spoke.
"Jessica, you’re the only girl I want."
I said nothing, but merely continued to stare up at
him wide-eyed and amazement.
"I'll tell you what. If you'll stop dating other
guys, I'll stop dating other girls. Deal?"
I thought about it for a moment, and then nodded.
"Deal." His lips found mine again, and before I knew it we were both
half sitting and half lying down right there in the middle of the stairs. His
erection was stiff and hard between us, and I was amazed that he could get it
up again. Equally amazing was the fact that I was more than ready to have sex
with him again. My heart beat loudly in my ears, my blood flowing through my
veins. It felt as if every nerve ending in my body was alive.
A startled scream pulled me out of my ecstasy, and I
stared at Luke for a moment, wide-eyed, wondering where the scream had come
from. I glanced around and suddenly realized that one of the sorority sisters
that lived downstairs now stood at the bottom of the stairs, gaping up at us in
open-mouthed surprise. I squealed and then Luke quickly scrambled upward,
grasping my hand as he pulled me up the stairs after him. He looked truly
embarrassed, and I laughed as we quickly made my way to my room. He slammed the
door behind us and I couldn't help but laugh again.
He quickly gathered his clothes, dressed, and then
kissed me.
"I'll catch you later," he grinned. Then, he
opened the door, stepped through it, and was gone
I heard him going down the stairs, and then the sound
of laughter from two of the girls downstairs. I didn't bother coming out of my
room. Moments later, I heard the deep rumble of his motorcycle and listened as
he pulled away from the curb and away. I decided it was a good idea to stay up
here for a while. Not that I was terribly embarrassed, although I was rather
chagrined that we been caught. But Luke had seemed more humble tonight,
actually quite meek. I liked this side of him, not that I wanted a pushover,
but it was nice to know that he did have some feelings, that he had allowed a
least a portion of the wall he erected around himself, no pun intended, to come
down.
Still, while I felt like we had made a step in the
right direction and I was excited about it, I still wasn't sure whether Luke
would meet the rest of my requirements. After all, he didn't even play a sport!
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