Chapter 3

"He did what?" Callie shrieked before jumping on my bed excitedly. Shooting her a dirty look, she rolled her eyes before she began beaming at me. A week had passed, and I was telling her what had transpired between Jay and me. She was a bit pissed off at first that I had waited so long to say to her the juicy details, but she had gotten over it the second she remembered what I told her. "I knew he always wanted you and him jerking off before busting a nut while seeing you in your panty and bra proved it." I could hear the happiness in her voice, which brought a smile to my face.

"So, what happened after that?" She probed.

"Well, he came over for dinner, and I kind of crawled under the table and licked his cock," I replied shyly. Her mouth flew wide open, and she was gaping like a fish at me before she closed her mouth and jumped off the bed and caught me in a bear hug. "I knew you were destined to be a freak." Giggling at her, I pulled apart before I went to sit on my bed.

"So, what next, Chrissy? He wants you, and you want him. You should go over there acting all innocent then seduce him." I looked at her before bursting out laughing. She knew I was still afraid to speak to Jay. What I did last night was either based on lust or insanity. I'm always scared to be in his presence, let alone seducing him. Shaking my head at her, I changed the topic and began talking about the guy she hooked up with last night.

Callie had confidence, but who could blame her. With her platinum, blond hair, full pink lips, and the body of a supermodel, she could get any guy she wanted. She used her body as an advantage to get guys to do things for her and buy her stuff, but she never actually slept with any of them. We continued talking about the guy and how they danced with each other the entire night before I walked her outside and bid her good night when I was getting sleepy. Climbing the steps to my room, I pushed the door open and closed it behind me before I climbed into bed and fell asleep instantly.

Waking up a few hours later, I made my way to the bathroom, where I took a shower and got dressed. Going back to my room, I picked up my phone and saw that I got a text from a number that I didn't know. Opening the message, I read what it said.

Come over. We need to talk. ––Jay I could feel my heartbeat speeding up the minute I finished reading the text. Sitting down on my bed, I drew in a deep breath, trying to calm down my nerves. It was time for me to stop acting like a baby and take charge of the situation. This is what I always wanted. He was who I needed, and to get him. I need to start acting more mature and less shy. Getting up, I looked down at my clothes, dressed in a short skirt with a thong underneath, a tank top with no bra underneath. I felt pleased with myself. Going downstairs to find the house empty, I exit and make my way over to Jay's home.

Knocking on the door, I waited a few minutes before the door opened and I was ushered inside. Offering me a seat, he waited until I was seated before he sat. Taking a deep breath, he looked like what he would say was such a burden that I regret coming over here.

"Look, Chris-Ann, I invited you over here to apologize for my behavior yesterday. It was inappropriate, and it will never happen again." I felt my heart being crushed against my rib cage when he uttered those words, but I'd be damned if I let him go when I almost got him because he was afraid to take a risk. He was staring at me with a remorseful look on his face before it changed to lust. He kept looking at my breasts, then my eyes then at my breast again, his eyes stayed on them, and I could feel my nipples getting hard under his gaze.

Licking his lips, a ghost of a smile appeared on my face. Getting up, I walked over to him before straddling him. I could feel his cock pressed against the thin material of my panty, causing a jolt to shoot through my body. Holding on to my hands, he was about to lift me off him, but I began to rub my pussy on him, which caused him to moan and let my hands go. I didn't stay up and listen to Callie's sex story for nothing. Looking deep into his eyes, I captured his lips with mine and began kissing him. His lips felt soft and tasted sweet. While I was kissing him, I could feel his cock rising, poking me directly in my center due to my thong shifting.

"I want this," I moaned against his lips after I broke away from the kiss.

Panting heavily, he spoke. "This is really taboo and very much forbidden. My head is telling me to stop, but my other head and heart are telling me otherwise. I have wanted you ever since I laid eyes on you, and I know you want me too, so to answer your question, no, I don't want this, I need this." Capturing my lips, he pushed his tongue inside my mouth, allowing him to dance with mine, entangle it in his embrace before fighting for dominance. Lifting me, he carried me up the stairs to his bedroom, where he threw me on the bed before climbing up.

Lifting my tank top over my head, he threw it to the floor before he began to kiss me again. His hands were roaming from my neck down to my breast, where his hands came to a rest. Squeezing and kneading the soft flesh, his hands played around my areolas before he used his fingers to tweak my nipples that were now stiff. Detaching his lips from mine, he trailed kisses down from my chin to my neck then made his way down to my chest.

Kissing in the creases, I felt the soft flesh of his tongue glide over my nipples before he sucked one into his mouth while his fingers kept playing with the other. Moaning and arching my back more into him, he continued to suck, which caused me to writhe beneath him. Reciprocating his actions on my other breast, he took it out of his mouth with a pop before he kissed his way down to my stomach. Licking and kissing until he reached his goal.

Blowing hot air on my clit, he began to lick it before taking it in his mouth. Sucking on it, I could feel my insides getting hot and my body becoming aflame. He made sure to pay attention to both jaws as he sucked and nipped them, then I felt his tongue enter me as he started to fuck me with his tongue while using his hand to massage my clit at the same time. Rubbing his finger on my slit, I felt him push his finger inside me and begin to move it up and down before he pulled out and got up and looked at me with my juices glistening on his face. "Why did you stop?" I asked after my panting had died down, and I had managed to utter some words.

"I felt some resistance, and I need to be sure it is what I am thinking of. Are you a virgin?" He asked calmly. Nodding my head, I could feel his stare burning a hole inside me. I could see his eyes turning dark with passion before he spoke, his voice thick with lust. "Are you sure about this, Chris-Ann?" The way he sounded–––– voice deep but smooth and the look he had on his face and his eyes––even if I wanted to deny him, I couldn't.

I wanted to nod my head to give my consent, but that wouldn't do any good. I wanted to show him that I was one hundred percent sure about this, so I grabbed his hand and drew him up to me.

Capturing back his lips, I pushed my tongue into his mouth, and our tongues began to tango before he pulled away. Taking off his jeans and his boxers, I saw his cock spring free, and my breath caught in my throat. It was thick and rigid, and I could see the head of his cock glistening with his precum. Coming back in between my legs, he parted them with his thighs before he began to lick my neck. Grabbing a piece of flesh, he began to suck on it hard before he let go and began to nip my neck. I could feel his cock pressed up against my slit before reclaiming my mouth while simultaneously pushing his cock inside me.

Screaming into the kiss, I felt him push himself inside me again as my breathing came out harshly. "Relax Chris-Ann," he whispered seductively. Taking a deep breath, I tried not to squirm or scream when I felt the head of his cock against my hymen before he pushed one final time tearing through me. Biting down on his lips, he stilled inside me, waiting for me to adjust to his size.

I could feel his cock stretching me wide, but the pleasure was impressive. I couldn't explain something, but I did know having his cock felt good inside me. After my body had relaxed, he began to move inside me, and the little pain I was feeling became non-existent. Holding on to him for dear life, I felt his dick hit every sensitive nerve in my vagina as his cock plowed through me. Moaning loudly, I lifted my hips and began to meet his thrusts.

Our sex created the perfect friction between us, and I could feel something strange bubbling its way in my stomach before it began to push through me. "Come for me, Chris–Ann," he breathed seductively in my ear before he reached his finger down and rubbed my clit.

That simple action was all it took for my orgasm to tear through me. I could feel him going harder and faster until a grunt erupted from his throat before he hissed and pulled out. Stroking his cock vigorously, loads and loads of come came spurting out, hitting me on my breast and my belly. I could feel the warm liquid moving down my body before he rolled off me and fell heavily on the bed.

Catching our breaths, I felt him draw me close before he kissed me on the forehead. Smiling at him, he got up, took my hand, then led me to the bathroom where we showered together.