It was about an hour later that the doorbell rang. I went and answered it. There stood Maggie. She was wearing the dress she had bought yesterday. She was carrying the teddy bear I had bought her yesterday.
"Hi," I said. "You toting Teddy around?"
She grinned and said, "He was in my bookbag all day, even."
"Come in," I said, and led her into the living room.
She sat down on the couch next to me, carefully placed the teddy bear on the coffee table in front of us, and turned to me. "I don’t need until tomorrow," she said.
"OK."
"I thought about this all day. I had a talk with Amanda. I even took Jared to bed this afternoon." I shot her a look. She giggled. "Jared’s the best I’ve ever been with. Until this week," she admitted. "So, Jared’s what I’d have to give up. I guess I was trying to figure out, in some weird way, if it would be worth it."
"What did you decide?" I asked tentatively.
"Jared’s one of my best friends. He’s a great lover. I’ve always loved having sex with him." She took a breath. "And when we got done today, all I could think was that it just wasn’t the same. And if I thought that with him, well, anybody else pales in comparison." She sighed. "Look. This is a major, major lifestyle change for me. I can’t promise it’ll be easy. But I want to try."
"Because I’m in love with you," she admitted. "You make me feel like nobody has ever made me feel. I want to go out with you."
"Thank God," I breathed, and leaned over and grabbed her and wrapped my arms around her. She giggled. Then she pulled herself back so she could look at me.
"This isn’t going to be easy for me," she said.
"I know."
"I’m going to be tempted."
"I know. Look, I’d prefer it if you don’t slip up, but if you do…hey, I know what I’m getting into."
"I won’t slip up." She got a little twinkle in her eye. "But I’m going to need a lot of sex."
"I think I can handle that," I grinned. I stood up off the couch, reached over, and picked her right up off of it. She giggled and squealed, and wrapped her arms around my neck. I started carrying her up the stairs.
"What are you doing?" she laughed.
"Taking you up to my room so we can get started on that whole ‘a lot of sex’ thing."
"And you were the one that didn’t want to go to bed with me two days ago," she laughed as we walked up the stairs.
"Didn’t you notice that I kind of blew that all to hell yesterday?" I laughed.
"Yeah, true." We were in my room by then, and I set her down on my bed. "And I didn’t mind a bit," she said.
"Neither did I, to be honest," I grinned. I crawled in next to her and pulled her to me. "Maggie, I really do love you."
"I know. I love you, too." She took a breath. "Just, please, remember how fucking scary this is for me, OK?"
"I will," I promised. "Look, I kind of went into overdrive this week, because I was trying to ingratiate myself. But I’ve never had a girlfriend, either. I’m not exactly calm about this." I took a breath. "And the girl I pick to go out with is a tornado with legs," I chuckled.
"I’m not that bad," she claimed. "You know how to take the tornado right out of me."
"Good," I said, and kissed her, long and deep. I nibbled all over her neck and ears. Then I unbuttoned the top of her dress-she wasn’t wearing a bra-and kissed my way down to her nipples.
"I could get really used to all this foreplay," she sighed.
"Good," I told her, then went back to her boob. While I was nibbling on her nipple, I slipped a hand under the dress, and rubbed her pussy through her panties. She sighed, and moaned a little. She started undoing the rest of the buttons on her dress, then pushed my hand and face away to get the dress all the way off. She stripped her panties off afterwards, then went to work on my clothes. I helped her, then rolled onto my back and grinned at her.
"What?" she said. I just grinned wider and pointed to my face. "Get on and take a ride, little girl," I teased her. "I know you liked it this way."
She grinned back at me, and swung her leg over me, straddling my head. She lowered her pussy to my waiting mouth, and gripped my headboard. I put my hands on her hips to balance her, and ran my tongue up and down her labia. "Oh GOD," she moaned. I stuck my tongue into her opening as far as I could, and plunged it in and out a few times. Then I went back up her labia, and zeroed in on her clit, sucking in between my lips. She started moaning, and rocking back and forth over me-and every time she rocked, it pulled on her clit more, because I kept it tight in my mouth. She went berserk, waving her hips above me and squealing every time her clit got stretched. After a few minutes of this, I felt her whole body stiffen, she lowered herself further on my face, and she came with a banshee scream.
She flopped forward, leaning on the headboard, her pussy right in my face, her legs weak. But I wasn’t done. After she came down a little, I started licking her pussy again. She groaned and started undulating a bit over my tongue. I still had my hands on her hips, and I dropped the right one. I reached under her from behind and diddled her pussy with my fingers, spreading her wetness on my fingers. There was no angle to slip a finger into her pussy the way we were, so I did the next best thing. I took one of my fingers that I had gotten went from her, and gently slipped in into her ass.
"Ayyyyyiiiiieeeeeeee! OH FUCK!" she howled, and started thrashing wildly above me. It was all I could do to maintain contact between my tongue and her clit, but I managed. She was furiously rubbing her pussy all over my face, and bucking back as I slipped my finger in and out of her ass. I added a second finger. "CHUCK! OH SHIT!" she howled, "FuckFuckFuckFUCK!"
She was going berserk. I tried to time my licks of her clit with my fingers plunging into her ass-not easy with the way she was moving on me-but I did OK. And I could tell, because every time I did it, she went "AAAAGGGGHHH! OOOOOOOHHHH! AYYYIIEEEEEE!" Damn, she was vocal. I loved it. And when she came? Jesus, I thought she let out a scream with the first one. With this one, I think she broke my mirror!
She flopped on top of me. I nudged her off my face a bit-I did need to breathe, after all-and she slid down so she was straddling my chest. She was wheezing and gasping and flushed and still quivering and I loved watching her like that.
"Man, oh, man, I just can’t get enough of those Sugarlips," I said to her.
"That’s good. Because I can’t get enough of that magical tongue," she managed to say. She slipped off me and flopped down next to me on the bed. "You’re something else."
"Do you know how beautiful you are right after you’ve cum?" I told her.
"Oh, man, keep saying stuff like that to me and I’ll be yours forever."
"Good," I grinned. I maneuvered myself on top of her. She grinned and spread her legs. As I entered her, she reached up and ran her fingers through my hair. I hit bottom, and she pulled my head down towards hers, and kissed me.
I slowly moved in and out of her as her lips nibbled on mine. She released a little moan into my mouth every time I pushed into her. She ran her tongue all over my lips and then into my mouth as I moved in and out of her. "Oh GOD it’s so GOOD," she moaned. She lifted her legs around my hips, and then started in on that muscle-control thing, squeezing my dick with her pussy as I fucked her.
I started moving in and out of her faster, and she slammed her lips into mine, moaning "MMMMMM! MMMMMMM! MMMMMMMM!" into my mouth with every stroke. I was close, but so was she. I started moving a little harder, and she started humping herself up wildly at me. I broke the kiss and whispered "Cum, Maggie," into her ear. Her eyes opened wide, she slammed her lips back into mine, practically stuck her tongue down my throat, and spasmed underneath me, screaming into my mouth the whole time. As she ground her clenching pussy into me, I filled her up.