Page 37 of Devious Gambit

“Are you ready?”

“I think so,” I sighed.

“Do you want to watch me disappear inside you?”

I leant forward to see that huge thing slide inside my body, filling me up. I was surprised that it didn’t hurt, probably because I was so wet and relaxed, however, it didn’t feel great either. I was hoping for more orgasmic joy like when he kissed my breasts and inner thighs.

My hands found his butt cheeks and held on tight as he thrust slowly at first, increasing his pace as he got more into it. I tried to enjoy it, but it just felt weird to me. Finally, he let out a loud grunt and stopped jerking, dropping down on top of me, while his penis was still inside.

The entire time we were having foreplay and sex his phone kept beeping and popping and it was at this point that he finally checked it. Obviously, he’s a popular guy, because he scrolled through several messages.

“Did you orgasm?” he asked, still looking at his phone.

“I’m not sure.”

“I don’t’ think you did.” He got off me and walked buck-naked to my bathroom where I took great pleasure in watching his bare butt cheeks wiggle as he walked.

I began dressing as he disposed of the condom.

“We ain’t done yet, Gallagher,” he informed me, when he returned. It looked like we were done, he was picking up his jeans and briefs from the floor and sliding them back on. “You need to know what an orgasm feels like.”

He got between my legs again, pulled my panties back down and buried his face between my legs. I cried out, I couldn’t help myself. The release of tension and waves of utter elation was extraordinary. He sucked me down there until my body exploded and shuddered throwing out all sorts of frightening sensations.

I lay on the bed completely spent with legs that felt like rubber, as he put his nice v neck sweater on and combed his dark hair with his fingers.

“Are you alright?” he asked, patting me gently on the leg.

My arm was stretched over my eyes and my body lay bare. He pulled the blankets over me and kissed me on my arm. “Congratulations,” he whispered, “you just lost your virginity.”

I giggled like an idiot schoolgirl, who’d conveniently forgotten all about the horrors of the past few days. I guess you could call it a stress release.

“I’ve got some homework for you,” he told me, taking my right hand and placing it between my thighs. “You need learn to masturbate.” He took two of my fingers and rubbed them over my clit, proceeding to push them inside me, in and out. “Do that when you get the urge.”

He stood up, collected his phone and wallet, strode to the door and glanced back at me with a twinkle in his eye. I waved back at him and wanted to thank him, but I was a little lost for words.

Seconds later, he was gone, leaving me alone to process this heady mix of feelings, wondering if I was going to see him again.

FIFTEEN

Jace

White panties with pink flowers.

That summed up my sexual experience with the bookhugger. White panties with pink flowers, an unshaved muff, and light pink nipples. I didn’t get to see her ass, because she was lying on it, but in the past when I perved at her in jeans it looked perky and suckable. Without a doubt, I’d fuck her again. It wasn’t the best sex I’ve ever had, but it was her first and I wanted it to be a positive experience. Plus, I practically knocked her out with the orgasm when I sucked her twat.

Job well done. I deserved fucking a beer and maybe a joint. Luckily, Cody happened to have one in his hand and passed it over to me.

“Where you been at?” he asked, blowing smoke out of his mouth. We were standing outside Rachel Myers house, an old flame of Cody’s. She’s a senior, two years older than us, but Cody still managed to win her over when he was a freshman and she a junior. I’ve only ever seen Cody make an effort for two women. One was Rachel, the other was Luca Hanna, Tristan Fisher’s ex-girl. All the other girls were nothing but fluff.

Even though Cody and Rachel weren’t together anymore, they hooked up for a quickie when her politician boyfriend wasn’t looking.

“Fucking the bookhugger,” I informed him after taking a pull from the joint.

“For real?”

I nodded. “Plucked her cherry.”

He grunted a laugh and held out his fist for me to pump. “Thought she’d be too sweet for you.”

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