Gabby Takes Control
Despite references to high school, all characters involved have finished their final year of high school and are aged at least 18 or over. This story contains heavy elements of femdom, such as pegging and short-term chastity. If you are uncomfortable with these elements, then do not read this story. Otherwise, enjoy.
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The Williams household stood quiet and undisturbed on Rose Berry Lane that sunny July afternoon. Most of the family had left for their annual summer vacation, happy to escape the heart of predominantly white, middle-class American suburbia, if only for a short while, before they returned to the routine of their daily lives. In the meantime, the residents of Rose Berry Lane strolled past the well-kept garden and white picket fence and, justifiably, thought of how deserted and empty the house seemed without its owners, before continuing to walk past without a second thought. However, they weren't entirely correct, as the house was only almost empty. The only signs of live existed hidden away in one of the upstairs bedrooms, in which the eldest son of the Williams household was receiving a handjob from his hot little Latina girlfriend.
Paul slowly ran his fingers through the mess of his sandy blonde hair, kept his hands held behind his head and gave short moans of pleasure as the girl sitting on the bed between his legs expertly teased the head of his cock with her nimble fingers.
Paul Williams was the eldest child of Peter and Penny Williams, a successful insurance salesman and a housewife who had a position on the board of governors for the local high school that her children all attended, the infamous Foxtown High. However, Paul did not the fit the typical image of the 'eldest son'. He was not tall, nor broad shouldered like his father, and instead had seemed to inherit many of his physical features from his mother, with a pretty face and slender, feminine body (which was currently stark naked with his legs spread wide on his bed). Perhaps the most embarrassing of these physical features was his soft, round ass, which had been described before as a 'bubble butt' by not only his girlfriend but also some of the guys in the changing rooms. He was definitely an attractive boy, but certainly not masculine or intimidating.
Paul was quiet and shy, with average intelligence and popularity at school. He was considered cute, but not exactly hot. Due to his reserved nature and willingness to please, he often put others before him and did exactly as he was told. It did favours for him with authority figures, but it meant that sometimes he'd be a considered a bit of a pushover, and some of the harsher types at school often tried to take advantage of it. He was often told by his parents to speak up and be more assertive, but Paul found that he was happy the way he was.
Life seemed to be working out fine so far, he thought, as he looked up at the gorgeous brunette pleasuring him. Her deep, brown eyes were focused on his pretty penis as she worked away at it with her skilled hands.
Gabrielle 'Gabby' Martinez was a feisty little spitfire of a woman. Raised in a Mexican family but having lived most of her life in the US, she had always been a bubbly, confident little ball of energy. She was outgoing and spontaneous, the antithesis to Paul. She was also beautiful, with long, shiny brown hair, a curvy but petite 5ft, 1 figure and a tan complexion. She currently wore only a tiny black thong which rode quite far up her ass and an old t-shirt tied off just below her perky C-cup breasts, leaving her flat stomach, slender legs and most of her thick ass exposed. In any aspect of life where Gabby couldn't get by on her looks, she simply had to use her mouth.
Not in that way, you pervs.
Gabby was a very chatty girl. She talked a lot, and she was good at it. She had mastered the art of the conversation, and more importantly, the art of persuasion. She would have been head of the debate team at school if she hadn't considered it too nerdy. She had a silver tongue that would always find a way to encourage anyone to do anything for her, which, combined with her beautiful looks and a bat of her big brown eyes, allowed her to wield a special kind of control over most men.
So, if Paul and Gabby were such polar opposites to each other, how did they come to be in this position, with Gabby giving the full length of Paul's cock a slow and sensual massage?
Well, these young lovebirds were actually childhood friends. Many years ago, the Martinez family moved into Rose Berry Lane, and on the very first day their daughter Gabby, only a young girl at the time, encountered a young Paul Williams minding his own business. The story goes that Gabby punched him in the arm because he 'gave her a weird look', and when Paul tried to push her away, she threw herself on him and tried to wrestle him to the ground. The Martinez household were petrified since they had only just moved in and were already going to be landed with a horrible reputation in the area, or even worse, a lawsuit. They immediately took Gabby round to the Williams house to make sure that she apologised and to try their best to smooth things over. The Williams parents were unsure at first, but Paul pushed passed them and told Gabby that he forgave her and asked if she would like to play. Gabby agreed, the two households became very close and Paul and Gabby had been childhood friends ever since.
Over the years the two friends matured, and Paul began to notice Gabby as more than just a friend. She was 18 now, and he believed that he had started to develop a strong crush on his closest friend. As his hormones ran wild the simplest activities they had done as kids became so much more sexually charged now that they were both 18. Sleepovers in particular had become torturous for the poor boy, as Gabby would wear only a small cropped t-shirt and tight booty shorts as pyjamas. Paul didn't stand a chance, and sometimes when they would wrestle like the old days and they were rubbing their bodies close together he would often have no choice but to excuse himself to the bathroom so that her could work off his sexual frustration.
Eventually, in their final year, their relationship reached a boiling point. All their friends wouldn't shut up about how obvious it was that they wanted to be with each other, and even then, Paul couldn't work up the courage to make the first move. It took Gabby confronting him in the canteen at lunch in front of everyone before they admitted their feelings towards each other, and officially started dating. Soon after, Gabby convinced Paul to sneak off from classes to his house, and while Paul was very reluctant to break the rules, he soon discovered that Gabby had been planning for them to wrestle each other like the good old days, except with less clothes on. They ended up spending that afternoon working off their sexual frustration in a much more satisfying way.
The school year continued, and the end drew near. It was at this point that Mr and Mrs Williams realised that they had made a terrible mistake and had not accounted for Paul's end of year exams. Paul urged them all to go anyway, assuring them that he would be fine on his own and perhaps it would help him focus for the exams to be alone in the house. His parents reluctantly agreed and left for the holiday, leaving Paul on his own. The exams came and went, and Paul still had the house basically to himself for the summer.
Gabby, always one to spot an opportunity, had basically moved in at the start of the summer, and the two had spent their final summer before college fucking each other's brains out as much as humanly possible. Their days consisted of fucking, eating, sleeping, chilling out and then some more fucking. Gabby had made herself at home, treating the house as if it were hers, but Paul wasn't exactly complaining. He was in a paradise in which he was almost constantly having hot, passionate sex with his gorgeous girlfriend. This was going to be a good summer.
We rejoin our young lovebirds in the middle of this summer as Paul was enjoying his afternoon handjob. Gabby increased her pace, just a little, and Paul let out a slow moan in appreciation.
"You like that, baby?" Gabby looked up into his bright blue eyes and ran her tongue over her lips. She found him so cute when he expressed pleasure like this. "That feel good, yeah?" She gave his shaft a short, firm squeeze just to rouse him a little.
"Unnngh... Yeah, oh yeah, you're so good Gabby, it feels so good, fuck..." Paul moaned and squirmed as Gabby changed up her pace and started to fondle his balls with her spare hand. Over the months they had been together, Paul and Gabby had practised and perfected their sexual skills on each other, and now they both knew exactly what to do to each other to maximise each other's pleasure. Paul had become an expert at eating Gabby's pussy, sometimes licking her to several orgasms over a long period of time, and Gabby knew all the tips and tricks to turn on Paul when jerking or sucking his cock, usually leading to Paul shooting a huge load over a mind-shattering orgasm.
Gabby threw her hair back and giggled, not stopping her stroking for a second. She loved it when her cute boyfriend was entirely under her sexual spell. Then she bit her lip and her smile took a slightly wicked tone. "Are you feeling nervous about this, Paul?"
Paul blushed a little amidst the pleasure. "Ungh, erm, a little, yeah..."
