Chapters Ten, Eleven and Twelve cover one 18-hour period between Brinna & Zach. The author has requested they be posted over three consecutive days so that the reader doesn't have to wait any significant amount for of time for the three parts to conclude. Enjoy!
Lessons Learned, Ch.12: Date Night Part III
Wrapped in each other's arms, Zach's smile became mischievous. He reached down between us, and rubbed the cum he'd sprayed me with into my ass cheek. Then he cupped my drenched pussy and began to rub it with the palm of his hand into me.
"You're so sticky," he said.
"I need a shower."
"I gave you a shower," he laughed.
"Come take one with me," I said invitingly, kissing him deeply as he continued to rub his cream into me.
"I'll go start the water. It needs to run a few minutes to get warm."
While he did that, I yanked the soaked sheet off his bed. I dug around his closet, not finding any spare sheets, but managing to dig an unused blanket out of its depths of the closet.
Zach returned and wrapped a towel around me for the walk to the bathroom. He was taking no chances that Tyler might get a second look at my body.
Zach worked soap into a big lather and ran his hands over every inch of my body, cleaning me off thoroughly. He kissed my breasts, my belly, and my overworked pussy, before turning me and delivering a kiss to both my ass cheeks, before nipping one playfully. I squealed and he laughed, dragging his tongue up my spine to nip at my shoulders, neck, and earlobes.
"You're so beautiful all over," he commented, nudging me under the water to rinse off. I managed to keep most of my hair out of the spray of water, as he made sure I was squeaky clean.
I returned the favor with the soap and the kisses. By the time we stepped out of the shower, his cock was beginning to twitch again. He used the towel to rub me dry before he finished drying himself.
At some point, Tyler had holed up in his room and turned on his sound system. We grinned at each other as we passed his closed door. He was almost daring us to make ourselves heard over it.
"He's probably going to spend the rest of the night jacking off to the thought of you and how sexy you look taking cock." Zach settled on the bed and sighed deeply. "Lay with me, Brinna. I won't touch you if you don't want me to. I know you're probably tired."
I crawled into the bed, pressing myself against him. He pulled a blanket off the floor to cover us as we cuddled together.
"This is nice," he said.
We kissed for a while. All the practice had really paid off. Zach knew me well now. He knew how I liked to be kissed and he gave me what I liked.
As we made out, his cock grew full and heavy between us. He made no move to arouse me or use his hands on me. Granted, his kisses grew more intense, but his hips stayed still. I felt my body responding to the sensuality of lying in bed totally naked together and simply kissing.
"Can I touch you?" I asked finally, not sure what he wanted.
"I wish you would."
I reached between us and grasped his erection. It pulsed in response to my touch and I smiled. Zach gave me an open-mouth kiss as I started stroking and squeezing him. My other hand simply cupped his balls, since my arm was mostly trapped against the side I was laying on, restricting movement.
"There's lube in the nightstand," he offered meekly. I chuckled while he struggled to reach over me to get it.
He squirted a large dollop in my hand which I then smeared over his rampant cock, causing him to inhale sharply with a hiss.
"It's cold!" he protested.
"Not for long." I continued stroking him, the lube making him slippery in my grasp. I formed a ring with my thumb and first two fingers and used it on his cockhead. He groaned in pleasure as I worked him with my hand. "Do you want me?" I asked.
"I always want you. You know that." He eased his tongue between my lips. "Tell me what you want, Brinna."
"I want to ride you."
He rolled wordlessly onto his back and I adjusted my grip on him, while continuing to stroke his cock, with long, slow movements, before gradually building up speed. He groaned again as I rose to my knees beside him and brought my other hand into play.
"I want to ride your cock and watch your face when you cum inside me," I said. His hips jerked, pushing his cock in my tight grasp.
"Then you better climb on, baby. If you don't, I might just cum without you."
I laughed and released him, throwing my leg over his hips and hovering above him.
"I haven't forgotten you teasing me earlier," I warned, taking his cock in my hand again. I settled my juicy pussy on the length of his shaft and rode him that way, sliding back and forth along his shaft, rather than allowing him inside of me.
"I'm nothing but your helpless little fucktoy," he laughed, grabbing my hips to grind me against the base of his shaft. I gave an involuntary groan and his hands dropped away. "Ride me, Brinna. Ride me so I can watch your beautiful tits bounce while you get off. Ride me until I beg for mercy and my cock is soaked from you. Is that what you want?"
"Yes," I breathed, poised over him, aiming his cock at my slick tunnel. "I want all that and more." I sank slowly onto him, holding his eyes with mine as I bit my lip and eased myself down. "Keep your hands to yourself for now." I held him deep inside me, squeezing his cock with my inner muscles over him.
"Oh god," he moaned. I continued the gentle assault on his tool while we stared at each other.
I rose slowly, stopping while I still held at least two inches of him inside my walls. I leaned forward and braced my hands on either side of his chest. I used the leverage to fuck myself with just the head and first few inches of his cock. I moaned at the sensation of it, my eyes nearly rolling back in my head.
"Touch my clit," I whispered. I shivered as his fingers responded to my bidding. He stroked me slowly, following my earlier example. "I was going to make you cum first, but now I think I might be too far gone to hold back."
Zach smiled at me with his eyes, using his free hand to rub his thumb over one of my nipples. I sucked in a breath between my teeth. Neither of us broke eye contact. We didn't watch his shaft where it entered my clenching pussy, didn't watch his fingers stroke my clit or nipple. We just watched each other's face closely as I used him to pleasure myself.
"Take your hand off my clit," I instructed. He complied and I sank on the full length of his shaft again. I let myself grind against him, doing things to my clit that felt different than the pleasure caused by his stroking fingers.
With two hands now available, he palmed my breasts and captured the nipples by capturing between his forefingers and thumbs. I made a noise deep in my throat, starting to ride him in earnest, lifting myself then dropping on his rock-hard prick. Every few strokes, I would grind my clit down against his pelvic bone, swirling my hips.
"Oh Zach," I sighed lustily, finally breaking eye contact. I dropped my head back and rode him blissfully. He placed his hands lightly on my hips, likely so he could watch my tits jiggle, as I rode him faster and faster, racing toward my climax.
"Take it, sweetheart, get yourself off. Let me watch you."
"Ohhhhhhh," I moaned as I rode him. "So good." My back arched and my orgasm broke over me as I called his name over and over. I was grinding against him mindlessly, creating nonstop, almost unbearable, waves of intense pleasure that originated in my clit.
"So fucking hot," he muttered, holding my hips tightly while I continued grinding.
At last, I slumped across his chest, head on his shoulder, cock still buried deep inside my pussy. His hands stroked my back and ass with firm motions while I rested on him.
"Take me, Zach. Use me anyway you want," I said tiredly.
"I'm going to roll you on your back," he warned. He rolled us both, managing to do it without pulling out. "Put your legs together." He kissed me hard. "I saw this in one of the books we read but we haven't tried it yet." He propped himself on his lower arms, slowly sliding a few inches down my body. With my legs together, his cock felt even larger than usual. I moaned deeply as he slid up my body again, using his arms to drag himself over me.
"That's so good," I panted. He began a steady rhythm, sliding himself a few inches up and down my body as his cock gave me indescribable pleasure. I could feel every contour and bump of his shaft. "Zach, baby, I think I'm going to cum again soon. Oh, this is good!"
He stilled himself for a moment, giving me a deep open-mouth kiss. Our tongues brushed lightly, briefly, but the intensity of the kiss continued. While he kissed me, he began fucking me again. I dug my fingers deep into his ass cheeks, silently begging for more as my peak approached.
"Cum with me, Brinna," he whispered, burying his face in my neck. I cried out sharply as I spasmed hard under him. I came so hard that tears leaked from the corners of my eyes and fell into my hair. He groaned loudly into my shoulder, shoving his cock deeper into me as he came. I wrapped my arms around him tightly and held on.
Embarrassingly, I started to cry and Zach jerked in alarm. I refused to release him, hooking my ankles over his to hold him still inside me.
"What is it, baby? Did I hurt you?" He kissed the tears off one cheek and pressed salty lips gently to mine. "I'm sorry, Brinna. Please tell me what I did."
"I don't know," I sniffled pitifully. "I just—it just felt so perfect. And I started crying."
"Oh baby," he said softly. "It did. It was perfect." He smoothed a hand over my hair and kissed more tears away.
