Hey all and welcome to the adventures of me, Zoe. Before I begin I guess I should tell you a little bit about myself. I'm a 19 year old college student that is in love. The first love being my boyfriend Tim. The second being sex. Yes, I love sex, in all its sweaty, sticky glory. Before I met Tim I guess you could say I was kind of a church mouse. I didn't smoke, drink, swear, disobey my parents, etc. Tim changed all that. He opened my eyes to the world that night we first slept together. Now we've been dating for a year and I couldn't be happier.
Not a day goes by where I'm not at Tim's apartment. Some of the time he isn't even home, in which I just hang out by myself or with his roommate Eric. I don't mind it when the guys are gone as it gives me a chance to clean. Let me tell ya, cleaning up after two 22 year old college guys is a job in of itself. In fact, I really only go home to get new clothes or when I feel like getting scolded by my dad. Their apartment isn't much, just a dingy two bedroom two bath that desperately needed to be updated, but the nice thing about it is that it's close to the university.
So on to the story.
It was a Wednesday night and I had just screwed up cooking dinner. This was nothing new and at least Tim gave me points for effort. Resorting to plan B I called and ordered us a pizza. While waiting I sat on the couch and watched Tim play video games, bored but content. When he finally took a break to smoke I followed him onto the balcony. We each lit a cigarette and he sat in his rusty metal chair next to a cardboard box that held the ashtray. I leaned onto the railing and looked down at the passersby. I liked being on the second floor as we got some good views of the surroundings.
"I'm bored," I said blowing smoke into the air and turning to face Tim.
"So," he replied. "What do you want to do about it?"
"I don't know," I said whining.
"You could get me a beer," he replied smiling at me.
"Oh how could I resist that smile," I joked then put out my cigarette and headed into the kitchen. I honestly couldn't resist him. Tim is very pleasing on the eyes: short blonde hair, tall, skinny but still toned, and deep blue eyes.
I guess I have good timing as the doorbell rang when I was in the kitchen. I answered it and sure enough it was the pizza delivery man.
"Just a sec," I said and turned to find Tim's wallet. Scrambling around I managed to find it. Of course it was in his pants from yesterday that were crumpled up next to the television. I don't think Tim ever put anything away where it was supposed to go.
I returned to pay the man when I fumbled and dropped Tim's wallet on the ground by his feet. When I leaned down to get it I could feel the man eyeing my chest. I smiled, feeling reassured about my looks as he stared at the cleavage my C cups breasts provide.
"Here ya go," I said standing up and handing him the money.
"Thank you," he said enthusiastically and left.
I set the pizza down on the table and walked back to the balcony to give Tim his beer.
"Here sweetie," I said handing the beer to him.
"What's with the grin?" He asked.
"Oh nothing," I replied. I paused for a moment then said, "I know what we could do."
"Eat dinner?" Tim chuckled.
"No," I said as I moved and straddled myself over him. Sitting in his lap I leaned in and kissed him softly on the cheek. I kept kissing him as I said, "You could fuck me. Right here, right now."
"What? On the balcony?" Tim laughed.
I pulled away and sat straight up. I ran my hands over his chest and replied, "Yes. Right here.
"I don't think so Zoe," Tim said nervously. I could tell he was thinking about it but wouldn't budge.
"Oh come on," I pouted. "You could show all those people passing by how to really fuck a girl."
Tim sat there silent, staring at me.
"Okay," I said cheerfully. "How about I suck you off?"
"What's with you," he said lifting me off of him and standing up. "Why do you want to do it out here where everybody can see us?"
"I don't know," I said crossing my arms. "It would be something new, something you haven't done, and it would be exciting. You know, us knowing they could be watching us."
Without saying anything Tim walked back into the apartment. I quickly followed, trying to slap his butt as he moved into the kitchen.
"Damn someone's horny," Tim said and finally stopped next to the kitchen table.
"I can't help it," I said leaning into him. The pizza guy staring at my chest got me going, but I wasn't going to tell him that. "I need it. I want it," I said. I moved my hands down his chest to his crotch. I could feel him grow within his jeans. "C'mon baby," I said seductively. "Give me that cock."
"Well what can I say to that," Tim replied.
I knew Tim liked it when I talked dirty, and it was a turn on for me as well. I didn't need anymore motivation as my hands unzipped his jeans. I grabbed a hold of them and his boxers and, as I knelt down, I pulled them with me. I helped him step out of them before looking up and seeing my prize, free from its cage.
Tim leaned against the table as I went to work. I eagerly grabbed his hardened shaft by the base and held it in front of me. I ran my tongue up and down the length of it, stopping breifly so I could flick my tongue at the head. I looked up at his eyes as I teased him. I was so turned on, knowing he was watching me pleasure him. I loved the control I had over him as I played with his cock. It was like a toy. My toy. I engulfed him into my mouth and proceeded to suck as hard as I could. His cock hit the back of my throat as I took him in and out. The saliva built within my mouth but I didn't want to stop. I let it seep out of me as I continued my work.
Tim ran his hands through my long and curly auburn hair. He gently grasped it as his hands carressed the back of my head. I wanted him to be more forceful and fuck my mouth like he does my pussy. Instead he leaned down and grabbed my arms, pulling me up.
I breathed heavily as I caught my breath. Wiping the drool from my chin I looked at him and said, "Why stop?"
"Cause I want to fuck you before I explode," he replied.
Smiling up at him I said, "I think I can live with that."
Suddenly he grabbed my hips and picked my skinny body up and draped me over his shoulders. I gasped and, slapping his ass I said, "Giddy up." He carried me into the bedroom and flung me onto the bed. After regaining my composure I watched as he turned on the television and pressed play on the dvd player.
I sat up and lifted my tee shirt over my head as the sounds of sex poured from the television speakers. Tim turned me on to pornography. Before I thought it was degrading to women and only perverts watched it, but now I love it. I fantasize about what it must be like to be those women. Sometimes I pretend that it's really other people in the room having sex right next to us.
I undid my bra and tossed it aside as I looked on at the television, watching two women share a man's cock between their mouths. I know this was Tim's favorite. Tim threw off his shirt and jumped on the bed. Quickly he was at my neck, kissing it before moving to my chest. I continued to watch the screen as Tim ran his tongue along my breasts. His hands roamed along my body, unable to find a home. I moaned out when I felt his teeth clench down on my nipple. Tim knew I liked a little pain with my pleasure.