Am I More Than You Bargained For

Ava sat next to me in our English literature lecture. Her dyed black hair only just reaching her shoulders, with a cute fringe just above her dark eyes. On her face she wore thick deep purple rimmed glasses on her small button nose and she had eyeliner on which had pretty little wings on either side of her eyes. She bit at her lip, covered in black lipstick as she focused on the lecture. She wore a wirey black choker on her neck, below that was a loose fitting Fall Out Boy t-shirt which was tucked into her black and grey plaid skirt. Under that on her thick thighs and legs she wore tight, black fishnets and black converse on her feet. I could not help but steal glances at her whenever we were in our lecture together, she was exactly my type but far too cute for me, I thought.

We were both first year English students, and my appearance was much more plain. I had messy light brown hair and eyes of the same colour, I wore a red and black plaid shirt over a grey t-shirt which was my size, but loose on my rather slim form and faded blue jeans. I was bored out of my mind as our lecturer repeated himself for the 3rd time, but I didn't want it to end because I got to see Ava. I swore to myself one day I'd work the nerve to ask her on a date.

I was always the pretty shy type myself. But I knew what my type was, cute emo girls, and boys. Back in my final year of 6th form I had dated an emo guy who was 20, tall, and about the same build as me. Despite all that it didn't work out between us, mostly because I was going away for university. But one door closed is another door opened, one of my old teachers used to say to me as I stood indecisive at what A levels to do.

When the lecture ended, Ava turned to me, I thought it was just going to be some small talk, but at least that put my foot in the door. What she said instead had me struggling to respond. "Hey Tom, did you understand that last part." I thought she was joking at first but her tone told me otherwise.

"Yeah, I think I got it down." I answered, nodding quickly. Idiot, I thought to myself.

"Oh good," Ava smiled. "Do you want to come to mine and we can go over it together? I'd owe you one."

I shook the lewd thoughts away as quickly as they entered my 18 year old mind. "Sure thing." I responded with a nervous smile.

"Thank you so much." She put a hand on my arm and stood up from her chair. "Come on then, Tom." She smiled, and we made our way to her student house.

Her house was similar to my own student accommodations, just the one bathroom, a small living space, and 3 bedrooms. She quickly lead me upstairs to her bedroom. I had fantasized of seeing it at some point, but due to my nerves, not this soon. It was a rather large room, the walls decorated with band posters like Slipknot, Set it off, and a whole bunch of other cool bands. She had a double bed with red sheets, and on the far side from the door, a desk with a sticker covered laptop on it. The curtains were closed, not letting much sunlight in, however the room was lit with fairy lights and dim lamps which gave the room a reddish purple hue.

We sat on the floor space and I took my notes from our lecture out of my back. As I was laying them on the floor she said. "You don't mind if I get a bit more comfortable, Tom?" I nodded and when I looked up I saw she was taking off her Fall Out Boy t-shirt. Underneath was a black vest top which had a deep v-neck, showing off a lot of cleavage. My eyes went wide for the splittest second before I tried to compose myself. Even as I looked down at the drab notebook in front of me my heart raced and I could feel my duck growing into a semi. It took every fibre of my being not to blush.

In both the reason I was here with Ava, and to distract myself, I started going over the notes with her. She nodded and hummed periodically, her brown eyes never leaving me behind her glasses. She was so cute when she was paying attention to me, more so than normal. I was going over the last part with her when she interrupted me. "I see you have your studies nicely in order." She commented with a giggle.

I looked up at her and replied with a smile. "Thank you, I hope this has helped."

"Can I be honest with you?" Ava asked. I nodded and she continued. "I understood everything back at the lecture." She broke eye contact with me, her tone suggested she felt bad.

"But-" I started but was cut off.

"I just used that as an excuse to be alone with you, Tom." She looked back up at me anxiously.

"That's okay." I comforted her. "In a way I wanted it, but why did you invite me over then?" I asked softly.

"You promise you won't freak out?" She asked, twiddling her thumbs.

"I promise." I answered, now very curious.

"Well, I've had a crush on you and I'm into a couple of unconventional things." She explained. My heart was racing now but I couldn't help but grin like an idiot through my red cheeks.

"Oooh like what?" I asked her.

"I like, boys in girls underwear." Ava admitted. This was new for me. Even though I was a bottom for my ex, he preferred me in boxers, he liked the twink look which I managed to pull off pretty well. "Is that something you would be okay with?" She asked me.

I took a moment and nodded. "I would be up for trying it."

Her eyes lit up and her body language suddenly shifted to one of pure confidence. Like my words had released something inside of her. I found this pretty hot, but I was also nervous since this was a side of Ava I had never seen before. She leaned over to me and whispered in my ear. "I bet you would look so sexy in just a pair of lacey panties Tom."

My ear tingled at her words and I shivered slightly. I could feel my dick growing even harder. I opened my mouth to reply but it was just met with hers. Holy shit she was kissing me. I kissed her back and she guided my hand up her skirt. My fingertips made contact with her cotton panties, which were now damp. I found myself questioning how I could make someone so beautiful horny, but in no way did I want this to stop. She let go of my hand, which fell without her guiding grip, and moved her hand to my crotch. She stroked lightly at the small outline of my raging hard on and I gained some initiative. I went to grab one of her breasts but she stopped me gently, not in a rejecting way, just in a way which said 'wait'. I couldn't help but obey the silent command.

She pulled away from kissing me and purred into my ear. "Wanna try on a pair for Mommy?"

"Yes Mommy." I found myself answering, only subconsciously aware of the subtle move she made to assert dominance on me. In fairness I was distracted in my horny and butterfly ridden daze. I liked it though.

Ava, Mommy, patted at the bulge in my jeans then pulled away completely, as if sitting back to watch me. "Strip." She commanded softly.

I blushed even harder at that, but nodded again. "Yes Mommy." I replied softly and then I stood up. I unbuttoned my plaid shirt first, letting it fall off my shoulders onto her bedroom floor before removing my t-shirt. Then I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down along with my boxers. I stepped out of them and immediately went to cover my thin, 5 inch erection. I looked down to the ground, embarrassed.

Mommy stood up, she was only an inch shorter than me so I only noticed when I felt her skirt on the backs of my hands. She put her hand under my chin and lifted my head, giving me full view of her boobs on the way up. That didn't help with the erection. "It's okay Tom, no need to be shy, I bet you have a very cute dick." She comforted me as soon as we made eye contact. Something about looking into her eyes as she said that eased me up and I relaxed my arms. She looked down and gently caressed my dick with her finger. "See, cute." She winked before squatting down and kissing the tip, this caused it to throb. "Awww it likes me Tom!" Mommy giggled. This caused me to laugh too and just like that I was comfortable being naked in front of the cute emo girl I had a crush on.

"Wait one second." She stood up and smirked before going to her underwear drawer. I stood there fully naked, waiting for her to find what she was looking for. Mommy's hips were wider than mine by some margin, but with a quick "aha" she pulled out a small pair of lacey black panties from the drawer.

Mommy held the panties out to me and said. "I'll make a deal with you Tom, you put these on, and you can see and touch Mommy's tits."

"Yes Mommy." I said with a smile as I slowly took the panties from her. I ran them up my legs and they tingled at the touch of the soft material. Once they were fully on I moved my hard dick to the side so it would go in. The panties felt so nice on my dick, causing me to leak precum, and also on my ass. The shape of them must have definately shown off it's small yet plump form.

Mommy bit her lip and told me softly. "Good boy." Those words gave me butterflies again, but that feeling was replaced with horny once again as she lifted off her vest top. She had been wearing no bra underneath it, so once that was on the floor, I had full view of her breasts. They were big, probably D's or double D's, and also did not drop much. Her nipples were pierced, with metal studs on either side of them.

With Mommy now topless and still in her plaid skirt and fishnet stockings, I was now more turned on than ever.

Mommy approached me and whispered into my ear. "I wanna feel that tight little ass of yours in those sexy panties." My dick got even harder than I thought possible as she ran her hands over the lacey underwear and kissed me deeply. Her hands got to my ass and she squeezed it hard, digging her nails in causing me to whimper into her mouth. She only giggled and carried on, feeling up the panties before smacking my ass. This caused me to yelp in surprise my legs got weak. She released me from the kiss and said in a teasing voice. "Aww is my boy desperate to get on his knees for Mommy?"

I looked up to her blushing, and nodded. "Yes Mommy." She grinned and hooked a finger up to my chin. She pulled me along with her as she sat herself on her bed.

"Do you wanna make Mommy feel good?" She asked me. I couldn't believe where I was, I would have never thought this was how my day was going to go. Dressed in lacey black panties, on my knees for my crush, I mean Mommy, most likely about to eat her out.

"Yes Mommy." I answered, going even redder.

She opened her legs and pointed to her skirt. I obeyed the silent command and kissed my way up her fishnet covered thighs. When I was face to face with her pussy, Mommy pulled her panties aside and caressed the back of my head. I had a taste of her pussy with the tip of my tongue, then dove in, caressing her clit while she gripped my hair. Mommy gasped and moaned as I worked my tongue on her, my intention was to make her cum, but i ate her out slowly enough so she could enjoy the build up. She pressed my head against her pussy while I worked my hands up and down her netted legs. The feeling of soft, stocking covered skin was making me leak precum, she just felt so nice.

"Oooh someone likes my fishnets." Mommy commented between her moans of pleasure. "Oh god, I'm so close to cumming!" She cried out. I felt her clit tense under my tongue and her legs began to shake. I gripped them lightly in comfort while she gripped my hair so tight that she was pulling it. Her orgasm must have lasted a full 2 minutes before her soaked pussy calmed down and her moans stopped.

Mommy pulled my gently away from her pussy and looked down at me. My mouth and chin were covered in her pussy juices and my tongue hung out stupidly. "You're such a good boy!" Mommy smiled down at me. "I just might have to keep you." Before I could answer she leaned down and kissed me, seeming to enjoy the taste of her pussy. I continued to stroke her legs and I was certain there was a wet spot in my panties.

When she pulled away I whispered. "Please keep me Mommy, I'll be a good boy I promise."

"Aww so cute! Of course I'll keep you Tom." She answered, helping me to my feet. Once I was stood up, she stood too and pulled me in for a hug. I hugged her back tightly and kissed her neck a dozen or so times.

"You seemed really into my fishnets." Mommy nibbled at my ear while speaking. "Is that something you like?" I nodded, embarrassed. "It's okay sweetie, in fact I'll make sure to wear them as much as possible."

"Thank you Mommy." I kissed her neck again. I was beginning to love having Ava as my Mommy. I hoped that I could keep being a good boy for her.

We cuddled late into the night. Mommy held my head up against her lovely soft boobs. She allowed me to feel up her ass through her stockings while she stroked my hair and felt me up through my panties. She teased my continuously rock hard dick but told me I wasn't allowed to cum unless she allowed it. I agreed, wanting to be the best subby boy Mommy could have. She continuously reminded me how good I made her feel, which made me happy as well as adding to how horny I was. However I knew if I was patient Mommy might let me cum next time.