Everyone is over 18 years of age
You haven't met me, but you may know me a little by now. So have I mentioned that I tend to overthink things? Yeah, well, that's me. And since whatever this was with John was so deeply important to me, my overthinking was in high gear.
John had turned into a dream come true. I'd like to say we even pushed our beds together to make one big bed, but while the thought occurred to me, these beds weren't suitable for that. They were simple twin beds with crappy mattresses in what was basically a wooden base with sides that meant you couldn't bring the two together and roll comfortably from one mattress to another. So we had to stick to just one bed or the other. As much as we wanted to be together, it was a little tight some nights. I mean, we kept fucking like rabbits, and I'm not complaining, but this was a tough school with a demanding schedule. Some nights, we just needed to sleep.
But enough about that. The fun stuff matters more. And more than that, the connection to John. Soon, it seemed we were doing everything together, at least when we weren't going to class, writing papers, prepping for exams, or, in John's case, going off to do ROTC stuff. To this day, I'm not entirely sure what that entailed. Stuff to get him ready to be an Army officer, of course, but he didn't talk much about the actual activities. I think he saw all of that as a necessary means to an end. They were paying his tuition, so he did what they said.
Still, the best parts of any day were when the door closed, and I could kiss him. As great a lay as he is, kissing him felt so intimate. I was hoping it didn't just feel like foreplay to him, because it didn't to me! As I ran my hands through that thick hair and our mouths connected, I felt such deep emotions. It wasn't just because this was going on so long now, at least by college standards. I really felt so much for him.
One afternoon I vividly remember, we were just standing together, kissing and feeling each other's bodies as we got more and more turned on. Suddenly, my powerful man bent down and lifted me off my feet. I laughed and he smiled at me, like I was his new bride. Then he spun me around as we laughed... and he managed to smack the side of my head into the dresser. Well, that hurt. But really, I wasn't hurt. Just momentarily stunned. John, on the other hand, looked mortified.
"Oh my god, Jess! I'm so sorry, honey! What did I do?"
"It's okay. I'm okay. It was an accident."
"I'm such an idiot!" He looked so upset.
I was standing on my own again, and I took his face in my hands. "It was an accident. Let it go. It was fun the way you picked me up. Please don't feel bad!"
"Yeah? Well then," and he picked me up again, but no spinning this time. Instead, he carried me over to my bed and gently laid me on it. He knelt next to the bed and kissed me. Then he kissed down to my neck. Oh, how I loved this. Then he moved back up. "Sorry about your head, darling." I smiled at him, told him I was okay and that what he was doing now could make anything okay. And really, calling me things like "darling" forgave many sins!
He went back to kissing me, then my neck again, and at the same time he was pulling at my shirt. That quickly came off, and he started sucking on one nipple and pinching the other. My dick immediately swelled, like it would tear right out of my shorts. He stopped long enough to smile at me, grip my dick and say, "yeah, you always like that."
Smitten teen that I was, I said, "I like anything you do!"
He was rubbing my dick but kept his mouth working on my nipples. I told him he was a dream come true, and every day of my life was great because of him!
"I need all of you!" he said and pulled all of my clothes off in a flash. I was lying there naked and he still was kneeling next to the bed. "You're so beautiful!" I thought he was crazy, but I wasn't about to argue. He kissed his way down and had me in his mouth in no time. Oh, wow, how had he gotten so good at this? In high school, I never got off from blowjobs, but this "straight" boy sure knew how to make me feel good. He licked around the head, then down my shaft. My balls weren't all that sensitive to licking, but it still felt nice when he gave them a tongue bath. I think the idea of him doing that turned me on more than the actual sensory feelings.
Then he licked back up and took my length in his mouth. He took me deep, until my balls met his lips, then started bobbing up and down, as he sucked and his tongue kept working on me in ways I couldn't see but I definitely could feel. The sensations were amazing! Then one of his hands moved around to cup my ass. A finger found its way to my hole, and I was pretty sure he was about to finger-fuck me when I stopped him. "John, wait! If you do that, I'm going to blow my load in your mouth!"
He laughed, "that's the idea, hon."
"Yeah, but I don't want to cum yet. Here, you get on the bed with me."
I slid over to make a little room, and he dropped onto the bed.
I said that I thought one of us was a little overdressed.
"Fair enough. I can fix that."
He pulled everything off in about five seconds. His body was a beautiful sight, every time I saw it. I'd never get tired of this view!
"Mmm," I purred at him, and I leaned over to better be able to run my hands over his gorgeous smooth skin and long, hard muscles.
He looked at me and asked, "what are you shaking your head at?"
"I just can't believe my eyes. Every time I see you, I marvel at how gorgeous you are."
"I'm not all that."
"Oh, please. You can't really be that oblivious to your looks, can you?"
He smiled. "How about you show me how you feel?"
I took one of his nipples in my mouth and sucked hard. Hard enough it might leave a bruise, but the way he moaned, I was pretty sure neither of us would care if I did. As I sucked his nipple, that billy club between his legs stood up fast. We moved around, and he knew from how I was moving that I wanted it in my mouth with him on top. I didn't even have to say a word.
As we moved into position, he grabbed my pillow and pushed it under my head. Yes, baby, that's it. Use my mouth!
I looked up at this god above me and smiled. I couldn't imagine being happier. He held his dick in his right hand and rubbed the head on my lips. "You want this?"
"Oh, yes. Please!"
"Yeah? You like this big dick stuffing your mouth?"
"Mmm, yes. Give it to me!"
"You want me to long-stroke your hot mouth and breed your throat with this big dick?"
