Dylan still has to pinch himself sometimes, how a boy from a little town in Alabama got into Harvard law on a scholarship. Another miracle is how he managed to snag such a gorgeous rich girlfriend: Gabriella Agnes Johnson III, quite a mouthful I know, not Gabby, Gabs or any other abbreviation, it had to be Gabriella. She could be quite bitchy and hated anyone with less money than her, she is lovely with Dylan, maybe that could be something to do with the fact that he told her, his family were rich.
Dylan's dad is actually a tattooist and a major pothead, his mum is a waitress and also a pothead. That's not going to go down well with the Johnsons. His girlfriend Gabriella was so beautiful, every boy in the school wanted her: Part Italian with a dark brown mane of hair which dropped down her back, beautiful Hazel green eyes, a tight body with the most firm bubble butt and most soft 36C breasts; if you're lucky to touch them, which he had on only two occasions. He hasn't even seen her naked properly, she was saving herself. It's unlikely he ever would, when she finds out about his parents. He has heard rumors about some older boys and a professor sampling her soft body.
Spring recess is round the corner, so Dylan decides he will go and see his folks for the week. He fully expects Gabriella to be going to her parents for the week.
"Are you going to your parents Dylan? Can I come? I would love to meet them."
He was shocked but also worried. If Gabriella met his parents, she would know he had been lying all the time they had been together.
"Why? Aren't you seeing your parents?"
"No, daddy has to work." Her dad was a congressman with ambitions of getting the big job. Even though Dylan was going to regret it, he agreed.
They rented a car and drove 1200 miles to his hometown. They booked two hotel stays on the way. Gabriella was a different person when just the two of them. She relaxed and didn't put on airs and graces, she dropped her hypocritical twang in her accent. Her hair was in a ponytail and she wore sweats. The couple have a great time together. His stomach still churned at the thought of her meeting his parents and her response to them.
"I love you like this Gabriella, I wish I could see more of you like this."
"I feel so relaxed when just the two of us, I feel I have to act like a congressman's daughter at school."
Dylan and Gabriella arrive at their first accommodation; a quaint little guest house run by two sisters. They have some food and wine; they told the sisters they were twenty one, they were both only nineteen. The drink brought out her horny side. They got back to the room and she started kissing Dylan passionately.
"Oh Dylan, strip for me. I want to see your penis."
"Okay, let's see you first."
He would never be this confident if it wasn't for the wine.
"So you want to see me naked do you? Well okay."
Gabriella slowly strips off her pumps and joggers, she lifts her sweater over her head exposing her body, wearing nothing but a red lacy bra and thong combination. His penis rises to attention at the incredible sight in front of him, three months he's been waiting for this. Dylan strips off completely, faster and less seductively than Gabriella.
"Wow! That is beautiful." Her tongue runs over her lips at the sight of his dick.
"You have seen mine, let's see yours."
Gabriella unclips her bra and drops it to the floor, her knickers soon follow.
"Gabriella, you are so fucking beautiful. Oh my god sorry."
Don't think she hears him swear. She was on her knees taking his penis in her mouth. She has obviously done this before, maybe the rumors were true. Her tongue and soft lips make his body dance. She takes his dick down to the balls, Dylan grabs her hair and pulls it, he has never had his cock sucked before. Her hands move to his butt, she starts mouth fucking his dick.
"Oh my god, Dylan. Why did I wait so long? I love sucking your dick."
Her hands still on his butt, her mouth taking all his cock and then out again. Moans of pleasure and a pleasant humming noise comes from her mouth on every suck. Something has transformed Gabriella into a horny devil.
Her tongue flicks his balls, her mouth sucks them. She puts her mouth round his dick again. Her motion quickens, her breasts bounce in the rhythm of her sucking.
"Fuck me Dylan!"
She lies on the bed, her legs wide open. He climbs on top of her body, they start kissing, her hand grips his dick; guiding it to her vagina. He awkwardly pushes it in her wet pussy. She pushes her pussy down on it, taking the whole dick inside. She gyrates her pussy on it.
"Oh, Gabriella."
"Fuck me Dylan! Do it."
Dylan's confidence builds and he starts ramming his dick in hard.
"Yes Dylan yes!"
The bed rocks and bangs with the speed of their fucking.
"I'm coming, Gabriella."
"Don't cum in me."
He pulls out of her and lies by her side. She moves her hand to his hard dick. She tugs at it with a ferocity. Dylan could feel himself coming, He watches her begging for his cum. He can feel her hard nipples tickling against him.
"Shoot on me Dylan, come all over my tits."
Dylan can feel his cock about to erupt, he doesn't know why but he pushes her head down on it, taking his dick, deep down her throat, she receives his hot cum inside her mouth. He pulls his cock out, she just looks at him and smiles as she dribbles a mixture of saliva and cum onto her big tanned tits. She massages it into her soft skin, licking any residue from her fingers and swallowing it down.
The couple cuddle on the bed. He thought about when he would have another opportunity to sample her hot body. They leave after breakfast, another 400 miles to the next guest house. They stop to fill the car up with gas and grabbed some supplies; mostly energy drinks to keep them going.
They finally reach their guest house in a small town. It was a bit busier than the previous one. It was run by a lovely gay couple. Tyrone: a tall large black man and George: a very camp white man.
"Hi guys, your room is ready. Food and drink is available."
"Oh, could we have some food and a bottle of water sent up please."
"Tyrone will bring you up some sandwiches and a selection of meats for you."
"Oh, thank you."
Dylan and Gabriella made their way up the stairs to a lovely cozy room.
"Do you want to shower first? Gabriella."
"No it's okay, I will wait for our luggage."
Dylan showered his sweaty, tired body.
Gabriella slipped off her hot clothes and slipped a robe round her naked body. There is a knock at the door. Gabriella opens it to see Tyrone standing there, he is holding their luggage in front of him.
"Here is your luggage, beautiful. Oh I have those things you asked for."
"Thank you, Tyrone." She stroked his muscly arm, she gulped at the size of his arm.
He dropped the luggage to the floor.
" Were you impressed with the size of my muscles, my beauty?"
"Um, yeah,um." She can hardly speak as he guides her hand to his huge firm chest.
He pushes her hand down to his crotch. She can feel his huge dick, he pulls it out of his jeans.
"What are you doing? your gay. My husband is in the bathroom."
His semi erect penis hangs between his legs. Gabriella suddenly saw that his cock was erect. Her body was shaking, she had slept with a black professor at school. Tyrone un did her robe, it opened up showing her firm body and soft tits. The shower was still on.
"Oh my god, I can't do it, sorry."
She was fighting her body, it wanted this cock so much.
"Please, I only want to look at you and masurbate. That's all I need."
Gabriella's eyes open wide as the large black man starts stroking his large cock. His rhythm quickens as the shower stops.
"Quickly, Dylan is coming out."
They heard Dylan brushing his teeth, time was at the essence.
"Come here, let me finish you."
Gabriella grabs his dick, pulling him to the bed.
"If I'm doing this, I want something out of it."
She snaps at Tyrone.
Her two hands wank him, she hears Dylan gargling mouthwash in the bathroom. Tyrone runs his large hand through her hair, she sucks the tip, in preparation to swallow his man juice. With one more stroke of her hands, Tyrone's head flips back as he shoots his semen inside her mouth, Tyrone grips her as he still comes, Gabriella slurps every last bit.
His cum leaks from her mouth, dripping all over her chin and on to her soft breasts.
"Well done, my beauty. I knew you were a dirty tart, when you walked in."
"But, um, your gay."
" I like to play with the young tarts who stay here."
"Really?"
Gabriella showered straight away, the stench of cum on her body. She started thinking about Tyrone and what he had done to her. She thought back to Mr. Smith: the tutor, who she had slept with. Her finger enters her vagina, her loins yearning. it moves to her clit, rubbing it hard. On the shelf she noticed her hairbrush: it has a thick long handle, she places the end of the handle against her clit, the coldness of it felt good against her red hot clitoris. She teases herself by placing the cold plastic handle near her hole. She thrusts the cold handle deep into her inside herself; positioned so the soft bristles tickle her engorged clit. Her fingers grip and pull her nipples hard as she gyrates on the hairbrush, the soft bristles tickle her clit sending an orgasm rushing down her body. The hot shower water cascades down her. The hairbrush moves in and out of her by her own hand, getting more rapid. Her legs buckle from another orgasm. She pulls the brush out of her and calmly sucks it as her body recovers, her breathing calms.
She climbs out of the shower, wraps a towel around herself.
"What am I doing?" She says out loud. What if her high society friends and family found out that a black gay guy had spunked down her throat and on her. She had been on the road trip for two days and seen more dick than the last three months. She was enjoying her rebellious side.
She looks at the hairbrush lying at the bottom of the shower. She picks it up and cleans the end and replaces it back on the shelf. She climbs into bed and cuddles up to an already asleep Dylan, falling asleep very quickly.
An embarrassed Gabriella sits at a little table with Dylan, Tyrone serves them bacon and waffles for breakfast. Tyrone and Gabriella can't look at each other, she is having regrettable feelings about last night. She also felt herself gazing at his crotch, she knew what was inside, no wonder George was happy all the time.
"Got a long journey until we get to your folks,darling." She says, trying to think about something else.
"Yes, there is something I need to tell you about my folks."
"What?"
"They're not rich, they live in a little town in Alabama. My dad is a tattooist, my mother a waitress. I'm so sorry."
"What the actual hell, you've lied to me all the time we've been together."
"I couldn't believe it when you asked out on a date. My friend had told you I was rich and hoped you would fall in love with me or something."
"This ain't no stupid movie, Dylan. Get the car ready, I'll pack and meet you there. I'm so angry with you."
"You're still coming to my folks with me."
"Yes! You're still my boyfriend, just!"
