Chapter 8: Once more unto the breach dear friends
"OH GOD YES!" My female lover screamed. "FUCK ME HARD! USE ME! ABUSE ME!" She cried out.
I wrapped my hand in a fist full of hair and yanked back. "You little slut!" I bellowed. "Fucking slut," I said as I continued pounding into her.
I could feel the warmth of her pussy and the contractions of her inner muscles as she orgasmed. I have developed quite the level of stamina and was holding off as long as I could. She was now having her third orgasm in a row. "OH FUCK ME! DON'T STOP!" She cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain. I pulled back harder on her hair and reached around with my other hand and grabbed a wad of tit-flesh and squeezed. This set her over the edge yet again and I felt a rush of warmth was over my dick.
"I am going to fill your pussy with my cum this time," I cried out. "Is that what you want you slut?" I asked relaxing my grip on her hair. She grunted but didn't answer. I yanked back. "I asked you a question slut. Answer me!" I then squeezed down on her breast hard enough to leave a white handprint when I let go.
"Cum in my pussy!" She cried out.
"I thought so," I said relaxing my grip on her hair again. "You like the idea of a teenager cumming in your pussy don't you?" I asked.
"Yes. I want a load of eighteen year old cum deep in my pussy," she moaned.
"Beg for it Lisa," I commanded.
"Do it Steve. One last time. Cum in my pussy," she moaned again then screamed out with another orgasm. "Oh my god yes! Cum in me please. I beg you."
I let myself go. I came hard and fast. I could feel a mixture of our fluids escaping around my dick and dripping down or legs. When I was finally drained I collapsed down on the bed next to her.
"I am so glad we decided on a house visit for our last therapy session," I said to Miss Hockersmith as we lay next to each other catching our breath.
"So am I. Now you see why I had you cover my mouth last time," she said with a smile.
"You cum like a banshee," I said with a laugh.
As per the terms of our relationship we didn't kiss. We didn't hug, cuddle, coo, talk cute to each other, or anything that could be considered remotely romantic. It was a wham, bam, thank you ma'am fuck. I took a quick shower to rinse the smell of sex off of me and headed home. Luckily my mom and stepdad were already in bed so I didn't have any explaining to do as to why I didn't come home right after swim practice.
As I tried to fall asleep my mind raced a million miles an hour. In the morning I would be leaving for State's campus to compete in the All-District Swim Meet. I thought about fucking Miss Hockersmith for the fourth time in a month and how that was the only fucking I had done in nearly two months. Sure I had gotten countless blow jobs and hand jobs, but it wasn't the same. The release I felt with her though was more than enough to keep me sane going into the district meet. Eventually I drifted off to sleep, but only after rubbing out one last orgasm of my own as I thought about all the catching up I got to do once districts was over.
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"Thanks mom," I said as I exited her Volvo, "I will see you guys at the pool tomorrow."
My mom dropped me off out front of a large house on the edge of campus. The house was owned by the swim team and was, for lack of a better description, a frat house without the idiots or all the bullshit that goes along with being in the Greek system. Only three non-Greek organizations had houses. The swim team, which was coed; the honor society, which was coed and all nerds basically; and the field hockey team, which was of course all girls.
I walked up to the door and rang the bell. I shrugged my duffle-bag back onto my shoulder and looked around. This was only my second time on campus, but my first time walking anywhere without my parents.
"Hello," a cute female said as she opened the door. She kind of reminded me of Summer in a way. To be honest most swimmers have the same slender physique but the resemblance was still rather uncanny. "Wait," she said before I could say anything, "you're Steve Smith, aren't you?"
"Uh, yes," I said surprised that she knew my name.
"I'm Beth," she said as she extended her hand out, "Ashley's roommate." We shook hands. "I've heard a lot about you Steve," she then did an obvious once over.
I took a step into house and she shut the door behind me. "Come on," she said motioning me to follow her, "She's upstairs in our room working on a paper."
The house was pretty big. I counted a half dozen rooms on the upper floor each with two beds in them. I also saw some guys in the TV room downstairs when I walked in and assumed they had rooms either on the first level or maybe in the basement.
When we got to the last room at the end of the hall Beth ushered me in and I saw Ashley working at her computer with her headphones on oblivious to the world. I pulled my finger up to my lips singling Beth to keep quiet. I then did my best to creep up on Ashley without alerting her to my presence.
When I got behind her I put my hands over her eyes. She quickly reached up and yanked her earbuds out then tried to pry my hands off her eyes. "Who is it?" She screamed.
"Guess who?" I said trying to make myself sound different.
She then bolted up out of the chair screaming my name and nearly tackled me to the floor. We ended up falling onto a nearby bed with her on top of me. "You're early," she said finally calming down.
"Mike wanted a head start and we missed all the major traffic jams I guess," I said.
Unexpectedly, since we were in front of her roommate, she gave me a rather passionate kiss. "Good," she said as she stood back up, "I needed a break from that paper anyway."
Ashley turned and saved her word document and then turned to face Beth and I. "So, do you want a tour of campus?" She asked.
"Well, I got one when I was here in the fall," I informed her.
"Oh god. Those admissions tours suck," Beth said rolling her eyes.
"We'll give you a proper tour," Ashley said as she walked towards the closet. "Just let me change first. I wasn't expecting you for another two hours so I am not really ready."
She was in a pair of sweatpants and a tank top with the school logo plastered all over them. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra and her nipples were rather hard and poking at the thin fabric.
Without a word, or any effort to close the door, she stripped out of her sweatpants revealing she wasn't wearing any panties. I was a little shocked, but not surprised. She then put on a pair of jeans. Next she pulled off her tank top, put on a cute plaid bra, and then pulled a tighter more flirty tank top. She then turned and grabbed a pair of socks and shoes. "You want to come along Beth?" She asked her roommate.
"Sure," she said with a smile. "I have heard so much about the great Steve Smith it will finally be nice to hang out with him in person." She then gave me another obvious once over sizing me up like I was a lobster in a fish tank ready to be boiled alive. Not that I was complaining, she was pretty hot.
The three of us walked around campus for the next two hours. They showed me more than I could have possibly remembered. Since it was in the middle of the day all the buildings were open. I got to see the digital print lab and photography classrooms and was even introduced to one of the professors. I got to see the gym, pool, locker rooms, and coaches' offices. Coach MacGuinness was gone, but Ashley assured me I would see him at some point. I figured she just meant from a distance. This was the first year that the district meet was being held at State. Usually it was at a school in Capital City but this year it was moved to State since that was where the State Championship meet was held and they were used to the large crowds.
"Most of the college team will be helping out tomorrow," Beth said as we walked away from the pool building. "Coach has us helping with timing, scoring, and escorting you guys too and from your races."
As we continued the tour I just soaked it all in. Both Ashley and Beth were openly flirting with me and I just figured that's what college girls did. I knew Ashley and I would probably go at it later, I just wasn't sure how that was going to work in the house and with her roommate.
Once back at the swim team house the girls introduced me to their teammates that where home. Many of them extended well wishes and good hopes for my races tomorrow. A few of the guys offered that if I needed anything to just ask. All in all they were a friendly bunch. Around 6:00 the rest of the house gathered for dinner around the large dinning room table. It was pretty crowded, but it was nice to see the level of camaraderie amongst the team. Even a few team members that didn't live in the house had stopped by for the meal.
As the food was brought out everyone sat quietly and waited. Then Ashley stood up and began to speak. "Everyone, this is my not-really-a-cousin cousin Steve. He is up here for the district meet. He will coming to State in the fall and will be trying out for the team." I heard some mumbles of 'Oh, that's Steve.' as well as a number of people commenting that they were glad to meet me.
Once Ashley sat down everyone stared at me and I got the feeling I was expected to say something. I stood up kinda sheepishly. "As Ashley said I'm Steve. I do mostly butterfly, the medley, and relays. I just want to thank you all for allowing me to join you for this meal and letting me crash here for the night. It's very reassuring to see that your team is a lot like my team and are a family outside of the pool." I then sat down.
Over the course of the meal people asked me all kinds of questions. It was weird being the center of attention but everyone seemed genuinely interested. When the topic of districts came up someone asked me my seed times for the butterfly race.