"Am I your boyfriend?" Richie asked Erin.
"No. What makes you think that?"
"So, like, fuck buddies?
"Yeah. Why?"
"There's a girl in my neighborhood. I've always liked her. She just broke up with her boyfriend."
Erin looked at Richie funny. "You want
me
to give you advice on gettin' with another girl?"
"I just wondered if you'd be, like, pissed or whatever."
Erin's eyes twinkled mischievously. "Not if we do a threeway."
Richie looked surprised. "She's, like, really normal, I don't think...she'd be..."
Erin laughed. "Holy shit! I'm just kidding! But shit, Richie. What am I?
Not
normal?"
Richie just looked at her, not sure of what to say.
"Don't answer that. I'm just messin' with you," Erin smiled. "I'm glad you found somebody."
She wondered how much Richie would tell a girl about all the sex in his life — the x-rated photography, Kelsey, all the other girls. He had one hell of a sex life for a guy who was eighteen years old and only a few months past being a virgin.
—
"Hi, Richie. What's up?" a sweet female voice said.
"Oh, hi," he said. "I didn't know you were up here."
"Yeah, just a few classes." Abby had a book open, and a notebook she was writing in. The Student Center at the community college was humming with the low energy of students studying and socializing. "How are you? I heard you're taking photography."
"Yeah. Some English and math, too, to help me transfer somewhere. What are you taking?"
"Some science stuff," Abby said. "I'm thinking about pharmacy, maybe."
"Oh, yeah, that'd be good."
"Sit with me," she said. "You ever see anyone from school?"
"Not really. Kevin and Razor once in a while. Most everybody left for college."
"Yeah, it sucks," she said. "My social life dropped to nothing."
"I heard you and Stig broke up."
"Yeah. He was leaving for school anyway, but yeah, it's over."
"You wanna maybe do something sometime?" Richie asked.
"Yeah!" Abby said. Her face brightened considerably. Word on the street at the time of their high school graduation was that Richie was a virgin. She thought that might be a little awkward, but she'd always liked him and was happy to have a date.
They met that evening at Gambo's Pizza. They sat in a booth and ordered garlicky breadsticks and calzones. Mountain Dew washed it down.
"I saw you here a couple months ago," Abby said, her face smirky but gentle. "You were with the best looking girl in the place."
Richie realized it was Kelsey she was talking about. "Oh," he said, looking nervous. "She's a friend of mine. She...took me out for my birthday."
Abby wondered if the girl was an escort of some sort, but Richie didn't seem the type. The 'friend' was certainly affectionate, Abby remembered, and stunning looking. "Did you have fun?" she asked.
Richie blushed bright red. Abby could see he was embarrassed, so she didn't press him for an answer. The rest of the meal was much less stressful for Richie, with pleasant conversation and laughter.
"Wanna drink some wine?" Abby asked when they were through. "My mom and dad just left for New York City. They're going to a couple of Broadway shows, so I've got the wine cellar all to myself this weekend."
"Wine cellar?"
"It's not as fancy as it sounds, but there's enough so they never notice when a bottle or two goes missing."
"Nice! I never knew you were so devious," Richie smiled.
"And I never knew you had dates with redheads on your birthday. I'm tired of having a good reputation, anyway."
"Why would you be tired of that?"
"Why? Why
wouldn't
I? You know, Richie. You're sorta the same."
Richie nodded. He'd gone through high school being a 'good boy', and it wasn't much fun. The reputation still followed him, even though he was having more sex than the town stud.
Back at Abby's house, it didn't take long for her to make her desires known. She wasn't a highly sexed girl, but she was in the middle of a dry spell since breaking up with Stig. Richie seemed like a nice, safe boy to maybe have a friends-with-benefits thing with. It wasn't something she'd ever tried before, but some of her friends talked about that kind of thing.
Ten minutes later Richie was behind Abby, fucking her with long, steady strokes. He'd learned from Kelsey and the girls how to maintain a nice pace for a prolonged period of time. Abby had never experienced such a long, relentless build-up, and after he'd been at it for a while she had an orgasm that warped her mind. Richie held her hips tightly, working his cock deep inside her while her body trembled and quaked. He loved the reaction — it was almost as wonderful as Charity's never-ending body spasms.
When Abby's shaking thighs and twitching body started to calm, he started fucking again, hoping to overlap orgasm number two right into the first one, the way he'd learned with the girls. It was too much for Abby.
"No!...No!" she said, pushing their bodies apart. She pulled one knee to her chest and held it with her arms, still trembling. "Fffuuckk!" she whispered.
Richie sat back on his feet, wondering if he'd hurt her, or done something she didn't like.
"Godddd!" Abby whispered breathlessly, glancing shyly up at him as another tremble racked her body. "Jesus, Richie! How did you
do
that!"
"Do what? Are you okay?"
"Do
what
? Fuck, Richie! I guess I know what an orgasm is now!"
"You've never...?"
"No, I mean I sorta have, but not like
that
. Stig always...couldn't really last until I..."
"So, it was good? I thought maybe you wanted to stop."
"Stop? You mean you're not done?" she asked. She glanced at Richie's cock, still mostly hard, bobbing up and down with his heartbeat.
"No, but we can be done if you want. I mean..."
"Richie, what the fuck. How come word never got around school about you?"
"You mean...about sex? You guys talked about that?"
"A little. About guys that were supposed to be good and everything. I never did anything about it, like some of the girls. They wanted to try all the guys who were supposed to be good. I never heard your name mentioned." Abby propped herself up on her elbows. She smiled and reached for Richie's cock. "What are you, like Clark Kent or something?"
Richie smiled. Having Abby Lindeman's hand wrapped around his cock was the stuff of dreams. "I wanna watch you," he said as he flopped on his back. He reached for Abby, pulling her up for a ride. She giggled as she settled down on his hardness, and proceeded to ride herself to a second, eye-rolling orgasm. Watching Abby's face was too much for Richie — he lifted her off his red-hot cock, grabbed it in his fist and blew like a geyser.
"Fuck, Richie!" Abby gasped. She reached for the hot shaft, stroking it with a nice squeeze as slippery cum oozed onto her fingers. "That was...unbelievable," she said, watching her sticky fingers slide on the warm, hard flesh. She smiled sweetly. "Please tell me you can do that to me every time."
Richie smiled. Abigail Lindeman likes me! And she's naked, with her hand on my cock!
Abby reached for some tissues to clean up the mess while Richie reclined against some big pillows. Abby smiled sweetly again as she wiped the mess off his shrinking cock. She lay down up against the side of him, with her arm draped over his chest.
"You're different than I thought, Richie. I've never just laid with a guy like this. Stig and me, we always...covered up after."
"Really? We can if you want."
"No. This is nice." Abby's smile flared up again, but Richie couldn't see it. "You seem really comfortable with yourself. I mean, you should be, you're really cute, but I didn't expect you to be so..."
"What?"
"Sexy, I guess," Abby said. "Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Not, like, a real one, no."
"What does
that
mean?" Abby asked, lifting her head to look Richie in the eye. "You don't have one of those blow-up things, do you?"
"No!" Richie chuckled. "Just, some...friends."
"Friends with benefits, you mean? Who, Richie?" Abby's eyes were inquisitive, darting back and forth between Richie's. "Somebody from school? Who hooked up with you?"
Richie smiled. "It's a secret."
"Good answer," Abby smiled. "That means you won't tell anybody about me."
"Oh, tryin' to trick me, huh?" Richie teased. His hand went to Abby's wet pussy. "Tricky girls have to pay."
"Pay?" she giggled. Richie's fingers went inside her, making her moan. "How much?"
Richie didn't answer. His fingers went to work the way Kelsey had taught him, curling inside to the G spot while his thumb squeezed Abby's clit.
"Ohh ssshiitt!" she breathed. Her body went limp, flat on her back. A heavenly heat built in her, working it's tingling way all the way out to the tips of her fingers and toes. "Richie...!" she whispered. "Richie...!" The words stopped and her mouth opened. Her back arched high off the bed as a deep, full-body orgasm washed through her like a tsunami. When it was over Richie rolled her onto her stomach and mounted her jockey style, spreading her small ass cheeks with his hands so he could watch his cock sink into her pussy again.
"Fffuuckk!" she gasped. "Richie...!"
Richie groaned as he started to fuck again. He felt like a real live stud for the first time in his life, in total control as he fucked his dream girl, using all the carnal knowledge he'd been amassing.
"Holy shit Richie...!" Abby sighed. Yet another orgasm was building. She huffed out hot breath, clutching at the bed sheets with white knuckles as Richie fucked her to a thrilling, gasping finish.
Abby could barely move afterward, but she wanted to do something for Richie. For some reason she couldn't fathom, he was still hard, so she took his cock into her mouth. She wasn't really a blowjob girl — Stig had only received them on special occasions — but Richie had done things to her she couldn't imagine. He deserved all she could give him. It went beyond that, though, once she got the sticky, fragrant cock in her mouth. The beautiful hard thing had unleashed something in her that day, a completely new kind of orgasmic wonderfulness, so she went a little wild on it with her mouth. She surprised herself, and kind of liked it.
Richie liked it too. He looked down at his cock in Abigail Lindeman's hungry mouth, let his mind go, and came. He held her head gently in his hands, grunting as his body tensed. Abby let it happen, hungry to taste semen for the first time. There wasn't much, due to his huge geyser earlier in the proceedings, but it was a good first taste, sexy and carnal and oh so naughty. She even swallowed, without really thinking about it, as she mouthed her new favorite cock to softness.
When it was all over Abby didn't know what to say. She lay snuggled with Richie for a while, reveling in the most extraordinary sexual experience of her life.
"I wanna know how you know so much," she said, breaking a long, relaxing silence. "Back in school you weren't like this, were you?"
"No," Richie said, deciding to be honest. "I met a girl, through my photography. My neighbor hired me to take pictures of her, for advertising, for his website."
"Let me guess, the girl with the red hair, from the restaurant?"
"Yup."
"And?
"And what?"
Abby propped her head up on her elbow. "She just taught you lots of stuff? I probably seem really inexperienced compared to her."
"No! You're awesome!"
"Good answer," Abby smiled. "So, how long have you known her?"
"Just a few months."
"Really? She must be a hell of a teacher!"
"She's got friends. I just...sorta fell into the middle of it."
