I was eighteen and ready to graduate. She was turning seventeen in a few months. I was glad we had started what we had now, instead of later. At least we could enjoy it before I left for college.
We hadn’t spoken of returning home or how things had changed between us during our time away. I’m sure neither of us knew what we should do.
Our first day back to school went as normal. The regular routine with nothing out of the ordinary.
School had let out a couple hours ago and I was walking out to my car after basketball practice. I had decided to shower at the school and my hair was still drying as I neared my vehicle. As I threw my bag in, my phone buzzed.
It was my Rebecca. “My place?”
I text back, “When?”
“Now!”
Within fifteen minutes I was knocking on her door. She opened it quickly as she concealed herself behind the door. I entered and she closed it behind me. I soon understood why she was hiding behind the door.
She stood in only a pair of black panties and matching bra. Her long blond hair was lying across her shoulders. Our previous rendezvous came flooding into my mind.
Without hesitation, she pushed me towards the same sofa we had previously used. I settled on the couch as she straddled me. Her breasts heaved in my face as she leaned forward, pressing her lips to mine. Her body arched, her breathing heavy.
“You can never go away for that long again,” she moaned in my ear. “I’ve needed your cock.” Her anticipation over the past week had her ripping my shirt off in a hurry. She stood and walked around the back of the sofa. “Take off your pants. I have a bit of a surprise for you.”
I tilted my head back as she stood behind me. She reached forward and placed a piece of material over my eyes and secured it behind my head.
“Can you see?” she asked.
“No, not a thing.”
“Good.”
I heard her walk around from the back of the couch and stand in front of me.
“Now, in order for this surprise to work you cannot touch me or take off the blindfold until I tell you. Agreed?”
“Sure,” I said. If this was going to be anything like our first I wasn’t going to say or do anything to ruin it.
“Good. Do you like it when I suck your cock?”
I nodded.
I felt her kneel down in front of me. Her hands gently slid up my legs and lead to my cock.
Something felt different. I wasn't sure what it was. The blindfold? Her touch after having been with Rachel? I couldn’t tell what it was, but it was different than I remembered.
Her hands crept from my thighs towards my cock as she moved her body closer. She gently grabbed me, slowly stroking in a steady rhythm. Her hot breath caused my cock to rise. Her mouth was inches from my cock as she began licking the head. She traced gentle circles around the top, letting me slip inside her mouth momentarily before her tongue pushed me away again.
She began building up speed, alternating between her hand stroking me with the tip gently resting inside her mouth, to my cock reaching the back of her throat as her tongue danced across my shaft.
I longed to reach forward and feel her. To touch her. Her breasts were periodically brushing against my legs. Swaying as she moved her head along my shaft. Her moaning was subdued. I would feel momentary vibrations only to have them quickly end. Her speed was building and my ability to contain myself was diminishing.
“I’m going to come,” I muttered.
Her pace didn’t slow. It intensified. My hips starting bucking as I strained to push deeper into her mouth. She obliged, taking me in as far as she could. My cock hardened and I began to come in her mouth. At that instant, just as my release was taking over, a pair of lips pressed themselves hard against my mouth. Immediately I needed to see who was kissing me. The intensity of my orgasm, the confusion of who I was kissing and who was sucking my cock, caused me to reach for the blindfold around my eyes.
Rebecca quickly halted my action.
“Don’t take it off,” she said sharply. Softening her tone, she continued,“You promised."
I moved my hands back down. Not completely relaxed but willing to trust her for a moment longer. Whoever was on the ground was continuing to suck me clean. Sucking me dry as their tongue continued to trace along my shaft and head.
Rebecca, who I quickly deduced had kissed me, leaned in and began an intense kiss. Her tongue began circling around mine, neither of us able to penetrate deep enough. The sensation was only heightened by my cock being sucked. It had softened briefly; however, due to the constant attention, it was quickly recovering.