"Something serious"

"Something serious" You say, closing your hand over Alice's. She looks at you, her eyes full of emotions.

“With me?” She manages to warble out. You have **** but to smile.

“Yes with you.” You reply, reaching over the table and romantically resting your hand on her cheek.

“Are you sure?” She asks, averting her gaze even as she leans into your hand. “I’m not all that cute or pretty or anything or―”

“Yes you are. You’re cute.” You state, and she blushes hard. “You’re also smart, which is very attractive I’ll have you know.”

“I, uhh” she starts. “Well if you really want me again, then who am I to say no?” She smiles, tears forming in the corner of her eyes.

“Good, because you make me very happy.” You say, a big grin working across your face. Her face turns scarlet and you can feel the heat of her face coming through your hand. Then she bats your hand away from her face. She stands up, grabbing your plates and cups.

“Ok ok, that’s enough lovey dovey talk for one day.” She huffs, getting up from the table. You get up as well, ostensibly to go brush your teeth.

“I didn’t remember you being so weak to romance.” You chuckle.

“I’m not saying anything.” She beams, putting on her apron and cracking open the dishwasher. “I’ll get started getting the dishes out.” However in doing so, she bends down at the waist, displaying the fact that she, on top of not wearing any bra, is also not wearing any panties. It’s simply too much to bear for you. She’s being a tease. You strut over to her, grabbing her hips as you step up behind her.

“That won’t be the only thing you’re doing.” You chuckle at her.

“Hey, stop that.” She giggles mischievously, trying to wriggle her hips out of your grasp. You let her get away from one of your hands, so you can plant it between her legs and rub it against her defenseless pussy. She goes tense.

“You like that, don’t you?” You growl into her ear. Alice merely gasps back at you as you continue to massage her opening with your fingers. She grabs the counter for support as you feel her pussylips start to moisten against your digits. You press your middle finger inside her and she whines.

“Did your hands get bigger?” She gasps as you piston your finger into her folds. Honestly? You remove your finger from her hot box and take a look at your hand, a line of juices stringing back to her crotch.

“I don’t think so.” You say. You see her scoot her butt back towards you.

“Why’d you stop?” She whines. “Please!” You acquiesce, and double up your fingers. Even with just two fingers her insides grip tightly, her knees knocking together as you saw your fingers back and forth inside her pussy. You grab her shoulder, helping you work your fingers deeper into her wet gash.

“You like this?” You ask, massaging her insides in little circles.

“Don’t stop.” She groans, her eyes shut, elbows on the counter. You can hear her breaths coming faster and faster, like a steam train at speed. You speed up your fingers, going back and forth from pistoning in and out to mixing up her insides. You can feel her love juices running down your fingers, dripping down to the floor from your knuckles.

“You’re getting close.” You state, feeling her insides squeeze your fingers. Your cock twitches in your pants.

“Uh-huh.” Alice agrees, her breath coming on ragged and fast. You finger her deeper, your hand going plap plap plap against her ass, making it jiggle with each thrust. Her insides are like hot butter on your hand, juices splattering down on the floor. Alice lets out a scream like someone is letting the air out of a balloon and goes tight on and under your hand. Her shoulder shakes, her insides pulse against your fingers, and her knees knock against each other in shivering pleasure. Once she is finished shaking you retract your fingers, she melts down to the floor, exhausted. You drop your drawers, kicking your pants and briefs off your feet and greeting her fluttering eyes with your cock.

“Oh my.” Alice says, looking up at you with a big stupid post-orgasm grin on her face. “Did I do that?”

“Yeah, and now you’re going to take care of it.” You state, picking a happily squealing Alice up in one swift motion and setting her on her back on the kitchen counter. Just picking her up, you feel an electric and wet sensation as your cock pressing against her pussy lips.

“You say that like I’m complaining.” She purrs, adjusting her glasses and smiling at you. You lock eyes with her as you grind your cock head up and down against her slit, feeling out her opening by brute ****. Her face contorts, her mouth an open o, as you plunge into her.

“Oh” You groan as you press into her hot insides,

“Oh fuck.” She squeals, hugging your neck and pulling you against her. You start pistoning into her, deeper and deeper. It’s an easier time opening her up than last night, and it isn’t too long until you are using your full length to pound away at her raw insides.

“I love you Alice!” You growl into her ear between the grunts and moans.

“John!” She squeals, burying her head into your shoulder, hugging you tighter. You feel her pussy give your member a hard squeeze.

“I love you so much Alice!” You groan, and she twitches again, gasping for breath. You feel your balls tighten, the sensation of your own orgasm rising quickly.

“Love me harder!” She squeals back at you, locking her legs together behind you. You kiss her, hard and deep on the lips. Your bodies move as one, thrusting together, drawing apart, and thrusting back together. You hug her waist, your hips rocking into her, mixing up her insides. She hugs you tighter still with both her arms and legs, slowing your thrusting to a more sustainable tempo. Your balls start to ache in protest, having gotten so close to spilling your spunk. You stay like this as long as you can, balls deep in Alice, your tongue dancing with hers, giving herself up to you and you likewise to her. It’s a magical sensation how much she wants you, here and now, from the way her legs hold you tightly but gently, to the way she’s passionately kissing you. It warms a part of your heart that you’d forgotten about, left in prehistory, that is now blazing like a fire. Inevitably you both have to come up for air, and break your kiss. Alice rests her head on your shoulder.

“I love you John.” She whispers.

“I love you too Alice.” You reply. She lets out a warbling noise, like she’s on the verge of tears. “What’s wrong?” You reflexively ask.

“I’m,” she sniffles, “I’m just so happy right now.” She digs her face into your shirt, bumping her glasses.

“Me too.” You reply, lovingly rubbing her back. You feel a couple tears wet your shirt, but you’re confident that they are tears of joy.

“I wouldn’t mind staying like this forever.” Alice sighs, giving you a squeeze. You feel your cock twitch deep inside Alice in kind.

“Yeah.” You agree, feeling the heat pouring off her core. You rest there for a long moment, just drinking everything about her. Her hair smells like your shampoo. Her breath is slow and steady at rest.

“But,” Alice blushes, “I also want to feel you finish inside me.” You feel her pussy contract around you in agreement.

“Oh,” you reply, feeling your cock twitch in agreement. She looks you in the eyes, face red, eyes pleading.

“Please cum inside me John.” She gasps, grinding her hips into you.

“Gladly.” You grunt out, starting to piston into her again, her legs still locked behind your back. You thrust into her wet slit, raising a chorus of wet slaps, grunts, and moans.

“Oh fuck.” Alice moans, pressing her chest to yours. You let go of her back, grabbing her hips and thrusting faster into her, her body shaking with each impact.

“God you’re hot” You groan out in her ear, slamming your member into her hips. You feel her tighten up around you, her pussy coiling around your length.

“Please John, I’m getting close.” She pants at you, squeezing you inside her.

“Cum for me.” You command, throwing your weight into her. Sloppy noises fill your kitchenette, juices running down your legs and making a mess on the floor. You feel her squeeze your insides again. Your cock slamming into her insides as fast as your legs can manage.

“Oh fuck.” She answers.

“Cum for Alice.” You repeat, grinding your teeth as your thighs burn and your balls tighten. You feel your cock burning up, her insides frying it. You grip her hips, holding on to her for dear life and her legs squeeze your waist hard.

“Oh my God oh my God fuck fuck fuck―” Alice squeals, her body growing tense again around you inside and out. You feel her wind up and then hit her climax all at once, her whole body contracting, squeezing you. Her pussy wrings your cock, and wills you on to your own orgasm. It hits you like a freight train, throwing your hips forwards into her one more time.

“Take it!” You roar as it overtakes you. Balls deep in her seething insides. your cock explodes, painting her insides with thick alabaster ropes. You are frozen there up on your curled toes, pinned inside her by her shaking legs, feeling rope after rope fly. Even as she relaxes against you, you realize that you're not even close to stopping, and as your thick cream backs up and starts drooling out of her cunt, she lets out a happy groan.​ You keep your dick hilted deep in her pussy, quietly grunting as you wait for your balls to run dry.

“Wow.” She pants as your balls are finally exhausted. You try to pull out, but her legs refuse to let you. So you remain standing on wobbly knees, your cock deflating inside her throughly fucked tunnel.

“That was good.” You sigh and kiss her cheek.

“Definitely,” Alice replies, giving you another full body squeeze and then releasing you from her clutches. You stumble back. You and Alice both grunt when your cockhead pops out from her cunny, a trail of syrupy cum oozing down to the counter and then from there on down to the floor.

“Wow.” You say, observing your handiwork.

“Jesus.” Alice adds, reaching down and spreading her petals. It takes a long moment for the rivilet of cum to slow to a dribble. Then Alice wobbles down off the counter and waddles to your room, leaving you. You reach over and grab a kitchen towel and toss it on the spreading mess of cum and juices on the floor, then hitch up your briefs and shorts, to discover that they too are soaked. You hear the toilet flush as you change your clothes, the ruined ones landing in your hamper with a resounding splat. Alice walks out of the bathroom wearing her tights under your shirt. She waddles up to you and kisses you.

“Are you good?” You ask, hugging her.

“Never better.” She sighs, hugging you back.

“Good.” You state. Then she breaks the hug.

“Shoo,” she says, “I can’t get packed with you in here. You’re too distracting.”

“Ok ok.” You conceded, stepping over the towel in the kitchen and sitting down on the couch in the living room. Alice follows a few minutes later, waddling over to you and setting her bag on the couch, shoving her sweater, bra, and apron into it. She sighs, looking despondent.

“These panties are gonna be a write off,” she groans, her breasts jostling as she runs her hands up through her hair, She lays back on the couch next to you. ”I can feel it still dripping out.”

“Oops.” You offer.

“Though,” Alice says with a wicked grin on her face, “to be honest I wouldn’t mind it if you make it a habit of leaving me leaking. I think it’s kinda hot.”

“Do you?” You say, genuinely surprised but also acting dramatic, a big shit eating grin on your face. She rolls her eyes at you.

“Also I’m already sore enough to say that work at the library is going to be canceled because of a severe case of shaky legs. Enjoy your day off.” She groans as she gets up. “What’s your number by the way?” You exchange phone numbers as you help her up to her feet.

“Do I get my shirt back?” You ask, opening the door for her.

“No, consider it punishment for ruining my panties.” She simpers and gets up on her tiptoes to kiss you. You kiss her back as she leaves.

“Bye.” Alice smiles as she wobbles down the stairs.

“See you soon.” You reply. Like that she is in her car and off. You sit down on the couch and turn on the TV. You stretch and groan, lying down on your back on the uncomfortable couch. The glasses from last night are still here, completely empty. You look through the door and see strings of cum still making their way down the floor from the countertop. You sigh, then **** yourself up and get to work.