Date night

Matt pulled up to Lucy’s house to find her already waiting on her doorstep. She gave a tiny wave and then started toward the car. She wore a pair of black leggings that looked quite warm with a beige oversized sweater above. Her hair was straightened and it fell down her back. Matt always forgot how long it really was.

Lucy slumped into the seat of Matt’s old sedan. She had a smile on her face but it was sad smile.

“Hey,” she said meekly.

She returned the kiss Matt planted on her lips but it was nothing more than a peck.

Matt put the car back in drive and slowly pulled forward. This might turn into a long night.

—

By the time the teens were sat at their table they had spoken no more than ten words to each other. To Matt it seemed like this was the end. He wasn’t going to let it go without a fight, but the prospect of an easy transition to {if Cheat with Abigail=true} Abigal {endif} {if Cheat with Emily=true} Emily {endif} was certainly appealing.

No, Lucy was his girlfriend. He was committed to her.

“So, tell me about last night. What did you guys do?” Matt asked.

Lucy took a sip of water, “It was fine. We just hung out.”

Matt nodded. “Cool. Just... hung out?”

“Yup.”

Lucy wasn’t going to make it easy.

“Lucy, what’s up. Let me fix this,” Matt said quietly.

Lucy wiped one eye. “Matt...”

“Yes?” he said expectantly.

“Why did you have sex with me if you were going to... just blow me off like you did?”

Matt’s features softened and he started to answer but the waiter interrupted them. They ordered, awkwardly, and then they were alone again.

“Lucy, I really didn’t mean to ignore you. I was tired and I wasn’t thinking straight.” That was true, technically. “And I really messed up.”

“Matt, I regret it.”

“Regret what?”

“The sex. I shouldn’t have...” Lucy’s voice trailed off and she looked away.

“Why not? I... I did that with you because I feel so strongly about you.” He paused. He knew better than to say the L word at this point, but it would have sounded better that way.

He continued, “I didn’t just do that lightly.”

“We didn’t plan on that,” Lucy interjected, “it was supposed to easy stuff. Remember, I told you I wouldn’t blow you? I didn’t mean that we could skip that and just go fuck.”

“Then... but you asked me to,” Matt said.

Lucy shook her head. “I might have been... distracted.”

Matt looked at her quizzically.

“You know what I’m talking about,” she said quietly, leaning forward like she was telling a secret.

“Is... that the only reason?” He said, starting to feel a little hurt.

Lucy bit her tongue and paused, “Yes.”

Matt looked away this time. “So, when I thought I was having sex with my girlfriend because we... liked each other so much...”

“Matt, wait,” she tried to cut him off.

“You were just doing it because my dick was huge.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

“You can explain it, then,” he said.

“It’s... like, fuck, it’s hard to explain. I saw it and... and after the stuff we did the first time...”

Matt waited with growing impatience.

“And I couldn’t get it out of my head. I just kept seeing it and seeing it and... fuck, it was like if I didn’t let you fuck me then I would have wasted the only chance. If I didn’t do it right that second I’d never forgive myself. And, I didn’t realize until later, that it wasn’t that I wanted you... I wanted your dick.”

“So, really, you're upset that it was me instead of someone else.”

“No,” Lucy said with heat.

She licked her lips, “I didn’t want it to be someone else.”

“Lucy, I don’t get it. You regret doing it but would have regretted not doing it?”

“Yes, but... but no,” Lucy said. “I literally can’t think about anything else. Every time I think of you I think of it and then I just get... so fucking horny.”

That was the moment their food arrived. Lucy blushed a deep crimson and Matt couldn’t help but chuckle. It eased some of the tension and a genuine smile crept across Lucy’s face.

“I make you horny, huh?”

“I just miss the days before we did that, Matt. It felt more innocent and fun. Now it’s... I don’t know. Real.”

Matt paused to think. “I want it to be real, baby.”

Lucy poked at her pasta. “So do I.”

Matt swallowed a bite and washed it down. “Okay, so, not to be mean, but what did any of that have to do with yesterday and this morning?”

“I’m just frustrated, I guess. I didn’t mean to take it out on you. And...”

“And...?” he asked.

“And I was going to try and get you to come over last night... to do it again... and when you didn’t even answer I just felt silly.”

Matt’s eyes shifted. If she knew what he had been doing...

“I’m sorry. I wish I hadn’t missed out,” he said.

“Me too.” She paused dramatically, “but the night is still young.”

—

The rest of dinner was quite pleasant. With the issue sort of solved they could talk and laugh like normal. They stuffed themselves with pasta and Matt paid.

“What now?” Lucy asked.

“Little walk around Edgar Lake?”

The lake was only a mile or so from the restaurant and, thankfully, the wind had died down. Lucy’s hand rested on her boyfriend’s thigh during the short jaunt and Matt started thinking this date might have a very happy ending.

The leaves were turning on all the trees around the water and the piles of red and orange around the walkway only added to the crispness of the autumn air. The path wasn’t very crowded, both because the sun was going down and most of the day had been so dreary. There were a handful of joggers, like always, but the teens felt basically alone.

Lucy was draped around her boyfriend’s waist and had her head locked against his chest. Things felt better now and she felt more secure in this relationship than she had in any other. Matt showered her with kisses, especially in more secluded parts of the trail where no one could see them. She made out with him shamelessly, savoring every kiss and every moment.

Matt’s head felt clear. It was just Lucy, the lake, and he. Nobody else crept into his mind. He didn’t picture any other women while he kissed his girlfriend.

There’s a bench on the far side of the lake from the main parking area. It sits on an old section of trail that splits from the main path through a tight grove of trees. In the summer and spring it’s invisible through the dense branches, but in autumn it’s just accessible enough to squeeze through. When the teens came to the split they looked at each other, mischievous smiles plastered on their faces.

“Nothing crazy,” Lucy said, poking his chest playfully.

Matt dragged her through the brush and by the time they were on the bench it was on. He teased his hands under her sweater, slightly disappointed when he found a shirt, and managed her waist and chest. Meanwhile, Lucy held his face in her hands, sucking his tongue, letting their desire provide the warmth in autumn’s dying breath.

As far as teen make outs go it was fairly innocent. The couple didn’t rush anything or push the boundaries. Warm breaths smoked through the chill, wrapping around them softly. Matt was thinking about how far they could go and not get caught and, little did he know, Lucy was doing the same.

Lucy pulled away for a second and glanced around.

“What?” Matt whispered, lips on her cheek.

“Take me pants off!”

Matt chuckled and his fingers teased inside her waistband.

“Use your tongue, idiot,” she said playfully.

He exhaled an exaggerated sigh as her leggings slipped down her round ass.

“Shush, don’t complain.”

“Of course not,” he whispered through a grin, her leggings bunched around her ankles.

Matt looked around nervously and then dove right between his girlfriend’s smooth legs. Lucy shuddered at his touch, her wet sex pulsing with heat for him. He held her in place, gently dragging his tongue through the tight valley between her lips, tasting her and teasing her.

Lucy had to hold her mouth shut. Since the weekend she had been dreaming about this. She wanted Matt so bad last night the lust was a physical presence in her chest. Tonight he would make up for being absent.

Matt licked Lucy’s pussy long after his jaw began to throb. He was determined to finish her and the prospect of being caught added to the moment. Her hips were grinding against him, encouraging him to taste her. He dragged his tongue to her clit and flicked it again and again, the shivering flesh sending waves of heat through Lucy. He could feel that she was close.

The scratch of shoes on pavement snapped the teens out of their hormone fueled passion. Lucy jumped and the leggings on her ankles caught the back of Matt’s head, shoving his face into the bench she was vacating. She flipped unceremoniously over the back, squealing as she fell to the ground and scrambled to get her leggings back on. When she stood Matt was rubbing his forehead with a grimace. The intruder was long gone, completely unaware of the teenagers shaking in the brush.

Lucy laughed, falling against her boyfriend. He chuckled with her despite his sore head, wrapping one arm around her. The mood had been broken so they hit the trail again, both of the teens spectacularly horny for each other.

—

It got dark fast. By the time they arrived back at the car it was pitch black. The shivering teens waited for the car to warm up a bit before leaving.

“I’m glad we did this,” Lucy said.

Matt agreed, holding her hand across the center console.

“I’m sorry I ignored you last night.”

“I’m sorry I projected stuff onto you.”

There wasn’t much to say for the rest of the drive. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable, however.

Matt pulled up to Lucy’s house. He turned to kiss her goodnight but she had other ideas.

“Oh, I thought you were... never mind,” she teased.

“What?”

“I thought you were going to take me to the dead end...”

Matt grinned and shoved the car back into drive.

—

The backseat of a car is not a very romantic place under any circumstances. It’s not very comfortable and it’s cramped. It does the job in a pinch as a love spot but it’s hardly anyone’s first choice. These problems are even more pronounced when one person has a really big dick.

Matt and Lucy rolled around the backseat, trying to find a comfortable position. Their pants were... somewhere, lost in the passion of youth. Lucy was on her back, her naked legs wrapped around her boyfriend’s waist, waiting for him to find the space to get his giant, throbbing cock into her.

“Come on baby, give it to me,” she whispered.

He bit his lip and was just able to get his taught cockhead lined up with her soaking entrance. They moaned together as he sunk his hips and penetrated her. Lucy came instantly, the tension that had hung over her for days finally releasing in a flood of the translucent honey around her boyfriend’s raging erection. Matt groaned as her tight entrance coiled with her orgasm. He knew he didn’t have much time, his thrusts fast and shallow, just sliding inside enough so she could take him.

“Deeper,” Lucy whispered.

Matt obliged, pushing forward and holding himself in place to test her sopping cunt.

She took more than he expected until half his cock was swallowed by her quaking passage. She moaned softly in the small car, squirming beneath him.

With the depth settled Matt lay on his girlfriend and bucked his hips, fucking her tight cunt with as much of his huge meat as he could. Lucy’s jaw gaped open and her eyes fluttered as he stuffed her again and again.

“Oh, Matt... Matt...” Lucy changed as the car started to rock.

Matt kissed her hard, tongue invading her mouth as he thrusted wildly inside her. She felt insanely tight, her muscles squeezing every inch of his shaft he could fuck her with. They moaned together, lost in the passion and heat of their backseat love session.

Lucy felt her boyfriend twitch inside her, a heavy throb that surged through her like lightening. His cock, strong as steel, seemed to reform her guts into the perfect love tunnel for its massive girth. He was stretching her so wide in the best way, overwhelming every resistance her body could muster and plowing deep into her teenage pussy. As her head swam with the intensity of his lust she came again, legs quivering and going numb.

Lucy’s second orgasm was so strong that Matt could hardy get force himself into her. Her drenched passage was like a vise that threatened to milk him empty.

He couldn’t take it any more. He lost control, his full weight pressing against the smaller brunette, and he straight up flooded her womb with seed.

Lucy squealed as he came inside her, each hard pulse of his cumming manhood making her legs twitch around his waist. Matt sunk deeper, another inch or two buried in Lucy’s teenage body.

When Matt regained control of himself he turned his head to meet Lucy’s gaze. Her pussy was shaking, sensitive and warm, as if drinking every last drop of Matt’s salty cum.

“Holy fuck, that was a lot,” she said. The mass of semen seemed like it was boiling inside her, a bubbling mass of her boyfriend’s desire.

“Yeah...” he whispered in response.

They held in place for a moment. When Matt tried to sit he braced one hand on her waist. Lucy felt the pressure shift the giant ocean of cum he had pumped into her and it felt hot as fuck.

Matt pulled out, the release of his tip sending an aftershock through Lucy’s senses. He scrambled for her clothes while Lucy tried to hide the fact that she was using her hand to keep as much of his load inside her as possible. Being stuffed with jizz had never been especially hot to her before but, at least for now, it was about the sexiest thing she could think of.

—

Back at Lucy’s house Matt decided to walk her to the door. She hobbled, her womanhood so sensitive that her leggings were rubbing her nearly into being up for round two. Matt didn’t usually walk her to the door like this but it was the least he could do.

“So, don’t be mad but...”

Matt’s eyes went wide. He thought he knew what it was about.

“I’m not on any birth control...”

Suddenly, that conversation reappeared in his memory. She hadn’t been on anything because her parents thought birth control would make her have sex in the first place. After turning 18 she just hadn’t gone to the doctor yet.

“Oh fuck, you’re right.”

Lucy kissed his cheek. “It’ll be fine. We’ll figure it out. I’m not mad.”

An anxious knot formed in Matt’s gut anyway, not unlike the knotted mass of his semen he hasn’t just dumped into Lucy. It was a gross comparison but a fair one.

“I’m going to be a wreck until we know for sure,” he said.

Lucy pulled him toward her, kissing him with heat. She let her lips comfort him. It would be okay. And, if she were honest, Matt’s willingness to so easily cum inside her without protection just made it all so much hotter.

“That makes me feel a little better,” Matt whispered.

“I’ll give you another tomorrow,” she promised. She kissed his cheek one more time.

“I think I’m falling for you, Matthew.”

Before he could say anything she disappeared into her house.