He panics, but Emily doesn’t allow it

The sex may have been incredible but Emily wasn’t expecting Matt to turn into a basket case immediately after.

“Okay, what’s going on?” she asked after he rebuffed her.

Matt didn’t know how to answer that. He didn’t want to tell Emily that he had just cheated on his girlfriend, but he was going to need an explanation for his behavior.

“Was that your first time?” Emily asked after a minute.

Matt brightened up. That was the perfect cover. He could pretend to be a little clueless about sex and play it off as just being young and stupid. He wouldn’t even need to lie that much since it was only his second sexual experience.

“No, but... almost,” he replied.

“Okay, listen, get me a towel from the bathroom,” she pointed to a door to their left, “and I’ll get cleaned up and we can talk about it.”

—

Emily tossed the towel from the bed into a pile in a corner of the room.

“I can’t believe it didn’t land on the bed at all,” she remarked with some amazement, “especially since you came, like, a fucking gallon.”

Matt nodded, “Yeah, crazy.”

“So, what’s going on. If it wasn’t your first time why are you... so agitated?”

Emily wasn’t entirely sure why she was doing this. She wasn’t Matt’s mom. She had her weird teen growing moments and didn’t really want to be around for someone else’s... but damn that was some fucking incredible sex and she wanted more. She pushed her hair out of her face and met his gaze.

“I don’t know. Just felt like I did something wrong.”

“I think it’s weird you went out of your way to try and hang out with me and now you’re the one being like this after we fucked.”

Matt couldn’t disagree. He should be celebrating that he was able to get in Emily’s pants in the first place. A lot of guys his age would kill for an experience like this.

The issue was he had a girlfriend.

“Okay, I’m sorry. I guess I just don’t really know what I’m doing,” Matt said.

“What is it you want with me, Matt?” Emily asked, though it sounded more like a demand.

Matt decided to tell the truth, well, at least part of it.

“Okay, well, I don’t know. I decided to go to the festival just because I could see you again but I didn’t expect to talk to you or anything.”

Emily pondered that for a moment. “So you were just being creepy.”

Matt looked down, “Yes... and I’m sorry. I was super attracted to you at school and wanted to see you again. And then we had fun and then...” he let his voice trail off.

“It was fun, wasn’t it,” Emily said. “I wouldn’t have brought you here if I didn’t like you.”

That lifted Matt’s spirits a little, but in the back of his mind he kept seeing Lucy. He didn’t want to hurt her. He wanted to remain committed. But he would be lying if he said Emily wasn’t better in bed. He knew that was because Lucy was inexperienced and she would improve. He knew their emotional bond would make any sex even hotter. But...

But what if he had an emotional bond with Emily, too?

He was getting ahead of himself, but it was a nice fantasy.

“All right. Well, here we are. What is it you want?” Emily said. She let the question hang in the air but didn’t give Matt time to answer. “And don’t say a relationship because, honestly, the angst right after sex is not it.”

She continued, “I’ll tell you what I think. I think you’re in over your head and you basically got here by accident. I think you’re a little too immature for me to spend a lot of time with.”

Matt looked away. She had him pinned. And she killed his fantasy before it even began.

Emily wasn’t done. “But damn that was really good sex. Like, really good. I can’t believe you didn’t try to brag about your dick.”

“Would you have believed me?” Matt asked.

Emily laughed. “Not at all.”

Matt chuckled with her.

“So, how about this,” Emily said, “we’ll hang out a little, get to know each other, then we can decide on whatever it is we are.”

Matt shook his head.

“And, can I be honest?” Emily asked. “If you’re going to be angsty a lot and make me take charge of everything then this will not work out.”

“I will fix that,” Matt said.

“Excellent, now, I realize I’m about to contradict myself, but I want you to fuck me again.”

—

Emily straddled Matt’s face, grinding her pussy across his open mouth. She drilled his head into the mattress, moaning as he tasted her, legs quivering beneath her. Her body shuddered on top of him, drenching his face while she let her mind wander and relish in fantasy. Behind her his cock was erect, just waiting for her to be ready for it again. She bit her lip and smiled as she moaned louder and louder. He hands groped at her fat ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh.

Matt could hardly breathe, tongue probing the blonde’s bald sex. Her moans were muffled by her thighs but on either side of his head. He held her tight but his mind was not in Emily’s bed. He had made a conscious choice to cheat on Lucy twice in the same night. His chest was tight with regret but Emily was making it hard to focus on his guilt. Matt wanted to push Lucy aside, just for tonight, to enjoy the sexy blonde riding his face and relish in the way she worshipped his cock but he couldn’t let Lucy go.

Emily came, soaking his face with fresh fluid. He spluttered in the flood but she didn’t stop. Her pussy begged him to forget his girlfriend.

Emily stood for a moment, turning around so she was facing Matt’s erection. Her wet hole returned to his mouth and Matt felt her wet lips around his throbbing cock head. He moaned into her sweet cunt, lapping it hungrily, and she returned the passion on his cock. Her hands pumped it as she stretched her lips around as much of him as she could.

After a few moments Emily and lay next to Matt on her knees, ass in the air with her face down next to his. She kissed him for a moment, passionate, and then moaned softly, “Give it to me, baby.”

Matt obeyed, lining his cock up from behind her, impaling her tight sex until he couldn’t force it any deeper. Most of his shaft remained outside, her pussy unable to accommodate his massive girth.

“Fuck yes, fuck me! Fuck me!” Emily groaned.

Matt obeyed, working his raging cock back and forth inside Emily’s soaking womanhood. He assumed he wouldn’t last long and after only a couple minutes of fucking her incredible cunt he was ready to burst. Emily was screaming his name, begging for more, and Matt wished he could get the rest of his shaft inside her. He wanted to pound her, rail her, with every inch of his giant fuckstick.

Matt grunted and came, eyes fluttering as her cunt milked his load right into her aching womb.

“Oh fuck yes, I want your cum you fucking stud!”

—

Matt couldn’t sleep.

He lay in Emily’s bed, her naked body nestled against him, sound asleep with her head on his chest and an arm around his waist.

He had successfully pushed Lucy from his mind until now. He and Emily had watched movies and snuggled naked for hours, fooling around every few minutes. The passion and chemistry only seemed to grow as the night went on.

He glanced at the clock. 3:04 am.

They almost had sex a third time but Emily was so sore they decided to wait. Matt knew she’d want some tomorrow before taking him to school and how would he be able to say no?

He couldn’t stop thinking about Lucy. He had betrayed her and felt like an ass for doing so. She didn’t deserve to be treated like this. He could have at least messaged her. He’d have to explain that tomorrow for sure. He stared at the ceiling, dreading the morning.

Matt glanced down at the blonde head nestled against his chest. He definitely felt something for Emily that wasn’t just sexual. In fact, he felt he might be falling for her. Could that be the crazy sex talking? Yes. But he could say the same about Lucy. Part of him just wanted to blame his dick but that would be stupid.

Matt let out a sigh. He was exhausted. He needed to sleep.

He would have to make a choice sooner or later. There was no way around it. He could try and be Lucy’s boyfriend and Emily’s casual date as long as possible but he wouldn’t be able to do both. He could try, he supposed, but the guilt would kill him eventually. He needed another date with Lucy, frankly. He needed to look into her eyes again. He knew if he could see the deep pools of brown he would feel better; it would settle him. It wouldn’t make him come clean, but maybe it would clear his mind enough to make better choices. He looked down at Emily again. Well, this wasn’t that terrible of a decision, really.

—

Matt maybe slept two hours before the alarm jolted he and his blonde lover awake.

“Good morning,” she said, quickly pulling him into a deep kiss.

“I hate to disappoint you but I’m too sore, still,” she said. It actually made Matt feel better since he could go to school without the added guilt of having fucked another woman right before trying to be a good boyfriend again.

“Don’t worry about it,” he said, returning Emily’s kiss.

Emily spoiled him with breakfast. Her roommate was with her.

“Hey,” the woman said simply, “have fun last night?”

Emily threw a paper towel at her, “Nicki! Stop!”

Nicki looked to be the same age as Emily. She was wearing modest, baggy pajamas that hid basically everything about her figure. She was pretty, though, even looking rather disheveled from sleep. Her bright red hair was tied up into a bun.

“Hi, I’m Matt,” he said.

“I know,” Nicki said, flashing a mischievous look to Emily.

Nicki left them alone but breakfast was pretty silent.

“Wish you didn’t have school,” Emily said, “I had a lot of fun.”

“Me too,” Matt said with a mouth full of pancake.

“I don’t know what’s going to happen with us, since you’re still in high school, but—“

Matt cut her off. “We can deal with that later. We can take it slow and figure it out later.”

It sounded smart but Matt didn’t want to have a talk about a relationship when he was going to see his actual girlfriend in an hour.

Emily dropped Matt off a couple blocks from the school, just in case anyone saw. She couldn’t be a nurse there if she was screwing around with a student, after all. He kissed her goodbye without shame and then walked toward the building, not exactly ready to face his girlfriend.