Pole Position

“I see...I see…I see myself sitting on the edge of the hot tub,” Trent spoke in an airy, wispy wizardly voice, like he’d seen psychics on television use, as he rose out of the water and placed himself on the side of hot tub. “You’re here too, kneeling in front of me.”

He opened one eye half way to check if she was doing it. Victoria giggled. Now that she’d got him using his brain, she’d created a monster. It wasn’t a stretch to guess what came after her kneeling in the hot-tub between the legs of the linebacker. Part of her worried that she was going too far. This whole day she’d tried to keep to herself, scared that if she dared to act out sexually, all those feelings she had when she was with Shawn would come screaming back. Until she’d stumbled, unable to resist the temptation of Madison, teasing her with the idea of Shawn’s cum still deep inside her little hole.

On the other hand, she had just cum, and nothing had happened. The world hadn’t come crashing down around her. And Trent had been the one to make it happen. Surely, he deserved at little something…or a big, hard something by the looks of his cock jutting stiffly from between his strong, masculine legs, still dripping with water from the hot tub. It couldn’t do that much harm, and he had been a good sport up until now. She bit her lip and nodded, making a squeezing motion between her fingers and thumb to indicate that he should close his eyes.

Satisfied that he couldn’t see, she peeled her loose t-shirt off her body and threw it to one side on top of a deck chair. Her large, bell shaped breasts dropped out into the cool, open air, a sensation that would have hardened her nipples were they not already stiff and swollen from Trent’s finger dancing around her clit only moments earlier. She told herself that she didn’t want to get it wet, as she followed the black teen’s instructions and sank to her knees in front of him, the water rising up to her hips.

The sound of the water shifting and gently splashing around the sides told him that she had complied, so he continued, “you’re reaching out with your hand, and wrapping your fingers around my cock.”

Victoria felt warm and light-headed just hearing him say those words, exhaling sharply when he said the word cock. How many of these had she seen, touched…fucked…by now? But Trent practically instructing her to take his dick in her hands had her melting. With a trembling hand, her body shaking with a nervous lust, she extended her arm and took his dick in her hand. As warm as her body felt, his cock felt even hotter in her palm. She simply held it, allowing the heat to sink into her skin, the warmth flowing between them every time the thick, hard member throbbed.

“Oh shit, that’s good…now jack it…” Trent gasped, his rock-hard cock itching to be touched since the phone call with Tanya. “I mean, I, uh, see, you stroking my dick.”

She chuckled breathily, amused that her very touch could make him forget about the imagination game they were playing. Not that she minded. Perhaps she would have stopped before, to tease him, but as she began to move her hand up and down his thick, black meat, feeling the skin move with every motion, she knew there was no chance of her simply letting go now. In fact, Trent’s cock was so fat one hand just wasn’t doing it. Victoria panted as she grasped the dick in both hands, her heart fluttering at the lewdness of the sight in front of her, two little white hands pumping a big, black dick.

“Fuuc-kuh, yeah, jerk my dick with both hands…” Trent groaned, thrusting his hips into her grasp as she began to build up speed. “But you don’t stop there. You’re lowering your head, and opening your mouth...”

Without hesitation, Victoria bowed her head and took Trent’s cock in her mouth before he could even finish painting the picture. She gently placed a wet kiss on his tip, before sliding her lips wider, moving over his cockhead at the same time until her mouth was stretched into a tight ‘O’ around his glans. Sucking on his tip, her hands remained on his shaft, cupped around his girth as they bounced up and down along his length between his balls and her own mouth. Her tongue flicked against his slit, and slithered circles around his exposed head, tasting the thick pre-cum that had begun to build up.

“Aaha, shit, that’s good, your pretty little mouth on my dick feels so good,” Trent sighed, as Victoria bobbed her head, licking his tip as she took another inch of his cock into her mouth. “Keep this up and you might actually supplant Amber as the best cock sucker.”

Victoria’s chest swelled with pride. She wasn’t normally competitive. She always just tried her best and usually that was good enough. But hearing that ‘her best’ was better than Amber or anyone other girl who’d had their lips wrapped around Trent’s cock triggered something inside Victoria. She wanted that title. She wanted to overthrow all those sluts that thought she was innocent or a prude. She wanted Trent to tell them how Victoria Walker gave him the best blowjob of his life.

With renewed vigor, Victoria sank her mouth down on Trent’s cock, taking half of his fat cock into her mouth. It wasn’t that he was terribly long dicked, slightly above average Victoria might have guessed, as she mentally compared him to Shawn in her mind, remembering the taste of his cock in her throat as her head hung over the edge of his pool table. But Trent was thicker, a solid, fat piece of meat that strained the corners of her mouth as she opened wide to accept him. She licked around his shaft as she bobbed her read, determined to fit more of him inside her little mouth, lubricating him up so he could slide in easier.

As Victoria repeated the motion, slurping and salivating over his dick, the teens jumped at the sound of Trent’s phone vibrating. She hoped he would ignore it but instead he reached over and picked it up, opening his eyes at the same time to look at the screen. There was no more pretending. No more games. She was just a very real naked girl sucking on his cock outdoors in a hot tub. Though the area around the cabin was usually empty, the cabins themselves rather isolated, she thought of people passing by, hearing the loud dick sucking coming from Heather’s deck.

Trent reached out and pulled the hair back from her face. She looked up, catching his eye as he grinned and brought a finger to his lips, indicating that she should remain quiet. Victoria nodded, his cock still in her mouth, then watched, with eyes widening as Trent brought the phone to his ear, answering the call.

“Hey, Amber, babe…I…” he began, stopping as the girl on the other end cut him off. “Yeah, I’m sorry I had to cancel. Uh…Heather, um, really needed someone to…ah…babysit for her.”

Victoria pouted as she lifted her head from his lap, the cock slipping from her mouth with a pop as she glared at him with humorless eyes, not much appreciating being compared to a child. But Trent simply placed a strong, wide, black hand on top of her golden hair and guided her mouth back to his cock as he continued, answering Amber. “Why wouldn’t Heather ask me to babysist? Kids love me. She looks really happy playing with her toy right now.”

That line made Victoria smirk, she had to admit, as she slid her lips from his cock again, but this time kept her tongue closer, hanging from her mouth as her hand at the base of his cock wiggled the entire rod, making it slap noisily against her tongue. Trent groaned, and hissed at Victoria through gritted teeth to keep it down. She smiled to herself as she sank her mouth down around his cock again, happy in the knowledge that, say what he might, she was the one in control.

“Oh fuck, this kid is good with a toy,” Trent gasped, feeling Victoria’s lips two thirds of the way down his shaft now, her tongue licking over every inch of his cockflesh. “What?” He said, irritably to Amber. “Oh, I just mean, she really knows how to, ah, play.”

Victoria giggled, humming on his cock as she listened to Trent basically tell Amber how good Victoria was. Part of her almost wanted him to just come right out and say it, tell the stupid cheerleader how the innocent, little nerd gave better blowjobs. But hiding it from her, keeping her oblivious, was fun too. She licked and sucked a little harder on his cock, slurping and suckling loudly deliberately, wondering if Amber could hear the sounds of cock-sucking over the phone.

“Uh, no, um…all the girls went out…ah, no, no, not, um not all the cheerleaders are here, just t-two,” Trent replied to her questions through gritted teeth, trying to maintain his composure and speaking loud enough to disguise Victoria’s loud, sloppy sucking. She took a hand off his cock, bobbing up and down while raising a hand with three fingers. “Three? Right, three, yes, there are three cheerleaders up at the cabin at the minute…no I don’t think they’re trying to cut you and Tanya out.”

Trent rolled his eyes at the cheerleader bullshit. He put up with it because Amber and Tanya were easy lays and they were good for a booty call when he couldn’t find any fresh meat. But with Victoria sucking on his cock, trying to entertain Amber’s insecurity over an inner circle within the cheerleaders was the last thing we wanted to do. He was almost about to hang up on her, definitely making her very angry, and probably cutting him off for at least a few weeks, when she asked a question that piqued his interest.

“Huh, oh, yeah, I was talking to Tanya just a little while ago,” he admitted down the phone, his eyes trained on Victoria, both hands on his thighs now as she dunked her head on his dick with nothing more than the strength of her slender, little neck. “What? Oh, no, I didn’t, uh, have phone sex with her…ah…look, I should…wait…hold on.”

As he tried to end the conversation, Victoria’s head shook from side to side, his cock still lodged in her mouth. He covered the receiver with his hand, dropping his voice to a whisper as he looked down at the hot blonde and said, “You don’t want me to hang up?” His voice was a mixture of excitement and disbelief as she shook her head again. “But…what if she wants to have phone sex?” Victoria nodded, cock in her mouth bouncing along with her cute, flushed face. “You want us to have phone sex…while you suck on my cock?” He sounded like a kid on Christmas. He only thought all of his dreams had come true earlier, now all of his fantasies were coming true as well.

Finally, Victoria popped the cock from her mouth and said, quite plainly, “It’ll be good practice for your imagination.”

She pushed her lips back down on his cock, causing him to groan, partly from the sensation of her warm, wet lips on his shaft, but his body buzzed like it had never done before as he let her suggestion sink in. He swallowed and cleared his throat, and turned back to the phone, taking his hand away.

“Ok, sorry, the kid, um, wanted some attention. And I wanted to confess that I lied about the phone sex,” he admitted, pausing to hear Amber’s response. “Well, it didn’t go too far. Tanya’s not very good at it. I think she lacks imagination.”

Victoria choked slightly on his dick as she jerked with laughter, listening as he painted his own flaw as Tanya’s. She imagined Tanya’s face the next time she talked to Amber, who would no doubt rub it in that she’d had better phone sex with Trent, hearing that Trent accused her of no imagination. She pictured Tanya’s embarrassment and humiliation. Where had this come from?, She absently wondered, still sucking diligently on Trent’s cock. Amber and Tanya were never overtly mean to her, being at least civil because she was Ashley’s friend. And yet, a sense of satisfaction washed over Victoria, knowing that while they fought over Trent, in his mind, any time a girl so much as touched his cock, he’d be thinking of her.

“Oh, you want to try phone sex too? I don’t know…I am babysitting…I guess…if you insist…”Trent made an act of being unsure, which only made Amber more adamant.

The girls had always been competitive with each other. That had been half the reason Trent ended up fucking them both. The other half was that he probably would have pursued them anyway. At a party, he’d been drinking and flirting with both girls all night long but at the end of the evening it was Amber he’d found himself alone with. When Tanya heard, she was furious, insisting Amber sent her in the wrong direction when she was looking for him. She demanded that Trent fuck her, then and there, round the back of the school building. Of course, Trent didn’t object.

“Do you know that Heather’s cabin has a hot tub?” He asked, panting slightly as it seemed that Victoria’s blowjob was sucking the very life from him. “Oh, you do. Ever been in it?...Just the once, huh?...Well, picture the hot tub on the deck. You’re in the kitchen, looking through the glass doors, what do you see?”

Victoria lifted her eyes to Trent’s, a sparkling lust behind her gaze as she listened to Trent paint a picture for Amber, recreating the scene when Victoria first stumbled upon the black teen.

“Yeah, that’s right, you see me in the hot tub. And you’re already horny, you’re already dripping wet, aren’t you? So, as soon as you see me, you’re already thinking of the things I could do to you, how I could get you off, so you come closer, don’t you?” Trent guided Amber through the mental image in his head, as she stared down at the gorgeous blonde who had made it a reality.

“Yeah, now you can see all of me in the hot tub. And I’m not wearing any shorts, am I? My naked cock is just there for you to see in the clear, bubbling water. Tell me what you want to do with it…” He instructed her, openly groaning now as Victoria’s tongue swirled around the cock inside her mouth. Amber would just assume he was groaning because of her. “Just touch…I bet you’re practically drooling at the idea of sucking this big, black dick, huh? Either way, you better take off your clothes. Show me your body.”

As Amber no doubt undressed on the other side of the phone, Victoria slid back in the tub, lowering her hands, so that she was propped up on all fours in front of his cock. She was able to slide her lips lower down his cock now, while behind her, her tight, perky ass jutted up just above the surface of the water.

“Fuuuck, I love seeing your ass like that...” Trent moaned, reaching forward with a free hand, stretching the length of Victoria’s upper body and placing his large, black palm on her ass. “Uh…like what?” He asked, realizing Amber had heard him. “Oh, um, just, right in front of me, naked. Now, that you’re, uh, all stripped off, I can see your pussy, glistening wet in front of me. I reach out with my fingers and feel how utterly soaked you are.”

Victoria’s body shivered in the warm water, remembering the orgasm that Trent had given her with his fingers fist. Her whole body trembled with an electric, buzzing sensation, listening to Trent recount the tale of their encounter to another girl, her skin glowing hot just thinking about how Amber had no clue Trent wasn’t really thinking of her. She felt another shudder, this one because Trent really did reach out with his fingers, sliding down between her cheeks and feeling her gaping, entrance just above the water level.

“You can’t wait any longer. I sit on the edge of the hot tub as you get in and drop to your knees in front of me, my cock in your face. You’re **** to take this cock in your mouth aren’t you? To feel the weight of my thick, black cock on your tongue aren’t you?” He said down the phone, though he was looking at Victoria, making her quiver again as he described how much she had wanted him. She hadn’t said it, but somehow he had known. “Yeah, uh, huh, do it, yeah, yes, hmmm.”

Trent’s words became a string of affirmation, as Amber described his cock in glorious detail and how much she wanted to suck him off and how good it would feel. But though he spoke just enough to make her think he was paying attention, his real focus was on Victoria as she practically inhaled his cock while his hand reached across to her ass, one finger between her cheeks, teasing her hole, feeling the heat radiating from it like steam.

But Victoria knew that she could still go further. She’d done it with Zack, his cock the biggest she’d had, down by the lake. She’d gotten deeper with Kurt, in the car, on the way home from the apartment, so good he had to pull over. And of course, her introduction, head hanging over the pool table as Shawn taught her to deepthroat. None of the men were slouches in the cock department and Trent didn’t look any bigger but he could most certainly match Zack for thickness. Still, it didn’t stop Victoria from trying.

With confidence and daring, she slid her lips down his cock, not stopping this time until she felt his tip push against the back of her mouth. Taking a deep breath through her nose and closing her eyes, relaxing as she plucked out the memories of how it had felt before. She felt her throat resist as she pressed on, an ache in her jaw and her gullet screaming against his thickness. She moved her head, a little at first, then more, getting her throat used to the pressure and soon…success. She felt his mushroomed head, the widest part, push down into her throat.

“Ohh, fuck, yeah, go deeper,” Trent encouraged her, barely paying attention to the voice on the other side of the phone now. “Take my cock in your throat.”

She repeated the motion, bobbing he head with Trent’s thick tip lodged in her throat, gradually feeding inch after inch of his shaft in, until her face was nuzzled against his pubic hair. She held him there for as long as she could, until her face began to pale and her eyes rolled back, but the process of sliding the thick cock into her throat had already suffocated her slightly. With a gag and pulled back, though not enough to let his whole cock side out of her mouth, just enough so she could breath again through her nose.

Victoria panted around his cock, catching her breath until she no longer felt that she might pass out, though she was still dizzy and light-headed that was as much to do with Trent’s operations upon her pussy than deepthroating his dick. Down she went again, accompanied by a little moan, and a lot of grunting from Trent, finding it easier the second time as it always invariably was, until the black teen was balls deep in her throat again.

“Vicky?”

The voice came from the kitchen, the glass door still open from when Victoria had come out onto the deck, approaching the pair in the hot tub. The blonde looked up, Trent’s cock still in her mouth, the black teen himself glancing around, to see Madison watching from the decking.