A start of something

Zack couldn’t believe what was happening, was he dreaming? No, he could not be it felt so real, and he would know since the head of his cock was peaking inside Heather’s pussy lips. There was no turning back from this point now, he continued to remind himself, how embarrassing would it be for him, let alone Heather as well. Speaking of Heather, she gave him an exasperated sigh before saying “You know, if you don’t hurry up, you’ll have to get me all wet again you know.” She said impatiently.

“I know, I know. I’m dealing with an internal dilemma here, give me a sec.” Zack said jokingly.

“Well don’t take all day.” Heather smiled at him before using her hands on his ass to push him in deeper gradually. Zack could not believe how good it felt to be sinking ever deeper inside of Heather Ravers. He continued to enter her until he bottomed out, and he knew enough from his experience with Lisa to know to give the girl some time to adjust to the presence of his cock. Heather nodded at him to start and he did just that. He started with long slow strokes into her pussy eliciting low moans and the occasional expletive as well.

“Shit Heather, how are you so tight?” Zack grunted after a particularly tight squeeze of her pussy muscles.

“It’s called practice Zacky dear.” She tried to say suavely, but it was hard seeing how the sweat glistened on her forehead and the red tint to her cheeks. Zack felt an unnatural feeling of jealousy come up when she mentioned the fact that she had developed her skills through practice, even though he realized thi would have to be a one-time thing.

“Heather I know what you’re going to say, but this can’t happen again.” Zack said nobly, or as nobly as he could while pounding her from above. Heather gave him another muscle squeeze, which made him moan out the pleasure she gave him with that simple move.

“You know, I think you’re right. It would probably make things pretty weird right?” She mused pretending not to realize she was being fucked. She was playing with Zack, for what reason he did not know, was it to puncture his ego or attack his manhood. Whatever the reason Zack accepted the challenge.

Zack didn’t want to stop fucking Heather, he never wanted to stop feeling the amazing things she made him feel, rather it was mostly so that the whole trip and their return to school was not going to be awkward as all hell. Imagine a reserve on the basketball team dating the head cheerleader; those kinds of girls are usually reserved for the star quarterback or the captain of the basketball team, either of which he was not. He was also thinking of himself, he would rather not be dunked in a toilet as he had seen Gavin be once by the jocks. Out of school though, they were friends, maybe more than friends?

Zack knew that if this was going to be their first and last time, he was not going to make it a thing for her to easily forget, he needed her approval, her attention. He did not know what was happening to him, he had never felt this way before, not even for Vicky, with Vicky at least he would’ve been happy if she smiled at him. That was not enough with Heather he needed more.

Zack picked up the speed as he made up his mind to show Heather exactly what he could do. He immediately felt Heather’s mood shift from relative indifference to full attention on him. Her eyes looked at him curiously as her voice showed her pleasure at the way Zack was treating her. Heather was the kind of girl that needed to be loved, there were so many guys that feigned love for her due to her body or her money, what she really wanted was someone who would look past all that and love her for who she was. Here was Zack, not loving her, but definitely fucking her, and doing it well. Heather saw the sweat glistening on Zack’s chest and forehead as her friend worked hard to please her, something that could not go unrewarded. She placed her hand on Zack’s stomach forcing him physically to slow down, she placed her finger on his lips as she used her other hand to push him down into a lying down position. Zack lay there with a smile as Heather straddled him like a goddess getting ready to ride a horse. Her dark hair hanging over her face as she looked down to grab hold of his dick, slick with her juices, and he tits almost at his face as she leaned forward to line herself up in their new position.

“Very few of my partners ever got this far with me where I considered riding them.” She said as she traced patterns on his chest as she leaned forward to breathe into his ear making him shudder at what was to come. “You impressed me Zack, it would’ve been awkward if I had to throw you off of me.” She chuckled slightly, Zack couldn’t make a sound as Heather’s hair lay over his face like a blanket intoxicating him with it’s smell as she leaned over to talk in his ear. “Zack, what if I don’t want this to be our last time?” She whispered as she backed up to sit on his upper legs, showing herself in all her naked beauty. Zack was shocked, he thought his suggestion would be better for the both of them, they never should have happened it was only natural to let it end, or at least he thought.

“Heather, I thought-“

“Don’t worry, I’m not ready for any commitment just yet in my life, I was thinking you could sort of be my man on the side.”

“On the side?” Zack asked amusedly.

“Well I do have a reputation to uphold, I’m sure you would rather I continue that than have people start to ask questions?”

“Fuck it! I don’t care.” Zack said with a chuckle. “Though I hope that means that I can have some hookups on the side too.”

“Of course you player, and depending on ow good you are, I may just help you out with that.” She said. “In the meantime, ground rules, we aren’t dating or anything like that, just fucking, so don’t make things weird Zack. Oh and, if things get too intense, we’re calling it off.” She said as she lined herself back up again and hovered over Zack’s renewed hardon. “Agreed?”