Lonely is the Night

Chloe was spending the night at Hannah’s. Kurt thought of the hot blonde he met outside the cabin yesterday when he’d returned from the hike, and then he thought of the redhead he’d been starting to develop feelings for. He tried to put them together, imagining them writhing on a bed together, their naked bodies grinding, sweating, panting as they licked and toyed with each other. In his head it looked hot, but it also looked like just another fantasy, the kind he used to conjure up before he’d gone to college and started having sex with real girls. He’d thought Chloe was developing something with Gavin and yet, here she was, staying over at another girl’s home.

Did this make her a lesbian? No, he was sure that Chloe enjoyed cock just a little too much to be a lesbian completely. So bisexual. Chloe McRose liked men and women. And he supposed that she shouldn’t be to blame for that. He was the one who invited Heather to join his taking of her virginity, encouraged the two girls to kiss while he alternated between their holes. Had he made her bisexual? Kurt had been avoiding talking to her, believing that she would tell him that she was focusing on her relationship with Gavin. But maybe that wasn’t the case and he’d just been a dumb idiot avoiding her for no good reason.

“Psst,” came a voice as he walked down the hall. “Kurt.”

He looked over head shoulder at the blonde poking her head through a gap in the door to the master bedroom, those bright green eyes looking eagerly at him as he turned around.

“Yeah?” He asked, frowning with concern. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, uh, just…” she disappeared into the room, calling behind her. “Can you come in here for a second?”

“Alright,” Kurt agreed, somewhat unsure of what to expect. She held the door open for him, closing it behind him but leaving it slightly ajar. He stood between the bed and the door, waiting as she passed him and took a seat on the bed, still dressed in her tank top and leather pants. “How can I help you?”

“This is embarrassing,” she whined, hiding her face behind her hands. “Can you stay with me tonight?”

“Stay with you?” Kurt repeated slowly, remembering Victoria’s suggestion that more would follow her car blowjob from earlier. “Do you mean…”

“No, no, I don’t mean…sex…” Victoria abruptly corrected him, her face glowing bright red through her fingers. “I just mean, sleep.”

“Huh, how come?” Kurt tilted his head and frowned. He wasn’t exactly disappointed, though any more time he could spend with Victoria Walker would certainly be time well spent, but if she was just looking for companionship, wouldn’t the better options be one of her friends? “Do you want me to get Ashley or Heather?”

“No, I want you,” she insisted, dropping her hands to her lap and sighing. “Look, tonight I came pretty close to something horrible happening. If I hadn’t gotten out of there when I did who knows what might have happened…except I know nothing truly bad would have happened, because you were coming for me. Kendra and Shawn could have done something terrible to you as well, but you didn’t care. You only thought of my well-being and protecting me.”

“Ashley and Heather and Zack were all looking for both of us too. I was just the one that managed to get there first,” Kurt shrugged humbly. “I’m honestly just glad you’re alright. I know I can be brash, and lewd, at times, but that Shawn is a piece of work, and I was seriously afraid of what he’d do, or make you do.”

“I don’t think he’d have gone that far. For all Shawn’s reputation, I think he’s more bark than bite,” Victoria leaned back on the bed with her arms behind her, seemingly inadvertently and unintentionally thrusting out her tits, and crossed her legs as a slight smile danced across her lips. “I was more put-off by Dustin. You know that guy left for a year and never moved on. He just sat there, constantly obsessing about me. Isn’t that creepy?”

“Let’s just split the difference and say it’s a disturbing family,” Kurt said, not willing to believe, after all of Shawn’s threats and making Kendra suck his cock for hours to ‘improve her skills’ that he wasn’t every bit as sleazy and dangerous as he seemed. “Are you afraid they’re actually going to come for you here?”

Victoria shook her head gently. “No, I don’t think anyone would come into the cabin…but, I still just feel uneasy. Like ****. I’d just feel safer and sleep better if my protector, my hero, was here to ward off any dangers.”

“Ha, well, they say flattery will get you everywhere,” Kurt joked. “But if it makes you feel better, I don’t mind sleeping in here tonight. I wonder if anyone has a sleeping bag…”

“Why you need a sleeping bag?” Victoria tilted her head, perplexed, as she patted the mattress. “You can sleep in the bed with me.”

“I dunno, I assumed you might want your space,” Kurt shifted from foot to foot, unsure of what was right and what was okay. “Are you sure?”

The golden haired blonde laughed, her green eyes sparkling. “You came in here thinking I was gonna have sex with you, and now you’re all shy about sharing my bed? You’re too funny.”

Kurt folded his arms over his chest and pouted. “I only thought that because in the car you said you had plans for me when we got back to the cabin. And what else am I supposed to think when a pretty girl asks me into her room and wants me to spend the night?”

“Other girls, maybe, but I’m not that kind of girl, Mr. Johnson,” she said with a flirty smirk and holding his gaze with narrowed, sultry eyes. “I was teasing in the car. You know, like dirty talk? Isn’t that what girls usually do when they’re sucking a guy off?”

“I guess,” Kurt swallowed hard at the mixed signals, feeling his cock hardening despite the fact she was telling him nothing was going to happen. “I shouldn’t have assumed, sorry.”

“Oh, now I feel bad,” she said, straightening up and uncrossing her legs. “After all you’ve done for me today, I don’t want you to feel put out.”

“I didn’t do anything for any kind of reward,” Kurt stated firmly. “I told you that in the car.”

“I know but still, good behaviour deserves to be appreciated,” Victoria said softly, easing her legs open as she leaned back again. “And I’m thinking of myself too. It’s gonna be hard to sleep if you’re tossing and turning all night with a case of blue balls.”

“That’s not…you already blew me in the car…” Kurt stammered, as he took a tentative step forward, unsure what exactly she was suggesting and not wanting to insult her by saying the wrong thing. “I’ve gone longer without sex really.”

“Still…” she bit her lip and widened her legs further. “I might be convinced to let you get me off this time.”

“You…want me to eat you out?” he clarified, dropping to his knees before her gorgeous long legs encased in leather at a simple nod of her head.

His hands moved to her feet first, working the trainers off, and then her socks, his hands grazing along her ankle and her rough soles as he completely bared her dainty little feet. Then he rose up to the centrepiece, hands dragging along her legs as he brought them to the laces at the crotch of leather trousers. He untied the pants and began tugging them down her thighs, Victoria lifting her buttocks to allow the unyielding material to slip over her ass. The leather clung to her warm skin, so it took Kurt a few minutes, working them down bit by bit, before he was able to successfully, completely remove them, leaving him with an unobstructed view of her long, smooth, shiny legs, from her toes all the way up to the white thong that encased her mound.

Victoria watched him with steady eyes, smiling curiously, as he reached forward again, his hands sliding up over her bare thighs, feeling her skin prickle sensitively against his touch. He looked at her to make sure she was comfortable, and upon seeing her pleasant face looking back, he knew it was alright to hook his fingers into the elastic of her panties. He was surprised to see that she was wearing a thong. It didn’t seem like the type of underwear he imagined the sweet and innocent Victoria to wear. Though, as he was rapidly coming to understand, little Vicky was not as sweet and innocent as she seemed.

Thong or briefs, either way, they were coming down, Victoria once again lifting her ass to allow Kurt to remove the panties. The flimsy, barely-there material was much easier to remove than the leather trousers, offering Kurt a first-row seat of her thin, glistening pussy lips, the engorged clit hanging just above, waiting to be touched. He gently prodded at her centre with a finger first, hearing a ragged breath slip from her mouth as he grazed her clit, turning into a loud gulp as his finger slid lower, splitting her pussy lips, her liquid, thick and gooey enveloping his finger as it dropped over the outside of her twitching hole.

With his eyes on hers, making sure she was watching, he brought the finger to his lips, tasting her, licking his lips of her sticky sweetness. Eyes still holding hers, he leaned in, and brought his mouth directly to the source of that candied fluid, this time pressing his tongue between those thin, tight lips. He lapped her up, listening to her gasp gently every time his tongue drew out more of her sweet, almost saccharine, pussy juices. It was addictive. He had to taste more of her. He lowered his tongue and pressed it against her entrance, feeling her pussy give away, allowing him inside of her. He wanted to taste her deeper, to know if she was just as sweet inside.

And she was. At least at first. Then the sweetness gave way to something else. Her fluids grew sour and salty, thicker and creamier. How could one girl taste so different? But she seemed to be enjoying this, more than his tongue on the outside, so even though it didn’t taste as good he didn’t want to stop. In fact, he couldn’t stop. Victoria raised her leg to his shoulder, crossing it along his neck, and holding his head tight to her mound. And after all, she’d taken his facial in the car, so the very least he could do was finish the job he’d started.

“Yes, that’s it, get your tongue in deep, taste it…taste me,” Victoria moaned, one hand still behind her supporting her body as the other reached down and took a firm grasp of his short, blonde hair. “Drink it down, all of it, all of me, that’s it, oh, that feels good, so good, ssssssssssssssshhhhhit.”

Kurt looked up from between her legs, his tongue still deep inside of her, lapping at her insides and feeling her pussy walls squeezing on his tongue as it pushed more and more of the thick, heavy, salty juices into his mouth, just a hint of the previous sweetness beneath. She had her eyes closed now, her head rolling from one side to the other, that ‘ssshhh’ sound always on the tip of her tongue. She sounded like a snake, but it inevitably always ended in ‘shit’.

“Mhmm, that feels so good, ssshhh-shit, baby, your tongue feels so good inside me, tasting me,” Victoria purred, stroking his hair. “If you keep it up, you’re gonna make me cum, mmhm, yeah, yes, ssshhh-shit, that’s it, keep going, I’m gonna cum ssshhh-soon, you’re gonna make me cum, yeah, make me cum, ooooh.”

Kurt could feel that she was on the edge even without her words, her twitching cunt **** for it’s release. And Kurt knew one sure-fire way to make sure she came. With his tongue still deep inside her pussy, lapping up her salty, creamy lubrication, he wrapped an arm around the thigh currently balanced on his shoulder. He slid his hand along her stomach until it was just over her mouth, his middle finger finding her clit. He licked at the rough ridges inside her cunt as his finger made contact with her clit, the dual sensation being all the blonde needed to push herself over the edge.

Victoria threw her head back, squealing breathlessly as her whole body shook. Her pussy clamped down around Kurt’s tongue, the release of joy permeating her body causing her pussy to gush her inner liquid out all over Kurt’s mouth. He willingly accepted all the fluid she offered, drinking her in like a thirsty man from the dessert, afraid that he might actually drown from this. More of the salty, thick cream filled his mouth, and then, almost as suddenly as it had gone, her juices became sweet and fruity again, his reward it seemed for a pussy well licked.

It took several moments for her to come down from her orgasm, for the tremors and after tremors to stop, though Kurt couldn’t exactly leave until Victoria lowered her foot from around his back. She planted it back on the ground as Kurt sat up, admiring his handiwork. Her thin pussy lips spread lewdly around her gaping hole, the whole thing, a sloppy, dripping mess. His cock was already hard, but he felt it flinch tightly against his jeans as she kept her legs spread, allowing him all the time in the world to view her freshly licked pussy.

He looked up from her pussy to her face, the hot blonde leaning back on her elbows, and smirking back down at him, one eyebrow cocked as if to ask what he planned to do now.