Shower and some food

"I am not going to complain about spending more time around you naked", Liam replied.

"Great, because there's one more thing I want to try before you leave", I said as we waited for the water to get warm. "I have read that guys can only cum so many times at once, but I hope you can go one more round... Because sooner or later, that asshole is gonna make me suck his dick, and I want to be prepared", I explained with determination.

"I am not going to be some pansy who doesn't know what to do and is unprepared for him to shove his dick down my throat." I rubbed my neck. "I want to know what feels good so I can avoid it when his dick is in my mouth." Or even better I thought, "Unless I can make him cum in two seconds flat so he doesn't get the pleasure of an extended blowjob." I reached over and gently lifted Liam's dick, "I noticed once you came, you had to piss immediately and your dick was almost immediately getting soft. If I can make him come fast, maybe I can keep him from taking my throat."

He shrugged, "Not sure if I can help you get that good at oral sex in a night, but I'll try. But are you saying you want to try to deepthroat me tonight?"

I nodded, "Is that what they call it? Deepthroating?"

"Yeah, deepthroating is when you take a dick down the back of your throat. It can make you gag and if done badly enough, can make you puke. Like putting fingers down the back of your throat", he warned.

"Yeah, I'd better be prepared." I declared, "If that asshole is going to throat fuck me, I don't want him to have the satisfaction of making me puke."

Liam had a cryptic expression on his face, as if he had something to add, but in the end didn't say anything. Instead, I could feel his gaze follow my every movement, from just going to the bathroom, to gathering towels so we could use them after we showered. Once again, even though I had never walked around my apartment in my birthday suit before, and especially not with a guest around, I still felt no embarrassment at all. In fact, I even found it appealing to be able to connect to another person to such a level that I felt comfortable enough baring it all to him.

That person being Liam was just a bonus. He was sweet, caring and gentle. He had some former experience and knew what he was doing, which was nice, but still, I didn't have to wonder which sluts he had slept with, how many women he'd fill with his fluid, or what potential diseases he might have acquired. He had been honest from the start about his ex girlfriend and how they broke up, the incident causing him to avoid the whores at university, and his behavior on campus tended to confirm what he said.

I tested the water and found it warm, stepped in, inviting him to follow.

He happily stepped into the shower with me, supporting himself on the wall that abutted the tub. Luckily, my tub had good grip stickers, so there was a low chance of us slipping. He closed the curtain behind him and then turned to appreciate my wet naked body once more.

I stuck out my bubbly ass towards him as I let the hot water hit my neck and run down my tits. Although it looked as though I was teasing him, I was really just standing there, hair already wet with my head back appreciating the water. But I also knew that the odds of this shower being purely a cleaning effort were non-existent, and if I wanted to just get clean, I wouldn't have invited Liam in here with me.

He seemed to have had the same thought process, as he stepped up from behind and put his arms around me. I jumped a little at the contact, but relaxed back into him, my ass nestling around his spent dick. He reached around and placed his hands on my stomach, just above my hips. In response, I grasped his hands and almost groaned.

"You know, I never understood why other girls were so obsessed with guys. I mean, I was less interested in women, so I knew I wasn't a lesbian. But I never understood the obsession." I confessed, "You may be convincing me it wasn't so ridiculous."

My hair was swept to one side of my neck, leaving Liam a clear shot, so he took it and kissed my neck with water running down our weary bodies.

"Oh, that feels so good." I sighed.

He started to massage my tummy, his hands still above my hips, but now moving in small circles. After a few minutes, the combination of hot water and the massage was obviously doing something to me. I had already had one heck of a fuck session, but no one was impossible to get turned back on. Finally, I couldn't resist anymore and guided his right hand down between my legs.

His fingers began slipping up and down my slit. I leaned more heavily into Liam, but luckily, he had braced himself to support my weight. Meanwhile, his left hand had crept up and was now playing with my tits.

"Damn...." I whispered. "You can keep doing that."

He found my clit and started rubbing it, while teasing my nipple with light squeezes and pinches. I was basically putty in his hands, as he kept fingering my slit and playing with my tits for a minute before he stuck a finger inside my pussy.

"I'm a bit delicate in there just now." I regretfully informed him, "But the outside stuff felt great."

Liam diligently removed his finger from my pussy, and returned to rubbing my clit. Instead, his hand moved around and started playing with the bubbly flesh of my butt cheek.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm, I never understood why men grabbed women's butts, and why women would like it.... Damn, apparently I just needed to be fucked to figure it out." I cooed and rubbed my ass on his groin.

This continued for a few more minutes, until my stomach suddenly growled. Liam's hands on my body felt really good, but we couldn't stay under the shower forever. I sighed, "Let's get clean, Liam." As I reached for a loofa, he took it from my hand with a cheeky smile and put some body wash on it, lathering it and began stroking my body with it, making sure to get everywhere, but blatantly enjoying scrubbing my tits, groin and ass. Then he scrubbed my back, an experience which, as a very recently defiled virgin, was quite novel. I was still melting in his hands, but I wanted to return the favor, so I kissed Liam, took the loofa and started scrubbing him down, while the water rinsed the soap off my body.

After a while, we both rinsed ourselves properly and stepped out of the shower. I toweled off and threw on a cotton robe, while Liam opted for a simple towel around the waist, remaining topless otherwise. I'd be lying if I said I didn't find that pretty hot.

"Want something to eat?" I asked, "After all, I still want to learn how to give head before you leave."

He shrugged, "Sure, what are we having?"

I thought, "I'll make a chicken stir fry. I have some leftover rice that will pair well with it."

"You cook?" He tilted his head, a little surprised.

"I'm no five star chef, but it is a bit of a hobby of mine." I confessed. "It was one of the few 'girly' things I liked doing, so my mom was all for me cooking. Dad just enjoyed the food", I told him, walking to the kitchen. In no time, the chicken was cubed and the veggies were diced, and I had a sizzling stir-fry going.

"So what are your parents like?" Liam asked as he watched me busy myself in the kitchen.

"Dad is a CEO of a successful tech company. He is always busy, but not once in my life have I ever felt like he wasn't there when I needed him. He has always wanted me to be independent, and so insists I get a degree that I can make a good life off before giving me access to my trust fund. Mom... Well, I think she was originally just a gold digger." I admitted, blowing a lock of hair from my face. "For all I know she still is. She was a beauty pageant girl and was crushed when I had no interest in that bullshit. She is still trying to tell me that if I want a good man, I need a breast augmentation, but I have seen the way her fake boobs make her back sore."

I sprinkled more salt and some soy sauce into the frying chicken and veggies. "Dad is strict catholic, and mom is as catholic as she has to be to get along with him. I don't think she believes any of it. I kind of got disillusioned with the catholic church years ago. I figure there is a real church out there somewhere, but I haven't found it yet. I figure there is a god out there somewhere, but I don't think the egyptians, norse or anyone else's gods make sense, so I guess you could say I am Christian, but haven't found a Christian church that isn't bullshit. Dad isn't thrilled about it, but as his only daughter, he isn't about to disown me over it."

I pulled a plastic container of rice out of the fridge and began dividing the rice it contained up on two plates. "I guess that's why I was trying to save myself for my husband. I know it's the Chrstian thing to do, and one of the more Christian things that makes sense."

I divided the chicken and veggies between two plates. "But anyway, Dad is what you'd expect from a CEO. He is always golfing with some money bags, or on some business trip. He was sad he didn't get a son, and he may be trying to get some guy lined up to marry me so he can try to put them in his position when he retires. Mom just enjoys spending his money making their mansion a place she can lord over her friends with how much richer her husband is than theirs. She just wants my husband to be rich so if Dad dies my husband can keep her financed."

I brought the plates to the table, "Fork or Chopsticks?"

"Chopsticks." Liam replied.

I offered him a pair of nice, reusable, metal chopsticks as I continued to talk about my parents, how glad I had been to get out from under my mom's thumb and be out on my own. Despite just getting to know Liam, it felt good to have someone I trusted listen to my story. Between sentences, I dug in, enjoying the food and realizing how hungry our heavy fuck session had made me.

"That's why I ended up with my own place. All I had to do was tell dad that my roommate was bringing guys over and the management wouldn't believe me, and boom, he found me this place." I continued to chat between bites.

"This is delicious!" Liam said as I finally gave him some room to speak.

"Glad you like it. I was guessing by the way the first half disappeared. It's nice to know that other people like my food. I've never really cooked for anyone before. I usually just make two servings so I have lunch tomorrow. But it is nice to cook for someone." I admitted.

We chatted more while we finished eating.

When we finished I said, "I need a minute to digest before I try to deepthroat you. Why don't you tell me more about your family?"

"My dad is a construction worker, and my mom works as an aid at a school. We have never been particularly well off, but luck and genetics have made me good at school, as are most of my siblings. Scholarships have gotten me and my siblings who wanted to go to college to where we could afford to step through the door. Two of my siblings are already graduated. My little sister is still finishing High school. I don't know much about what she is up to, but I am just hoping she is smart enough about guys... to not end up in a situation like you", Liam said with an apologetic smile.

"I wouldn't wish anyone to go through what I am currently experiencing...", I sighed. "But anyway, daddy would love you." I laughed to lift the mood up, then imitating a deeper voice, "Pulled yourself up by your bootstraps, you'll go places kid." I laughed. "At least my dad wouldn't be disappointed in the man who took my cherry."

"So, why did you pick me?" Liam suddenly asked. "If you didn't know anything about me."

I blushed, "Honestly, your eyes are hot." His blue eyes weren't the only feature that made me choose him of course, but I really loved them, and it was a bit easier to explain than "Oh, I heard you aren't into the sluts roaming our campus and haven't slept with any of them". He still looked quite surprised by my answer and seemed to be waiting for more.

"Okay, that and I have never heard any of the girls talk about fucking you." I admitted. "It is sick how many guys have fucked half the girls on campus. I feel bad about it, because I think one reason that I am in the situation I am in is because I hadn't fucked anyone yet, and don't want to fuck a bunch of guys while in college. So some perv thought that would make me a conquest."

"I'm sorry that led to this, but I hope I made it good for you." He said with a sympathetic look.

"Oh, I made my mistakes and I'm paying for them. You've done great." I smiled, "And I have just shy of two weeks until that asshole gets to fuck me, and..." My eyes dropped to his crotch, "I am hoping to get a lot more experience before then."

"Who are you gonna get with?" He asked.

"Oh, the bargain I made was I could only sleep with one guy between now and then, but I was never told I could only sleep with him once." I informed him.

I giggled as I watched Liam's brain slowly processing what I had just said. Trying hard to hide a shit-eating grin, he finally said, "So, my lady, you are saying I am not just lucky enough to get to enjoy such a wondrous evening once, but how often are you thinking?"

I thought for a moment and winced, "Not sure my body could handle this every day, but I can at least practice deepthroating, unless my throat really hurts, and then I can still practice blowjobs."

He got excited for a minute, but then suddenly frowned.

"That sounds great, but I do have work and homework...." he told me.

I pouted, then mused for a minute, "I may have a solution."

He looked at me confused.

An idea formed in my head. "I am doing okay in class... but I feel like my foundational knowledge from our classes is... lacking." Which made sense, since I've been cheating through college.

"What if I got my dad to pay you to be my tutor, then you could come over after class each day, and we can do homework, you can teach me what I am... forgetting... from our old classes and help my understanding reach where it should be, and then we can fuck?" I proposed.

He was dumbstruck.

"I mean, how much are you getting paid for your campus job?" I asked.

"Eleven an hour, after my newest raise. And they won't let me get more than 20 hours a week." He replied. "So I get about two hundred dollars a week."

I smirked. "I'll call daddy tonight and see what I can arrange, how does that sound?"

He was visibly floored, but he didn't refuse the offer. "If he is willing to do that, I'm not going to turn it down."

I giggled, "Daddy won't realize he is paying you to fuck his precious little girl. Worded that way, that's kinda naughty, don't you think?"

Liam became skeptical. "As a CEO, he can't be dumb. Won't he realize something is going on?"

I rolled my eyes, "As of last week he was begging me to go on a date. I think he's terrified that college turned me into a lesbian. If anything, me showing any interest in a boy might get you a fat paycheck to stick around. I doubt he'd believe I went from two weeks ago, when I told him I wasn't sure I'd ever get married, to fucking you tonight. I just have to play it right and he'll be overjoyed."

Liam was clearly not totally convinced, but he didn't say anything. If my plan didn't work out, he would just continue doing his campus job anyway, so there was no harm in him agreeing to go with my idea. He shrugged, "Well, you know your dad better than me, I hope you manage to convince him."

He stood up and extended his hand towards me. "Pass me your plate, I'll do the dishes." At that moment, the towel that had remained wrapped around his waist as the only thing stopping him from being completely naked in my living room decided it was done, and fell to the floor.

My eyes locked on his stirring cock immediately. "Just leave the plates in the sink for now, I'll put them in the dishwasher later." Standing up by his side, I asked, "Can I touch it?"