All in

“Do you still want to have sex again?”

“What?” She clearly hadn’t been expecting that, and she blushed. “I never said that I wanted …” She paused and looked up into my eyes. “Why are you asking?”

“Why?” I could feel my heartbeat in my head, equal parts nervous and unbelievably turned on. “Because if so, I’m in. That’s why.”

She stared at me, wide-eyed. “Are you serious?”

“Do I look serious?”

The music from the speakers and drunk people singing in the next room felt like it was worming its way into my brain, as she stood there and took me in. Slowly, the corners of her mouth crept upwards into a smirk.

“You look drunk, Luke. But …” She paused, and bit her lip. “Holy shit. Okay. We can go home. I’ll grab my coat.”

She started towards the front door, but I grabbed her arm. “No. I can’t wait that long.”

“Are you …” She didn’t bother asking me whether I was serious again. “Fuck.” She glanced nervously towards the entryway back to the living room. “Okay. Shit, okay. Let’s go upstairs.”

I followed her as she quickly made her way up the stairs. I was about to dive into one of the bedrooms, when she pulled me back.

“Are you crazy?” she whispered. “They don’t have locks.”

“So?”

“So??” she repeated like I was an idiot, which was probably fair. “I am not risking someone here finding out about this anymore than I have to. If you’re just so horny you can’t wait, we’re doing it in here.” She gestured towards the bathroom.

I shrugged. In that moment I really didn’t give a shit.

I gently pushed her inside the bathroom, then turned and locked the door. And then I grabbed her face and kissed her hard. Not wasting any time, I plunged my tongue into her mouth, and she moaned softly as her own tongue responded in kind.

Finally, she came up for air. “Shit, what’s gotten into you?”

“You are so, so fucking hot,” I replied.

She grinned. “You just realized?”

“Ugh, shush.” I kissed her again to shut her up and maneuvered us over to the bathroom counter. Breaking off the kiss, I picked her up and set her on the marble surface, before grabbing at the hem of her jeans and pulling them all the way down, along with her panties.

Looking at her trimmed, pink pussy for the first time in a week, I suddenly got the urge to try something new.

I slowly got down on my knees, looking at it up close. Maybe it was a bit ambitious to do this for the first time so early on, but I was drunk and horny and I really, really wanted to taste her. Besides, like I said earlier, I’m an ambitious guy.

“Wait, you don’t have to,” Charley suddenly said from above me. “You’re obviously horny as shit, and-”

“No, just … shut up for a sec,” I interrupted. “I want to.”

She smirked. “Shutting up.”

Here goes. I set the tip of my tongue at the bottom of her pussy and slowly licked up, all the way to her clit, before kissing it.

I repeated it a few times, licking around her lips and using my fingers to spread them, and going in further to her entrance – not inside, but damn sure everywhere around it.

Above me, Charley groaned. “Ugh … stop teasing.”

Honestly, I hadn’t even known that what I was doing was just teasing. But I knew how I could ramp it up.

Taking a deep breath, I leaned forward and pushed my tongue all the way into her snatch. Charley gasped, and instinctively grabbed my head with both hands, fingers running through my hair. I took that as encouragement.

I reached up with my started circling her clit with my fingers as I tongue-fucked her beautiful pussy. It was kind of trippy, experiencing the bumps and ridges of her snatch in a completely different way to our encounter last week.

I had actually been a little worried going into this, because some of my friends had told me about bad experiences with how girls tasted. But apparently Charley had been eating enough pineapple or whatever, because I couldn’t get enough.

Switching it up, I pulled my tongue out and shoved three fingers in, causing her to groan loudly again, while I began to focus my attention on her clit, lapping at it furiously with my mouth organ.

“Oh god … you’re gonna make … gonna make me cum,” she gasped above me. Like that was news to me – I could feel her twitching on my fingers I as I fucked her with them, and I wasn’t far off of full on gulping down her juices with how wet she was getting.

“Luke … I’m coming, I’m coming,” she hissed in pleasure. I geared up for the final stretch, curling my fingers and going to town on her clit and g-spot. “Fuck!”

Finally, I felt her clamp down on my fingers, as she yelped and released a rush of pussy juice all over my hand, which I lapped up greedily.

After, I was a little wobbly as I got up from being on my knees for the past few minutes, but I was still in a lot better shape than Charley. I looked down at her as she sat there on the counter breathing heavily, eyes half closed. I sent a silent thank you to all the pornos I’d ever watched for teaching me how to eat a girl out.

But we weren’t even close to being done. I gently helped her off the counter and turned her around, laying her hands on both sides of the sink, so that her ass was sticking out towards me. Just looking at her like that, my cock sprang to full attention.

Charley must have figured out what I was doing, because for the first time since her orgasm she spoke up, still breathy. “Go gentle … okay? I’m … still sensitive.”

“Sorry Charley,” I muttered, lining up my dick at her sopping wet opening. “I don’t think I can promise that.”