Unless I use something else. Or someone...

"Unless... I use my cleaner again." – I say, intriguing Alice, who actually begins looking around the room. – "I mean my human vac-cum cleaner…" - I complete, grabbing her ponytail and guiding her pretty face down to the puddle. – "Is it still working?" – I ask twisting her left ear slightly. A few more turns and she understands what I mean. – "Is it?" – I repeat my question.

"U-hu!"

"Excellent!" – I add, pushing her head down until her nose is buried in my balls. Taking her cue, Alice begins cleaning my mess for the second time that day. She tirelessly licks my futon, my balls and my dick with that magic tongue of hers. To wrap it up, she sticks her head deep between my legs and gives my ass one last slurp.

"All done! Hee-hee!" – She flaunts, twisting her own ear, as if to turn off the vacuum.

"That is by far the best va-cum cleaner in the world! It even cleans places it doesn’t have to!" – I comment, referring to that last ass lick. Was she starting to enjoy it?

"It did need though!"

"It did?" – I reply curiously. And somewhat disappointed she hadn't done it out of sheer will.

"U-hu, it smelled like cum. Plus it was sort of... white, hahah." – It was crazy how natural it was for Alice to just talk about all that stuff.

"Oh, did it smell that strong?"

"Nah, not really."

"What do you mean? I thought you…"

"It didn’t smell much, but it was the only thing I could smell, you know?"

"The only thing? As opposed to..."

"Well, yeah. Kind of."

"Kind of?"

"Yeah, I could only smell cum today."

"Instead of my butt, is that what you mean?"

"Yep."

"Hmm, like at all?"

"Yeah. No smell or taste. Well, aside from the cum." - She adds, laughing.

"Was it lame?"

"Lame? Lol, Mr. Archer. Not lame, just bland compared to yesterday..."

"Kind of like... when you’re eating watermelon’s but it's all watery and you want it to be sweet?"

"Hahahha, no, Mr. Archer. Not exactly haha what the hell? Just that it didn't taste like you did yesterday is all."

"Hmm, right. I guess we can blame that shower I took after my run this morning. Probably washed away all that Mr. Archer flavor you love and cherish!"

"Love and cherish? Flavor? Sometimes I have no idea what goes on in your head, Mr. Archer."

"You and me both!" - I amuse myself. -"Think of it like this. When you’re making out with me, you wanna know it’s me you’re kissing, right?"

"Well, yeah, of course?"

"Exactly. It's the same way with blowjobs. If you go down on me and you taste nothing… well, that could be anyone, then."

"What? When I kiss you I can obviously tell..."

"Could you tell with your eyes closed?"

"Well, I don't know... yeah? Like your beard, your lips, everything..."

"That’s exactly right. Now imagine I shave my stubble and let my lips get dry. With your eyes closed… how could you tell it's me?"

"I don’t… know… maybe your smell?"

"Precisely. That’s the point I’m making. Without it, you wouldn’t be able to tell me from Mr. Estevez, the janitor."

"Ewwwwwwww, Mr. Archer! Oh my god, he’s sooooo gross!"

"Hahahahaha, yea, so you see where I’m going with this. Our smells and tastes define us. When you’re with someone you need to feel them, you need to know it’s them. And from what you just told me, when you went down on me today, you could’ve basically been licking pretty much anyone else…"

"Eww, no! It was you, Mr. Archer!"

"Oh, I know that. But you couldn’t, not with your eyes closed. And surely you close them when you're being a good girlfriend, yeah?

"Yeah, I guess..."

"And when you kiss me, lick me or pet me, I want you to know it’s ME. You understand what I’m saying, Alice?"

"U-huh…"

"So… I guess what I mean it's, I’m sorry, baby."

"For what, Mr. Archer?"

"For making it bland and boring for you."

"No, it’s fine…"

"No, it’s not, Alice. You deserve better. The last thing I want is for our sex to be boring for you…"

"But it wasn’t, I still enjoyed it… making you cum and all that… Well, helping Erica make you c…"

"It was you, darling." – I interrupt her. - "Erica might have been the one whose mouth I came in, but it was your mouth that made me fill hers up."

"Really? I thought that since I was pushing her…"

"No, darling. The way you wiggled that tongue of yours, I think I could’ve cum just from that! Not to mention that you were the one guiding her head up and down… so that was you, too." - Displaying her shiny braces, Alice stares t me lovingly.

"Which makes you responsible for all of it. You’re so good to me. I need to be good to you, too. From now on, I’ll make sure you always know it’s me you’re with. That’s a promise, darling."

"Okay." – She smiles, unsure of what I actually mean.

"By the way… why’d you hold Erica’s head when I was cumming? The goal was to make me cum, not to **** your friend with cum." - I ask, laughing.

"Hahaha, I know. But she was being such a baby! We almost lost because of her… so I figured she should pay!" - Guffawed Alice, devilishly.

"Oh my god! You’re such a bully! The girl almost choked to ****!"

"Hah, she’ll be fine! Plus… you didn’t seem to mind…" - She observes, astutely.

"Weeerell… guilty as charged. What can I say? As she was strugglibg to get out, her throat did all sorts of things and… well… it just turned me on even more! Hahaha!" – I admit, half-guilty. - "The more she fought, the more I came!"

"Hahaha so she screwed herself, then! What an idiot!" - Alice joins in.

"I’m pretty sure it was my dick stuffing her mouth!"

"Well, you know what I mean... it was supposed to be teamwork and I had to do all the work!"

"But you won..."

"Yeah, but only because of me! The least she could do was swallow…"

"Hahah, the poor girl had never done it before, Alice!"

"And even that she couldn’t do properly!" - Alices piles on.

"Luckily there’s never cum waste when you’re around, is there, baby?" – I tease.

"Heh, I guess not..."

"No need to be embarrassed. You’re the best va-cum cleaner in the whole world, remember?"

Alice just nods, still red.

"That mouth of yours is capable of amazing things, darling. Just thinking about it is getting me hard again…" - I say, rubbing my thumb over her luscious lips.

"Do you mean you want me to…?"

"No, darling, no! I think you’ve done more than enough today. If you keep this up you're gonna kill me!" - I say, petting her shiny hair. – "You should go home now, it’s getting late, your parents are gonna start wondering where you are…"

"Nah, they both work late, so…"

"Do they? Good to know…" - I reply throwing a cheeky smile at her. – "Either way, you should get home now, honey. Other people might see us this late after class…"

"Ohhhh….kay…" – Alice gives in, faking boredom.

"But… why don’t you give me your address and I’ll drop by your place tomorrow? Either you like your boyfriend to visit you?"

Alice is so happy she jumps on my arms.

"For real, Mr. Archer?! I live at Worthington 34! It’s the brown house on the corner!"

"Alright, dear. Then I guess I’ll see you tomorrow." – I say, grabbing her ass and kissing her young mouth goodbye. – "But before you go… can YOU give me something to remember you by this time?" – I ask, referring to the dark chocolate.

"But I… I don’t have any chocolate on me, Mr. Archer…"

Kneeling beside her I whispered. - "That’s not a problem, sweetie. I was thinking of something more... personal... like this, perhaps?" – Grabbing the edge of her panties that were sticking out of her jeans, I give it a little tug. Embarrassed, Alice steps back.

"No, Mr. Archer! I..."

"Why not? I would love it..."

"It’s just… I’ve been…"

"Peeing? Did you pee yourself?" - I tease.

"No, silly! I’m just… argh... it's just... I feel a little… I'm pretty... wet, Mr. Archer."

Surprised, but extremely turned on, I attack.

"That only makes me want it more, baby. We were having fun with each other…"

"I don’t know… it feels like a puddle down there…"

"Darling, you just got… REALLY wet. That’s not gross. That’s hot!"

"You mean it?"

"Of course! Don’t you ever worry about it, I love your smells, dear! Even if you had peed…" - I smirk.

Alice responds with an astonished face. – "Gross!"

"Not to me! Hmmmmm. Now be a good girl and gimme a souvenir..." – I ask caressing her butt over her jeans.

"Hmmm I don’t know, Mr. Archer… I’m not…"

"C’mon, darling! Please? I wanna smell you tonight! You drive me crazy! You AND your smells! Please?!"

"Hmm… fine! But... you have to promise not to look. I’ll leave it here before I go, ok?"

"If you insist…"

I turn around and hear Alice strip herself. I wish I had eyes in the back of my head, but the whole thing didn’t last longer than a minute. Soon I hear the door and turn around. And there they were. A pair of soaked white panties waiting to be smelled on my desk.

Yep, these will do just fine. I think with an evil grin. Picking them up, I decide...