Nope

I didn't stop her.

My hands trembled as she dug her fingers into the waistband of my pants and tugged downward.

Not only was my cock threatening to burst right of my pants, it had actively starting doing so. A solid inch was protruding through the elastic waistband and was covered only by my t-shirt. As Tina pulled my pants down, I rolled my shirt up, exposing the head of my rock-hard penis.

Tina's eyes went wide as more of my cock came into view, bobbing lightly before stabilizing. She looked up at me then back at my cock. Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed it. I flinched at the sudden contact. Her hands were a bit cold, her slender fingers barely making it around the full circumference.

She looked at it, analyzed its size and shape for a moment before sticking her tongue out and flicking it across the tip. I shuddered at the sudden contact. She got more bold, pressing her tongue to the head and sliding it up and down. It was an odd maneuver but I can't say that I didn't enjoy it. She took her time, testing different motions and studying my reactions before eventually-

"Ahhh," I gasped as the swollen head of my cock was enveloped by the warm, wet feeling of her mouth. She held it there, then began sucking. I watched her cheeks depress as the suction grew. The head of my cock pulsed and swelled.

Slowly, her lips slid forward a half an inch then slipped back up until they were pursed around the very tip. She began bobbing up and down.

"Oh yea," I grunted. She was able to take about a third of it comfortably. Her motions were a bit... unorthodox. I'd be lying if I said she was "good" at it but a) I'd also be lying if I said it didn't feel incredible and b) I was so ready to burst that it was not going to matter.

Tina's hair fell forward, blocking my view of the action. I bit my lip and closed my eyes as I felt her tongue join the action.

"Does that feel good?" she asked? I opened my eyes back up to see her picking strands of hair from the sides of her mouth.

Rookie move

"Yea," I said, my teeth chattering. "Yea, it feels really good."

"Is there anything else I should do?" I thought for a second.

"Use your hands. Like, at the same time."

Tina smiled and went back to work. Her right hand began tugging at the exposed part of my shaft. I pulled her hair together and held it off to the side, for her sake and for my own viewing pleasure.

"Slide it up and down," I instructed. "Get it all covered with your saliva."

"Like this?" she asked. Her hand gripped the head of my cock and slipped down my shaft. Up and down, her hand worked until my erection was slick and her hand was gliding effortlessly along the full length.

"Fuck, yea," I groaned. "Now do that while you- Oh fuck, yea."

I wasn't lying when I told Tina she had beautiful eyes and those beautiful eyes looked even more beautiful as they peered up at me while she had a mouthful of my cock.

"God, Tina. Oh, God, yea." My heart was racing. She had settled into a rhythm, her lips and tongue working the upper half while her hand twisted and slid along the lower half. "Just like that. Just like that."

Tina's pace quickened. With every motion, she seemed to be gaining confidence. Each bobbing movement made the neck of her sweater dip further, exposing more and more of her delicious cleavage. My cock pulsed as the light brown of her areolas came into view.

"Fuck, Tina. Oh, fuck, keep going. Keep going, I'm so close." My words seemed to spur her on. Her grip tightened, her sucking became more aggressive. Her head bobbed faster, her tongue danced across the underside.

"Oh, I'm gonna cum," I grunted. She kept going. "I'm gonna cum."

Her pace quickened even more. Her eyes remained locked on mine. My hands clenched, my leg stiffened, my hips bucked upward.

"Oh, fuck, I'm cumming, I'm- Ah- Ah- Fuck."

My body twitched uncontrollably as it released. My cock pulsed over and over as semen flooded her mouth in large bursts. Tina never slowed down. The feeling was overwhelming. I grunted and groaned, eventually grabbing her hand to steady her. She pulled her lips off, gasping for air as I continued cumming. More spurts erupted from my tip, catching her in the cheek. Tina flinched and was struck by another, just above her eyebrow.

"Fuck," I groaned. I wanted to stop but I simply couldn't. Tina instinctively pointed my cock away from her face and a few more ropes landed on my stomach. An extra pulse or two sent a large glob of my seed trickling down my shaft onto her knuckles.

"Oh, fuck, Tina," I gasped as I finally composed myself. One more shudder rippled through me like a chill sending another pulse through my loins.

"I was not prepared for that," Tina said. She let go of my erection and held her hand up, the evidence of her success dripping down her knuckles and wrist.

"I'm sorry," I apologized. "I'm sorry." I jumped up from the couch and pulled my pants up, not even considering the mess that was my stomach. "I'll get you a towel."

"No," Tina said. "No, I'll just go to the bathroom."

I watched in silence as she disappeared into the bathroom. I looked around for a towel the only one that was there was the one that Tina had used to wipe her eyes and blow her nose. With a shrug, I took off my shirt and used it to wipe up the sticky mess from my stomach. While the water in the bathroom ran and Tina presumably cleaned herself off, I sat in silence wondering what the hell I'd done.

Fuck. This was a mistake. Right? It had to be a mistake. Fuck, Ethan, why would you let her do that?

Then again, she came onto me. She said that Jessica broke up with her. How could Jess be mad at me? She should be mad at Tina.

Of course she's going to be mad at you, you dumb fuck! And probably Tina. And now you're going to have to live in a house with both of them until you can dig yourself out if this cabin.

The door opened and Tina emerged. Her huge, perky breasts bounced her soft, loose sweater up and down on her chest as she made her way back and sat down on the couch. I noticed her eyes drift over my bare stomach and chest.

"That was... great," I said. Fuck, could you sound more stupid? You had all this time and that's what you came up with?

"I guess it did the trick," Tina said with a smirk.

"It felt great. You didn't have to do that."

"I know," Tina said. Suddenly, a look of guilt came over her. "But I wanted to. I was just so... so mad. Not that I did it out of spite. I don't want you to think that. It's just, I don't know what came over me. I saw you there, so... so... hard, and I just thought, 'this is so cruel to get him so worked up and not at least offer to help'. Then I got curious, like 'would I even be good at it?" Then I figured, 'well, there's only one way to find out.'"

"Well, I feel like I should repay the favor."

Tina laughed. "No, it's OK."

"Are you sure? You could imagine I'm... someone else. I won't get offended."

"Really, I'm OK. I promise. Thank you for listening to me. I'm sorry I sprung all this on you. I feel like you let us into your home and saved us from the storm and all we've done is argue and cause problems."

"If your problems are followed by blowjobs, you can have as many as you'd like over the next few days."

Tina burst into laughter. "I really wasn't expecting that. It was a lot. I forgot how salty it tastes. You must have thought I was such a beginner."

"It was a bit of a rough start... and ending. But you really seemed to pick it up as you went along. You'll know better for next time," I joked.

Tina laughed again. "I don't think there will be a next time. Sorry."

"A boy can dream," I said with an exaggerated sigh.

Tina smiled at me, admiringly. "Thanks again."

"I don't know how you're the one thanking me after that."

"Well, I should be getting to bed. There's sheets on the bed in the room across the hall, right?"

I sighed, realizing that this meant Tina was to sleep in a different room than Jessica.

"Yea," I answered. "They're fresh."