nonetheless reverted to Lilly. I was sure I’d burst
before seeing her again. So far, I’d resisted the urge to masturbate, but if I
didn’t see her soon… damn it.
But
I survived until that night when I once again made my way to her apartment in
the 19 th district. I would have never thought I would find myself
in that neighborhood again, but if it was to see Lilly, to spend another night
with her, it was well worth it.
“Bobby,”
she said in a husky voice when she opened the door. She wore only a thin, pale
yellow cotton dress. In the dim light of her apartment I could see she wore no
bra, no panties.
My
cock was instantly stiff.
We
wasted no time. There were no pleasantries and no formalities. No glasses of
wine, no soft music and no hushed words. Just, have at ‘em. We were like
animals finally released from a cage, finally freed from the ties that kept us
hungry. We’d hooked up almost every night for the past week and we still
couldn’t get enough.
But
this time, something had changed. Lilly surprised me. The meek and innocent
girl who’d been startled by the sight of my cock those first few times, who
hadn’t dared touch it yet, now took control and straddled me. There was still
a blush on her cheeks as she guided my cock inside her, but she seemed
determined to have her way with me.
“I
love you, Lilly,” I said as she pumped her ass up and down over me, each
movement bringing me closer to a blessed orgasm. “I love you.”
Her
lusty smile and smoldering gaze made me hungrier still, but I couldn’t help but
notice that she didn’t respond to my declaration. She pumped harder, faster,
letting her body take over. Her tits bounced up and down, up and down,
jiggling in a way that made my cock even harder.
I
was ready to burst. I was ready to explode. Oh, shit. Yes. I thrust up
inside her, gripping her hips in my fist and spilling everything I had while I
howled like the wild beast she’d turned me into. Her orgasm quickly followed,
seizing my spent cock and sucking every last drop out of it.
“You
sure learn fast,” I said when she fell over me in a sweaty, panting heap.
As
she lay there, her breathing slowly returning to normal, I played in her hair
and massaged her scalp.
“You
know,” I said, my mind still in an orgasmic fog. “I’ve been around a time or
two, but… You do something to me, Lilly.” Hell yeah, she did something to me.
I’d even come close to telling Taryn and Errol just how I felt about her. I
wanted to shout it at the top of my lungs, I wanted to call my mother and
announce the good news. Damn, she’d be so happy. She would absolutely love
Lilly. She was exactly the sweet and kind sort of person my mother wanted for
me, and she was exactly the hot and wild seductress I wanted.
“I’m
going back to New York for Christmas break,” I said.
“Oh,”
she said softly.
“I
was hoping you’d come with me.”
She
shot off my chest so fast, I could have sworn I’d given her an electric shock.
“New York?”
“Yeah.
You’d love it. And I think it would be great if you could meet my mom.”
She
blinked a few times then ran her hand over the spattering of damp, sweaty hair
stuck to her forehead. “Bobby, I can’t go to New York.”
“Why
not? You’ll be on Christmas break, too, won’t you?”
“Yeah,
but I already have plans for that break.”
“So
change them. You said you had no family, so it’s not like anyone’s waiting for
you, right?”
Sitting
up, her expression lost the last remnants of eroticism and turned suddenly
prude. She covered herself with the sheet and stood. “Bobby, I think there’s
been some confusion here.”
I
propped myself up on my elbows. “Okay, so clarify then.”
“My
apprenticeship at the institute should be over by then.”
“Even
better. You’ll have all the time in the world. Maybe we could even extend our
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