'Someone' Special [9 / 12] 3.5K words
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"Okay, your choice." Alan picked her up and sat her down on his lap, while he sat back down in his lounge chair. Not only that, but a few seconds later he lifted her up slightly and set her back down on his erection.
Xania gasped for air as she felt his thick pole impale her deeply. Her pussy was still very lubricated from before she'd passed out. She complained, "Hey! What are you doing?!"
He quipped, shooting some words she'd recently said right back at her, "Sorry, you've got me panting in desperation, wanting to fuck you."
"Ha ha. Very funny. Seriously though, don't. You fucked me and then we came out here and you licked my pussy. I'm all sore down there. Can't you give me a few more minutes to recover?"
"Sorry, no." He was getting off on being bossy. But fundamentally he was still the same nice guy he always was, so he said, "Don't worry, I'm planning to just stay fully sheathed in you like this while we talk. It feels good. Is that okay?"
She grumbled, "Well... I suppose."
In fact, despite her seeming reluctance, she had to admit to herself that it felt pretty damn good. It was true that her pussy lips were still feeling overly sensitive and needed to recover after her massive climax, but she secretly loved the feeling of fullness that he was giving her.
After giving her a few more moments to adjust to his invasion, he prodded her, "So... you were saying?"
She thought, As if I can think like this! This fuckin' young buck has such a thick one! But dammit, he's not gonna best me. I'll show him, and even wow him, with my multitasking abilities.
She looked all around again, as best she could with her limited field of view. At least having him unexpectedly spear me like that is distracting me from worrying about all the neighbors that I woke up with my loud screams.
Dammit! Why did I have to just remind myself about that?!
After collecting her thoughts, she went on, "It sounds like you're endlessly inventive with some pretty wicked plans. On a personal note, I hope to come to this house often and experience some of your plans firsthand." She grinned wickedly at him.
He didn't mean to, but his boner flexed inside her in response to her sexy look, as well as the implications of her "personal note."
She continued, "But, that said, I think you're smart to try to narrow your focus to your core group. I think you could easily lose most of those cheerleaders and any other girls at school. Who would you rather fuck, one of your home four, or some high school teenybopper who barely even knows what sex is? I can't imagine they have bodies to compare, and you can hardly find four nicer people."
"That's a no-brainer, Xania. Heather's body is a 'perfect ten' for her age, like Amy's and Sis's, but her personality is a completely different story."
"What about the others? Are they 'all that?'"
"If things were at least semi-normal for me, I'd be totally delighted to have sex with them. Hell, how many guys get to have sex with more than one woman at the same time, period? But, as Amy would say, I'm super double duper ultra mega spoiled by the likes of Mom, or Sis, or... heck, you. Plus I have very little emotional attachment to most of them."
Xania said, "Then let 'em down easy. Focus on the women you love, and lust for, the most."
He nodded. "I should. It's easier said than done though, because I'm like a kid in a candy store, and it's really hard to have self-restraint. I'll try. That said, I have to admit that having sex with Heather brings out some kind of darker side of me. I call it my 'Bad Alan' mode. And being 'Bad Alan' sometimes can be a great stress reliever. But I suspect that's just a phase I'm going through."
Xania considered that, while idly pondering why she was giving this advice to help improve his sex life still further, even as his erection remained fully sheathed inside her. She said, "Well, at school you have Amy and Glory, assuming things work out with her. You can play around with them at school, can't you?"
"I can, sometimes. Usually at lunch. It's risky, though, especially with Glory."
She chuckled. "What a life you live! Having sex with one of your teachers, even! Anyway, those are quality fucks, especially given what you've said about Glory's deep-throating skills, and I understand you have serious feelings for her too. Obviously it would be too risky for you to even wink at Katherine at school, unfortunately."
"Yeah."
She added, "I don't see why you need to bother with the others though. It's true you could still do them from time to time if you want, but what about the issue of sexual diseases and pregnancy? We'll have to discuss that later. You seem pretty forgetful about those things."
He thought about his recent discussions with Suzanne about STDs. In particular, he thought about the danger of having sex with the promiscuous Heather, not to mention Simone and the other girls at school.
He sighed. "That's so true. I have been taking some precautions, especially with Heather. But the fact that I'm still fucking her at all, much less as frequently as I am, isn't very wise. I have sexual fun nearly every day at school, and much of the time it's been with her."
Xania paused as a new thought hit her. "Hey, wait a minute! Do you realize how absurd it is to have sex during the school day on a regular basis?! You really are one lucky bastard!"
She gave him a chagrined smile, and even churned her hips a little bit. She still wasn't ready for active fucking, but she couldn't resist teasing him a little bit.
He smiled back, a bit abashed. Then he felt a thrill rush up and down his spine in response to her subtle churning. But he decided to pretend to ignore that, and just nodded at her. "You're right. What I'm doing is pretty risky, if not downright foolish. But what can I say? I'm greedy. Just a matter of weeks ago none of the cheerleaders would have talked to me at all, had it not been that I was so close to Amy and Sis. So I guess it's a bit of an ego boost. It's so hard to resist! Especially Heather. She's like a succubus or siren, or something. I have a really hard time saying no to her."
Xania churned around in place in an effort to bring some relief to her bound arms. They were starting to hurt. However, the result was that her arms felt no better, but she found herself inadvertently grinding on his turgid boner. Once she realized what was happening, it felt so good that she had to force herself to stop.
He felt such a surge of pleasure in response to her churning that he had to gasp for air. His eyes bugged out and his heart started racing. But he looked at her rather expressionless face and decided that she either was just trying to stretch or she was playing games with him. So again he pretended to ignore it. He also forced himself not to reciprocate, since he'd told her he was giving her a chance to rest.
Xania, though, decided that what happened felt so good that although she wasn't ready for vigorous fucking yet, she could definitely have fun playing with him a little bit. She asked him, "By the way, what about Christine? You haven't mentioned her at all, but I keep hearing her name bandied about."
"Oh, man! You know about her? Man! She's different. She's totally great, and a good friend. She's so friggin' smart. In fact, she's probably a genius. And she's so smoking hot that it's ridiculous! She's a blonde bombshell with tits out to here!" He clutched his hands in front of him, indicating nearly Brenda-sized breasts. But then he had a naughty idea and clutched Xania's boobs instead.
Xania felt Alan's penis start to throb when the topic went to Christine, while his eyes widened and his breath quickened. Those clues made it obvious that Christine, whoever she was, had a powerful hold on his heart.
Smirking, she asked him, "Really? A teenage girl, that stacked? I shudder to think how busty she'll be after she has a couple of kids." At the same time, she subtly clenched and released her pussy walls around his thickness.
He liked that idea a lot, and the fact that his hard-on suddenly tingled with even more joy only increased his approval. He smiled as he mentally pictured Christine standing naked, pregnant with his third child. Her tits were nearly the size of Brenda's.
There was a long pause. Alan was off in fantasy land. Without realizing it, he started thrusting in and out of Xania. It wasn't much - less than an inch - but he was thinking about fucking Christine and his body was having an involuntary reaction.
Xania realized he was fantasizing and probably didn't even realize how he was subtly pushing in and out of her. So she asked, "Helloooo? Earth to Alan?"
He wiped the stupid grin off his face. His boner also stopped moving as he came back to the here-and-now. "Yeah. Sorry. Where were we?"
Xania reminded him, "Christine. How often do you fuck her at school?"
"None. I haven't had any sex with her whatsoever. Frankly, I don't think she's even interested in me. I asked her out a while back and she turned me down. She's the pure virgin type. She's very hard to get."
Xania whistled. "Phew! Those are the heart breakers. A guy like you, you'll fuck the slutty ones from here to the moon and back. But in the end, you'll end up with a virginal type like Christine. That's how it usually goes. Especially with her being a genius and all the rest."
He replied, "No way, José. You don't know what she's like. Anyway, she's not the only one who affects me like that. Heather has this strange hold on me that I can't explain. I mean, Heather, despite all her bitchiness, she gives me a boner every time I see her. She's 'magazine cover' beautiful, and she fucks like a banshee. She has good reason to be full of herself."
Xania noticed that the mention of Heather's name didn't affect him or his cock the way that the mention of Christine's name had, but she decided not to mention that. Instead she suggested, "Okay, kiddo, given that you're incorrigible, I have a radical idea for your school problem. Instead of running from Heather, make her or keep her as a regular school fuck."
Xania was disappointed that Alan had stopped his subtle little thrusting, so she decided to resume her own pussy squeezing. She still had no difficulty talking, but as her own arousal and fuck-need steadily grew, that affected her advice to him and the language she used. "She sounds like a really interesting character, and a curvaceous hottie, and you both have extremely hot sex with each other, from the sounds of it. So run with that whole 'Bad Alan' thing."
"Really? You think I should?" He couldn't help but notice Xania's resumed pussy clenching, but he figured it was just a sign of her growing lust and that she didn't realize that she was doing it. So again he tried his best not to show any visible reaction, even though it felt fantastic.
She responded, "Sure! She could be your school butt toy. I'm guessing she'd practically kill to be made one, from what you've told me about your anal sex with her. Whenever you want to take a break from your classes, or during lunch or whatever free time you have, just go to that secret room you use and give her ass a nice, full filling of that long, hard, fat, meaty, throbbing, juicy power drill you keep between your legs!"
"Now you're talking! I like the way you think." Between her words and her increasingly obvious rhythmic pussy squeezing, his determination not to do more than just rest his boner deep inside her cunt was fading fast. He sat up straight and got busy fondling both of her big, round tits.
Far from protesting that, Xania showed her approval by blatantly churning her hips, squeezing his erection in unpredictable but very pleasurable ways. She spread her legs wider to make it easier for him. I can't believe I'm actually encouraging this guy to fuck someone else while I get busy grinding on his dick. I've never done THAT before. His sex life is totally unreal!
It was completely obvious that they were fucking now. True, he wasn't thrusting in and out, but with the way her entire upper body was moving in response to her churning hips, he didn't have to. He was glad, because he was still technically keeping his promise to just rest his hard-on inside her, and yet he was enjoying all the joy of a good fuck. He again decided not to point out what was obviously happening, for fear that she might stop if he did.
The only problem was that he really wanted to get her insightful feedback, so he had to keep the mentally-tasking conversation going. "The only problem with that plan is that I really, really don't like her. She's not a good person. I can feel it. She's going to do something that'll really fuck my life up, because all she can think of is herself. I can feel it in my bones."
"That's probably true, but that's why she needs you. You have to make her a better person. Give her humility with constant, humiliating assfucks. Everyone here talks about what a great pussy tamer your cock is, and I have to admit that it's not just talk. Look at what you've done to Brenda in a short time. I hear she used to be quite bitchy and hotheaded."
"I've heard that too, although I find it hard to believe."
"Do something similar to Heather. Tame her inner bitch through her weak spot, which obviously is her needy ass. I very much doubt any other boys your age have any clue about how to fuck a girl's ass properly."
He rolled her nipples between his fingers as he responded, "That sounds so tempting, but... she's dangerous, I'm telling you. I'm safer just getting her out of my life."
Xania's eyelids fluttered and her breathing quickened as she started bouncing up and down on his fat pole while continuing to churn her hips around it too. She didn't care if her pussy was fully recovered or not anymore, because it felt too good to stop.
Her breathing was growing increasingly labored, but she still managed to say, "Heather's in your life whether you want her to be or not. I know the type. If you try to push her all the way out, that's when she's going to go ballistic. If she does something desperate and dangerous, that's because you threatened to completely stop fucking her. She's got her claws in you and it'll get bloody if you try to pull them out. To put it another way, sometimes the safest place is in the eye of the storm. You want her on your side. As long as you fuck her ass, she'll be a bitch, but a manageable one. She'll be your bitch!"
"Hmmm. You're probably right." He had to admit that he really liked the idea of her being his bitch.
Xania's lust was running wild as she added, loudly, but more to herself than to him, "Make her your bitch! Make her beg! She's totally hooked on your cock, don't deny it! Take full advantage! Fuck her into submission!"
With a start, she thought, Wait a second here! Am I talking about Heather or myself?! Fuck! Why is this kid affecting me so much? I really should stop humping and grinding all over his cock so I can think straight and give him some good advice.
Determined to prove to herself and him that she was still in full control, she actually did bring her sexy hip movements to a more-or-less complete stop. Then she just rested for some long moments and waited to fully recover her breath.
