Living at the Frat House - A College Romance

Just like I told her that I would I push her into a second orgasm so that she’s moaning louder. Not screaming yet, but we’ll get there, and I love feeling her shake underneath me. “Malcolm,” she says, yelling into the room as I drive her over the edge a second time.

“I told you I would make you scream.”

She sighs, body relaxing. “I’m not a screamer.”

“Not yet,” I smirk up her body.

I make note of her eye roll. I’ll have to punish her for that later. Delicious punishment that will be far more fun for me than it will be for her.

“Time for your first lesson,” I say, shoving my boxers off. I crawl up her body until I’m straddling her chest, my cock practically resting against her lips.

Juno’s eyes are glazed with lust, and the way she’s tied underneath me is exactly the way that I imagined it this morning. I can’t stop now. Not when I’m so close.

“Lesson?”

“In how to suck my cock like the good pet you’re going to be,” I say. “Now open.”

She does, and I feed myself to her. Inch by inch until I can feel the back of her mouth. “First lesson is that you’re going to have to practice,” I say. “I want you to be able to take all of me. No. I expect you to learn to take all of me. So we’ll be practicing. Understand?”

She nods, and with her mouth stretched to the limit around my shaft she looks so fucking hot I can’t actually comprehend it. I pull back take my cock out of her mouth, replacing it with my balls. “Suck them.”

I close my eyes and revel in the feeling of her soft, warm mouth wrapped around me. God, it feels so good. “Lesson two,” I say. “My balls like to be warm, and it’s your job to do it when I ask. Though if you do it without asking, I’ll be very happy.”

I replace them with my cock again, and her eyes flutter closed. “I think you like my cock in your mouth, Juno.”

She just confirms by sucking harder. “Let’s practice a little more before I make you scream.”

9

Juno

If someone had told me three days ago that I’d be tied to a bed, full of orgasmic bliss, being taught how to pleasure the man I’ve given myself to, I would have told anyone that they were crazy.

But here I am, and everything about me is drenched in pleasure. And he’s pressing further into my mouth. Oh god, I’m full of him now the way I want to be full of him below.

Deeper and deeper her presses in, and I hold it. I hold it longer than I thought possible. Until I can’t breathe. Looking up at him, I barely care. Malcolm naked is a glory that I can’t believe that I get to witness. I know that I saw it last night, but up close it’s entirely different. Cut muscles and smooth skin everywhere. Dark eyes awash with animal lust and that utter confidence that somehow manages to undo me completely.

When he pulls back, I’m gasping, almost more turned on than when he made me come. My pussy is soaked again, and I don’t have any doubt that I’ll be leaving a wet spot on his sheets.

I want to reach for him. Run my fingers along his skin and explore him, but when I do my hands are bound and another burst of white heat flares through me. Malcolm smirks down at me. “I think you’re ready.”

“I’ve been ready,” I say.

He slides a condom onto his cock, and then he’s moving me again. Huge, strong hands grip my thighs and press them up and open. Until I’m nearly folded in half and the entrance to my pussy is on perfect display for him.

“You’re so wet that you’re glistening,” he says, dragging his tongue across me in one lick. “I love the way you taste.”

Just the fact that he said that has me flushing with utter embarrassment, but I still love it. Still can’t believe that I’m doing this. Still impossibly happy that I am.

Malcolm fits his cock against my entrance and eases in. Just like with my mouth, he’s easily the biggest I’ve ever had inside my pussy, and I groan from the stretch. It feels fucking amazing, but I have no idea how he’s actually going to fit inside me. And I don’t even realize that I said that out loud until he answers.

“Oh, I’ll fit, Juno. If I have to wait for you to relax after every inch, I will, but I am going to be balls deep inside your pussy.”

As soon as he says it he slides in another inch because of the burst of wetness that those words create. Holy shit. He’s so long that it feels like he’s in me a mile and he’s still pushing in. I’m almost too full. It doesn’t hurt—it aches in that way that’s good and bad at once, and I squeeze down on him which makes him curse.