His mouth was soft and silky against my skin. My flesh hugged his tongue, quivering with every lick. I thrust back and forth, meeting his face each time and causing my thighs to shake with pleasure. He reached under and dug his fingers into my full buttocks for leverage as he continued jamming his tongue deep inside my pink. His breathing was deep and low with each slimy insertion.
“You taste so good,” he said with a moan before showering my clit with attention. He lapped and sucked and tugged without even stopping to take a breath. The limo seat was sopping wet beneath me as I squirmed against his mouth. He made a low humming sound as he concentrated on his licks.
I was concentrating on the wetness of his tongue when something about his licks felt familiar. I rose up to my elbows and smiled at him. “Are you licking the alphabet?” His eyes grew bigger, but he didn’t stop. “I knew you read my Cosmopolitan Magazines,” I said while reaching down to stroke his hair.
He laughed and kept humming as he dug his face back in as deeply as possible, grinding his tongue in my canal before wildly shaking his head back and forth. My breath quickened as I ground my pussy hard against his soaked cheeks. I released a moan from the depths of my belly and arched hard as my legs quivered and tightened around his trapped head. My body shook as I reached the tipping point, sending a flood of warm drippings down his chin. He continued to softly kiss my mound while I tried to catch my breath.
“They really know what they’re talking about in those articles,” he said while pulling away and using his hand to wipe my juices from his face.
All I could do was release a breathy laugh. I sat up and made room for him on the seat next to me. “That octopus has nothing on you,” I said.
“Even with four legs?”
“Hmmm … you have a point there,” I said as I slid off the seat and knelt in front of him. “We’ll have to see how your one compares.”
I tried to seductively unbuckle his belt, but he was a ball of energy and couldn’t stop himself from helping me free his dick from those “Sunday best” pants. “Commando? Really?” I asked as two pink testicles met my gaze beneath the lower edge of his shirt.
“Don’t judge me,” he said with a smirk.
I grabbed one corner of the fabric and lifted it up and down for a quick peek. I took a deep breath to slow my racing heart before unbuttoning the lower part of the shirt and tucking the two corners behind him. It was long and hard and beautiful. He’ll be growing into this monster, just like his feet. I pulled one pant leg off entirely for easier access and nestled my body between his legs. I wasn’t sure where to begin and tried to think of my helpful hints from Cosmo. I knew I was supposed to watch my teeth and think of a lollipop or nibble like a corn cob … all those attention grabbing blurbs ran through my head, but nothing had prepared me for the absolute rush of lust now taking over my body. I froze as I tried to take in all my senses.
He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “Please don’t tell me the octopus is edging ahead.”
I shook my head and laughed. “I’m mentally preparing myself.”
“You don’t have to do anything,” he said as he motioned for me to sit next to him. “I just like hanging out with you.”
I ran my hands up and down his legs and looked up at him. “I’m ready.” I leaned in and gently kissed his shaft. He squirmed in response and reached down to stroke my hair. Our eyes were locked as I ran my tongue from the base of his cock to the tip and swirled my tongue around his opening. He moaned and squeezed me between my legs. I held him firmly with both hands and slid my mouth over the head and slowly sucked before trying to slide my mouth further down his cock. I gagged and pulled back.
“Sorry. I’m not good at this.”
“It feels amazing,” he said as he dabbed at my watery eyes.
I took a deep breath. “I’m going in.”
He laughed as he adjusted his hips in the seat. I swallowed his head again, remembering to breathe through my nose this time. My mouth moved up and down, experimenting with different rhythms. Billy made a sound that was half squeak and half groan as he squirmed in his seat and exhaled loudly.
I felt the limo slow down before it pulled over and stopped. “I’m gonna step out and take a quick smoke,” Andy called out from the front seat.
We both jumped at his voice, having forgotten he was even behind the divider. Shit. Can he hear us? I don’t even care. I stared at his cock and ran my fingers along the sides, marveling at how hard it was. I resumed my sucking and slurping, using the fast rhythm that sent him squirming the wildest. His tip was deep in my mouth, hitting the back of my throat with each bob of my head. Saliva and precum swirled in my mouth and dripped down my chin as I cupped his balls with one hand and stroked the base of his shaft with the other.
The rhythm of my hand and mouth were building against his thrusting hips when the door next to us suddenly opened. “We should probably head back guys,” Andy said as he bent down to look inside.
Both of us swiveled our heads in surprise. I muffled a sound with Billy’s cock still deep in my throat.
“Whoa! Sorry guys.” He kept the door open and stared at us.
As I started backing off, he exploded in my mouth with a shudder. Billy shouted, “Oh shit! Sorry! Sorry!” The door was finally slammed shut and the limo soon started moving again. I winced and swallowed the contents in my mouth.
Billy leaned forward and took my face in his hands. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. He scared me and I just…”
“I’m not mad. I’m just embarrassed. Never thought I’d have an audience for that sort of thing.”
We adjusted our clothing and rode back to the gym in silence, sharing wide-eyed glances at each other. I couldn’t look at Andy when he opened the door for us. You could hear the smirk on his face as he said, “Be good you two.” We mumbled a “thank you” as we scurried away. Instead of joining the dance again, we sat down on a cement bench in front of the gym. I was surprised to feel the cool surface under my thighs.
“Crap! I left my Spanx in there!”
“Want to go back and grab them?”
“Hell no.”
“You really don’t need them anyway.”
“You’re just being nice because you spooged in my mouth without warning.” That broke the tension in the air and sent us into a giggling fit.
He threw his arm around me and squeezed. “So … what happens now?”
“We wait for Evelyn.”
He nudged me with his elbow. “You know what I mean, dork.”
“Well, I’m hoping we can practice that some more,” I said with a sheepish grin. “How did I do?”
“Amazing! I hope we don’t have to wait until we escape to Chico State.”
“We’re never alone,” I groaned. “We have to be careful. Dad and Evelyn would freak out.”
Billy stood up with his hands on his hips. “Fooling around is a waste of time.”
I lowered my voice to imitate my father. “Why have sex when you can watch war documentaries?”
“Do you think our parents still do it?”
I clamped my han
d over my ears. “La la la. I can’t hear you.”
He laughed and leaned in for a soft kiss. “And how did I do?”
I grabbed his hands and squeezed them. “You would wipe out the prize shelves at Adventure Park.”
When Evelyn arrived to pick us up, she was jumping out of her skin for details. We rambled on about the dresses and the music. I ran my hand along her arm and looked in the backseat at Billy. “You guys saved prom. I can’t thank you enough.”
Even with Andy’s intrusion, that had been the best night of my young life.
I was still curled into a ball as I remembered that night. I rolled over onto my back and stared at the ceiling. I need to call him. I sat up and glanced at the phone and the nausea hit me again. I didn’t want to say anything stupid, so I decided to distract myself with cleaning to get the nerves out. I dusted some shelves and straightened out a junk drawer while practicing deep breathing. What went wrong? Why did he pull away after that night?
The first week after prom had been fairly normal. The only hint of what happened was an occasional brush of a hand or flash of skin in the hallway as we waited our turn for the shared bathroom. We wanted more, but couldn’t risk getting caught at home and hadn’t thought of a suitable rendezvous spot. Normal left town on a sunny Friday afternoon.
Billy had a chess club meeting, so I made the thirty minute walk home alone. Even at 18, I still made an effort not to step on the sidewalk cracks. I was mindlessly hopping over them and didn’t notice the car slowly creeping next to me.
“Hey, Trouble,” a voice called out.
I turned to see Andy Olson driving a bright blue Camaro with a big shit-eating grin on his face. “I’ve been looking for you. I believe these belong to you,” he said as he waved my Spanx out the window.
I walked forward and tried to yank them from his hands. He tried to play tug-of-war with the garment before finally releasing. I turned on my heels and quickened my pace while staring at the ground.
“I didn’t know the prom date was your brother.”