Chapter 02: He Called Again
A close friend had just had major surgery and returned home. I went to pay him a visit, and ended up helping him out.
The condition his roommates had left his apartment in was nothing short of a health hazard. I couldn't leave it like that if I were any kind of friend at all, so without a word I began cleaning.
When my phone rang a couple hours later I ignored it. I wanted to get done in there. But after I looked around and saw how much there was yet to clean I decided it was break time. I lit up a cigarette and slowly exhaled a big thick cloud of smoke. Then reached for my phone.
I didn't recognize the number, but that was nothing new. And without checking my voicemail I called the number back. I was totally caught off guard to find it was my favorite hot youngster.
It had been months since the last time we'd fucked. He explained how he had lost my number and tried to reach me online. And that day had found my number again.
"Where are you? Can I come see you?" he asked.
I told him I was at a friend's place. Then after clearing it with my friend I gave him directions to get there. "I've been cleaning so I'm all sweaty and grimy. But I should be done before you get here."
I was relieved when he said he would be there in about an hour. The throb deep within my pussy had already begun. I hauled ass through the rest of the apartment, and was just finishing up when he arrived.
I gave him a quick hug and kiss. "I tried to get done and showered before you got here, but wasn't fast enough. Do you mind waiting while I shower? I'll make it quick." I took the faster shower in history, returning in just moments so I could relax with him.
As soon as I returned the sparks flew. We were all over one another...touching, kissing, caressing, fondling, holding. It was such an intense desire I felt, unlike anything I was used to. And for a fleeting I was rendered powerless by the lust. I tried to back off, but he pulled me closer so I could feel the raging hard on he had for me.
Trembling from the passion, we found our way to the restroom to be alone. (as if we were aware of anyone else on the planet anyways...HA!)
I fumbled with his belt as he removed everything I wore with a skillful hand. "My how the tables have turned!" I said smiling up at him. "You've obviously been practicing on someone."
He shook his head, "Nope, just got lucky. And I want you really bad!" He leaned down and kissed me, biting my lip and grabbing a handful of my hair as he did.
From our first encounter he had shown some assertiveness, but nothing like this. The level of passion could be why, as well as the raw hunger in his eyes. But there was more, much more!
Pushing me to my knees gently yet forcefully, he established his control over me. "Suck my cock!" he ordered, "Show me how much you want it."
"Mmmmm hhhmmmm" I moaned as I wrapped my lips around the bulbous head. It tasted even better than I remembered. Everything about him was better than I remembered, I thought to myself as I took his cock deeper into my hot, hungry mouth. I licked and sucked him, savoring his engorged fuck tool.
As he stopped me and guided me to my feet by my hair that was tangled in his hand, it dawned on me what was different. He was being driven by more than desire and lust, far more. I could clearly see it now, the once inexperienced, unsure young man had discovered what was within himself. The naturally dominant side of him was developing and he seemed to embrace it. What more could I ask for?
My pussy tingled and my juices flowed wildly as I stroked this young Master's cock. My fingers glided easily over his hot flesh, lubricated from the blow job I was just giving him. I felt the walls of my cunt swell as the cum built up in me. Led by the throbbing and in time with my racing pulse, I jacked my hand faster and faster on his saliva coated rod. We kissed, our tongues dancing to the rhythm of our heartbeats. I suddenly lost all control of myself as the orgasm hit me.
