"Am I your boyfriend?" Richie asked Erin.
"No. What makes you think that?"
"So, like, fuck buddies?
"Yeah. Why?"
"There's a girl in my neighborhood. I've always liked her. She just broke up with her boyfriend."
Erin looked at Richie funny. "You want
me
to give you advice on gettin' with another girl?"
"I just wondered if you'd be, like, pissed or whatever."
Erin's eyes twinkled mischievously. "Not if we do a threeway."
Richie looked surprised. "She's, like, really normal, I don't think...she'd be..."
Erin laughed. "Holy shit! I'm just kidding! But shit, Richie. What am I?
Not
normal?"
Richie just looked at her, not sure of what to say.
"Don't answer that. I'm just messin' with you," Erin smiled. "I'm glad you found somebody."
She wondered how much Richie would tell a girl about all the sex in his life — the x-rated photography, Kelsey, all the other girls. He had one hell of a sex life for a guy who was eighteen years old and only a few months past being a virgin.
—
"Hi, Richie. What's up?" a sweet female voice said.
"Oh, hi," he said. "I didn't know you were up here."
"Yeah, just a few classes." Abby had a book open, and a notebook she was writing in. The Student Center at the community college was humming with the low energy of students studying and socializing. "How are you? I heard you're taking photography."
"Yeah. Some English and math, too, to help me transfer somewhere. What are you taking?"
"Some science stuff," Abby said. "I'm thinking about pharmacy, maybe."
"Oh, yeah, that'd be good."
"Sit with me," she said. "You ever see anyone from school?"
"Not really. Kevin and Razor once in a while. Most everybody left for college."
"Yeah, it sucks," she said. "My social life dropped to nothing."
"I heard you and Stig broke up."
"Yeah. He was leaving for school anyway, but yeah, it's over."
"You wanna maybe do something sometime?" Richie asked.
"Yeah!" Abby said. Her face brightened considerably. Word on the street at the time of their high school graduation was that Richie was a virgin. She thought that might be a little awkward, but she'd always liked him and was happy to have a date.
They met that evening at Gambo's Pizza. They sat in a booth and ordered garlicky breadsticks and calzones. Mountain Dew washed it down.
"I saw you here a couple months ago," Abby said, her face smirky but gentle. "You were with the best looking girl in the place."
Richie realized it was Kelsey she was talking about. "Oh," he said, looking nervous. "She's a friend of mine. She...took me out for my birthday."
Abby wondered if the girl was an escort of some sort, but Richie didn't seem the type. The 'friend' was certainly affectionate, Abby remembered, and stunning looking. "Did you have fun?" she asked.
Richie blushed bright red. Abby could see he was embarrassed, so she didn't press him for an answer. The rest of the meal was much less stressful for Richie, with pleasant conversation and laughter.
"Wanna drink some wine?" Abby asked when they were through. "My mom and dad just left for New York City. They're going to a couple of Broadway shows, so I've got the wine cellar all to myself this weekend."
"Wine cellar?"
"It's not as fancy as it sounds, but there's enough so they never notice when a bottle or two goes missing."
"Nice! I never knew you were so devious," Richie smiled.
"And I never knew you had dates with redheads on your birthday. I'm tired of having a good reputation, anyway."
"Why would you be tired of that?"
"Why? Why
wouldn't
I? You know, Richie. You're sorta the same."
Richie nodded. He'd gone through high school being a 'good boy', and it wasn't much fun. The reputation still followed him, even though he was having more sex than the town stud.
Back at Abby's house, it didn't take long for her to make her desires known. She wasn't a highly sexed girl, but she was in the middle of a dry spell since breaking up with Stig. Richie seemed like a nice, safe boy to maybe have a friends-with-benefits thing with. It wasn't something she'd ever tried before, but some of her friends talked about that kind of thing.
Ten minutes later Richie was behind Abby, fucking her with long, steady strokes. He'd learned from Kelsey and the girls how to maintain a nice pace for a prolonged period of time. Abby had never experienced such a long, relentless build-up, and after he'd been at it for a while she had an orgasm that warped her mind. Richie held her hips tightly, working his cock deep inside her while her body trembled and quaked. He loved the reaction — it was almost as wonderful as Charity's never-ending body spasms.
When Abby's shaking thighs and twitching body started to calm, he started fucking again, hoping to overlap orgasm number two right into the first one, the way he'd learned with the girls. It was too much for Abby.
"No!...No!" she said, pushing their bodies apart. She pulled one knee to her chest and held it with her arms, still trembling. "Fffuuckk!" she whispered.
Richie sat back on his feet, wondering if he'd hurt her, or done something she didn't like.
"Godddd!" Abby whispered breathlessly, glancing shyly up at him as another tremble racked her body. "Jesus, Richie! How did you
do
that!"
"Do what? Are you okay?"
"Do
what
? Fuck, Richie! I guess I know what an orgasm is now!"
"You've never...?"
"No, I mean I sorta have, but not like
that
. Stig always...couldn't really last until I..."
"So, it was good? I thought maybe you wanted to stop."
"Stop? You mean you're not done?" she asked. She glanced at Richie's cock, still mostly hard, bobbing up and down with his heartbeat.
"No, but we can be done if you want. I mean..."
"Richie, what the fuck. How come word never got around school about you?"
"You mean...about sex? You guys talked about that?"
"A little. About guys that were supposed to be good and everything. I never did anything about it, like some of the girls. They wanted to try all the guys who were supposed to be good. I never heard your name mentioned." Abby propped herself up on her elbows. She smiled and reached for Richie's cock. "What are you, like Clark Kent or something?"
Richie smiled. Having Abby Lindeman's hand wrapped around his cock was the stuff of dreams. "I wanna watch you," he said as he flopped on his back. He reached for Abby, pulling her up for a ride. She giggled as she settled down on his hardness, and proceeded to ride herself to a second, eye-rolling orgasm. Watching Abby's face was too much for Richie — he lifted her off his red-hot cock, grabbed it in his fist and blew like a geyser.
"Fuck, Richie!" Abby gasped. She reached for the hot shaft, stroking it with a nice squeeze as slippery cum oozed onto her fingers. "That was...unbelievable," she said, watching her sticky fingers slide on the warm, hard flesh. She smiled sweetly. "Please tell me you can do that to me every time."
Richie smiled. Abigail Lindeman likes me! And she's naked, with her hand on my cock!
