The wind outside blew strongly against the house, but inside and under the covers a cozy warmth spread over me. Distantly, I heard soft, gentle music sounding from the stereo across the room.
The girl lying beside me had a mischievous grin. Her magenta eyes twinkled in the golden evening light.
“So whaddya say?” she asked. Her voice was steamy and intent.
“To what?”
She inched closer to me. I could feel her breath tickle my skin as she whispered into my ear.
“Me and you, fucking.”
A shiver ran up my spine and goosebumps shot down my arms. My thoughts clouded over and I felt my shorts grow tight as I stared at her. Her rainbow bangs partially hid her smiling gaze.
My fingers reached out and caressed her cheek. Electricity seemed to flow between us wherever our skin touched. Her hand laid over my own, holding it in place. I could hear her humming expectantly.
“I—yeah, I want to. I want us to.”
My mouth was dry and my thoughts hazy. The music coming from the stereo distilled into a calming drone. More clearly I heard a whooshing sound; the sound of blood rushing to my head.
I felt her lips meet mine and instinctively closed my eyes trying to savor the feeling. My heart beat in double time. The kiss lasted so long and yet, far too short. She pulled away, stroking my hair as she spoke.
“Good. Cause I want you so bad.”
Afterwards, I couldn’t say how long we kissed. Time held no meaning anymore. All that mattered was her and her lips and her soft moans, and her panting giggles whenever we came up for air.
Long shadows fell over the bed covers by the time our lips parted again. She had shimmied her way on top of me, her hands cupping my face gently. The oversized shirt she wore—one of my shirts—hung loosely between us. I was acutely aware that that shirt and a small pair of panties were all she had on. A bead of sweat rolled off her collarbone and down her cleavage.
“Rainbow, I really like you.”
“Mmm, I like you too.”
It felt good to hear that. We were crossing a line and baring our feelings to each other, becoming vulnerable, somehow made me feel more secure.
Her hand slid under my shirt and traced a sinuous line up to my chest. I’m certain she could feel my heart racing with every one of her movements.
“Hands in the air, pardner.”
She did her best take on an Appleloosan accent and held up a finger gun between my eyes. Her other hand was still tracing wandering lines over my chest.
“Yes, ma’am.”
I raised my arms overhead completely at her mercy. That earned me another laugh. The sound tickled my ears and sent more shivers down my arms. My hands felt numb and sensitive all at once.
Slowly, so agonizingly slowly, she pulled my shirt up over my head and tossed it away. She planted small kisses up my torso as she did so. My overstimulated nerves fully captured every brush of her lips against my bare skin.
She pulled back, taking hold of my wrists and guiding my hands to her chest. Even through the fabric of her shirt I could feel her nipples standing up ready to be toyed with. I think I forgot how to breathe as I groped her breasts. They were the perfect size to fully cup in my hands.
“Dash, I think I’m going crazy here.”
“Me too. Don’t stop. Squeeze them harder! Mmph!”
I don’t know how long I groped her chest, but before long my hands snaked their way under her shirt to feel her body directly. I found her nipples and pinched and teased them. Her small gasps and moans egged me on the whole way.
She rocked back and forth on my waist. I’m sure she felt the bulge straining against my shorts. I definitely felt her soft bottom rub against it. The valley of her ass guided my aching erection to poke her most sensitive spot. Our hips gyrated together as we savored each other's loins.
Her fingers found my nipples and she mirrored my teasing of her breasts with some of her own. She pulled her shirt up—holding the fabric between her teeth—so that I could stare at her naked chest as we played with one another.
Her skin was ever so lightly tanned, and her nipples were light pink and ringed by cute little areolas. A light sheen of sweat coated her body and gleamed in the dimming daylight. Her face was flushed with excitement and she beamed down at me with desire filling her gaze.
“You are so beautiful.”
It was all I could think to say. But at that moment it was so blindingly obvious that she was the most beautiful girl in the whole world. That one truth overshadowed every other thought in my mind.
She leaned in close to kiss me again.
“Thanks. You’re the only person to ever tell me that. Everyone always says I’m cool or fast or athletic, but…”
She trailed off mumbling something into my chest I couldn’t make out. I stroked her hair, entranced by all the colorful strands and how they shifted from one hue to the next.
“Dash… I really mean it. I—ah!”
I gasped. Her hand had finally found the bulge in my shorts. And her tongue had found my nipple.
“Ha weely ‘pweciate id.”
The words came out slurred as her tongue was busy drawing circles around my nipple. She brought her lips down and suckled me. I’d never experienced anything like it and moaned despite myself.
Her hand rubbed more and more intently over my crotch. A wet spot began to spread through the fabric at the tip of the bulge. Every nerve in my body seemed to be concentrated there.
Before long her hand delved past the elastic of my waistband and she had me fully in her grasp. The sensation her small fingers brought me as she massaged my member was too much to take.
More moans escaped me. Her palm was so warm and the friction of it against my shaft pushed and pulled my foreskin in amazing ways.
“These are in the way. I want to see it.”
She tugged at my shorts trying to pull them down and set my member free. I lifted my hips up and shuffled off my shorts faster than I thought possible. She giggled at my efforts and kissed and nibbled at my neck as I kicked my shorts away. With them gone she had a clear view of my pride and joy. Her legs wrapped around my own, locking me in place, like a python coiled around its prey. Her finger tips traced around the glans.
“You’re so big. I can hardly wrap my hand around it.”
I was transfixed by her words and the touch of her hand on me. She gripped the shaft lightly, bouncing it in her palm as if weighing it.
“Fuck…”
I heard her whisper the word and a drop of precum rolled down to her hand from the tip. She brought her hand up to her mouth and took a tentative lick. I stared at her, mouth agape.
“Kinda salty.”
“God… Dash, I—fuck…”
Her eyes shifted to meet mine. She started licking her palm in earnest, coating it in her saliva. Her gaze kept me trapped even as she lowered her hand back down and started stroking me.
“Does it feel good? I heard it’s better when it’s wet like this.”
“It feels amazing, mmm. This is bad, Dash. You’ll make me cum like this, haah.”
Her grip on my cock tightened and the speed of her strokes quickened. The pressure of her thighs around my leg grew stronger and something wet was soaking through her panties.
“I wanna watch you cum.” She licked my neck. “I wanna see your hot sticky load jet out all over me.” Her breasts rubbed against my side. “Your cock is throbbing so much. You like me jerking you off like this, big guy?”
Her other hand reached down to my balls and started gently rolling them around her fingers. My own hand found her ass and started groping at her perfectly round cheeks. Her supple and smooth skin was irresistible.
“Argh, Dash!”
“That’s it, don’t hold back. Gimme your hot cum. Shoot it out of this big cock for me!”
I felt a shiver slide down my spine. My cock grew even harder at her encouragement and my balls tightened.
“I’m cumming!”
My mind went blank as I bucked my hips. Sperm rocketed up my shaft and spurted out in thick ropes. Dash’s hand kept stroking the whole time coaxing out more and more. A streak of cum shot up her arm and on her chest causing her to gasp.
“Haah yes! Keep cumming. It’s so fucking hot!”
Vaguely, I felt her shudder and her grip on my leg became like a vice. Wetness trailed down my thigh like a waterfall.
“Keep cumming! Ohmygosh, ohmygosh, fucking haah yesh, I’m cumming!”
Her whispered squeals reverberated in my ears. Her hand left my balls and darted into her panties as she reached her own climax. Tears of rapturous pleasure filled her magenta eyes and she let loose a low guttural moan that trailed off into a long quivering whimper.
“Ooohhh fffffhhhuuuuuuuhuuuck mmmmnnnnn~”
Her grip on my shaft weakened as she rode out her own orgasm. Waves of shuddering ecstasy rolled over her body several times before fading.
I peered down to see an absolute mess of cum over my stomach and crotch. Her hand smeared the thick batter all around my shaft and long streaks of jizz painted her hand and arm white and sticky.
All my muscles from my head to my toes relaxed all at once. A dreamy euphoria settled in. Colors seemed brighter and the sound of our panting became clearer and sharper. I laid an arm over my forehead and breathed deeply, sighing as my thoughts came back into focus.
“I’m sorry, Dash…”
“Haah what… haah for?”
“I finished so… so fast… I don’t know I felt like I should’ve taken the lead more, I—god, feel so lame…”
In a flash, she straddled me again. She stared down at me with a frustrated expression. Her mouth worked trying to find the words.
“Dude, I wanted you to cum! Didn’t you hear me a second ago? If I’d have finished by myself now that would’ve been lame.”
“But Dash—“
“No buts! Since when have I not taken the lead in like everything ever?! Seriously this is one of the best moments of my life so stop trying to ruin it with your dumbness.”
I had to smile at that.
“Okay, okay. You’re right. I’ve just never done this before. I wanna do right by you.”
“You can start by shutting up and kissing me.”
She leaned in and our lips met again. I could never grow tired of that feeling.
“You’re doing fine, dude. This is my first time too. Let’s just enjoy it together, okay?”
“Deal.”
I pulled her down for a hug and we both yelped. Turns out semen, sweat and other fluids were a lot less noticeable when you’re in the heat of the moment, but felt pretty gross when you weren’t. We both stared down at the sticky cooling mess of liquids between our bodies and laughed.
“So you mind if I use your shower before we continue?”
“Heh, feel free.”
Dash rolled off the bed, tossing my borrowed shirt aside. I watched with a grin as she sashayed topless over to the door. She stretched and sexily leaned up against the doorframe reminding me of a pole dancer. Staring back at me, biting her lip, she brushed rainbow bangs out of her eyes with a wave of her hand.
“Well? You coming or what, stud?”
I swallowed audibly, dumbstruck.
“Uh… Yeah!”
She giggled as I sat up, skipping out into the hallway toward the bathroom. Of course, she always had to take the lead. I made to follow her, but stopped short when something slapped my face, momentarily blinding me.
I hastily reached up and pulled a sopping wet pair of panties from off over my eyes. I heard laughter from out in the hallway.
Nice, was all I could think as I stared down at them, feeling my cock stiffen back up.
They were white with blue stripes.
