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Lick 'n Tiff
by rache

Copyright 2010 Rachael Ross All rights reserved. rache696@yahoo.com
Intended for adults only.


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Lick 'n Tiff
by rache


Chapter Twelve - Tiffany on Ice (Part II)



"You look really great, Tiffany."

"Thanks," I said, smiling in the passenger seat while Jeremy drove.
"You look kinda great too."

"Oh." He smiled back and I kicked myself in the brain. Kinda great?
What did that mean?

I was pretty new to this being nice to boys thing. I mean, I'd never
been an introverted super-shy sort of girl or anything. I got along
with people just fine. It's just that I'd never wanted a boyfriend,
you know? So I'd always had like this force field of "Fuck off and
die!" around me.

Well, maybe not that bad, but some guys thought so. I heard one boy,
Mike Hamstead, call me the Dairy Queen once because I was totally cold
and completely lickable. He'd said that behind my back, as in two rows
behind me on the bus. His friends had laughed and I'd felt sorta bad
inside for a week afterwards.

Just the other day when I'd been at the grocery store I heard Greg Lam
ask a stock boy named Henry, "Hey! What's the difference between
Tiffany and Big Ben?"

"I dunno," the stock boy said, grinning at me because I was standing
right there staring at them.

"Big Ben will give you the time of day!" Greg said and they both
laughed while I just frowned.

And then he had the nerve to ask me out! Can you believe that? I
totally ignored him and Greg looked at Henry and said, "See?" Like
what did he expect after making a joke like that? Boys are so stupid
sometimes and that's one reason I didn't much like them. Maybe if
they'd act normal once in awhile I'd actually be nice for a change. It
was probably one of those catch-22 things my mom talked about,
although I never really understood what she meant by that.

But then again...Jeremy had been nice to me.

Even when I'd blown him off, he hadn't gotten mad or made any dumb
jokes behind my back, so far as I knew. And now he had me sitting in
his car! Funny how that works, isn't it? I was tempted to have sex
with Jeremy just so he could tell all the jerks how much fun it had
been to get me on my back. Wouldn't that make them feel stupid? I
wouldn't even deny it either and when they came around, begging for a
date because they thought I'd be an easy fuck? I'd totally blow them
off. Again.

The truth was that I had completely different reasons for letting
Jeremy get my panties down. I didn't want to be gay and if letting a
boy put his thing inside me was the cure for rampant flaming
lesbianism, well...I'd grit my teeth and take my medicine. I just really
hoped I liked it. I mean, if Jeremy got his dick inside me and it
turned out I hated it, then he wouldn't really be curing anything.
He'd just be fucking a lesbian.

That would totally suck in like seven different ways!

So you can imagine how nervous I felt. I tried to keep smiling and
make small talk, you know, act all normal and everything. My mind was
going a million miles an hour though. Should I let him do it before or
after we went ice skating? There were a lot of pros and cons to
consider, after all. Like how much fun would it really be to skate
around with a pussy full of cum? That would be sorta messy, I
supposed. And if I fell on my butt, like I sometimes do even though
I'm a really good skater, I'd probably go "splat!" and that would be
pretty embarrassing!

People would probably be able to tell I'd had sex too, since I'd worn
my figure skating outfit. I liked it, what can I say? It looked nice
anyway, being kind of a tight one-piece dress, a red one, with a
really short skirt. You know, like figure skaters wear. I had the
matching red shorts and my red thong on under that, but I'd left my
stockings at home. It was ice skating, yeah, but indoor skating, so it
wasn't like the place was Alaska cold or whatever.

But if I waited until after we went skating, then I'd be worried about
what was coming and I did want to have a good time. I'd probably mess
up all my jumps and spins and end up looking like an idiot. And then
Jeremy would think he was dating a klutz and wouldn't even want to be
seen with me! I'd have to take the bus home and if I wanted to have
sex with a guy, it would probably be some old janitor in a trench coat
who smelled like Chinese food. I definitely wouldn't like that and so
I'd never find out if I was a real lesbian or not!

See? I had a lot to think about and time was running out!

And what was Jeremy doing anyway? I figured we'd run out of gas or
have a flat tire or just miss our turn and end up out by the lake.
Isn't that what boys do? He seemed to be taking shortcuts to the Rec
Center, running red lights and speeding. Sorta. Well, not really, but
it seemed like it. We were almost there and all he'd done was tell me
how nice I looked and talked a little about how much fun the Virgin
Circus had been.

"Yeah," he continued his boring story, "and then I won a banana cream
pie at the cakewalk."

"Wow," I said.

"My brothers ate most of it," he shrugged. "Did you win anything?"

"Ummm...Not really," I sighed. "Amber bought me a snow globe though."

"Amber?" he looked confused for a second and then nodded. "Your
friend, right? I think I remember her."

"You think so?" I laughed at that, totally not believing him. What boy
would ever forget an insanely hot college coed? Or maybe she was just
insanely hot to me, but I didn't want to go there.

"What?" Jeremy gave me a smile. "No. I remember. She looked like your
sister kinda."

"Yeah," I sighed, not wanting to talk about her anymore, like I said.

I wanted to push away the nervousness I felt, because I really did
feel a little scared. My tummy had grown tight and my heart was going
a bit faster. I'd pretty much made up my mind, but what if he laughed
at me? What if Jeremy didn't like me or he thought I was some kind of
slut, or...All those thoughts kind of rushed at me out of nowhere and I
wasn't prepared for them.

I thought this would be really easy, you know? Like it had nothing to
do with Jeremy at all. He was just a dick. A cock, I mean. A penis
that I wanted to see if I liked or not and...God! It finally hit me that
he was a real person. That sounds really dumb and super shallow, I
know. I'm almost embarrassed to admit it, but it's true. Nobody wants
to be laughed at, just like nobody wants to be used. That thought hit
me like a hammer and I decided that whatever happened, if I really
wanted the truth, I had to be honest.

Sorta.

"Hey, um...Jeremy?" I swallowed hard as he looked at me. "Do you really
want to go ice skating?"

"Uhhhh..." he smiled and sorta shrugged. "I don't know. Why? Don't you?"

"Well..." I closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath before
opening them again.

"What's wrong, Tiff?"

"Nothing," I said quickly. "I just...I've never been on a date before."

"I know," he chuckled. "Your mom made sure I knew that."

"Oh." I nodded, wondering what else she might have said.

"She told me to make sure you have a good time," he told me. "And, um...
if I touch you, she'll break my fingers."

"What?" I laughed and rolled my eyes.

"I think she was joking," he confessed.

"Probably," I agreed with a giggle and we were stopped at a red light
so we just looked at each other for a minute.

"I'm really nervous," he admitted, watching my face and I knew Jeremy
half-expected me to laugh at him, but I didn't. We were both scared,
which would explain why we'd been talking about stupid stuff for
twenty minutes.

"Do you want to?" I asked him gently.

"Want to...What?"

"Touch me," I said, clearing my throat and I'd never felt so shy in my
life. It felt weird. "I won't tell on you."

"You won't?" Jeremy didn't know if he should smile or laugh or what.
Probably he thought I was joking and a car honked behind us.

"The light's green," I said, smiling as I spread my legs a little,
showing him a lot of thigh because that skirt was really short.

"Yeah," he nodded and the car behind us honked again.

"Yeah it's green?" I giggled. "Or yeah you wanna touch me?"

"Yeah," he laughed, watching as I put my hands between my legs,
turning the palms out like I was caressing my thighs, pushing them
even further apart.

My shorts were snug and they didn't really show anything, you know,
but they didn't hide the swell of my mound at all. They didn't cover
the pale hollows inside my thighs, the soft skin drawn taut as I
widened my legs about as far as I could. Maybe I was acting like a
slut, I wasn't sure, but the invitation had to be unmistakable.

I felt that tightness in my belly sinking lower, drawing the tiny
muscles in my pussy tight with anticipation. Whatever my brain was,
lesbian or bisexual or whatever, my body didn't seem to care. I liked
the way Jeremy looked at me. I liked touching myself for him too.
There was something exciting about it that I didn't expect or fully
understand yet.

"Get off the road, asshole!" The car behind us passed with a shout and
more angry honking.

"We better, uh..." Jeremy yanked his eyes off me as we started moving
again.

"Go to the lake?" I suggested.

"The lake?"

"I've never been there," I said with a lick of my lips, but I'd heard
all about it.

"It's daytime though," he said and I wondered what difference that
made.

"So?" I giggled. "Is it closed during the day or something?"

"No," he laughed too. "I don't think so, but...Are you sure?"

"Yeah," I lied. "I'm sure. I don't feel like ice skating anymore."

"Okay, um..." Jeremy blinked and looked around. "We need to go that
way."

Every town has a lake, right? Or at least a make out spot, whether
there's water or not. We had the lake and by all accounts it was
supposed to be pretty romantic. I'd never been there, of course, and
I'm sure Mom wouldn't have approved, but I didn't plan on her ever
finding out either. As much as I loved and trusted her, she was still
my mom and I was still a sixteen year old girl. I mean, sneaking off
to the lake was in my blood! Even if I'd never even imagined such a
thing before. Why would I? I'd never liked a boy before.

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"Wait," I said about twenty minutes later. "Just sit there and watch
me."

"Watch you?" Jeremy smiled and the back seat of his old Honda Accord
wasn't overly large, but roomy enough for what I wanted to do.

"Yeah," I nodded. "But take off your pants first."

"Huh?"

"Take them off," I sorta commanded, but in a playful way as I got more
comfortable. "I've never done this before."

"Me neither," Jeremy said, unbuckling his belt slowly and looking at
me. "What are you gonna do?"

"Tease you," I giggled, sitting sideways on the bench seat with my
back against the door.

"Ohhhh..." The boy rolled his soft brown eyes and he really did look
cute. A lot of girls liked him and any one of my friends would have
traded places with me in a heartbeat.

"I just sorta want you to look at me first," I said. "Okay?"

"Yeah," he shrugged. "I guess we can, um..."

He licked his lips as I spread my legs and for once I was kind of glad
I wasn't very tall. Jeremy must have been almost six feet or
something, but not me and I bent my knee and put my left leg along the
top of the seat, tickling the cold rear window with my toes. I
stretched my right leg straight along the floor and at least Jeremy
kept his car clean. He must have washed and vacuumed it twice before
picking me up, but I guess that's what boys do before a date, right?

"Can I leave my underwear on?" he asked with a grin, sorta rolling up
his jeans and dropping them onto the front seat.

"Uh-uh," I shook my head and smiled at his simple white boxers. "Take
those off too."

"What about you?" he wondered and I shrugged.

"I'll take mine off," I promised. "Don't worry."

Jeremy hesitated, but only because he felt shy probably and that's
normal. He did it though, lifting his butt and pushing his boxers
down, getting them over his feet. He'd kicked off his shoes, but left
his socks on. He still wore his sweater too, sort of a thick brown one
and it looked nice and casual and I decided he could leave it on if he
wanted. I just wanted to see his dick mostly, feeling that nervous
excitement coming back. That little bit of fear like I really didn't
know what I was doing or why, but feeling like I didn't have a choice.

"Don't touch it," I warned him and both of us were blushing already.

"Okay," he cleared his throat and I could tell he was wondering how he
should sit.

"Just face me," I said, tickling the insides of my thighs with my
fingernails and watching as he moved. I didn't know how or why I'd
ended up in charge, but I had and Jeremy didn't argue.

"Like this?" he asked, facing me with his back to the door and his
right knee bent, his foot on the seat. His other leg touched mine as
he had it straight along the floor, just like mine, and I moved so I
could sorta rest my leg on his.

"Yeah," I breathed. "Do you want to see my tits?"

"Alright," Jeremy replied softly and it felt as if we were a couple
little kids playing doctor in the basement.

I tugged my skate dress off my shoulders. It was made out of some
stretchy stuff, Lycra maybe, and didn't have a zipper or anything. I
just pulled it down slowly, staring at Jeremy's cock as it kinda lay
there between his thighs. I couldn't tell how big or small it might
be, since it was soft and everything. He had big balls though and his
cock sorta curled over them like on a hairy pillow. Jeremy had a lot
of hair, at least I thought so, but I'd never seen a boy naked like
that before, so maybe he didn't. I thought his cock looked kinda
funny, actually, and nothing at all like a dog's.

"They're not very big, are they?" I asked as I exposed my breasts,
pulling my arms through the sleeves completely as I sat there.

My nipples weren't really hard yet or anything, just a little prickly
in the cool air. My body felt warm though and my heart was going
quickly. No boy had ever seen my tits before.

"They're nice," Jeremy whispered.

I smiled at that and cupped my smallish boobs in my hands, squeezing
them from underneath and rubbing my thumbs over my nipples. That felt
pretty good and I kinda flicked them as they started to grow stiff.
Yeah. My body was working just fine and I felt the tingling in my
tummy. Jeremy's eyes were fixed on my breasts and I don't know why I
liked being watched, I only knew I did. I'd known before we'd even
gotten in the back seat that I wanted him to look at me before we
actually did anything.

"I think they're still growing," I said with a giggle. "I hope so
anyway."

"They look perfect just like that," he sighed, shifting slightly and
kind of rubbing his thighs with his palms.

"I like to touch them," I confessed, caressing the sides of my tits
and sliding my fingers over the top, around the inside. "They feel
really nice. I like it when my nipples get hard. They get hot and
itchy and I like to pinch them. See? Like this..."

Jeremy nodded as I pinched both of my nipples at the same time,
pulling my breasts outward into milky white cones for a few seconds. I
let them go and my tits fell back into their natural shape and I
shivered and giggled, nodding my head at the small rush of pleasure I
felt. Jeremy's cock had started to grow, slowly but surely, and that
seemed kinda cool. Kinda weird too since Jeremy was circumcised and
didn't have any sheath or foreskin or whatever. It was just kinda
there all the time, I guess.

At least Jeremy was getting over his shyness and I just felt horny
mostly as I thought about Licorice and how nice it would be if he was
there to lick my tits. God! He did it so good too. That long rough
tongue of his lapping at my hard nipples, sliding across my sensitive
skin...Yeah. Licorice always knew how to make me feel good and I closed
my eyes, squeezing my tits and trying to remember those wonderful
feelings. It made my tummy flutter, that delicious tingling that told
me I was in the mood for love. It was like a gentle alarm clock going
off in my belly, sinking lower until I felt my pussy spasm with
something like a warm, welcome stretch after a long nap.

"Do you want to take off my shorts for me?" I asked Jeremy, opening my
eyes to see him holding his cock in his right hand.

How long I'd been rubbing my tits and dreaming of Lick, I wasn't sure,
but long enough to get Jeremy hard. He didn't have a little dick
either. It wasn't as big as Lick's, I could see that, but it wasn't as
small as my boyfriend had predicted either. I supposed Jeremy was
about average, but that's just a guess. I had no way of knowing and I
didn't really care. It still looked kind of weird to me. I mean, the
head was smooth and round, and it didn't look like it was made for
fucking at all. Dog cocks are definitely made for penetration, but
boys...

"Yeah," Jeremy breathed and I laughed lightly as I brought my feet
together on the seat and lifted my butt.

Jeremy leaned forward and this was fun and exciting and we were both
nervous as he pinched my shorts and started pulling them off my hips.
I had my red thong on underneath, but that didn't hide much and his
eyes were fixed on my pussy. The thong covered my clit and hid my
labia and everything, the triangle of nylon disappearing between my
butt cheeks and not really hiding my butthole at all. I should have
been embarrassed probably, and maybe part of me was, but most of me
liked the way Jeremy drank me in with his eyes.

He pulled my shorts all the way off and sat back with his cock
standing stiff between his thighs. Jeremy definitely liked me! Or at
least he liked looking at me for sure and even though I wouldn't say I
was very attracted to his body, there was something in his face, in
the boy's smile and especially in his eyes that I really found myself
liking. His desire was attractive to me, maybe. Or his love? He'd said
before he loved me, had he really meant it? Did I really believe that?
I thought I wanted to believe it, at least right then as I spread my
legs once more and this time started playing with my barely covered
pussy.

Love, I decided, was attractive to me and I suppose everyone feels
that way, but maybe not.

"I never showed my pussy to a boy before," I told him with a happy
blush, chewing my bottom lip as I slid my middle finger along the
nylon where it covered my slit.

"I've never seen one before," Jeremy admitted.

"Not even Jenny's?" I teased him, pushing the thong between my pussy
lips like I was trying to finger myself out.

"Jen?" he shrugged. "She's my sister, so...um..."

"She doesn't count?" I asked, finding my clitoris with my thumb and
pressing on it like a tiny start button.

"No," he agreed. "She doesn't count."

"But I do," I said with a soft gasp as my clit throbbed eagerly. "Tell
me I have a pretty pussy."

"Oh yeah," Jeremy nodded, holding his cock in his fist while I pulled
my thong aside, letting him see my golden pubic hair and the pink
folds of my teenage sex.

My lips were already plump with arousal and wet with the thin, oily
juice that seemed to appear as if by magic. I hadn't cum or anything,
not even close, but I'd already gotten moist. My clit was hard and
thrumming, barely the size of my pinky fingernail, but she felt a lot
bigger than that. I stroked her for Jeremy, letting him watch how I
liked to jill off. He slid his hand up and down his cock in time with
my thumb as I rubbed my excited clit. I shivered and pinched my pussy
lips between the length of my fingers, pushing and pulling my sex in a
tight circle as I massaged my most private place for our pleasure.

How long Jeremy could last, I wasn't sure. His hand was picking up
speed and I could see the moisture seeping from the tip of his penis.
Clear precum spilled around that weird helmet looking cockhead of his
and his fingers spread it around his dick in a thin glaze. The shaft
had turned a little darker, kind of ruddy with just a few prominent
veins. The skin looked soft as silk, as I watched it slide over the
straining muscle beneath. I wondered if Jeremy was going to cum soon
and I knew my orgasm wasn't too far away. The windows were getting
fogged up and my body was flushed and damp with sweat. We were both
pink and excited. I licked my lips knowing what I wanted and
hesitating as I thought of Licorice.

I felt guilty and I prayed he'd forgive me for this, but I had to do
it.

"Come here," I whispered, moving so that I could lie on the seat more
than I already was. "Put it in me."

"Tiffany..." Jeremy breathed, dragging his eyes from my glistening sex
up to my swollen nipples and finally to my lust filled eyes.

"I'm sure," I nodded, answering his unasked question. "Kiss me too,
okay? I want you kiss me when you put it in."

"Yeah," Jeremy grinned, nodding quickly as he pushed himself between
my spread thighs. He hesitated though.

"What's wrong?"

"I didn't bring anything," he told me. "I mean...I didn't think we'd
ever..."

"You mean a rubber?" I asked and he nodded. "It's okay," I sighed,
pulling him against me. "Don't worry about it."

"You mean you're on the pill?"

"Yeah," I smiled at him, thinking thirteen days had to be fine. I
couldn't get pregnant now, my next period was too close.

"Cool," Jeremy nodded and he was all smiles at that news.

I kept my head and shoulders up, propping myself on my elbows
awkwardly because I wanted to see it. I held my breath as Jeremy
rubbed the head of his cock up and down my slit and I gasped when it
touched my too sensitive clit. I was going to cum. A boy was gonna
make love to me and make me cum and I couldn't be a lesbian. No way. I
wanted this too much. I needed it. Not that cock, I mean Jeremy. I
wanted him inside me. I didn't want to fuck just anybody, I wanted him
and I stared as he found my hole and pushed inside me slowly.

"Ohhh...It feels good. Don't stop...All of it, yeah..." I whispered, urging
Jeremy to really push because he'd stopped for some reason.

With just the head inside me, he'd stopped to look at my face and make
sure I was okay, and that was definitely something a dog would never
do! Boys are so weird. I needed him to drive his cock home and fill me
up. My pussy ached with the need to be filled. All those butterflies
were trapped inside my belly, fluttering around and they couldn't get
out unless...

"Ahhh!" I gasped as Jeremy pushed all of his cock inside me,
stretching my pussy almost as good as Licorice, but not quite.

That didn't even matter though because it felt so weird! It didn't
feel bad or anything, in fact it felt pretty awesome as I lifted my
legs higher and scrunched towards Jeremy with my hips, wanting to get
him as deep as possible. He leaned into me, delivering that kiss I
needed so badly, and he didn't kiss me like a dog either. I felt
almost sorta confused, but only because I was so used to having
Licorice make love to me, ramming his huge cock as hard and fast into
my pussy as he could, shoving his tongue halfway down my throat while
I held onto him. I missed that a lot.

Jeremy kissed me sweetly. Like he was afraid he might hurt me with his
tongue or something. And he fucked me slowly too, barely moving his
hips at all. It felt good, yeah, but he wasn't going to make me cum.
Not like that. I kissed him back, kissed him harder as I wrapped my
arms around his neck. I chased Jeremy's tongue into his mouth,
wrestling with him, biting his lips and sucking on them, doing
everything I could to let him know I wanted it kind of rough.

I jerked my hips and rolled my butt, squirming and trying to push
myself against his dick. I was burning up inside. I wanted to cum! He
had to fuck me hard, so what was he doing? Jeremy barely pulled half
his cock out of my pussy before he'd gently push it back inside. I
swear, like slow motion fucking! It was a serious tease and for just a
second there, I thought maybe that was his plan. Like he wanted to
really build me up, get me seriously hot and frustrated and primed for
a huge monster finish when we'd both cum at the same time, you know?

But...

"Ugh! Oh! Tiffany!" Jeremy kinda drove his cock balls deep. I think.
And I blinked at his red face as he sorta grimaced and smiled and
squinched his eyes shut.

I could feel his cock vaguely as it jerked inside me. Maybe I felt
something warm and wet, but I could have been imagining it. I mean, I
knew he was cumming, that was obvious, but...What about me? That was it?
He'd fucked me for like a minute. I swear, none of that had taken very
long at all, and on top of that, Jeremy's orgasm was finished like
thirty seconds later!

"Did you cum?" I asked, just to make the point that I hadn't.

"Oh yeah!" He opened his shining brown eyes and smiled at me. "That
was so great...God! That was awesome, Tiff. Did you feel it?"

"Um..." I blinked at him and I know I wasn't smiling back.

"I love you," he said and I wondered if having sex had made him blind
as well as stupid.

He kissed me. More of those sweet, tender, lazy French kisses that
felt kinda nice, but nothing like Licorice gave me. Heck! They weren't
even as good as my mom's kisses! Her tongue was even smaller than
Jeremy's, but when she made out...Wow! Mom made it happen! And so did
Amber. That girl could throw down a serious tongue fucking and...What
was wrong with Jeremy? Maybe he'd never fucked a girl before, but I
knew he'd had girlfriends and stuff. Hadn't they ever taught him how
to kiss?

Did I expect too much from him? It must have been my fault, that's
what I started thinking while he kissed me. I must be doing something
wrong. He'd kissed me nice and put his dick inside me. It wasn't
Jeremy's fault he'd cum too quickly. I mean, he'd been jerking off for
ten minutes before we fucked, so...Maybe I just expected something else,
you know? Maybe the problem was me.

There was only one way to find out.

"I wanna do it again," I breathed, laying beneath the boy and catching
my breath.

"Okay," he said with a happy grin. "Sure, um...When?"

"Right now!" I laughed at him. "It's still hard, right?"

I knew his cock hadn't gone soft because I could feel it still stiff
inside me.

"Yeah," he nodded. "Definitely."

"This time really fuck me hard, okay?" I asked him seriously, staring
into his eyes. "You won't hurt me or anything, I promise. Just really
do it hard."

"Hard?" Jeremy licked his lips and he almost looked worried for a
second, but then he grinned and nodded. "You want to put your legs on
my shoulders?"

"On your shoulders?"

"Yeah," he smiled sheepishly. "I kinda saw it in a movie once."

"Oh," I shrugged. "I guess so."

I had no idea what he was talking about, and it was kind of a pain
getting comfortable like that on the backseat, but we finally got my
legs over his shoulders and that made me gasp.

"Um!" I blinked at him as Jeremy's cock found the bottom of my sex and
I took that as a good sign. Licorice always touched me down there. You
know, like my cervix or whatever? But Jeremy hadn't...Until now. The
sensation was definitely nice too.

"Okay?" he asked, bending me about in half with his face just inches
from mine.

"Yeah!" I gasped again as he gave me another deep thrust of his prick.
"Like that...faster!"

"Faster...Yeah..." Jeremy nodded, bracing himself on his knees and
determined to fuck me good finally.

My knees were practically touching my ears, which seemed a little
weird and I was glad nobody was around to see us like that. I didn't
know what this position was called, but I liked it anyway. Jeremy had
my butt rolled upward and his cock had a nice straight shot into my
hungry hole. He could fuck me just as hard as he wanted and I couldn't
do anything but take it. The boy was so much bigger than me too and I
that kinda got me off as well. I liked feeling sorta helpless almost
as all I could was lay there, grunting and groaning, clutching at
Jeremy as he started driving his cock inside me like a jackhammer.

"Ohhh yessssss..." I hissed, scrunching my eyes shut and thinking this
was the way to do it. I could cum. My orgasm was lurking in my
tingling tummy, getting ready to explode and I needed it so badly.

"You're beautiful," Jeremy breathed. "God...I love you...Tiffany..." And his
balls would slap my butt as he'd pull his cock nearly all the way out
and then drive it home with one quick thrust. We were really fucking
now. He'd finally gotten the idea and I was reaping the reward.

My pussy quivered around him, squeezing Jeremy's cock and trying to
keep him inside. The sensation was awesome and not even that much
different from fucking Licorice, except it was. I couldn't feel the
knot banging against my pussy for one thing and I missed that. Plus
Jeremy was a lot slower than Lick, but I forgave him for that. Dogs
are made for fucking, boys are made for...I don't know what, but
definitely not for sex. Changing tires maybe. Mowing the lawn.

"Ohhh...More! Um! Uhhhuh...Fuck! Ah!" I was so close to cumming! It was
right there! Just one more minute and I'd be gone!

"Yeah! Tiffany! Ummm..." Jeremy jammed his cock all the way inside and
started grinding into me. He wasn't fucking at all, just...grinding.

"Wha...What? Don't stop!" I blinked at him. "Fuck me!"

"I'm cumming!" he gasped. And for some strange reason he had to stop
fucking me for that? What the hell?

My impending orgasm died a lonely death while Jeremy dumped his second
big load of hot boy cum into my womb. I mean, it was like he hit a
switch inside me and I wasn't turned on at all anymore. He couldn't
last more than three minutes? Licorice fucked me longer than that and
he moved twice as fast! Plus he locked me up and I spent ten minutes
riding the knot afterwards. Jeremy just pulled out of me and then
what?

I felt pretty empty. As in lonely. That's the word for it.

Jeremy sat back with his dark cock all wet and shiny with his cum and
not mine. It started getting soft too, since he'd cum twice and
everything. I guess I couldn't blame him for that, but still...A three
minute fuck? Are you kidding me? No wonder Carol loved her vibrator.
Batteries lasted for hours! Heck, my mom's fingers lasted for hours
too! She'd made me cum like ten times that first night we'd had sex.
Even Sister Agatha had made me cum and she'd spanked me! Amber could
make me cum with a kiss!

Fuck!

"You're so amazing, Tiffany!" Jeremy said with a laugh and he thought
everything was perfect. "That was fantastic! God! Wow!"

"Yeah," I said, laying there with my legs spread around the boy. His
cum had already started leaking from my well fucked, but seriously
frustrated pussy, and I wore a big frown on my face.

"What's the matter?" he asked. "Did I hurt you?"

"Sorta," I sorta lied. He'd hurt me, but not in the way he was
thinking. "I'm kinda sore down there now."

"Oh," he nodded and that turned out to be a pretty good excuse. "I
didn't mean to do it that hard."

"I know," I said, forcing myself to smile at him. "I think I just need
to take a bath."

"You want to go home?" He didn't look too happy about that and I
almost laughed as I saw him playing with his dick.

"Why?" I asked him. "You want to do it again?"

"Well," he made a face and laughed. "Kinda, yeah. I just need a minute
or two and, uh...Do you want to?"

I had to be insane. We'd fucked twice and I hadn't cum at all. I'd
been close that second time, but Jeremy was just too quick. I
seriously doubt he'd ever be able to make me cum with his dick and I
felt tempted to ask him if he'd mind licking me out for awhile, you
know, to sorta get me primed for it again. I doubted Jeremy would go
for licking his own sperm out of my pussy though. Licorice didn't
mind, but boys weren't dogs and I didn't want Jeremy to suck cum out
of me and start thinking he was gay or something.

Just like I didn't want to think I was a total lesbian. I almost liked
having sex with Jeremy, but if he couldn't even make me cum...What was
the point? I'd rather be a lesbian!

"I really want to cum," I told him, deciding ruthless honesty was what
the situation required. "We can try it again, but you gotta make it
good this time. Okay?"

"You mean you didn't cum?" He looked surprised and I laughed at him.
Like, was he kidding? Why do boys always think they're such big studs
just because a girl lets him fuck her?

I needed more than just his cum to feel satisfied, didn't he know
that? This boy needed even more training than I'd given Licorice...
Except Lick had sorta trained me too, but that's how love works, I
think. I didn't love Jeremy though, no matter how many times he said
it to me. I'd already decided this would be a one time deal. Our first
and only date, you know? I mean, I already had a boyfriend...I didn't
need two of them!

"I was close for awhile," I shrugged. "But you started cumming too
quick and..."

"I did?" Jeremy frowned at his dick and it had already started getting
stiff again. "I thought you felt good and everything."

"I did feel good," I told him. "I just didn't get to cum. So this time...
You have to do it for like five minutes or something."

"It wasn't five minutes before?"

"What?" I rolled my eyes. "Not even close, Jeremy."

"Oh, well..." he offered me an apologetic smile, "...I never did it
before. Sorry."

"I know," I nodded sympathetically. "How about if I get on top this
time?"

I'd give myself three strikes and if Jeremy couldn't convince me I
wasn't a lesbian by the time he pumped his third load of ball juice
inside me...Shoot! I'd probably have to get my left nipple pierced and
change my name to Butch or something. I could move to San Francisco
and open up a motorcycle repair shop. Wouldn't that be awesome?

I hated betting my future on a seventeen year old boy's ability to
make me cum...But what else could I do? I was desperate!



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to be continued
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