Big Men of the House(130)

Jeremiah collapsed next to me on the bed. “Yeah I would love that.” He could barely talk because he was so out of breath. Jeremiah was facing me, staring deep into my eyes. His hand was playing with my hair and I was getting very sleepy.



“I want to go again,” I said drowsily.



“I know me too.” he replied. Round two never happened because we both fell softly to sleep.



The next morning, I was awakened by the screeching of Jeremiah's alarm. I slowly opened my eyes and realized where I was. “Holy shit! We fell asleep!” Jeremiah opened his eyes and quickly jolted awake.



“Shit! Hurry and get dressed! We can't let your mom know you slept in my bed the whole night!” I started to gather my clothes and put them on while Jeremiah was rushing around the room looking for a shirt to wear.



“Okay now how do I get back into my room without my mom knowing?” I asked.



Jeremiah looked towards the window. “You could always go through your window,” he said smiling.



“Oh no way you dick! I live on the second story!”



“Okay then, how about I go and knock on your front door. I'll distract your mom and you go through the back door and up to your bedroom.



“Okay that sounds like a plan.” We ran over to my house and I went through the backyard while Jeremiah went towards the front door. I heard the doorbell ring and my mom opening the door. I quietly opened the back door and sneaked in. I quickly went into the hallway and saw no one there. Jeremiah was in the doorway talking to my mom and I inched my way upstairs.



When the bedroom door closed behind me, I knew I was safe. I breathed a sigh of relief and then I saw the clock. Holy crap! I was going to have to get ready super fast if I was going to make it to school on time. Then I remembered my school project. I was supposed to do it last night but it totally slipped my mind. “God damn Jeremiah and his attractiveness,” I said out loud.



I sat down on my bed and tried to figure out what to do. Then the perfect idea came to me and I smiled. I heard my mom yell from downstairs, “Hey Zoe, are you ready for school?”



I opened my bedroom door and screamed downstairs, “Mom, I'm too sick to go to school today!”





Too Big for Her





Ronnie held my head firmly as we kissed, his hands feeling up my tits.



“I've wanted you for so long, Charlotte,” he whispered in my ear.



“Then take me,” I replied.



Ronnie leaned in for another kiss. His breath was warm and smelled sweet from the ice cream we had earlier.



It was my fourth date with Ronnie since becoming his girlfriend. I met him in my World History 101 class. I sat behind him and he always turned around and asked for a pencil. He was devilishly handsome and I never refused him even though I only had one pencil.



When he asked me to be his girlfriend, I couldn't help but say yes.



He took me to the beach to celebrate our one-month anniversary. It was the perfect night. We sat in the sand and listened to the sound of the waves crashing. We walked along the boardwalk and he bought me a vanilla ice cream cone. When the night was getting late he brought me back to the car and parked it in front of the ocean.



Ronnie's fingers fumbled at my shirt buttons, trying to get them undone. I helped him out and took of my cardigan. I wore a tight spaghetti strap that really showed off my small cleavage. Ronnie licked his lips as his eyes traveled down my neckline.



“Suck on my tits,” I commanded him.



Ronnie revealed my breasts and his eyes went wide. I could see his pants getting tighter. Ronnie bent down and buried his face in my chest. He squeezed them tightly like they were stress balls. His tongue ran over every inch of them. He put his lips around my nipples and they became hard pencil erasers in his mouth. He sucked on my tits like a baby craving milk.



I pulled him off me. “Do you want to fuck me now,” I said, feeling his throbbing meat over his pants.



Ronnie silently nodded. He shuffled around his pockets until he valiantly retrieved a condom. He set it on the dashboard of his 2004 Toyota Camry. Ronnie eagerly unzipped his pants and whipped out his cock. It wasn't very large which was a big disappointment.



I climbed into the back seat as Ronnie took his shirt off and grabbed the condom. His eyes were full of lust as he unrolled the rubber onto his hard penis. I hiked up my skirt and straddled Ronnie. He pressed his face into my tits again.



“I love you, Charlotte,” Ronnie said. We weren't anywhere close to that stage of the relationship yet. Maybe he said it because he thought that was what I wanted to hear.



I didn't know how to respond so I just smiled back. I lifted up, grabbed his pulsing cock and guided him inside me as I lowered down. Ronnie moaned loudly as he filled me up.