Big Men of the House(55)

“Fuck yes!” Alex's moaning got louder and louder. I stopped for a moment and looked out the window to see if anyone was around. I didn't like the thought of another student discovering a car that was clearly rocking back and forth.



I pulled his cock out of his mouth when I knew Alex was about to come. I needed him inside me and I didn't want to waste our “first time” with just a blowjob.



I grasped Alex's hand in mine and guided him under my skirt. He met my soaking wet panties and bit his bottom lip. I spread my legs further and let him get a full view of what was to come. Alex pulled my panties to the side and stuck his finger an inch into me. The sudden penetration sent a shiver down my spine.



Alex pulled his finger out and tasted it. “Mmmmm,” he said, smiling. I could see his desire for me in those blue eyes. “Get on top of me,” he commanded.



“Did you bring one?” I asked.



“Of course,” he said, grinning. Alex pulled out a square-foil package from his back pocket and tore it open. He pinched the top of the condom and unrolled it down his big shaft.



I pulled my white panties off quickly and swung a leg over Alex. I lifted my skirt as my wet pussy dripped onto his manliness. I grabbed his staff and pushed him along the lips of my pussy, teasing him. I pushed his cock into my fleshy hood and let the ecstasy wash over me. The teasing was getting too much for the both of us.



I lowered down onto him and let his cock pierce me. Alex squeezed my tits until they almost popped. I cried out in pain and pleasure. I pumped up and down, shoving Alex's face into my chest. I wanted to take my top off so badly but I was too scared that somebody would catch us.



“OH FUCK! I'M COMING!” Alex yelled. I didn't think it would be over so soon. I bounced up and down on him as hard as I could, letting him come into the condom.



When his orgasm finally finished, I lifted off until his limp dick fell out of me. I collapsed next to him, out of breath and unsatisfied. He only needed to last a little longer.



“I love you,” he said, looking at me deep in the eyes.



“I love you too,” I replied, hugging him and giving him a soft kiss.



“We should get to class now,” Alex said, grabbing his jeans from the floor.



“Yeah I guess.” I grabbed my phone and looked at the display. “SHIT!” I screamed. “SHIT! FUCK! SHIT!”



“What is it?” Alex said alarmed.



“Class started thirty minutes ago. I'm going to miss my history final!”



We both rushed at light speed to get dressed. I quickly fixed my makeup and hair with a tiny compact from my purse. I said my goodbyes to Alex and ran to class.



As I ran down the empty hallways filled with lockers, I tried to think of the best excuse to tell the teacher. The only thing that came to mind was that my Grandma died. But that didn't really work in this situation. If she had really died, I wouldn't have come to school at all. Getting a flat tire seemed like the most logical of why I was thirty minutes behind.



I ran up to the door and turned the doorknob. It didn't budge.



Locked.



I looked into the small window and could see all the students working on the test. I knocked on the door, trying to get the teachers attention. He ignored me the first couple times and then finally got up and opened the door.



He poked his head out. “I'm sorry Abby, but you missed your chance.”



“But I had a flat tire!” I protested.



“No excuses,” he replied, closing the door in my face.



And just like that, the A+ I had in the class turned into an F. My parents were going to kill me. Tears streamed down my cheeks. I wiped them away, running outside and to my car. I still had one more final that day so I couldn't skip class. I kicked myself for deciding that this morning was the best time for Alex and I to have sex.



I used the time in my car to put myself back together. A great idea popped into my head. My mom and stepdad were so used to me getting straight A's that they might not even ask to see proof this time that I actually got it. All I needed to do was to lie straight to their faces. I'd done it a dozen times before with success so this situation shouldn't be much different.



After my last test of the day, I drove home and arrived at the same time as my stepdad Daniel.



Daniel and my mother met a couple years after the divorce. I didn't think my mom was interested in dating until she came back home with a guy for me to meet. They'd only known each other for a couple of weeks before she decided that I needed to meet him.



Daniel was tall, muscular, and devilishly handsome. I could definitely see why my mom wanted to marry him so badly.