Chapter 3: Whatever This Whole Thing Is

Scott

Erin stopped sucking and sat back on her heels, catching her breath. “Fuck, man. That’s kind of a lot to take in.”

“It is. Are you okay with it?”

“I guess so. Even if you’re messing with my head somehow, I really don’t care. You make me feel incredible.” She started planting kisses along my cock.

“You didn’t fuck her, though?” Erin asked. “This neighbor girl?”

“No.”

“Good. Like, I’m not jealous or anything.” Erin paused. “Alright, maybe I am a little.” She folded her arms under her breasts, pushing them up. “But I’ve got better tits, right?”

“I mean, I didn’t see hers. But yeah.”

Erin smiled. “Good man. Now sit back. My turn to do some science on you.”

“Erin, I ... ohfuck ... Erin, I’m about to cum.”

“Do it,” she said, lifting her head off my cock. “Cum for me.”

“Where do you want it?”

“In my mouth ... cum in my mouth, please, I want to taste you,” she said, then took me back into her throat.

“Erin, god you’re ... fuck!” Erin moved her head up and down on my pulsing cock, swallowing every last drop.

“Scott, that was...” she began, “You taste so ... so...” Erin trailed off and sat up straight. Her face lost all expression, her huge green eyes staring off at nothing, like she was in a trance.

“You were amazing,” I said.

“Amazing.” Her voice was a soft, airy monotone.

“Erin?” I waved a hand in front of her face. “Erin? You okay?”

“I’m ... okay.”

“You’re so good at that,” I said. “We’ll have to do that more often.”

“So good,” she repeated. “Do that ... more often.”

Huh. This was new.

“Erin?” I said. No response. “Erin, I want you to listen to me.”

“Yes,” Erin said. “Listen to you.”

“You love my cock, don’t you?”

“I love ... your cock.”

“And you love sucking it?”

“Love sucking it ... love sucking ... your cock.”

“You love the taste of my cum.”

“Love the taste ... uhhn ... of your cum.”

Time to try something. “Erin, stand up for me.”

“Yes.” She obeyed, still looking straight ahead. I moved behind her, running my hands over her naked body. I held her breasts in my hands, feeling their weight.

“Erin,” I said. “You love your breasts.”

“I love...” she said, with a slight moan. “Love my breasts.”

“You love your tits.”

“I love my ... my tits.”

“They make you feel so sexy.” I kissed her neck. “You love it when I play with them.”

“So sexy,” she sighed. “Love it ... play with them.”

I moved my hands down, running them over her hips, her stomach. “You love your body. You’re proud of it.”

“Yess ... my body ... proud of it...”

“You want to show it off. All of it.”

“Want to show it off. All of it.”

“Good girl. You love...” I slid two fingers into her pussy. She let out a low moan. “Your pussy.”

“I love ... uhnnn ... love my ... I love my pussy,” she breathed.

“You love your cunt.”

“I love my cunt.”

I cupped her ass. It was round and soft and surprisingly firm. “Erin,” I said, “You love your ass.”

“I...” she shook her head. “No, I, uhh, I–”

“Erin.” I repeated. I squeezed her asscheek, added a third finger to her pussy. “Erin. You love. Your ass.”

“Yessss!” She hissed. “I love ... my ass...” She shook her head again. “Wait, I, no, I...”

Shit. It looked she was starting to come out of ... whatever this was. I returned to my spot on the couch.

“Erin, I need you to listen. Kneel.”

“Listen...” she murmured, and dropped. “Yesss...”

“When you wake up, you won’t remember being in a trance. Everything will seem normal. Understand?”

“Understand ... won’t remember ... trance ... everything is normal.”

“Perfect. You will forget me talking to you, but you will remember everything I told you. Everything I said to you is true.”

“I’ll ... forget. Remember. Everything you told me is ... is true. I ... wait, why am I...” She shook her head, her eyes clearing. “What, were you just saying...? What did we...?” Her normal voice was coming back, edged with anger and confusion.

“Erin,” I said. “You sucked my cock. Honestly, that’s it.”

Her eyes took on that faraway expression again. “Yeah,” she said softly, almost to herself. “I sucked your cock. It was amazing. I love ... I love the taste of your cum.” She crawled toward me, clear-eyed, smiling. “We’ll have to do that more often.”

“No argument here.”

“So hey. This is going to sound crazy, but there’s this thing? Like a dream, or a memory or something, in my head, that wasn’t there before. You were touching me all over, talking to me, telling me things. I don’t remember what, but I felt like I ... like I was glowing, almost?” She let out a breath. “I dunno. Ignore me. I don’t know what I’m saying.”

I brought us both to our feet and pulled her close, her soft breasts against my chest. “I really like you, Erin,” I said. “I have for while.”

She slapped my arm gently. “I’m not an idiot, idiot. I know.” She held me tighter. “I’m feeling it, too. Still not sure exactly what happened tonight, but I’m glad it did.”

Most of the candles had gone out. We held each other, swaying in the remaining light.

“This would be better with music,” Erin said.

“Mm. I could put something on, if you–”

“Nah. Stay here. I’m good.” She yawned. “Any idea what time it is?”

“No idea. I’d say about six-ish?”

“Hey, Scott?”

“Yeah?”

“You know how I was going to fuck you tonight?”

“Yeah...”

She pulled away and looked me straight in the eye. “I’m not going to fuck you tonight.”

“I, um ... okay?”

“I’m going to fuck you,” she said, swatting my ass, “in the morning.” She stretched, arms over her head, looking down at her body. “Fuck, I look good tonight,” she said, giving another yawn. “You’re a lucky boy. Take me to bed?”

I woke to the smell of coffee. The spot next to me was empty, but still warm. From the bathroom I heard the shower turn off.

Erin came out naked, drying her hair with a towel. “You need better towels, man. This one’s like sandpaper.” She let it drop to the floor. “Can I join you?”

I threw the covers aside. She crawled in.

“Spoon me?” she asked.

“Sure.” I breathed in her scent, floral and clean. “Been up long?” I asked.

“Long enough. Started the coffee. I was going to wake you up to join me in the shower, but I figured maybe I wore you out. Plus I wanted our first time to be in a proper bed. Though I do love a good shower fuck. Some other time, yeah?” She ground her ass back into me. “Well. At least someone’s up this morning.”

“And were you thinking about me?” I kissed her shoulder. “In the shower?”

“You know it. I, uh, thought about you a couple times.” She pushed back again. I could feel her wetness. “Yeah. Something like this. Glad you sprang for the detachable showerhead. Though you may have to wait if you want any hot water.”

“I can wait,” I said, turning her head and kissing her. The head of my cock slipped past her pussy lips.

“Ohgod, please,” she moaned.

“Please what?” I growled. “Please fuck me?”

“Fuck! Yess! God, I almost came just from–” She rolled over and took my face in her hands. “Scott.”

“Erin.”

“I need you to fuck me. Right. Fucking. Now.”

“You need me to fuck you.”

“Oh! You bastard! Yes, I need it!”

“You want my cock in you.”

“I ... ohhhh ... I want your cock in me!” She flipped onto her back and pulled me on top of her. “Like this! I want to see you. I want to feel you. Please!”

“Hang on,” I said, reaching for the bedside table. “I just need to grab a condom and OWWWW!”

Erin had grabbed ahold of my cock. “Nuh-uh. None of that shit. I’m clean, I’m safe, and I trust you.” She lined me up with her pussy, teasing her lips.

“I want all of you,” she said, and moved her hips forward. I sank into her, slowly. “Every.” She grabbed my ass and pulled me deeper. “Fucking ... ohhhh...” She locked her legs around me. Our hips met. “Inch! Fffuuuuck!”

“Erin, I–”

“Shut up a second, okay?” She kissed me, then pulled me onto her, resting her head on my shoulder. “I need a minute to get used to you. You feel too damned good inside me. God, I can’t believe you’re finally fucking me,” she said, almost to herself. “All right. I think I’m ready. Fuck me. Hard.”

Erin was on top of me, catching her breath. Her tits were crushed against me.

“I’ve never ... cum that many times ... from fucking.” She kissed me, then grinned.

“What?” I said.

“Let me try something.” Her pussy walls rippled around me.

“Fuuuck,” I managed.

Erin’s smile widened, her eyes sparkling. “Like that?” Her pussy clenched again, milking my cock.

“God, yes.”

“Lots of practice.” Erin sat up and placed her palms on my chest. “You remember what I said to you last night? About what I’ve always wanted to do?” She started rolling her hips, riding my cock.