Chapter 8

Cherry just nodded emphatically and smiled so wide that it turned into an overjoyed laugh. That was the first time she actually said the words to me and I was in heaven.

“I’ve never been in love before you; you are the first one I’ve ever said that to,” Cherry confessed.

I said, “I know I’m in love with you.” Then I teased her by asking, “But if this is your first time being in love, how do you know it is real love?”

In complete seriousness, Cherry whispered, “Because: I can feel it right here,” and she pointed to her upper stomach. She said, “It feels funny—warm and tingly—right here when I think about you and I think about you all of the time.

When I’m with you my heart races for no reason and nothing in the world matters and time stands still. But when we have to part, it feels like we were only together for a few seconds. And every second we are apart feels like an hour—or even a day. Each minute I have to wait to see you is an eternity. That’s how I know.”

Unable to say it any better myself, I said, “That’s exactly how I feel about you,” and I kissed her again. My dick was still just as hard as it ever was and still buried to the hilt in her, but we were both just resting that way. I checked to make sure my shirt was still in place under us (and it was) before I pulled out of her. I grabbed the shirt and caught what little of our juices dribbled out of her and Cherry rolled to her side as I re-positioned to spoon behind her. She spotted the clock on her dresser.

She whispered, “I didn’t realize it was so late; we’ve been making Love for hours!”

I said, “Wow, you’re right; and you have school in the morning. I hate to, but I should probably go so you can sleep.”

With a sleepy voice she asked, “Not yet? Can you put it back in me again? I want to fall asleep with it in me. Don’t go until I’m sleeping? Ok?”

I agreed and she lifted her leg slightly so I could re-enter her before she let her leg rest again. Cherry turned her head to look back over her shoulder at me for a moment and I kissed her goodnight. My arm was under her head and she used it for a pillow while I wrapped both arms around her to hold her tight to me. Cherry’s hair was in my face and I made no effort to move it; preferring to enjoy the light, fruity fragrance of her shampoo.

I was barely aware of precisely when Cherry fell asleep as I was almost asleep myself. I elected to wait a little longer to make sure she was fully asleep so that I wouldn’t wake her when I attempted to move my arm out from under her head.

I suddenly became strangely and vaguely aware of my Mom telling me it was time to get up. That was really bizarre because that was something that had not happened since I lived at home with my parents. I was trying to make sense of it when, in an instant, I was flying through the air as though I’d just been hit by a bus. My arms and legs instinctively shot out in attempt to grab on to something to catch me, but found only more air.

I first hit the wall and then the floor. It was only then that I realized there was entirely too much natural light in the room for the middle of the night and Cherry was hushing me before I could utter a sound. Clearly I had fallen asleep and it was morning! Cherry’s Mom was waking her for school and wanted to know why her door was locked. I (along with Cherry) was at a new level of panic!

“Just a second!” Cherry yelled to her Mom through her door.

“Cherry, you open this door right now!” her mom demanded.

A shoe hit me in the head moments before another landed on my crotch followed by my clothes. The dead are not as silent or still as I was at that moment. I was certain, however, that the world could hear my pounding heart!

“Cherry Chastain: if you don’t open this door this instant--!”

“OK MOM! Just a second! JEEZ!”

I could see Cherry’s feet from under the bed and I knew that she was still naked. In full panic, she unlocked the door and opened it just enough to poke her head around from behind the door. Her Mom wasn’t satisfied with that and pushed her way into the room.

“What the hell, Cherry? Why are you naked? And why does it smell funny in here???” she demanded.

“MOM! Get OUT, PLEASE?!” Cherry said almost at the same time.

“Answer me! What are you doing?”

Thinking quickly, Cherry said, “Fine: if you MUST know ... I was ... UGH! I was ... you know!”

Her mom said, “No I don’t; what are you doing in here?!”

Cherry groaned, “I was ... masturbating. THERE! Are you happy now?”

“Oh, for Christ’s sakes, Cherry! Knock it off and get ready for school!”

“OK! Can I just have some privacy? PLEASE?” Cherry nearly demanded.

“Fine; you have an hour before the bus comes. You’re not a little kid: act like it and keep an eye on the time! I shouldn’t have to tell you this!”

“I know Mom ... I got it...”

With that, Cherry’s Mom left her alone to get ready. I was unable to move. I heard the door lock again and Cherry jumped on the bed, peering over the side to check on me.

She whispered, “I’m glad you are still here, but WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?!”

“I fell asleep—sorry!” was my only pleading defense.

Cherry stretched down to me and kissed me good morning before taking my hand to pull me up from my hiding place. It was only then that it dawned on me that she was ‘the bus’ that hit/shoved me, sending me flying through the air. I crawled over her bed and we were both still naked.

Cherry put a finger over her lips and whispered, “Come on; let’s get a shower.”

She opened what I thought was a closet door and it led to her own private bathroom; her closet was on the opposite side of it. I was relieved to know that I was going to get to use the bathroom because I was about to burst! I lifted the toilet seat and Cherry stopped me in my tracks.

She silently yelled, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! ARE YOU INSANE?!”

I whispered back, “What? I have to pee!”

“Have you ever heard what you sound like while peeing standing up? You can’t pee standing up!”

“Oh, yeah—right...”

She shook her head and rolled her eyes at my near stupid mistake and turned to brush her teeth. As I sat on her toilet to pee, Cherry’s tight ass, complete with a light bruise the size and shape of her hand, was right in my face, swishing side to side as she vigorously brushed her teeth.

I finished before she did and stood right behind her with my hands on her hips. She smiled at me in the mirror with her mouth full of foamy paste. Everything she did was sexy to me—including something as mundane as brushing teeth!

My dick was getting ideas on where it would like to be and I was powerless to stop it. Feeling the growing shaft raising to the occasion between her legs, Cherry got up on her toes and leaned forward to accommodate my growing cock. I pushed into her pussy and she pushed back on me. She rocked her hips slowly as she continued vigorously brushing her teeth.

Once she was done brushing, she spit and asked if I wanted to use her toothbrush; all without ever ceasing to grind on the rigid cock inside of her. I said ‘sure’ and she handed it to me over her shoulder. Cherry stood up-right and walked off of my dick, allowing it to slap me in the stomach as she made her way over to the shower. I didn’t even bother to rinse the toothbrush off before using it myself; I just put a little more paste on it and started brushing.

Cherry started the shower and got in while I finished brushing my teeth. Once I finished, I joined her in the shower—standing behind her. She was still rinsing down and I reached for her shampoo. I poured a generous hand full of the fruity, fragrant goo and began massaging it into her hair as the water cascaded down her chest, stomach and legs.

Soap bubbles formed and I watched as they ran down her incredibly sexy back. Some bubbles (the ‘lucky’ ones) ran right down the crack of her ass. When she felt like her hair was clean enough, she turned around to face me, handed me a pink bar of soap and began letting the water rinse her hair. I knew what the soap was for and it wasn’t for me. I washed her from top to bottom; paying extra attention to the areas that needed it after last night!

She noticed my still raging hard-on, grabbed it and whispered, “Oops. Did I do that?”

Trying to keep the talking to a minimum, I just nodded my head, ‘yes’.

She said, “Well, we can’t leave it like that, now can we? I’ll make you a deal: you put conditioner in my hair, and I’ll take care of this. Ok?”

I whispered, “Deal!”

Cherry Turned back around and pushed her butt right back into my cock. While I put the conditioner in her hair as agreed, she was grinding her sexy ass against my cock. I thought I might give her a sperm tramp stamp if this lasted much longer, but she had other ideas.

We traded places in the shower; the water was at my back while the conditioner in her hair was being given time to ‘soak in’. Cherry put her hands on my shoulders and lifted one knee up to my waist. I hooked my arm under her knee with my hand on her hip. Then she held on to my neck as she jumped up to bring her other leg up and I caught it the same way as the other. I raised her up enough to get my cock lined up before lowering her back down on my rigid and slippery pole.

Even before her ass came to rest on my pelvis, Cherry said almost too loud, “Oh god that feels so amazing—so deep!”

With her weight being supported by her knees over my forearms and my hands holding her ass, I was able to penetrate her like never before. I could actually feel her cervix rub against the tip of my cock with every move we made.

Cherry’s mouth hung open as she gasped for breath with sharp squeaks; both in and out. She put her arms around my neck and pulled herself forward and up to help relieve some of the pressure on the entrance to her womb while using her legs to control the pace and depth of our thrusts. She began to moan much louder and I kissed her deeply to try and mute her building orgasm. It wasn’t working too well and I feared her Mom would hear us for sure; but there was no way we could stop now!

Cherry’s head began to vibrate and she could neither breathe in nor out. Her eyes were as wide open as her mouth as she stared into my eyes. Just seeing her beautiful, wet face in the throes of sexual bliss had my orgasm on edge. I thought about how she said she was in love with me and it was no longer possible to hold back the flood gates; I lowered her down until my cock head crashed into her cervix again and once again blew a tremendous load right on it.