Chapter 4

The Third Week of October

I felt refreshed and happy when I picked up Tina Monday morning. I had a lot on my plate for the day but I was ready for it. I had a plan. I’d been doing that a lot more the last couple of weeks and I liked it. My day started off good but when Tina came out it got even better. I got out of the truck to meet her as she was coming to my truck.

“Slow down. Look at you. Wow. This ought to be against the law, Tina.”

“Yeah. It was kind of hard getting mad at you for kissing LuAnn yesterday. I knew I would be wearing one of the dresses she made for me today.”

“Dang. It hugs you in all the right places.”

“You like it?”

“I like it a lot. You are a really good-looking woman, Tina, and this dress definitely lets people know. You don’t look like a fifteen-year-old girl. You look like a woman. Wow.”

I helped her into the truck and I was close to speechless. She knew enough to let me stay right there. As we were walking toward her locker, I noticed every eye on her. First, on her, then, on me.

“You’re turning heads, baby. Mr. McKaskil just gave you a look. If his wife had seen that, she’d probably kill him. All the guys are looking at me thinking I’m the luckiest guy in the world.”

She stopped me cold. She set her books on the ground and held onto both of my shoulders.

“You’re not. You’re not lucky. I dated six guys before you. They were lucky. You’re not lucky and I’m never going to date someone who is lucky to be with me. Not kidding. You might be fortunate, but you’re not lucky.”

I got it. I kissed her briefly, then picked up her books and tucked them under my other arm. “Got it. Thanks for setting me straight. I’m not kidding, either. I just hadn’t made a distinction like that before. Your sisters are all stuck with lucky guys, aren’t they?”

“Exactly. It took my mom years to realize she shouldn’t remain married to a lucky guy. Sonny’s not lucky. Sonny’s a great guy and Sonny’s fortunate. You’re a great guy. You might be lucky, too, but that’s not why we’re walking together.”

“Got it.” We walked in silence for a while. “I’m going to guidance at lunch today. I want you to go with me.”

“Okay. Why?”

“Are you kidding? I’m not going to let you go alone out to the dome for lunch today. I’m no fool.” She smiled. I walked her to her first class and then to her seat. I gave every guy in the room a look that said, ‘hands off’. It was awesome. After all, I was the guy that kicked Tige Williams’ butt.

After Chemistry, we walked to guidance. Fallon Deplanes and Michael Danielson both had names that started with D and had the same guidance counselor and I was thankful for that. I told her that I was interested in taking classes at Coast and then transferring to USC and wanted to make certain my classes would all transfer. I told her I was interested in Criminal Justice.

She told me that if I was certain I was going to USC that I should completely forget about an Associate’s degree. Stick with core subjects and I’d be good. If I picked my classes from the Coast catalogue, she’d contact USC to make certain they would transfer. She handed me a Coast catalogue and told me to mark all the classes I was interested in. She’d rather check on forty classes knowing I’d only take twelve or sixteen than miss one. Our entire conversation took ten minutes. She actually gave me a lot of confidence. Tina seemed happy about it as well.

We went to the Student Union for lunch because it was a lot closer. When we went in, Tina spotted Fallon and motioned for her to join us.

“You don’t mind.”

“No. Definitely not.”

“Hi, Tina. Wow, you look good,” Fallon said, admiring Tina’s form-fitting dress.

“That’s code for it makes my tits and ass look good.” They looked at me for confirmation and I just raised my hands in surrender. No way I was going to get involved in that.

We started to sit, but Fallon whispered something to Tina and then hugged me. I thought it might have to do with my apology the night before but I wasn’t going to question the motive. I could look over Fallon’s shoulder and see Tina and she was obviously okay with it. I hugged her back.

Fallon whispered in my ear, “I wish I had a dress that made me look like I had tits and ass like she does.”

“You want something that hugs your curves,” I whispered back to her. “I’ll hug your curves and I’m better than a dress.”

There’s no way Tina heard me, unless she had. Without looking up from her lunch, she said, “That’s enough, you two.”

We practically giggled and sat down. Tina relayed what guidance had said about my classes. I told them both I thought I could take three courses at Coast over the summer and nine during the school year. That would give me twelve, a full year’s worth of college credit by the time I graduated. I could take another twelve or more while Tina finished at Mesa. Then, when she went to USC as a Freshman, I’d be going as a Junior. If I went to law school after that, I’d graduate one year behind. Fallon said that she’d hope to graduate from USC the same time I did.

We were feeling pretty happy with ourselves. And then Fallon asked, “What’re Lisa and LuAnn going to do?”

“I don’t know if Lisa has decided yet. I guess I don’t know about LuAnn, either.”

“Environmental studies,” Tina said. “That’s a guess. I don’t know for sure, Forestry, maybe. I’m just guessing. She’ll probably marry a rich doctor and make babies,” she said and then realized it had been a mistake. I wasn’t a rich doctor and had no plans to become one. Rich attorney, maybe.

“They’re still only Sophomores, I said. Half the kids at Coast probably don’t know what they’re going to do yet.”

“That’s probably true,” Tina added. I’ve spent enough time over there, you know, heard enough conversations.”

“I kind of think we’re the weirdos. Fallon; Nelson Jadok is pretty much willing to kick down academic doors for you and Thornton School of Music wants you. You can’t beat that. Tina knows what she wants to do. And I’ve recently discovered I want to follow in my parents’ footsteps, which is actually a little disturbing. You know, I wouldn’t be surprised if Lisa didn’t go to law school too. I don’t know though.”

We ate in silence for a few moments and then Fallon asked, “What do you two have planned for the afternoon?” I excused myself to use the restroom. There was no way I could have stayed there and kept a straight face.

I got back right as lunch was over and walked Tina to Latin class. “Do you want to know what Fallon thinks we’re planning on for this afternoon?”

“No, I don’t think I do. Perhaps you could tell me tomorrow morning if we did what she thinks we were planning.”

When the day was over, I waited at my truck for Tina. I watched her walk from class and did she look glorious. She saw me watching and I saw all the guys behind her watching her walk away from them.

“Want to go over to Orange Coast and walk around for a while? People see you by my side, it would be a big ego boost for me.”

“Right. Just what you need. I don’t want to walk around. You know what I want.”

I took her books and stuffed them in my truck then kissed her before helping her in. “I know exactly what you want. Let’s go make it happen.”

I climbed in and she slid next to me and put her hand on my leg. I put my arm around her and enjoyed the ride. When we got to her house, I grabbed her books and my bag.

“What’s in the bag?”

“A little something for you. All in good time,” I said and she unlocked the door and let us in.

She checked the calendar and checked the house. It was as empty as expected. There was a note from her mom on the fridge telling her she was working later than normal and to not wait up. I was sorry her mom had to work late but it couldn’t have happened on a better night. We walked back to her room and she put her books away.

“Has anyone told you just how good you look, today?” She cooed.

“This is crazy, but I’m nervous.”

“It’s okay. Let me treat you right. I know what you want but relax. I just want to make you feel good. Don’t worry about the particulars, okay, Baby?” She nodded.

I stood in front of her and held her hips and simply enjoyed looking at her for a moment. I slid my hands up her sides to the top of her dress, then pulled her to me. I slid my hands behind her and slowly pulled the zipper down. It seemed loud in the quiet room. I let my hands roam over her naked back, sliding them under her bra strap. Everything in me told me to speed up. So, I slowed down. Kristie, the clerk had told me the longer the fuse, the greater the explosion. That’s exactly what I wanted.

I kissed her neck gently, starting high, behind her ear. As I trailed little kisses down her neck, my hands eased her dress lower. I kissed all the way down to her collar bone and then switched to the other side. As her dress started to come off her shoulders, she shook a little to help it but I pinned it in place. The slow burning fuse business was going to be difficult.

I slid my hands into her hair and lifted it high, exposing the back of her neck. She tilted her head forward and I massaged her neck and kissed it as far around as I could reach. Her hands started to roam lower on my body, heading straight for my dick. When she got close to my crotch, I moved around behind her, kissing her neck as I went. Her hands tried to follow me but I leaned outside her reach. Behind her, I slid my hands into her dress and lifted the arms up and off, finally allowing it to drop. She shimmied and let it drop to the floor.

My hands worked under her bra strap, sliding from her back forward toward her sides. Her bra was too tight for me to move farther forward but she could feel where my hands wanted to go and that was enough. I took little nips at her shoulders and I saw goose bumps appearing. I thought she was getting a bit antsy and I didn’t want that. I slowly unhooked her bra, then moved to face her. I slid my hands under the straps and held her eyes as I slid the straps off her shoulders. I continued to hold her eyes with mine as I completely removed her bra. I tossed it toward the bed and licked my lips.

“You are amazing, baby.” I cupped her breasts without looking down. It was difficult to keep my eyes on hers but it was definitely working. I hefted them, cupping them without touching her nipples. “You have the most beautiful breasts. I love your chocolate brown areolas and nipples. Chocolate is my favorite flavor. I know how stiff your nipples are without looking. I can see your desire in your eyes and I know they are begging me to touch them. Do they ache with desire, baby?”

“You know they do. God, Michael, they almost hurt, they’re so stiff. How can you go so slow? I want you to touch my nipples. I want you to suck them. To lick them. You do that so well.”

“Soon,” I said and pulled her closer, letting my hands travel along her sides and down her back. My fingers slid under the waist band of her panties and then all the way down to cup her ass. I squeezed and pulled her toward me and she gladly crushed herself into me. She wanted more now.

I led her to the bed and eased her back until she was sitting and then edged her until she was laying down. “Roll over, baby. On your stomach.”

She rolled over with her hands stretched out over her head. I grabbed the massage oil from my bag. I climbed up on the bad and straddled her legs. I warmed some oil in my hands and started on her shoulders. It was magic. I could feel the tension ease out of her as I rubbed. I knew this was touchy going. I wanted her to relax without falling asleep. I wanted her to carry just a little bit of sexual tension. Never having tried this before, I tried to use her breathing as a guide and it seemed to work. When I made it down to her butt, I slid her panties down and off, leaving her naked on the bed.

I massaged her ass, allowing my fingers to work between her thighs, moving very close to her pussy. When the tease was almost too much to take, she held her breath. I’d planned on massaging her legs and feet but didn’t think I had the experience to do it without making her buggy. I rolled her over.

“As good as you look from the back, baby, mmm, you look even better from the front.” I started to take my own clothes off as I talked. “You have no flaws, Tina. None. You know how I love ice cream and your little bikini tan makes your tits look like vanilla ice cream cones with wonderful chocolate toppings. They are delectable,” I said as I dropped my pants. She looked at my erection with hunger in her eyes.

I decided there was another way to tease her that I’d never used before. I was just out of her reach and her eyes were locked onto my dick. I stroked it slowly and her eyes got big. I climbed on top of her and straddled her legs allowing my dick to come in contact with her thighs. I wanted to tease her but I was driving myself crazy. I massaged some oil into her tits, circling her areolas. When I finally touched a nipple, she gasped and tried to bring her hands down but I pushed them back up over her head.

I didn’t know how much more teasing she could take but I was about at my limit. I kissed one of her tits, letting my tongue go crazy. I flicked it across the nipple as fast as I could and then suddenly latched on like a hungry baby. She gasped and I switched sides. She was trying to spread her legs but I held them together with my own. I knew that she would be wet by then and that I could probably bring her off relatively quickly.

I positioned myself over her and slid my hand down to cup her pussy. We were face to face, with my bare legs against hers. I slipped a finger into her folds and it was instantly wet. I pulled it out and brought my fingers to my mouth and sucked her juices from them, then licked them. She was in sweet agony. I smiled and slid my hand back down, between her folds, sliding it just inside her. I trailed it along her lips from bottom to top, then circled her clit. She started moving her legs erratically and I was concerned about how close my dick was to her pussy. Two weeks ago, she’d had her period. I didn’t think she could get much more fertile. I remembered reading that fertile women make horny women and she was all of that.

I slid a leg over so both were on one side of her, reducing the odds of an accident. She was about as amped up as I knew how to get her. I let my fingers finally find her clit and her hips bucked up against them. I pressed it with my fingers and then surrounded it, gently capturing it between them. I rolled my fingers across slowly and then I bent down and took her tit into my mouth again as my fingers went nuts. The fuse had been burning longer than I’d ever let it burn and she responded with the promised explosion. Her hips flew off the bed and she cried out with a long, low “Oooh”. She realized she could bring her hands down and she clutched them to my head as her legs came up and then thrashed down.

It was the strongest, most powerful orgasm she’d had yet, at least by my hand. I held my hand flat against her pussy as she began to come down. I counted to thirty in my head, then slid over her leg, pressing them apart easily. She knew where I was going and was anxious to feel my lips on her pussy. We were well past any need for foreplay. I cupped her ass with my hands and took her entire pussy into my mouth. Her bush was sopping and I loved it. The smell of her excitement had me hard as a rock. I licked up and down between her inner and outer lips and I could tell she was close to her second. I flicked her clit once, then sucked it gently into my mouth and she began a very fast build to her second.

Not quite as strong as that first, monumental orgasm, it was still strong enough to make me work to stay on for the ride. The mechanical bull image was real as I did my best to keep my mouth in contact. Half way through the orgasm, both legs shot straight down, stiff as a board. She quivered a couple of times and was done. I started counting again. I got to thirty and went back to work.

I began to work with my tongue but this time I let my fingers in on the action. She seemed even more primed to go than the last time so I picked up the pace, sliding two fingers inside her as I let my tongue work around her clit. I sawed in and out and she started gasping, her hands pulling at my head to get me reengaged with her clit. I held off until I was sure she was about to explode again and then let my lips and tongue work together on her and she exploded for the third time. This orgasm was a little smaller than the first but certainly not the smallest she’d had. She was cumming quickly and hard each time. The breakthrough we’d had before was not a fluke.

My mouth needed a break and my dick either needed relief or it was going to fall off. I eased off of her and then off the bed. She reached for my dick but I had a different idea. I pulled the velvet handcuffs out of my bag. I cuffed one of her wrists, and then passed the other cuff around one of the columns of her headboard. I had to put a knee on the bed to reach it and she leaned forward and managed to lick my dick. It felt good but this was about her. I snapped the other cuff and she was manacled to the bed, her arms once again stretched over her head.

“I want your dick Michael. Don’t tease me,” she pleaded.

I stood at the side of the bed and watched her lick her lips as I slowly stroked my cock. I was incredibly hard and I just stroked myself slowly.

“Michael. Give me. Please.”

I climbed back up on the bed and straddled her once again, this time above her waist. My dick was out of reach but that didn’t keep her from straining for it.

“You have the most beautiful tits in the world, baby. I’m going to cum on them,” I said, not knowing if that’s what I was really going to do or not.

“Let me suck you, Michael. Please. I want your dick in my pussy but you’re not going to do that so put it in my mouth.” She looked up at my face as I stroked. “I want your seed in me. Right about now I don’t care if it’s in my belly or my womb but I want it.”

“I’m going to spray your tits down and then rub it in,” I said and I thought perhaps that was too much.

She was going crazy trying to reach my dick. I climbed higher up her body and let her catch just the head of my dick in her mouth. She wanted it all and had no way to get more but to suck and that’s what she did. She latched onto the head and sucked hard as I continued to stroke.

“Give me,” she managed to say quickly, then latched on again.

“I’m going to cum, baby. You sure?” She nodded and that was it. I fisted myself frantically and she sucked for all she was worth. I came hard and fast.

I realized I was practically sitting on her, with my shrinking dick in her mouth and she was pretty helpless. I eased off of her and onto the floor. I unhooked her cuffs so she could take a breather. We both needed water so I grabbed a couple of glasses from the bathroom.

“Michael, that was amazing. And do you know what? I feel like I’m just getting started.”

“That’s a good thing, baby,” I said as I took her glass from her. I hugged her to me as we sat on the edge of the bed. As we parted, I slipped the blindfold on and eased her back down on the bed.

“Oh, no. What are you doing?”

What I was doing was helping her have the marathon session she wanted. I wasn’t sure if I liked the handcuffs so I told her I wouldn’t put them on if she was a good girl and did what I said. I think she liked the whole Michael’s-in-charge thing and went with it. Between her legs again, I slid her dildo inside her and worked it in and out a couple of times and then turned on the tiny vibrator and held it to her clit. It was an instant success.

With the dildo, vibrator combination I was able to bring her to at least four very quick and hard orgasms while giving my mouth and fingers a rest. Over the next hour or so, I brought her to another four or five orgasms using a combination of hands, mouth, dildo and vibrator. Mixing it up was definitely key. I could see that it was dark outside and that meant we’d been going at it for at least three hours. That was definitely a record for Tina. I wanted to end our session with something special and tried a combination I hadn’t used before.

I got between her legs and stroked the dildo in and out, changing the angle and tension and when her breathing gave me the cue, I settled down to eat her one more time. Apparently, being fucked and eaten at the same time is wonderful. She crunched hard and loud and I had to guess on how to ease off and out. She gave me a big clue by pushing me away.

I set the toy down and sat in the straight back chair at her desk. I was pretty pleased with myself but hard as a rock again and in need of release. I closed my eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. I must have sat like that for a few minutes because when I opened my eyes again, Tina had lit a candle and stood before me naked. I started to stand but she put an finger on my chest and pushed. I knew when to do what I was told.

“Your turn,” she said. “Just sit.”

She danced in front of me, swaying slowly. The light flickered behind her as she ran her hands over her beautiful, tight body. She took a step closer and put her hands on her butt and arched back presenting her pussy to me. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She inched closer to me as she danced and my dick responded, coming back to attention.

“Trust me?” she asked and I nodded. “Say it.”

“I trust you, baby.”

“Good. I’m going to make you prove it. Are you sure?”

“I’m sure. I trust you.”

“Good. Look at my chart. There’s no little triangle on it for making babies today.”

She put the blindfold on me and told me to grip the bottom of my chair or she’d use the handcuffs. I felt her move closer, straddling my legs. I could feel the heat. She rubbed her tits against my face and I reached for them with my mouth but she turned so that I couldn’t reach. Her legs shifted and I felt a drop of hot liquid land on the tip of my dick. It wasn’t massage oil. Her legs shifted again and she put one hand on my shoulder. I felt another drop.

I could tell she was dropping lower. If she’d been going to sit on my erection, this was exactly what she’d do. Did I trust her? I bit my lip to keep from speaking. And then I felt her. Her bush rubbed across the top of my dick and I started to speak but I held it. Did I trust her? I was about ready to blow. Her bush brushed me again and more of her juices dripped onto my aching dick. I pursed my lips together to keep from crying out. I wanted to thrust up but we were completely unprotected. And then I felt her bush again but she didn’t stop. She continued down until I felt her pussy lips on my dick and I had to speak.

“Tina, I’m about to blow,” I said as her hot, wet lips moved back and forth over the twitching head of my dick. “Tina,” I pleaded.

She released my shoulder and took my dick with both hands, sitting on my lap, trapping it between us. She pulled my blindfold off and scooted forward, angling her body perfectly. Her pussy lips parted against the underside of my dick and she held it in place with her hands. It was exquisite torture. My eyes had nowhere to go and everywhere to go. I looked at hers as she started to lift up, and down, stroking me with her hot pussy.

“Please be careful,” I said. “I want ... ahhh ... I want you.”

“Give me,” she said and I did. As soon as I started to erupt, she leaned forward, even as she continued to stroke and latched onto my lips. I drove my tongue into her mouth and she sucked on it as I fired against her belly. My body had a mind of its own and I thrust up, lifting her as I did. She pinned me to her so I couldn’t enter her. The heat, the wet, hot fold of her lips was all I wanted in the world. Everything. I arched against her, both thanking her and cursing her for not lifting up and dropping down on my dick. No babies.

Spent, I collapsed in the chair, finally bringing my hands off the seat and wrapping them around her. She pulled my head to her shoulder and held me. She held me and rocked me while my pulse continued to race. I pulled her body to me, crushing her with my love. I took a deep breath and blew out slowly, then did it again.

“Nice?” she asked.

“I have no words,” I answered, nodding. “I trust, you baby, but that was the limit of it, right there.”

She smiled, then bent down and kissed me briefly. She eased up off me and stood. I shook to clear my head.

“Baby, I’m satisfied,” she said. “Really, truly, satisfied. You?”

I nodded. Yeah, I was satisfied. “As much as I possibly could be without making babies,” I said.

“Good. And, it appears, you do trust me. I don’t know about you but that was tough. I wasn’t sure if I trusted me. If I hadn’t already cum more than a dozen times, I think we would have just made a baby.”

A dozen, I mouthed. She nodded, and mouthed back, more than that. Good.

“It’s after eight, baby. Let’s get cleaned up,” she said. “Me first. I’m covered in sperm that is looking for a way in. Open some windows. I won’t be long.” She started for the bathroom and then stopped and came back, kneeling next to me. “You were amazing. Thank you,” she said, and kissed my cheek. I was too gassed to answer.

Thirty minutes later, we were both showered and dressed, the windows were open and bedding was in the washing machine. Tina stood in front of the fridge looking for something to eat. Having poked through all the plastic containers, she finally announced, “I’m not cooking.”

“Jack in the Box,” I said, she smiled and we were out the door to stuff our faces with their greasy goodness. We didn’t talk much because there was nothing words could convey about how we felt.

After we’d each eaten our fill, Tina leaned forward to me and I matched her. So close that no one else could hear she said, “I may not be the sex machine LuAnn is but I’m not the same Tina I was a couple of hours ago, either. Where did you get those toys?”

I told her and smiled. “You went crazy when I pinned your legs before so I thought that might be helpful. You’re in control of so much in your life and when you’re not in control, you hate it. It’s tough on you and you hate to feel helpless. Unless, you’re with someone you trust. That’s why you can go to Fallon when it seems like your world is in turmoil. But it’s also why you have such a good time in bed with me. You trust me enough to not be in control.”

“Listen to you, Mr. Psychoanalyzer man. But, that’s probably exactly right. When you put those purple handcuffs on me, I didn’t freak out. I would have if someone else did that. Nice, Michael. Very, very, nice. Definitely never the same after tonight.”

“Good. I don’t know how any man could ever feel more powerful than when he was giving a woman an orgasm.”

“Well, then, you must feel like Superman. We do have school tomorrow. Home?”

“Yeah. I’m a little wound up, surprise, surprise. I was thinking I’d drop you off at home and then go up to the Naughty Kitten Adult store and thank the clerk. I need to call my folks, though and let them know I’m running late.”

“I want to go. Take me with you, then drop me off.”

“Are you sure? I drove up to Anaheim so it wouldn’t be close to home. I didn’t want anyone to know that you and me, you know.”

“That’s sweet. But it’s Monday night. Who’s going to be there that we know?”

We drove up Harbor and I pulled into a packed parking lot. Her eyes were big, not expecting anyone to be there. I told her I’d stick my head in to make sure Kristie was there and I didn’t recognize anyone and then motion for her. She thought that was sweet, too.

I motioned and she joined me inside. Kristie spotted me instantly, of course and when she saw Tina with me, she beamed. She nodded to me, sort of asking if this was my girl, not wanting to spill the beans if it wasn’t. Very discreet, I thought.

“Hi. Have fun?” she asked.

“Oh, my god,” Tina answered. “Did you sell him the cute little vibrator and handcuffs, oh and the oil?” She nodded and Tina shushed me away. Girl talk, I gathered.

It was thirty minutes before we were on our way. “I just wanted to say thanks. What did you two talk about?”

Tina was quiet as we drove a couple of miles. We were almost back to her house when she answered. “I told her what we’d done. And I told her I had been close to just lifting up and settling down on your dick.”

“You didn’t tell me that.”

“I was. She said she was proud of me for not doing it. She said I would have thought there was no greater feeling in the world ... right up until my baby was born. She said she had wrestled with that for a long time. She got pregnant when she was younger, and she’s not very old now. She said that having to deal with a child that you regretted having was miserable.”

“Wow. So, she has a baby.”

“And a minimum wage job. Her mom’s taking care of her baby so she can work. She said she loves her baby but wishes she’d waited. She gave me a sampler pack of condoms so I wouldn’t have an excuse. She also told me a couple of tricks, so you are in trouble next time, mister.”

“I’m glad she told you that. We came close. I trust you but now I guess you have to ask if you trust you.”