I gave her what she wanted, but the pounding was more than I could handle. My orgasm had been building. When I finally unleashed, my package actually hurt. I came and came, and that sent Suzanne into her final orgasm of the night.
Cindy and Suzanne together might have been too much for me to handle on a regular basis. I was wiped out, despite having gotten off only once. Even though they almost killed me, I really did miss these two.
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I drove home and crawled into bed. I was almost asleep when I heard my apartment door open. Duke didn’t get excited, so he knew whoever it was. Through the darkness, I saw it was Beth. She didn’t say a word; she simply undressed and climbed into bed with me.
“You okay?” I asked.
“No. Just hold me,” she said.
Beth laid her head on my chest. We were both naked, but we were good-enough friends that we didn’t have to have sex to enjoy each other’s company. I just held her and drifted off to sleep. We’d figure it out in the morning.
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Chapter 13 – A Bad Rendition of A Christmas Carol
Thursday November 26I woke Thanksgiving morning to Beth riding my morning wood.
“Beth, we can’t,” hissed out of my lips.
“David, shut up. I need this,” she said.
I’m almost positive I could’ve climbed out from under her, but I had a moment of weakness. As my sleep-addled brain began to function, I realized I wasn’t wearing a condom.
“Beth, condom,” I warned.
“Shut it and let me worry about it,” she ordered.
Beth began to breathe hard as she rose and fell on my member. I missed my friend. There were so many reasons I wished either I was older or she was younger. If we were the same age and going to the same school, life would be simple. I would date Beth and make both our mothers very happy.
“I’m getting close,” I warned her.
“Hold off. Give me a minute.”
“Beth, I can’t last much longer.”
She slammed down and ground against my pubic bone. I roared as I came hard, so hard that I saw stars. Beth just wrapped herself around me and pinned me to the bed with me still inside of her. This was one of those times when I was going to stay hard. I captured her lips, and we kissed as I began to work my way in and out of her. I rolled her on her back to give me more control.
Beth bit my lip, and I jerked my head back.
“Hey!”
“My boyfriend is afraid that you have designs on me.”
I stopped my hips. She reached back and slapped my butt.
“Get to work. I’ve missed the hell out of you. You touch places that Carl can’t,” she said.
“Beth!” I whined. “I promised my mom I’d never do this. If I’d known that you and Carl were still together, we wouldn’t be bumping uglies.”
I stopped, and Beth looked deep into my eyes.
“Listen to me and listen carefully. Carl and I are barely a couple. We hang out, and we had sex once at the beginning of the semester. He came home with me because his parents are on a cruise. I’ve had sex with a couple of other guys while I’ve dated Carl. I’m sure he’s done the same.”
“That’s gross,” I said.
“Dork! He’s not into guys. His problem is that I’ve talked about you so much. Carl knows if you ever made a play for me, he’d be gone.”
I thought about that for a moment.
“What about Suzanne and Cindy?” I asked suspiciously.
Beth laughed.
“I warned those two sluts that you’d have a problem if they admitted they had boyfriends.”
“Are you serious?” I asked.
“Oh, yeah. They planned to seduce you last night. If you don’t make a big deal out of it, everything should be good,” she said.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Cindy and her boyfriend are coming to Thanksgiving at your house today.”
“Aw, shit. He plays defensive end for Ohio State.”
“I bet you can take him,” Beth teased. “I saw you take out Bill Rogers when he came after Tracy at school. Surely you can handle one ’roided-out college football player.”
“If anyone even acts like they’re going to spill the beans, you’re all dead. I don’t need to be in a death match in the backyard right before we play for State.”
“I’ll protect you,” she said and began to rock her hips.
Beth’s movement encouraged me to get with the program and finish what I started. I would have to spank Suzanne and Cindy later.
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I’d ordered cinnamon rolls from Granny’s. She wasn’t open except for pickups this morning. When Beth and I arrived, we found something I never imagined I would see: Granny in a heated conversation with a customer.
“This is what your wife ordered. I’m sorry if you think it’s too much,” Granny said.
“That was before everyone canceled. We only want a small turkey.”
Granny just shook her head.
“I’m sorry, but if you don’t take this, I’ll have to throw it out. I cook everything fresh each day. We’re closed today; I have no use for it.”
The guy stormed out, and I could see Granny was upset.
“That was a nearly $750 order. They’ve been coming here for years, so I let them slide without prepaying.”
I noticed she hadn’t asked me to prepay for my cinnamon rolls.
“I’ll take it,” I said.