SexGames Ch. 06

"Then who?" I asked as nonchalantly as possible.

"You will probably think I'm fucking crazy, but I think she's fucking Jenny's dad," Taylor said in an annoyed tone.

"Really?" I asked as my heart started racing. I'd thought we'd taken care of Taylor knowing Mikayla stayed over that first night. "That seems a bit far-fetched."

"Why? Because he's older?" Taylor asked with a smile. "He is hot. He's tall like you. He's actually a lot like an older version of you. You'll be breaking your daughter's friends' hearts someday, Ry."

"Maybe," I smiled. "But you don't have any real evidence that she's fucking Jenny's dad, do you?"

"No," Taylor said with a shrug. "Really, if she is, good for her. You've got to do what makes you happy, right?"

"Yeah, I suppose so," I said. "I think we're all just a bit stressed out about going off to college in the fall."

"Oh, yeah?" Taylor giggled and then downed the rest of her drink. "Do you need a little stress relief, Ryan?" she asked as she put her glass on the floor.

"I gu—" was all I got out before Taylor's soft, sweet lips were on mine. I pulled her body closer as we kissed. My heart was racing and my cock was instantly straining against my pants. Her warm tongue slid into my mouth and I could taste the whiskey on it as our tongues wrestled.

My mind flashed back to having the virtual Taylor in the Paris hotel room. I couldn't help but wonder how much better the real thing could be. I knew I'd come to the party to tempt Mikayla, but it seemed obvious she wasn't about to give in to my charms. Plus, the other guys had called her an ice queen, so I knew she wasn't known for sleeping around. That and Taylor's theory about her big secret had given me the information I was looking for.

I knew that I should pop out of Ryan's body at that point. I told myself not to let things go too far. But, Taylor's tongue was doing some delightful acrobatic things in my mouth. Her hot, young body felt so good pressed up against mine. Her sweet strawberry perfume permeated my senses. I told myself that we were nothing more than two teens making out at a party and that it wasn't a big deal.

"Fuck," Taylor smiled as she broke the kiss. "You are a great kisser."

"Thank you," I said with a confident smile. I grabbed my whiskey from the table and downed what remained in the glass.

"Come on," Taylor said as she took my hand. "Let's go upstairs."

"But," I said as she got to her feet. "What about your parents?"

"They left a while ago for dinner and a show." Taylor grinned as she pulled me to my feet. "Come on."

I wanted to say no, but I couldn't. The mixture of teenage hormones and alcohol raging in my veins wanted only one thing. I put the empty crystal glass down on the table. Taylor gave me a soft kiss then took me by the hand and led me out of the office. We walked through the living room where everyone seemed to be dancing and having a good time.

I looked around the room as I followed Taylor. I saw Mark with his hands all over my daughter as they danced closely together. I told myself that I wasn't there as her dad and that I couldn't intervene even if I wanted to do so. Then I saw Mikayla glaring at Taylor and I as we started up the staircase. I knew she didn't know who I was, but I knew I was about to betray her.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" I asked Taylor as we reached the top of the stairs.

"You're not shy, are you, Ry?" she asked as she pulled me down the hallway and into her bedroom.

"No, I'm not shy," I said as Taylor locked the door and then set her sights on me.

"Then what is it?" she asked. "Don't you think I'm sexy?"

"You're very sexy," I said. "It just seems like maybe you've had a bit too much to drink."

"And you haven't?" Taylor giggled as she grabbed me and pulled me down onto her bed with her.

"I've had a few," I said as Taylor straddled my body. Her toned cheerleader legs constricted against me as she put her hands on my shoulders.

"You look very hot when you get dressed up," she said with a smile. Her elegant hands moved to loosen my tie.

"Thank you," I said as I looked up into her eyes. She was a beautiful girl. She was exactly the kind of girl I would have killed to go out with in high school. I wondered what the real Ryan James would do in this situation. I chuckled as I realized that any teenage boy would be creaming in his Underoos to get with a girl like Taylor. They would do and say anything to get laid. I decided to try a different approach. "You're not too bad yourself," I said.

"That's it?" Taylor scoffed. "Not too bad?"

"You want me to lie?" I asked with a cocky grin.

"Don't be a jerk," Taylor said as she pushed herself up onto her knees.

"But you seem to like jerks," I said.

"So I've made some bad dating choices," Taylor said as she rolled her eyes. "So what? Like you haven't?"

"Have I?" I asked.

"Oh, come on!" Taylor groaned. "You and Kendall were a horrible match. And worse than that, I'm tired of seeing you drool over perfect little Mikayla. She hasn't ever given you the time of day but you keep going back for more."

"That's not true," I said.

"It is!" Taylor said as she put her hands on her headboard and moved her face closer to mine. "And now I've got you in my fucking bed and we're talking about her. What the fuck, Ry?"

"You brought her up," I said. "Not me."

"Would you rather be with her right now?" Taylor asked. Her hazel eyes were peering deep into my eyes.

"No," I said with every ounce of conviction I could muster. Sure, it was a lie, but that's what horny teenage boys do. I knew better, but the hormones raging inside me wanted Taylor. They wanted Taylor and her sexy, toned cheerleader body bad. "And you're right, I'm sorry. I've made some bad dating choices. There is no doubt about it."

"Yeah, no kidding," she smiled. "Want to make a bad dating choice together?"

"Dating you would be a bad choice?" I asked.

"Shut the fuck up," Taylor said before she leaned closer and kissed me. Her lips devoured mine as she pulled my tie off and tossed it onto her floor. I kicked off my shoes and socks as she unbuttoned my shirt. She slowly ran her painted nails down my chest. I sat up and wrangled myself out of my jacket and shirt as Taylor unfastened my belt. She hopped off the bed and pulled my pants and boxer-briefs off me.

I looked up at Taylor from her bed with a hard-on that could have cut glass. I told myself I should pop out. I should let the real Ryan James have this fun. I had Mikayla, and I thought there was the possibility that I was falling for her. It even sounded like she might be falling for me. The hormones, beer, and whiskey in my system had their own agenda. They convinced me that having Taylor could somehow help prove that I was falling for Mikayla. Who can argue with hormones, beer, and whiskey?

I stood up and looked into Taylor's hazel eyes. I cupped her beautiful face between my hands and I gave her a soft, passionate kiss. She let out a moan as my hands moved down to her hips. I gave her a series of gentle kisses which seemed to be driving her insane. A couple of times she tried to slide her tongue into my mouth and I told her to be patient.

"You are an amazing girl, Taylor," I said. She gave me a sweet smile as I kneeled on the floor in front of her. I kissed my way down her body over her soft lace dress. My hands grasped the hem and slid it higher as I looked up into her eyes. I could see the anticipation building. I imagined this might have been the first time a guy had ever taken his time with sexy, young Taylor. My hands finally slid her dress up high enough to see the little burgundy thong she was wearing under her dress. I looked up at her and smiled.

"You approve?" Taylor asked then giggled.

"I do," I said as I leaned in and kisses her toned stomach softly a few times. I then moved down and kissed her through the soft lace thong that was already damp with her juices.

"Fuck," she said as she let out a moan. I grabbed the sides of her thong and slid it down her long, slender legs. When I got it to the floor, Taylor lifted her black strappy pumps to step out of the tiny garment. I stood up and kissed her then I picked her up and put her down gently on her bed.

I looked into her eyes as I put my hands on her knees and spread her legs so I could get between them. I kneeled again and took her left foot in my hands. I playfully kissed her toes as she watched me. She had a big grin on her face and she was softly biting down on her lower lip.

I moved up her long, toned legs. I made sure to kiss each and every inch of her soft skin. Once I got to her knee, I repeated the same thing with her right foot and leg. I could see Taylor squirming on the bed, but she never complained. She let out a loud moan when I reached her soft, warm thigh and I nibbled on her sweet flesh.

I looked up to see Taylor staring at me with a big smile on her face. I pushed her short dress up high enough so I could bury my face between her legs. I moved my head down and I flicked her clit with the very tip of my tongue. Taylor moaned as her long legs constricted around me. Fuck, she tasted good.

My hands slid up Taylor's slender frame as I made soft little circles with my tongue around her clit. I cupped her breasts through the soft material of her dress as I let my tongue slide down to her dripping wet slit. She let out a loud moan as I felt her heels digging into my back. I rolled my tongue as I looked up at her. I slid it deep inside of her sweet pussy and could feel her nipples hardening through her dress.

"Fuck! Yes!" Taylor gasped for air as her hands grabbed onto my shoulders. My tongue probed her hot little pussy with deep, darting thrusts. Her juices coated my tongue as I devoured her. Like the virtual Taylor, the real Taylor's pussy was sweet with the hint of strawberry jam. I didn't even want to know how Vira had that detail down perfect precision.

I ate Taylor's pussy with gusto. I alternated between tongue-fucking her and teasing her clit. I looked up at her after a few minutes of working her over and caught her watching me with glazed-over eyes. I met her gaze as I flicked her click very lightly with my tongue. She moaned as she grabbed onto my hair with both of her hands and pushed my face down between her legs.

I wanted to rip her sexy dress right off of her but managed to maintain my composure. I teased her with my tongue until she was ripping the sheets off of her bed. I then gave her the full treatment. I tongue-fucked her hard as I felt her body squirm below me. I felt her legs getting tighter and her breathing getting harder so I picked up the pace. I knew she had to be getting close, so I buried my tongue inside her as I rolled her hard nipples between my fingertips. She screamed and came hard. Her sweet juices flowed as her heels dug into my back. I lapped up every sweet drop of her nectar. Then I let my tongue kept its assault on her sensitive clit going until she couldn't take it any longer.

"Fuck! Stop!" she begged as she pulled my hair hard. "Please!" she squealed as I retracted my tongue and looked up at her with a smile. She was close to hyperventilating. Her chest was rising and falling quickly as she tried to catch her breath. "Holy fuck. Where did you learn to do that?"

"I'm a natural, I guess," I smiled.

"Fucking Kendall told me you were clueless with your tongue," Taylor said.

"Do all of you fucking girls trade notes?" I asked as I couldn't help but smile at the satisfied look on Taylor's flushed face.

"Not all," Taylor said. "But holy fucking hell, that was fucking amazing. I mean, I've never, nobody has ever come close to that. Fuck."

"Well, I aim to please," I said.

"Now it's my turn," Taylor said as she got up on her knees. I stood up as she moved to the edge of the bed. I wrapped my arms around her thin waist and I kissed her hard and deep. I let my tongue probe her warm, wet mouth so she could taste herself on my tongue.

My hands moved to her tight little ass and squeezed. She seemed to moan and giggle at the same time as she broke our kiss. She looked into my eyes then leaned in and started kissing my neck. Her soft lips sent shivers up and down my body. Her warm breath teased me as she nibbled on my earlobe.

"That feels so good," I said. "I am going to fuck you harder than you've ever been fucked before."

"Promise?" Taylor asked as she looked into my eyes and smiled.

"Yes." I nodded.

Taylor got down on her knees in front of me on her bedroom floor. She was a vision in her cute little burgundy dress and black strappy heels. Her graduation party was still going on downstairs as she grabbed my rock-hard cock. She smiled as she looked up into my eyes.

"What did Kendall say about that?" I asked.

"Big tool, no idea how to use it," Taylor said with a devilish grin. I didn't know if she was being serious or not but I didn't care. The real Ryan James might have been clueless. If he was, I was going to do what I could to make him into a legend.

"You're a bad girl," I said as I shook my head. "What do you think?"

"It's a big tool alright," Taylor said. "Show me what it can do."

"Fair enough," I said. I reached out with my right hand and grabbed a handful of Taylor's long, strawberry-blonde hair. "But, why don't you start with you showing me what you can do."

Taylor's eyes looked up as she inched closer to me. She licked the tip of my hard, throbbing cock with her soft, warm tongue. I couldn't help but let out a moan. Her hand started to stroke me as her tongue corkscrewed around my cock-head. Her lust-filled eyes stayed focused on me as she wrapped her lips around my cock and started to bob her head up and down.

"Fuck, Tay," I moaned. "That feels so fucking good."

"Just trying to relieve that tension," she said with a big smile.

I watched the pretty young blonde as she worked on my cock. Her soft, warm lips felt amazing as they traveled up and down my manhood. She left traces of her burgundy lipstick up and down my hard shaft. Her tongue knew exactly how to drive a man crazy with quick little flicks and acrobatic motions. I tugged back on her blonde hair and it sent her into a whole new gear.

Taylor moved her lips up and down my cock so fast I worried she might get whiplash. Her tongue attacked my flesh like it was the best popsicle in the world. She moaned and groaned as she bobbed her head up and down, her hair flying as she did. She bottomed out on my cock and looked up at me. Her lips gripped the base tightly as it went into her throat.

"Holy fucking hell," I said as I pulled Taylor's long blonde hair back harder.

I knew I was about to blow my load and it appeared Taylor did as well. She went back to work sucking me like a pro. Her lips and tongue were too much for me. My left hand grabbed her shoulder to steady my buckling knees. My right hand tugged her hair back as I fucked her mouth with a few more strokes trying to hold off the inevitable.

Every inch of my body felt like it was vibrating as I came hard. I looked into Taylor's hazel eyes. They were wide open and watering as I emptied a very large load into her mouth and down her throat. I groaned as I tugged her hair back and gave her pretty face a few more thrusts with my exploding cock.

"That was fucking insane," I said as I smiled down at Taylor. She looked up at me as she swallowed the last of my load. She sucked my cock clean, finishing with a corkscrew flourish. She then looked up and gave me a smile.

"We're just getting started," she said as she looked up at me, her hand still gripping my cock.

"Yeah, you don't want to get back to your party?" I asked.

"Nope." Taylor giggled as her hand slowly stroked me. "I'm enjoying this much, much more." I pulled her to her feet and kissed her hard. My hands went to her hips and pulled her body to mine. Her hand stayed on my cock as our tongues darted in and out of each other's mouths. At that moment I wanted Taylor as much as I've ever wanted any woman in my life.

My hands slid up the back of her dress and found the zipper. I slid it down her back as we kissed. Taylor teased my still-hard cock with her soft hand as I slid her burgundy dress over her shoulders. I smiled when I saw the sexy lace bra that she was wearing underneath. She let go of my cock long enough to let her dress fall to the floor. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed as I felt her warm body pressed up against mine. I searched for the clasp of her bra and snapped it open. I tossed her bra to the floor and then tossed the sexy blonde down onto her bed.

Taylor looked up at me with a sweet smile as I spread her long, slender legs apart. I pulled her to the edge of her bed and moved her legs up over my shoulders. I slapped my throbbing cock-head down on her clit playfully and she giggled. Her hazel eyes sparkled as she watched me.

I guided the head of my cock to Taylor's soft, pink pussy. I slid my manhood up and down her wet pussy lips to tease her. She bit down on her lower lip as her dripping juices covered my cock-head. I was more than ready to do some naughty things to young Taylor. I was about to test every older man's theory. The one that says if we only had the knowledge of our older selves when we were young we'd have been sexual gods.

I inched my cock inside of Taylor's hot, wet pussy. She was even tighter than I'd imagined she would be. My hands reached up and cupped her firm breasts. I fucked her slowly, slipping myself a bit further inside of her with each thrust. I rolled her hard nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and she moaned her approval.

I looked into Taylor's soft, hazel eyes as my cock finally filled her warm, velvet cunt. Our eyes stayed locked as I fucked her with deep, deliberate strokes. I kept the pace nice and slow and could see the effect it was having on her. Younger guys want nothing but to get off, they have no idea about pacing and holding back. I slowed down a bit to see if she'd respond and she did.

"Don't tease me, baby," Taylor groaned as I felt her tight pussy squeeze my cock harder.

"Am I teasing you?" I asked with a smile and then stopped with my cock deep inside of her.

"Yes," she moaned. "Fuck me."

"I'm not fucking you?" I asked.

"Come on, Ry," she moaned. "I need it."

"What do you need?"

"You know!"

"Tell me," I said with an evil grin.

"Fuck me," Taylor said with a smile. "Fuck me hard!"

"Say please," I said as my right hand slid up to her neck.

"Please," she groaned low. "Please, fuck me."

"That's better," I said as I slid my cock back until I was almost out of her tight little pussy. I paused for a moment and then slammed my cock back inside of her with as much power as I could muster.

"Fuck!" Taylor screamed as our bodies collided. Her eyes opened wide as I repeated the same maneuver two more times. "Faster!" she yelled. I smiled as I once again let my throbbing cock come to rest deep inside of her tight cunt. "Stop teasing me."

"You want it hard?" I asked.

"Yes," Taylor moaned. I pushed her legs back towards her as I leaned in. I started fucking her pussy harder. I used deep, penetrating thrusts as I picked up speed. Each thrust splitting the tight little teen's pussy in two. "Yes!" she screamed.

"You like that, Tay?" I asked in a low growl.

"Yes," she whimpered as she nodded her head.

I fucked sweet young Taylor hard there on her bed. Our bodies collided with each deep thrust. The screws on her headboard much have come loose as all of a sudden it started moving. Now, with each deep thrust, her headboard slapped the wall behind her bed.

"Yes!" Taylor moaned as my hands moved to her hips. I pulled her body to mine with each deep thrust. My balls slapped off of her body as my cock pounded her over and over again. "Fuck," she groaned as her hands moved to my chest and tried to push me back.