My Naughty Little Whore Ch. 02

"The first door on the left," I managed to get out before she pulled harshly on my shirt, dragging me to my feet. She charged to my bedroom, with me in tow. She pulled me around and pushed me down onto the bed. Granted none of her efforts would have been enough to actually move me, but she was too hot to resist. She turned around, shut the door and turned the lock. Rori's eyes, catching the street-light outside my window, glinted full of lust back at me. She stalked back over to the bed and crawled on top of me, forcing me to lie back on my elbows.

She ducked down to kiss me as her hands slid under my shirt. Breaking the kiss, Rori looked down at me as if cueing me to raise my arms. I raised them above my head, partly wondering if my shirt would have been physically torn off of me if I hadn't. Discarding the shirt with a toss, Rori moved to start kissing her way down my now exposed torso. She stopped to rub her nose in my chest hair, then she continued down to my navel. My breath came in pants and I bit my lip.

Hold back, Ly. Don't do anything to stop her.

However, she had stopped. I looked down to notice Rori gazing at me through lustful, hungry eyes.

"You don't mind if I give my hero more of a reward? Do you, Ly?" The words flowed off her tongue lusciously, teasing me and forcing me to bend to her will. All I could do was shake my head, silently and with gusto.

"That kiss earlier just wasn't enough. Plus, I happen to be in the mood for a taste of something other than your mouth. You wouldn't mind if I slipped off your jeans and boxers to get at your hard cock, would you Layton?"

"Oh, fuck no, Rori." I exhaled the words, forcing myself not to buck my own hips up, potentially with enough strength to send her flying off the bed.

My button and zipper were undone as she watched my eyes, gauging my reaction. I did my best to silently encourage her with my eyes, as I was too dumbfounded to say anything. She bit her lip and wrapped her hands around the waist of my jeans. I lifted my pelvis off the bed enough to allow her to slide the jeans down and off my legs. She threw them behind her on the floor and my boxers soon joined the jeans.

As I lay sideways across my bed, goose bumps breaking out along my spine, Rori motioned for me to turn so my head was on my pillow. Suddenly reality slammed me straight in the face like a line drive.

Wait, what the hell? She's been so innocent. This is not what I was expecting...

I never got to complete the thought. Rori licked her hand and slid it slowly up and down my hard cock, which was more than standing at attention. My mind went blank. Every nerve in my body seemed to dull as I felt only her five elegant fingers wrapped perfectly around my cock. Then, I saw Rori lick her lips. It was the only warning I got before she dove down to wrap her warm, wet mouth around the head. I moaned in reaction, but asked "Rori? How... the hell?"

She looked up at me and laughed "What? You weren't expecting this from me? Shush, I want to pay attention to what I'm doing!"

I propped myself up on my elbows to look at her better. "But, you..."

Cutting me off again, she added, "You think because I go to church every week I'm a prude? You're expecting me to be a little innocent girl with no experience? Try again. Why don't you lay back and let me show you what I know."

Still confused, I gestured my compliance and relaxed back down on the bed. I watched her, fascinated by how wrong I had apparently been about her. I guess I hadn't really seen the real Rori.

Is this REALLY who she is?

I had to admit she was a beautiful sight: on her knees, bent over, sucking my cock with her ass in the air, lower back fully arched. She was damn good at this. I didn't want her to stop; that was sure. Part of me did want to slide out from under her, turn her around and pound into her, but her mouth sliding up and down my cock and her tongue swirling around my head each time she came up for air felt overwhelmingly good. I was practically paralyzed from the pleasure.

Beginning to understand that I perhaps had the wrong idea of her, I figured I might try going a step further. I reached down, slid my hand just past Rori's bobbing head, and took her breast in my hand. I gently squeezed and massaged it. She moaned around my cock, sending electric shocks up to register in my brain.

Standing back off the bed, Rori raised an eyebrow and smiled slyly at me. "Let me slip out of this dress for you, Ly." She turned around and slowly unzipped her zipper, swaying her hips back and forth. My eyes followed as she pulled the zipper the entire way down. When she reached the bottom she turned back around brought her hands up to slide the straps off of her shoulders. She slid her arms out and let the front of the dress fall to her waist, revealing an exquisite black corset underneath. I would have taken longer to stare at her beautiful round breasts that were supported by the corset, and the pink nipples that were poking through the lace of the cups (okay, so I did look quite a bit), but Rori had turned to sway and wriggle her hips out of the dress. My mouth gaped wide-open when her black lace thong came into view, immediately followed by her lace-topped stockings.

Why hadn't I noticed the seams on the back of her legs before? They trace a line right up to that tight, round little ass. Wait, she has sexy lingerie? What happened to the low-key t-shirt and sweatpants girl?

The urge to run over, pick her up and throw her back down on the bed crept up from my toes (okay, so a little more north of my toes) and had me starting to sit up before I took a moment to reconsider.

If she's been this much fun so far, why not let her go for a bit longer? You can show her what it means to be in charge later.

She turned around one more time, letting the dress drop to the floor, and kicked it over to join my boxers and jeans. I didn't know where to look first, or longest; I only knew the sight before me was better than I had imagined it would be, every night, since the first day of Orientation. My eyes traced back up to Rori's beautiful hazel eyes as she walked back over to the bed. She climbed on top of me again and cupped my balls, pulling them closer to me and massaging them as I stared in bewilderment. If she hadn't kissed me as my mouth opened, I would have blurted out, "Who the hell are you?"

Rori licked her hand, slowly, never taking her eyes off of mine as she slid her hand up and down my cock, once again moving at a tantalizingly slow pace. She put her mouth next to my ear; her breath was hot and coming in pants. "Play with my breasts, Layton."

That was all I needed to hear. My instincts kicked in. I reached up and pulled down the lace cups to reveal the white breasts I had been dreaming of for weeks. I took one minute to admire them before I reached up and grabbed the two handfuls, massaging them as Rori's hand on my cock continued its work. I pulled my head up to suck one of her nipples into my mouth, hypnotized by the tiny, Braille-like bumps that appeared on her pink areolas, outlining her nipples perfectly.

Mmm, aren't you hot for me, baby.

I wanted to reach down and touch her pussy to return the favor, but I had been ordered to play with her breasts.

Ha! Ordered! Shouldn't I be the one doing the ordering?

I let the thought fade away, too distracted by what Rori was doing to me. Rori lowered her upper body even more, so I that I could lay my head back down. I hungrily took her nipple into my mouth to kiss and suck on the tender bud. She let out a low, guttural moan.

Oh, you have no idea how often you're going to do that, baby.

I gently held her nipple between my teeth and flicked my tongue over it as though it were her clit. She gasped and carefully pulled herself away from my mouth, much to my disappointment, but the disappointment didn't last long at all, as she kissed her way back down to my cock. She wrapped her lips around the head one more time and slowly slid farther down, taking me to the back of her throat. I felt her gag reflex kick in early, and my cock twitched.

Did I catch a look of disappointment on her face?

Rori pulled herself up slowly, swirled her tongue around my head, took a breath and tried again. This time she swallowed before she gagged and I slid a bit further in. Now there was no mistaking the look of satisfaction on her face. She slid back up, much to my pleasure, and completed the whole action one more time, holding herself down for a few more seconds before coming back up for air. Then, she started a rhythm: two quick strokes halfway down my cock with her mouth, and one long stroke to the back of her throat. It felt unbelievable, and it was just as unbelievable to watch. Suddenly, cold air hit my cock; she had taken a moment to lick her hand again.

Oh, no. Please don't stop sucking my cock! Oh, God no!

Granted, her hand felt great, but that rhythm had been overwhelming, and was driving me closer to edge by the minute. She must have noticed my response, because she quickly said, "Don't worry, my mouth will be wrapped around that cock in just one more minute."

With that, she took my balls in her hand and began massaging them back and forth. She slipped a finger underneath to play gently with my perineum. This was a surprise, and when it was quickly paired with her magical rhythm around my cock, I was gone. I think I would have floated to the moon if such an exquisite beauty hadn't pinned down my legs. I was fast approaching an orgasm, so I reached down to hold Rori's head. She stopped and looked up at me, as I told her I was going to come.

"Then come for me, Ly!" There was an unmistakable hunger in her voice. Her lips found their way back to my cock and into their rhythm. She let out a moan as my cock twitched inside her wet mouth. With that, I was over the edge and coming in her mouth. She pulled up just enough to catch all of my cum in her mouth, never losing a drop, and continued to lightly caress my balls and tease my perineum. It took me a minute to come back to earth, and when I did, I watched as Rori stared straight in my eyes and swallowed every last drop of my cum.

Holy shit. She's good. She's really good. She's even licking her lips and cleaning me up. How did I so easily misjudge her? How did she manage to exude an air of complete innocence?

"Rori? Can you please come up here and let me kiss you?"

"You don't mind, considering what I just swallowed?" She looked awfully confused by my request.

"Hell no. Just get your sexy ass up here and kiss me, damn it!"

Rori snuggled next to me, in the crook of arm. I pulled her closer to kiss her. She was so incredibly alluring I already felt my arousal beginning to build again. Her kisses were fuel to my fire and I wanted to watch her squirm while I built her up to an orgasm more mind-blowing than the one she had just given me.

If that's even possible!

When I broke our kiss, Rori's lips slipped into a puffy, pink pout.

"You want more, don't you Rori?" I questioned her, desire giving the question seemingly more weight as it hung in the air between us. Her eyes pleaded with me, following me as I climbed on top of her. She was quite the sight to behold; wiggling with her arousal, the lace cups of the corset still pulled down and bunched under her soft, round breasts. Her chest rose and fell as she panted for breath. The triangle of her thong hid the pussy I'd dreamed of fucking for weeks, framed by the lace tops of her stockings. I suddenly had a raging desire to tear everything off of her, but instead of giving in to that carnal hunger, I pulled her up to get a look at how to take that corset off.

I should have known it would be a nightmare. More than half the length of Rori's back was covered in tiny bra hooks.

Don't make a fool of yourself; 'ask for directions'.

"Rori, would you mind helping me with this? I'll start at the top. Why don't you start at the bottom?" I asked, praying I wasn't killing the mood. Apparently I hadn't, as Rori began unhooking the corset, much faster than I ever could have. I'd love to say we met in the middle, but it was more like one quarter of the way down from the top. I pulled the corset away from her body and her breasts came free from the underwire support. Rori lay back down on the bed and gasped when my warm mouth blew hot air over her right nipple. My tongue slinked out of my mouth to circle around the tiny nub, slowly, drawing a moan from her lips and coaxing her nipple erect. My lips locked down, covering her areola. She squirmed as my tongue continued to exquisitely torture her nipple. She grabbed my head on both sides, pulled me up and temporarily ceased my ministrations. I had no plans to stop, so I licked the tips of my finger and thumb on my right hand and began to lightly pinch, twist and roll her other nipple, while I dove back down to suck on the first.

Rori writhed and moaned, deeply arching her lower back and pushing her breasts in towards my head and hand. I didn't stop, but instead brought my left hand down to tease her pussy over her thong. I watched Rori as her eyes fluttered open in surprise.

"Oh, yes! Please, Layton, play with my pussy. Please!" It was a plea rather than the orders she had been giving earlier.

Ah, the tables have turned then... surprise! Still, who wouldn't want to oblige after hearing that?

So I pulled myself away from Rori's breasts and centered my attention a bit lower. I started by picking up her right leg, placing her calf over my shoulder, and bending it at her knee. I slowly pulled down her stocking, trailing kisses from the lace tops all the way down to her ankle, discarding the delicate garment on the floor. Placing her leg back on the bed, I kissed my way back up, noting when and where she cried out from being too ticklish. I reached the top of her inner thigh and arced my kisses just above her mound and then down the center, placing a kiss at the top, exhaling hot air over her pussy. Rori gasped and begged me to take the thong off of her.

"Baby, I still have another stocking to take off first!" She groaned in frustration and prepared herself for me to repeat the torture on her other leg. This time, when I had made it back to her pussy, I carefully hooked my fingers into the top of her thong. Exhaling one last time over her already hot pussy, I pulled the soaked thong down and off of her legs.

As I tossed the lacy thong off, I brought myself down in between her legs. She pulled herself farther up on the bed, giving me more room to get comfortable. I stopped for one minute to take my first look at my darling Rori's pussy. Her outer lips were already puffy from her arousal, her inner lips spread and opening, ready for me to devour. Her clit had already made its way out from underneath its hood. I licked the tip of my index finger, then made circles with it around her sensitive clit, watching as her pussy pulsed, and begged for attention. I leaned in and licked her from her opening to her clit, tasting her for the first time and hearing a gasp as my reward.

"What do you want Rori? Do you want me to slip a finger into you?" It was a question in a quiet, low voice. I feared for a second I had spoken too quietly and she hadn't heard me.

"Layton, please slip a finger inside of me and tease my clit with that talented tongue of yours."

Okay, she did hear me and that was such an eloquent response!

"Fuck yes, Rori. I've never been happier to do something in my life." I quickly put my middle finger in my mouth and then slid it in between her folds. She was tight, very tight. Her muscles were already squeezing my finger with a vice grip, but the slickness of her arousal allowed me to slowly piston in and out of her. I let out a moan as thoughts flooded my mind.

Fuck, she's so wet. Rori, you have no idea how hot you are.

I began to slowly tease her clit with long, flat strokes of my tongue. After hearing pleas to not stop what I was doing and feeling her muscles open up just a bit more, I added a second finger inside of her pussy. Rori's hips began to buck to meet the thrusts of my fingers and her vocabulary had been narrowed down to mostly four letter words.

She's so naughty. FUCK! Aren't good Catholic girls not supposed to curse?

I switched to maniacally flicking the very tip of my tongue over her, which sent her spiraling over the edge. Her thighs locked around my head with an impressive amount of strength. I managed to sneak in a few more licks on her clit, sending Rori into spasms of pleasure beneath me. She finally relaxed on the bed as I lapped up the rest of her wetness, carefully avoiding her clit.

When I had finished, I crawled back up the bed to kiss Rori's neck. She sighed and pulled my head to get me to kiss her. Her tongue crept into my mouth, seemingly searching for a taste of herself. To my surprise, when we broke apart Rori licked her lips and sighed, biting her bottom lip tightly.

"I don't know why, but I've always loved the taste of myself. It makes me feel naughty to love it." Her deviant smile only served to prove her point.

"You do seem to enjoy being rather naughty," I added as I slid next to her and put myself under my blanket. Rori quickly followed me underneath. I laid down flat and she curled herself around me, resting her chin on my chest so she could continue to look at me.

"Did you enjoy your reward, Layton?" Her voice was suddenly timid, as though I may have forgotten about the amazing orgasm she had given me.

This is more the Rori I expected, timid and shy. But, how can she not be confident in how she made me feel? What the hell just happened?

"Rori, I don't even know where to start. You were an incredibly sexy sight to watch! But it was absolute bliss to feel your beautiful mouth wrapped so delicately around my cock, that I couldn't keep my eyes open."

"Mmmm. I felt the same way when you made me come. I'm sorry about my thighs by the way. I've never really been able to control them." She giggled and fixed her hazel-eyed stare on my own eyes. Then she put her head down on her crossed arms, on my chest. I wrapped my left arm around her back tightly, pulling her close to me, feeling her body warm against mine. I pulled the blanket up to cover her back.

"I loved being able to return your reward though, Rori." I smiled at the thought of my fingers delving into her pussy and my tongue flicking over her clit. "Your pussy... I'm at a loss for words." My exhaustion was beginning to take hold from all the events that had taken place that night. Rori's seemed to be kicking in as well.

Through a yawn she rather casually added, "Well, whenever you would like to, you are more than welcome to treat me to a wonderful orgasm that way again, Ly." Her words were music to my ears, though the two of us quickly fell asleep.

I woke up with a smile on my face as the sun was just beginning to peek through my window. I turned to look at my alarm clock to check the time and was greeted with a mouthful of long hair.

Whoops! Hey, almost tastes like kiwi.

The clock on the nightstand read 7:35. It was Saturday, so assuming that the two of us could curl back up together and fall asleep, I decided that I might try taking Rori up on her offer from last night and wake her up with an orgasm.

Rori looked so peaceful turned on her side, facing away from me. We had apparently started to spoon during the middle of the night. I lightly traced a finger down her side, from the curve of her breast down over her hipbone, circling back around the curve of her ass. Rori suddenly rolled onto her back, sighing in her sleep.