Senior Year Memories Ch. 29

With that, Nica stretched her beautiful lips around the head of my cock. It was clearly larger than even she'd expected from this close, but she was determined, working about half of my length into her mouth and to the back of her throat. She didn't try to deepthroat me as so many other girls had, but what she lacked in that she more than made up for in enthusiasm.

She bobbed up and down on my cock slowly, but gained speed and confidence with every motion. I looked down into her eyes as she stared back up at me, captivated by her beauty and powerless against the pleasure she brought to me. I'd thought sliding up against her moist slit was amazing, but it was nothing compared to what those lips felt like wrapped around me.

"So good... feels so good..." I murmured, running a hand through her hair. I didn't guide her, didn't force her in any way, but it felt a special form of close to her to touch her like this as she fellated me. Nica Dubois may have had her hang-ups and issues that she wanted to get past when it came to sex, but I was greatly appreciating that she wanted to explore these with me.

It wasn't, however, something I felt was meant to last terribly long. With the time spent getting her off twice already, I was quite hard, and her enthusiastic blowjob was getting me there fast.

It took monumental effort to say anything when I looked down at this gorgeous, nearly naked girl with my large cock stretching her mouth to the max, but I knew that I had to warn her, "This is really nice... but if you keep doing that, I'm gonna cum."

Nica took her mouth off of my cock and took a good breath of air, smiling up at me and kissing the head again. "That's the idea."

"You're sure?" I asked.

"I wouldn't say this if I wasn't sure. Just tell me when you're going to be cumming, okay?" she asked.

"Okay," I replied, taken by her beauty as she once again sucked my cock back into her mouth. It was a wet, progressively messier blowjob as she blew me even harder, her head bouncing up and down on my cock, one hand jacking what her mouth couldn't reach while the other played with my balls and occasionally stroked my ass.

As she kept up the pace, she looked up at me and curiously placed her free middle finger between my ass cheeks on the edge of the couch, pressing inside and rubbing up against my hole. It was a kind of playful I wasn't expecting from her, but one I'd dabbled with in the past. She pressed up against me, eyes inquisitive, and since she could've gotten me to do pretty much anything at this point, I simply nodded as she pressed inside of me.

The intrusion was intense, but combined with her blowjob felt absolutely amazing. All of my nerves felt like they'd been brought to life with pleasure, and I couldn't hold it back anymore.

"I'm cumming... I'm cumming!" I warned.

If I thought this was going to slow Nica down, I was wrong. She kept blowing me and fingering my ass, pushing my pleasure over the edge until I couldn't help cumming in her mouth. It felt like a huge load, but she knew what she was doing, sucking up every drop, slowly milking my cock as every thick strand of seed fired down her throat. It was an unbelievably hot orgasm, and as I started to come down from it, I felt like I could've fallen asleep right there.

Finally spent, I collapsed back against the couch. Nica pulled her finger from my ass and her mouth from my cock, kissing the head one last time before standing back up to look down at me. A few stray dribbles of cum fell down from her lips, but she wiped them up with the back of her hand and licked it down, luxuriating in my load as she swallowed the last drops.

"You taste good. Not many boys do. Thank you," Nica said, her voice exuding confidence but perhaps slightly bashful at the same time.

There was so much I wanted to say for her and what she'd done for me, but with my deflated cock seeming to lead the conversation, all I could say was, "Wow."

"Oh? Wow? I am that good, huh?" Nica said playfully.

"That's an understatement," I replied. "How'd you know about... that thing with the finger, that it'd work with me?"

"I'd say I had a gut feeling, but it would be a lie," she said, licking her lips and taking off her panties and presenting herself completely naked before me. She had a nice, thick bush, and though she'd looked a little nervous at first, she seemed pleased by my response, sitting down beside me.

Nica continued, "Josie told me of your open-mindedness, and I thought it might be fun to confirm. Not many a man is up for this, I'm told, but would be better off if they were, I'd say."

"Well, it was fun, so, thanks," I said, smiling and leaning in for a kiss. We kissed slowly, lingering for a while on the contact and each other. I barely even minded the faint taste of my cum on her lips, as it felt intoxicating to be this close to Nica Dubois. At first glance, I wouldn't have ever assumed I'd feel this way about her, but she brought a passion and intensity that I felt a desire to discover more of.

"You're welcome," she said, breaking our makeout session enough to speak, then going on to kissing my neck.

"Fuck, you're beautiful," I said, unable to keep my hands from her. I ran a couple fingers between her legs, enjoying her hot wetness and the moans it pulled from her.

"You really think so? With all these beauties about school who've had you by now, you think I'm beautiful?" Nica asked.

"Of course," I said.

She smiled at me timidly. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"It has been some time since I've heard that said believably. I have heard words of praise from many a boy who wanted things from me; from the rest, I'm 'cute' or 'sweet' or 'just one of the guys, but pretty'. When the sentiments are genuine, they are appreciated, but there is still a fine line between those and being desirable to the right sort of person. It is... refreshing, and welcome, to see your true enthusiasm," she said, her hand finding my half-hard cock and gently stroking it.

I hissed. "If you ever need a reminder..."

"Thank you," she replied, nervously biting her lip. "But... that is not what I want now."

"What do you want now?" I asked.

Nica took several nervous, quick breaths, pulling herself together and trembling slightly.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I am fine," she said. "This is what I want, it is just difficult to say, after so long..."

"Take your time," I said.

"I don't want to take my time!" Nica snapped. "I want this to be easy. I want this to be something I can control, but when you've had control taken from you it can feel so hard to take back. I want... ah, merdefuckshitdamnmerde, I want not to take this out on you. I am sorry."

"It's okay," I said, stroking her hair and holding her close. "It's okay."

We stayed quiet like this for a few moments, holding each other, occasionally stroking the other's sex, waiting, being together. Nica had something she wanted to say, and I wanted to give her every opportunity to say it, and until then I was going to be here for her.

Gently, she pulled me close and kissed me. She rolled on top of me, straddling my thigh and pressing her breasts against my chest, leaning in to whisper in my ear. "What I want is you inside of me. I want you to ruin me for those who've tried to ruin me in the past, and I want to remember what it is like to get lost in the pleasures of sex again with someone as considerate as you. Would you help me with that?"

I kissed her back, squeezing her butt approvingly. "Gladly."

"Thank you," she said, smiling nervously. "I must also admit, I am curious how a cock that great and perfect would feel."

I smiled in return. "I know a few girls who've had a lot of fun with it."

"A few?" Nica returned, cocking a skeptical eyebrow.

"I was trying not to brag," I said.

"You've failed, but this is okay, I do not mind some failures. To fail is human, etcetera, etcetera, you know how it is," she replied.

"One slight problem," I said, looking down at my half-deflated cock.

"Ah, yes, that is a problem. I could suck you some more, if that would help?" Nica proposed.

While tempting, I wanted to up the ante, "Only if I can taste you at the same time."

"Ah!" Nica exclaimed gleefully. "A 69! Magnifique! I can see why Josie is so smitten with you; you have some truly good taste!"

"You said that earlier," I said.

Nica rolled her eyes at me. "You've also a cheeky tongue."

"You don't know the half of it, yet," I said, rotating until I was lying down on the couch with my head against her thigh.

Nica didn't need much motivation to climb on top of me, dropping her soaking wet pussy onto my face before taking my cock back into her wonderful mouth. From this angle, she was able to take a little more of me in, gagging slightly but giving it her best effort. I returned as best I could, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her down onto me, bringing my mouth up to her dripping sex and diving in.

Nica tasted good, and her moans of pleasure around my cock only drove me to dive in further, licking and sucking at her sweet lips. This was one of those things I always loved about 69ing with a girl, not just the give and take but the friendly competition it seems to encourage. Though she may have only been trying to get me hard, I knew Nica was trying to make me cum again every bit as hard as I was trying to get her off.

The only problem for her, though, was that I had a significant head start on her, at least in the "not cumming" department. She'd gotten me hard, sure, but it was going to be a while before I'd be able to muster up another good cum. In the meantime, I had full access to her pussy, licking and teasing, working her sex with my tongue and fingers, doing everything I could to bring her over the top again. She was fighting me trying to prolong this, but not terribly hard.

And then she stopped.

Nica pulled her mouth off my cock when I had her on the brink of another good cum, turned back to me and said, "I think we have pushed this off long enough."

"Pushed what off?" I asked, punctuating with a nice lick at her clit.

She groaned, then climbed off of me. "Sit up."

I did as she said, my cock now standing proudly up as I leaned back against the couch. Nica stood in front of me, pacing back and forth slightly as she looked down at me hungrily. No, there was more than hunger, there was a sense of trepidation to her as well as she looked down upon me and my cock.

"I have had fun having fun with you, and I wish to have more, but I want to do more. I need to do more," she said, looking down at me. "I'm kind of terrified of that thing, but I'm also wanting to be past this fear, and since I might be hornier now than I can ever remember, I want now to be the time. I want to have some good sex."

I looked up at her in her nakedness (both emotional and literal), and smiled as warmly as I could. We'd been having so much fun pleasuring each other that I'd nearly forgotten about what we were doing here, but I was every bit as committed to making this a positive experience now as I was then.

"I'm pretty good, but I'm happy to take this at whatever pace you want," I said.

"Thank you," she said, stepping forward, kneeling on the couch and straddling my hips again. As with earlier, she ran her soaking wet pussy over my cock, but without a stitch of clothes between us there was no illusion about how this was going to end. To help ease things along, I reached up and cupped her breasts, thumbing her nipples and trying to keep her nice and motivated.

The way she ground against my cock, spreading our mutual lubrication handily, told me this was a good idea.

Nica reached between her legs and placed the head of my cock at her entrance. She bit her lip, looking down, then into my eyes. "Ryan?"

"Yes?" I asked.

"Would you please... please kiss me while I settle down?" she asked.

"Gladly," I said, leaning up and planting my lips on hers. Nica kissed me as if her life depended on it, urgently, passionately, as she steeled herself for what she wanted to do next. Closing her eyes tightly, she forced herself down on me, burying the head of my cock inside her pussy.

Nica cried out, or at least wanted to, as we kept kissing our way through the penetration. She was tight, so very tight, but so good, hot and wet and welcoming. I worried for her, hoping that all was okay, but desperately wanting more with her.

We broke our kiss, and I whispered, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," she said, lowering herself a little more. "I need this... I need to keep going. Just be here with me."

"I'm here," I said. "Just keep going. You've got this."

"Thanks," Nica said, smiling at me weakly as she took another inch of my cock. She was closing in on halfway. "Fuck, you're huge."

"I know," I said. Normally this was something I'd say with a sense of pride, but now there was only concern for her.

Still, Nica bit her lip and continued her slow descent, taking every inch with slow deliberation. My cock was in heaven, but the rest of me wanted to make sure she was too. I kissed her, stroked her, massaged her sensitive breasts, and as she conquered more and more of my cock. This strategy seemed to work, as though there was some definite discomfort on her end, as she sensed she was getting further down she seemed to get more into the act.

Her eyes were screwed shut tightly when I felt her ass settle down against my thighs and balls, so I felt congratulations were in order. I kissed her and said, "You made it."

"I made it?" she asked, opening her eyes and looking down at our conjoined sexes. "Holy hell. Fuck, I *did* make it!"

Nica's voice had taken on a tone that was close to a cheer, and I pulled her in close to help her enjoy that celebration. With my cock buried to the hilt deep inside of her, we made out with joy in our hearts and smiles on our faces. I couldn't say if I was the ideal sexual encounter that she was looking for when we first began our strange union, but I was happy to help make her happy.

Especially once she started moving, slowly riding my cock. It clearly took some getting used to with a cock as large as mine, but biting her lip in determination, she began to ride me on the dark room's couch.

"Thank you," Nica groaned. "Thank you, thank you, thank you for helping me with this."

"It really has helped?" I grunted, enjoying the feel of her dropping back into my lap.

"Some, yes. I cannot say if you have fixed me for guys in general, yet, but being able to share sex with someone who is not unkind about it... yes, that has helped," she said, riding me a little more eagerly.

"It's a start," I said, sliding my hands down to her hips to help her ride me.

"It's a start," she agreed, leaning over to kiss me. She was picking up the pace, now actively riding me, truly taking over this unexpected fuck. Watching a woman as beautiful as her ride me, her eyes closed in magnificent ecstasy, feeling the way her pussy squeezed me so perfectly with every bounce, I was in heaven. Knowing that I was helping her get past something she wanted to get past, well, that just made that heaven even sweeter.

When she first started riding me, she did so timidly, but now Nica was completely losing herself to sex. She was moaning in pleasure, running her hands over her body, riding me with a confidence that made her only sexier.

"God I've needed this; I've needed this for so long... I was scared... I'm still a little scared... but this I can do. I can do this. I can conquer this. I don't have to let the shit of the past win. Fuck this is amazing. Thank you, thank you, thank you," she moaned.

I reached down to thumb her clit as she fucked me. Her eyes, once closed, shot open, looking down at me with surprise and hunger.

"Like that... like that... please make me cum with your cock inside of me... make me cum, I'm so close, please, please, please, like that, like that... OH FUCK!" Nica exclaimed as another orgasm took her. This was the strongest one yet, making it look as if she'd touched the world's most pleasurable live wire as she shook and fell against me. Her pussy squeezed me so hard I could've sworn I was going to shoot off then and there, but I held back, just for now.

Her breathing still ragged and her body relaxing after the powerful cum, Nica kissed my neck and chest, giggling softly. "Oh, thank you, Ryan. That was needed."

"I think you might've mentioned that once or twice," I said, kissing the top of her head. She looked up and kissed me back.

"I think you are still in need of something yourself, eh?" Nica asked, gently squeezing my cock with her pussy.

I shivered at this. "I wouldn't mind..."

"And I would like to finish what I have started as well," she said, squeezing me again. "Would you like me like this? On all fours? Or something more classical?"

I smiled wolfishly, wrapping an arm around her so I could spin her to the side, dropping her onto her back on the couch without ever leaving her pussy. She squealed with delight at the move, while I was just glad that I was able to pull it off without hurting either of us.

"I have been called a sucker for the classics before," I said, looking down at Nica as I slowly began to thrust in and out of her.

She giggled. "You can be a sucker for whatever you want if you keep spoiling me like this."

"Thanks," I replied, kissing her as I began to thrust in and out of her tight pussy. Nica was getting more vocal and confident by the moment, and being beneath me physically only seemed to spur her on even more.

"Fuck me, Ryan, fuck my tight little pussy. You like it, huh? So tight and sweet? Having such fun with me? Fuck me harder, keep it like that, yes, keep fucking me, push yourself, make yourself cum, fill me with your hot fucking cum," she said.

Her slight accent was positively intoxicating, and the unexpected dirty talk only pushed me further to the edge. At her insistence, I fucked her harder, making out with her feverishly between her encouragements. I was building up a pretty good load, and though it wasn't going to be anything like my last one, I wanted to make it a good one for her.

"Keep going... keep doing it... give me what I want..." she moaned.

"So good," I grunted.

"I know, I know, keep fucking me, do it, keep fucking me, cum for me, cum inside of me..."

"You sure...?"

"I am... please, keep fucking me, harder, fuck me harder, make me feel it, fuck me harder and cum for me, cum for me please..."

"So close..."

"Do it, Ryan..."

"I'm-"

"Yes!"

"FUCK, I'M CUMMING!" I shouted, thrusting into her hard and deep, feeling my body seemingly draining every bit of energy and stamina I had into her. I came hard, seemingly filling her up as shot after shot of my cum filled me with a feeling of one of the greatest pleasures I knew. Nica cooed and groaned, squeezing me with her pussy and seemingly encouraging every last drop to fill her.

Completely spent, I pulled out of her and sat up on the couch. Nica lay down next to me, her legs still slightly spread, my cum leaking from her obscenely stretched pussy lips. She looked completely satisfied, if almost a little embarrassed to be so explicitly on display in front of me.

"Fuck, you're beautiful," I repeated, smiling down at her. "Thanks for... everything, that was... wow."

"Thank you," Nica said, her hands drifting down to her pussy and feeling everything that had occurred. "Wow, you really did a number on me."

"Sorry," I said.

"Don't be. I knew what mountain I was climbing," she replied, shivering at her own touch as she rubbed my cum into her pussy.

"This couch is gonna be a mess," I said.

"It wouldn't be the first time. You would know," Nica replied.

"I would," I admitted. "How... how are you?"

"Better," Nica said, sighing. "I wish I would wave a magic wand and say good sex with a nice boy with a big cock fixes all, but nothing is that simple in life, is it?"