That Friend from College Pt. 01

"Do you have condoms?" His voice was barely above a whisper. It felt less weird to ask her that than to ask her whether she wanted to have sex. Her mouth opened, her eyes momentarily growing wide and scanning his before she nodded. "I mean, we don't have to..." he tried to backpedal, but she was already moving away, rolling off the bed and heading for her dresser.

"No, it's fine, I have," she told him. She had to dig around, no doubt having to hide something like that from her parents, then came back to the bed with a crushed open box, pulling a square out and tossing the rest on the side table by her bed. She handed it to him, giving him a small smile. She was clearly nervous about this.

"We don't have to do this, Alli, if you don't want to," he checked with her again.

"I want to," she confirmed, moving in to kiss him again. Her body pressed against his, trapping his stiff erection between them. It pressed against her soft, smooth belly, throbbing there.

He ripped open the packet and reached between them to unroll it over his cock. They lay on their sides on Alli's narrow twin-sized bed, facing each other, when he lifted her upper leg, pulling it up over his own hip, opening her up, and slid his cock inside.

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'Four,' Allison thought to herself, marking the number of men she's now had sex with. He filled her so perfectly, her pussy felt stretched to its limits trying to accommodate him. But it felt wonderful! He held onto her ass, thrusting inside and her brain was screaming 'You're having sex with Pete! Pete Chapman! You're actually having sex with Pete Chapman! What the fuck is going on?!'

"Alli, you're so fucking tight," Pete whispred to her through gritted teeth.

"Mhmm," was all she could manage in return.

Oh God it felt wonderful the way Pete was driving deep into her while grasping her ass with one hand. They were still face to face and it felt almost uncomfortable staring right into his eyes while he made her dissolve into jelly. She closed her eyes, letting her hands wander into his soft hair, intertwining it with her fingers. She really didn't plan for this to happen, she didn't anticipate that they would actually have sex, but he put it out there and she felt drawn in by his offer. It was Pete. She's never had sex with a guy prior to dating him for a rather extensive period of time and moving through all the preliminaries one proverbial base at a time, but... this was Pete. She knew him. There was no need for conversations about what their majors were in college and where they'd grown up.

He rolled her to her back, without pulling out, and got on his knees in front of her, increasing the speed and depth of his thrusts. She didn't need the direct stimulation on her clit this time; he was hitting all the right places inside her and she was coming again, pulsing around his cock. He groaned, shoving harder and deeper into her before going still as he reached his own orgasm. She kept her eyes closed, breathing heavily, but she could hear that he was also trying to catch his breath.

Pete came back to lay on the bed with her after disposing of the condom. They were tightly packed onto her twin-sized bed, face to face, his arm draped around her waist. She couldn't help but run her fingers through his hair again and he seemed to lean into her touch. He tucked her hair behind her ear smiling at her. They said nothing. Allison kept waiting for some kind of a conversation about what would happen next, whether they were dating now and when they'd see each other again. It was after midnight now, on a Sunday, and Pete still had an hour-long drive home. He had work tomorrow. She had a week off before she started her summer camp job. Her insides whirled and summersalted inside her at the uncertainty of what they were doing. But neither of them said anything.

"I hate to be the guy who just... gets off and leaves..." Pete started to say, stroking her hair.

"But you have work in the morning and a long drive home, I get it," Allison finished for him.

"Yeah," he leaned in and kissed her lips, just a peck. "I really wish I didn't."

He was so sweet it almost hurt. She didn't know what to do. She didn't want to unload all of her concerns on him right then. He didn't move to leave right away, continuing to hold her. It was another half an hour or so before he finally got up. Allison sat up on the bed, pulling on her clothes as well.

"Do you want to stay until the morning maybe? Or do you want me to make you some coffee for the drive?" She offered. Pete bit his lip, considering the possibilities.

"Probably best that I drive now. I doubt I'm gonna be able to sleep at all with you pressed up against me in that little bed," he winked at her. She felt her face heat up.

She made him coffee, assuring him that it was fine to take the complementary travel mug she had gotten from some campus event back in college. He promised to return it. She walked him out to the car, where they shared another long kiss before Pete drove off.

Benny was in the kitchen in just his boxers when she came back inside, getting a glass of water.

"Are you dating that guy now?" He asked her, his eyebrows pulled together, his expression unamused. Allison shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know," she walked past her brother towards her bedroom. "We're gonna figure it out later, I guess."