Tim and Tina Ch. 04

"You okay, Tina?" he asks me concerned as he reaches over and runs his fingers through my hair.

I close my eyes briefly at his touch. "I just want you to know that my decision has nothing to do with whether I'm attracted to Melody or not," I start.

"So, you are then?" he asks.

I nod. "I didn't think I'd ever be attracted to a girl, but after seeing her tonight, I have no doubt that I am. Am I weird?"

He shakes his head. "If what you assume about Mom and Dad with Aunt Dana is going to happen, then, no, I'd chalk it up to genetics," he teases a little.

I chuckle a little. "My decision was completely selfish," I confess.

"Really? How so?"

"I don't want to share you. Especially not with someone you've been with before. Especially since she was your first," I tell him.

He's silent for a moment, and then his head nods slowly. "I didn't even think about that," he admits. "I felt guilty for not waiting for you to be my first, and then to encourage the idea of a threesome with a girl who was, that was a little insensitive of me."

I shake my head. "No, you're a guy, all you saw was the possibility of a threesome," I say a little more accusingly than I intended.

"That's not fair," he argues and he's right.

"I didn't mean it like that. It's just that guys and girls are wired differently. You were excited about an extremely hot possibility; most guys would have tried to convince their girlfriend to go along with it. You're better than that, though," I say, taking his hand in mine.

"That's true," he agrees. "About being better than that, I mean," he teases again with a wink and I can't help but laugh. He's so much like Dad when it comes to his ability to make me smile in my toughest moments, it's crazy.

"Maybe it will happen one day, but I want more time with just the two of us first. We've only had sex a couple times since our date and I still just want you," I tell him.

"Tina, I am not complaining. If we choose to experiment in that way at all, it will be with someone we both choose," he says and then kisses my hand.

I pull into the driveway, both our parents' cars are here, but they usually take a cab when they go out with Aunt Dana and Uncle Andy. We still have the house to ourselves for now and they haven't called or texted us to let us know that they're heading home. They may even crash at Aunt Dana's, especially if her plan works.

"Want to watch a movie?" Tim asks, knowing it'll relax me.

"That sounds good," I say. "I'll go make the popcorn, pick anything. Just nothing too violent; I'm not in the mood for that."

"Rom-com it is," he says and I giggle as I walk into the kitchen pantry to retrieve a bag of popcorn to pop in the microwave.

I hear him pop open a DVD and then a few seconds later music from the previews fills the room. Once the popcorn's popped, I dump it into a bowl and walk out to the living room. The menu screen is waiting for him to select "play" when I join him on the couch. He's chosen "How to Lose A Guy in 10 Days", one of my favorites because I love Matthew MacConaughey. Tim chose this knowing this detail about me. I cuddle up next to him on the couch but I've forgotten drinks, so I leave the bowl of popcorn and quickly retrieve two cans of soda from the fridge. He hits play as I cuddle back up with him.

About halfway through the movie, the popcorn is gone and I'm lying down with my head in his lap. One arm is curled up underneath my body while I rest my other on his thigh. I begin to lightly caress his leg as I wake up from dozing off. His hand is draped over my shoulder, keeping me nice and snug against his warm, solid body. He stirs slightly but I quickly learn why as I feel his thick pole begin to press against my cheek from beneath his cargo shorts. I grin at the feel of its growing hardness as it pokes my cheek. I nuzzle my face against it before lifting my head to look up at him. His eyes are still closed as his head is tilted back on the soft couch cushion; a soft snore escapes through his half-open mouth. He looks so cute, I don't want to wake him, but I'm pretty sure he'd be okay with it if I did it in a sexy way.

I lift my head and slide my hand up his thigh until it meets the tip of his cock. I then wrap my delicate fingers around his thick meat firmly, but not so much as to wake him. I need to be careful because I don't want him waking up until his pole is in my mouth. I slowly release his prick from my grip and then reach up under his T-shirt and slowly unbuckle his belt. He doesn't even stir as I pull the little metal piece from the hole in the soft leather belt and then separate the two ends. His belt is a little old and worn, so each end falls to the side easily, giving me plenty of room to unbutton his shorts and slowly pull down the zipper.

Tim snorts suddenly and I stare up at him to make sure he's still asleep; his deep breaths resume, so I do too. Once his shorts are open wide, I reach inside and find his covered cock. It's gone a little soft since I released it to open his shorts up, which is good because now I can pull it up to the top of his open waistline of his shots. I admire its girth again, amazed that we've gotten this thing inside of my tight pussy three times now; I can't wait for a fourth. I hold his heavy dick in my hand, wrapping my hand around its base and then wrap my lips around the crown. I hear a moan escape his lips but I don't look up to see if he's awake yet; I'm sure I'll know when that happens.

Circling my tongue around the tip of his cock, I can hear his breathing become heavier as pleasure rakes through his body. I slowly sink my head further down his cock and when I'm halfway down, I feel his hand rest gently on the back of my head, stroking me softly. He's awake now; I don't stop what I'm doing, though. I continue until the position I'm in won't allow me to go any further. I feel a strain in the back of my neck, so I pull off of his cock and then lock my eyes on his as I slither onto the floor, pull his shorts down off of his legs and then position myself between them.

"That was an amazing way to wake me up," he says gratefully.

"You're welcome," I say and then attack his cock again, this time swallowing his cock further down.

I only stop when I feel the tip bump the back of my throat. I back off an inch and suck on his cock like a giant straw; his hands immediately grab the back of my head, but he doesn't force me down his cock any further, nor does he fuck my open mouth. He's a true gentleman, allowing me to pull back a few inches so I can pull him back into my mouth again. I look up at him and his head has fallen back against the back of the couch again as he lets out a gasp. He's in Heaven right now; that or in an incredible Hell. I pull my head off of his cock completely and wrap my right hand around it to lift it up. I then drag my tongue along the underside before wrapping my lips around the crown, twirling my tongue around it for a few seconds before repeating the action.

"Oh fuck," he says. "That feels so good, baby," he tells me.

I continue servicing his beautiful cock for a few more minutes until I desperately need him inside me. I can feel that my panties are growing wetter and wetter, threatening to soak through my jeans. Suddenly, I can't take anymore and stand up, removing my shirt and then quickly attack my pants. Tim removes his shirt as well and then helps me peel my skin tight jeans from my body. His muscular arms wrap around me before I even realize he's standing again and then we move towards the couch. He gently lays me on my back and then places a few kisses down my body before reaching my hips. My tiny thong is removed from my body and then I feel his tongue spread my pussy lips apart. Fire erupts inside of me and I automatically buck my hips into his face, but he's strong enough to keep my actions under control so he can take care of me as well as I took care of him. Although, I think he's doing a better job than I did for him; I'd feel guilty but the pleasure he's giving me is too strong to think about that at the moment.

His tongue probes inside of me, searching my depths like an expert. I wrap his thick brown hair in my fingers as I try to press him tighter into me, but he's able to hold me off so he can eat me out the way he knows is best. His licking and tongue-fucking drives me wild; I'm sure if he didn't hold me back the way he is, it wouldn't feel nearly as good as it does. After a couple minutes, I can't take anymore.

"Tim, will you fuck me already?" I beg.

He looks up at me and smiles from ear to ear. "As you wish," he says softly and then I spread my legs a little more as he crawls up my body.

His lips lock on mine and I recognize the taste of my pussy on his tongue. It sends me into overdrive and I reach down, grab his rigid pole and guide it into my pussy.

"Wait," he says. "We need a condom."

I shake my head. "Not this time, just pull out and cum on my stomach, or tits, or mouth. Fuck, I don't care where," I say and then pull his face back into mine with one hand while continuing to guide his thick meat into me with the other.

He slides into me much easier than our first time. There's absolutely no pain aside from the stretching his cock forces on my wet pussy. He's so big and it's so hot, that fire I mentioned before intensifies as he slowly works his way deeper inside me. I gasp and then whimper as he bottoms out and I feel his balls press up against my asshole.

"Fuck, I never get used to how big you are," I say.

"I'm sorry," he says but I know he's not really.

"Don't be, it's amazing. I'm so full down there. Oh, god, fuck me already," I beg and he does.

Slowly to begin with, he starts with moving his hips in circles while he's still deep inside me, pressing his veiny cock against each wall of my cunt with a little more pressure, driving me insane. He then slides out of me a couple inches and then plunges back in. I gasp slightly and then he repeats the motion but pulls out a little further each time. Soon, he sits up on his knees and holds me by the thighs and then plows into me harder than we've ever fucked yet. I have a hard time keeping my eyes open as he pounds into me; not from pain, but from indescribable pleasure. I never knew I could feel this good. I reach up and pull his body closer to me, so he leans over me, placing one hand on the arm rest next to my head while holding my waist with the other as he jackhammers into my sopping cunt.

I begin to moan unintelligibly as he fucks me good and hard. I feel an orgasm already beginning to build; I reach up and squeeze one of my full tits, twisting the nipple between my fingers. With my other hand, I reach for my clit and rub it furiously, trying to feel that wonderful feel of release. It builds and builds until it can't build anymore. My body tenses up; my pussy grips his cock so tight he can barely move. Before I can scream out, he kisses me tightly as my orgasm takes me to another world. All I see are flashing colors, much like fireworks but different somehow; like brand new stars being born in the galaxy or something. I really don't know what it is I see as my body finally releases his cock and he slowly begins to fuck me again. How he didn't explode inside of me in that moment, I have no idea and I don't have a coherent enough of a thought to stop him either.

"Want to try another position?" he whispers in my ear.

"I'll do whatever you want," I tell him.

He kisses me deeply for a few seconds and then pulls out of me. I feel empty without him inside me; like a piece of my soul is now attached to that wonderful cock of his. He sits on the couch and then pulls me towards him. A new fire of desire rises in me, energizing me, so I eagerly get up and stand in front of him.

"Turn around," he instructs and then spreads my legs.

He lowers his body down the couch cushion a little and then pulls me down on top of his lap slowly. I automatically reach down and grab his cock that is now soaked in my juices and direct my pussy towards it as he lowers my body down onto his. Finally I'm filled with his cock once again and then he pulls me back against him, holding onto my tits with both of his big, strong, football player hands. He bucks his hips, bouncing me on his pogo stick. I slam harder onto him than I ever have before. Those stars begin to reappear in my field of vision again. I join in the effort, flexing my legs to rise up and down on his cock as he fucks into me. I feel his breathing increase on my back as I recognize his own orgasm begin to build. Amazingly that triggers my own, knowing I'm getting him off.

"I'm gonna cum," he warns and I pop off of him and without a second thought I drop to my knees, take his cock into my own hand and jerk him off to completion with my mouth waiting wide open at the tip of his one-eyed monster. His first spurt takes me by surprise, hitting my left cheek. Once that happens, I clamp my mouth on his cock and begin to suck the rest out of him as his body jerks uncontrollably. I swallow quickly as he fills my mouth with more and more of his spunk. I never knew I'd enjoy the taste of sperm, but something about his seed entering my mouth turns me on more and more. I finger my pussy rigorously as he finishes off and as soon as he's done, my second orgasm finally crashes on my body and I whimper as I pull his cock out of my mouth, desperately trying to catch my breath.

Tim grabs me by the arms before I can fall back and then cuddles me onto his lap as his cock begins to soften. He kisses my right cheek as we catch our breath, and then he carries me up to our bathroom and sets me down on the cool, porcelain toilet so he can get the shower started.

Once the water is nice and warm, he helps me in and washes me clean. The closer he gets to finishing cleaning me, more of my strength returns to me and I return the favor. Once we're clean, we make out in the shower until the water goes cold. Then we step out and dry ourselves off. We only separate to put on our bed clothes. When he steps out of his room he runs down the stairs in a hurry. I hurry after him but when I come around the corner giggling, he holds up a finger; he's talking to Dad.

"Yeah," he says and I stifle my giggle.

"Be safe," Dad's warning tone comes through on Tim's phone clearly. "Let you sister know, too, okay?"

"She's at Renee's house tonight, remember?" he says.

"Renee?" I mouth at him and he shrugs his shoulders.

"Dad doesn't know your friends names," he whispers back.

"...be safe!" Dad emphasizes at the end of what he says last.

"I will, Dad, don't worry," he says and then hangs up.

"That was close," I say.

Tim shrugs. "He thinks you're a new girlfriend from school, I'm sure," he says and then pulls me into his arms. "They're crashing at Aunt Dana's tonight. I guess her plan is working," Tim assumes.

"I guess so," I say, looking up in to his eyes. "So, what do you want to do?"

"Oh, I can think of a couple things," he says and then takes me upstairs to Mom and Dad's room where we can have a bigger bed to play in. Why there? I have no idea, when we have a guest room between mine and our parents' room, but I don't argue.