Time for Some Fun Pt. 04

He snapped out of it as suddenly everyone in class was standing up and moving around. Aria grabbed her bag and sashayed over to him, as everyone in class formed small groups. Desks and chairs were moved around and before he realized what this all entailed he was sitting in a small circle with Aria and some other dude, Justin, and the teacher was handing out work packets.

The three got to work. Or, more accurately, Justin and Aria got to work. Justin, a flamboyantly gay stereotype on two fabulous legs, was a very smart kid and a little bit obsessed with psychology. Aria had to pause time now and then in order to solve some of the questions to share with him so that she could feel like she was contributing. All the while she was managing a precarious balancing act that was taking up all of her focus. For one, every time Devon looked at her, she made sure he was aroused - which of course led to him wanting to look at her more. Meanwhile, for every interaction with Justin, she made sure that was smiling and laughing with her, even flirting playfully in the way friends do. The overall effect was as follows:

Aria and Justin were completing the work packet in record time, and Devon was hopelessly trying to write down answers that he didn't understand at the rate they were producing them. Justin found himself oddly liking Aria, she was more funny and unique than he originally judged her for, and smart to boot. Every once in a while he would put his hand on Aria's arm to share a thought or joke and they would laugh warmly together. Poor Devon was frustrated out of his mind. Not only was Aria basically ignoring him and taunting him with her distracting presence, she was having fun and laughing with some other guy. And he was touching her and she was letting him. And that guy could keep up with her whereas he was barely following the conversation and he just felt dumb and worthless.

And when the work was done, the rest of the class had barely even touched half of their packets. And Devon was missing about a third of his information. He was in a bind - he wanted to ask them if they could let him copy down their answers, or to go over them, but he didn't want to admit he was too slow to keep up with them. And he would just do the work himself, but then Aria would know anyways that he didn't keep up, and he was already so distracted by her.

Devon knew that Justin was gay, everyone did. But damn it if he didn't hate the sight of his dream girl cozying up to some dude in front of his very eyes, a guy who was - damn it - better than him. Better suited for her. Someone smarter than him who she could laugh with, who didn't break up with her before their relationship even started.

Aria sealed the deal then by turning to him and saying "Hey, we were going pretty fast. Did you get everything down?" He stuttered. Justin raised an eyebrow at him - judgey prick.

Aria spent the rest of the lesson going over the material with him, with the occasional comment from her new best friend, and driving him crazy. Every time she leaned in to point something out in their textbook, every smile she sent at him, when she touched his hand - he was consumed by her. Eventually he came to realize that he was doomed to experience the lust and humiliation of one of his lesser moments whenever he was around her - the unfortunate end of their make-out session. Aria leaned in to mark something on his paper, and he smelled her and saw her and felt her and... his hips bucked a few times as his eyes rolled towards the ceiling. Aria put her hand on his thigh while peering into his face (making things a whole lot worse) and asked him if he was all right.

"Honey, I think he is doing just fiiiine," Justin replied. Even through his embarrassment, Devon couldn't help but agree as he pumped his load into his boxers for the second time in as many days.

When class ended, Aria was satisfied with her efforts. She had befriended several people, and she even liked one of them (Justin). She had upset Lauren, and she had driven Devon mad with lust, and he was probably regretting how he treated her earlier. Aria stood by her locker sorting her books.

Just like had happened at the start of what seemed to Aria like the longest day ever, suddenly Devon was there. He had disappeared after class to go clean up, but it looked like first thing after that he went out to find her.

"Hey, can I talk to you?"

"Seems to me you already are." Aria looked at him flatly.

"Look, I'm sorry, all right? I realize that the whole being pregnant thing was just a stupid rumor. Lindsay just came and told me." Aria was surprised by that. Lindsay had? Maybe she wasn't such a bitch after all.

"Obviously. Not sure why you would believe that rumor in the first place." Aria slammed her locker shut and started to walk away. Devon followed.

"I should have. I was stupid."

"Then we agree."

Devon tried again. "I really am sorry."

Aria sighed. "Listen, Devon, it's nice and all of you to apologize, but that was a dick move. Especially after I thought I had gotten to know you. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a bus to catch."

"I'll drive you home," he begged. "Just give me another chance. I'm so sorry. Please."

Aria took her time thinking it over. Devon fidgeted in place while she thought it over.

"Fine."

Devon's car was nice. Aria wasn't much of a car expert, but she knew enough to say that it was nice. He kept it clean, inside and out. He opened the door for Aria, who hesitantly climbed in.

When they drove, Aria knew he was taking the scenic route. She had told him where she lived, which was fairly nearby, but Devon was nearly circling town on the way. And he talked with her, and laughed with her. Aria opened up again to him. He was nice. This whole thing was very nice. Suddenly, Devon took a hard turn onto a dirt road.

Oh shit, Aria thought. Getting in a guy's car, and then said guy turning into some old dusty nowhere road is not a good sign. Shit. He was probably some sort of creepy rapist. Damn it, she was just starting to like him again.

"Where are we going?" Aria asked him.

"You'll see." Yup, he was definitely going to murder her. That's a real murder-y thing to say.

"Let me out of the car."

"No wait, please. Just a second. It's just up this hill."

"Let me out."

"We're here, we're here. Look, I swear." Devon pulled over to the side of the road. "I wanted to show you something." He hopped out of the car and opened the door for her.

She carefully stepped out.

They were at the edge of the woods, and he was leading her towards what looked like a cliff. Aria played out all of the cliché murder scenes she had ever seen in her head. She walked ahead anyways. Why? Because she could stop time. She could kill that motherfucker the second he pulled out a knife, or a gun, or an evil looking puppet. He waited for her at the edge of the cliff, and she slowly approached.

Turns out, Aria had the wrong cliché in mind, he had taken her to a beautiful lookout that showed the whole town, and even the foggy outline of the city in the distance. It was lovely. "It's gorgeous."

"It is," Devon said, but pointedly looking at her - indicating that she was the gorgeous item he was referring to. Damn, that's corny. Only way this could get tackier is if he said something like 'I come her when I need to be alone,' or some shit.

"I come here when I need to be alone and think." Oh, boy. "You know, before the suburbs grew, this area used to be completely wooded. My dad had a small hunting cabin here, though it's pretty useless now that the wildlife has moved. I've kept the place fixed up, though."

Well, this was sort of romantic, Aria guessed. Devon sidled up to her.

"I really do like you. I'm sorry for before. I really want to get to know you better." He was leaning in for a kiss.

Aria froze time. Aria stepped back. He looked kind of weird, all alone on the overlook, eyes closing, arms outstretched to hold someone, lips puckered. The boy was handsome - but yesterday's crush was long gone with the realization that this was just another guy. He was kind of hot, and kind of thoughtful, but that was it. Then again, she was feeling pretty hot under the collar from messing around with people all day, sexually teasing so many people.

Aria took a look around the area, finding the tiny hunting lodge he was no doubt planning on bringing her to. The door was unlocked, so she let herself in. It was a cozy log cabin, with a kitchenette and a small bathroom with a shower bath. Electricity, plumbing, and the centerpiece of the studio-style room was a soft, pillow-y queen sized bed. The shelves were lined with shelves of candles. She bet that if Devon had been given sufficient time to prepare, all those candles would be lit and rose petals would be on the bed and floor. She checked the bedside drawer and found lube and condoms. He had no doubt taken several girls up here before. In the table, she did find another item she found interesting. Now Aria was smiling.

Before she went back to Devon, she pulled out a chair at the small dining table and did her homework. She was intending to spend the night here, and didn't want her grades to suffer. Sure, she could do them in school tomorrow, or copy someone else's work, but despite peer-reviewing her math test yesterday, Aria really did value learning. So, she went through all of her homework due Friday, and even got started on some due the following week.

When Aria was satisfied with her work, she took the item she found in the bedside drawer earlier and hid it under one of the pillows. She then returned to Devon's waiting embrace.

His lips crashed into hers, hungry and desperate. His hands rubbed up and down her body, eventually latching a hand to her breast and another to her ass, squeezing and massaging. She moaned into his mouth, sharing her approval. It drove him wild.

He moved his has from her ass to stroke up and down her thigh, and his cock twitched when she spread her legs a little wider to accept his hand. It slid up to slide around her panties. He started rubbing her through the fabric, feeling her heat and wetness seeping through the thin cotton.

He led her to the cabin, and the second the door shut behind them he started tearing off her shirt. Aria met his kisses blow for blow, kissing him harder, deeper. She ran up his firm body, sliding off his shirt, then fumbling with the button on his pants.

Devon kissed a trail down her neck, nibbling and sucking the skin below her ear while they tore off his pants together. He lifted her and lay her down on the bed in her bra and skirt. He kissed his way down her chest as she ran her hands over his back. He reached around her to undo her bra, finally managing to free them from their constraints after several tries. Her rosy, stiff nipples greeted him. He welcomed them into his mouth, sucking on them the way he had fantasized about doing. Aria moaned at the sensation and ran her fingers through his hair, holding him to her chest. He kissed and licked and bit every inch of her breasts, worshipping the perfect orbs.

His hand slid down to her waist, and he slid off her skirt, leaving her panties there. He kissed down her tummy, making eye contact with her heated gaze as her used his tongue to play with her belly-button. He moved as if her was going to pull down her panties, then pulled them back up. He kissed the lace. Aria wanted him to touch her, NOW.

Instead, Devon started to rub her through her panties. They were wet as hell, but now he was thoroughly soaking them, pushing the fabric between those lips and then oh god running a slow, long lick from bottom to top.

"Please..." Aria whimpered.

"Please, what?" Devon smiled up at her.

"Please..." Aria was so horny, tears were almost forming in her eyes. Seeing her there, so vulnerable, wiggling her hips temptingly at him, he gave in to her pleading. He slid the panties down her long legs, a sticky string of wetness connecting Aria's pussy to the material all the way to her knees, and then he threw them across the room. She wouldn't be needing those anymore.

Her shaved pussy was exposed to him. He leaned in, pressing a kiss to the top of her slit.

"Pleeeease..." Aria was breathing heavily. He leaned in again and plunged his tongue into her wet core.

"OOOOHHHH... Uhhn..." He started eating her out. His tongue savored her pussy, lapping up her endless juices. He traced the alphabet on both sides of her clit, but not directly on it, and slid one hand up to finger her. He slooowly slipped one finger in, enjoying her muscles clamping down on him, milking his finger for her pleasure.

Innnnnnn, then ooooout. Innnnn, then oooout. His tongue teased her opening while his finger drove her mad. Aria was now humming periodically, sounds of desire forced from her lungs. Devon slid in a second finger and curled them upward. Aria bucked her hips, grinding into his face.

"Oh fuck. Please, more. Pleeease..." Aria needed him, needed him to take her higher. He was so tantalizingly slow. He fingered her slowly, with steady, unyielding thrusts.

"Mmmmm...there, there! Yes! I'm gonna...oh god, I'm going to cum, you're going to make me cummmm...NO! Don't stop!"

Devon ceased playing with her hot snatch, letting her orgasm escape her.

"No please, Devon, what are you doing? I was so close, it was so goo- OH!" he started up again. Aria's pussy ached. Wherever his tongue ran, he soothed that ache for just a second before the fire returned. But just as she was about to fall over the edge of orgasm, again he stopped.

"Please! Devon!"

"Tell me what you want."

"I...I want you to..." He feathered the tiniest lick on her clit. "THAT. DO THAT. Make me cum!"

Aria was there again, but now he showed no signs of stopping. His fingers picked up speed, fucking her faster and harder. His lips caught her clit, and he sucked on it, hard.

"oooooOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH yeah! Yeah! Fuuuuck!" Aria's legs began to shake and she clutched his head, pressing it to her pleasure. His finger was licking that nub for all it was worth, his fingers twisting and grinding.

"Ooooh fuck me fuck me...so gooood. DEVON!" Aria's mind went blank as a loud moan was expelled from her throat, just like the orgasm was pulled from her body. Aria's hand slid up to one of her breasts, and she squeezed it and pinched her nipple hard, her body needing a little bit of pain to deal with all that pleasure. Devon didn't let up on her spasming cunt until Aria was so sensitive that she pushed him away from her.

He opened the bedside drawer and pulled out a condom and rolled it on his throbbing cock. He had never been so hard in his life, his penis was painfully erect, the mushroom head of it almost purple.

He looked down at Aria, sprawled out on the bed. She looked up at him, then slowly slid her leg aside, spreading for him. She was so fucking hot. Devon feasted on his breasts while he tried to figure out where to blindly shove his cock. He was so frantic that after a couple of attempts he was just humping her, rubbing the length of his dick between her hot pussy lips. Aria grabbed his face in his hands.

"Slow down." The horny boy stopped, a little ashamed of his lack of self-control. Then Aria reached down and guided his cock to her hole.

With three thrusts, he was embedded in her, taking her virginity. Aria felt no pain, having already fucked herself plenty with toys and hairbrush handles, instead inhaling as his length filled her. Her muscles clenched around him, welcoming him to her eager cavity.

Devon was far less careful in his love-making now that he had penetrated her, no longer having the patience to tease her properly. He pumped into her, enjoying the view of her breasts bouncing with the ripples of him shoving his cock into her. They were hypnotizing.

Aria felt a yummy sensation fill her up, and her hands couldn't help but run up and down his back, leaving light scratch marks in some places when he thrust at that angle. One of her hands ran down to squeeze his butt cheek. The thrust into her harder. Aria, so distracted by his foreplay, and then the feeling of his dick filling her up, nearly forgot the surprise she had planned for him, but she remembered now.

Aria looked up at his face. His eyes were screwed shut, overwhelmed as he was by getting laid and it being so damned good. He was doing his best to think of math problems to keep himself from cumming too quick, knowing his track record of late with jazzing in his pants. Aria slid a hand up behind her head, and felt around under the pillow. There. She pulled it out and laid it for her hip. She wanted to get closer to orgasm before she used it.

Devon's thrusts were wild now, at unpredictable angles. Aria pulled his face down to her breasts, and he starting laving attention to the perky mounds and thos hard little nipples. God, she had perfect titties.

"I'm gonna shoot."

"I'm so close...I'm going to cum too...god...rub my clit..."

He brought his left hand down to where their bodies met, and slid his hand to her clit. The second he made contact, her insides squeezed him. Fuck.

Aria grabbed the toy she had found, fumbling with its slick surface, since she had lubricated it with what she found in the drawer. She grabbed for his butt and slid the small butt plug home.

He jumped at the feeling, but was trapped in her arms and legs that were tangled around him. "WHAT THE FU- FUUUUUUCK" he came, harder than ever before in his life. He couldn't tell if it was because of her shoving something in his ass, the teasing leadup to all of this, or the talented goddess he was pounding, but he came hard. His pace slowed as his hips did their best to reach deeper into her, his balls slapping against her ass as his dick tried to reach her womb, spurting rope after rope of hot cum into the condom.

Aria was cumming, too, not that he was paying attention. When she plugged his ass, it was like his cock swelled up to fill her even more, and then it started twitching and suddenly he was so deep and his thumb was on her clit and his mouth had gone back to her tits and "Uh uh uh, fuck meeee, YEAH. OH GOD, OH GOD. I'm cuuuuumming! OOOooooaaahh uh uhhhhhh mmmmm...fffuck" her hips ground up to meet his and moisture flooded out from her to drown his cock and drip onto the bed.

Eventually, he collapsed on her. His weight was crushing, but kind of comfortable. And the slick feeling of his cock still stuffed in her while they lay panting and made out? Mmmm mmm.

Devon was whispering things to her - "you are so fucking hot. That was amazing. Your pussy was so fucking tight. You're so goddamn sexy I wanted to fuck you all night..."

Aria shut him up to kiss him some more. Eventually he rolled off of her, but her pulled her to lie on top of his chest, and she played with the soft hairs there, circling his nipple with her finger.

It was nice. Devon was pretty sure he was in love. Aria was starting to feel horny again. She leaned up on one elbow and looked down on him. "Are you ready to go again?"

Devon panicked for a moment. He came twice today, and only just finished the second time. He needed time to rest. He was about to tell her when Aria stopped time.

When it started again his cock felt like it had just received a blowjob of monumental proportions, and the blanket around his middle tented.

Aria gave him a naughty look. "Looks like you sure are."

Devon had never fucked someone so hard in his life, or cum that many times in one night. It was like her touch was magic. By the end of the night he was almost painfully shooting blanks, his balls drained of semen, but her touch was so stimulating somehow that he got hard again and again. Only when they ran out of condoms, and Aria was completely exhausted anyways, did they stop and sleep for what little time they had before morning.