Unconditional Love Ch. 04

"Just head back out the door, look left, and it's the second door on the left."

After she had cleared out while avoiding Dan's prolonged gaze, he quietly posed a question to me about her 'availability,' as he inelegantly put it. Now I didn't think of Becca as the sophisticated, intellectual sort who wouldn't engage with someone she considered to be as juvenile as Dan, but I picked up on the cue from her right away and lied out my ass.

"Oh you don't want to bark up that tree, friend. She's Erin's sister and she's part of this weird youth group. They believe that chastity is the only way to forge an honest relationship with god before you get married. Not to mention the fact that she lives with their dad and he's a violent son of a bitch. I had to dodge a gravy boat at our first Thanksgiving together."

"Fuck ME. Bitch is crazy. Good lookin' out bro."

Becca came back in a minute or two later and Dan shot her a dirty look as he squeezed past her and escaped the room.

"What did you tell him? When I left he was eye-banging me. Now that I'm back he looks like he'd just as soon kill me as fuck me."

"He's a moron, who knows what he's up to."

Becca sat down on the end of my full size bed and looked out the window to the building next door. There wasn't much to see, but she seemed lost so I didn't interrupt.

"So this is where you and Erin make the magic happen huh?" she nudged me in the ribs with her elbow as I sat down next to her.

Without answer, I delicately placed my hand on the side of her face and leaned into a deep kiss. We lingered a little longer than normal on eachother's lips because we didn't have to rush and we weren't hiding from anyone; it was a wonderful feeling. Our excitement built quickly from that embrace and it didn't take long before Becca threw herself down on my pillow and started to pull her sweater off over her head. I softly caressed her right breast as I reached behind her back and unhooked her black bra with my right hand. Once the fasteners gave way, I pulled back and used both hands to remove it. Her tits were finally free and they looked even better than I remembered. Bronze as if kissed by the sun and gravity defying in their pert shape and taut flesh, I encircled her nipples with my tongue as she grabbed a fistful of hair on the back of my head. I kissed her navel and moved slowly southward while she wrestled with the button on her jeans. Once the button popped free, she slid her jeans and underwear off in one motion while I laid her back down on the bed and inhaled deeply but subtly when my nose came within a few inches of her meticulously shorn pussy. She had shaved every last hair off of that gorgeous cunt and her excitement level coupled with my kissing and nibbling right down to her clit had left her labia moist enough to produce a sheen when the light hit just right.

I dove right into her pussy and buried my tongue deep inside her. I probed with my tongue while nuzzling her clit with the end of my nose. Her clit was so unbelievably sensitive that every time I would move my tongue she would shudder as my nose would graze the end of it. The sensitivity was clearly becoming unbearable for her because she kept tossing my head around and moaning deeply every time I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly on her. Once it became clear that she needed relief, I withdrew my tongue and instead took the lightest licks on her clit. They were delicate little flutters of my tongue and they made her shake with agony and ecstasy. I then inserted two fingers into her and stroked her g-spot with a 'come hither' motion that left her breathing ragged. She tensed up almost violently and her eyes locked open staring at the top of my head. Her mouth formed an 'o' and she hit the mattress with her hands on either side of me. When she stopped gasping I stopped everything and withdrew my fingers from inside her. Her excitement had crescendoed and she was clearly on the way down as she covered her face with her arms and tried to regain her breath.

I drew myself up on her left side and put my arm beneath her head and let her rest it in the crook of my shoulder. She turned to face the wall and I felt her soft back against my chest. She drew her knees up so she was curled up against me and started to wiggle her ass against my crotch. Taking her cue, I began to wrestle my pants off with my free arm. I finally got them off and tossed them over the side of the bed, as I did so I heard my cell phone make a tinny ring on the bedside table. Rolling over onto my back, I checked the screen and saw that it was Erin on the line.

"Of course it's her," I muttered under my breath as I hit the 'volume down' button and silenced the ringer.

"Just get it, I need a minute anyway."

I grabbed the phone again and swiped along the bottom of the display to pick up the call. The call clicked over and Erin come on loud and clear.

"Hey you! How was your first art class? Did you get some much-needed rest?"

"Hey, no not really any rest, the class had almost nobody in it so the professor made us all sit nice and close. You'll never guess who was in my class though..."

As I said the words, Becca arose quickly and leaned over me to reach the bedside table. As she dangled her glorious tits in my face, I grabbed one with my non-phone hand and weighed its heft in my palm. My cock was rock hard and having them in my face was certainly helping it maintain its tumescence. As I listened to Erin saying goodbye to somebody on the other end of the line, Becca began rummaging through my bedside table drawer for what I could not figure.

"I have no idea, tell me."

"Well, you know her pretty well, almost like a sister."

"Is Jackie in your class? She didn't mention it to me," Erin referred to her friend from her campus job. They spent almost all their spare time together during the school year.

"Nope, even more sisterly than Jackie."

"Well, I'm out of ideas then."

"It was Becca! She was already there when I got in."

"NO WAY! She didn't tell me she was taking a class on campus! That's awesome!"

"Yeah, she had to jet, but she said to say hi," as I said the words, Becca found what she was looking for, slid the drawer shut, looked at me and mouthed the word 'hi' and waved in my direction.

"Well, if you see her, tell her I said hi back," I finished the joke by waving in her direction as well.

"Will do."

"She told me she was seeing someone this semester and she was planning on spending more time with him, I wonder who the mystery guy is."

"She hadn't mentioned it."

The penny dropped shortly after Erin said that and Becca looked sheepishly at me while she rolled back toward me. Again positioning my arm underneath her, I looked down and saw that she was squirting a healthy amount of Erin's lube into her hand. Still resting her head against my shoulder she reached behind her with one hand out of view and looked away from me while she applied it. My excitement at this prospect finally hit home and I couldn't wait to see what Becca would do next. Erin continued talking, but I only heard every third word while I watched Becca work.

"Hopefully we'll get to see her at her school soon too, that would be an awesome time. Maybe she could actually show us around a little."

"Sounds fun. Listen I gotta go, I'm heading out in a minute to track down the books for that art class. I'll talk to you later."

"All right, have a good night. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"

While the irony of that statement rang in my head, I hung up the phone, put it onto the bedside table and resumed watching Becca get herself ready.

"So, how is my sister?"

"Do we have to talk about that now? Can't I just have fun with YOU and not concern myself with what comes next?"

"No need to be snippy, I was just finishing up."

Becca reached over and put the bottle of lube on the bedside table. After that, she turned her back to me and craned her neck around so she could talk to me.

"I wanna try something a little more intimate. Will you fuck me just like this? I want to feel your arms around me while we do it."

I propped myself up on one arm and looked down at Becca. She looked stunning. Curves in all the right places, her hip bone jutting out while she laid on her side and her back arched so the soft cushion of her ass fit perfectly against my waist and the tops of my thighs. We looked like two puzzle pieces from where I lay. I had to admit to myself, this was a pretty divine experience and it made me feel closer to Becca than I had previously.

"I can't see why not," I whispered into her ear while I nibbled on her earlobe.

With that, Becca reached behind her and grabbed my cock. Angling it upward towards my chest, she slid down just enough so that it lined up comfortably with her backside. I had assumed she would be slipping it into her tight pussy, but when she finally placed it where she intended it was an altogether different sensation than I had anticipated. Rather than the soft and yielding flesh of her vagina, I felt the rigid and taut opening of her ass instead. Chiding myself for not piecing together what that lube was for, it was nevertheless a pleasant surprise and one that saw my anticipation rise even further. Finding purchase at last, I thrust gently into her and felt every last inch as I slid slowly and carefully deeper. When I felt her ass wrapped around base of my cock I stopped and let her adjust to the size a bit. She reached her arm back and placed her hand against my hip and braced it to prevent my trying to go any further. She pushed back on my hip firmly, but the strength of her resistance faded as she grew acclimated to my girth.

The occasional sharp intake of breath bespoke her level of comfort with the proceedings, but the gasps became fewer and further between as I increased the pace very gradually. Once I had a good pace going, she started to force her hips back towards me to meet my stroke and then removed her hand from my hip. I reached down with my free hand and slid it along the curve of her hip until I reached her ass and grabbed a handful. I pried her cheeks apart with my fingers while I slowly slipped in and out of her clutching hole and then reached around her and started idly toying with her clit. Her breathing again came in fits and starts as she increasingly enjoyed our more delicate lovemaking.

Becca turned her head toward me again and whispered "I'm not going to able to finish like this, I need you to fuck me."

I started teasing her by withdrawing myself slowly and then slamming into her ass with more force than she was counting on. I did this a number of times and then settled into a more even pace where every thrust jolted her so hard I could watch her tits shift and sway when my hips hit hers. I grabbed her throat and began to delicately massage it while she moaned away. When I applied a little pressure she drew a sharp breath and began chanting as if to herself.

"Harder, harder, grab me. Make me fucking scream."

Thrusting more and more rapidly, I knew I could not last much longer. My cock was beginning to ache I needed to cum so badly and I could feel it swell even more as I neared my peak. I grabbed her throat even harder while she struggled to draw breath. What started as an intimate spooning had evolved into something far more intense and wonderful. She began slapping my hipbone with her arm and imploring me to fuck her even harder. I didn't think I had it in me, but I put everything I had into fucking her faster and harder while I transitioned my grip on her throat into more of a two-armed hug. I wrapped both my forearms around her neck and used them to hold her steady while I fucked her ever faster. Once I reached the point of no return, I felt her grab my hip and watched her clutch the bed sheet so tightly her knuckles turned white. I came then and spasmed powerfully while I shot eight or nine thick jets of cum into her almost unbearably tight asshole.

We both lay there for a moment while I tried to collect myself. I let go of her throat with my forearms and disentangled myself gracelessly. My arousal faded somewhat more quickly than normal (a phenomenon I chalked up to be so fully satisfied) and my cock slid from her ass lazily. I asked her if she wouldn't mind rolling over a little so I could get my arms free and get up, but I got no response. I shook her lightly and watched as she rolled over very very slowly.

She rolled over to face me and I saw a look of astonishment rather than post-coital glow. Her mouth was agape and her eyes were wide open just before she coughed and spluttered.

"Are you okay?" I tried to sound pleased with myself, but some concern crept in.

"Oh my god. Oh my fucking god. You fucked me so hard I passed out."

"I think that might've had more to do with my arms around your neck."

"I don't care what did it, let's just do it again."

She got up gingerly and reached down to grab my dick again. I shifted uncomfortably and told her now was not the time, that I needed a moment to get my bearings. She threw herself at me and began kissing me deeply and desperately. There was a great haste in her movements that I wasn't accustomed to and I wanted her to slow down a little. As we embraced, she pushed me down and climbed on top of me. Once in position, she reached down between her legs and grabbed me again. Just as she arched forward to start stroking my cock unimpeded, a knock came at the door.

"Hey Bastian, is that chick still here?" Dan again opened the door and started to walk in without hesitation.

In one fluid motion, I threw Becca off of me and slid myself down toward the end of the bed so I could kick the door shut. I may have kicked it a little too hard because Dan started shouting in pain just after the door finally closed all the way. I started yelling that I was coming out, and to just give me a minute.

"What the fuck?! You could've just said not to come in!" Dan's anger level was now catching up to his pain level as evidenced by the edge in his voice.

I threw on my pants and shirt quickly and opened the door to find Dan in a heap at the bottom of my doorframe. He was bleeding freely from his nose, and I offered my hand to help him up. He took my hand and hoisted himself up with it. Once on his feet, he put his fingers to his nose and inspected them to find that he was indeed bleeding.

"Why the fuck did you do that? You might've broken my nose!"

Silently agreeing with him, I put my arm around his shoulder and guided him toward the bathroom, apologizing profusely the whole way. I was actually a little pleased that it was his nose because the bleeding would probably prevent him from getting a whiff of the ghastly smell on my hands. I grabbed one of my hand towels and gave it to him to prevent the blood running from his nose getting on the floor. I again apologized and backed out of the bathroom while he cleaned up. I slunk down the hall to my door, took a deep breath, and stepped through the threshold. As I closed the door behind me I saw that Becca was gone along with all her things, all that remained was the bottle of lube on the nightstand.

I made my bed back up and put the lube away in its place. Just as I shut the drawer to the night table, my phone buzzed with a text message.

- ive never been fucked like that :) -

- You're young yet, plenty of time for that later. -

- you have no idea -

- I could argue with you on that one. -

- whatre you up to next weds? ;) -

- I'll let you pick. -

I hit the sleep button on the phone and tossed it face down onto the bed. I was beat. I mean totally exhausted. I grabbed my bag from class and threw everything into my closet while I pondered what to do about supper. I let my mind wander and reminded myself that someone was going to get hurt sooner or later, and the longer the situation went on like this the more it was going to hurt. I didn't wish that on anyone, but I knew better than to think that there wouldn't be consequences for everyone involved. I said 'fuck dinner' to myself, climbed gingerly into bed and dozed off happy, sore, and satisfied.