Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ A Summer of Corruption ❯ Chapter Eleven ( Chapter 11 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: destiny dreamer 
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.01.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.4K | Visits: 180 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.01.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.4K | Visits: 180 | Status: Completed
Rain fidgeted with his pants. Slowly they fell to the ground and he looked at the bulge beneath his boxers. Masturbate. That was what she had called it. He remembered what she'd did that had made him feel so good. With burning cheeks, he knew he had to ease this tension. It was almost hurting now. Would doing...that...help? Figuring there was only one way to find out, he slipped his hand into his boxer and shuddered as he grasped it.
Fiona took her time dying off, fixing her hair, and dressing. After she had her tiny dress on, she walked out of her room and calmly walked to his. She opened the door, closed it and locked it.
His head shot up as he heard the door open and then close behind him. With his hands still in his pants, he sheepishly turned around to face whoever it was. "F-Fiona!"
She smirked. It was so cute how innocent he looked. She walked to him, her long hair swaying with her hips. Placing her hands on his hips, she pulled and his boxers hit the ground. Her eyes traveled down. Her smirke turned into a wide smile. He was the biggest she had seen. Pushing at his chest, she moved him to sit on the bed. Slowly she got to her knees in front of him. His heart was pounding and his lower half was throbbing. He was flushed from excitement and sheer embarrassment. Sitting there before her, his eyes were wide with curiosity, fear, uncertainty, and a little excitement and anticipation. Her hands rested on her inner thighs, and the way she smiled at him made his heart flutter. She pushed his legs apart and looked up at him. Slowly, her tongue ran up his shaft, her eyes never leaving his face. First there was confusion. It actually took his mind a second to connect as she ran her tongue over him. However, once it did finally connect there were fireworks. His body tensed, pleasure washed over him as he shuddered, a wonderful, pleasure filled smile graced his face. His eyes stared down at her, wonder filling him as he tried to put two and two together as to what she was about to do. One hand went to his balls and the other to his shaft. Her mouth wrapped around him and she started messaging his balls while her head and other hand bobbed up and down. Her tongue expertly swirled around on his head and length.
"Fiona," he gasped, a tingling sensation coursing all through his lower half as he felt her warm mouth wrap around him and her tongue swirling over his shaft. He moaned and leaned forward, his hands going to her hair as he gasped on her neck and cheek, panting and the feeling of her pleasuring him. His balls were expertly handled, and he never believed he could feel anything as wonderful as this.
She looked up at him while she worked. She didn't do this often. She only did it a few times. It was demeaning to her, being on her knees in such a submissive way, yet...with Rain...she didn't feel submissive. The look on his face was nothing but pleasure, joy, and something else she had never seen before...
"Fiona, I feel like I'm going to-" He couldn't say it, even as he moaned when she started sucking harder as if to urge it out of him. His hands caressed her swollen cheeks, his eyes closing as he called out for her in ecstasy and he came.
She swallowed every last bit of it until there was nothing left. When she pulled back, she licking him clean. Slowly she stood and slipped his boxers and pants back up. Tucking him ever so gently in his pants, she closed them up and straightened him out. With a smile on her lips she kissed his forehead and both his cheeks. She went to his door, unlocked it, smiled at him one more time, then walked out.
He couldn't speak. He just couldn't. His body still felt like energy was coursing through it. What was that!? Was that masturbating too? He was going to have to ask her, but right now he really just wanted to remember the way that it felt. Closing his eyes with a smile, he thought about the look on her face as she left. She was smiling.... Really, smiling. He hadn't seen her do that before....
"Oh dear," his mother sighed as she put their breakfast on the table. In Rain's rush, he'd forgotten about the food and she'd just barely been able to save it from being nothing but blackness.
Fiona came down stairs and looked at the food. "You know...we have a cook."
"I didn't touch it!" She said, quickly holding up her hands as if she had been doing something wrong. "Rain woke up and went to work cooking, but then he got distracted by, well, you...."
"Hmmm. Well. It can be fixed." She snapped her fingers and the maids cleaned it up while the cook started on something fresh.
"I'd forgotten how good it was to have help," his mother laughed lightly.
"It comes in handy," she smiled. "Coffee? Tea?"
"Tea please."
Rain came down a few minutes later. His flesh was still a lovely shade of red as he slowly made his way to the table to sit down.
"Rain? Are you feeling okay?"
"Y-yes ma'am. Wonderful even!"
Fiona smiled to herself as she watched him. Her tea set came out and was set up. Taking the tea pot, she poured tea for them and herself. "Well, I'm very glad you are doing wonderful."
Meeting her eyes, he gave her a warm smile. "Thank you," he said, his cheeks darkening.
She gave him a wink.
"So..." His mother eyed the two of them suspiciously, but if she saw anything she didn't say anything about it. Sipping on her tea, she sighed. "This is excellent tea, Fiona. Thank you once again for everything. Hopefully someday we will be able to repay your kindness."
"Please, think nothing of it. It's nice to have something in these empty halls."
"You say that now, but please let me know if we over stay our welcome. I do not wish to cause you...any trouble." Her eyes met Fiona's, and though she was tactful enough not to say anything, her eyes said that she knew all that she needed to.
Fiona shifted. "You have nothing to worry about."
"Good, because I'd really hate to have to hurt someone," she said softly, but in a protective tone. Fiona was one of the family. If someone hurt her, they'd have to go through her first.
Fiona tried not to laugh. Honestly, what could she do? Her mother would kick her ass and even if she didn't, her mother would only press charges. It was better to just sit back and shut up. Fiona learned that trying to do anything else resulted in another 'punishment.'
After breakfast, Rain managed to talk his mother into going back home to get some more things and to try call back his dad. He was worried about him. After she left, he proceeded to roam Fiona's house to get a better feel for the place.
The weekend flew by. Fiona took them to the opera again and they had dinner a few times at a fancy restaurant. She made sure they had access to anything they needed and wanted at any time. By the time Monday came around, she was nervous. She stepped out of her limo and behind her, Rain stepped out. She wasn't sure how he would act now that they were 'dating.'
As soon as they stepped out of the limo together, kids were already whispering and talking as they stared at them as if they were celebrities. Taking a deep breath, Rain hesitantly slipped his hand in her's, their fingers intertwining. He didn't care what the other kids thought. Fiona was his girlfriend. They could be mad or make fun of him, they could even beat him up, but he was going to cherish the moments that he could do this.
He...was holding her hand... HE WAS HOLDING HER HAND IN PUBLIC!!! She took a deep breath. No big. So what if she didn't hold hands? This was nothing. It was just hands. Whatever.
As they walked up to the school, the snickering and laughing could already be heard. "Whoa, what's this Fiona? You escorting the little brat to school now?" Clay shook his head teasingly as he motioned to their hands.
Fiona turned to him and knocked him in the face. "Good morning, Clay," she said and kept walking.
"Ow! What the hell was that for!?"
"Looking at me like I belong to you."
"I thought you did. You belong to me a hell of a lot more than you do to him."
Rain stopped and looked back at him. "She doesn't belong to anyone," he said with narrowed eyes.
"You heard him. I don't belong to anyone," she smirked.
"Whatever," he said as he rolled his eyes. "Lose the brat. We need to talk."
"I'll see you in class," she said to him.
"Uh...okay," Rain said with a nod. Glancing back at the two of them, he let go of her hand and started to their classroom.
"What's so fucking important? And if you call him anything other than Rain again, I will fucking cut you."
"Oh come on, Fiona, why are you getting so defensive over this brat? People are starting to talk, and more than usual. They're saying that he's living with you now."
"He does."
"What!? Why?"
"Because I asked him to move in. I thought that was obvious. Maybe I scrambled your brain when I hit you," she said as she leaned against some lockers.
"Fiona, don't tell me you're fucking falling for the brat. You haven't been acting like yourself ever since you came back."
"Maybe it's time for a change." She smirked.
"Bullshit," he smirked. "So what's the plan to fuck him up? I know you have one."
"I don't. I'm dating him."
Clay's smirk fell. Actually, his entire face seemed to fall as he heard this. "What? You can't be serious!"
"Jealous?" she said and patted his cheek.
"Of the brat? No. I just wondered what he's got against you. He must be black mailing you or something. Come on, Fiona, tell me what's really going on. We both know you're not the girlfriend type."
She leaned in and moved her lips to his ear. "He's got a huge dick...and it tastes amazing," she whispered. Pulling back she walked to class.
Tastes? "You gave him a blowjob!?" He practically yelled it across the hallway in his disbelief. "But you hate doing that!"
"Like I said. He tastes amazing," she said without turned back. She walked in class and took her seat. Sitting down she winked at Rain and licked her lips.
Rain blushed feverishly as he shifted in his seat. Just the thought of what she'd done made him well...hard. Writing down on a piece of paper, he quickly handed it to her. 'What's a blowjob?'
She wrote back and even drew him a picture of his dick in her mouth. That was it. His pants were officially uncomfortable now. Looking at her, he nodded in understanding, a sheepish grin on his face. He wondered if she knew just how wonderful she made him feel. After class when the bell rang, she grabbed his hand and pulled him through the halls to the supply closet. Tossing him in, she pressed him to the wall as she got to her knees and started undoing his pants.
"Fiona," he said, squirming as his hands slid down over her face, caressing and cupping her cheeks. "You...you don't have to do this if you don't want to. I mean...we're in the supply closet at school. What if someone hears us?" Of course he said that, but his body ached for it; and he found out that he loved it. He wanted to feel that way again.
"I've been caught loads of times. It's really not that big of a deal. Besides...I love the look on your face when you cum for me," she smirked and pulled out his dick. Licking her lips she took him in her mouth and started sucking.
His hands gently fisted her hair, his back arching against the wall as he called for her. "God...this feels amazing," he whispered excitedly.Outside, passersby paused and stared at the door, chuckled and laughter filled the air as they wondered who was getting lucky.
She sucked him hard and watched his face as her hands worked him as well. She was harder this time, her hands working him with a faster pace and he found that he was loving every second of her attention to his lower half. If this was a blow job, he could only imagine how great sex felt. "Fiona," he moaned. "I can't hold it much longer."
She smirked and nodded, working him harder so his cum could fill her throat. His stomach tightened, his breath picking up as he panted and suddenly called out, his cum flooding her throat. She swallowed and tried to do it fast. Some cum slipped from her mouth and trailed down her chin. Standing she wiped her mouth and licked her lips before fixing him and doing his pants. Smiling, she pressed her warm lips to his neck. He shuddered at her kiss, her breath hitting his neck causing goose bumps to form. His arms slid around her waist, holding her against him as he tried to catch his breath. She waited for him to catch his breath and when he finally composed himself, she pulled him out of the closet. Already there was a large group of kids standing outside the door. When they came out they began to clap and cheer while laughing. Rain's eyes were as big as dinner plates as he blushed and tried to fade from existence.
Fiona however, bowed. "Thank you! My adoring fans! You love me! You really love me!"
She was enjoying this!? But everyone was laughing and they knew what they'd done. How could she be eating this up!?
She glanced at him. "The best way to beat embarrassment is to laugh about it," she whispered then blew kisses to everyone with another bow before taking his hand and starting to class.
"You mean...just laugh off everyone else's laughter?"
"Yep. They get annoyed when you can't be picked on. Loving the attention makes them not want to give the attention. Eventually, they just won't care anymore because you can't be beaten."
"That...makes sense," he admitted.
"Of course it does," she smirked. "How else do you think I've always been able to come out of that closet unfazed?"
"I figured it was just because you were really really happy." He knew he was when he stepped out of the closet.
"Nothing I do in that closet makes me that happy," she said. She then smirked and licked his ear as she whispered, "Until now."
He shuddered as her tongue ran across his flesh and her breath hit him. He was all but putty in her hands. "I'm glad," he whispered with closed eyes. "I like making you happy...even if I didn't really do anything." That was right. He really hadn't done anything for her. Not that he could.... But she'd brought him such pleasure. Shouldn't he return the favor? They continued through school and at the end of the day, they crawled in her limo and headed home. It was obvious that something had been on his mind all day. Ever since they'd gotten out of the closet he'd been trying to think of a way to repay her. Finally, he just had to ask. "Is there anything that...I can do for you?"
"What do you mean?" she asked as she touched up her face with makeup from her compact.
"I mean...can I give you a blowjob?"
She laughed. "Girls give guys blowjobs. Boys eat girls out. So yes you can, but it won't do you any good. I won't cum. I can't cum when I'm with someone else."
"Why can't you cum?" Eat her out? That sounded...painful.
"I don't know. Just the way I am. Usually I have to do it myself."
"Oh.... Well, I'd really like to try to make you cum. You don't seem to have any trouble making me."
She tapped the glass between the driver and them and he pulled over. She turned to Rain. "I'll let you just touch for now. So you can get a feel of things. But really, there is no point in doing more. I just won't cum. No guy can do it for me." She slipped her hands up her skirt and pulled her panties down. She tossed them on the seat beside them and moved to him. Taking his hand she placed it on her thigh. "Just do what makes you feel comfortable. But be careful...I still got some healing to do."
He nodded slowly. He was about to touch her...down there. Swallowing down his fear, he slid his hand slowly up her thigh. He felt her flesh and stroked it slowly before sliding down. He nearly pulled his hand back as he felt the folds of her lips. It felt...weird. Curiously he began to trace the outlines of her lips, trying to get a good feel so he could form a mental image of what was down there. As he stroked, he felt something start to get hard on her. Girls got hard!? Pressing against the hard part, he rubbed his thumb over it, trying to see if it would get bigger. She gasped and her face flushed. When she gasped, his eyes quickly darted from her skirt up to her face. He was afraid he was going to hurt her. Moving his finger in slow circular motions, he realized that she liked that. Slowly he ran his fingers along the side of her lips, stroking them before finding that he could push a finger into her. Ever so slowly his finger slid past her lips and inside her. His mouth formed a small 'o' as her warm inside caressed his finger and he felt that she was wet down there. She moved a hand to his shoulder as her eyes closed and her head rested on the seat. His finger began to slip out of her, but he soon pushed it back in. Slowly his finger curled, searching her insides, trying to feel his way through her.
"Oh God...there...right there, Rain..."
Right where!? The look on her face, she looked to be in pleasure. His finger moved again, searching for the spot. When he saw her face scrunch in pleasure again, he knew that he'd found it. He began to rub his finger against the spot, applying more pressure while he continued to rub the small nub with more touches. Her grip tightened on his shoulder and she started to pant. Many times James or Clay had found the same spot yet it only felt good. She never would build. But this time...something...something was building.
Slowly another finger pressed against her lips. He watched her face, amazed at the look on her. He was making her feel that way. No wonder she loved giving him blow jobs. The look on her face was one that he wanted to cherish. His second finger slowly moved into her and added more pressure.
Her body tensed. "Rain...I'm going to cum!"
His eyes widened. "But I thought you said-"
She cried out and arched her back. Her cum splashed out, covering the seat and his hand like a fountain. Suddenly his hand was coated in a wet liquid. Her wet liquid. Her cum. He gasped as he felt her insides start to contract around his fingers, pulling them deeper into her. She shook for a while then her body relaxed and she leaned against him while she panted softly into his neck. Ever so slowly he slipped his fingers out of her and pulled his hand out from between her thighs. While she slumped against him, he stroked her back soothingly, his eyes fixed on the glistening juices on his fingers. She grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand to her, slipping his fingers in her mouth. He gasped as she began to suck on his fingers. You could taste your own...cum!? He blushed at the look on her face. It was almost...hungry. He'd never seen that look before. It excited him.
After she was done, she pulled from him and started putting her panties back on. "You have to be the best virgin in the world. James has tried for years to get me to cum."
"Beginner's luck," he said with a small nervous laugh. While she was engrossed with putting back on her panties, he brought his fingers to his lips. She'd already sucked them clean, but he could smell her on them. Making sure she wasn't looking, he flicked his tongue over his fingers to see if he could taste her. She watched him from the corner of her eye. Licking his lips, he hesitantly tasted his finger again. It tasted odd, but good. He couldn't quite place it, but he liked it.
"Don't be so shy about it. If you like it, then say so. If not, then you don't have to do it again."
He blushed when he realized she'd been watching. "I like it," he told her.
She moved to him. Slowly she moved into his lap after tapping on the glass again. The limo took off and she straddled him. Looking at him she pressed her lips to his. Her lips tasted like...her. He massaged her lips tenderly, flicking his tongue over her lips to get more of her flavor in his mouth. His hands slid down, wrapping her waist and holding her close to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they kissed for the rest of the drive. Even when the car came to a stop at her house, they were still kissing. He moaned softly against her neck when they finally did part. Closing his eyes, he nuzzled her neck. She looked down at him and pushed his hair from his eyes while she smiled at him.
Giving her a wide grin, he leaned forward and kissed her nose. "We'd better get out. Mom might get suspicious," he said softly, honestly, he didn't want to let her go.
"Let her be."
Fiona took her time dying off, fixing her hair, and dressing. After she had her tiny dress on, she walked out of her room and calmly walked to his. She opened the door, closed it and locked it.
His head shot up as he heard the door open and then close behind him. With his hands still in his pants, he sheepishly turned around to face whoever it was. "F-Fiona!"
She smirked. It was so cute how innocent he looked. She walked to him, her long hair swaying with her hips. Placing her hands on his hips, she pulled and his boxers hit the ground. Her eyes traveled down. Her smirke turned into a wide smile. He was the biggest she had seen. Pushing at his chest, she moved him to sit on the bed. Slowly she got to her knees in front of him. His heart was pounding and his lower half was throbbing. He was flushed from excitement and sheer embarrassment. Sitting there before her, his eyes were wide with curiosity, fear, uncertainty, and a little excitement and anticipation. Her hands rested on her inner thighs, and the way she smiled at him made his heart flutter. She pushed his legs apart and looked up at him. Slowly, her tongue ran up his shaft, her eyes never leaving his face. First there was confusion. It actually took his mind a second to connect as she ran her tongue over him. However, once it did finally connect there were fireworks. His body tensed, pleasure washed over him as he shuddered, a wonderful, pleasure filled smile graced his face. His eyes stared down at her, wonder filling him as he tried to put two and two together as to what she was about to do. One hand went to his balls and the other to his shaft. Her mouth wrapped around him and she started messaging his balls while her head and other hand bobbed up and down. Her tongue expertly swirled around on his head and length.
"Fiona," he gasped, a tingling sensation coursing all through his lower half as he felt her warm mouth wrap around him and her tongue swirling over his shaft. He moaned and leaned forward, his hands going to her hair as he gasped on her neck and cheek, panting and the feeling of her pleasuring him. His balls were expertly handled, and he never believed he could feel anything as wonderful as this.
She looked up at him while she worked. She didn't do this often. She only did it a few times. It was demeaning to her, being on her knees in such a submissive way, yet...with Rain...she didn't feel submissive. The look on his face was nothing but pleasure, joy, and something else she had never seen before...
"Fiona, I feel like I'm going to-" He couldn't say it, even as he moaned when she started sucking harder as if to urge it out of him. His hands caressed her swollen cheeks, his eyes closing as he called out for her in ecstasy and he came.
She swallowed every last bit of it until there was nothing left. When she pulled back, she licking him clean. Slowly she stood and slipped his boxers and pants back up. Tucking him ever so gently in his pants, she closed them up and straightened him out. With a smile on her lips she kissed his forehead and both his cheeks. She went to his door, unlocked it, smiled at him one more time, then walked out.
He couldn't speak. He just couldn't. His body still felt like energy was coursing through it. What was that!? Was that masturbating too? He was going to have to ask her, but right now he really just wanted to remember the way that it felt. Closing his eyes with a smile, he thought about the look on her face as she left. She was smiling.... Really, smiling. He hadn't seen her do that before....
"Oh dear," his mother sighed as she put their breakfast on the table. In Rain's rush, he'd forgotten about the food and she'd just barely been able to save it from being nothing but blackness.
Fiona came down stairs and looked at the food. "You know...we have a cook."
"I didn't touch it!" She said, quickly holding up her hands as if she had been doing something wrong. "Rain woke up and went to work cooking, but then he got distracted by, well, you...."
"Hmmm. Well. It can be fixed." She snapped her fingers and the maids cleaned it up while the cook started on something fresh.
"I'd forgotten how good it was to have help," his mother laughed lightly.
"It comes in handy," she smiled. "Coffee? Tea?"
"Tea please."
Rain came down a few minutes later. His flesh was still a lovely shade of red as he slowly made his way to the table to sit down.
"Rain? Are you feeling okay?"
"Y-yes ma'am. Wonderful even!"
Fiona smiled to herself as she watched him. Her tea set came out and was set up. Taking the tea pot, she poured tea for them and herself. "Well, I'm very glad you are doing wonderful."
Meeting her eyes, he gave her a warm smile. "Thank you," he said, his cheeks darkening.
She gave him a wink.
"So..." His mother eyed the two of them suspiciously, but if she saw anything she didn't say anything about it. Sipping on her tea, she sighed. "This is excellent tea, Fiona. Thank you once again for everything. Hopefully someday we will be able to repay your kindness."
"Please, think nothing of it. It's nice to have something in these empty halls."
"You say that now, but please let me know if we over stay our welcome. I do not wish to cause you...any trouble." Her eyes met Fiona's, and though she was tactful enough not to say anything, her eyes said that she knew all that she needed to.
Fiona shifted. "You have nothing to worry about."
"Good, because I'd really hate to have to hurt someone," she said softly, but in a protective tone. Fiona was one of the family. If someone hurt her, they'd have to go through her first.
Fiona tried not to laugh. Honestly, what could she do? Her mother would kick her ass and even if she didn't, her mother would only press charges. It was better to just sit back and shut up. Fiona learned that trying to do anything else resulted in another 'punishment.'
After breakfast, Rain managed to talk his mother into going back home to get some more things and to try call back his dad. He was worried about him. After she left, he proceeded to roam Fiona's house to get a better feel for the place.
The weekend flew by. Fiona took them to the opera again and they had dinner a few times at a fancy restaurant. She made sure they had access to anything they needed and wanted at any time. By the time Monday came around, she was nervous. She stepped out of her limo and behind her, Rain stepped out. She wasn't sure how he would act now that they were 'dating.'
As soon as they stepped out of the limo together, kids were already whispering and talking as they stared at them as if they were celebrities. Taking a deep breath, Rain hesitantly slipped his hand in her's, their fingers intertwining. He didn't care what the other kids thought. Fiona was his girlfriend. They could be mad or make fun of him, they could even beat him up, but he was going to cherish the moments that he could do this.
He...was holding her hand... HE WAS HOLDING HER HAND IN PUBLIC!!! She took a deep breath. No big. So what if she didn't hold hands? This was nothing. It was just hands. Whatever.
As they walked up to the school, the snickering and laughing could already be heard. "Whoa, what's this Fiona? You escorting the little brat to school now?" Clay shook his head teasingly as he motioned to their hands.
Fiona turned to him and knocked him in the face. "Good morning, Clay," she said and kept walking.
"Ow! What the hell was that for!?"
"Looking at me like I belong to you."
"I thought you did. You belong to me a hell of a lot more than you do to him."
Rain stopped and looked back at him. "She doesn't belong to anyone," he said with narrowed eyes.
"You heard him. I don't belong to anyone," she smirked.
"Whatever," he said as he rolled his eyes. "Lose the brat. We need to talk."
"I'll see you in class," she said to him.
"Uh...okay," Rain said with a nod. Glancing back at the two of them, he let go of her hand and started to their classroom.
"What's so fucking important? And if you call him anything other than Rain again, I will fucking cut you."
"Oh come on, Fiona, why are you getting so defensive over this brat? People are starting to talk, and more than usual. They're saying that he's living with you now."
"He does."
"What!? Why?"
"Because I asked him to move in. I thought that was obvious. Maybe I scrambled your brain when I hit you," she said as she leaned against some lockers.
"Fiona, don't tell me you're fucking falling for the brat. You haven't been acting like yourself ever since you came back."
"Maybe it's time for a change." She smirked.
"Bullshit," he smirked. "So what's the plan to fuck him up? I know you have one."
"I don't. I'm dating him."
Clay's smirk fell. Actually, his entire face seemed to fall as he heard this. "What? You can't be serious!"
"Jealous?" she said and patted his cheek.
"Of the brat? No. I just wondered what he's got against you. He must be black mailing you or something. Come on, Fiona, tell me what's really going on. We both know you're not the girlfriend type."
She leaned in and moved her lips to his ear. "He's got a huge dick...and it tastes amazing," she whispered. Pulling back she walked to class.
Tastes? "You gave him a blowjob!?" He practically yelled it across the hallway in his disbelief. "But you hate doing that!"
"Like I said. He tastes amazing," she said without turned back. She walked in class and took her seat. Sitting down she winked at Rain and licked her lips.
Rain blushed feverishly as he shifted in his seat. Just the thought of what she'd done made him well...hard. Writing down on a piece of paper, he quickly handed it to her. 'What's a blowjob?'
She wrote back and even drew him a picture of his dick in her mouth. That was it. His pants were officially uncomfortable now. Looking at her, he nodded in understanding, a sheepish grin on his face. He wondered if she knew just how wonderful she made him feel. After class when the bell rang, she grabbed his hand and pulled him through the halls to the supply closet. Tossing him in, she pressed him to the wall as she got to her knees and started undoing his pants.
"Fiona," he said, squirming as his hands slid down over her face, caressing and cupping her cheeks. "You...you don't have to do this if you don't want to. I mean...we're in the supply closet at school. What if someone hears us?" Of course he said that, but his body ached for it; and he found out that he loved it. He wanted to feel that way again.
"I've been caught loads of times. It's really not that big of a deal. Besides...I love the look on your face when you cum for me," she smirked and pulled out his dick. Licking her lips she took him in her mouth and started sucking.
His hands gently fisted her hair, his back arching against the wall as he called for her. "God...this feels amazing," he whispered excitedly.Outside, passersby paused and stared at the door, chuckled and laughter filled the air as they wondered who was getting lucky.
She sucked him hard and watched his face as her hands worked him as well. She was harder this time, her hands working him with a faster pace and he found that he was loving every second of her attention to his lower half. If this was a blow job, he could only imagine how great sex felt. "Fiona," he moaned. "I can't hold it much longer."
She smirked and nodded, working him harder so his cum could fill her throat. His stomach tightened, his breath picking up as he panted and suddenly called out, his cum flooding her throat. She swallowed and tried to do it fast. Some cum slipped from her mouth and trailed down her chin. Standing she wiped her mouth and licked her lips before fixing him and doing his pants. Smiling, she pressed her warm lips to his neck. He shuddered at her kiss, her breath hitting his neck causing goose bumps to form. His arms slid around her waist, holding her against him as he tried to catch his breath. She waited for him to catch his breath and when he finally composed himself, she pulled him out of the closet. Already there was a large group of kids standing outside the door. When they came out they began to clap and cheer while laughing. Rain's eyes were as big as dinner plates as he blushed and tried to fade from existence.
Fiona however, bowed. "Thank you! My adoring fans! You love me! You really love me!"
She was enjoying this!? But everyone was laughing and they knew what they'd done. How could she be eating this up!?
She glanced at him. "The best way to beat embarrassment is to laugh about it," she whispered then blew kisses to everyone with another bow before taking his hand and starting to class.
"You mean...just laugh off everyone else's laughter?"
"Yep. They get annoyed when you can't be picked on. Loving the attention makes them not want to give the attention. Eventually, they just won't care anymore because you can't be beaten."
"That...makes sense," he admitted.
"Of course it does," she smirked. "How else do you think I've always been able to come out of that closet unfazed?"
"I figured it was just because you were really really happy." He knew he was when he stepped out of the closet.
"Nothing I do in that closet makes me that happy," she said. She then smirked and licked his ear as she whispered, "Until now."
He shuddered as her tongue ran across his flesh and her breath hit him. He was all but putty in her hands. "I'm glad," he whispered with closed eyes. "I like making you happy...even if I didn't really do anything." That was right. He really hadn't done anything for her. Not that he could.... But she'd brought him such pleasure. Shouldn't he return the favor? They continued through school and at the end of the day, they crawled in her limo and headed home. It was obvious that something had been on his mind all day. Ever since they'd gotten out of the closet he'd been trying to think of a way to repay her. Finally, he just had to ask. "Is there anything that...I can do for you?"
"What do you mean?" she asked as she touched up her face with makeup from her compact.
"I mean...can I give you a blowjob?"
She laughed. "Girls give guys blowjobs. Boys eat girls out. So yes you can, but it won't do you any good. I won't cum. I can't cum when I'm with someone else."
"Why can't you cum?" Eat her out? That sounded...painful.
"I don't know. Just the way I am. Usually I have to do it myself."
"Oh.... Well, I'd really like to try to make you cum. You don't seem to have any trouble making me."
She tapped the glass between the driver and them and he pulled over. She turned to Rain. "I'll let you just touch for now. So you can get a feel of things. But really, there is no point in doing more. I just won't cum. No guy can do it for me." She slipped her hands up her skirt and pulled her panties down. She tossed them on the seat beside them and moved to him. Taking his hand she placed it on her thigh. "Just do what makes you feel comfortable. But be careful...I still got some healing to do."
He nodded slowly. He was about to touch her...down there. Swallowing down his fear, he slid his hand slowly up her thigh. He felt her flesh and stroked it slowly before sliding down. He nearly pulled his hand back as he felt the folds of her lips. It felt...weird. Curiously he began to trace the outlines of her lips, trying to get a good feel so he could form a mental image of what was down there. As he stroked, he felt something start to get hard on her. Girls got hard!? Pressing against the hard part, he rubbed his thumb over it, trying to see if it would get bigger. She gasped and her face flushed. When she gasped, his eyes quickly darted from her skirt up to her face. He was afraid he was going to hurt her. Moving his finger in slow circular motions, he realized that she liked that. Slowly he ran his fingers along the side of her lips, stroking them before finding that he could push a finger into her. Ever so slowly his finger slid past her lips and inside her. His mouth formed a small 'o' as her warm inside caressed his finger and he felt that she was wet down there. She moved a hand to his shoulder as her eyes closed and her head rested on the seat. His finger began to slip out of her, but he soon pushed it back in. Slowly his finger curled, searching her insides, trying to feel his way through her.
"Oh God...there...right there, Rain..."
Right where!? The look on her face, she looked to be in pleasure. His finger moved again, searching for the spot. When he saw her face scrunch in pleasure again, he knew that he'd found it. He began to rub his finger against the spot, applying more pressure while he continued to rub the small nub with more touches. Her grip tightened on his shoulder and she started to pant. Many times James or Clay had found the same spot yet it only felt good. She never would build. But this time...something...something was building.
Slowly another finger pressed against her lips. He watched her face, amazed at the look on her. He was making her feel that way. No wonder she loved giving him blow jobs. The look on her face was one that he wanted to cherish. His second finger slowly moved into her and added more pressure.
Her body tensed. "Rain...I'm going to cum!"
His eyes widened. "But I thought you said-"
She cried out and arched her back. Her cum splashed out, covering the seat and his hand like a fountain. Suddenly his hand was coated in a wet liquid. Her wet liquid. Her cum. He gasped as he felt her insides start to contract around his fingers, pulling them deeper into her. She shook for a while then her body relaxed and she leaned against him while she panted softly into his neck. Ever so slowly he slipped his fingers out of her and pulled his hand out from between her thighs. While she slumped against him, he stroked her back soothingly, his eyes fixed on the glistening juices on his fingers. She grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand to her, slipping his fingers in her mouth. He gasped as she began to suck on his fingers. You could taste your own...cum!? He blushed at the look on her face. It was almost...hungry. He'd never seen that look before. It excited him.
After she was done, she pulled from him and started putting her panties back on. "You have to be the best virgin in the world. James has tried for years to get me to cum."
"Beginner's luck," he said with a small nervous laugh. While she was engrossed with putting back on her panties, he brought his fingers to his lips. She'd already sucked them clean, but he could smell her on them. Making sure she wasn't looking, he flicked his tongue over his fingers to see if he could taste her. She watched him from the corner of her eye. Licking his lips, he hesitantly tasted his finger again. It tasted odd, but good. He couldn't quite place it, but he liked it.
"Don't be so shy about it. If you like it, then say so. If not, then you don't have to do it again."
He blushed when he realized she'd been watching. "I like it," he told her.
She moved to him. Slowly she moved into his lap after tapping on the glass again. The limo took off and she straddled him. Looking at him she pressed her lips to his. Her lips tasted like...her. He massaged her lips tenderly, flicking his tongue over her lips to get more of her flavor in his mouth. His hands slid down, wrapping her waist and holding her close to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they kissed for the rest of the drive. Even when the car came to a stop at her house, they were still kissing. He moaned softly against her neck when they finally did part. Closing his eyes, he nuzzled her neck. She looked down at him and pushed his hair from his eyes while she smiled at him.
Giving her a wide grin, he leaned forward and kissed her nose. "We'd better get out. Mom might get suspicious," he said softly, honestly, he didn't want to let her go.
"Let her be."