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  “That feels really good.” Pleasure started to consume me.

  Her tongue caressed my balls, moving them against her lips while she continued to stroke my cock. She kissed her way back up to the tip of my dick and then her lips parted. She put the head into her mouth and started working her tongue around it. I could tell she was struggling and I was fairly certain she had never done what she was about to do to me before. She shoved a couple of inches in her mouth and treated them like they were the most important thing she ever had between her lips. She moved her mouth up and down, twisting her head as she did, and stroked the remaining length while she did it. After several minutes of working just those few inches, she pressed her head all the way down until her lips were flush with my balls and my cock was in her throat. I thought I was going to blow my load on the spot.

  “Oh god…” I moaned and started to breath heavier.

  She moved up and down the length with her entire mouth until I literally could not stand anymore. I didn’t want to cum in her mouth, I wanted something so much sweeter. I stopped her and pushed her gently back to the floor. I kicked my pants and underwear off and started removing the rest of her clothes. She lifted her ass so I could pulled them off and then she was naked in front of me. I started kissing her mouth and her neck again, drifting back down to those amazing breasts. I kissed and sucked each one vigorously, then made my way down to her pussy. I pushed her legs and apart and began to work my tongue around the exterior of her pussy, occasionally drifting over to kiss her thighs. She moaned and sighed each tender touch of my lips.

  “Please don’t stop.” She whispered.

  I had no intention of stopping. I ran my fingers up and down her legs then pressed them back so that her labia was against my lips. My tongue darted from my mouth and began to glide up and down the outer slit of her pussy. After several saliva coated motions, I brought my tongue to her clitoris and pushed the hood away so I could see the little hard knot that had formed. I flicked it with my tongue several times, then started moving my tongue around it in a circle. She moaned and sighed as her fingers ran through my hair and pressed my mouth against her wetness. I ran my tongue down her labia again and started to thrust it into the entrance of her pussy.

  “Yes—that feels amazing!” She bit down on her wrist as I started to push my tongue in deeper.

  I loved the way she tasted and the sweetness of her pussy was enough to get me throbbing with excitement. I couldn’t wait to have my cock inside of her again. Having her virgin pussy had been one of the best experiences of my life and I wanted to feel it wrapped around my cock for the second time. I worked to pleasure her, focusing only her movements and driven by her excitement. She pushed against my tongue and I brought my finger over to stimulate her clitoris while my tongue worked on the rest of her pussy. She was practically on the brink of an orgasm after a few minutes. I kept moving my tongue up and down, keeping the same rhythm until I felt her pussy clench and almost seize with excitement.

  “I’m gonna cum!” Her body tightened and released her pleasure onto my tongue.

  With her body freshly exhausted, I started kissing my way back up to her neck and her ears. She pushed her wet pussy up to accept my cock and I pushed the first few inches in. She was just as tight and amazing as the time before, but it wasn’t as difficult to get my cock inside of her. It felt better wrapped around my dick than any pussy I had ever been inside.

  It took a little bit to stretch her out enough to take my whole cock again, but she was moaning with pleasure the entire time. She pushed up against my cock with vigor and tried to get it in as fast as possible, despite the fact she had already orgasmed. When I finally sank it into my balls, she rolled her head to the side and let out a satisfied gasp. With it fully inside, I started to move in and out, pushing against her g-spot with the head of my cock.

  “This is even better than the first time.” She squirmed underneath my cock as I continued to fuck her.

  She was so tight and wet that it didn’t take me long to feel the tension building inside of me. After having her lips on my cock and getting excited by feeling her cum against my tongue, my body almost buzzed from the intensity of my pleasure. I pulled my cock to the edge of her pussy and drove it back in over and over as she begged for more. I certainly didn’t deprive her of it. I pressed my whole body to hers and kissed her deeply as I raised and lowered my cock, going in and out of her tight little pussy. Our bodies began to feel like one as we moved in perfect rhythm with each other. I continued to fuck her as fast and hard as I could until I felt the pressure mounting in my balls.

  “You’re going to make me cum.” I grunted as I felt my balls start to release my seed. It surged through my shaft and erupted inside of her.

  “I’m gonna cum again!” She rocked forward as she squeezed and milked the last drop of cum out of me with her second orgasm.

  I pulled her against my chest when we were both spent. Hannah was amazing. There was no way that I would ever be able to let her go. We finally made our way to the bedroom and slept in a tangled embrace. Her father was due to arrive early, so we woke up before dawn and showered together, which started with sex before we ever touched a bar of soap. I called in to work and she emailed her professors to let them know about the attack. Another day of school was going to put her further behind, but we both needed the day off after what happened with Anthony. We drove to the airport and her father immediately hugged her before shaking my hand and hugging me as well.

  Epilogue

  Brent

  Our lives changed that day, but there was still something gnawing at me. I tried to let it go, but I couldn’t really find a way to push it out of my mind. We ate together each morning, then drifted off to work and school, only to find each other as soon as the day was done. We were hungry for each other more than we were hungry for dinner, and often it was ten o’clock before we found time to even eat.

  As the days turned into weeks, it was time for her father to visit again. She was very nervous about the whole endeavor, and she kept trying to get me to keep our relationship a secret, but that wasn’t the man I was. After we had dinner, I opened the bottle of Scotch I had been saving for a special occasion. I walked out onto the deck with Mr. Smith, both of us sipping the aged liquor.

  “I’d like to ask you something.” I leaned against the railing as I contemplated my words.

  “Yeah? What’s that? Do you need more money to cover the expenses?” He was already digging out his checkbook. “After what you did for my daughter, you can name your price, trust me.”

  “No sir, not at all. I’d actually like to ask your permission to marry your daughter.” I turned to him and smiled. “I love her.”

  “I’m sorry, come again. You want to fuck my daughter?” He looked at me with his mouth open.

  “No sir, I’m already fucking her. I’m just asking your permission to marry her.” I tilted my head and shrugged. “She’s an amazing woman. I know you didn’t expect this when she moved in, but we’ve fallen for each other.”

  There it was, all out in the open. I refused to lie to him, because I did consider him a friend. The one thing that was gnawing at me, was that despite all of the fun we were having, I wanted more. I didn’t want to be in a secret relationship with my roommate, I wanted to be in an open relationship with a woman I fully intended to marry. He left me in suspense for several seconds, pondering what I had said. Finally, a smile crossed his lips and he nodded. He reached out and clasped me on the shoulder.

  “Of course you have my blessing.” He let out a sigh and smiled. “I knew there was something I liked about you the minute I saw you. I’ll be honored to call you my son-in-law.”

  “My team is still going to kick the shit out of your team when we play each other though.” I shook his hand and winked at him.

  “Never. You may be marrying my daughter, but we’ll never agree on football. I guess I don’t have to worry about visiting quite as often. I think she’s in very good han
ds now.” He sipped his whiskey. “Just remember what I said—she can be a handful.”

  “I already know that and trust me—I didn’t forget what you said.” I sipped my drink and chuckled.