Sex Ed: After Class

Missed

"Baby...I'm cummin..." I groaned.

She didn't respond, just allowed her eyes to flutter open. Our eyes locked and she smirked as best she could before taking it all. My toes actually curled into the carpet as my entire body was taken over by pleasure. She pulled away just in time to watch me erupt, spurting my hot seed into the air. My body even shook. It had been so long since I had an orgasm. It felt incredible. Even trying to do it on my own wouldn't work for me anymore. It seemed like my body only responded to her at this point. What the hell did she do to me?

"It's twitching, babe. It's throbbing in my hand."
"Fuck, baby I missed your touch as much as I missed you."
"Oh yeah?"
"Mhm..."

Her eyes were fixed on my manhood, my fluids still leaking out and dribbling over her knuckles. I caught her licking her lips before she continued to stroke and tease me. Gently, she squeezed and massaged until the flow stopped completely. She moaned audibly.

"Oh, Chris, it looks so good when you cum for me. Even I get all excited knowing I have the power to make you lose control. You make the sexiest faces and sounds when you erupt...you make me wanna torture you, baby. You make me wanna stroke it and squeeze it and play with it until you're on the edge. I wanna see the tears in your eyes. I wanna see your body twist and contort because it feels so good. I wanna hear you cry out for more. Beg me to let you go...Oh, your toes are curling, babe. Am I getting you there? I want you to tell me how you feel..."

Hearing her talk this way, I wasn't sure how to feel. I wanted, with everything in me, to cum again. I needed to cum again. But I couldn't. She hadn't stopped playing with it yet and I was about to rip a hole in the couch as hard as I was pulling on the cushions. I bit deep into my lip to restrain the moans and groans threatening to escape. I managed to stutter out a phrase.

"Baby please...please stop..."
"I'm just starting to have fun..."
"Nngh...I want you...to ride my face...right now..."
"Yeah?"
"Mhm...shit..."
"Still horny?"
"...Yeah..."
"No you're not. Don't be greedy. It's already going flaccid in my hand."
"Give it 10 minutes and another stroke."
"Chris please. Go get cleaned up."

Cara

I stood to my feet and went to my guest bathroom to wash his semen off my hands. My stomach started o feel like it was doing somersaults, I knew I was getting hungry again.

"Chris...!" I called down the hall to him.
"What's my name?" He responded.
"...Babe I'm hungry again!"
"Already? What do you wanna eat?"
"Is there a cucumber in my fridge?"
"Uhh..." there was a long period of silence as I assume he was checking. "Yeah! There's one!"
"Okay baby, thank you!"
"No problem, ma..." He was suddenly behind me, his hands on my waist, pulling me close.
"You just came...you can't still be hot like this..."
"I get hot whenever I see you...whether in person or in my mind...you're so sexy..."
"Don't do this, baby please..."
"You telling me you don't want this no more?"
"That's far from what I'm saying, hun. I just can't right now..."
"Why you been acting so weird lately, baby?"
"I'm not acting weird. Just cause I'm refusing sex?"
"Uh, yeah! You always want Long Stroke...why you change?"
"Long Stroke?"
"That's it's name. Long Stroke McGee."
"Now you're definitely not getting any. What a dork." I giggled.

He turned me around in his arms and pulled me close. I smiled lightly.

"God, you don't know how much I missed that giggle."
"Aww baby...I missed you too."
"Have I ever told you that I adore you?"
"Only every 45 minutes since we started seeing each other again."

He squeezed tighter, pecking all over my temple. I let him. There's no use fighting anymore. I missed his kisses. I missed the affection. I missed being his princess. His queen.

"My king..."
"My absolute queen...I adore you..."
"Ew. We're so annoying." I giggled.

He followed me down the hall but I stopped halfway to the kitchen. My mother was calling. I picked up.

"Hello?"
"Cara! Is it true!?"
"Yeah, but it'll be fine."
"Have you taken your pill today?"
"Yes ma'am. This morning."
"You have to come see me when you improve. Your father and I wanna have a word with you."
"Have a word? What are we, a sitcom?"
"Just come see us when you can."
"Okay mommy. No problem. I love you!"
"We love you too, sweetheart!" I hung up the phone.
"That was mom?"
"When did you start calling her mom?"
"Just now."
"Oh, yeah it was mom."

There was a comfortable silence through my home as I prepared my cucumber to eat. Chris was watching tv in the living room. I sat beside him Indian style.

"Hey," he said after a while. "You graduate soon don't you?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Cara, that means we won't have to sneak around the school anymore."
"Oh yeah!" I grinned.
"We could be cute on campus all we wanted. And...our first year is coming up..."
"Yeah, it is."
"Quite a bit has happened, huh..."
"You have no idea."
"What's that?" He asked, peeking at my bowl
"Cucumbers...in vinegar."
"What?"
"Mhm..." I continued eating.
"Isn't that kinda weird?"
"No. It isn't."
"...Whatever you say."

He wrapped his arms around me and nuzzled into my neck. I swear I'll never tell him...how much I missed him.