~The Forbidden Fruit~

~The Forbidden Fruit~ Chapter Fifiteen

Drew pov.

"Uhhh! Drew...s-stop...I c-can't go anymore!" Teresa moaned desperately.

I stopped thrusting and stared down at the girl under me, was she serious?

"What? Why not?" I asked breathlessly.

Sweat was bubbled across her forehead and nose, her cheeks flushed and she appeared absolutely worn out.

"I'm tired and raw, I can't believe you aren't satisfied yet. We just went three times!"

How could she say that like it was a lot? Three rounds was hardly anything, she just can't handle me. Its hard to find girls who can meet my sexual appetite, maybe I should start looking for women.

"Three times isn't that much." I protested.

She put her hands on my chest.

"It is if they all last more than thirty minutes...I'm sorry but I am not the energizer bunny, I can't keep going and going." She pushed me back and I rolled off of her, flopping onto my back peevedly.

Silence settled in and I took that as my cue to leave, I tossed my legs over the side of the bed after stripping the blankets from my body. I struggled to comfortably pull my jeans over my erect piece, but I managed to. Following with my black t-shirt and white Nikes, Teresa sat up clutching the sheets to her chest.

"You are going to call me aren't you?"

I strolled around to the side of the bed she was on and kissed her cheek.

"I'd like it better if you called me." She smiled at that and nodded in agreement, I started for the bedroom door and stopped. "Oh, by the way, I wouldn't recommend trying to walk for at least five hours, you won't make it two feet."

The shocked and fearful expression that replaced her smile almost made me laugh. I exited her room and made sure to shut the door behind me when I tiptoed out of the front door, I had to talk myself out of sneaking into her mom's bed. That woman sure looked like she could take four rounds of me. The sun was just coming up as I climbed into my truck and headed for home, I checked the time on the radio to find it was 5 a.m. I stopped by an Am/Pm on the way back home to pick up the only thing that would help my wood, soy milk. I downed the disgusting excuse for milk and parked on the curb of my house, I got out and let myself in.

My dad was in the kitchen when I walked in, pouring himself a mug of coffee with his brief case in hand. He glanced up at me, observing my appearance.

"Did you use protection?" He asked gruffly.

To annoy him, I decided to poke a bit of fun at him.

"C'mon, you know that takes away all of the feeling, besides its too much work reapplying condoms everytime. If I go for multiple rounds I want it to be quick and easy to get started."

His face was stern and his eyes were hard.

"Need I get you nutured like a horny rabbit? If you think condoms make it less fun, imagine how it will feel without a money shot."

I subconsioulsy grabbed my package and winced.

"I was only kidding, don't threaten my manhood, Pops."

He sipped his coffee and checked his watch.

"I'm not to be played with and you are not to be playing when it comes to such things. Games are for children and you are a man now, act like one."

Mom waltzed into the kitchen in a grey pencil dress and low pumps, she took one look at me and sighed.

"No, not this again. Drew, honey why must you repeat these adolescent mistakes? Haven't you learned that it only ends up bad?"