Chapter Six (Matt) Written by Ella Fox

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When I woke up next, Alyssa was gone. I'd have thought the whole thing had been a dream, if not for the little hickeys she'd left on my stomach and thigh. She might not want to admit it, but Alyssa had been intent on marking her territory. I, for one, was all right with it. It's not like I had any regrets. I'd started the previous day a frustrated virgin, but by the time everything was said and done I'd fucked my fantasy girl, twice.

Not surprisingly, I'd woken up with one hell of a hard-on. I grinned as I fisted my cock beneath the sheet, squeezing the head as I thought back over the events of the previous twenty-four hours. Fuck, Lyssa took my dick so goddamn good. I'd fucked around with a fair amount of girls, which meant I'd had my dick sucked a lot. Alyssa was the first one to take me in far enough to touch the back of her throat. That feeling alone was worth its weight in gold. I'd pay good money to feel that on the daily.

Kicking the sheet off, I spit in my palm before returning my hand to my shaft. My breath caught in my throat when I remembered tasting Alyssa's pussy on my fingers for the first time. I'd been jerking with a pair of her underwear for fuck only knew how long, but smelling her cunt and tasting it were two entirely different things. 

My hand shuttled up and down my cock faster as I thought about that first amazing fucking thrust into Lyssa's hot, wet pussy.

"Ohh fuuuck," I moaned.

Having a room in the basement meant I got to make as much noise as I wanted, and I loved it. Before I got relocated downstairs, the room had been my stepfather's movie room. That meant the room was pretty damn soundproof, which was great. Especially considering how loud Alyssa had gotten the night before.

Thrusting my hips up, I fucked my hand harder. It didn't come close to the way I'd felt when I was deep inside my stepsister, but it was still damn good.

My rhythm came to a halt when my phone started ringing. Letting go of my dick, I grabbed my cell and looked at the screen. Seeing who it was, I smirked as I answered.

"This is sweet," I said huskily, "you calling to check in on me."

"I'm not checking in on you," Alyssa laughed. "I know you're moving into the dorms today, so I'm calling to ask if you want to come to an on-campus party with my roommate Dawn and me tonight. But if you're going to act like a little shit..."

I laughed. Who knew Alyssa was funny? It was hard to wrap my mind around how well we were getting along.

"I'd love to," I admitted. "I'm supposed to move in at noon, but it won't take long to throw shit into drawers and put sheets on the prison-like bed. I'm rooming with Rob, so it's not like I need to do the whole meet the roommate and chat it up thing. What time do you want me to come? I'm good to go anytime."

She tut-tutted at my obvious double-meaning. "No more sexy times, bro. Last night was a one-time deal. From now on, we're just..."

"Siblings?" I joked. "Friends? Former secret lovers?"

"Friends," she said after a pause. "And now, friend, your giant dick is to stay inside your pants whenever we're together."

I snickered. "We'll see, Lys. I'd bet money by the end of today you'll be begging me to fuck you again. Besides, I never got you to sit on my face. We can't stop without doing a sixty-nine," I said dryly. "Don't deprive me of eating your perfect little pussy while you deep throat my dick. That's just cruel."

She sputtered in surprise. "Matthew! You're a little horndog," she scolded.

"Nothing little about me," I boasted.

Alyssa let out something that was a mixture of a moan and a groan.

"Stop," she pleaded. "You have to be good. We can't..."

I shrugged. If that was how she wanted to play it, so be it. I wasn't going to push because I knew I didn't need to. I knew what it felt like to be inside of her, knew how she felt when she came screaming on my dick. I was positive she'd loved it, which meant she'd be back.

"Okay," I laughed. "I'll be good. But don't get mad when I'm tapping someone else's ass tonight."

I had zero intention of doing anything of the sort, but I wasn't above letting her think I might do just that.

"Call me when you're finished moving in," she said stiffly.

Before I could say another word, she hung up.

I chuckled as I tossed my phone onto the bed and grabbed my dick again. If she didn't want me, she wouldn't have cared.

Closing my eyes, I returned to my memories of the night before and fucked my fist until I came - with Alyssa's name on my lips.

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