Selena Kitt - Baumgartner Generations - Henry

“Lady and the Tramp.”

“The Disney one?” He gaped at her. “How come?”

“The spaghetti scene.” She pulled the car into a handicapped spot near the door, putting it in park. “I’m a hopeless romantic.”

“You are?” Henry moved to open his door as she got out of the car.

“Why?” She laughed, meeting him around the front of the Mazda, and they stood together under the light of a streetlamp. “Did you think girls couldn’t be romantic and still want to have sex?”

“No…I…” He noted her car. “You know, you could get a ticket if you park here.”

“I live dangerously.” She snaked one arm around his neck, her mouth close, but not quite kissing him. Her other hand reached between his legs, grabbing his crotch and making him jump. “Come on, big boy. I want to play with that toy of yours.” She squeezed him through his jeans, thick and throbbing. “And maybe we’ll get around to using your Fleshlight, too.”

They couldn’t get up to his dorm room fast enough.

“Can’t you just use any color sock?” Val laughed as he dug through his drawers, searching for a black one. “How about we just do this?” She peeled off her sweater, revealing a black lacy bra underneath. He stopped digging through his drawers, watching as she unhooked it, letting her breasts free, and then opened the door to tie it onto the handle.

“Val!” he hissed, pulling her back into the room. “What if someone saw you?”

“I’m a bit of an exhibitionist.” She laughed, pressing him back against the door and locking it, her hands moving up under his shirt. “If you hadn’t noticed.”

Her mouth turned up to his and he kissed her, wanting to feel that again, her tongue, her lips, oh, her mouth was so soft. His hands found their way to her breasts, wanting to feel the weight of them. She melted against him, moaning when he thumbed her hard, dark nipples.

“I think you have something for me.” Val dropped to her knees, unfastening his belt and unsnapping his jeans. There was no doubt about it, he was incredibly hard, and she tugged his pants and boxers down, letting his cock free. “Oh, now that’s nice…”

“Mmmm,” Henry agreed, closing his eyes as she stroked him in her hand first, and then took him into her mouth. Oh god, her mouth. Henry glanced down, seeing her eyes turned up, her tongue circling the head of his dick.

“I’m so wet.” She whispered the words against his shaft as she licked down toward his balls. Henry thought about the sweet clutch of her cunt, his cock jumping at the memory. It had all gone so fast that night. Now he wanted to really take his time and explore her.

But Val had other plans.

“Get on the bed.” She stood, tugging at his cock, drawing him further into the room. He stepped out of his boxers and jeans, toeing off his shoes, letting her lead him toward the bed by pulling on his dick. “Which one is yours?”

He pointed toward the one on the left with the Hudson Bay blanket as a bedspread. She pulled back the covers, pushing him down.

“Take off your shirt.”

He did as she asked, tossing it on the floor as she turned and backed up toward the bed.

“Do me?”

He unzipped her skirt, his hand moving over the soft, pale flesh of her bare back, dipping his fingers into the two dimples above her ass as she wiggled out of the skirt. Her panties were red and she wasn’t wearing any stockings. Instead of turning toward him, she bent over, giving him a nice, full view of her ass. He ran his hand over the edge of her panties, following the elastic down between her thighs with his finger.

“Where’s your new toy?” she murmured, protesting when he tried to pull her panties aside.

“Under the bed. In a box.”

She got down on her knees, finding the box and pulling it out. “Oooo a boy scout.” She held up a tube of KY gel. “Are you always so prepared?”

“I try.”

Val took the top off the Fleshlight, exploring the soft, flesh-like folds of the pussy inside with her fingers. “Wow, it looks so real.” He watched, breathless, as she brought the synthetic pussy up close, studying it. Then she reached her tongue out to lick it, right on the little clit.

Henry groaned, his hand moving down to clutch himself.

“You like that?” She flicked her tongue against the clit, then dipped down to press it into the hole. “Have you licked it? Tell me the truth.”

“I did,” he said, and then confessed, “I was thinking of you.”

Her eyes lit up. “Were you?” She opened the KY, squirting some onto her fingers and then rubbing it over the Fleshlight. Her fingers slipped inside and he saw her bite her lip as she felt around in there, all the soft raised edges and ridges that felt so damned good sliding down over his dick. She fingered the toy gently, letting him watch as she explored.

“I want to see.” She handed him the toy, gazing at his crotch. “Do it for me.”

Henry took it, slowly rubbing the head of his cock over the soft flesh, teasing. He loved the feel of the pussy lips parting for him, giving in.

“Ohhh,” Val breathed when he took it in both hands and slid it all the way down, burying himself inside. The sensation was heaven and Henry let out a long, shuddering breath. “Does it feel good?”

“Mmm,” he agreed, rocking his hips up.

“Do it,” she urged, standing next to the bed, admiring him. He could see the outline of her cunt, a wet spot on the crotch of her panties, and he felt his cock swell inside the toy at the sight of her. “Fuck that tight little pussy for me.”

He groaned, using both hands to start, making long, even strokes up and down. Val watched, her breath coming faster, her heavy breasts swaying as she reached between her legs, rubbing herself through her panties. The times he had played with the toy by himself, he’d maybe had the stimulation of some porn or his own imagination, but not since that night at the frat house had he had such a sexy, live show. He was ready to explode. He closed his eyes, slowing, not wanting to come yet.

“What are you thinking about?” Val’s voice was breathless as she knelt next to him on the bed, her hand inside her panties now, clearly rubbing. He wanted to see.

“Licking you.” It wasn’t really what he was thinking about-he’d been trying hard not to come, so he was holding back-but it was definitely what he wanted.

“Do you want to lick me while you do that?” She seemed to like the idea and before he knew it, she was straddling him, facing the wall, thighs spread, panties still on as she settled herself over his face. He had to hold the Fleshlight very still because just the smell of her pussy, that sweet, musky scent, made him want to come.

“You want it?” she teased, rubbing one finger up and down her slit through her panties. “You wanna lick that wet cunt?”

His cock jumped and he clenched his ass, watching as she pulled her panties aside, showing him. It was hard to believe he’d been inside of her, had fucked her, had watched and felt her come. It was like a dream. Had that really been him? Had it been real?

“There she is.” Val nudged her clit with her fingernail, shivering. He could see how hard her nipples were, the skin around them puckered. “I bet she tastes better than your Fleshlight.”

Henry was sure of it. He was actually salivating as she lowered her pussy to his eager mouth. He moaned almost as loudly as she did when he parted her lips with his tongue, sucking at her clit, tasting her. He’d only ever done it once before, but he had imagined doing it a thousand, a million times, and his eagerness made up for any lack of skill.

“Oh!” Val’s hands moved up to her breasts, cupping them, her hips beginning to rock. She was wet-she hadn’t been kidding-very, very wet. Her juices coated his tongue, his chin, his cheeks, her hips rolling in circles. “That’s good! Do that! Like that!”