1. The Adventures of Dennis: Stains


    Date: 9/6/2015, Categories: College Sex, Author: Tomjones88, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    butt and between her legs. My index finger took a cruise down the strip of her clit. “Don’t worry about it,” I said. “Just try deep-throating me.” Down went the elevator to my junk again. She took my cock in her mouth once more and held it there for a few moments, planning her attack strategy. Then she realized there was only one strategy; to stick my cock all the way in her mouth. Which she did, and it suddenly felt ten times better. Her lips touched my pubic hair as she moved fully up and down like she was in a popsicle eating contest. Every time her lips ascended to the tip of my cock, I felt a tingle, and it helped that she flicked her tongue around now and then. So yes, I was about to nut in her mouth. I was preparing to do just that, when my phone buzzed. I’m not sure why I did this, but I reached down to my pants to pick it up and answered. It was Renee. “Hello?” I said. “Hey baby.” There was a lot of noise in the background and I could barely hear her at first. Renee’s voice was tipsy and raspy. “Hey,” she said. “Hey, I’m kind of busy right now,” I said. “Can we—“ Another female voice cut in. It was her friend Phoebe. “Dennis, Renee wants to talk to you,” she said, almost nagging me (Phoebe hates me). “Come on.” Then she disappeared from the phone. “Look, I’m drunk, Dennis, I know, but it’s just…there’s this guy here, Bill, and he’s really creepy. He was hitting on me, talking about my tits and stuff. He has, like, no tact.” “Is he still there?” I asked. “Yeah. He’s ...
    still here.” I sighed. “Baby, I want to come over, but I don’t know if I have the time.” “It’s okay Dennis, I get it, I’m drunk, you’re probably hooking up with someone else, just, never mind.” “What? No. Why would you think that? Of course I’m not with someone else. I’ve been sitting in my room smoking pot and playing videogames all night." (This was true often enough that I could convince myself it was true at that moment). A silence on her end. Lots of static. Chirpy party soundbites. “So you mean, you’ll come over?” “Are you at Phoebe’s?” “Yeah.” “I’ll be there as soon as I can, baby.” “Okay.” I considered my lack of a car. I’d driven after a few Goldschlager shots a year ago, been pulled over, and well, I don’t need to go in to the rest. “Perhaps one of the fine party guests can, I dunno, give me a ride.” “Um. Okay. Jared!” She was calling to Phoebe’s boyfriend Jared. A beefy, clueless redneck type of guy, but pretty funny nonetheless. I had no problem with him. There was some background shouting for a little while before she came back to the phone. “Okay, Jared will come pick you up.” “Outside my dorm.” “Mmmhmm.” “I’ll be there soon.” “See you,” she said and hung up. I bet you’re wondering what Amelia was up to this entire time. Well, as soon as I’d said hello, her mouth had slid off my cock like a parachute sliding off a skydiver’s back. She sat against the cupboard attached to the sink and gaped at me. I put away the phone. I looked at my cock, which was shiny with ...
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