1. Doubling my score


    Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: College Sex, Author: SirSpewalot, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    Bix Beiderbecke or Sun Ra.” “I don’t know either,” which made her laugh. “Good for you. If you said you loved them, I’d know you were lying.” A bit lost, I said, “Okay, whatever,” and she laughed again and shook her head. “No,” she continued, “he was a big West Coast fan. Dave Brubeck and Chet Baker mostly.” “What about you?” “The Duke’s my man.” “Ellington?” “You’re not a complete square at least. Of course Ellington.” “Who else?” “Hard bop. The harder the better.” “Like who?” She smiled, “Like this guy. Lee Morgan too. And Dexter Gordon should serenade me some evening; I’d cook him breakfast.” We laughed and she put her head on my shoulder, so I lifted my arm and she put it over her shoulders and settled into my side. She asked me, “How about your parents, what do they listen to?” “A bunch of soft rock from the 60s and 70s. Makes my ears vomit, most of it, after hearing it all the time growing up. My mother likes country now, and not the good stuff. My father likes some classical. Surprising some of the stuff he recognizes, like Walter Piston.” “Who?” “American composer. Wrote a lot in the 40s and 50s. My father’s the only other person I’ve ever met who has even heard of him, and I only know that because he knew some music I was listening to. Strange.” She laughed. “And what about your old girlfriends, what did they listen to?” “First one liked classical, like me, and top 40. Second was a country and western cowgirl. Third didn’t really like music.” She sat up facing me, ...
    “Didn’t like music? Didn’t like life, you mean. Bet she was frigid.” “No, she was great.” She smiled knowingly and said, “I don’t believe you.” I shrugged and said, “That’s fine.” She shook her head and sat back down next to me. We chatted more about music until the first side of the album ended. She went to turn it over and said, “Pour us another one.” I did so and took hers to her as she stood in front of the record player. She looked me in the eye and raised her glass, “Farewell. Have a safe trip and a bright future.” I said thank you and we clinked glasses, and after she took a sip she set it down and hugged me. I looked down at her and finally knew there was no chance of mistaking her intention and kissed her. She opened her lips as soon as mine touched hers and sucked my tongue into her mouth; as she devoured my mouth with her kisses, I let my hands roam over her torso. She pulled away and looked at me coyly, “Come with me,” and led me to her bed behind a screen in the corner. We quickly undressed each other as we stood kissing, and she sat down on the bed and lay back. I knelt between her legs and kissed her light brown thatch, and as she gasped I began licking her lips. “No, what? I haven’t washed, you don’t have to...,” she said, but I kept licking. “It’s been a long morning, wait...” then after a couple of minutes she began to moan, “Yes,” and soon came. I sat up between her knees and she relaxed; I pushed her knees apart again and said, “I like seeing you, all of ...