I bucked faster. Those sexy as fuck emerald eyes so hungry and needy. She had been a cock sucker, my cock sucker for seven years. I went to my toes, as I gave in and flooded her mouth. She moaned a little as she swallowed my seed as fast as I could pump it into her mouth.
Stephen’s hand was rubbing his cock, as if he was fingering himself, I saw his toes curl. As he watched my dick slowly come out of Alison’s mouth. She turned smiled at him and opened her mouth to show him “her” prize and swallowed. Stephen shivered as he let out a soft whimper.
“Good girl,” she spoke to Stephen.
“Thank you, mistress.” He whimpered back.
She looked back up at me. “You should eat more fruit.” She winked. “I give it a three this morning.” I didn’t say anything, I could eat half of Hawaii and still she would complain.
She smiled, putting my cock back in my boxers. She patted it, then stood and kissed me. She always kissed me. It was never gentle or subtle. Both were hard to do when your boyfriend is almost an eight inches shorter, and more if you wear heels. Her tongue danced in my mouth as I wrapped my arms around her waist.
She loved it when I sucked her tongue and held her lip.
“Sorry, I was such a bitch.” She said, her voice softer.
“I overslept.” I squeezed her ass.
“My place after the game?” She asked.
“Your mom will not approve.” Squeezing her round ass.
“Then put a ring on it.” She smiled.
“We…” She put her finger to my lips.
“I know.” She smiled. “Get dressed there are some things I want to do with you before my parents get here.”
I was getting dressed and Stephen crawled out of bed, still wearing a hot pink t-shirt and that was some reference to boobs in another language. His panties were soaked, and he peeled out of them and tossed them in the laundry hamper. “Grab a shower with me,” he gave me a pleading look.
“Alison, I going to grab a quick shower.” Alison gave us both a raised eyebrow.
She plopped down on my bed and looked at her apple watch. “You get fifteen minutes, and I will come in and get you if you are not back by then.”
“Yes, mistress.” Stephen grabbed clothes and wrapped towel and head to the communal bath at the end of the hall.
“You really play the Dom well.” I smiled, then pushed her back on the bed. “I think I have some clean clothes over there somewhere.” I grabbed a towel and headed out.
Stephen asking me to shower, was not an act. He was always getting picked on. When he moved into the dorm, Stephen was kicked out of his room and was shivering in a pair of pink panties in the hallway. Being the good guy I am, I politely knocked on the door and decked the guy. He became my roommate shortly afterwards. As roommates go, he was quiet except for always playing video games, till Alison made an appearance. It was femdom love at first site. Alison flirted with him and called him such a pretty boy. She told him if he work out a little, he would make cute little girl. Then told him if so, much as touched me without her permission, she would make sure he would pee sitting for the rest of his life, and his ass could signal planes from the glow. Stephen was in love.
Stephen pissed his pants when Alison called him a pretty boy. She always was bossy, that turned to domineering, and for anyone other than me. Not that she did not try, her personality and demanding attitude caused us to break up the first time, right after she graduated and I had my senior year ahead of me. Stephen was scrubbing like mad when I just turned on the shower in the stall next to him.
“Hi Jas, hey bitch boy.” Luke Telson walked in half an awake. Luke was a typical rich farmer’s son. He and Stephen had a love hate relationship if you asked Stephen. Stephen just ignored him, his typical defense.
“Morning Luke,” finally finding the sweet spot on the hot water. “Be careful, Alison is my room, you know how protective she gets of Stephanie.” I smiled, knowing it was just us in the bathroom.
“Oh shit,” Luke laughed. “Man, I don’t know how you put up with her. I am just glad you do.”
Luke gave Stephen shit, but he wasn’t all bad. In fact, he had often walked Stephen back to the dorms from the games or late night classes. His redneck look was often enough to scare most want to be troublemakers into doing something else.
“You going to the game today?” I asked.
“Yeah, folks are coming up. Yours?” Luke asked, washing his hands and face.
“No, I am flying solo on the parents today.” My response was dampened as I washed the soap off.
“He will be watching with his future in laws.” Stephen chimed in, which got both him and Luke chuckle.
“Laugh it up, knuckleheads. You do realize that me and her are currently still on the mend.” I proclaimed, exiting the shower toweling off.
“Like you get a say in your relationship, Jas.” Luke smiled and averted his eyes as I exited the stall.
“Laugh it up.” The jests never got to me. They did in high school when girls were still yucky. When Alison was still unsure and kissing was the biggest thrill a girl and boy shared. A lot changed when she hit her last growth spurt and topped out at six foot six. She got super serious about working out and her sports. When she turned sixteen, she opted for a pickup from her parents than some sporty ride. Her parents were actually relieved she kept up her “hero fascination” with me, and not become a lesbian (as if you just become a lesbian). She definitely got the attention from both sexes. Girls seemed to just melt around her, and boys had some very sick locker room talk. By my sophomore year I had, been in several fights defending my best friend’s honor. We once spent three days at home together for fighting separate loud mouths on suspension. Her dad bought us a Nintendo.
“Hurry, you guys or I am coming in.” Alison slightly opened the door.
“Oh shit…” Luke bolted for the other exit. Stephen trying to jump into his jersey shorts with both feet. I smiled.
“Hold your panties, I am shaving.” I was lying, I didn’t even bring my toothbrush.
Stephen almost ran out of the bath, and I finished up, wrapped my wet towel around my waist and headed out. Alison glared at me, as she waited. “You are really pushing it today.”
I stopped, took a breath through my teeth. “Just stop it.” I met her glare. I was glad she wore sneakers it made the six inch height difference more bearable. I could see in her green eyes she wanted to say something, wanted to put me in my place. Her shoulders relaxed, and she backed down. “Thank you.”
I turned to walk back to my room and by the second step she grabbed my hand, holding it for the brief trip. I opened the door, and my side of the room was spotless. On my bed was a new polo, and shorts even clean boxers. Today was wash day, I am positive had no clean boxers. She smiled. “Please.”
“Dang dude, if you don’t marry her I will.” Stephen smiled at the difference in the before and after.
……
We left the dorm before eight, and then another old fight began anew. “We can take my truck,” I was halfway to my clunker.
“Or I can follow you in mine?” I replied.
“I thought we were over this.” She put a hand on her hip. “I said I was sorry for like a hundred times. You know what fine.” She threw up her hands and stormed to her truck.