in my mouth and started running my tongue over the underside, something I knew most men I'd been with liked. From the expression on his face, I knew I was hitting his buttons.
As I sucked him up and down, I once again wondered what it would feel like to have him buried deep inside me. I was about to stop and crawl on top of him when I felt the familiar changes to his body movements and breathing. He was about to come. Already! Instead of pulling my head away, I kept up what I was doing. I wanted to try to time it perfectly so that I could stop just before he shot his load.
I waited a little too long. His entire body tensed up as he groaned and began to squirt his warm, thick cum in my mouth. I moved my head back, but I wasn't quick enough to avoid the first few spurts. The others shot through the air and landed on my shirt.
“Ew! That's so gross!”
“I'm sorry,” he said, still breathing heavily.
“Whatever. You should've told me you were about to come.”
“Well, next time I'll come in your pussy, then.”
He chuckled as I ran into the bathroom to spit and rinse out my mouth. After cleaning up, I headed to the laundry room to finish the load of clothes I'd started the night before. I knew the rest of the afternoon would be awkward with Todd and me both trying to avoid each other, so I left the house right after my clothes were clean. The local mall was my destination.
Four
Later that evening, bummed that I hadn't been able to buy more on my impromptu shopping spree, I went home. Inside the house, I heard voices in the kitchen so I headed that way. Mom – drunk as usual – was sitting at the table, a cigarette with a long ash dangling from the tip hanging from her left hand. Todd was sitting across from her holding playing cards in his hand.
“Who's winning?” I asked as if nothing had happened earlier in the day.
“He's fucking cheating,” mom said. Her speech was slurred as she pointed an accusatory finger at Todd.
I opened the refrigerator and retrieved a bottle of water.
“We have a pizza coming if you're hungry,” Todd said as I turned back around to face them.
My head nodded up and down ever so slightly. “Cool. I could eat.”
“I bet you could...”
My eyes opened wide. I couldn't believe what he'd just said to me – in front of my mom.
“She's always loved pizza,” she said, waving me off.
I thought about just taking off and going back to school, but the doorbell rang.
“Can you get that?” Todd said.
“Sure. You got money.”
“Here.” He stood and leaned over the table and handed me a twenty dollar bill. “Just tell him to keep the change.”
After taking the money, I made my way to the front door. The bill was nineteen dollars and fifty cents.
“Keep the change,” I said.
The driver rolled his eyes and turned to head back to his car. I shut the front door and headed back to the kitchen. Todd had set three plates on the table in middle of the room. The cards were gone. Mom was still in her seat, a cigarette about to fall out of her hand.
“You like big sausage?” Todd asked then smiled at me devilishly.
“Stop that,” I hissed.
“What? You don't like big sausages on your pizza, Tiffy?”
I glared at Todd. If I had a wish I would've used it at the moment to turn him into a toad. He was being such an asshole – especially after what I'd done for him earlier in the night. I sat down at the table and opened the box, steam escaping. After eating a slice, I began to feel a little better. Todd continued teasing me throughout dinner.
What was strange was that the more he did, the more I wanted him to be the one who fucked me first. The pizza didn't stand a chance with the three of us at the table. In no time at all, the whole thing was gone. Mom belched, got up, and left the room as she lit another cigarette. I thought about disappearing to my bedroom to get online, but instead I stood up and began taking the plates over to the sink.
“Want some