Tricia

A/N: This is my first story I've shared with Literotica, I hope you enjoy it and any feedback would be immensely appreciated.

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Tricia stood at 5'2", almost a full foot shorter than me. Straight golden hair fell just below her shoulder blades. She was flat as a board, no tits to speak of, which was in keeping with her incredibly petit build. The only exception to this was her ass, that being satisfyingly round and currently covered by tight jeggings. This went well with her frilly green tank top that would never have been able to contain a bustier woman.

My time with Tricia started the same way as every great romance in fiction, through online. We'd chatted for a couple days about this and that (she'd turned out to be quite the conversationalist) before she gave me her number and I asked her out to dinner and a movie.

We went to an Italian place, not too posh but upscale enough, then followed up with an old monster movie (the local theater was doing one of their monthly events). Afterwards, in my car, I asked her if she was interested in a nightcap. She nodded, the sly grin and twinkle in her eye turning me on more than our entire (perfect) date.

I drove us back to my place. Her tongue was in my ear, telling me how badly she wanted me by the time we got to the door. When I managed to get it open, she wrapped a leg around one of mine. I turned and kissed her, practically dragging her across my apartment toward the bedroom.

I broke the liplock and took my shirt off, then sat on the foot of my bed. I beckoned her closer with a finger, then pulled her top off as she approached. One hand fell on her ass as I kissed her stomach and chest, occasionally and gently sucking her nipples as well.

Once again I broke the embrace, pulling myself onto the bed and sliding to the headboard, propping myself up against it. She smiled and began crawling across the bed to meet me, shedding her pants and never breaking eye contact with me, nor I with her. She ran her hands up my legs, stomach, and chest before following with her lips, which inevitably met mine.

She climbed up into my lap, her tongue exploring my mouth. My hands rested on her ass once again, feeling the lacey panties as I squeezed each cheek. I heard her moan softly at my touch, and felt her voice reverberate in my mouth. However, it was then that I felt something pressing into my stomach.

The blood drained from my face and I slowly looked down. I was met with the sight of a cock straining against the stretching pink lace.

I didn't get a good look at it because, instinctively, I pushed her away, nearly tossing her across the bed as I shouted "What the fuck?!"

"What is it, what's wrong?" She gasped, propping herself up by her arms at the foot of the bed.

"You're a- You've got a-"

She looked down at her panties and sighed.

"Right. I'm so sorry Dean, I thought you knew. I should've told you."

"I agree!" I shouted, my voice cracking embarrassingly for someone my age. I slid to the side of the bed, my feet hanging over as I buried my face in my hands. My head spun, partially from the pulsing erection I was already sporting, and partially from the recent shock.

I heard her sigh again. "Look, I'm sorry. I'll just-"

I turned to her, cutting her off. "N-no, you don't have to. It's okay, I just... you caught me off guard."

"You're not worried about catching the gay or something?"

"No, I'm bi as it is, I just wasn't expecting... I mean, I've never been with..."

She grinned that sly grin again.

"A trap?" She purred.

Then, before I realized what I was doing, I found myself propped up on my hands and knees, pinning Tricia to the bed by her hands. My cock, which had formed quite the tent out of the front of my jeans, was rubbing against her cute little dick through her panties. Thoroughly turned on and breathing fast, I looked in her eyes and saw a dazed expression, surrounded by flushed skin. Her stuttered, shaky breaths confirmed what I already suspected.

"Dean... please..." she begged, barely able to break a whisper.

I couldn't help but oblige, lowering myself on top of her slowly, pressing my lips to hers as our bodies came together, her hands still clasped in mine.

As she kissed me back, she wiggled her hands free, unbuttoning my jeans and trying to drag them off. I pulled a tube of lube out of my pocket before kicking them off myself, followed by my boxers.

I lifted myself up enough to slider her panties off and lube myself up, then lowered again to the embrace of her legs, which had entangled themselves around my waist.

Unable to contain myself any longer, I pressed my cock against her ass. She whimpered into my mouth in response, her need vibrating though my teeth. I pushed the head in.

"Fuck!" She gasped, unable to catch her breath as I slid the rest of my cock into her ass. I started slowly pushing in and out, back and forth, building up momentum, and just about losing my mind with each one of her shrill little gasps.

"God, you feel good." I muttered inter her shoulder, picking up the pace.

"Yes! Oh my god." She moaned, her high pitched whine of a voice filling the bedroom.

I wouldn't describe her ass as having been tight, but it certainly wasn't loose either. It was a satisfying middle ground, hugging my cock with each fresh penetration without strangling it. I knew I wouldn't last long doing this, but I didn't mind too much. I wanted to get as much out of this as possible and I wanted her to do so as well.

So I lifted myself up by one arm so I was hovering over her again, still fucking her rhythmically. My other hand reached down and began jerking her hard little cock, feeling her writhing and moaning beneath me.

I picked up the pace, fucking her ass and jerking her off in tandem faster and harder, trying to get us both to our peaks. I couldn't help but groan and grunt myself at how she felt around and beneath me.

Her gasping transformed into shouting as her movement beneath me began to change, becoming more jerky, almost spastic in response to each of my motions. Then I felt her cock jerk in my hand.

"Oh my god!" She wailed, her voice filling the room as she came all over her belly.

This scream, as well as the sight of her covered in her own cum, pushed me over the edge, and I came too, filling her ass with my hot seed, groaning loudly with each stream.

I gasped quietly as the last of my cum dripped out of my cock. I held myself over her, breathing heavily and looking into her eyes. Disoriented, she looked back up at me, then smiled. I smiled back.

Her eyes moved to her drenched chest and belly. "Jesus, what a mess. Can I have a towel, or-"

"-I've got a better idea." I muttered, grinning.

I lean down and began licking her chest, the taste of her cum spreading across my tongue and down my throat. When her chest and belly were clean, I looked up into her eyes.

I couldn't help but laugh at her expression of surprise. She laughed with me, still looking surprised.

"I have... never had that happen before. Most guys avoid touching my cum like it's plague-infested."

"I'm not most guys."

I rolled off of her, standing up at the foot of my bed. Before I could do anything else, she was upon me, her tongue flicking its way across my cock.

"Whoa, what's this?" I asked, bemusedly.

"Returning the favor, cleaning you off." She purred, before completely enveloping my cock with her lips.

I moaned softly, feeling my sensitive head pressing against her throat. I placed a hand on her head, holding her in place as I started moving my hips, effectively fucking her face.

Shortly after this started, it was over, my cum spraying down her throat as I stood groaning above her.

I let her head go and she pulled it back slowly, her lips and tongue trailing up my cock before disconnecting with a slurp. She looked me in the eye and, grinning, gulped loudly.

"Holy fuck." I whispered, staring aghast at her brashness.

She giggled, then stood up and, resting her head on my chest wrapped her arms around me. I returned the embrace, and guided us toward the head of the bed.

We got under the covers, her mostly resting on my chest with my arm draped around her shoulders. She looked up at me and smiled warmly, and I smiled back, before drifting off to sleep.

I've never slept so well. The next morning, we got dressed and I drove Tricia home, leaving her with a kiss and a promise of more dates to come. A promise I intend to keep.