The entire week leading up to her next sleepover at the Wheelers while Hopper had to work, El could only think about the things she'd done with Mike the previous times, the tape, and how she wanted to do it all more.
Hopper had been watching the end of a basketball game that had gone into overtime so they were running late. By the time he dropped her off at Mike's it was past dinnertime and already dark outside.
"Hey Karen, sorry we're late. I got caught up in the Hoosier game. She hasn't eaten anything and I know it's late." Hopper apologized.
"Nonsense. I can make her something right now. It's not a problem at all. We love having her here!" Karen gushed.
"You be good. I'll see you tomorrow. Stay inside." Hopper said to El, ruffling her hair.
"They always do. They'll be in the basement having a movie marathon and I won't even see them. Mike loves it when El stays over." Karen offered.
They bid goodnight to Hopper and went into the kitchen.
"Mike is supposed to be upstairs taking a shower. I'll make you some dinner while he's doing that."
"Really a sandwich would be fine. I'm not that hungry." El said.
"A sandwich is no problem. Why don't I just make it for you and you can take it to the basement. It'll give you a chance to choose the movie before Mike gets down there and maybe you can watch something you want for a change." Karen laughed.
So El took her sandwich, a Karen Wheeler turkey and Swiss with lettuce, tomato, and mustard on freshly baked bread, down to the basement. She set the sandwich down and got changed into her sleep clothes. She had brought her Benny's Burgers shirt to sleep in and while it was now a little shorter it still came to about her mid upper-thigh. She remembered what Karen had said about picking a movie. She knew exactly what movie she wanted to watch.
She put the tape in the VCR. Surely Mike wouldn't mind if she watched some on her own.
Pressing play, El watched what was happening on the screen. She hadn't bothered to rewind or fast forward so the tape was just wherever it had been when last they watched but she didn't remember this part.
El was standing right in front of the TV watching a woman who was probably not that much older than El herself. She was lying back on a bed and wearing what El knew were called garters because Nancy had given her an informatory lesson in female undergarments. They were black and attached to pantyhose that went to the woman's thighs but she was not wearing any panties.
El was intrigued.
The girl on the screen was touching herself, using one hand to hold herself open and El could see everything.
El started to get wet.
Shimmying out of her panties, El moved to the D&D table behind her. It was a new table and much sturdier than the old one. She climbed on top of it. She watched the screen closely, wanting to get it right.
El brought her knees up, letting her heels rest on the table, and started doing what she saw the woman doing. She thought it felt really good. Watching it while she was doing it was turning her on even more. She was holding her lips open with her left hand while her right hand at first teased and then she started rubbing more, letting her fingers dip inside. She wasn't in a hurry, wanting to make it last.
Mike didn't need to be told by his mother to take a shower; he was planning on doing that anyway now that El was spending the night over. He knew to make sure that he was thoroughly clean, especially after the way he had spent the last few weeks with El. He obviously couldn't recount the number of times he had jerked off to the memories of fingering El and having her pretty mouth tightly wrapped around his cock. But nothing would ever feel better than the real thing and as much as he would beat his dick off late at night when everyone else was asleep, he was more than thrilled to hopefully do more things with his girlfriend.
Droplets of water dripped down his neck, the ends of his dark hair still wet as he stepped into the basement. His boldness came through tonight and he decided not to put on underwear, only wearing his gray sweatpants and a white tee shirt as he walked down the sturdy stairs.
But to his shock, El didn't hear him. In fact, he was pretty sure she couldn't see or hear anything besides the woman on the video tape that Mike was now also watching from behind El. She didn't sense him at all and it was obvious to him now that she was whispering his name under her breath and pumping her hand in and out of her.
Mike was dumbfounded. He stood there, in total silence, watching the moment unfold before his eyes. He couldn't exactly see what El was doing, but he assumed she was mimicking the woman in the video. Two slick fingers opened the woman's cunt as she moaned and rubbed her clit with her other hand and Mike figured that if this was what his girlfriend was doing, he might come in his pants right then and there. His cock was already leaking precum and almost to its full potential, so it wouldn't come as a surprise if he actually did cream his pants.
But he didn't want to do that, at least not until he could see El in her splendor. So he sheepishly stepped in front of her, his eyes glancing down as his suspicions were confirmed before he looked back up at her.
"I see you decided not to wait for me," he almost laughed, his smile as soft as his eyes.
El jerked when she finally noticed Mike. She had been so caught up in trying to do exactly what she was seeing on the TV, so pleasantly surprised to find that it didn't just look good, it felt good. Even when Mike's presence registered in her brain she didn't stop what she was doing. She had her first two fingers in her cunt, pushing them in and then grinding herself into them, while she flicked her clit with her thumb.
"It feels good when I do this."
Her eyes went back to the screen. The woman had moved one hand and was pinching her nipple. El wanted to try that. She moved the hand that she had been using to hold herself open, sliding it up until she gripped her naked breast. It felt good but she missed both hands on her pussy.
"Mike, can you help? It's better with two hands."
Mike watched El from a distance, his cock twitching when she moved her hands to her breasts and he managed to get a better look at his girlfriend's virgin cunt. It was his first time seeing it bare and open and he had already decided that he wanted to spend an eternity buried right there.
"Yeah," he whispered as he snapped out of his trance. He felt stupid anyway just standing there without helping.
Closing the distance between them, he captured El's lips in a kiss. It was soft and tentative, but his left hand went down to her pussy anyway and he touched it without hesitation. His index and middle fingers examined the wetness and his hand bumped against El's. He didn't know exactly what she wanted him to do, but he had already made up his mind about something.
"Is it okay...if I...kiss you...down there?" He mumbled shyly, his lips now pressing over her exposed juncture. "I really want to." His tone was almost pleading, his mouth adding more pressure to her neck as he grew impatient.
El nodded. She actually had enjoyed having Mike's hard cock in her mouth the week before and she wondered how it would feel to have Mike's mouth on her.
"What should I do? Are you sure you want to?" El knew that she was much different down there than Mike and she wanted to know he really wanted to do it and wasn't just being his normal perfectly nice Mike self.
"You have no idea," he whispered absentmindedly, his entire focus being on the way her hot skin felt over his mouth. He didn't ignore her breasts as his head traveled down and he made sure to suck each one of her nipples before going lower.
Being horny was all he could characterize himself as at the time being, but as he almost reached her pussy, a wave of doubt took over him. He was scared he wouldn't know what to do or how to please El, but he was going to try anyway. His main goal was to taste her first and foremost.
When his plush lips ended on her clit, he took in a deep breath and his lungs were filled with her smell. It was intoxicating; El's shower gel scent mixed with her own flavor only made his cock throb harder and he had already brought a hand down to his shaft and had given it a generous squeeze to release some tension.
He was still unsure of what to do, but he stuck his tongue out and lapped at her juices, making his way up and down her slit a few times before swallowing it all.
"Fuck," he murmured in awe. It was mindblowing how good someone could actually taste and Mike had never expected that.
As Mike dropped to his knees El could see that his head was perfectly aligned with her. She was glad she had chosen the table. Her instincts told her to reach down and grab his head but since this was new she just watched.
She could feel his tongue on her, feel how he would move it back and forth. It tickled a little but not in a way that made her want him to stop. It made her want more.
She found herself spreading her knees further apart, giving him more room. She could feel his nose sometimes bump against her clit while he was moving his face back and forth.
"Is that what it feels like when I do it to you? This feels even better than my hand. I didn't know." She was already panting. The light from the TV reflected off her inner thighs, they were so slick with her juices
"I hope it does," Mike whispered but mainly to himself as he concentrated on what to do next. He had already found out from their previous activities that her clit was a sensitive spot so he paid extra attention to it, but he still couldn't help himself from sometimes going lower and diving right into her tight hole and scooping her juices out so he could take everything inside his mouth. The liquid was slimy and not even remotely as bitter as his own come and he loved it.
He loved it so much that he started slurping on his girlfriend's sloppy cunt, drinking every little droplet and never running out of it. That indicated him that El was enjoying it too so he continued his efforts, learning that she liked it when the tip of his tongue pressed firmly on her clit and he flicked it around.
"Am I doing good? Do you like my tongue on your pussy?" He asked as he raised his head enough to look El in the eye. His pupils were blown and his tone was raspy with need, but the way his eyebrows quirked up showed that he was still a little insecure about his performance.
El had lifted her shirt up but wasn't happy with how it kept falling back down and obscuring her vision so in one swoop she threw it off, leaving her completely naked on the table. She leaned back, resting on her elbows so she could still watch.
"Yes. You're doing so good. Don't stop doing it."
She was tilting her hips to meet his tongue as he started to dart it inside of her.
"Yeah. That. Keep doing that," she said as Mike tried to see how far his tongue would actually go into her. She liked how his face being there pushed her pussy lips apart and she could feel his warm cheeks with them as his tongue worked inside. She kept the rhythm she had going with her hips, not really being able to stop.
Mike obliged instantly, gently pushing El backwards on the table so he could lean his chest against the wooden surface. His hands gripped her hips tightly as he dove right in, his tongue penetrating her tight cunt with firm and deep thrusts. He wiggled his tongue inside her every once in a while, only to retract and go back to slurping every ounce of her juices.
But he still had one more thing on his mind and that was to examine his girlfriend's pussy. He had never seen one in real life so up close and he was dying to. His movements stopped completely as he looked at her genitals, a long finger slowly running up and down her wet folds as he inspected every inch of her exposed pussy.
He could see her hole fluttering as his warm breath fanned over it and he bit his lip, dumbstruck at how different and erotic it all was.
"I can see inside you," he murmured filled with astonishment. Bringing his other hand to her pussy as well, he held her lips spread before closing the distance again and burying his whole face into her dripping cunt. He slurped, licked and sucked every bit with an eagerness he couldn't control even if he wanted to.
Hearing Mike say that caused a fresh gush of wetness on El's part. She thought the table was probably covered by this point. She looked at Mike, watching him inspect her with a look of astonishment on his face.
"You can? Do you like it? I like what you're doing. I want you to keep doing it, Mike. Um, if you want to."
El hoped he wanted to because the feel of his tongue on her was exquisite and she very much liked it when he stopped and ran his fingers over her. It felt amazing and when he went back to licking her again after doing that everything felt more intense.
"I won't stop until you tell me to," he mumbled against her pussy, glancing up at her and holding her gaze for a few seconds. His determination and willingness were written all over his features and El knew in that moment that her boyfriend really meant his words.
Mike was still partially displeased with his actions. He wanted to feel all of El's wet cunt all over his face and he didn't achieve that until he grabbed her thighs and pulled her impossibly close to him. The entire lower half of his face was now deeply buried into her pussy and he made sure to reach everything, feel every bump and crevice of her pussy that was still something so foreign and enticing to him.
One of his hands dropped under the table after a while and he used it to push his sweatpants lower and free his twitching cock. The pre-cum had already seeped through the fabric and slicked the swollen head of his cock nicely so he found it easy to pump himself at the same time he ate El's pussy out.
"My tongue is fucking you, El... I can feel your insides with my tongue," he murmured in a daze, moaning as he jerked his cock faster and sucked on his girlfriend's pussy at the same increasing pace.
When Mike had looked at her and said, "I won't stop until you tell me to," El knew he wasn't just talking about eating her out. He had meant he'd never stop loving her.
When he started talking dirtier she let herself grab his head and shoved his face into her. "Yes, fuck me with your tongue, Mike. The girl on the screen isn't getting that. She's missing out. She should get a Mike."
El felt his tongue inside her. She liked how strongly he was holding her hips, making her be where he wanted her. She liked not feeling powerful.
She was suddenly surprised when he inserted his finger, curling it just a little. His lips went back to her clit, occasionally dipping down to lick her entirely before resuming sucking on her swollen little bud.
"Mike...oh, don't stop that. Please keep doing that. Your tongue...and don't stop your fingers. I'm gonna...I'm about to come. Mike...Mike!"
She tried not to scream too loudly but the feeling of Mike's mouth on her as she came was so new and so deliciously amazing that she couldn't stifle herself entirely.
She was rhythmically bucking her hips as the pulse of her orgasm rippled through her.
Mike's cue to leave his cock unattended was Eleven's impending orgasm and that was what he did, bringing his right hand to steady her hips and keep her in place as he finger fucked her and licked her clit. He didn't stop for a single second, figuring it was safe to put two fingers inside her tight cunt since she had already spread herself open earlier. He curled and scissored his digits as much as it was safe to do without hurting her, his mouth licking and sucking so hard on her clit he knew it was driving her crazy. It was obvious from the way she thrashed against him and he tried to keep her in place the best he could, his face buried in her pussy the entire time she convulsed as she came.
When her orgasm seemed to subside, he gently removed his fingers but continued to kiss her pussy and everything around it, placing soothing kisses all over her thighs until she seemed to have calmed down.
And yet he was still aching to be touched and his balls hurt at how much he was craving his girlfriend's body glued to his.
In a swift motion, he removed his shirt and shimmied out of his sweatpants before grabbing Eleven's hand and slowly leading her on shaking knees to the sofa. He lay down on his back and pulled her on top of him, their hands still intertwined.
"Do you think...we could do that thing? Without our clothes on? Is that okay?" He asked unsurely, his free hand already gripping his hard cock and pumping it lazily.
El was sitting on his knees for now and he knew she must've been tired. Besides, he didn't want to pressure her into doing this new thing they hadn't tried before. But even so, he would have died just to feel her wet cunt rubbing over his exposed cock.
"You mean where we bump? Like bump together? I think I'd like that."
El realized that she was feeling her skin completely against Mike, no barriers of underwear between them, for the first time. She leaned forward so she could feel her chest against his
When she did that she could feel his hard dick between her legs. The head was near her belly button and his shaft rested in her slit once she'd shifted to feel their chests together. She felt herself get wet all over again.
"Yeah, bump together." Mike had to bite his lip to stifle a chuckle. There were times when he would forget that El was still learning the proper terms assigned to every little action, but he found it endearing. She was innocent and sweet, yet sensual at the same time and it drove him insane.
Especially now that he could feel his cock being enveloped by her pussy lips and he let out a soft moan, bucking his hips upward involuntarily.
"Look down," he instructed her, although his voice was not necessarily demanding. It was just his curiosity and astonishment taking over him as he marveled at the way their bodies united. "Your pussy is on my dick. You're getting it slick with your wetness, shit…" He could see the tip of his cock peeking from between her lips and it took all of his might not to forcefully grab his girlfriend's hips and pound her until he came.
El looked down. Mike's cock was sandwiched between her lips. She could see it glistening with her arousal. She didn't even know when she started moving, so glued to watching his cock slide back and forth. She'd move down until she felt his balls brush against her naked ass and then move back up. She was going slowly, enjoying watching his dick almost disappear and then reappear.
"Like that? Is that good? I like going slow but it might be nice to go fast. Should I try that?"
"Y-Yeah, try faster," Mike almost pleaded, his breath hitched as he watched his girlfriend take over control and rub her pussy over his shaft.
He guided her hips, thrusting upward every once in a while and pressing the red tip of his cock over her swollen clit for a few seconds before letting her slide back and forth again.
"You feel so good," he murmured, closing his eyes and the more El increased her pace, the more he moaned and bucked his hips against her.
His arms went up after a while and he played with her breasts, fondling them and pinching her erect nipples as they continued to mimic fucking.
El was getting so caught up in the feeling.
"Oh, I like it when your cock touches me there," she said as Mike rubbed the head of his dick on her swollen clit. When she resumed moving she got a little overzealous and she moved up, Mike's cock and her pussy both super slick. When she came back down her eyes bulged. Mike's did too.
She had accidentally taken the tip of his cock inside her.
"I'm so sorry!" She almost cried. "Maybe we should switch so you have control. I'm not doing very well."
"Oh, shit," Mike's eyes grew tenfold as he felt his tip succumbing almost entirely to his girlfriend's small cunt. He was surprised he didn't come immediately after but he somehow didn't. Instead, he nodded furiously and brought his hands to El's pussy, massaging it gently. "Are you okay? Does it hurt?" It was obvious how worried he was, even though his cock continued to twitch over and over again at the thought of him almost entering her.
"I'm okay. Wanna get on top? You can probably do better." El wanted Mike to be in control but she couldn't stop thinking about him being inside her.
"Um, I was thinking..." He stopped, trying to find his words. "I mean, could I do it from behind? If you want to of course I mean I don't want to do it if you don't want to do it but I like it when I see your as-," he stopped again, this time more abruptly as his cheeks became flushed within mere seconds. He was embarrassed of his blunt admission and he mentally cursed himself for always saying the most stupid things when he was rambling. "I'm sorry."
"What should I do? Just stand up? Or should I lean over the couch?" El was already hopping up, though she looked confused and wasn't sure what Mike wanted her to do. She definitely knew she wanted to feel him on her again though so she didn't want to waste time. She would do anything he wanted.
"Um, you can lean over the couch arm," Mike advised her and offered to help immediately. After she placed her hands on the end of the sofa, he carefully grabbed her thighs and pulled her backwards until she was sitting properly on her hands and knees. "Are you comfortable?" He asked as his legs pressed against her ass, his cock already probing between her thighs and he brought himself closer until his tip rubbed over slit.
"Yeah. I'm good." The feeling of Mike between her legs while his body was pressed against her ass was unlike anything she'd ever imagined. She sat up on her knees, reaching back and spreading her ass cheeks so she could feel him more. Then she went back to the position he'd put her in. She started moving herself back, feeling him slide.
"I'm sorry, Mike. I have to move. I need to feel it." El reached between her legs and pressed Mike's cock against her clit with her hand.
"I need to feel it there."
"Fuck, yes, do that," Mike encouraged her, letting El guide his cock over her clit every time he pushed forward. It was slow at first and he took his time, glancing down at her plump ass as he dared to squeeze it in his large hands.
He continued to rub his cock over her wet pussy, slowly increasing the speed of his rhythm as he pulled her against him by the ass. And yet, nothing prepared him for what he did next.
In a moment of braveness, he sneakily spread her ass cheeks apart and glanced down, only to see her tight pink asshole. His eyes widened for a second before he frowned and moaned, starting to thrust harder and faster over El as he kept looking down.
"Shit, that's so hot," he groaned, unable to take his eyes off his girlfriend's butthole. He didn't know if she could tell what he was looking at and he was too shy to admit it anyway, but that didn't stop him from doing it at the same time his hips bucked forward and bumped over her clit repeatedly.
El felt Mike spread her ass apart, liking how it caused her to feel more of him. She was surprised when she felt his fingertip graze her asshole, just touching it lightly.
"Oh, that's nice. You can keep doing that. But don't stop bumping me too."
She was panting, her legs were wet almost down to her knees.
"Mike...keep touching me there. I think you're gonna make me come again. I'm gonna come all over your cock while you rub it on my pussy. Is that okay?"
"Yes, come on my cock," Mike replied almost inaudibly, his swollen tip continuing to graze over his girlfriend's clit while his shaft was buried between her wet pussy lips. He was still examining her asshole, his thumb rubbing small circles over it and he couldn't be happier that El gave him permission to touch her there. It was hairless, soft and wrinkly at the same time and he couldn't help but moan. "Can I come on your ass? I wanna see my come on your ass." Mike pleaded and explained, his pace increasing with every thrust over El's slick cunt. He brought both of his hands back on her ass cheeks to keep her steady as he pounded back and forth, his balls slapping against her ass as he did so. The sounds only brought him closer to his climax.
Feeling Mike's finger on her asshole while his cock rubbed her clit, El could barely form a coherent thought. She was lost in the wonderful feelings Mike was causing her to have. She somehow heard his request to come on her ass and she closed her eyes. She wasn't using her powers but she could easily picture the two of them standing there in the basement. Hearing their sounds combined with feeling him ramming himself into her, his cock furiously slipping through her folds, made it easy to imagine what they looked like.
"Oh god, Mike. I'm thinking about how we must look right now and it's making me come. Don't stop. I wanna come on your cock."
El reached back to find any part of him to hold on to, only succeeding in barely snagging his thrusting hips. She gave up as he kept pounding. She wouldn't fall anyway because he was hanging on to her.
"Oh...Mike. Now. I'm coming on you now!" El threw her head back as her second orgasm hit her. It was much stronger than the first and her knees buckled a bit.
Mike pounded El throughout her orgasm, grunting and trying his best not to come before her. He was pretty sure he hadn't used so much force on her before, but he was helpless now that their bare genitals were glued together. It drove him insane to know that he was so close to actually fucking El, so close to being buried inside her tight cunt and that was what he was imagining as he kept ramming against her.
He kept his eyes shut, but as soon as he felt her relax he opened them and retracted his cock from between her thighs so he could aim at her ass cheeks. Pumping his cock furiously, he bit his lip and mumbled when he could no longer hold his moans in.
"I'm gonna come...on your ass...fuck...ugh, El...you're so fucking...ho-ahhh!" He moaned out the last part before shooting his load all over his girlfriend's ass.
It ended mostly on her right cheek but he deliberately tried to aim right above her crack and he slightly smiled when he did so. This way he got the chance to watch his sperm drip between her ass cheeks and he found the strength to pull them apart while still spasming from his powerful orgasm, moaning and pumping his cock one last time after seeing his girlfriend's tight hole getting slick with his fresh come.
He was sweating and panting but smiling nonetheless, more than content with everything that had just happened. Leaning down, he pressed a sweet kiss on Eleven's back before collapsing on top of her, their limbs intertwining as they faced each other.
"I'm glad I jerked off in the shower. I don't know if I could've lasted for so long if I hadn't...you were amazing," he admitted in a hushed and sheepish tone before leaning in and kissing El's lips softly.
"I want to do that every time I spend the night. That was the best yet. Mike? How could it possibly get any better?" El whispered, spent and tired but feeling so good. She was playing with Mike's hair, twirling it around her finger, as he rested comfortably on top of her on the sofa.
Mike had to bite his tongue and swallow his words before he let anything slip out. He could only imagine the way it could get any better, but he knew the implications of taking his girlfriend's virginity and he wasn't planning on doing that until they were both entirely ready.
"It always gets better with you, El," Mike whispered reassuringly before rolling himself off her and squeezing himself between her body and the sofa. "I love you." He wrapped an arm around the only girl he had eyes for and kissed her once again.
That was when he heard someone moaning, someone other than his girlfriend and he remembered that the tape was still on, but he decided to stay in the warm embrace for a little longer before shutting the TV off.
"I love you too, Mike. I also love doing these things with you. It's kind of the best. I'm glad you mixed up the tapes. I think it was the best accident."
Author's Note: I really can't take credit for this. I have a partner and she is amazing and I'd have to say the best stuff in this came from her. Couldn't do it without you! Love you (in a frowny Mike Wheeler kind of way, lol! But no, in my own way)