In my crazy mind
I'm with you all the time,
Cause you're the best I never had,
Oh, girl I want you bad!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
I want you bad!
As Ally and Austin were climbing out of Austin's car, Ally's phone beeped, and she dug in her purse to find it as he unlocked my house. Austin froze when he heard Ally let out a small cry of shock, however.
"What, what is it?" Austin asked, concerned.
"Brock broke up with me." Ally told him, shoving her phone back into her purse, "Over text message. He didn't even have the decency to do it in person."
Austin gasped in shock, and then quickly grabbed Ally's hand and pulled her inside of his house with me, leading her to the couch, where they both sat down and he wrapped his hand with hers gently.
"What happened? Why?" Austin asked.
"Well, over the past week, Brock and I have not been spending as much time together. I saw him hanging out with another girl recently, but he said she was just a friend, so I believed him. But he just texted me and said that he wanted to break up cause he got with her and she was better in bed." Ally said sadly.
Austin frowned, ecstatic on the inside but upset that Ally had to go through this, "Well, then he doesn't know shit. You are a beautiful girl, Ally, and if he doesn't see that, then he's a half-assed fool who wouldn't know an angel if she whacked him over the head with a hammer." He said firmly.
Ally smiled, "Thanks Austin." She told her best friend. "I'm actually kinda ok with it, cause like I said, we were kinda growing apart."
There was a long silence, and then Austin looked into Ally's eyes, being entranced by them. Ally stared at Austin as well, and they both slowly started to lean in until their faces were about an inch apart.
"Fuck Ally," Austin growled, quickly closing the distance between them, smashing his lips to hers. Ally immediately responded, kissing back with equal passion and force. The sexual tension that had been evident between them for years now finally came crashing down on them, and in a few moments, they had, without either of them really knowing how it happened, shed their shoes, socks, and jackets and made their way to their current position: with Ally pressed hard up against the locked door in Austin's room.
I want you, I want you, (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,)
I want you, I want you, (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,)
I want you, I want you, (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,)
I want you bad!
(I want you bad!)
I want you, I want you, (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,)
I want you, I want you, (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,)
I want you, I want you, (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,)
I want you
Austin's hands roamed all over Ally's body, snaking behind her and slowly, almost cautiously, venturing underneath her shirt. She gasped at the contact, but didn't rebuff him, so he continued exploring. The skin on her back was smooth and warm and not enough. Austin pulled at the hem of her shirt and, catching on quickly, she reached down and flung it off, shivering at the coldness of the room.
As soon as her shirt hit the floor, Austin's arms wrapped around her again, and she jumped into his arms. He sat down on his bed, Ally's legs firmly wrapped around his waist. By now, she was pawing at his shirt, obviously not satisfied with being the only one without a top. He pushed her over-excited hands aside, and unbuttoned his shirt in a matter of seconds.
Once he was sufficiently bare, Ally took the opportunity to gape a little. Dancing, apparently, required much more physical training than she thought. Austin didn't have a six pack, but he was considerably buff and had a body that made her drool.
Austin snorted at her blatant ogling, and Ally snapped out of her trance. "You're so fucking hot," She whispered in his ear, causing him to groan.
His hands had returned to roaming the expanse of her back and found the clasp of her bra. He gently unhooked the last garment hiding her from him. When it fell away, Austin gasped audibly. Her breasts were so much bigger than they appeared under her modest clothing and he was entranced by the creamy flesh.
She heard his sharp intake of air, and he looked down at her. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
Deciding to ignore his question, she leaned up and pressed her lips to his tenderly.
He took this as a confirmation, and began to move his lips against hers, slowly at first. Intensity increased quickly though, and soon he had her pressed against the mattress and was kneading her breasts with both of his hands.
She moaned, and Austin replaced one of his hands with his mouth. Austin slowly rolled her nipple over his tongue, testing for a reaction. She gasped, and he took this as a green light. Confidence building rapidly, Austin began gently sucking on the tender flesh while his hand massaged her other breast. A minute later he switched sides, and continued to poke and prod with his tongue, Ally writhing in pleasure the entire time.
Impatience setting in, Ally grabbed Austin by the back of the head, and roughly pulled him back to her face. She kissed him with such force, he saw stars.
Her hands snaked down to the waist of his jeans, and began fumbling with the button. She tore through both the button and zipper, and soon Austin's pants were at his ankles. He wasn't sure how she did it, but it was definitely not something he would question. He used his feet to kick his jeans completely off, and he was left in just a pair of pink boxer-briefs.
Ally giggled at his choice of underwear, but all thoughts left her brain as Austin brought his hand up and flicked her nipple, causing pleasure to course through her body. He rolled them over, putting her in control, and she straddled his waist. She could feel his hardness pressing into her core through the suddenly too many layers of clothing.
Ally jumped off him so quickly, Austin almost thought she was quitting. But she held up a finger, telling him to hold on a second. She then proceeded to rip the jeans from her body.
By the time she had them off, Austin was sitting up in bed, his feet hanging over the edge. She glanced in his direction and licked her lips. Her legs carried her to the side of the bed, where she sank to her knees. Once she was eye level with Austin's manhood, she hesitated. She looked up into his eyes, as if asking for permission, and he nodded.
She nodded to herself once before running her index finger from base to tip of his shaft through the fabric. She glanced up again, and saw that his eyes had rolled up into his head.
Slowly, almost hesitant, she hooked her fingers under the waistband of his underwear, and pulled it off him. She wasn't sure what she had expected to find, but what she saw was definitely not it. Albeit, he did not have the makings of a porn star, but for a regular guy, he was above average in both length and girth, about 8 inches, although Ally didn't have much former experience.
Taking no more time to think about her actions, she took a deep breath, and wrapped her lips around him, gently sucking while bobbing up and down. Every time she went down, she took a little bit more of him into her mouth, until she finally felt him at the back of her throat. She was suddenly very thankful that she had no gag reflex, and she was sure Austin was too, by the grunts and groans that were coming out of his mouth as she deep-throated him.
"Hold on, Ally. I'm gonna-" Austin cut himself off as he suddenly released into Ally's mouth, looking down at her as she stared up at him through her lashes and drank everything he gave her.
Pulling back, Ally smiled up at Austin, who smirked deviously. "What?" She asked.
"It's my turn," he replied simply.
In my crazy mind
I'm with you all the time,
'Cause you're the best I never had,
Oh, girl, I want you bad!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, (want you bad)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, (yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
I want you bad!