May 30th
Shay Apartment
"It's not that I don't think you can break bad, Carly… I just never got the whole bad girl, naughty, secretly dark vibe from you. There's nothing wrong with that, either because I love that about you- Jade and Sam have this kind of spicy side, wearing it proudly, and even Tori has a hidden darkness, but you're Carly Shay… you're good… a bright pure light."
She knew that Freddie's words weren't supposed to make her feel bad or inadequate or somehow less than the others, but it had been almost three whole days and they were still scratching at her brain.
Not that she didn't have more than enough on her plate to get through. Final exams were just a couple days away, and while she had exempted out of British Lit and Psychology, and there wasn't an exam for Computer Science, that still left the worst of the lot to take- AP Trigonometry, AP Anatomy, and, what she was about to dive into- AP Economics.
With Freddie.
Carly knew she shouldn't be angry with him, but how could someone say something like that and not expect some kind of blowback? Yes, she was positive, and loved to spread happiness where she could. And yes, she hadn't touched drugs, maintained the honor roll for her entire academic career, and didn't have real sex until she was in love, but that didn't automatically translate to being some shining light.
She had done some stuff, she reminded herself. She had gotten tipsy (never fully drunk, of course) on a few occasions, granted it was almost always under the supervision of someone she trusted. And she had hooked up with girls. Plural. Three of them. Granted, she was kinda crazy about two of them already.
Staring off into her closet, the wheels began turn slowly, wondering if she shouldn't make him eat his words. Spencer was out in the city doing… something and it wasn't like Freddie's mom was home so she could be a bit creative. Studying could wait, the one time web star thought to herself as she gathered some necessary materials, hoping that they still fit.
"You want a squeaky clean goody good girl?" she challenged her reflection. "You got it, Fredward Benson…"
Downstairs, Freddie was head deep in his notes, studying for his own AP finals, swapping between Calculus and Economics, hoping to keep his mind sharp in switching between the two with a notebook on one side and an open laptop on the other at the Shay's kitchen table. Usually a stickler for keeping a schedule, he was expecting Carly to be down so they could study together on the latter, but for whatever reason, she was dragging.
Truthfully, the last couple days had been a bit awkward between the two of them, and he wasn't entirely sure why. Well, that wasn't entirely true. He knew Carly was annoyed that he thought she was a good person. As to why she was upset about that comment, that was the real mystery.
He didn't have too long to ruminate on the situation as he heard the subtle crack of weight on the wooden stairs behind his back.
"I'm running late… I know…" Carly walked down, her shoes clicking with each footstep on the pine steps, which caught Freddie's attention. "Sorry, not sorry…"
"It's fine. Just grab… uh… ahh…" He turned to satisfy his curiosity and his eyes immediately went wide at seeing the brunette, "… seat."
If Carly was going for a 'pure' look, she may have overshot and landed in a far more naughty place. Wearing a white button up shirt, with the third and fifth unbuttoned, revealing plenty of chances to see her pale chest and some surprising cleavage, as well as most of her stomach- the hem pulled up and tied. Below the bare midriff, a short plaid skirt that barely covered her crotch and ass, knee high white socks, and a pair of Mary Jane shoes.
"Carls… I… ah…" Freddie stared at her in amazement for several moments then uttered, "Ah… wow…"
"Yes?" Carly smirked to him when she stepped off the final step and reached the floor, keeping her answer as innocent sounding as she could manage. "Is something wrong, Freddie?"
"I wouldn't call it wrong…" The former tech-producer snorted out a breath through his nose and remarked, "I just… ahem… wasn't expecting you to wear… something like that for… you know… studying…"
"These finals seem very hard… and since I'm such a good studious girl…" The brunette cocked her head to the side then teased with one of her sweet smiles, "I thought I'd dress for the occasion… is there a problem?"
"No, not at all…" he remarked then motioned behind him to the table where he already had them set up. "I think you look amazing so just… ah… take a seat and we will see what we can do… and maybe I can help you with Economics."
"I knew you would help me learn this stuff. You've always been good at taking the big, hard things,and just… drilling them into me…"Carly maintained her innocent expression as she walked over to the kitchen table to join him then took the seat on his catty-corner right, making sure to run her hands over her bottom and the back of her thighs to brush down the skirt for her to sit down properly. Of course, were the table see-thru, he would have found that she had hidden one major piece of this outfit. She directed a sweet smile to him then turned her attention to her own notebook full of notes. "So, the five basic principles of economics…"
"Yeah… yeah… ummm… so there are five basic principles of economics that explain the way our world handles money and decides which investments are worthwhile and which ones aren't: opportunity cost, marginal principle, law of diminishing returns, principle of voluntary returns and real/nominal principle."
"Right…"
As she read over the notes, mostly a glaze to her, she would occasionally slide her crossed right shin up the side of one of his legs as she focused on the paper in front of her, then glance over to him to see if he would react. She fought a smirk when she would see him ever so slightly glance in her direction then look back onto his notes.
"It's just… mixing questions about macroeconomics… and microeconomics…" she amped up her more airhead tone and brought two fingers up with her left hand, then used her right to make a soft fist with the smallest hole in the bend of the fingers, beginning to press her left fingers into the opening, "… when they can barely fit together… it's going to be super hard…"
"I can… sympathize…" While Freddie genuinely tried to ignore her since he did want to study and Spencer could return at any time and since he didn't know exactly where or what he was doing, he didn't want to risk him walking in on them and catching them in the middle of something he didn't want to explain, it was impossible to fully overlook what his first love was doing. It was equally as difficult to ignore the growing issue between his legs that she was causing, clearly gleefully, on him. "I think …you'll do… you know… fine though…"
"You know… it's getting warmer and warmer out there…" Carly casually reached up with her right hand to her shirt and undid the top then second button of her shirt, acting as if it was natural with her eyes focused on the notebook of notes she was reading over. She did notice that Freddie partially glanced up from his notes to notice what she was doing, and held back a smile at seeing him quickly turn back to the notes. "Climate change…"
"Climate change, global warming, El Niño… it's all a scam, I say…" Freddie grunted, lowering his face so that his book could cover seeing her, and hopefully allow him to recover. "Not sure if that's going to be on the Econ test though, Carls…"
"Mmmhmm… never… know…" Her left hand slipped under the table then between her thighs, sneaking up her skirt until her fingertips brushed over her panty covered center. She partially stifled a sigh from the teasing, something she noticed caught his attention for a moment. Swiftly, she put right back on her innocent expression and pulled her fingertips away from herself, just letting them brush over the inside of her thigh once more. "Some people are full of surprises…"
"Mr. Laramie has been wearing the same six shirts and four pants since we have been going to Ridgeway…" the distracted teen retorted, shaking his head. "The man should teach statistics, he is so predictable."
"Fair point…"
For the next few minutes, she remained casual in her attention, focusing on her page of notes with the occasional brushing of her leg and bringing her hand out from between her thighs to wave it towards her face in the act of trying to cool off, wondering if he could smell the arousal on her fingers. Eventually, Carly turned her sweet smile onto Freddie and asked, "Do you want something to drink?"
"Sure…" Freddie glanced up from his notebook as she made her way to the refrigerator, taking a nice long look at her backside and seeing how her skirt barely went past her ass, the very edge of her ivory cheek. "What are my options?"
"Hmmm… let's see…" Carly opened the door then purposely bent down to look further into and to the lower shelf of the refrigerator. She tried to keep her back and legs straight, widening them to help her balance so she could show off her ass, which worked as plan as the skirt rode up enough to show her pale ass cheeks and exposing a sliver of her pink underwear. "I mean, really you could grab anything you wanted…"
"Oh… ummm…" The young man's eyes were quite fixed onto his first love's ass, which just stoked his excitement he had been trying to suppress the entire time they had been studying. His not so 'little' Freddie certainly was responding to the teasing as his erection was pressing to this point nearly painfully hard against the inside of his jeans. He shook his head and tore his eyes away from looking at Carly's ass as she clearly took more time than necessary to grab a drink. "Ah… I'm actually fine…"
"You sure?" the former web host leaned back up, wiggling just slightly to make it all seem organic. "You don't see anything you want to snatch and devour?"
"Maybe… ah… maybe later…"
"Okay," she answered then she finally stood up with a tall can of beer in her hand and walked back to the table. She retook her seat then popped the tab of the can then took a slow sip. She popped her lips and smiled at the cool flavor then pressed the cool can against the side of her neck to help bring down her own temperature. She tilted her head to the side to let her hair fall behind her back and to expose as much of her neck as possible and what little cleavage she was exposing. She glanced over to him to see if he was taking a look at her. "I don't know what it is… sitting here with you… I just had to get my lips around something. I know it's naughty… but worth it to feel that rush as the bittersweet taste hits the back of your throat-"
"Okay, okay… you made your point," Freddie sighed with a smirk, finally admitting defeat. "You can be a bad girl when you want to be…"
"Oh thank God…" she let out a deep sigh and her grin spread. "Beer is disgusting…"
"Yeah, I can't say I'm a huge fan…" he closed his notes with a bookmark and turned to face her, "… though I'm more concerned about what Spencer is gonna do when he finds out you took one of his beers."
"I'm just gonna tell him it was Sam…"
"Yeah, that checks out…" Freddie laughed. "Where is she anyway?"
"Probably packing everything up from her apartment while her mom and her mom's new guy aren't there." Carly shrugged, starting to untie the bottom of her dress shirt. "Or maybe she just wanted to close down a Chinese buffet…"
"Wait…" he reached out and pulled her hand away from her tied shirt, a knowing grin crossing his face. "You certainly don't have to change. You need the studying a lot more than me, and I want to make up for not giving you all that attention you wanted…"
"Is studying really still all you want to do?" she raised her eyebrows, bracing for the chance he might reject doing more.
"No, but the responsible part of me-"
"I don't care about responsible. I didn't dress this way just to make a point and then be responsible…" Carly fired back. "I want honest. Right now."
"Fine," he grunted, and slammed his notebook down, and reached over to take a sturdy, but still tender, grip on the back of her neck. "I honestly don't care about my finals, or how you do on your finals. I want to tear your clothes off… devour that pretty pussy… and feel your lips on my cock… and then I want to fuck you like a savage so that when you're sitting next to me during the exam… I can see you wriggle and shift, aching, knowing that I made that happen… and will continue to do it… for as long as you'll have me…"
"Holy shit… that's… hot…"
"Too much?" he half grinned.
"I think we might need a safe word…" Carly returned the playful smirk then slipped down to her knees in front of him.
She spread his legs aggressively and scooted up a little bit, licked her lips and kept her playful smile. Her fingers went to his belt buckle and quickly pulled it loose then went to his fly, popping the button then pulling down the zipper. She moved her hands back up to hook her fingers over the waistband of his jeans and boxers with a little help from him lifting up from the seat. She finished pulling them down to his ankles then spread his legs to get to his standing shaft.
"I know that I don't have a lot of experience with this stuff…" She gripped his base while palming over his right thigh then started licking up and down the sides of his shaft like a lollipop. "But you… have, like… the most… beautiful cock… and… mmmhmmm… it never… tastes bad… like I thought…"
"The one advantage of the two showers a day my mom got me started on…" he sighed, the feeling of Carly's tongue and lips caressing his pole was like heaven, and the last thing he needed was to think of his mom. "I never imagined, even with all my fantasies about you, that you would be as good as you are at that…"
"Did you not get the point? I'm bad now…" She teased him with a wicked smile between licks and slurps of his shaft, which earned a chuckle from him. "Oh yeah? You don't think I can be bad? Slurp. I can be very, very bad… mmm… was bad enough to get you to stop… slurp... mmm… mmmm… studying for… mmm… a bit…"
"So sorry… shittttt…" Freddie managed, reaching down and caressing her cheeks, "… sorry I doubted you."
"I just… mmhmmm… wanted you to know…" Carly licked up one side of his shaft then the other while her free hand reached for her shirt and finished unbuttoning it to reveal her bare, braless chest with her nips already hardening, "… that you shouldn't… mmmhhmmm… think I'm too good… to be bad sometimes…"
"Mission accomplished…"
"I know I'm not like Jade or Sam… but that doesn't mean I can't do what they do…" Once her chest was exposed, she pulled her mouth off of his shaft and sat up more to bring her plump breasts on either side of his rod. She couldn't wrap them around like Jade or Sam, but she could tease the sides with her warm softness, brushing up and down, up and down then moving his crown over the front of one breast then the other, teasing his tip and little eye with her hardened nubs. "I want… to use every inch of my body for you… and I want you to use every inch of my body…"
"Shit… you've convinced me…" Freddie gently pulled on her hair on the scalp to signal he wanted her to pull off his shaft, which she readily complied and looked up at him with a wicked smile. "So no more pedestal, eh?"
"No more, no less… than the other girls…" She licked her lips and teased with a giggle so adorable that he considered pulling her into some heavy cuddling, "So… Yes?"
"Wanna know what I think?" He stifled a growl, locking away the adoration and subbing in his Beastly lust, then in a rough voice, practically ordered her, "I think it's time for you to get your ass to your room…"
"Oh should I?" She smirked at his reaction and stood up, proud of herself in working him up so much, but her self congratulation is interrupted when she felt a sharp smack on her ass. "Ahh!"
"I don't think I stuttered…" he snapped as he pulled up his jeans and boxers, then took her right hand and practically dragged her up to the stairs. "Your naughty ass. In your bed. And you'll get everything you deserve…"
"Oh please…" She giggled with the assertive move and easily kept pace with him until they reached her bedroom. "I can be good…"
"We'll see about that…" Freddie pulled her into the room then shut and locked the door behind them. "You've shown you are good… at sucking cock…"
"I try," she nervously giggled.
"You certainly weren't trying to study…" He turned to face her and took her by the hips to walk her back towards the bed and up the steps to it then gave her a playful shove onto the bed. "What kind of good girl would threaten her… and my… chance at good grades?"
"One that… ah… knew you would do well no matter what…" Carly smirked as she bounced then propped herself up on her elbows, watching as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the side. "Plus, I love you so much that-"
"Love? Hrrmmm… seems like you wanted to be selfish…" the former cameraman huffed, then bent over to untie his shoes enough to slip them off his feet one at a time. Once they were off, he stripped off his boxers and jeans, carelessly tossed them to the side then stood up as he taunted her. "To prove a point, you distracted me with this hot schoolgirl look… then seduced me with your lust-fueled behavior… not to mention risking your own grades for… what? Some dick?"
"In my defense," she began, bottom teeth playing with her top lip, "… it's a really nice dick…"
"You think you're so cute, don't you?" He fought a grin of his own, reaching for her top and quickly undid the buttons—in the back of his head, loving the tradition where women's buttons were designed for the other person to do and undo—until he reached the knot at her hem and undid it. The techie opened her shirt, revealing her small, but very lovely and perky chest once more, then pulled it off of her with her help of shifting back and forth on her elbows. "But now…"
"Yeah?" she replied, looking up at him with nervous excitement practically sparking behind her eyes.
"Now, I know this girl next door bit is just a ruse… for your true nature…" He tossed the garment carelessly to the side where the rest of the clothes were randomly landing then knelt down and slipped his hands under her skirt. "A harlot… a temptress… a sex fiend…"
"Every single name your mom called me…" Carly pushed back a giggle. "She was right…"
"Fuck… now I want you even more…" He hooked his fingers over the elastic band and pulled down in a flash, nearly ripping them off. It was like a sudden shot of perfume, the ambrosial aroma of her shimmering pink pussy. "It should be a crime how good you smell, babe…"
"I couldn't stop you if you wanted to arrest me…" she fired back, trying to stay serious while fighting a laugh.
"Tempting… just like the rest of you…" Freddie looked up at her one last time, drinking in the sight of her being left in just her skirt, socks and shoes as he palmed over her inner thighs to spread her legs. He smirked to her with a hungry gaze then dipped his face forward and started licking her center like a man dying of thirst. "Mmmunnnghhhsshlllurrrpppmmmhhhmmm…"
"Ohmygodohmygodohhhhmygaaawdddd…" the pale teen shook , grasping for her bedspread for some sort of channel to ease the tension. "Fuuuhhhhkkk meeeeee…"
"In due time," he growled, aggressively seizing her slippery sex. Freddie's tongue hungrily lapped at her center, going from one petal to the other then back to the first to bathe it in his saliva and being rewarded with the sounds of her moans and squeals of pleasure. His hands pawed at her ass and upper thighs, never letting her forget that she was under his control here, cementing that fact as his thumb began to circle her hood. "Don't fight… muaahmmhhmm… that release, Carls… I want you prepared when I stretch this perfect pussy to its limits…"
"S-s-stretch… me…" she stuttered, dropping all 'bad' pretense as he mauled her flesh, touching and tasting her like she was just a piece of meat, existing for his pleasure alone. "Oooohhunnghhhh…"
"You taste even better… than you smell…" Once he thoroughly covered her petals, he slithered his tongue between them to swirl all about while he mouthed over the rest of her opening to gently suck on it and hum, sending vibrations up into her. "MMmhmhmmmm… I wish we had… gotten together… before you left… mhhrrrrmlllllmmmsshhllurrrppp… I could sneak over in the mornings… have you for breakfast…"
"Never would have… oooohhhhh ggoddddd… gone to fucking Italeeeeeeeee…" Carly moaned and shrieked as the pleasure built inside of her, arching her stomach and bowing her back occasionally as she bucked on the bed. A powerful orgasm ran through her live a river, as she palmed over his crown with her left hand, running her fingers through his hair and scratching his scalp while her right and palmed over her right breast and eagerly massaged it. "Whuuuttt 'bout Sam?"
"More sleepovers…" he grinned, licking right up to her button, circling the nerve center with his tongue, turning her body, inside and out, raw as he enjoyed the dinner and the show. "And I've always been a multitasker…"
"Itssss on my lisstt of… my… unnnghhhh… fav'rit things… 'bout you…" She would occasionally capture her nipple and pinch it between her forefinger and thumb, sending almost an electric jolt through her, writhing as her words continued slurring. "Tongue and Peeeeeenissssss… are pretty close… to tha top, though…"
"I don't think I could ever finish… listing my favorite things… about you… Carly Shay…" He finished licking her clean with a satisfying smirk on his face, but he wasn't done as he moved his right index and middle finger to her center. "But maybe I can point them out…"
"How can you still be so… romantic when… I'm already… ohhhh Godddddddd… your fingers! They feel so- MMMMRRPPHHHMMMM!
As his fingers worked into her center, he reached over for her underwear with his other hand, balled them up in his left hand then pushed the material the best he could manage into her mouth, silencing her for the most part as a few moans made it through the underwear.
"Can't risk the noise…" he semi-apologized, pushing his fingers deeper, curling them to tease her G-spot, and his longtime crush practically did a back bend, her muffled high notes curling like her spine attempted. "Don't want Spencer to hear us if he comes back early… or some of the other neighbors… might complain… not that that would stop us, would it?"
Carly shook her head quickly, bringing a hand to her lips, but keeping the sexy underwear balled in her mouth. The moans soon grew louder as she couldn't take the skilled and forceful fingers for too long, eventually bucking her ass off the bed and pushing down on his pumping fingers. After a few bucks, she screamed into her underwear and hand, which came out as a stifled, but surprisingly still loud moan and her sleeve rapidly squeezing around his fingers, desperate to milk them as if they were the shaft which would hopefully follow.
"Ho…lee… cowww…" the brunette pulled the lingerie bottoms from her mouth and gasped. "I've never felt… a release… like that… Maybe I should be bad… more often…"
"If you want to be 'bad', Carly, then I will treat you like the bad bitch you want to be…" he teased her with a menacing gaze. "If you haven't picked a safeword… you might want to…"
"Artichoke…" She barely nodded, but bit her bottom lip and stroked his arm to signal that getting a little rough was what she wanted from him. "Is that ok?"
"I mean, it's your word and I don't see it coming up organically so that's good." He stood up and looked down at her, just taken aback at her beauty, especially with the askew hair and exhausted face, but her brown eyes pierced his soul and if he wasn't in love with her enough already, this one detail put him over the limit. "Are you sure?"
"With you, there's not a doubt in my mind…"
"Ok then…" With her permission, he reached inside for his more Beastly side and aggressively grabbed her hips before massaging and mauling her sides. The former tech producer wrapped his left hand around the base of his member and brought the tip up to her entrance, earning a sudden gasp from his lover. "You're so on edge, I can almost hear you percolating."
"Please… don't tease me…" she purred, wrapping her legs around his waist, but in a flash, he had both her legs up his torso. "Unnghh!"
"Bad girls don't get to make requests…" Freddie almost growled as he grabbed his base once more, but this time, rubbing the head around her sex before he started slapping her with his cock. The heavy tip 'knocking' on her labia felt like jolts of static electricity, as mews and moans filled the air, but when he moved up to her hood, he began slapping her exposed clit with his purple crown, earning a near shriek from Carly, and her legs wriggled off his shoulders, but he caught them and put them back in place at his shoulders. "Your body truly is incredible… I can't wait to just use it…"
"Anything…. Anything… to stop the teasing…"
"Your torso is so petite…" he ignored her pleas, releasing his steel and thrusting against her body, the newly exposed flesh now resting on her stomach, showing her just how far he would be impaling her when he finally made his way inside. "Quite literally rearranging your guts…"
"Freddie…"
"So impatient… we are gonna have to fix that…" He pulled her legs to each side of his waist, immediately going for her hips and flipped her over onto her hands and knees then turned her to face the head of the bed. "I can't get over how great this ass is… soft, firm, rounded with just a little plumpness… Perfect for discipline…"
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACKSMACK!
"Aiighhh!"
"That was cathartic…" He massaged her ass cheeks a few times, topping off with one more quick swat of her right ass cheek— drawing a cute yelp then giggle from her—before he gripped the base of his shaft. "I love teasing but I can't wait any longer either…"
"F-Freddie… please…." She mewed, shaking that underrated ass. "Fuck me… fuck meee…"
"Here comes…" He lined up his crown to her well lubricated peach, teased her swollen lips with a few up and down motions then pushed into her. He took a little bit more time to sheath into her as he would've liked, but he kept the steady pressure of pushing forward and spreading her sleeve to accommodate his size without the usual push/pull easing method he'd use for her. "Fucccckkk… you're so tight…"
"Aiiighhhttttttttoooooo biiiiiigggnnnghhhh!" Carly certainly felt the difference in not getting a break of adjusting to him and let out a pleasurable squeal then moanful whimper as she was quickly feeling the fullness feeling in her lower pelvis. "It's splitting me apart… it's… it's stretching me, buried so deep…"
"That's where it belongs…" he whispered, half grinning, half sneering, her internal walls pulling him deeper as his buzzed pubic hair teased her hypersensitive backdoor, "… shoved up your tiny little cunt until it paints your insides whiter than a Seattle Christmas…"
"Please… fuck… start moving…" She was allowed a few moments to just feel him completely inside of her then the slow withdraw of his shaft until only the crown remained inside of her, and just as she breathed a sigh of relief, he drilled his way back into the one-time web star. "I'll never… be bad… again… if you just-"
"I've had so many frustrations over the years with you, Carly… and I don't think I can stop myself from working them all out on you…" He reached for her skirt with his right hand and tossed it upward and onto the small of her back to take in the beautiful full sight of her shapely, tight ass. "I might go so hard and fast… that I can't control what happens next…"
"Do what you want…" she looked back at her love, wanting to scream, to cry, to laugh, to tell him every dirty thought and every romantic fantasy she had ever had, knowing that she too wouldn't be able to stop if she opened that door. "I was bad… I deserve… the punishment…"
"Yesss…" he hissed, one hand rushing to her shoulder and reaching for her throat to control her movements, leading her up onto her knees, and he almost bit into her shoulder, growling in his whispers, as his deep planted cock slowly moved a few inches back and forth with his hips. His other hand moved to from her breasts to her exposed button, strumming it softly as he thrust. "I'm gonna show you my Beast, Carly. I'm going to fuck your brains out… and show you where being bad gets you…"
"As long unnnnghhhh… as you, ah… promise…. to keep doing it… fucking me… for the rest of our lives…"
"Done…" Freddie grunted and pushed her back onto her hands and knees while he pounded away at her increasingly accepting world. He retook her right hip and jerked her back in time with his forward pushing, really trying to drill her, with faster, harder thrusts and watch her ass ripple with each hard impact on his lower pelvis. "Is this… what you deserve?!"
"Yessssss! Right there…" she cried out, feeling the air ripped from her lungs with each invasive thrust, resigned to the fact that if they get caught, it would still be worth it for sex like this. "Don't stopppp… Frrrrredddieeeeeee!"
"I can't… get enough of you…" The former tech producer simply jackhammered away, either unaware or unfeeling, when Carly came all over his cock, squeezing and milking it for its load, but, true to her request, he wouldn't stop. "Scoot up…"
She reluctantly wiggled away from his cock, soaked and dripping in her flood of a release, crawling up to the top of her bed while he climbed onto it. Carly could barely catch her breath as she reached up and grabbed the top of the headboard of the bed, shooting a half look back at him while she shook her ass as an invitation. "D-don't make me beg… please…"
"You are a bad girl after all, right?" he teased, one hand going to her hips and lining himself up with her flooding sex, while the other went into her hair to grab it and pull her head slightly back. "Is this how a bad girl begs for cock? On hands and knees and shaking your cute, fuckable ass like a dirty fucking slut?"
"Yesss…" she almost yelled, finding her center quickly after losing her mind, and she moved her hips up and down, his hard member pressed tight against her supple ass crack. "Fuck your bad girl slut from behind… Ride my… ride your tight pussy…
"I couldn't stop myself if I wanted to…" he growled, once again driving all the way inside her in one big push, earning a cry and a mini release as her legs turned to jelly. But Freddie quickly built up a pace, his thrust met with Carly's hips pushing back, leading to explosive meetings. "Your pussy feels so good, baby… you make my cock feel like heaven…"
"Unnnghhhhh…" She shuddered several times, pushing her ass back onto his pelvis and desperately squeezed around his shaft. Rather than ignore her release this time, he pulled her back tight against his chest and brought his fingers to her swollen button, gently stroking it, leading her to convulse. "I can't… can't stop… you're making me…"
Carly Shay wasn't sure if it was the fifth, sixth, or seventh time she came under his touch, but this instance came with enlightenment that wrapped her in a warm blanket. She had willingly and gladly given her virginity to him, and it felt good and it felt right. But in this moment, she came to the realization that she had surrendered everything for him. Her body, mind, heart, soul, obedience, gratitude, and her devotion. All of it. And not once did he blink or flinch in the face of who she was beyond his crush. He took her in his hands, just as Sam did, and just as Jade did in a weekend. They molded her like clay into who she was now; who she was meant to be.
"You still with me?"
"Ummm… maybe…" The brunette panted for breath, her small chest rising and falling, trying to clear her mind as her body trembled the aftershocks of her release. She giggled between pants, ironically stating, "That was… that might have been… or was… too much…"
"I want to finish this the right way…" He nuzzled his face in the nape of her neck, planting kiss after kiss on her sweaty shoulders, knowing she needed some rest, but he just needed her for a little longer. Freddie took firm control of her hips as he withdrew from her. He rolled her onto her back and reached for the pillow. "I want to look into your eyes…"
"I… I'd like that…" She went limp for him to move around, and he slipped the firm pillow under her ass and lower back, propping her pelvis up some. "Can you… make love to me…"
"Forever and always…" He spread her legs then scooted forward on his knees between her legs for the missionary position, but remained upright instead of leaning forward. He gripped his base and teased her opening a few times with his crown then shoved back into her in nearly one go. "Just relax…"
"Mmmaaahhh!" Carly let out a scream of getting refilled then let out gentle cries and moans with him speeding up and hammering her center. "Take me… take what you need…"
"I just need you to stay with me…" he whispered, leaning down to share a deep kiss. "You're so beautiful, Cupcake… I want to do everything with you by my side. I want to do things that you love… cute stuff too… like scratching your back, feeding you treats, and making you cum so hard and often that I can treat your nectar like oxygen…"
"I love you… I love you so fucking much…" Carly huffed for breath, her small chest bouncing with each hard thrust into her and desperately trying to remain focused as her pleasure was overwhelming her. Her eyes continued to try to roll back into her head and blur at times with her muscles twitching more and nerves firing, a clear signal that she was ready to explode again. She mewed out between huffs of breath, "If I… pass out… Inside… finish… inside… it's… it's… aahhhh… safe… safe… aaahh… daaayy… please… finish… inside… inside… mmaaahhh…"
"I've got you… stay with me…" Freddie continued to rut hard, pounding at the downward angle and was getting close, twitching inside of her with every other thrust. When he heard her words, it just confirmed his original desire as he wasn't considering any other option with how much he had been worked up with her playful approach. "Unnnghhh… I'm… I'm gonna…"
"C'mon and ice your Cupcake, Freddie…" she grinned weakly. "Let me be your… c-cum slut…"
"I don't deserve you…" He growls as he pounds her about a half a dozen times until he pushes to the hilt, pulling on her hips as well and lifting her ass a little off the pillow then lets out an almost animalistic growl and fired deep into her with several powerful pops that coat her inner walls then fills up the rest, flooding her like a biblical event with his seed. "UNNNGGGHHHAHHH!"
"Yesssssss!" Carly let out a satisfying scream at feeling the warm, gooey mess filling her up and trigger more of her pleasure. She partially lifted her legs and wrapped them around his lower torso then locked her ankles to keep him in place. She rolled her body to try to grind herself onto him as he finished, which set her off with another powerful, sensation that raced though her body to make muscles clench and release so fast that they were almost going into a spasm. "Aaaaahhh! Aaaahhh! Eeeeeiiiaahhh! Ahhhh!"
"You're safe… you're loved…"
"I… I… feel so weak…She bucked a few more times, her legs tightened around him to hold her in place as the ripple of pleasure lit her nerves up a few more times and causing another satisfying dump of endorphins into her brain. After several more seconds of trembling and bucking, she went slump on the bed and he leaned over to cover her, bracing his elbows on the bed on either side of her. "Thank you… but cover up too… I don't want you to go…"
"Well…" he began but then he looked into her eyes once more and while he was still a little scared of Spencer coming and catching them, he didn't feel the urge to run. He smiled at his 'dream girl' and cuddled up next to her. "I'm not going anywhere if I can help it…"
Freddie would learn something valuable, cuddled up with his love, sweaty, warm, but happy; despite his study session being a waste, the lesson was a vital one- he should never underestimate Carly Shay. She could be naughtier than he ever expected, just better at hiding that side from the world. His longtime love may have been a bad girl, but she was a great fucking woman.
They snuggled for a bit, brushing their noses against one another and trading the odd kiss before Carly finally relaxed her legs and let them slip off of his hips. He pulled back until he pulled his mostly flaccid shaft from her well filled honeypot then shifted to his right to lay next to her. He wrapped his left arm over her abdomen and pulled her close to him, slightly rolling her towards him. He snorted out after several calming breaths, "I don't know if we'll… do well on the exam… with such an interruption… to our studying…"
Carly snorted out then softly giggled, "Maybe… but… I'm sure… we'll… make it up… with our… anatomy final…"
Fun and Games Part 1-
June 28
7 Days Until Vacation
Vega Residence
The youngest Vega had been staring at the words for nearly ten minutes.
-I want to play a special game with you.
Even if it didn't have his name attached or a picture of him as a background to the messages, she would have known the author just by the tone. Freddie was the one who was playful and mysterious and teasing. Not that Jade wasn't, but there was just a very different feeling amongst his messages that set her skin on fire and hairs stand up on end.
-That's kinda terrifying…
It definitely wasn't that she didn't want to play into whatever he had in mind, because she did. No one could make her mind explode or lead her to orgasm the way that he could. But he was so far away and when she came down from soiling her sheets, there was no denying that he wouldn't physically be there to embrace her and care for her after-needs.
-You don't have to say yes, but I will be there in one week and to be honest, I've wanted you more each day since I saw you. So… I may turn… primal by the time I see you… I ache to smell and taste and feel you again… and I was hoping you'd be up to being pushed to that same level…
"Kinda bold to think I'm not already there…" she shrugged to herself, trying to ignore the throb in her gut.
I already want you so bad… Knowing you're coming makes me feel like a kid waiting for Christmas… but I do love the way you make me feel when you play these kinds of games with me.
-I know what you mean. This game won't be easy, but when I get there… I'm going to show you how much I've missed you… missed us… and with some pushing, maybe we can see that hellcat in you take over…
Her cunt throbbed in anticipation. One week seemed like tomorrow. And an eternity.
Ok. I want to do it…
I knew you would, angel. I love you.
I love you too, Freddie. Now hurry up and tell me what you're planning before I go even crazier.
Just take a deep breath for now and relax. This next week, you're going to have built up from the beginning that ends with an intense orgasm.
So I just need to hold back and control myself?
Yes. And no. Think of it like a game- there will be little challenges and rewards along the way that add up to one big prize. Exploring your body and being stimulated until your desires meet a fulfilling finish.
Ok…
I'm going to tempt you to think things that excite you and encourage you to try things that arouse you. Nothing to be too difficult but you will not be able to orgasm until the final day. You will be pushing yourself as close as you can get to that edge throughout the week though.
Somehow, I knew there would be a catch… How can I manage this "challenge" when just talking to you makes me feel like I could melt away? I'm shivering just thinking about what you're going to say next.
Just breathe, baby… you don't have to do anything. The only thing you have to do to prepare is accept that you will follow along all week and do the things that you are told to do.
Nothing too embarrassing, right? Tori closed her eyes for a second and sighed, feeling her insides twist and turn at the very idea of having this… carnal side of herself on display.
You will not be put in any situation that will be dangerous to you or your image. If you agree, all you have to do is whisper out loud "I promise to be a good toy this week and I know I will be brought to satisfaction."
Toy?
Toy- because I love to play with you.
Yeah… maybe, I don't hate the term.
Since the game will begin tomorrow, you may have as many orgasms as you want tonight, and once youbegin, you must wait the full week before you have your next orgasm. I'm going to text you in the night with your new instructions so you can wake up and see.
Will the next time.. be when you get here?
The very moment I get my hands on you. I promise it will be worth it.
Then yes, I'm in.
I wanna hear you say the words…
You really are incorrigible. Ok, I promise to be a good toy this week and I know I will be brought to satisfaction.
Not quite… I want to HEAR you. Call me.
It's like eleven, I don't want to wake anyone up.
Are you sure? I could help you with that whole 'cum over and over tonight' thing…
Let me just lock my door…
Hey, everyone. I'm gonna keep my commentary short here but I really hope you enjoyed this update and more are on the way as we head toward the next big story, KTR4. If you can, please leave a comment/review and let SVAD and I know what you thought and liked/hated. Until next time.