Big Girls Don't Cry (7 page)

“I never gave anyone permission to come by my house.
That’s not cool, dude.
”

“Yeah—
Well
I don’t think
it’
s
cool to dip out on someone, and not tell
them
why. What’s up with that?” Billy responds quickly
. He’s
clearly annoyed, and obviously looking for one of two things. An answer
, — or a
fight.

“
Really?
”
I yell,
poking my head into the hallway. L
ooking back and forth
, I grab him by the arm, and pull him inside, slamming the door shut.
“I’ll tell you what’s up with that! Why did you let
? I mean. W
hy do
you let
?
” I stutter, trying to find a way to ask
,
why he all
ows his people to act
the way they do.
But, I can’
t.
I’m afraid I might find out he acts that way too
.

“Why did I what?”

“Why did you let me suck your dick, and then
act like nothing ever happened? You used me!
”
I blurt out stupidly, knowing
I didn’t really feel like that.
Well, maybe a little.
Sure,
I would have
like
d
more f
r
om him. B
ut we had become so close afterwards
,
that I was happy just being his friend.

“
That’s what this is about,” he states, chuckling lightly.

“See! You don’t even care.
‘
That’s
what this is about
,
’
I mock in a deep voice.
“Whatever,” I
walk
away, as a tear rolls down my face.
‘Oh, great!
Now I’m going to start crying.’
I stifle the ones trying to follow
, with a wipe and sniffle.

“Wait
a second
,” Billy responds, grabbing my shoulder
, turning
me
around
, slowly
. “
First off, it’s not
even
like that.
I didn’
t use you.”

“Then what would you call it?”

“Oh man.” He shrugs, letting out a deep breath.
“
Okay, listen. This is going to sound stupid.” He pauses, shaking his head. “I’m in training camp right now.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”
I ask, waiting for some bullshit guy story. At least the means guys just tell you straight up what the deal is.
‘You’re fat and I was using you…
But,
thanks for the
awesome
BJ.’
It hurts, but it’s easier to get over, than some hot guy leading you on.

“It means no sex, w
hen you’re in training—it drains you of your energy.”

“W
hat are you saying?”

“I’m saying
I realized after I got a ratio
n of shit from my coach, that I probably shouldn’t have done it. I got caught up in the
heat of
moment
.”
‘He thought it was hot.’

“You told your coach about me?”

“
Not
exactly.
I told him
of
a girl
, not a specific girl
. Some of my teammates work at the gym
.
Remember?” he asks, raising his eyebrows and shaking his head.

“I’m aware of that,” I state, thinking about the mean guys, wondering if they are his teammates.

“
It’s still against the rules to have sexual relations with a client, you know
… by the way, y
ou didn’t say anything either!” Billy exclaims, and he’s right. We both had pretty much acted like nothing had ever happened.

“I know,” I say, sadly.  Looking at the floor, I trace a pattern with the tip of my boot, as I speak softly, “So… Do you like me then? I mean… I don’t understand?”

“Yes, I like you, Miss Gretchen Lane.
” He smiles.

“I’m sorry, I’
m being stupid.” I continue looking at the floor. I don’t want to look at him. He’s too pretty, and I’m just weird. And, I am still fat, just in case he hasn’t noticed.

“You’re not being stupid,” he says, lifting my face with the tips of his fingers under my chin. “You’re being cute.
And, maybe a little…weird.
”
Smiling blue eyes pierce my wounded soul, embracing my fragile heart, letting me know, I can die now and it would be okay
.

“You think I’m cute?”
I ask, shyly with a small grin.

“No.” My heart sinks. “I think you’re beautiful,” he speaks, taking my face between his hands, and kissing me softly on the lips.

“Please, don’t tease
me
,” I whisper, sighing deeply as I close my eyes.
‘Please be real, please be real. Please, Lord, don’t let this be a dream.’
My heart beats frantically.

Billy’s fingers run across my cheeks and into my hair, as his mouth covers mine, quieting my fears, and bringing me into a state of sexual
bliss
.

Kissing passionately, Billy backs
me
down the hallway to
my bed
room
.
Pulling my sweater up,
he
reaches in and
releases the
front
clip
on my bra
, allowing my full breasts to
swing
freely.

“
God, I love them
,” he pants, licking
and sucking
.

I pull the sweater over my head
;
letting it
,
and the loosened bra fall to the floor. Holding my
breasts
, I offer them to Billy, who eagerly covers them with wet licks.
  His tongue feels hot and wet on my tender nipples.

Reaching down I rub the hardness straining at his crotch. He moans as I stroke through his tight pants. “Pull it out. I want to fuck your titties.”

I tug at the opening and pull the zipper down
, letting his large cock spring from his pants.

“No underwear,” he states, smiling.

“I see that.”

This man has the most beautiful cock, and I smile as I run my hand up and down its
pulsating
length. Dropping to my knees, I cover the head with a layer of spit,
before squeezing my tits together,
wrapping his huge cock in
a
valley of
flesh
.

Without hesitation Billy begins to pump his hips
back and forth, as he reaches down pulling and twisting on the long nipples of my blue veined covered mounds.

I dribble a long string of saliva through puckered lips, and it drips down onto his cock, still pumping rapidly.

“Oh, Gretchen,” Billy say
s
, panting loudly.
Pressing my breasts tighter over his stroking cock, his body shakes as he begins to
release
.
“Here it cums,” he strains.

His cock is already shooting, as I pull it from my tits, and push it into my mouth. The first
shot
streams
out,
arcing across my face in a thick white strand
.
The second, third, and fourth spill into my mouth, as I
noisily
suck and swallow
the massive load
.

“Bend over,” Billy directs,
pulling the still dripping rod from my mouth, and
pushing me over onto my hands and knees.
Sliding
my skirt up over my ass, Billy tears open my black
nylons, exposing my ass and wet
crotch
.
“Oh yeah.
Look at that pussy.” My body tenses with electricity when his hand slides up the wet slit of my open cunt.

Looking back nervously, I whisper, “Billy, I’m still…”

“What, Baby?” he asks, finding my clit, pressing down firmly.

“Oh God, Billy.
Oh, God,” I pant, trying to catch my breath. “I’m
still
a virgin.”

He smiles, pausing on my clit,
before sliding up to my ass, and circling on my puckered hole, “
Have you done it here
?”

“No,” I coo. I don’t know how to tell him it’s my fantasy to be done
anal
. But, I think my gyrating ass is practically begging him to fuck me.

“I’ll go
slow
,” he whispers, licking his finger and bringing it back to my hole.

“Do it. Do it,” I moan,
pushing
my ass onto the probing di
git.

“Here we go, baby.”

“Oh, God,” I yell, dropping flat onto the floor as he pushes his finger inside. My breath is stole
n away,
as B
illy holds my cheeks open,
as the other explores my no longer virgin ass.
Looking back, I watch Billy smiling as he admires his work, and my body feels like it’s going to orgasm with every stroke of his thick finger.

“Do you like
it
?”

“Oh my God, yes
             
!”
I scream, bucking wildly
.

“
Cum for me,
Gretchen
!
”
Billy commands,
moving his free hand onto my clit. Rubbing and fanning across, the swollen nub, while plunging his finger into my ass, Billy brings me
in
to multiple orgasms.

Still lying flat on the floor with my ass in the air, I feel the heat from the head of Billy’s cock when it pushes into my ass. 
Slowly Billy comes inside of my tight hole, holding me down and coaxing me along, as he stretches my insides.

“Oohhh,” I moan. “I don’t know, Billy. I think it’s too big,” I comment,
wincing
from the pain of the thick intruder.

“Shhhh.
It’ll go. Be still,” he pants, pumping into me with small strokes
.

The pain is so intense; I close my eyes as I clench my teeth trying to bare the pain in an effort to please Billy.

He pulls out his erect cock, and swabs it with some of his saliva.  He strokes it a few times and begins penetrating my anus with much more force.

“
Oh God!
Shit!
”
I wail.

He leans in and plants a soft kiss in the center o
f my back. 
With that he continues to penetrate the hole
, u
ntil his entire dick sits throbbing inside of my ass. He pause
s
, reaching under and grabbing my
swinging
tits, before starting to stroke into me.

With one hand on my clit and the other clawing at the bed, I hunker down as Billy fucks my ass. Long, slow, tender strokes
,
is how it started. Hard and deep,
with
me yelling for mercy
,
as he
sodomized me repeatedly
is how it ended.
Not
before
bringing
me to a pussy squirting orgasm
—
my first and the best ever
.
All the pain that I had felt from the beginning had been replaced with a sweet feeling of pure ecstasy. 

How can this feel so good? 
So
out of this world?

~ ~ ~

“I would have never expected you were a virgin.”

“What! Thanks!” I yell, punching Billy
, as he lays naked on my bed.

“Ohh!
Gut punch!” he groans, recoiling away into the fetal position.

I demand he take it back as I poke
at
his ticklish ribs.

“Nooooo, Stop,” he laughs, “I meant, you’re so pretty, I just figured you would have been with someone special already.”

“Awwwww, that’s so sweet. Come here. I’m sorry.” Billy rolls into me, resting his head on my breasts as I stroke his hair. We lie momentarily in silence before I speak, “This is crazy.”