My mind was racing. This would be the first time I could fuck Jane in my house.
"So, I guess we'll be going to the bedroom now," I said, trying to sound as romantic and deep-voiced as possible.
"Ehh..." Jane said, unsure.
"What? I don't understand," I said, hoping what I fear won't happen.
"Well, our time was just the Hawaiian vacation. I just know that now that we're back in New York, it won't work out and will ruin our friendship."
What I feared DID happen! Shit.
"But I've been in love with you for three years! If it wasn't meant to be it would have died long ago! I don't think that what you're saying is true!" I said, trying to still fight it.
"I just don't think it's meant to be. Sorry Alex, I'll see you later." She picked up her bags from the vacation and walked out.
"Do you want a ride home?" I asked.
"No, I'll just walk. The street lights are here to guide me," she replied.
What the fuck is happening to my life, man?
I started to fall, secluded in a deep depression. I thought that my uttermost dreams were going to come true, but I guess not.
I went deeper and deeper into this docile and volaitile depression until I heard my blackberry ring.
I picked it up and answered it.
"Hello?" I asked.
"It's Jane, are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'll just have to get past the fact that at least 90 percent of all my hopes and dreams were taken away this night."
"Well, if you really thought we had something, well ehh... I'll think about it," she said.
"Okay," I replied. "See you at the Wendys tomorrow night with Dan, Mark, Rob, and Gina."
Shit. This is going to be a long god knows what time period.
I finally managed to carry myself to the bathroom, brush my teeth, do my business, and then carry myself to bed. I woke up in the morning to find that I had slept into the afternoon. I guess I really needed the rest. Within minutes, the harsh reality came back to me.
I slammed my head against the pillow and screamed into it. I soon after went back to sleep. I didn't feel like going to Wendys and seeing the girl who broke my heart. I felt like a sad sap.
I woke up at 9 PM to see Jane sitting at the foot of my bed. I guess she wanted to know why I wasn't at Wendys.
"Oh, you're awake, Alex," said Jane.
"What do you want?" I asked spitefully.
"I wanted to see how you were doing. You sounded pretty low on the phone," she said. "I just came to say that if you want to be a couple again, I'll love it. I couldn't see anything else but you. Even looking in the mirror, I saw your reflection. Man, I feel like a sap."
"I'm ready if you are," I said, cheered up. "But I can't fuck right now, I need to sleep another ridiculous period of time." I smiled.
"Alright, see you tomorrow morning."
I went back to sleep and woke up at 8. I went down to the kitchen to see Jane flipping pancakes. My parents already went to work, so I guess she was hungry after they left.
"Hey handsome," she said. "I have a surprise for ya."
"You mean the pancakes?"
"No, we've all had that before. I have something else to show ya." She led me upstairs to where the guest room was. You would think I would know what she was going to say next.
I went in the room and saw suitcases of stuff. "I moved in!" she said.
"Huh?" I asked, dumbfounded.
"Well, I know true love dawns on us, so I decided to speed up the inevitable."
"You know my parents live here too, right? I'm not sure if they would like that or not."
"I already told them the whole situation. They just said for me to stay on the pill so we wouldn't have any babies. Otherwise, they don't give a shit. So... which bed?"
"Mine. It's bigger than yours, so it could fit two people easier."
"Let's GO!" she yelled, dragging me across the room and putting me in my bed.
I locked the door so my parents if they came home for some reason wouldn't walk in and see the action.
"Ohhh.. yeah." she said seductively. "Cmon, let's do this thang!"
We took off our clothes and I just jumped into the moment. Literally. I slammed my cock into her cunt.
"Yeaaaaassss!" she yelled, quivering. "Yeaaaaasssss!"
Forget the moaning, I have some fucking to do.
I rocked as fast as I could at a steady pace. Man, were we both moaning like mad. This was the most awesome I ever felt.
About 10 minutes in, I knew I was gonna cum.
"I'm gonna- Oh shit," I said as I came. It felt like something burst. "Yes! Yes! Splash, Alex's splooge, SPLASH!"
This was turning me on now more than ever. It has only been two days (how pathetic), and the forbidden juice is already sweeter. Maaaaannnn...
Before I knew it, my head was going South, into her cunt. I licked up her slit and clit like there was no tomorrow. I pretty much drooled.
"YES! YEESSS! YEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSS!" she was yelling. She was so turning me on by now. Maaann...
She was gonna cum any second now. I kept eating her out, and her moans became higher and higher, until the dam burst. A waterfall of pussy juice went into my mouth. It quenched my thirst for cum.
I finally got back into the action. I flipped her over and jammed my cock in her ass. Man, it was much tighter than her pussy. I rocked in and out with my cock, making her coo and squeal and moan all at once. About 20 minutes in, she came again. I didn't catch any of her juice, but she came alright.
Soon, it was my turn to be eaten out. She took my cock and put it in her mouth. She got most, if not all of it in her mouth by deap-throating. She then started sucking and rocking it in and out of her mouth. It made me very horny to see her fucking me for a change. I never knew she was such a good sucker until now, when sex felt so much sweeter. About 15 minutes in this, I came and she swallowed all of it. My cock soon went limp, and she became very tired too.
"We need to stop," I said, panting.
"Yeah."
We soon put on some clothes, she wearing my Concert T-Shirt and some sexy ass shorts that the shirt hung down past, me wearing my Raped By The System T-Shirt and some long shorts.
"Taco Bell?" I asked, hungrily.
"You bet the next fuck!" she yelled.
We ran to the taco bell, had some food, and came back. We just watched a movie. We had enough sex for the day.
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