Matthew

The very first time I saw her I knew I had to have her.
It wasn’t love at first sight, so don’t kid yourselves. No, it was lust and I had never lusted after someone so bad until her. God damnit, she was so fucking attractive it was nearly inhuman.
The lyrics to Sir Mix-a-Lot’s Baby Got Back were one of the very first things that popped into my mind when I saw her. She was thin, but had the greatest set of tits and an ass that would make most boys cry. Her lips were pink and pouty and as she introduced herself I couldn’t help but wonder how they would feel wrapped around my dick.

“I’m Parker,” she told me. She eyed me up and down as she spoke and I instantly knew that I had a chance with her.

“Matt,” I grinned at her, showing off my dimples. Chicks digged them for some reason and so I always used them to my advantage.

She bit her lip and I nearly blew my load in my jeans right there in her driveway. “So, are you new around here?” I asked her, trying to keep my voice calm and my boner under control.

Parker nodded looking around her yard and driveway. “Yeah, I just moved here with my parents and brother.”

I nodded. I didn’t really care if she had lived here her whole god damn life or not. All I could think about was shoving her head in a pillow as I took her from behind but I knew I had to pace this conversation if I wanted that to actually happen.

Focus, Matthew.

I held a conversation with her easily enough without screwing it up and a few minutes later I had her number scribbled down on my hand. I left with a verbal promise to keep in touch, and a silent promise to not keep touching to a minimum the next time I saw her.

I knew masturbation wasn’t going to help, I needed something more than a bottle of lotion and my hand to fully satisfy me this time around. Instead of going home I took a few extra turns and arrived to Vanessa’s house.

Vanessa has been my girlfriend for almost two years. I loved her. She was beautiful and caring, she supported my new found band and liked my friends. She was great…just not so great in bed. I’ve tried to teach her things, I’ve tried to coach her, but she hasn’t improved much since I took her virginity. I was a bit of a sex-a-holic by some standards. I loved sex more than I loved most things, it was amazing. Having such energy build up inside of you and explode was the most amazing feeling on the planet. I don’t think anything would ever top that feeling; not love, not joy; not success, nothing would feel as great as an orgasm.

Vanessa didn’t understand that though; she didn’t understand any of it. I’ve given her my all, I’ve made her cum over and over and over again and she still didn’t crave the passion like I did. She never initiated sex, she never begged for it. At least she never said no.

I knock on the front door of her parents’ house. Her dad answers immediately and gives me a warm smile. “Matt, buddy! How are you doing?”

I nod as he leads me indoors. “Great, Mr. Jackson.” I tell him. I leave out the part about the hot brunette I had just met and that I’ve come to fuck his daughter to get my mind off her.

“Oh, now Matt I think we’ve known each other long enough. Call me Cody!” Mr. Jackson tells me.

“Okay,” I tell him even though I know I won’t call him that. It seemed weird, off. “Vanessa asked me to come over and help her with her homework, so…”

Mr. Jackson nodded. “Oh, of course!”

I begin to climb the stairs and adjust myself through my pants as I enter Vanessa’s room. She’s laying on her stomach with earphones in her ears and drumming her pencil lightly against a notepad she’s supposed to be working in. Vanessa doesn’t hear me creep in. Her skirt is pushed up her thighs and if it was an inch higher, her butt cheeks would be poking out. My dick twitched and I quietly shut and locked the door.

Vanessa turns around as soon as she feels the weight of my knee press into the bed. “Matt, what are y…” She starts but I interrupt her by running my hand up her calf, past the bend of her knee, up her thigh and softly squeeze her right butt cheek.

I slowly climb on top of her, she’s still on her stomach, but I snake my hand around her chest and gently squeeze her breast. “Spread your legs,” I demand.

“My parents are downstairs,” she protests. I rolled my eyes, I didn’t care if the Queen of England was down stairs. I needed to fuck someone.

I growled in her ear as I forced my hand between her legs, forcing them apart. Vanessa let out a small moan as I began to massage her through her thin cotton panties. “I want you, Vanessa. Right now.”

She nods and twists her body beneath me. I greedily take her mouth into mine and she kisses back. I’m grinding my hips into hers when there’s a knock on the door followed by a jiggle of the doorknob. Vanessa pushes me off her with so much force I nearly fall into the floor.

“Vanessa, you know this door is to remain unlocked when Matt is here.” Mrs. Jacksons voice calls from the other side.

Vanessa is out of the bed and to the door before her mother even finishes her sentence. “Sorry, mom,” Vanessa says as she opens the door. “Must have hit the lock by accident.”

Mrs. Jackson nods but I don’t think she believes her. She walks off without another word and I groan knowing there’s no way Vanessa will have sex with me now.

“Sorry, babe.” She smiles turning around to me. She sits down on the bed and kisses me softly on the cheek. “Want to help me with my history homework?”

The task doesn’t sound appealing at all. “Sorry. I forgot my mom needed me home today.” I tell her. It’s a lie, but there’s too much blood circulating in my dick and not my brain to come up with a viable excuse of why I couldn’t stick around.

“Oh,” she said, looking down at her hands. I felt bad.

“I’ll come by later tonight though,” I tell her. She nods and kisses me on my lips before I get off bed.

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A few hours later and I’m at Parker’s house again. I couldn’t get her body off my mind, and as I ring her door bell I push the thoughts from Vanessa from my mind. What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her, right?

“Matt,” Parker greets with a confused expression. “What are you doing here?”

I shrug. “I wanted to see if you wanted to grab some pizza?”

She looks behind her and I can hear distant voices of an older couple arguing. “Sure, just let me grab some shoes and my wallet.” She tells me and then disappears from behind the door for a brief few moments before she reappears. Fuck, she was still wearing those short shorts and tank top.

We take my car to a pizza place near my house. My plan was to buy her pizza and then to repay me she asks to touch my penis in the car and then we drive back to my house and have the time of our lives.

Okay, it’s probably not going to happen exactly like that, but god damnit it’s going to happen. No one can deny the Matt Sanders charm.

Parker talks a lot while we eat the pizza and I try to keep my focus on the conversation but my mind keeps traveling to the way she wraps her lips around the straw in her cup and the way her breasts heave when she takes a breath. I have the undeniable urge to leave my mark against her collarbone, her neck, her shoulder.

I pay for the check as soon as our server drops it on the table. Parker either doesn’t notice my rush or doesn’t care, and she smiles as she exits the building with me.

“Thanks for dinner,” she tells me. “We were all supposed to go out tonight, but…well, it didn’t happen. My parents fight a lot; you know?”

I nod, I figured that’s who was arguing when I picked her up. I got an idea, suddenly and it took all I had not to clap myself on the back. “Hey, if you don’t want to go home right now you’re more than welcome to come to my house. My parents always work late so they won’t be back for a while. We could watch a movie, or something.” And by something I meant rough sex.

She arched a brow at me and for a moment I wondered if she got my drift. She agreed whether she did or not and I could hardly contain my excitement as I drove us in the direction of my house. I wasn’t sure how to proceed, I didn’t want to scare her off but I had a feeling she wouldn’t make the first move. Most chicks didn’t, they were too intimidated or something. Parker was one of the hardest women to read, and so when we got out of the car and she kissed me before we even got to the front door, I was completely taken back.

But fuck, she was such a good kisser.

Spencer’s tongue glided against mu lower lip and then she brought my lip between her teeth, nibbling slightly. I fumbled with the lock and doorknob without breaking away from her, and when I finally got it open I picked her up and smiled when she wrapped her legs around my waist. I knew she could feel how hard my dick was under my jeans, and I didn’t give a fuck.

I climbed the stairs easily with her around me and reminded myself to be grateful about leg day at the gym instead of dreading it. I reached my bedroom and tossed her gently on the bed before ripping my shirt from my body. I crawled on top of her, connecting my mouth with random pieces of skin until I finally reached her lips again.

She wasted no time finding the button to my jeans but I pulled her hands away before she could start tugging my pants from my hips. “Patience,” I mumble before pulling her up and pulling her shirt from her body. Her breasts were perfect and perky. I took one of her nipples into my mouth as I gently massaged the other between my fingers.

A soft moan escaped Parker’s lips and I felt my jeans get a little bit tighter. I slowly slid my hand from her breast, down her smooth stomach and against her itty bitty shorts. They were too tight for me to get my hand between the fabric and her skin, so instead I massaged her though her shorts as I flicked my tongue back and forth against her hardened nipple.

Parker begins to grind herself into my hand and soon she’s shoving her shorts down with her hand and I don’t stop her. Her panties slide off with her shorts and my heart skips a beat when my hand comes into contact with her hot, smooth pussy.

I slip my middle finger between her lips and find her clit. I rub it gently, teasingly and every time Parker attempts to grind against me I stop. I need her to want me as bad as I want her. I slowly move my lips from her breast and as I kiss and flick my tongue down her body I slow enter a finger inside her.

Holy shit. She’s so fucking wet and tight.

I can hardly contain myself as I slide my finger in and out of her, and as my mouth connects with her clit, I enter another finger. I’m rewarded with a moan as Parker tangled her fingers in my hair.

“Fuck,” she sighs.

I flick my tongue, suck and slightly nibble at her clit. She tightens her thighs around my head and just as I feel she’s about to cum, I stop what I’m doing.

“Please,” she begs. Her blue eyes pierce mine and I smirk at her before returning my mouth to her vagina. She gasps in pleasure and after a moment, she’s awarded with an orgasm.
Her body shakes from beneath me and while she rides out the orgasm I continue to pleasure her. Finally, she sits up and kisses me deeply. I return the kiss, and when she breaks apart from me she takes my fingers that were just inside her into her mouth. She sucks on my fingers for a couple of long moments while staring into my eyes, and as much as I would love to feel her perfect lips around my cock I knew I wouldn’t last long.

My dick can’t take it any longer and I pull my fingers from her lips and pull my pants and boxers down my hips. I push her back down on the bed when she reaches for my dick and spread her legs wide open.

I get in between her, and position myself before slowly pushing myself into her. Parker’s eyes roll to the back of her head as she grips the sheets and utters a curse word I can’t fully comprehend due to my own pleasure. I have to seriously focus not cumming on the first stroke as I pull out of her and fill her once again.

I start my pace off slow, concentrating on the way she feels around me. Then, I pick up the speed. I wrap my hand around Parkers throat and she bites her lip as she wraps her hand around my wrists.

Jesus fucking Christ, this girl was perfect. Vanessa never let me wrap my hand around her through, she was too afraid I was going to actually choke and kill her.

My other hand finds her breasts and I squeeze it as I thrust in and out of her. “Fuck,” I moan, closing my eyes. My balls were begging to be emptied but I couldn’t, not yet. I moved my hand away from Parkers throat and nuzzled my face into her neck. My teeth found her flesh and I couldn’t help but nibble, to bit her collar bone, her shoulder and neck.

Parker was getting close to cumming a second time and as much as I would have loved to tease her I couldn’t. I couldn’t handle it anymore. She tightens around me and the moans loudly out of pleasure, scraping her nails down my bare back.

As soon as she was finished, I pulled out of her and pulled her up into a sitting position but her hair. I shoved my dick into her mouth and was relieved when she began sucking without missing a beat. Her lips and mouth was everything I imagined it to be. I gripped the back of her head and slid my cock down her throat as I came, sending the liquid straight down her throat. After I had emptied I pulled myself out of her and she gasped for air and then fell back onto the bed with a huge smile on her face, breathing heavily.

I, too, was ready to fall back on the bed and relax but my perfect moment was interrupted. “Matt…”

I turn around and feel a pain in my heart when I recognize Vanessa standing in my bedroom doorway. She has tears on her cheeks, and I don’t know how long she has been standing there but it didn’t matter.

“Baby…” I started, but honestly I didn’t know what to say to her.

“I thought you…you said your mom...I…” She wiped her face. “How could you?”

“It just happened,” I lied. It was planned.

Vanessa didn’t answer right away. “I just caught you cheating on me and all you have to say is it just happened?”

“No, I…” Before I can finish, Vanessa is gone. I don’t know if I should run after her, I don’t know what I would say if I did. Sex with Parker was extraordinary. I loved Vanessa but I had to fuck Parker again. One time just wasn’t enough.

“You have a girlfriend?” Parker breaks the silence.

I turn to her and realize she is pulling her shorts back on and has her shirt in her hands. “Parker…” I start, but again I don’t know what to say.

She pulls her shirt over her head. “Don’t fucking talk to me ever again.” She walks out of the room and I fall back onto the bed. One time wasn’t enough but it looked like it was going to have to be.

Notes

I'm posting this without proofreading because it's almost three in the morning and I'm exhausted but want this out before tomorrow so i can focus on my other stories then! Sorry for any mistakes, I'll correct them later. I promise.

A new story idea that popped into my head this morning! I don't know if I"m going to keep it or not, so let me know if you guys like it. It will not be all about sex, there will be romance and drama and all that stuff. It's not just sex and it's not just sex with a plot. I don't know exactly where I might go with it though, so we shall see.

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Title credit: Panic! at the Disco "Victorious" (I tweaked the line a little)