The Fertility Bundle (2 page)

Steven rolled his eyes and went to fetch her something to drink. The party was still raging hard and nobody had left to go home. The music was up loud and the drinks were flowing.

I made my way through the house, getting an occasional shot poured for me as I walked. I had a pretty serious buzz going, but I had a lot to celebrate. I hadn’t been single in a long time and I was excited about it.

I hung out with my old college buddies for a bit, chatting about old times.

“Who needs a round?” I asked, prepared to run to the fridge for more drinks.

Just about all of my friends raised their hands. I turned and walked to the kitchen, the music growing quiet as the door from the living room closed behind me.

I opened the fridge and started loading up my arms with beers. When I turned around, Jenny was standing in front of me.

“Boo,” she said, smiling.

Admittedly, I was a bit startled.

“Boo to you,” I said. “You want a beer?”

Jenny shook her head and said, “No way. I don’t drink. First off, I’m too young and second, I’m a good girl, Dustin. Didn’t you know that?”

“I guess I didn’t know that. I don’t really know too much about you,” I responded.

I couldn’t help but look at her up and down. Her skin was flawless and the shape of her body was the same way. Every curve she had drove me crazy. I was getting turned on just looking at her.

She rocked back and forth on her feet as she stood, and it almost seemed like she was a little bit nervous. I let my eyes move all the way down her legs and back up to her perfect breasts. She had caught me looking.

“Hey, my eyes are up here, Dustin,” she said, shaking her head at me. She had a little smirk on her face, though, so I knew that she wasn’t actually mad about it.

I set some of the drinks down on the counter and turned around to make myself a cocktail.

“So, tell me about yourself,” I said.

I wasn’t sure exactly what to say to her. I didn’t know if she was attracted to me anyway and I didn’t want to come across as some creepy older guy.

As I mixed my whiskey and coke, I felt her step up close to my side. I smelled her sweet perfume again as she pressed her hip against mine.

“What’s to tell?” she asked. “I graduated from high school a little while ago and I’m off to college in a few weeks on a full ride cheerleading scholarship. Life is easy when you’re pretty like me.”

Did she really just say that? She’s more conceded than I thought,
I said to myself.

I continued mixing my drink, watching the ice clink around the glass.

“That’s awesome, Jenny. Good for you,” I responded.

I felt as her hand landed on my lower back. Then she slid her hand down and pinched me on the ass and said, “Damn, someone likes to work out, don’t they? Maybe you’re not as much of a dork as I thought you were.”

“Just because I was intelligent, doesn’t meant that I was a dork,” I said. “I was no prom king, though, that’s for sure, but I never cared to be.”

She looked up at me like I was an idiot and asked, “Who wouldn’t want to be prom king?”

There was a bit of arrogance to her and it showed in everything that she said. It made me want to dominate her. She needed to be put in her place and shown that the world does not revolve around her.

We looked at each other for a moment and you could feel the energy between us. The electricity in the air was undeniable. I turned so that I was facing her and we locked eyes.

Time stopped and all of a sudden, I wanted to ravage her. I didn’t want to have sensual sex with her, though. I wanted to pound her hard until she came, letting her juices flow out onto my cock. I wanted to rip off the shirt she was wearing and release those perfect tits.

Then I thought about Steven.

What if he found out that I liked his little sister?

He probably would have kicked my ass just to see me standing that close to her.

“You turned out to be a lot more handsome than I thought you were going to,” she said.

Our eyes were still locked and she reached up with both hands, touching my face. Her hands slid over my beard as she got up onto her tiptoes and gave me a deep and wet kiss.

I put my hands on her sides as we kissed. Her tongue lashed at mine and I immediately felt my cock get hard underneath my jeans. I brought my hands down past her side and to her hips, pulling her in close. Her breasts pressed against my chest. I slid one hand up from her hips and started working my way towards her tits. I grazed over one, and I could feel that her nipples were already hard. As soon as I did that, she pulled away from the kiss.

“We can’t do this here,” she said.

I took a second to catch my breath. I was so turned on that I had forgotten what I was doing. It was a good thing nobody came in the kitchen to see it.

I wasn’t going to let the moment end there, though. She was looking so hot and I was craving being inside of her. I had to have her.

“Meet me in my bedroom in 5 minutes,” I demanded.

A big smile came on her face as she responded, “Wow, you’re kind of bossy. I like that.”

You have no fucking idea,
I thought to myself.

She turned and headed out the door, back to the living room.

My heart was beating with excitement as I anticipated what was going to happen in my bedroom.

I grabbed the drinks that I had gathered to bring out to my friends and made my way back out to the party. When I walked out, I noticed Steven taking shots with a group of his buddies. He was getting drunk, which meant he was getting loud. He was usually a pretty fun drunk, but sometimes he got out of hand.

I delivered the drinks to my friends. All of them were trying to talk to me, but I just couldn’t get my mind off of Jenny. I glanced at the clock. It had only been a couple of minutes.

I looked around the house to see if I could spot her, but she was nowhere in sight.

Maybe she’s already upstairs,
I thought.

I started to imagine what it was going to be like with her. I couldn’t wait to get my hands all over her body and let her do the same to me. It had been at least a couple of weeks since I had had sex and I felt like I was about to explode.

“Hey, man, what’s on your mind?” Clayton asked. “You seem like you’re in your own little world.”

For a moment, I had forgotten that I was standing with them. I got lost in my imagination, which was filled with thoughts of Jenny.

“Oh, no, I’m fine. Maybe a little bit tired,” I responded. “I think I’m going to head to bed. I have a lot to do tomorrow anyway.”

Clayton shook his head with disappointment.

“One more shot!” he yelled out.

I laughed and said, “Okay, bud, one more.”

We took the shot. The harsh taste of whiskey lingered in my mouth as I made my way through the crowd and to the base of the stairs. Steven was still hanging out with the same circle of people and it looked like they were about to start playing some cards.

I decided not to say goodnight to them and instead just headed upstairs to my bedroom. I knew that if I went over to where they were, they would convince me to hang out. I didn’t have time for that, though. I had a date.

***

I
made my way down the hall, towards my bedroom. I couldn’t wait to kiss her again.

I opened my bedroom door and stepped inside. The lights were off, so I couldn’t really see anything. I went over to the bed and crawled on top. There was nobody there.

“Jenny?” I whispered in the dark.

No response.

I got up and turned on the light to find the room empty. She wasn’t there. I was completely disappointed. I shook my head and turned to leave.

I knew it was too good to be true,
I said to myself.

I clicked off the light and headed back into the hallway to enjoy the party. I really felt like drinking at that point, since there wasn’t anything else that was going to happen.

As I left the room, I noticed that Steven’s door was open a crack. There was a soft light coming from the inside.

That’s weird,
I thought.
He never leaves that open.

I strolled over to investigate. I walked into his bedroom and turned the corner to see Jenny laying on his bed. She was wearing only her underwear. It was white lace and on either side of her panties, there were lace bows, tied perfectly. Her smooth skin reflected the light from the nightlight in the corner. It accentuated her perfect curves and toned stomach. She looked better than I could have ever imagined.

“You know this is your brother’s room, right?” I asked.

She started to sit up and then laughed, “What? No way! I guess I just assumed it was yours because Steven isn’t usually this neat and tidy.”

I could feel the blood pump fast into my dick, making it hard. I wanted her right then and didn’t want to wait one more second. Luckily, I didn’t have to.

“Fuck it,” she said, with a devilish smile on her face. “Let’s make it interesting and have some fun in Steven’s room. Besides, he’s drunk and partying. It’s not like he’s going to be up here any time soon.”

I paused for a second and considered the possible consequences if Steven were to walk in on us.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

She sat up in the bed, looking annoyed. Her tits pushed hard on the lace bra and underneath them, I could make out the outline of her hard nipples.

“Are you seriously that big of a pussy? Are you going to fuck me or not?” she asked.

The girl had a point. She was in her panties in front of me, practically begging me to fuck her.

Fuck it. If Steven sees it, then oh well. He’ll get over it. We’ve been friends our whole lives,
I thought.

“Yeah, I’m going to fuck you. How about you quit talking so much?” I said, as I approached the bed, closing the gap between us quickly.

I grabbed both of her wrists and put her hands over her head. She arched her back, forcing her breasts into my face. The smell of her fruity perfume was strong and turned me on even more. I held her hands over her head with one hand and started fondling her tits with the other. Her bra was still on, but I could feel her nipples underneath.

I pulled her bra down, exposing her perky breasts. I started licking her puffy pink nipples and they immediately got hard.

She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss. As we kissed, she thrust her hips forward, grinding her crotch against the bulge in my jeans. I grinded back, causing her to moan softly.

I pulled back away from the kiss and sat up. I quickly unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it to the floor.

“Wow,” she said, as she ran her fingers over my chest and abs. “You’re hot.”

I grabbed her wrists again and put them back over her head.

“Who said you could move your hands?” I asked. “Don’t make me tie you up.”

She smiled and bit her bottom lip. I could tell that she liked it when I dominated her.

I lifted her legs up, putting my head between her knees. Kissing the inside of her thighs, I made my way towards her panties, inch by inch. Her skin was perfectly smooth and flawless, and my lips grazed easily over it.

I brought my lips to her panties and licked the outside of them. My tongue danced between the cloth and her skin. She was so horny that her panties were already damp.

“You’re a little turned on, aren’t you?” I asked, smiling up at her.

She started to bring her hands down from over her head, but then thought twice and kept them where they were.

“Oh fuck, just eat me out, Dustin,” she begged.

I pulled her panties to the side, exposing her perfectly shaved little pussy. She was so wet that it shined and I immediately brought my face down and started licking her clit.

“Oh, god yes,” she said.

I had my hands on the outside of her hips as I ate her. I let my tongue slide up and down her opening and in circles around her clit. She was getting so wet and I was getting so turned on. I felt like my cock was about to rip out of my jeans.

I slid two of my fingers inside of her and continued licking. My fingers didn’t slide in as easily as I thought they would and it became clear just how tight she was.

I was done fooling around, though, and I wanted to fuck her. I didn’t know how much time I had before Steven would be upstairs and walking in on us.

I stood up and unbuckled my belt. I then unzipped my jeans and let them drop to the floor. Then I pulled down my boxers, letting out my throbbing cock.

I looked over at Jenny, laying there on the bed. Her panties were still pulled to the side and her legs spread open. She still had her hands over her head and there was a horny little smirk on her face.

Fuck,
I thought.
She’s gorgeous.

Without me even having to tell her, she sat up on the bed and grabbed my cock, bringing it to her lips. She licked the tip of it a few times and then opened her mouth, letting it slide in.

My eyes rolled back in my head. I had been waiting all night for that.

As she sucked, she brought her hands to my balls and fondled them with her fingers. I looked down and noticed that she was fingering her pussy with her other hand at the same time.

A smile came on my face as I watched her.

I grabbed the back of her head, and pushed my dick deep into her throat. She wasn’t expecting it and gagged a bit. She pulled her face away for a second and then put it back in her mouth. I forced deep again, but this time she took it and smiled up at me.

“Lay back on the bed,” I demanded.

She laid down on her back and I grabbed her panties, sliding them down her legs and tossing them to the floor.

I climbed up on the bed and brought the tip of my dick to her wet opening. I was about to plunge it inside of her, when she brought her hands to my hips, stopping me.

“Wait!” she said. “There’s something I haven’t told you.”

Fuck,
I thought.

“I’m a virgin,” she said. “I want this so bad right now, though. You just have to go slow.”

I didn’t think that my cock could get any harder, but it did. It turned out she was quite a bit more innocent than I had thought.