Episode 6 – Between the Sheets

In the cramped little bedroom, I stand by the bed feeling like a total moron…scared to, like, strip and make Azalea think I’m a total perv.

She’s already down to her undies. Climbs on the bed…studies me. “Gus, it’s boiling in here. Are you gonna sleep with your clothes on?”

“Uh…no,” I say…sort of dazed. Eyes riveted to her vast ebony breasts. They’re definitely not flabby like I expected…no cracks or creases. Just bulging beautiful flesh…and the biggest nipples in history. The spectacle totally grabs me, and I can’t get out of my clothes fast enough. In no time, I’m down to my boxers and it’s obvious I’m seriously interested.

“A Mets fan, huh?’ She asks, staring at my embarrassing logo underpants. I’m speechless. It was my only clean pair.

She leaves her underwear on, so I do too…disappointed, yet relieved. She nods next to her. “Come on. Let’s get comfy.”

I get on the bed and lie motionless, like a body in a coffin.

“Close your eyes.”

I lift my head. “What are you gonna do?” I’m feeling vulnerable and hyper…like expecting cold ice cubes on my belly.

“Do it,” she says softly. “Trust me.”

So I do as I’m told, but am tense…clenching my teeth.

“Damn, Gus! Relax!” She cries. “I’m not gonna cut your throat or anything.”

I try, but my senses are, like, on high alert. Imagine it’s a joke or something and she’s going to tickle me all over.

Instead, magic happens. Her soft lips touch mine and it feels amazing. She nibbles my lips, slides her tongue around…and mine meets hers.

“Hmmm,” she says like it’s something delicious. I’m enslaved…want to lie there the rest of my life. Feelings are surging through me…overwhelming me, and I’m only conscious of her lips, and the serious ache between my legs…and it’s not like I’m in bed, but floating in the air…free of worldly shit.

Her lips move to my ear. She whispers, “somebody’s having a good time.”

Then…all of a sudden…oh shit! Squirm away in a panic. I’m tensing…afraid what’s gonna happen. “Wait, wait!” I cry. “Let me rest a second!’
Jump up, waiting for my boner to ease up. Pace back and forth. “Holy shit!”

She laughs. “Gus, whatsa matter? Doesn’t it feel good?”

“Yeah!” I gasp, “too good!” I’m all hot…sweating like a fucking pig. Yank down my waistband so the air cools my bone. Dawns on me she can see everything and wonder what she thinks. Figure I look like a total fucking geek!!!

She smiles and shakes her head. “You’re full of surprises. I’m impressed.”

Is she serious? “Really?”

“Yes, really. You’re big.”

“Thanks!” I say breathlessly…s-o-o-o glad she’s ignoring my Chipmunk cheeks, buck teeth, and the deep fucking dimple on my chin.

To be continued…Read next episode!