Little White Lies Ch. 01

She winked and turned then, hopping into the car after a quick hug from Jessie.

"See you," Donna said.

"Bye!" Jessie called excitedly.

Shutting the door behind her, she practically dragged him to his room.

"I'm so glad she's coming out of her shell," she said. "She's so pretty too, isn't she!"

Dexter smiled and nodded. "She's a knockout, babe."

Jessie smiled happily and sat on his bed. "Did you guys talk about me while I was inside making drinks?"

He smiled and grinned knowingly.

*****

Jessie

Jessie smiled and slid closer to him. "What did you talk about?" she asked, sliding off the bed and standing in front of him.

He smirked and shook his head. "It was a private conversation," he said, laying back onto his pillows.

She raised an eyebrow and adopted a seductive pose, cocking one hip and letting her hair hang down in front of her face. Tossing it over her head, she lifted her hands up and cupped both of her breasts, squeezing them gently.

"You sure you don't wanna tell me?" she asked.

He smiled and shook his head.

Reaching back as she raised an eyebrow, she slipped the bow apart and let the bikini hang free for a second, the cups slipping off her breasts. His eyes immediately went to her chest and she grinned.

"Was it about how sexy she looked?" she asked, reaching up and pulling slowly at the string around her neck. It slid loose and the rest of the bikini top fell away.

He smiled happily, his eyes locked on her orbs. She lifted slightly up on the balls of her feet and then slid back down suddenly on her heels, bouncing and sending her breasts jiggling enticingly.

"God," he groaned.

She giggled. "Was it?" she asked.

He shook his head and muttered, "Nope."

She sighed and paused playfully for a moment, chewing at her lip. Then, she began to slide her bikini bottoms down as she bent over, keeping her legs straight, seductively.

He groaned audibly and drank in her form.

"God you're like... the definition of sexy," he said.

She smiled, stepping out of her bikini.

"You sure you don't want to tell me what you were talking about?" she asked, reaching down and stroking a single finger upwards across her pussy.

He smiled and shrugged. "You might have to convince me."

She raised an eyebrow at that and shook her head. "You aren't using your mouth to speak, I guess I have to put it to work," she said, kneeling on the bed.

He grinned and scooted down, reaching for her. She shook a single finger at him.

"You lay still," she said, grinning down at him. "You aren't talking so you don't get to be in charge."

He smirked at her, but continued to move until he was laying flat on his mattress.

She smiled then, and moved up to straddle his waist. His swim trunks were mostly dry as she straddled them, her pussy nestling against his obvious erection.

Chuckling, he started to reach for her breasts, but she shook her head and finger at him.

"No!" she said, gently slapping his face. "I'm in charge!"

He smirked and stared at her. She loved the way he was looking at her, his eyes devouring her body. It was like he was unable to tear his eyes way, and it was making her very wet.

She raised up on her knees and scooted forwards, inch by inch. "Still not gonna talk?" she asked, her pussy perched above his chin.

He chuckled and shook his head slightly. "My lips are sealed," he said.

"Not anymore," she quipped, and leaned her hips forwards. His warm tongue split her folds causing her to sigh in pleasure as he began to lick.

"Good boy," she said, smiling. He winked up at her as he began to lick.

He was a little bit on the beginner side, but it was definitely something she could work with. "Slow down," she said, slapping him lightly on the forehead.

He raised an eyebrow playfully at her, but did as she asked.

"Oh yeah," she groaned, gyrating involuntarily against him. His tongue pushed into her briefly before sliding up and down her slit. She giggled and adjusted so that he could hit her clitoris.

"Now move your tongue against that fleshy nub right there," she said.

He nodded, his tongue moving up her slit until he hit her clitoris, sending her mind reeling and her body shaking.

"Oh fuck!" she said, gyrating harder against him.

He smiled up at her as she reached up and pulled at her nipples.

She heard something in the hallway, and glanced backwards. Dex's eyes were closed, and he didn't see her move or hear anything, since her legs were clamped down on either side of his face. She didn't see anything and turned back around, her boyfriend's tongue rubbing hard against her clit.

She smiled at his amateurish method of eating her, still thoroughly enjoying herself. She pulled hard on her nipples, enjoying the brief amount of pain followed by a jolt of pleasure that shot from her chest directly to her pussy, causing it to thrum with pleasure

"Good, baby," she said, reaching down to stroke his hair. "You're gonna make me cum."

He tried to say something, but she swatted him on the head. "Shush, keep licking," she said playfully.

She began to feel the familiar feeling of an orgasm building. "Don't stop, baby," she said, as she noticed movement out of the corner of her eye.

She glanced back and saw a head pull back from the door. Snickering, she looked back down, figuring that it was probably just his dad. The thought of someone seeing her doing this didn't bother her in the least. She'd always been an exhibitionist.

Her pussy convulsed then as her orgasm peaked, and she secretly hoped that whoever was in the hall was enjoying what they were seeing.

"Fuck," she cried out, her muscles tightening. She pulled roughly at her nipples again as she gyrated against his chin again. Waves of pleasure washed across her and she leaned forwards, reaching out and putting a hand on his headboard.

Finally, she slid off of him and onto his bed, panting.

He stood and reached over for a discarded shirt to wipe his face. She giggled and pulled him back into bed a few seconds later and kissed him.

"You don't have to clean yourself up for me, baby," she said. "It's my gooeyness, I don't mind it."

He smiled. "Noted," he said. "Did you enjoy that?"

She smiled and nodded. "You did very good. Were my directions okay?" she asked.

He nodded. "I'm kinda new at that," he said. "I'm glad you told me what to do."

She winked and kissed him. "Want me to suck your cock now?" she asked.

He smiled. "Is that a trick question?" he asked.

She giggled and sat up. Glancing at the doorway, she snickered as she noticed a shadow on the floor of whoever was trying to hide just outside.

She grabbed Dex's hand and pulled, having him lay with his head facing away from the door. Grinning, he smiled and looked down as she looked up at him smolderingly.

Smiling, back down at her, he laced his arms under his head watched her.

"What did you guys talk about," she asked, reaching up and pulling at his swim trunks.

He chuckled. "Nothing special," he said.

She scowled at him playfully and shook her head. "You better tell me," she said, pulling the trunks past his knees. His cock was erect and she stared up at it, briefly losing her train of thought. It was large, and while it wasn't the biggest she'd seen or had her lips on, it was certainly bigger than most in her experience. She knew that her man had nothing to be ashamed about.

Reaching up, she ran a single finger along the shaft, causing it to jump.

"Close your eyes," she said, smiling.

He smiled and laid his head back.

Kneeling beside the bed, she leaned forwards and gently pressed her lips against the head of his cock. Slowly, she parted her lips, trying to control her barely contained excitement to be doing her favorite activity, and slid them over his bulbous cock-head.

"God," he groaned.

Glancing to the door, she saw a head slowly peek around the edge and then dart back. Slowly, she lowered her lips down his shaft and down, groaning as excitement washed over her. Rolling her tongue over the head, she kept her eyes on the door. Sure enough, the mystery person peered around again.

Catching his eyes, she winked and looked back at Dexter's cock.

"What did you talk about?" she asked again.

He smiled and then groaned as she took his cock in her mouth again, sliding her lips down his shaft and sucking. A moan involuntarily escaped her lips.

"Fuck," he said. "She threatened to rip my cock off if I hurt you," he admitted.

She giggled. "She's a little protective of me."

Glancing towards the door, she saw that Dexter's dad was a little more comfortable, and had his entire head around the door watching.

"You like this?" she asked, looking at the man in the doorway.

Dexter grinned. "Hell yes," he said.

Her voyeur smiled and nodded as well, and she winked. Her lips sliding down Dexter's cock again, she began to slowly stroke with one hand, pumping up and down. Breaking her lock for a second she looked up at Dexter, still stroking. Grinning, she glanced at the door again before sliding his cock into her mouth again.

She'd always enjoyed swallowing, feeling the warm gooey cum slide down her throat. She supposed that made her a little slutty, or perhaps made snotty people look down on her, but she really didn't care. Her favorite sexual act was to suck a nice hard cock and swallow it's cum. She absolutely loved it.

There was something about having power over a man when his cock was in your mouth. It made her feel so womanly, so empowered. The gift of his cum slowly sliding down her throat was just an added bonus. Sometimes, she honestly craved it.

Looking up, she smiled as Dexter's dad continued to watch what was happening. She winked again and continued stroking, her fist sliding up and down his shaft, her saliva sliding between her fingers and coating the shaft.

"Do you want me to swallow your cum, baby?" she asked. A wet shlick shlick noise filled the room. "I'll bet you can't wait for me to swallow that yummy cum. I can't wait for it to slide down my throat, baby. I love the way your sweet cum makes me feel."

He groaned, obviously getting close. She leaned forwards, sensing his impending eruption, and locked her lips around his fat cock-head. Whimpering in pleasure, she stroked with her free hand and bobbed shortly up and down for a few seconds, her cheeks pulling in as she sucked.

Dexter's cock-head expanded in her mouth and then she was finally rewarded with a burst of warm, yummy cum. She moaned in pleasure as another hit her tongue, quickly swallowing so she could be ready for the next. Stroking swiftly up and down, she sucked again as another burst filled her mouth. She looked up at Dexter, and then over at the doorway, seeing that the form outside the door was finally gone.

Grinning, she swallowed audibly. Dexter finally stopped cumming into her mouth, and she lovingly spent a minute slurping and sucking any remaining cum she could find from his shaft and cock-head.

Smiling, he rose up on his elbows and looked down. Jessie looked into his eyes, still licking her lips. She pressed her lips to the tip of his cock and kissed it, relishing the feeling of the sticky, warm flesh on them. She hoped she got to do it a lot more in the future.

"Wow," he said. "That was fucking incredible!"

She giggled and snuggled up to him.

"If you still have an erection when you take me home, I might just have to give you another one," she said.

He smiled.

"I think I mentioned before how much I love sucking cock," she said. "It's in your best interest to make sure that I can."

He grinned. "You can suck me off whenever your little heart desires."

She giggled and snuggled up closer.

*****

Dexter

"God, this has been an awesome day," he said.

She giggled and snuggled up to him. He loved the way she fit in his grasp so easily. She just felt... right.

She patted him on the chest and the looked up at him. "I had a really good time today."

He smiled and nodded. "It's been a really good day."

Looking at him knowingly, she laid her chin on his chest and smirked. "I think you enjoyed getting a blowjob and getting to ogle two sexy college girls," she said.

He shrugged. "Of course I did, but I also loved being able to give you an orgasm. It's not just about me."

"Aww," she said, making a cutesy face at him.

He rolled his eyes. "Does that mean you're ready to go home?" he asked.

She frowned and shook her head. "I don't wanna leave," she said. "I kind of feel like you're too good to be true."

He chuckled. "I'm the one that should be saying that. I feel like if I let you leave, I'll wake up from this incredible dream."

She smiled sweetly.

Turning, he ran a hand through her hair. "I know it sounds really cheesy, but I wanted to ask you something."

She smiled. "Yeah?" she asked, her eyes focusing on him.

He nodded, quiet for a moment. Then, brushing another hair back behind her ear, "Would you be my girlfriend?"

She made an adorable face again and said, "Awww!" She kissed him again quickly. "I thought I already was, baby."

He grinned widely at her, his heart beating fast. "I just... I really like you and I don't want to screw this up, you know?"

"Aww, baby," she said. "I'm not going anywhere." She ran a single finger down his chest. "Unless you stop letting me suck that gorgeous cock of yours, that is."

He smiled even wider and laughed. "Well, that's not happening!"

She giggled and glanced down. He was still semi-hard and she looked back up at him excitedly.

"Can I, can I, can I?" she asked, giggling happily.

He chuckled and shrugged. "Always," he said.

Laughing, she sat up and thwapped his cock one time before she slid out of bed and started to pull her clothes back on.

He smirked and stood, finding some clothes of his own. As they drove home, she slid over next to him and pulled his cock out, her hand stroking him slowly.

"I should probably tell you, I think your dad was spying on us," she said.

He sighed. "Dammit," he swore. "I'm so sorry baby."

She shrugged. "I'm a total exhibitionist. I didn't mind. I just don't want to keep any secrets from you."

He looked down at her curiously. "It didn't bother you?" he asked.

She giggled and shook her head. "Nope. It was actually a turn-on for me."

"Really?" he asked.

"Really," she replied, giggling.

"Still," he replied. "I'm sorry about him. He's... probably lonely."

"He's not seeing anyone?" she asked.

Dexter shook his head. "No," he said. "He hasn't been with anyone since my mom passed away."

She frowned. "Oh, baby, I'm sorry," she said.

He shrugged. "I was a kid," he said. "It's okay."

She frowned and must have felt a little awkward stroking his cock while he mentioned his dead mother, so she stopped and put him away.

"Sorry," he said. "I kinda killed the mood."

She smiled and shrugged. "It's not your fault."

He pulled into the parking lot of her apartment a little later and pulled her face towards his for a kiss. Sighing happily, she nuzzled his chest with her face and inhaled deeply.

"When can I see you again?" he asked, drawing a smile from her.

"I've got to study for my finals at some point," she said. He nodded.

"Me too. Maybe we can grab lunch or something during the week?" he asked.

She smiled. "That sounds wonderful. Then you can also come over every evening and let me suck your cock."

He laughed. "Well, I didn't know if you wanted to play it cool and keep things simmering between us, you know?"

She giggled as they slowly walked up the steps. "You never know what kind of mischief I could get into if you deny me my new favorite toy," she said, turning backwards and licking her lips as she glanced at his crotch suggestively.

"How the hell are you single?" he asked, grinning.

She cocked her head to the side sexily and looked at him quietly for a second. "Well, I'm not anymore, am I?"

He smiled and pulled her close, kissing her and then letting her turn and walk up the stairs.

"I had a great time," he said, kissing her another time at her door. She smiled and slid into his arms, snuggling up against him again. He loved how she always seemed to emanate warmth, and how soft her skin was.

She pulled back and kissed him a final time.

"I might need you to come over and let me suck your cock tomorrow so I can concentrate on studying," she said, frowning at him.

He chuckled. "I think I can handle that," he said.

She grinned widely and waved a few fingers. "Good night," she whispered.

"Good night, beautiful," he said.

She rolled her eyes and blew him a kiss as she shut the door.

Two months later...

Dexter had been seeing Jessie for a little over two months, and in all that time, she'd never stopped wanting to suck him off, or even really slow down. From the first night they had went out, she seemed to really enjoy having his cock in her mouth. She had, in fact, asked him to come over that next day after they swam at his house so she could suck him off on one of her study breaks. Afterwards, she'd practically shoved him out the door with a thank you and a kiss.

He'd been a little taken aback but she later confirmed that she really did just want to suck his cock. She said that she loved to make him happy and swallowing a load of his cum was her favorite way to do that. She said that she really couldn't concentrate because she was so happy that she'd met him and she was worried that he was sitting at home needing to cum. He replied that he was more than happy to oblige her desires.

He'd never spoken to his dad about being caught watching them, and had just figured that his old man was just pent up with sexual frustration. Thankfully, he'd didn't get nervous or try and apologize. Jessie didn't say anything negative about it of course, and seemed to have enjoyed someone watching.

He later confirmed that she was a die hard exhibitionist when she leaned over while they were driving somewhere and started sucking his cock. A trucker had pulled up beside them and Dexter tapped her on the head to warn her and let her know that she should sit down, lest the truck driver get an impromptu show.

She giggled and waved at the scruffy looking man and then went back to sucking him off, even moved to her knees and pulled her skirt up so the trucker could get a good look at what she was wearing underneath. It hadn't taken him long to cum in her mouth as the trucker honked his horn in appreciation.

He learned very quickly that his girlfriend was a whirlwind of sexual desires and he was doing his best to hang on for the incredibly sticky ride. Jessie seemed to really enjoy him and always told him how much she enjoyed how big he was, and how he was the biggest she'd ever had. It made him feel very manly and empowered to hear it, not to mention the effect it always had on his erection.

Most of the time, they were either in his room at his house or in her room at her apartment. It didn't matter what they started out doing, eventually, she got horny and pulled his dick out, wrapped her lips around it, and sucked him off until she could swallow a load of his cum.

She'd gotten really good at dirty talk as well. Besides telling him what a big dick he had, she was always commenting on how she loved to suck it, and how she loved to swallow his "sweet, sticky, or yummy" load of cum. He loved how she teased him with her words. She'd text him while he was at work and tell him that she wanted to suck his cock so bad, and then she'd send him a naughty picture of herself. He had twenty or thirty of her in various states of undress.

Despite all the oral sex they were having, she hadn't ever mentioned going any farther than that, and he hadn't pressured her. Sure, he wanted to have sex, but he was getting a blowjob every time he saw her, so why the hell would he complain?