Little White Lies Ch. 01

They were also really connecting. On one stroll through the park, he'd finally told her that he loved her and she had immediately replied that she did too. When he told her that he'd been wanting to say it for awhile, she agreed and said that she had been wanting to say it as well.

He couldn't believe how fortunate he felt, and how incredible Jessie was. He'd talked with his dad about her early on, and he'd been happy for him. Neither of them had been very lucky in the love department, but they had each other when Dexter was growing up, and he quickly learned to just be honest with his dad and he would be one of the most understanding adults ever. That's how he and his dad had gotten through their mother's death; by talking.

He learned early on that he could tell his dad anything, and as long as he was honest with him, he wouldn't get mad. They'd sit down and talk about what had happened or whatever problem Dexter was having, and come up with a solution for it.

He'd known that his dad was a pent-up guy, but he didn't think that he'd ever actually spy on his own son and his girlfriend fooling around. Sure, Jessie was hard to resist, but there were certainly limits. It hadn't really bothered him, and to be honest; he kind of understood. His dad hadn't had a woman in his life outside of work since his mom had passed, and he never saw him go out to a club or really even try to pick up a woman. He knew he wasn't gay either, as he'd often comment about a particularly sexy actress or nudge Dexter in the ribs when a sexy woman walked by when they were out.

He doubted that his dad was the type of guy to watch porn, but he couldn't be sure. He would have understood that, for sure. What guy doesn't need a release in some form? So when Jessie had confessed that she'd been playing it up a little for his dad, he didn't begrudge her that. She was a caring sort to begin with, and being an exhibitionist was kind of what his girlfriend did and did constantly. Dexter had gotten more used to it than he figured he would.

The two of them elected to watch a movie at his house the Saturday after they'd first gone out. Even with his dad on a different couch, she'd gotten horny and was giving him a handjob underneath the blanket. His dad had probably known what was going on, but thankfully hadn't let on. When he got up to go to the bathroom and get a drink, she'd taken Dexter into her mouth. As he finished cumming down her throat, his dad had re-entered and sat down, just as Jessie was pulling her head up above the blanket and gulping down the last of his spunk.

She still had cum on her lips and had licked it off as he unpaused the movie. After that night, Dexter had elected to not make this more difficult or awkward than it had to be for him and they'd decided to just watch a movies over at Jessie's apartment.

Doing it over there was fine, and she mostly behaved since her roommate was usually in the room with them. He would sit in the middle of the couch, "Where the man should be allowed to sit," Jessie had told him. Donna would usually roll her eyes and read her a book or type on her laptop throughout the movie. Jessie would rarely make it through the entire thing without touching his cock once.

During the week, he would see her after work a few times and she'd go down on him, of course. Friday, she'd would work late so he didn't get to see her, but Saturday she would have him over to watch another movie, as had happened that third Saturday after they went out

He pulled in to the complex and walked up to her apartment, knocking softly before walking in. Smiling, he waved at Donna and looked for Jessie.

"Hey, Dex," she said, looking up and then back at her laptop.

"Hey there," he said.

"Baby!" Jessie called, running and leaping into his arms. She was wearing a comfy old shirt that she'd stolen from him because, "It smelled all yummy like he did," as she'd told him, and a pair of panties. His eyes momentarily locked on her bouncing tits, he looked up smiling as she jumped into his arms. He inhaled her alluring scent deeply, nuzzling her soft neck and sighing.

Kissing him deeply, she slid down his body and grinned, glancing down at his package. Brazenly running a hand down the front of his bulge, she giggled and looked up at him. "Happy to see me?" she asked.

"Hell yes, when you wear shit like that to greet me!" he said, grinning.

She giggled and pulled him around the couch and pulled out the movie that she'd selected. Sliding it in the player as he took the seat in the middle of the couch, she grabbed the remote and snuggled up on his right side after throwing a blanket over her feet.

The intro started playing and Donna looked up. "What are you guys watching?" she asked.

"The Crow," Jessie called, turning and winking at Dexter.

"Seriously?" Donna asked, raising her head towards them. "Mind if I join you?"

Jessie shook her head and gestured to the other side of the couch next to him. She ran her arm under his and lay her head on his shoulder. He immediately felt her warmth starting to seep into him, and felt the soft curves of her left breast in his side.

Donna stood and grabbed a blanket but then went to her room. Emerging a few seconds later, he saw that she'd stripped out of her jeans and was wearing some baggy lounging pants.

"You could have just taken those off in here," Jessie said, snickering. "Dex has seen you in a bathing suit."

Donna shrugged and grabbed a blanket, sitting down beside him. He was surprised to feel her slide up to him, just like Jessie had done. Her arm went under his and she lay her head down on his shoulder. He sighed softly, feeling the much larger curve of her right breast pushing softly into his other side.

"Is that comfy?" she asked.

"Are you kidding me?" he asked. "Hell yes it's comfy!"

The two girls giggled and turned to the show.

"I guess you like this movie?" he asked Donna.

She snickered. "It's my fav," she admitted. "I've loved it since I was a kid. It's so sad, and dark, and the music is perfect. There's not a bad performance in the whole thing."

He smiled. "Yeah, I like it too. I'm such a fan of the Sara character," he said.

Donna nodded against his shoulder. "Yeah, I heard she quit acting after this movie."

He nodded, still listening but focusing more on the large curve of her breast, his mind wondering where her nipple was.

Donna and Jessie both sighed happily on either side of him and snuggled up closer. Surprisingly, Jessie behaved herself until the movie finished and Donna had gone to bed. After she stood and told them good night, Jessie had immediately grinned and started to pull his cock out. The warmth of the two women beside him, the crush of their tits in his side, the smell of their shampoo or perfume; all had been tormenting him during the movie and he was as hard as a rock.

She quickly wrapped her lips around the tip after briefly kissing the head and sighing happily. "I missed my favorite toy," she said, stroking him.

He chuckled. "He missed you too," he replied. In truth it had only been Thursday since her lips had been wrapped around his shaft.

She slid a hand underneath and cradled his heavy balls as she began to slide her lips up and down his shaft, sighing and moaning around his girth. He wasn't going to last long, being so turned on from the affection he'd been getting from both women, and quickly filled her whimpering and moaning mouth with his seed. As he blew again and again into her mouth, he cried out in pleasure and laid a single hand on the back of her head, causing her to moan. He felt her lick the head his cock, and then slowly moved around, groaning in frustration as she searched for more.

Sighing, she pouted playfully after she finally gave up and sat up. She glanced down and saw the angry tower that his cock had been and whimpered pitifully. "I can't stop sucking him when he's so big and angry like that," she said, her face lowering. She began to stroke, her fist against her lips and her lips locked around the cock head.

"I want another load," she begged, speaking around his cock head. "I want more of your delicious cum."

He groaned as she began to rhythmically pump up and down his shaft, her hand squeezing perfectly around his girthy appendage as she sucked hungrily. Amazingly, it didn't take longer than five minutes or so for him to feel the rumblings of another orgasm. She didn't slow down in that time, stoically continuing stroke-sucking until he was wriggling and moaning in her grasp again.

"You're definitely going to get another load," he said. "Don't stop."

She squealed in excitement and reached for his hand, placing it back on top of her head and pulling slightly. He moaned at the thought of what she was wanting him to do, and pushed down. He was worried that he'd hurt her though, and didn't push very hard. It seemed to be enough though, and she began to slurp and suck swiftly on his shaft. Whimpers of pleasure began to fill the room and her hips were gyrating back and forth. He glanced over, but didn't see anyone behind her, and he wondered why she was acting like she was about to cum too.

Thirty seconds later, he cried out in pleasure as her moans got louder and she cried out, sounding like she was having an orgasm. His cock-head expanded and another warm spray of cum shot from the tip and into his girlfriend's hungry mouth. He heard her moan "God," around the tip of his cock, her tongue rolling around in the warm seed before she swallowed it down.

"Fuck," he said, slapping the couch beside him. She hungrily slurped at him again, swallowing more of his seed before sliding her lips along his shaft and sucking down more of his cum.

She slowed her gyrations and then sat up, moving up and kissing at his neck and chest. "God baby," she moaned. "That was so fucking good," she moaned.

He smiled. "You're telling me."

"You made me cum so hard, you know," she said.

He raised an eyebrow. "Seriously?" he asked. "I didn't even touch you!"

She giggled. "I guess I can get so turned on that I cum without having anyone touch me. I know it's odd, but orgasms are partially mental anyways. It happens sometimes."

He looked at her incredulously and shook his head. "That's crazy," he said.

She shrugged and lowered her head to suck on his head again. "God, I could do this all night," she moaned, sliding her lips as far as she could and then tightly running them back up his shaft.

He smiled. "I would let you, but I'm afraid that all I would be shooting was dust if you don't let me recuperate."

She giggled quietly but acquiesced and slid up into his arms. They talked quietly for a few more minutes before he kissed her goodnight and headed home.

For the next few weekends, Donna had joined them on the couch and he'd had her perfectly huge tits pressed into softly his side. She'd never gone farther than pushing her perfect orbs up against him, but he didn't care. He was getting to feel those magnificent tits of hers, even if it was only with his chest and arm.

She seemed to either not notice that she was pressing them against him, or didn't care. He was in the kitchen making popcorn one time and she came in, reaching around him to grab something from the cabinet, her breasts pushing into his back. She'd said excuse me and left without saying anything else, but that wasn't odd. It was kind of the norm and had happened more than once.

Whenever she was close to someone, he noticed that her breasts inevitably touched them, like she was unaware how big they were, or how close she was, or that she just didn't care. Whatever the reason, he didn't mind at all. Her tits were perfect and he'd gotten the warm softness of them against random parts of his body on more than one occasion. For three Saturdays, they'd watched movies together in this manner and Dexter was enjoying every second. Jessie would always end the night with a blowjob, whether she'd let him eat her pussy or not.

One month after their first date, she invited him over for another movie. Donna assumed her normal position after Jessie snuggled up to him on her side.

"Stay on your side!" Jessie said, playfully moving Donna's arm back. He hadn't noticed as she placed it across his chest.

The dark-haired girl stuck her tongue out and put it back. Jessie giggled and then sighed happily as Donna began to gently stroke her hair.

The movie Jessie had chosen was a particularly sexy one, and soon, with his girlfriend's tits in one side, Donna's perfect tits in the other, both girls smelling incredible and being so affectionate with each other, an erection tented the blanket in front of him.

Normally, he'd been able to conceal it, but due to the way his pants were, the way the blanket was laying, and the way the two girls next to him were draped across him, it wouldn't be easily hidden.

Giggling, Jessie looked up and raised an eyebrow.

"I think my boyfriend likes the movie," Jessie said, giggling. She pulled the blanket down, drawing a look of surprise from Dexter. Donna snickered but didn't move, her eyes still on the TV.

Groaning, he shifted uncomfortably as Jessie unzipped his pants and then gasped as he felt her cool fingers on his shaft. Pulling it out, he tried to cover her head up to give her some privacy. She'd never been so brazen before.

She shook her head and pulled the blanket back. "I can't breathe, silly," she said.

Her lips found the tip of his cock and she moaned around him. Slowly sliding her lips up and down, she began her rhythm and began to stroke in time. Too confused and turned on to protest, he lay still and enjoyed what his exhibitionist girlfriend was doing to him.

Donna stayed still, her head rocking gently as she watched the movie and Jessie sucked his cock. He groaned, feeling his orgasm build, and still Donna didn't move. Even when he was cumming in Jessie's mouth, her eyes were still on the screen, one arm under his and her soft breasts pushed into his side.

Moaning, Jessie swallowed his load again and again until he'd finished, and then went about her customary cleaning up. Smiling, she put him away and covered him back up with the blanket, resuming watching the movie as if it had never happened.

He tried to ignore the awkwardness of the situation. Jessie got up for a drink and he glanced down. "Sorry about that," he said.

Donna looked up at him. "About what?" she asked.

He glanced down at his crotch. "You know..."

"Oh!" Donna said. "Sweetie, it's not the first time she's done that," she said. "You get used to it."

The thought of his sexy girlfriend doing that to another person while Donna was in the room sent a twinge of jealousy through him, but he quickly shook it from his head. That's not the type of guy he was, getting jealous like that.

He nodded and held his arm up for Jessie as she came back in with a drink. Later, in her bed, she'd confirmed that she'd done that in front of Donna before, but didn't say that it was a common occurrence. Donna just had a different level of what she accepted than other people, he assumed.

"Who else have you let over here?" he asked.

She shrugged. "I mean, no one since you and I were started going out," she said. "But you aren't my first boyfriend, you know," she said.

He nodded. "I'm not jealous, baby," he said. "It's more of a horny curiosity thing."

"Well, I already told you that I like to suck cock," she said.

"I think I heard that rumor," he joked.

She giggled. "Even though I'd suck off a guy after our date, I'd rarely bring any home. Only a few other guys, honestly."

He was surprised to hear that. "I would have figured that a gorgeous girl like you had more boyfriends."

She shook her head. "I know I shouldn't blow every guy I go out with, but I love doing it too much," she said. "It's just too fun!"

He chuckled, glad that her dating days were over.

"And no," she said. "I haven't been on any dates since you and I became a thing," she said.

He smiled. "I wasn't gonna ask."

She shrugged. "I just didn't want you wondering."

"I just wish I'd asked you out sooner, we could have been doing this for a while now!" he said.

She'd giggled and started playing with him, quickly causing him to get hard and bringing him off in her mouth, yet again.

The next weekend, she'd sucked him off in front of Donna again, and again, Donna hadn't moved or even let on that she'd noticed. The performance repeated again the following weekend, and he was assuming he'd get another one that evening.

One thing that did surprise him was to learn that Donna had a boyfriend. They'd dated on and off for a few years and he usually worked long hours so they didn't get to see each other very much. His schedule changed a little though, and he was about to start getting weekends off.

Dexter was happy for Donna, of course, even if it meant that he wouldn't get to feel those spectacular tits anymore. When he arrived, Donna's boyfriend was already there.

He'd stood and walked over, reaching out his hand. "John," he said. "You must be Dex."

Dexter nodded, shaking his hand firmly. The two men had talked for awhile about sports before Jessie appeared wearing her customary panties and t-shirt.

"Baby!" she said.

Wishing she was wearing more, he caught her in his arms as she leaped at him.

"Baby," he said, pulling her towards the bedroom.

"Oh, fun time already?" she asked, reaching for him.

He shook his head. "Don't you think you ought to put on a few clothes?"

"You don't want to see me like this?" she asked.

"No, no!" he said quickly, seeing her face drop. "I do, you just have another guy over here."

"Who, him?" she asked. "Don't be silly, that's just John."

"I know," he said. "I just didn't want you to be embarrassed."

She snickered. "He's been Donna's boyfriend for a long time baby, he's seen me in less."

"He has?" Dexter asked.

"Yep!" she said. "Just like I've seen him in less. He and Donna go at it like rabbits whenever they can. They don't get to see each other too much."

He quietly wondered just how close John was to his Jessie. His face must have betrayed his emotions though, and she noticed.

"Are you actually jealous?" she asked.

He chuckled. "No, I'm not jealous baby. Sexually curious, remember?"

She smiled. "Good, because jealous boyfriends aren't fun."

He smiled and kissed her.

Donna came out of the bathroom wearing a very low cut top and smiled. "Hi Dex," she said sweetly. "You look handsome today."

He smiled as she came towards him, opening her arms partly to offer a hug. He gladly accepted, quietly wondering if John was going to get upset. He glanced over after a few seconds of breast-filled softness, but he didn't seem to be paying any attention.

"You look good yourself," he said.

"Hands off!" Jessie said playfully, "you have a man of your own."

Donna giggled and went to sit by John on the long couch. She looked up and patted the space beside her. "Your spot's ready, Dex," she said, smiling.

He returned the smile and walked over, pulling Jessie with him. She released his hand though, and went about starting the movie. Sliding back down on the couch, she scooted into him in her customary position. He leaned into her but then felt a hand pulling him back.

"No fair," Donna said. "I don't get to lay where I normally do?"

He was a little surprised and a little nervous to see a reaction from John, but if he was surprised or jealous, he didn't show it.

"Maybe he wants to watch the movie without you rubbing your tits all over him," John said. His voice was flat, and unchanged, like he was bored."

"Nope," Donna said. "Dexter is definitely a breast man."

Donna and Jessie both giggled and lay on his shoulders.

"I told you, you don't have to worry baby," Jessie said. "Besides," she whispered. "Your dick is way bigger than his."