New Life in Rianate 2 - Sex Stories

New Life in Rianate 2

... work on: birth control. We’d definitely be having more sex and today was wayy too close. Dallas pulled away from me then sat back on the couch with me right next to him. In a matter of minutes, I had his cum cleaned off of my body and down my throat. Dallas glanced at me then laughed. “What? I’m just a good cleaner,” I smiled. “Wow, Eris. Are you staying?” he asked. I was taken aback by that. Dallas really wanted me to stay over? Really? I opened my mouth and replied, “Sure. Uhm, can I shower?” “Sure. I don’t have girl products so it sucks to suck.” Dallas said that just like his smartass-self. “Do you want me to cut your balls off?” “I don’t care. But, who’s cum would you have to swallow?” “I can’t even…. I’m gonna go shower,” I laughed. As I walked past, Dallas smacked my bare ass and I giggled. I got to the shower and stood under the warm water. There was two shower heads that were much more powerful than ours in the dorm and felt way more amazing. After washing my hair and giving myself a quick rinse, I stepped out then grabbed the white towel on the rack. I rung my hair out and ran my fingers through the long tresses. It still amazed me how cool I looked with teal hair that matched my eyes, and the amazing affinity for the Elements. Like, uhm?! I called Wind so I’d dry faster and walked back to the living room. Our clothes were spread out over the floor and just about everywhere else. Dallas came out of the hallway bathroom with his sweats on and newly showered body ...

... and hair. “Can I have something to sleep in?” I asked. “I’d expect you to be the type of person to sleep naked but, sure,” he answered. “Dallas, I sleep naked only when I want to. Now is not one of those times.” “Oh. You’re scared that I’ll ‘fondle’ you in your sleep.” I sighed and smacked myself on the forehead while he burst out laughing. My body was dry from the Wind so I was really just walking around with a breeze around me. I dismissed the breeze as I followed Dallas to the bedroom. He threw me a tee shirt and I dropped the towel. A dressed me walked back to the living room and plopped down with him to watch TV. It was only about 10:30 so it wasn’t extremely late, though I don’t mind. “You might wanna grab your clothes. Just saying,” Dallas blurted. I slowly turned my head to him and replied in a calm voice, “Why do I insist on sleeping with a smartass?” “Because I’m cool. And you’re just referring to it as sleeping with?” “Yeah, because you’re my side chick.” I grabbed my stuff then put them in the bedroom in the chair. I came back and Dallas looked up at me. “I’m a proud side chick,” he laughed. “Good to know. You just ain’t my main chick,” I smiled. Dallas pulled me to his lap and kissed my lips. I didn’t have any panties on so I was really making sure he didn’t touch me down there. The TV was showing some clips for an upcoming Ariana Grande concert and I gagged. “Are you okay?” Dallas chortled. “I may just shoot myself. If anything, Ariana Grande should be shot,” I ...