​Hell of a Round Two - Sex Stories

​Hell of a Round Two

... wearing an oversized blue mickey mouse shirt the went to her thighs. Just the hint of black sweat shorts under it and long blue socks, up to the top of her shins. Her feet were jammed into a pair of gray fuzzy slip on slippers. She plopped down on the couch when Matt saw the silver on her neck. He didn’t remember that. “Is that a new necklace Ana?” “Yeah look!” She said proudly and pulled out a silver chain with a silver cross on it. “Where did you get that?” Asked Matt. “My friend Lany’s mom got one for her and one for me for finishing our first year of ‘Girls for Christ’ at church.” Anastasia said. “Girls for Christ?” “Yeah, it’s this club for girls to give themselves to Jesus instead of to a boy until they get married.” “Uhhhhh-hu.” Matt couldn’t not be confused. Did she not even realize she had had oral sex with him? Matt looked at it for a moment and then straightened up. “I am gonna warm some leftover spaghetti, did you want some?” “Nah, we had tacos.” And again she was lost in that phone. Matt was puzzled but got his dinner and sat in his chair sideways, across from the couch. He turned on the tv and found Wheel of Fortune on the DVR. Before long Anastasia had scrunched down onto the couch lengthwise, her head on the armrest. The way she sat had pushed her top and shorts up her backside, her shorts were pulled up enough that Matt could almost see the curve of her ass cheek. He didn’t mean to stare but he couldn’t peel his eyes away. He thought of her legs flexing in ...

... her dance recital. Of those lips on his penis, the feeling of her fellatio when he was dreaming. Staring at those terrific delicate thighs, he naturally thought what they would feel like around him. Holding him as he made love to her, sitting on his lap or on her back in his bed or . . . Matt train of thought was broken when Anastasia’s hand yanked her top and shorts back down. Matt looked up at her face, and she was staring directly at him. She broke her gaze after a moment, just long enough to let him know she caught him, before she went back to her game. Matt went back to watching tv, thinking nothing over it. He was thirsty, but he had a hard on the size of a one man tent in his sweats, and it took a good 10 minutes before he could rise out of his seat. He was glad they were dark, they would definitely have been a wet spot. He went to the kitchen and cleaned the dishes, then went to the bedroom and grabbed out the inflatable bed and blew it up in the living room. He put sheet on and tossed a few pillows with the old comforter. Anastasia had sat up as he was blowing up the mattress, watching him. He got the bed finished, and went to the kitchen to grab some water. He was walking back to his room, the blow up mattress causing him to have to walk right next to the couch where Anastasia’s legs were already occupying. He stopped at her knees, waiting for her to move for him so he could continue. Matt looked at her face and she looked up at him, staring at him with her bright ...