Kinky Vanilla: Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Kinky Vanilla: Chapter 3

... "How can you tell?" I asked stupidly. "It's not like you have a wide range of reference with dicks," I continued for no good reason. "Well I know his is way bigger than yours," she said flatly. Dagger in the heart. "Yeah? Well her tits are way bigger than yours too, so..." I retorted sourly. "Ohhh," Cammi said with mock puppy-dog eyes like she was talking to a toddler, "did I hit a nerve?" I met her coddling gaze with unentertained eyes as I discreetly moved my left hand off the armrest and behind her back. I pinched her soft ass and she did a little hop and slapped my arm away. We both chuckled and smiled and turned our attentions back to the video. We didn't say another word to each other for the rest of the video. For the next half hour she just watched intently, as I watched her just as closely. I was hoping her reactions would be more on the side of excitement and horniness, but unfortunately they were more of concern and disgust. Her brow furrowed when the pornstar played with the guy's dick and when they were actually having sex. She looked unsettled when the pornstar was sucking his dick and when he blew his load all over her face and mouth. Damn, that's what I was hoping for most. The only parts where she looked even mildly interested were when the pornstar enticed the guy by slowly taking off her clothes, which even then was too quick to really be called a striptease, and when he was eating her out. Still, she didn't look turned on so much as like she was taking ...

... mental notes. When the video was over I stood up and casually walked behind her. I wrapped my arms around her and held her as my fresh erection rubbed up against her lower back. I put my lips to her neck and gave her a light kiss. She didn't give off a physical response that I noticed but then again I had no idea what I was doing. It just felt natural and erotic in an almost romantic way. "So," I said with forced nonchalance, "what did you think?" She turned her head in an attempt to look at me but we couldn't lock eyes from where I was standing right behind her. "I think that was really weird. And fake. Is sex really supposed to be like that?" The smoothness and lowness of my voice was gone as I awkwardly replied, "Uh, no. It's really scripted, obviously. Professional porn is always like, the seduction, and then the blowjob, and then the sex, and then the money shot like it's routine or something. Real sex is just like, go with the flow, and it's not always the girl servicing the guy. That's why amateur porn is so much better. You can tell the pleasure is real and not pretend. It's way hotter. And unlike the pornstars they don't sound like donkeys hawing." "Oh thank God," Cammi said, "I was scared I sounded like that last night." "Yeah no, if you sounded like that Mom and Dad would've woken up and we'd be dead right now," I said half-jokingly. "I guess since it was your first time you were super tight so it looked like I was torturing you, but when you were cumming you were ...