(M)y (f)irst part 6: deadline

Link to part 5: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3c6gly/my_first_part_5_fourleaf_clover/

The morning after the events of part 5, I woke up with my arms wrapped around Kristine. I had a slight hangover, so I got up to get some water before coming back to her room. She was still asleep, so I grabbed my phone and saw the text I'd sent Amy. Immediately all the memories of last night came rushing back in and I knew my morning wood wasn't going to go away. I got back in bed and began kissing Kristine on the neck while grinding my cock into her ass. It didn't take long before she woke up and began quietly moaning. I slipped a finger down the front of her panties and began stroking her pussy, focusing on the clit, then when her moans got loud enough I flipped around so I was now on top of her and began kissing her deeply. Without breaking the kiss, I reached about for a condom and handed it to her before fumbling with her pajamas and panties. She opened the condom and tried to get it on me before we realized it'd be easier just to break off and handle logistics. She quickly pulled both her pajamas and panties off, leaving her shirt on, while I put the condom on. She was already wet so I went in hard and fast, and within a few minutes I already knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I tried to do some math, think about naked old people, imagine North Korea taking over the world, but it wasn't working and I let her know I was going to cum. She quickly wrapped her legs around me, pulling me in all the way, and I felt her squeeze around me as I came hard. She moaned, not letting go of me, and I lay down on top of her before falling back asleep.

I woke up again a couple hours later. Kristine was sitting her at desk and smiled when she saw me wake up, teasing me for falling asleep after finishing. I murmured a quick apology then asked her to pass me my phone. I saw that Amy had replied, but with an apology. Confused, I opened and read the full text. She and Henry both wanted to apologize for what'd happened last night. Henry for fucking Kristine too hard (that ass, I knew him well enough to know it was a humble brag) and Amy for proposing the foursome. She said it probably wasn't the best idea given that I was trying to actually start a relationship with Kristine. I panicked, realizing just now that having a foursome might not have been the best idea and worried that Kristine might think that I was only interested in her for sex. Ahh…fuck. Nothing to do now but go home and indulge in drugs to assuage my worries I suppose. I got dressed, gave Kristine a kiss, then went back to do just that.

The next couple weeks went by without much change. Kristine and I continued to spend more and more time together, but we continued to just be good friends with benefits. While what Amy had told me that night made me hopeful that Kristine had feelings for me as well, I didn't want to ruin what I had in case she was wrong. Without realizing it, the fall semester had ended and there were only a few days before my flight back home for winter break. Kristine was from the area, so she made plans to go back home the day after I left. Since most of my housemates had already left for the holidays, I decided to pack early and moved into Kristine's place for a few days. We spent the next few days doing everything together. We'd sleep together, make breakfast in the morning, brave the cold and try to go on dates, retreat to the safety and warmth of her room and cuddle while watching a movie, share interesting articles we'd found and discuss them together. Everything was great and spending time with just her made me realize that I wanted more from this. I wanted at least to know that she felt the way I felt about her. So I made up my mind, I'd have "the talk" with her before I left for the holidays. But every time I thought about bringing it up, I'd begin to worry and put it off until later. Soon, it was 5AM the morning of my flight. I still had a few hours left until I had to leave for the airport, but I couldn't sleep. I had to have this talk with her before I left, and I was so nervous I just sat there next to her and watched her sleep.

Finally, my alarm went off and Kristine woke up. I told her I'd only been up for a bit then got out of bed and dressed. I still had about an hour, but I started heading towards her door. She walked out with me then stopped me in her living room, pushing me against the door and kissing me. She pulled away and then I pulled her back in and kissed her. We stayed like this for awhile, then my hands began to roam. I grabbed her ass and pulled her up and I could tell she wanted more, so I began to half lead, half carry her to the couch in the living room. She sat down, and I quickly lifted her shirt off. She wasn't wearing a bra, so I pushed her down onto the couch and began sucking on her already hard nipples. She moaned and closed her eyes, leaning back, before pushing me away and getting up. She pushed me onto the couch, eyes flickering seductively, and turned before sitting on my lap. I grabbed her hips as she began grinding her ass into my hardening cock and she took my hands and placed them on her breasts. I played with her breasts, pinching her nipples as she continued to grind into me. She turned around and kissed me before taking my shirt off, resuming her kiss and then moving down to kiss my neck and even lick my nipples. I'm not the biggest fan of nipple play, and I'm actually pretty ticklish, so I had to try to stifle a laugh. Luckily, she quickly moved on and kneeled in front of me before undoing my belt. Holy shit. Was I about to get a blowjob?!? My pants were off and she began playing with my cock through my boxers, rubbing the head and grabbing at it. I began leaking pre-cum and a small wet spot appeared in the front of my boxers. She smiled when she saw and pulled my boxers off. Holy shit. I thought I was going to cum just from the excitement of potentially getting a blowjob. And then she stood up before stripping completely naked. She quickly ran back to her room and came back with a condom. I was a bit disappointed that the blowjob wasn't happening, but couldn't stay disappointed for long as she put a condom on me and straddled me on the couch. She took my dick in one hand before slowly guiding herself onto me. I grabbed her hips and started thrusting, but she pushed my hands away again, this time placing her hands on my shoulders as she began riding me. Given our heights, her breasts were directly in front of my face and so I leaned my neck forward to bite one of her nipples and she moaned, moving her hands from my shoulders to wrap around my head and pull me in closer, smothering me in her chest. I continued to suck on her nipples and noticed she'd started slowing down so I grabbed her hips and began to lift her up before dropping her down as I thrust upwards at the same time. She gasped as I began fucking her and I could feel her tighten around me as she came. I could feel myself about to blow as well and so I continued to thrust up against her until I grabbed her ass and pulled her in, thrusting upwards one last time as my cock throbbed and pulsed.

She fell back slightly now that we were both done, but I was still inside of her and pulled her down slightly for a long kiss. I was still feeling a glow from the orgasm and so I asked, "hey, what are we doing? Like are we just friends? Or is it about time we put a label on things?". She looked at me, surprised, and I realized that I probably should've waited until we at least had our clothes on before bringing it up. But she took it in stride and replied, "oh. I didn't really think about it because I didn't think it mattered that much. I haven't slept with anyone else since we first slept together. Have you?" I confirmed that I hadn't. "Well yeah, then I guess we're exclusive but I don't really see a need for more of a label than that…do you?" she posed. Honestly, I wanted more of a label. I really liked this girl and I wanted to unabashedly hold her hand in public, to tell people that I was going on a date with my girlfriend instead of just hanging out with my friend, and to call her cute little names and do more things like double dates with friends. But it seemed like she didn't. And so I left it at that. I told her I'd just wanted to make sure that we were on the same page about exclusivity, and that a friend had said that I should bring up "the talk" first since usually girls feel awkward about bringing it up. We both laughed it off, then got cleaned up and dressed. It was about time for me to head to the airport now, so I kissed her goodbye and left her dorm before catching a cab and spending the next six hours wondering why I was such an insecure bitch…

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