Return the favor

Chapter three – I need you more…
Walking down the street I walked into the XXX-citement store, I headed straight for the back, the large collection of Hentai videos on one side and there was the biggest arrangement of dildos on the other side. I walked down the aisle, and to y surprise there was someone there! He was tall, black haired, pale skinned; he wore a big black jacket with a naked woman blowing a kiss laying on a band name on it, and skinny jeans. He was reading the Black Bible Hentai box. I grinned. “That’s a good one. He looked up, surprised.
I laughed. “Clearly don’t believe me. Try it, you won’t be disappointed.” He nodded, not saying a word. I turned back to the other wall and looked at the selection, trying to decide which choice would work for me best. He pointed to one higher up on the wall. “My Ex liked that one.” I grinned trying to reach it from above my head. I pouted. I couldn’t reach it.
He stepped closer to me, reaching up with one hand while not looking away from my face. I stepped closer, only a hair length from him, and as he brought down the long, double ended, pink, ribbed dildo from above his head, bringing it down behind me. He shoved it into my shorts pocket, sliding me closer until I was pressed against him.
I laughed slyly. “Fuck it.” I kissed him roughly, passion overflowing from two overly hormonal teenagers. My low cut shirt was pulled lower; my laced bra peeked out the top. He thrust dryly against my crotch, making me moan quietly.
After a minute he murmured “you wanna finish this in private?” I nodded; a mischievous glint in my eye. We left, paying for his DVDs and my dildo. We got in his car, I had walked, and he drove. We arrived at our location rather quickly, it was a large two story house with all the lights off and the blinds closed. I looked at his anxious face. “Ok, my dad is here, so we have to sneak in. got it?”
“What about your mother?” I asked quietly, “Just me and my dad.” I nodded; fun. He opened the door with a silent whoosh, and crept in, looking around and ushering me in. he shushed me and hustled me up the stairs, pushing me into the first door and locking it behind us.
I flopped on his bed, the springs creaking softly under me. I smiled, removing my tank top and shorts, pulling him onto the bed with me. I straddled his legs and kissed him, something about him told me he didn’t like to be in charge. I unzipped his shirt, grinding my hips against his, our lips speeding in a flurry of passion.
I relieved him of the tank top he had been wearing under his jacket and fought his skinny jeans off, the only downside, they didn’t like that. When I had wrestled them free from his legs I encased his cock in my mouth, pulling him into a full-blown erection. He groaned, and once I had him up I released him, getting to my knees. I straddled his waist with my starving hips, I lowered my mouth to his and his hands found my ass, pulling my roughly down onto his dick. I gasped, “Bad Boy, I’ll have to teach you a lesson.” I sat up straight and with all the skill of a veteran horse rider I rode that boy’s cock, willing to go as far as I needed to get what we both wanted.
As he groaned and shot into me we didn’t stop, I only rode faster. I still wasn’t where I needed to be, and that wouldn’t do. My hungry cunt dipped in and out of his hot cock mercilessly, I made him cum again and I finally had my release, I nearly screamed but at the last moment I locked my mouth with his, I would alert his father, but not yet.
As we went for another round he came once again, his less experienced cock needing less than I did to come, and he fell asleep during the pause after he came. I swore quietly, I hadn’t finished. An idea sparked my brain, I got off him slowly, careful not to wake him, and I threw on a big t-shirt. I crept from his bedroom and down the hall. I saw his dad on the couch watching TV; I silently made my way down the stairs.
I tip-toed to the chair, he was nodding off. I stood in front of the chair, leaning forward and kissing the sleeping man. He started awake, and I think he thought he was dreaming, he kissed me, and I climbed into the chair, straddling his waist. He moaned as I undid his pants, rubbing my wet cunt on his crotch. I felt him rise and press my pussy, I moaned loudly. I knew his son was out like a light, I knew the after sex sleep, and he wasn’t getting up.
He reached up my shirt and found my breasts, massaging me roughly. I moaned again, grinding my hips against his. He thrust a bit up at me, and I reached down, grabbing hold of him and directing him to my vagina. He thrust again and went right into me, I groaned. As he pumped up into me I flexed my muscles, stroking him within me.
All of a sudden he pushed up and flipped over, so I was lying in the couch and he was over me, his onslaught into my cunt ruthless, this guy clearly didn’t get enough action since his wife left. I moaned, this was what I was looking for. His big cock filled me, and his thrusts knew where they were going. I just laid there and let myself be taught.
As we came together, screaming, he shuddered and dropped onto me, then stood, pulling me to his room. I wasn’t about to be led again, I wanted to lead him. When we had found his room I pushed him to the wall, kissing roughly. I pulled him to the window, groping for the handle of the door. I clicked it open and pushed him outside, but on the second story balcony there was plenty of room.
He pushed me to the railing and pressed my back to it, but he then flipped me, raising me so I was on my stomach on the railing and my ass was in the air. He rammed into my ass, making me yelp, and bucked his hips into mine, thrusting deep into my anus.
I groaned, the exhibitionism turning me on. He clearly didn’t mind or didn’t notice as windows popped open and people saw me naked hanging over the edge of his balcony, and moaning loudly. As we once again came together in orgasm I screamed, the sound echoing throughout the quiet neighborhood. He pushed in one last time and spurted into me. The man sleepily returned to his bed and crashed there, I grinned, I wasn’t nearly done, but I’d have to find something else.
I grabbed the shirt and drove home quickly, going the entire way with my brand new dildo jammed into me. Just before I left I left my number on a little slip of paper on both of their pillows with the note ‘call me – Cherry Blossom’, just in case.
I reached home and ran upstairs, leaving the dildo in the car, and finding Touya working on his homework. I crept in and laid on his bed with a creak of the springs, he turned and saw me there, clearly waiting for him. He grinned, lunging steps bringing him back to me and to help me get my much needed Love.