Avery and Jenna Pt. 03: Fantasy

"YES, YES, FUCK ME LIKE A SLUT!"

He pushed deeper inside of her. Her once beautiful pussy was a wet mess, red and swollen from being stretched. Her beautiful red hair was drenched in sweat. Avery could smell the sex which covered his sheets and his dick. She loved it. She loved fucking him, and she wanted even more. He pounded her from behind.

"Don't cum in me, don't cum in me," she moaned out. She stopped though to enjoy him fucking her even more. Avery was nowhere near cumming until she said that. He quickly turned her over, grabbed her legs, and fucked her harder than before. He was going so fast. Tiffany's mind was so lost she did not even notice the fact that she had had two orgasms and was fast approaching a third.

"Want me to cum, Tiffany?" he said, pounding her like a jackhammer.

"YES, PLEASE CUM!"

"Where do you want it baby?"

"ALL OVER MY SLUTTY FACE!" she screamed as her orgasm shattered her will and body. Avery felt her pussy clamp down on his dick, and he pulled out quickly to avoid cumming inside her. She got on her knees, and held up her face. She watched as Avery jerked himself off quickly. She had a smile on her face. She closed her eyes as the first shot hit her near her right eye. The rest went on her cheeks, nose, forehead, and some fell right on her mouth, which she licked up. Avery ran his penis all around her mouth and chin, smearing his cum.

"You're a good little slut, aren't you?" he said.

"Absolutely."

AFTERWARDS

Avery sat on his chair, and began to shake his head. He had completely forgotten about their anniversary. He had to come up with a present or an excuse pronto. A thousand options flowed through his head, and most of them did not seem to fit. Finally, he decided not to try to sweet talk his way out of it. That decision left him with one option, and hundreds of ways to pursue that one option. It was like a knife piercing his mind. Exactly what do you do for an anniversary like this? He saw no actual need for a woman to keep track of the days and months that her and her "partner" have been dating. Having no other option, he did the only thing he could do. He reached for his phone. He began to dial a number, and within seconds, a sexy voice answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey Alicia. It's your little brother!" he exclaimed.

"Hey! How are you?" she asked, sounding very happy to hear from him.

"Um, not too good actually. See, today is Jenna and mine's anniversary, and I completely forgot about it. What exactly am I supposed to do?"

"Aww, little brother, don't worry. I suppose she's expecting something from you?"

"I don't know. I was hoping you could tell me something to buy her or maybe something to do with her tonight," he said, adjusting himself in the seat.

"Okay. Well, I like to be surprised, so try to surprise her with something. It doesn't have to be anything you've bought for her. Something like cooking dinner for her or something like that would be okay I suppose."

"Okay, yeah, I could cook. You think that would work?"

"Oh yeah, considering how well you can cook." Avery let a small chuckle.

"Thanks. Okay, so I'll cook for her, and maybe go rent a movie or something, and just have a nice little, romantic evening, huh?"

"Yeah, little bro, see that's perfect right there," she said.

"Of course, what if she expected something like jewelry?"

"Then you're in trouble because you forgot," she said as she started laughing a little.

"Oh, you're A LOT of help," he said, laughing as well.

"You'll be fine. Go ahead and have a good time tonight."

"I will."

"You BETTER behave, mister!"

"I will, I promise," he said, as fake but innocent as he could.

"Bye little bro!"

"Peace." He hung up the phone. That's what he could do. He sat back into his chair. He would turn the lights down low, have some music playing in the background, cook some dinner (it would have to be something really special), and "wine and dine her," sort to speak. A sexy smile crossed Avery's face, but just as slowly as the smile crept on, it dropped off. What would he cook? What kind of music would he play? Should it be eaten by candlelight? He reached for the phone again, but something stopped him. It filled his nostrils. It was Tiffany's smell. Her scent was still in the room. It was sweet, and a hint of innocence could be detected. However, nothing could compare to Jenna's scent. It intoxicated him, much like a Venus fly trap does to a fly or pheromones to animals in heat. He pulled his hand back. Tiffany was an absolute freak, just like he had originally hypothesized. She was tight, tighter than even Avery thought. Her taut, petite body was no less enticing than her womanhood. Her beautiful, straight red hair was both a mirror and an alternative to Jenna's curly, crimson locks. As he read the tale of the tape, he realized that Jenna had more pros than cons. Tiffany, however, did not have any less or more. He actually could have more fun with Tiffany. That fact of the matter was that he really cared for Jenna. The sex, however great it was, did not really matter to Avery. He considered it a bonus to being her boyfriend. He shook his euphoria off long enough to realize he would have to go out to the store to find something to cook for tonight. He grabbed his car keys, and headed downstairs.

THE STORE

He walked in the grocery store, hoping that walking around would jar something in his head, and he would know what to cook. He grabbed a hand cart, and starting walking around. He went up and down each aisle, searching for something to cook. He could always cook lasagna, but that was too cliché. Hamburgers? Not romantic enough. Lobsters or crabs? Too romantic, and a little expensive. No, this would have to come from the heart. As he approached the meat section, he saw the outline of a familiar body. It was petite, much like Tiffany. This young girl, however, had tan legs coming out of her tiny black shorts. They looked so smooth, so rich and flawless. The cameral color covered her arms that were sticking from her small white tank top. Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail. He knew the figure instantly when he saw the small, tight butt on her.

"Hey Jessica," he said, walking over to her. She turned around. The voice was strong but had not yet matured, and she knew it well. She enjoyed it when musical notes flowed from it.

"Hey boy!" she said, opening her arms to welcome him. He accepted her warm welcome, and she was quite warm, and she smelled really good. She had some kind of perfume on that when he took of breath of it, it heated his blood. Jessica also inhaled Avery's cologne, the Latitude Longitude. She caught a bit of his fire as well, but not as strongly as he had.

"Mmm, you smell good," she said seductively. Avery thought, "Don't you mean I smell yummy, and you just want to eat me up?"

"Thanks, you as well. What are you up to?"

"Nothing much, just out shopping, and you?"

"The same, searching for the perfect dinner, you know?"

"Oh, I've had that problem before," she exclaimed. She shifted her weight, which made her body move in a VERY tantalizing way. "The secret is to find something that satisfies you and then cook it the way you like it."

Looking away for a second, Avery thought to himself. "That actually sounds like a good idea. I just may do that, thanks," he replied.

"Great. But the best part of the meal is dessert. Have anything planned for that?" Dessert. Dessert? He had never thought of that before. It bounced around his head for a while before he hit himself in the head, trying to shake it from his head.

"No, I hadn't even thought about that before," he admitted. "Got any ideas for that one?"

"Well, it depends. What do you like?"

"For dessert, um, strawberry cheesecake, mint chocolate chip or cookie dough ice cream (Jenna's sweet body), and... that's it," he said.

"Mmm, nothing else?" she asked. A flicker of her eye lashes gave off some strange vibes, but easily dismissed.

"Yeah, that's about it," he said again.

"So there's nothing else?" She put a lot of emphasis on the word "nothing", adding more sensuality to it, as if to insinuate something. She moved a bit closer. The store, usually cool, was an oven.

"Well, there's always that, if you know what I mean," he said, stealing some of her sensuality to say it. She smiled sexily to him.

"Ooh, you are a bad boy, aren't you?" she whispered close to him.

"Oh yeah, you know my style baby," he said. She scooted closer to him, her chest against his. Their breathing became one.

"Well, would you like some dessert right now?

"Really, and what kind would that be?" She lifted up and kissed him fully on his lips. He could taste lip gloss of some kind on them.

"My kind."

Avery and Jessica stood behind the store, making out. Their mouths were working to encompass the full taste of the other. To Avery, she was wonderful, like a fresh young peach that was at the perfect level of maturity to be eaten. He stuck his tongue into her mouth to take in the full flavor. It was sweet, almost like eating a ripe citrus fruit. Jessica's hands were around his neck, holding him closer to him, keeping him from escaping. To her, Avery had a strong, almost mint flavor to him, probably because of all the gum he chewed. She enjoyed the flavor. Avery's hands were everywhere, running from her waist down her small thighs, over her tight, perky ass, and back up again. She moaned in his mouth, and broke the kiss.

"You want to taste me?" she whispered, licking her lips, savoring him on them.

"Absolutely," he said. She backed into the building, and let her hands roam over Avery's head as he lowered himself to her crotch area. He planted soft kisses on her tight stomach, going farther down, kissing on her naked legs. As he licked his way up and down, switching from one leg to the other, he slid her sexy black shorts down her gorgeous caramel legs. She stepped out of them, and kicked them aside. A small black thong was all that was keeping him from his taste of heaven. She continued to run her hands through his hair, messing up the waves. He gently moved around and breathed her in. Complete bliss filled his nose. He kissed the thong. The shock went straight to Jessica's head. It was like being hit by a car. He kissed all over the thong. Jessica, on the outside, was doing the usual, moaning, running her hands through his hair for encouragement. But on the inside, it was like someone had lit a match and shoved it right inside of her. She was dripping her sticky juices all over the thong. Avery licked up some of them up. It was just like drinking the juice of a peach, but it was not enough. He wanted to eat the peach as well.

"Jessica, pull down your thong for me baby," he asked. She opened her eyes, and smiled. She wrapped her small fingers around the straps, and pulled down. Slowly, the finely trimmed outer pussy lips came into view. The scent was much stronger, and he breathed what he could of it. She was gorgeous, her lips soft, wet, and pink. He planted a full kiss on them, much like he had done to her other lips. She staggered her breath, and put her hands back onto his head. Her eyes closed. The sensation was strong. She loved to have her pussy eaten out. It did not matter if it were a guy or a girl doing it, either. She lifted her head to the sky. She spread her legs a bit to give Avery full access. Avery French-kissed her lips, tasting the sweet nectar oozing from them. She moaned loudly, trying to catch up with the feelings that were rushing through her body along with the blood in her veins. He licked up and down, drinking her. He sucked gently on her clit, making her waters flow freely. She cried out in pleasure. Tears began to build up in her eyes.

"Oh my God, that feels so good. Please don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, oh God," she whispered. It was a difficult whisper. It would probably have come out better in a scream, but that would let people know that they were outside, in the open, participating in some premarital oral sex. Avery sucked hard on her clit, and it did its job well. He gripped her thighs for balance. She was bucking at the knees from it. She was grinding her pussy hard into his face. Then, almost as if some gift from God, he began to hum. The vibrations added even more pleasure to an already over aroused pussy. She nearly gave at her knees. She bit her bottom lip hard, trying to keep from screaming out.

"Oh my God, don't stop, keep doing it, keep doing it, ahhhhhh," she cried out softly as her flood gates opened, and released a massive rush of her fluids. Avery drank every last drop, minus the ones that ran down her legs. He licked those up, and cleaned off her drenched pussy. She could not close her eyes, nor could she open them anymore. She was about to pass out. He left her pussy with one more kiss. He stood up, and kissed her hard on her lips. She wrapped her arms back around his neck. She loved to taste herself, especially since it was mixed with Avery's wonderful flavor. He stroked his tongue on hers, and finally they stopped.

"Well, how was I?" she asked, still looking him deep into the eyes.

"You were wonderful baby, absolutely delicious," he said. He kissed her again. The hard rod in his pants pushed against her stomach. She felt it, and knew she wanted to taste him as well.

"It seems like something else wants to be tasted," she said, looking down at his bulge. She reached for the button.

"May I?" she asked.

"Yes, you may," he said. She unbuttoned his pants. She went on her knees and started kissing and sucking on him through his jeans. Avery grabbed the back of her head as she did this. She slowly unzipped his pants, and his penis came straight out.

"Mmm, looks yummy," she said. She licked the pre-cum on the head. Avery closed his eyes, and started to play with her tits as she licked him. She licked all over the head, and finally took it in her small mouth. She managed to get a little more than half in her mouth before she choked and had to pull back. She tried again, but still could not get all of it in her hungry mouth. Avery, however, did not care. It felt good anyway. One hand was in her gorgeous hair, the other, squeezing her tit, pinching the nipple. She sucked and stroked it with her hand, the other playing with her pussy. She sucked hard and deep. Finally, she pulled back, and swallowed what she had sucked from his cock.

"You like that?" she asked, going back to his dick.

"Hell yes," he moaned out.

"You like when I stick your dick in my mouth?" she teased as she did it.

"Yes," he said, squeezing her tit harder.

"You taste so good Avery," she confessed, sucking him harder, swallowing whatever came out. He closed his eyes tighter and nearly passed out from having his dick sucked from such a gorgeous brunette. He left her tit, and grabbed the back of her head. He began to slide his dick into her mouth; once he heard choke it, he withdrew. Jessica knew what he was doing, and let him face fuck her as she fingered her pussy and massaged her tits, switching between them.

"You want me to cum, Jessica?" he said, speeding up.

"Mmm hmm," she replied, answering with his cock deep in her mouth. He kept on going, bucking his hips as he forced his large dick into her mouth, stretching it. She sucked harder, knowing she wanted to taste the cream he was hiding deep inside himself. She fingered herself furiously. She was squeezing her tits so hard that they ached from it, and still she squeezed harder.

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum in your mouth," he said as kept going. She moaned in agreement. She began to jerk him off, and within moments, he felt his balls tighten, and the wave came over him.

"Oh god Jessica, I'm cumming," he moaned out as he exploded into her mouth. Most of the cum went down the back of her throat, which she swallowed willingly. Some dripped from the corners of her mouth, but most went right down her throat. She sucked until she had taken everything he had for her. He stood, his legs shaking as she continued sucking him dry. Finally, she took his dick out of her mouth, still jerking it off.

"That was really good Avery. You taste great," she exclaimed.

THE RECORD STORE

Avery and Jessica cleaned themselves up in each of their respective bathrooms before continuing their shopping adventure. The remainder of their trip together was quite well spent. With the advice Jessica gave him earlier, he decided to make something up, the one thing that always seems to satisfy him. He bought some steak, some vegetables, and some freshly baked bread to eat on the way home. For dessert, he bought some vanilla ice cream, chocolate syrup, whipped cream, strawberries, pineapple cubes, and some cherries. He had an idea given to him from the tasting escapade he and Jessica had just endured together. Finally, as he was about to leave, Jessica walked up to him again, and gave him one final kiss goodbye. He embraced her petite body with his full strength. He could taste the remnants of his climax in her mouth, as she could taste hers in his. He broke the kiss, and began to walk away. She followed, but in the opposite direction. As Avery approached his car, he could not help but wonder if it was merely a fair exchange, or something more. He disregarded it as he drove away. There was still one more thing he needed. He continued to drive until he reached another store. It had "music" written in large red letters on the building. It was a fairly small building, enclosed by a pet store and a pizzeria. He shut off his car, took the keys from the ignition, and walked into the store. It had a gun metal carpet, and on it were rows upon rows of CDs, music videos, cassettes, and even some vinyl. He saw his friend, Jake, working the register. He walked over to him.

"Hey Jake, what's going on man?" he asked. Jake was reading a magazine, but when he heard Avery's voice, he dropped the reading.

"Hey man, haven't seen you in here all summer. Where have you been?"

"Oh, you know man, keeping Jenna happy, working my ass off," he said, leaning on the counter. "How's business been?"

"Up and down. There haven't been any big releases this summer, so we've just been making do with the sales we've been having," he said.

"Oh man, that sucks. Well listen, this is your lucky day man, I've looking for some new music."

"Really? What kind? R&B? Hip-hop? That techno shit you be listening to?"

"Naw, none of the above. I'm actually looking for some smooth, soothing BGM. You got any?"

"Well, I know we have BGM, but smooth and soothing? I think the closet to that you'll get is the nature CDs."

"Oh, well, let me see if I can't find something, huh?"

"Go ahead man, the section's toward the back, near the rock."

"All right man."

Avery ventured to the back of the store. He passed near the rock albums, the Evanescence and the Staind and the Metallica albums, resisting the urge to buy them all just to have them. He found the sign which read "BGM," so he decided to start his search there. He looked up and down, skimming the labels, searching for something that possibly resembled what he was looking for. He himself did not exactly know what it was he was looking for, or if the particular type of music even existed, but he searched on anyway. He was starting to become upset until he caught hold of a label that sparked his interest.

"Smooth R&B from the '80s," he said out loud as he held the album in his hand. He held onto it as album after album caught his eyes, and he eventually held seven albums of soft, smooth background music, just what he came looking for. As he turned around to the door, he noticed a young girl in the rock section, just an inch taller than he was. She had long, straight dark brown hair that went on to her shoulders, a slim waist, a great pair of legs hanging from a denim skirt, shoes that gave her at least two inches in height, and an even better pair of tits sticking from her chest, and being shown off by a white tank top underneath a red buttoned shirt. He knew it was Catherine, a girl he had a small infatuation for in the beginning of senior year; the school year, however, was over, and so was the infatuation. He walked behind her as silently he as could, and finally spoke.