Avery and Jenna Pt. 03: Fantasy

"Hey Catherine," he spoke as consensual as he could, not too smooth, not too mellow, as he looked at the rock albums he had passed earlier on his way to the background music.

"Hey Avery," she said, not paying much attention to him at first. Her eyes were fixated on the rock. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh nothing, this store is like a little secret of mine. I buy most of my albums from here," he confessed, now looking at her.

"Same here. I've never seen you here before though," she said, turning to him. Her face had grown even more beautiful than it was in Public Speaking class.

"Yeah, well I haven't been here since summer started though. I went to visit some family in Texas and Kansas, and then when I got back, I went straight to work," he said.

"Oh, I see."

"What have you been up to?"

"Nothing really. I just came in here today to find some good music to listen to. You listen to rock?"

"Are you kidding, I love rock music, but only certain types," he spoke.

"Really, then maybe you can help me out. I'm having trouble trying to figure out if I should buy the Evanescence or the All-American Rejects album." Avery gave it some thought, and then began to explain.

"Well, it's a difficult choice. I have both albums, and both are really good. It all depends on what style of rock you like. I personally like kind of dark, gothic rock myself, so if I had to choose, I would get the Evanescence album. Now, if you're a fan of punk rock, then get the Rejects..."

His voice trailed off as he lost his balance. A thick cord tapped to the ground caused him to roll his ankle. Avery slipped forward, his hands moving straight in front of him to stop himself. Catherine, acting on reaction, threw her arms up toward her shoulders, leaving her body completely open. Avery's hands did finally grab something to keeping himself from moving any farther. His palms went straight onto her full breasts, a perfect fit in his large hands, very rare in most cases. He froze, his hands still in place. He kept them open. Catherine had a look of disgust and excitement on her face.

"Um, I'm, ugh, sorry," he said as he withdrew his hands from her chest. She reached up quickly to grab them and presumably move him, but instead, she held his hands in place.

"Man, you have some big hands. Not many guys can take my tits in one hand." His hands were still open, but he was getting more and more comfortable.

"Ugh, thanks," he said. He kept his hands there, and after a few moments, she finally spoke.

"Well, are you gonna squeeze or just be shy all day?" Avery was completely blown away. Catherine had just propositioned him to squeeze her tits! Not needing much more invitation than that, he closed his massive hands around her massive tits, feeling the fullness and bounce of them. She looked down as he did this, watching him play with her tits. They were firm but soft, and they were incredibly warm. Avery began to ooze with arousal as he played them. She loved it. Her panties were getting soaked, and some of her juices were flowing down her legs.

"Oh man, these are so nice."

"Thank you."

"What does a guy have to do to get a pair of tits like yours around his dick?" Catherine looked grossed out by his comment.

"I'm serious. You've never let a guy tit fuck you before?"

"No!" she said as if she were proud of it.

"Well, let me be the first to educate you in the ways of titty fucking," he said. He took her arm, and walked her to the back of the store. He walked into the back room, somewhere he and Jenna had fucked once before. It was a stock room, filled with boxes and empty crates. To the left was a dead end. In the very back, there were two doors. To the right was a sitting room. He walked to the right, pulling her along with him. He opened the door, and pulled her in. There was a desk with a black computer on it. There was a couch pushed against the wall. Other than that, the room was empty. It must be the ordering office. Finally, he slammed her against the door, and pushed his lips deeply onto hers. She was surprised at this, and for a second her eyes popped open wide. She quickly relaxed, and closed her eyes to enjoy the kiss. It actually was not that bad of a kiss. When she felt him unbuttoning her shirt, she pulled away from him.

"Whoa, I never agreed to this," she said, stopping him.

"Ah, come on! What do you want?" he asked, wanting so badly to get her tits. She looked at him for a while, then ran her finger across her face. She had a seductive smile on her face.

"Well, if you buy me those albums, I'll let you do it," she said, pulling her tank top down a bit to show him that she was not wearing a bra. This day was growing to be quite expensive for him. It was also draining him. He wondered if he would have anything left for Jenna.

"Fine; whatever you want," he said. She helped him with her shirt, and then she lifted up her tank top. Her breasts were caught by the shirt, but fell as the shirt came off. He admired her gorgeous flesh, the beautiful brown nipples, pointing at least half an inch at him. He took one of them in his mouth, and it brought Catherine immediately to a slight orgasm. He sucked and gently bit the nipple before switching to the other tit. She put her arms around him, and held him tightly as the aftermath of her mini orgasm remained in her body, being intensified slightly by him sucking her tits. Avery stopped finally, and kissed her again. This time, she kissed him back, sticking her tongue in his mouth, rubbing his. He fought back, sticking his tongue at hers, and they continued to swap spit. She broke the kiss, and dropped to her knees. She unzipped his pants, revealing a greatly overworked and greatly aroused penis.

"Wow, that's big," she said, her eyes popping out.

"Oh, it gets bigger Catherine," he said as he bent his knees a bit, and slapped his dick on her tits. She grabbed them by the side, and let him do it. After slapping one of them, he went to the other one. He rubbed the pre-cum onto a nipple, and then stuck it between her tits. She pushed them together by the side as he began to tit fuck her. She moaned in pleasure as he rubbed the crevice between her tits. Avery loved it. Tit fucking was something he could never get enough of.

"Oh shit," he said as his dick continued to grow and get thicker. His strokes became longer and harder, making the area between Catherine's tits redden. He added more speed, and soon, it popped up. She put it back between them, and they continued with the tit fucking.

"Come on, Avery, just fuck me," she said. She felt back onto the concrete floor. He went with her. They struggled to get her panties off, which were sticking to her thighs from her juices. He did not even wait for her to say go. He slammed his dick into her.

"OUCH!" she screamed his as girth hurt her. He pounded hard onto her, and soon, her arms and legs were wrapped around him. She said nothing. How could she when every breath she managed to breathe in was being knocked from her body by his fucking? She was very tight, and REALLY wet, just the way Avery liked it. He slammed her for all he was worth, and soon her pussy contracted hard on Avery's dick as she came. It deadened the nerves in her legs. She went deaf. English class failed her as she screamed nearly every obscenity in the language. She closed her eyes hard, trying to keep from crying. He pulled out, and aimed for her tits. After a few jerks, he splattered his cum all over her tits. She lay on the floor for a few moments while Avery emptied his balls on her great tits.

"Oh man, you nearly killed me," she said, rubbing the cum into her tits.

"Sorry about that," he replied, falling to his knees. She licked Avery's cum from her fingers. After eating all of the cum he fired on her chest, she put her shirts back on. They got dressed again, and walked from the back room. Before he left, he inhaled her scent one last time. It was spicy, not necessarily a bad smell, just not sweet like Jessica, and far from innocent like Tiffany.

"Oh man, why are you guys all sweaty?" Jake asked he rang up their CDs.

"Oh, you know man, searching for albums can get pretty hot," he answered. Catherine held onto Avery's arm, like Jessica had earlier.

"And why are you sweating?" Jake asked Catherine. He noticed the reddened area between her breasts.

"It's hot back there. You should check the air conditioner."

THE EVENING

Avery sat in the kitchen. He was finishing making his steak and vegetables dinner. As he was turning over the steak in the skillet, he could not help but think about the day. Tiffany, Jessica, even Catherine! What luck he had that day, and it only seemed to be getting better. He did feel a bit upset though. After all, he had cheated on Jenna three times in one day. Man, if she found out, things would be pretty bad for him. He decided that today would be the only day he would ever let something like that happen again. He finished up, and when he heard a knock at the door, he turned off the stove. He walked over to the door. When he opened the door, there was Jenna. Her hair was let down. It hung from her head to her shoulders. It seemed just as curly as ever. The red color reflected the light that was illuminating outside. She had a white shirt with no sleeves that showed a good amount of her gorgeous breasts. She had a pair of khakis that looked so tight, they would not fit on Britney Spears. Her fingernails and toenails were painted red. Her lips were a deep crimson color. Altogether, she was magnificently divine. He absorbed her full frontal. He was absolutely mesmerized.

"Wow, baby. You look incredible Jenna," he said. She smiled, and walked passed him. She opened up her arms, and he walked into them. The embrace was a tight and loving one. Jenna laid her head on his shoulder. Her arms were tight around him. He pulled away from her, and stared into her beautiful face. He remembered back to the day dream he had in the Chorus room. Then, he remembered that a week later that the dream had become reality. He had made love to her. There were very few times that they actually "made love." It was more "sex" or "fucking" than anything. But tonight it would be different. Tonight he would treat her like a queen and give her whatever she wanted.

"Um, I figured we could, uh, have some dinner, and then maybe watch a movie or something like that."

"That's fine, Avery. That's fine."

They ate mostly in silence, save for the small conversation that transpired when he asked her about her day. Avery surprised himself as to how well he could cook. Jenna was impressed. She knew he could cook, but she did not know he could cook so well. When they finished, they left the dishes on the table to be cleaned later. The movie they watched was Simply Irresistible. Jenna picked it out of Avery's massive movie collection. He figured since he forgot about their anniversary, he would let her have her way tonight. Jenna, however, had no idea that he had forgotten about their anniversary. She was going to let him have his way. Avery could not wait for the movie to end, because in the freezer were his party favors. At last, the credits were rolling. Jenna lied in Avery's arms, her head nestled in his chest. She was breathing in his cologne. Avery, on the other hand, was breathing in her perfume. She lifted up off of him so he could reach the remote on the table. He turned off the television. He looked back at Jenna. His hand hesitantly rubbed her cheek. She closed her eyes and rubbed back against it.

"You are so beautiful," Avery said, scooting closer to her. She said nothing in return. He went straight for her lips, but it was slower than usual. She closed her eyes, and felt his lips against hers. It was a soft, full kiss. He put his arms around her waist, and hers went around his neck. Their heads were moving in a circle, with the center being their mouths. Their tongues fought against each other. Avery broke the kiss and started downward, down her neck, kissing her spot he had found two months ago. He ran his tongue up and down her neck, then he switched to the other side, again kissing and licking her neck. Jenna's body was reacting to the treatment she was receiving. Her back and legs shuddered from the pleasure. She moved away from Avery, and lay down completely on his couch, giving him yet another full frontal of her gorgeous body. She smiled to him.

"If you want me, come and get me," she said seductively. Avery looked up and down her body again, and then slid himself on top of her. She spread her legs and Avery slipped between them. She put her arms around his neck again as their mouths came together. He ran his hands all over her body, first her hair, then down her arms, back up to her shoulders, then down her chest. He eased his hands between her breasts, trying not to touch her nipples just yet. He went down her stomach, then made a line for her legs. She moaned in his mouth, enjoying the feeling of his hands on her body. Her lips were so warm and smooth. Jenna loved Avery's taste. It had grown on her, among other things she came to love about him. She was prepared to let him take her at any moment. But then she remembered, in the story, the guy took the girl's clothes off before they made love, and she wanted to play out the story as much as she could. She broke the kiss, and then licked his lips. It was one of the most erotic things Jenna did to Avery.

"I want you to take my clothes off and make love to me," Jenna spoke, looking into his eyes. Avery looked back. She was so beautiful. He rose from the couch, and instead of helping her with her clothes, he put his arm underneath her petite body. She jumped at first, not expecting it, but soon her arms were around his neck, and she was cuddled in his arms. He carried from the living room into his bedroom, where there, he laid her on the bottom bunk. She smiled as he laid her down. She gleefully fell flat on the bed, her hands on her stomach. Avery gave her one last kiss. Then, he ran his hands up and down her legs.

"Close your eyes, Jenna," he whispered to her. Jenna did. He kissed her once more, and then ran his hands down to the bottom of her shirt. He slowly pulled it up. Her flesh, pure and white, came into full view. Soon, her breasts, being held in by a white bra, exposed themselves. He reached her head, and she helped him pull it over. He took it in his hand, and placed it to the side. He admired her upper body, nude save the bra on her tits. Her nipples were hard and very sensitive. He kissed the soft flesh of her lower neck, then he kissed lower, in between her tits, down her stomach, and soon he reached her tan pants. She put her hands back on her stomach, and fought her urge to force herself upon him. He slowly unbuttoned her pants, and unzipped them. She wiggled out of them as he pulled them down her shapely legs. Soon, they were added with her shirt. He kissed her lower leg, up to her knee, all over her thighs, and finally reaching the strap of her panties. He placed one deep kiss on her panties, which were soaked already. It sent a slight shock through her body, but it steadily subsided. He went back up to her breasts. He kissed each breast through the material, and then helped her undo the clasp. He took the bra from her tits, which was sticking to them from a bit of sweat. Her nipples were a bright pink and very hard. He admired them for a while. Then, he went back down to her panties. He grabbed the straps on each side and began to pull them down. After reaching her ankles, he pulled them off, and added them to the pile he had started. He took in her scent. That was the scent he loved so much. He bent over and gave her one small kiss on her bare pussy. Jenna's body shuddered harder from it. He went back up and gave her one last deep kiss on her lips.

"I'll be right back, Jenna. Keep your eyes closed," he whispered to her. She smiled, and did as she was told. He left to the kitchen, where there, he grabbed the ice cream, chocolate syrup, can of whipped cream, pineapple tidbits, cherries, and the strawberries. He nabbed a large spoon and put it in his pocket. He took the stereo remote in his hand, and turned on the music he had purchased earlier. With that, he walked back into the room. He knelt on the bed, and put the things to the side. The cold air was rushing against Jenna's body, stimulating her senses. She was growing wetter and wetter, both with arousal and anticipation to have that arousal satisfied.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm making a banana split, and you're my banana," he joked.

"Mmm, sounds delicious," she said seductively.

He opened the ice cream carton, and scooped some of the ice cream out with the spoon. He tasted it, and then put the spoon close to her mouth.

"Open your mouth," he ordered. She did as she was told, and he rewarded her with the taste of vanilla. She sucked on the spoon, cleaning it completely. The flavor was delicious, and she wondered what more he had with him. She could not wait for him to be inside of her, but whatever he wanted to do before then was more than fine with her. Then, he took the spoon and scooped up more ice cream.

"Spread your legs a bit for me baby," he said. She did, and Avery smoothed the ice cream on her pussy. She shouted as the cold frozen cream rubbed against her fragile and already oozing pussy lips. She relaxed a bit, and let him finish. He then took the chocolate syrup, and undid the plastic seal on the bottle.

"Here, open up," he said as he poured the chocolate syrup into her mouth. The dark, sticky viscous substance flowed into her hungry mouth. He lowered down and kissed her, tasting the chocolate in her mouth. Then, he poured the sticking syrup down her neck, making a trail to her breasts. He made sure not to miss a single spot on her tits, then poured in between them, and made another line to her pussy, where he blended the ice cream with the syrup. With that, he put the syrup aside, and took the can of whipped cream in his hand. He shook it up a bit, then sprayed some in his mouth.

"Open up again baby," he said as he sprayed the whipped cream into her mouth. She swallowed it happily. He shook the can again, and sprayed it all over her tits where the syrup was, and then sprayed it on her pussy, where the ice cream was melting and trickling down her vulva, stimulating her over and over again. He had never done something like this before. She never knew she could feel so good just from dessert. He removed a few pineapple pieces from the can. He placed them a half inch apart, encircling her navel. When he was finished, nine pieces adorned her stomach, making her bellybutton look much less like a scar and more like a sun. He took a single cherry and garnished the center of her bellybutton with it. At last, he took the carton of strawberries, and removed two of them from it. He placed them on her tits, meshed in the whipped cream, and finally he spoke.

"Okay, my banana split it ready. Now, it's time to eat," he said clearly and assertively.

"Ooh, I can't wait," she said, awaiting the feeling of his lips and tongue all over her body, cleaning the sticking chocolate syrup, ice cream, and whipped cream from her cold, hormone-driven, still developing body. With that, he dove for her breasts. He started on the left breast, licking the chocolate and whipped cream from it. He passed over her nipples several times, keeping her on the edge of cumming. All she needed was to feel his tongue on her pussy once, and she would explode. She moaned in pleasure. He took the strawberry in his mouth, bit a small part of it, and then gave her the rest, letting the strawberry fall into her mouth. She chewed it happily and without contention. He kissed her, tasting the flavor in her mouth. She could also taste the chocolate syrup and whipped cream combination. She wanted more. She held him around her neck, trying to hold him in place as he kissed. He broke free and went to the other breast. He licked the contents from it, and this time, he ate the strawberry for himself. Then, he started down her body, licking the trail of chocolate down her stomach, leaving another trail of saliva and chocolate residue.