Senior Year Memories Ch. 08

"Thank you," she said, climbing off of me, twisting and pushing me so I was on my back on the bed. I didn't know what she was doing until she turned around and straddled my face, dropping her wet, stretched out pussy onto my face and taking my cock into her mouth. She sucked it deep into her throat, teasing my balls and the root of my cock with her hands. Mallory attacked my cock like a starving woman, jacking and sucking and licking, doing everything she could to make me cum.

I did what I could to return the favor, licking her pussy in our impromptu 69, but I wasn't nearly as good at multitasking as she was, apparently. I could only give her pussy the most cursory attention, if only for her amazing oral skills. I tried to keep up, I honestly did, but I was already so foregone there wasn't much I could do.

"FUCK, I'M CUMMING!" I yelled from her pussy, unleashing a torrent of cum into her mouth. Mallory sucked me vigorously, slowing her pace only enough so that she could keep swallowing. I didn't think it'd be possible that she could keep up, but she found a way, gulping down shot after shot of cum. I was still shooting off when she came up for air, gasping and choking slightly. I must've hit her, but I couldn't see it yet, and I was too lost to care.

When I finally finished, I fell back on the mattress, exhausted.

"Holy shit," Mallory said.

"Yeah... that was pretty amazing," I admitted.

"Oh, yeah, that too, I was just kind of in awe of how much you came," she said, finally turning around to face me. While she'd swallowed most of my cum, there was still a river of it coating her chin, neck and tits.

"Oh, shit, sorry," I said.

"Why? I like the taste of cum, and it's way easier to clean up than half the makeup I use," she said, prancing almost gleefully to my clothes.

"What're you doing?" I asked. She rooted around in my pockets and came up with my phone.

"Josie told me something about you taking pictures?" Mallory said, holding my phone with a look of amusement (and my cum) on her face.

Backpedaling, I said, "It's not like I'm taking trophies or anything, it was just something that started like a joke and-"

"Relax. This would hardly be the worst picture I've ever taken. Just don't share it or anything? I've got a reputation to keep up," she said, tossing me the phone, posing as cutely as she could with my cum all over her face and chest. I couldn't argue with any of that logic, and was all too happy to add her to my 'Senior Year Memories' album. I couldn't explain why, but I was pretty sure Mallory would end up one of the fondest of those memories.

Picture taken, Mallory stepped into her bathroom and came out with a towel, wiping the cum from her face and chest. Smiling broadly, she jumped up onto the bed next to me, cuddling in my arms.

"So, do you need to like, get out of here in a hurry or anything?" Mallory asked.

"Not really. Why?" I asked.

"Well, first I was thinking of getting in touch with Nadia and confirming project details; I'd appreciate having you there to back me up," Mallory said.

"Sure," I replied.

"Then, well, I lost some time working on Kerrigan while we were fucking, which was still fantastic and I really appreciate, but if I'm gonna spend the next few weeks spending my free time on this haunt project, I could really use a second set of hands for a couple hours tonight to finish the stage of Kerrigan I was on so I don't leave that half-done. You good to help me out?" Mallory asked.

I didn't have to think too long about how to answer this. "Of course."

"Wonderful," she replied, kissing my neck. "And after that, if you still don't need to run, I wouldn't say no to a little more fun. I like that you see me for who I am, but I will say... I wouldn't mind giving you a bit of a show of some of my works. I love fucking in the right costume, and since I don't get the opportunity very often..."

Mallory let her words trail off, and I was more than happy to fill in the gaps with my own imagination. She had a lot of amazing looks online, and the racks of clothing she had around her room promised a lot of choice. I'd lived a lot of moments recently that felt like a nerd fantasy come to life, but this one looked to be the one to take the cake.

"I think I can make the time," I said.