Summertime Blues (for Zoe)

Tommy sat there in a bit of a daze as he watched her swallow down his cum and finish off his beer. Fuck, I haven’t cum like that in a long time, he thought. He shook his head, trying his best to regain his composure as she told him she was leaving. He stood up and pulled up his boxer briefs.

“I can give you a ride,” he offered, even though all he wanted to do was crawl into bed and get some sleep. It was the least he could do, right? The dorms were pretty close, anyways.
 
Ellie had already stood and grabbed her phone out of her bag,
”I’d rather not, car will be here in 2 minutes anyways.” She moved to put on her shoes already planning how to extract the next 2 orgasms out of him the next day, in the quickest possible way.
”Do I get a key?” She asked looking at him, “Or will you be in tomorrow afternoon?”
 
He shrugged, and nodded. He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a key hanging on one of the hooks next to the back door, and came back out and handed it to her.

“I’ll be around tomorrow,” he said. “You know, I’ve got that old pick-up truck, I’d be happy to help you get all moved in,” he offered. He cringed inwardly. Dude, she doesn’t actually like you, stop trying, just enjoy the blowjobs and the scenery!
 
She hesitated, her stubbornness wanted her to say no as a reflex, but it would save her running back and forth in taxis.
”Sure, I will text you tomorrow when I am ready and where to get me,” She patted the waist of her skirt, almost reminding herself she had his number too.
Ellie headed to the door, just in time to see the car head down the street,
”Well, see you.” She said nonchalantly as she left the house.

Her sleep had been infrequent that evening, a list of what to pack along with a wariness of her new landlord swirled around her head all night. Luckily she had already gotten boxes in preparation and had started packing earlier in the week so it didn’t take her that long. It was only 4 by the time she was outside the dorms, texting him she was ready and her address.
 
Tommy slept quite well that night, his body quite satisfied after such an intense orgasm. He woke up fairly early the next day, and spent the morning with his headphones on and a guitar in lap. He tried to keep himself busy to keep his mind off Ellie, but it didn’t work very well.

He was still in a state of disbelief that last night had even happened at all, but the knowledge that it would happen again made it all very real, and he found himself wondering just how the next one would go down. What was she planning? Would it even be a blowjob this time? His mind was racing.

He was working out in the garden when he finally got the message from Ellie. His heart beat hard in his chest. He was sweaty and dirty, wearing well-used denim overalls and a tee shirt as he got into his truck and made his way to her dorm. He spotted her as he pulled up, and brought the truck to a stop in front of her and hopped out.

“Hey there,” he said, walking around to the back of the truck and lowering the gate before helping her load up the boxes.
 
“Afternoon” She nodded at him, appraising what he was wearing, quite a change of look from the previous night, if anything her current outfit of Jeans and t-shirt almost mirrored what he wore previously.
Silently she handed him 3 cardboard boxes, a large suitcase and a small bag. “You look like some sort of back sticks hill billy.” Ellie had laughed, the words out of her mouth before she even considered stopping them, as she climbed into the passenger side of the truck.

She was looking forward to settling in, unpacking and taking a long shower, or perhaps a bath. It had already been a long day and she was torn between wanting to get orgasm number 2 out of the way or getting to sleep early.

“Have you got any food in? I’m starving.” She asked fastening her seatbelt and opening her window.
 
Tommy scoffed at her “hillbilly” comparison as he loaded her boxes in the truck’s bed, but he let it go. He raised an eyebrow towards her when she asked about food, and nodded. “I keep the pantry and fridge pretty well stocked. I hope you’re not a vegan, though.” He drove them through town back to his place. “I was thinking about firing up the grill this afternoon, once I get cleaned up,” he said.

He chuckled. “I will warn you, though, the smell often attracts the neighbors, so we may have some company,” he said with a shrug. It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence at all.
 
“God no! I admire the morals behind the vegan diet but I could not live without meat.” She retorted, relieved in a way that he did actually eat meat. Ellie groaned slightly at the prospect of a small party,

“What are your neighbours like?” She had asked once they had arrived, whilst she was in the middle of carrying a box inside, “I’m not sure I am up to entertaining tonight, I might have to call it an early night, moving stress was not a friend to my sleep.” The last thing she wanted was to have to make polite conversation with a bunch of his stoner friends, when she would much prefer to test out her new bed, for sleep.
 
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Tommy shrugged as they pulled up in front of his house. “The neighbors are fine,” he said as he started pulling her boxes out of the truck. “Harmless, really. I guess I should have warned you about that. People in this neighborhood are pretty friendly.”

He helped her take her things inside and left her to her own devices. “I’m gonna get a quick shower and then fire up the grill,” he told her.
 
Her eyes followed him as he went upstairs, charming bring her stuff inside yet leaves her to take it to her room. Ellie made a few trips up and down the stairs, on her third trip she could hear the shower running, what had she gotten herself into.

At least the bed was comfortable, she had lay down once all her stuff had been brought into the room, having only planned on resting a moment she had ended up falling asleep for an hour. When she woke her room was too warm, but on opening the window she realised the party had started without her, voices could be heard coming from the back of the house, the faint smell meat cooking on the grill too.

With a sigh she pulled out some clothes, changing into a light summer dress that rested just above her knees, it was a warm evening afterall. She had checked herself in the mirror, god knows why, she wasn’t looking to impress the hill billy and friends, before padding barefoot downstairs.

She paused in the living room, strangely nervous, what if they were all swingers, or religious, or just strange people. Ellie crept into the kitchen, happily empty and peeked in the fridge. Only beer, she wasn’t a fan of beer but with no other alcohol available it would have to do.

From the kitchen she could see him at the grill, him with the stupid hair, with a final sigh she headed out to the garden.
 
The “party” was really just a handful of neighbors. Most of them were graduate students, like Tommy, except for the two girls from across the street, whom Ellie would vaguely recognize from a couple of her own classes. The girls were wearing bikinis and had clearly just finished having a soak in the hot tub. The four other guys were involved in some kind of yard game involving tossing small bean bags into a hole in a box about fifteen feet away.

Tommy was standing at the grill, teasing one of the guys after he had just barely missed with his toss. He was wearing simple navy board shorts and a tie-dyed tee shirt that had lost its sleeves at some point. There was some funky instrumental music playing on a juke box, and as Tommy flipped over some burgers on the grill in front of him, he looked up just in time to see Ellie walk out of the house.

He smirked, immediately recalling the intense orgasm she had given him the night before, and their agreement for two more. “Ellie, hey,” he said, and quickly rattled off the names of everyone that was hanging out.
 
She had nodded at each of them before heading towards the girls, girls were always a safe bet when men were around. They had never been friends but had shared notes or a complaint about a difficult assignment from time to time. Whilst they had clearly been in the tub, there was no way she would ever be getting into that thing unless she was sure she had total privacy.

Eventually she had joined the queue for the food, when it was her turn she looked him up and down, not bothering to hide the smirk from him “Well Tommy you do have,“ she let out a slight laugh “an interesting dress sense.” Whilst presenting her plate for him to fill.

The group had been fine after all, the evening had went by quite quickly and she had found herself quite relaxed in the end. Soon though she was stifling a yawn, he was down the other end of the garden so she sauntered over, getting close enough to motion him down to her, cupping a hand to his ear she whispered,
”Do you want me to suck your cock tonight?”
 
Tommy shook off the backhanded compliment about his clothes, not really sure what to make of it. That was the second one she’d made that day, and he was beginning to wonder if he’d misjudged her, and letting her move in was a mistake.

He was cleaning up and saying good bye to the last of his friends when she came up to him. He smirked at her quiet question in his ear. “I’m pretty beat,” he said, gathering up a small stack of used plates. “Another time, huh?”
 
Ellie wasn’t sure how to respond, she wasn’t sure how she felt either. Relieved or disappointed she seemed to veer from one to the other. Perhaps her face showed her vexation for a moment, unsure if he was in fact toying with her.

”Probably for the best, I’m much too tired, not sure I would give my best.” She replied quietly before turning from him so say goodnight to the remaining members.

As she began to climb the stairs she did for a moment feel a pang of guilt, pausing she wondered if she should offer to help tidy up, but when another yawn came she shrugged it off and headed upstairs anyway.

She had changed into a light set of shorts and vest top and was quickly in bed. Sleep would come quickly to her, but as it started to wash over her she started to think about him, more specifically his cock. Tomorrow she was determined to make him cum, lessen her debt again and release Herself from his hold.
 
Tommy finished cleaning up a little while later. He took his time and, once satisfied, packed up a little weed in a glass pipe and got in the hot tub. He smoked it and relaxed for a while, pondering the situation between him and Ellie. He probably should have taken her up on her offer this evening, but part of him liked having that debt over her. The anticipation was half the fun!

He couldn’t help but wonder how the next time would happen. Right here in the hot tub would be very nice, he thought, and rubbed his cock a bit under the water. Or maybe she’d surprise him in the shower? That would be really fucking hot. He could just imagine her naked. His cock was growing harder. Or maybe she’d climb into his bed and wake him up by sucking his dick? His imagination was running wild as he sat in the hot tub, blissfully stoned, until his fingers and toes were all wrinkled up.

He got out and dried off and headed inside, making his way to his bed. He stopped in the hallway outside Ellie’s room. The door was cracked open, and he pushed it open just a bit more, and saw that she was sleeping soundly. He headed to his own room and took his clothes off, crawling into bed naked, and soon fell asleep.

The early morning sun streamed through his windows, waking him. It wasn’t uncommon for him to wake up with a raging hard-on, and today was no different. As he lay there and stroked himself, his thoughts went back to Ellie, and he could see her lips wrapped around his cock, her head bobbing up and down, determined to suck him to completion. He hoped she would want to satisfy her debt today. He let himself cum quickly, spurting onto his belly and chest, and smirked deviously to himself as he lay there, knowing that if she did offer herself up again today, she’d really have to work to get him off.

He got out of bed and wiped the cum away with a tissue. He pulled on a pair of mesh gym shorts and quickly used the bathroom before heading down to the kitchen. He put on a pot of coffee and started pulling out some ingredients to fix breakfast. Some sausage, some eggs, some diced potatoes, peppers and onions, and in a few minutes a delectable scent was filling the house.
 
Ellie groaned when she eventually woke up, checking the time she had slept a full 10 hours. Clearly it had been much needed, her oncoming homelessness had been playing on her mind for quite some time. She wasn’t too inclined to get out of bed, it was particularly comfy and just for a moment she wondered if his was the same, they did look very similar after all.

Still when the smell eventually drifted into the room her stomach answered with a low growl. With another groan she pulled herself out of bed, pulling her hair quickly up in a high ponytail and glanced at herself in the mirror. If she wanted, she could surely extract a load of cum from him now, Ellie pulled her shorts a little higher, a hint of cheek peeking out below them, her top pulled lower, tucking it under her breasts to expose her stomach too. A grin spread on her face, she couldn’t help it, she had to do it now whilst she felt at her best.
She kept the smile plastered on her face as she headed downstairs and into the kitchen,
”Good morning!” She chimed brightly as she entered, heading straight for the fridge. “I had a fantastic sleep, how are you?” She bent over, pulling a carton of oj out before heading straight for Tommy.

”I’ve just realised you haven’t really shown me where things are kept here,” She took a quick swig before placing the carton on the counter beside him, pressing her body against his to pin him in place. “Are the glasses here?” She asked, reaching her hand up to the cabinet beside him, peeking inside to find she was not correct, “No“ she mused, leaning back slightly, placing Her hand at the back of her head to give it a cartoonish scratch, wrinkling her nose as she did.
 
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Tommy turned his head to look at her when she said good morning, and smiled, his eyes lighting up a bit when she saw her skimpy outfit. She really did have a great body. “Good morning to you,” he said, “I slept just fine.”

He glanced over at her when she bent over looking into the refigerator, taking a mental picture of her delicious derriere. The fabric of her shorts had ridden up just enough to give him a very nice view of her butt. If she had been his girlfriend, he would have promptly smacked that ass. Instead, he scooped the cooked sausage crumbles out of the pan and onto a paper towel on a plate, and reached for the eggs. “Hungry?” he asked her, but then she was suddenly pressed against his back, reaching past him into the cabinets.

“Cups are over here,” he said, reaching to his left and opening a cabinet. He pulled a glass out and then turned to face her, holding it up between them. “Here you go,” he said, suddenly acutely aware that his dick was stiffening in his shorts, pressed between their thighs.
 
Ellie let herself fall against him again, “Aww thank you Tommy,” She beamed at him, “That’s nice, but I am not sure I am hungry just yet.” Her stomach would beg to differ but at least it was keeping quiet for now. She paused looking up at him, her free hand reaching up to hold his chin, “Don’t you look all fresh faced this morning?” She asked, squirming herself against him, trying to see if it had any affect, as she took the glass from his hand, placing it down beside the drink.

Her hand slowly loosened from his chin, she deliberately let her fingers run down his chest, this seduction act was actually quite fun, stopping only as her fingertips reached the waist of his shorts. She looked down between them at her fingers, looking back up at him as she pulled the material, letting it ping back against him as she flashed Tommy a cheeky smile.

Keeping her eyes on him her fingers traced down the outside of the material, stopping when she found what she was looking for. Her free hand reached up to the back of his head, fingers working through his hair under the band before stopping.
“Why don’t you,” she whispered, slightly breathless, “let me suck your cock.” A hint of pleading in her voice, like he would be satisfying her to let her, “then I will make you breakfast?” Her eyes were wide, doe like, looking like innocent prey waiting for the hunter.
 
“I thought you said you weren’t hungry,” Tommy said, smirking as he let her stroke his stiffening cock through his shorts. His own belly rumbled a bit with need, especially with the smell of the freshly cooked sausage permeating the air.

But then she was caressing him, and she was so close, for a moment he thought she might kiss him. He reached behind him and turned off the burner on the stove.

“I like the sound of that plan,” he said, wondering if he could even get off again so soon after stroking himself to orgasm.
 
Her grin widened, pushing away from him to straighten up. She removed her fingers from his hair, the ponytail looser, hanging slightly, her other hand moved back to his waistband, pulling on it as she stepped back.
“I want you,” she purred pulling him with her, “to sit up here.” She patted the counter of the island, before giving his shorts a swift tug to bring him closer. Again she reached up to his head, pulling him down until her lips were beside his ear, “To let me make you feel good.”

She manoeuvred him round till his back met the counter, pulling his shorts down with a grin.
 
“Right here, huh?” Tommy replied, placing his hands on the counter on either side of him, and then pushing himself up to sit on it. His dick was stiffening in his underwear, creating an impressive bulge against the tight, smooth fabric.

He leaned back on the counter, looking at her, his eyes lingering in her cleavage for a moment before looking into her eyes. A sly grin crossed his face. “You often wake up horny first thing in the morning?”
 
Ellie nodded as she stood beside him, back to the counter and pushed herself up too.
“Right there Tommy.” She grinned, straddling his waist, hard cock pressed under her.
“I only wake up horny,” she whispered looking down at him, “when I know there is a man waiting for me.”
Her hand reached down between her legs, grazing over the fabric of her shorts without stopping, only coming to rest when she could touch his cock.
Firmly she rubbed her palm over the bulge, her other hand gripping his shoulder to keep her in place,
“Does that feel good?” She purred at him
 
Tommy’s cock throbbed at her words, slowly stiffening at her touch, and he laid himself back across the island as she climbed on top of him, looking up at her.

“That feels real fucking nice,” he replied, his eyes drinking in her sexy body as she rolled her hips against his growing erection. It took every ounce of willpower he had to keep from grabbing her hips and grinding against her, but he restrained himself. Barely.
 
Ellie let out a squeal, falling forward onto him, only managing to hold herself up with one arm,
“Don’t do that,” she giggled flicking her hair, “I’ll fall off!”
Her hand peeled his underwear down, letting his cock free, her hand slipped under it whilst she sat herself on top of its length, working him from both sides.
If she wasn’t careful she would end up unwittingly getting herself off.

Squirming slightly she balanced herself, pushing up so she was sitting on him, unsure what to do with her spare hand she ended up grabbing his, intwining their fingers together,
“Just like that.” She attempted to moan, hoping it sounded convincing, “Now Tommy, you must promise to tell me when you are close, I don’t want you making a mess of my pyjamas.” She pretended to scold him as she continued to work his cock, moving herself in just a way to let her breasts bounce slightly.
 
“Oh I will,” Tommy said, groaning with pleasure as she rode and stroked him at the same time. “Fuck that feels good,” he said, squeezing her hand in his and holding it tight.

He was well aware that it would be pretty much impossible for her to make him cum like this, but he was more than happy to let her try! He was enjoying all the sensations so much, there was no way he was about to tell her to stop.
 
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