The Rocky Horror Picture Show Part 1

I was dating a hot little redhead. She was a nymph if I’ve ever met one. We lived 40 minutes apart and only really got to see each other on the weekends. We would meet up on most Fridays at one of our places and not come out again until Sunday night or sometimes on Monday mornings just in time for us to make it to work. Everything worked better at her place as she actually had her own house to herself whereas I shared an apartment with a roommate.

One Sunday evening as we are finishing up our long romp from the weekend and I’m getting ready to head home she tells me that we are going to see the Rock Horror Picture Show at one of the local theaters in two weeks. I wasn’t thrilled about it, but I honestly hadn’t taken her anywhere in a month or so. “Sure,” and thinking to myself what the hell, we’ll be out of the house for a couple of hours and come home and hop right back into bed.

The next Friday I’m back at her house, already finished up round one of fucking and we’re enjoying dinner. She was almost as good of a cook as she was in the bedroom, so I really preferred being at her place instead of mine where we would only ever have Ramon Noodles. “We have to go shopping tomorrow to pick up a nice new dress for the show” she told me between bites.

Crap, I had almost forgotten all about our “date”. “Alright, we can go around noon tomorrow to the mall.” I was a bit annoyed, because the most shopping that I ever wanted to do was at the local porn shop for new toys to keep things nice and interesting. What the hell though, if she wants a little extra, I can give in a bit. I’ll just make the stop by our shop on the way back to her place after.

We went right back into our routine of finishing dinner, fucking, having a drink, fucking again, and sleep. The next morning she wakes me up in good style. I’ve got a coffee that I can smell on the night stand next to me. The nice warm sun is already coming in on me. Oh, and I have her lips wrapped around my cock. It really is the best way to wake up in the morning.

I look down at the top of her head as she is bobbing up and down on my cock. God, she is good. She has her hand wrapped up under my balls, stroking them gently as she strokes the bottom of my shaft with her tongue. Her lips have a nice tight seal all the way around my shaft and just a hint of suction that gets tighter each time that she draws up toward the head of my cock. She’s already convinced me that she doesn’t breathe the entire time that she gives me head or she wouldn’t be able to hold the suction like that.
I give out a little moan as she heads back down to the base. On the next stroke up she comes off of my cock and finally looks up at me. “Good morning sleepy head. I thought I was going to be all by myself here. I mean that’s not entirely a bad thing since your cock was already hard enough to take care of me,” her voice is so soft and seductive that it makes my balls tight up a little more. As she starts to lick the head of my cock like a lollipop they get even tighter.

“Christine, I’m sure that you could always take care of yourself whether I’m here or not,” I banter her just a little.

“Sure I could, but it’s always more fun with you here. More fun yet when your head is in the game.” With that she drops back down fully on the head of my dick. I love her sense of humor. It always seems to work out in my favor. And with her, I always win in the end.
She plummets right to the base of my cock and I can feel the head of my dick right at the entrance to her throat. Her tongue is working around the base of my cock and right to the base of my nut sack. She glances back up to make eye contact as she rattles her throat sending vibrations through the length of me. I can’t help it as my head hits the pillow behind me. Oh, FUCK! She starts to bob back up and down. Constant with her suction and running her tongue around my shaft she’s making my sack pull in tighter and tighter.

She ups the ante as she increases her speed. Oh man, she is trying to finish me quickly. It feels so good that I’m inclined to let her. She let go of my sack and runs her hands under my ass. I can feel her nails begin to dig in as she pulls herself down tighter on me. She is fully face fucking herself on my cock now and I’m in love with the feeling. “Oh fuck.” She moans an uh huh while never slowing her pace. A second later I was blowing my load straight down her throat.

She swallowed the first three jets and then had to back off as she couldn’t swallow quickly enough. She kept her mouth over the top of my head so that the stream couldn’t get too messy. I could feel my own cum dropping back down my shaft and running down my balls. The heat and sensation of the stream was driving me nuts. She reached down and began to stroke me again using my own cum as lube.
Another jet of cum drizzled out of my hole as my entire body began to quake from the feeling. Her hand was gliding up and down my shaft with almost no friction due to the coating. I looked back down at her smiling face. “Um, fuck. I do love to get my required intake of protein first thing in the morning.” She stopped stroking and licked her fingers clean. “Come on Mr Man, into the shower. In case you forgot, we have somewhere to be.”

We rolled through the showering and I went to get dressed as she finished in the bathroom. I was ready to go and walked back in to the bathroom to see where she was at in the process. The sight of her took my breathe away. She was bent over the counter at her tiny little waist. Her D breasts were hanging freely out in front of her. I could trace the curve of her spine all the way down to the luscious curve of her ass. She was a tiny little thing at only 5’5” and 130 lbs (most of the weight was in her chest). Thankfully though she wasn’t a mini Barbie with ribs sticking out and hip bones protruding. She was healthy and due to the constant walking that she did, she remained in good strong shape.
She looked away from the mirror where she was finishing her lipstick and smiled knowing that she had just caught me checking her out. “Almost done. Go pick me out a nice bra and panties to wear out for the day.” Hmmm. I get to pick out the sexiest things that I want on her. I love doing that to her. There were things that I could have her wear under her clothes that would have her thinking about nothing except sex until we got back into bed.

I went to her dresser and pulled a bra with red silk lining that would keep her nipples perky all day long. It was wrapped on the outside with a black lacy design so that some of the red still showed through. I quickly located the matching thong to go with it. Her ass always looked best with a piece of string between her cheeks. “Alright Christine, your all set out here.” She sauntered out of the bathroom and smirked looking at the set on the end of the bed waiting for her. She pulled them on and made sure to bend over to the bottom drawer to pull a pair of pants out. She knew what she was doing when she bent over at the hips. I was staring at the full string as her cheeks parted slightly. The outline of her pussy lips were showing through the thin material as well.

I could feel that familiar twitch as my cock started to come back to life.