All Chapters of Dangerous Pleasures: Chapter 1161 - Chapter 1170

I encouraged her back higher, and when she complied, I slid lower, kissing over her neck before taking one of her breasts into my mouth. I was rewarded with a steady stream of sighs and moans and encouraging words, each of which filled me with confidence to continue. I'd seen a lot of different positions in my research, and there was one I wanted to try that I thought would work well on our tiny little twin XL. Looking back I wonder how we ever got anything done on that thing.Anyway, I reluctantly let her nipple go and kissed my way down her belly, hooking her thighs with my arms and pulling her toward the top of the bed. Mitch got the idea immediately, grinning ear to ear as she straddled my face."Yeah?"I nodded, my mouth watering as I took in her aroma. God, she smelled good, and I couldn't believe how badly I wanted to taste her again. Mitch lowered her sex to me as I pulled her thighs down, and I pushed my tongue deep into her folds. My eyes closed and I moaned into her skin as

I made a show of rolling my eyes. "Okay, fine, one game." Mitch responded with a huge smile and a big smacking kiss that made me laugh.I'd gone to football and basketball games in high school. Everyone did, it was the scene on Friday nights. I never actually watched any of the games, though. It wasn't like I didn't know the rules, or anything. My dad and brother were casual fans, and the fate of local teams was a regular topic of conversation growing up.Our football games were small town things, a few hundred people at the most with a fifteen to twenty person band, depending on how many students signed up that year. Musical talent not required. One thing was for sure, though, nothing had prepared me for what was in store for me that Saturday. Now, I'll never be the level of psycho fanatic that Mitch is, but the pageantry, the people, the relentless energy, it was nothing like I'd expected. And to think it had all been happening just blocks away from me for the last two years.By hal

I spent the next twenty minutes getting Carl and Bridget's story. My brother works for NOAA, the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, at Gray's Reef off the coast of Savannah. As a side hustle he leads diving groups on the weekends, which was where they'd met. Apparently she went on three of his diving trips before she worked up the nerve to try to talk to him."So why aren't Mom and Dad going to like her?""Other than them being racist? She's a couple of years older than me, not nearly as religious as they'd probably like, and she has a gay older brother.""Oh, wow. Yeah. It's going to be interesting.""And we're living together.""Oh, shit.""Cindy!" I could hear the playful remonstrance in Carl's voice."What, you're living in sin and you're worried about me using bad language? Perspective, please. Do they know?"That got a sarcastic laugh from my brother. "Absolutely not."We all started laughing, and we started speculating on whether or not that information would kill

We had a repeat separation, and for a good deal longer, at Christmas. We spent most of December trying to contrive something that would let me come visit Mitch and her family for the holiday, but we couldn't come up with anything that would be less than extremely suspicious.And the last thing I wanted was to give Dad or Mom any additional reason to research my roommate and doubles partner. I'd mentioned Michelle's imaginary boyfriend, Jimmy, a couple of times in what I hoped were innocuous ways. But I was still scared every second.We talked as often as we could, but it wasn't the same as being in her arms, and I had the hardest time sleeping without her, including several more nightmares. But eventually it passed, and we were back at school. The season was starting, and I fell easily back into the role of student athlete.Lidke wasn't back this year. Not a surprise, as we all could tell how homesick she'd been. But there was a new girl on the team, and poor Mitch had to spend a few

I looked down between my legs. "Can you get the job done in fifteen minutes?"She didn't answer, just popping her eyebrows at me and bending back to her work. Turns out she was very good at her job, and I was wearing a dreamy little smile by the time we made our way down to dinnerWe politely declined invitations to cards and movies in one of the other girls' rooms, and they didn't push much, settling for knowing smiles.It was an amazing experience, being able to stretch out, really enjoy each other without worrying about sliding off onto the floor. It also somehow felt very adult, like we weren't just kids fooling around, but real partners making love.We didn't go for too long, though, what I'd said on the bus was true. But my body still felt like Jell-O as we cuddled in post-coital bliss.I nuzzled into her neck. "Think the hotel would notice if we smuggled this bed back to campus?""Probably, but we could try. Strap it to the top of the bus." I giggled and kissed her neck while s