Chapter 17: Conversation Over Pizza
After their Renaissance English class, Leo and Maggie walked hand-in-hand to their usual pizza place. They sat in their usual place and ordered their usual slices. As they waited for them to arrive, Maggie caressed Leo’s cheek and then kissed it. “I’m so lucky to have found you, handsome.” Maggie’s voice was soft as she leaned into Leo’s side, her fingers tracing the sharp line of his jaw. The pizza place was warm and dimly lit, the scent of garlic and melted cheese filling the air. Leo’s arm wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her closer as he pressed a kiss to her temple.
“You’re the one who saved *me*,” Leo murmured, his breath hot against her ear. “I was just some dumb jock before you came along. Now I’ve got the hottest girl on campus wrapped around my finger.”
Maggie laughed, the sound light and musical, but her eyes darkened as she glanced down at his lap. Leo’s cock was already half-hard beneath his jeans, the outline thick and promising against the denim. She bit her lip, her fingers tracing the bulge through the fabric before giving it a teasing squeeze.
“You’re *always* hard for me,” she murmured, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. “I love that.”
Leo groaned, his hips jerking up into her touch. “Fuck, Maggie, you’re gonna make me come in my pants if you keep that up.”
The pizza arrived, steaming and greasy, and they separated enough to eat. After a bite, Leo sighed then asked, “Do you think we need some guidelines after what happened this morning?”
Maggie swallowed and nodded. “I think it would be smart if we agreed in things. Did you have anything particular in mind?” Maggie asked, her fingers tracing the rim of her soda glass. The condensation dripped down her fingertips, and she licked them clean, her tongue slow and deliberate. Leo’s eyes followed the movement, his jaw tightening.
“Yeah,” he said, his voice rough. “I think we need to be clear about what we’re okay with. I don’t want any misunderstandings.”
Maggie leaned forward, her blouse gaping just enough to give Leo a teasing glimpse of her cleavage. “Like what?” she asked, her voice a breathy whisper.
Leo swallowed hard, his gaze flicking down to her lips before meeting her eyes again. “Like, if you’re with someone else, I want to know.
Not so I can be possessive or control you,” Leo clarified, his voice low and steady. He reached across the booth, his thumb brushing over Maggie’s knuckles. “But so I don’t feel like I’m in the dark. I don’t want you feeling alone, even if it’s with someone else.”
Maggie’s breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest at the sincerity in his words. She looked down at their entwined fingers, her lips curving into a soft smile. “Then we’ll talk,” she murmured. “No secrets. No lies.” At Leo’s nod, she went on, “Is there anything you just won’t stand for? A line that should not be crossed?” Maggie asked, her voice a breathy whisper. She leaned forward, her fingers tracing the rim of her soda glass, the condensation dripping down her fingertips. She licked them clean, her tongue slow and deliberate, her eyes locked on Leo’s. “Tell me, Leo. What’s off-limits?”
Leo’s jaw tightened, his gaze flicking down to her lips before meeting her eyes again. “I don’t want to see you with someone who doesn’t respect you,” he said, his voice rough. “If someone’s just using you for sex, if they don’t care about you—no.That’s a hard line.” Leo’s voice was low, firm, and Maggie could see the muscle in his jaw twitch with the words. “I won’t stand for someone treating you like nothing more than a fucktoy. You’re *more* than that.”
Maggie’s breath hitched, her fingers tightening around her glass. Her pussy clenched just thinking of how protective and possessive Leo could be when he put his mind to it. She loved the way he talked to her, like she was something precious and untouchable.
She looked up, her eyes sparkling, her voice soft. “Help me understand, baby. Isn’t Brad just using me? Or maybe that’s okay because you’re with me?” Maggie said softly in a questioning manner. Leo’s eyes unfocused for a moment as he considered her question. He nodded as he thought. Leo said, “That’s a really good question, babe. You may be right. If I’m with you I can help protect you if you need. Does that seem fair?” Leo asked, his voice raw and earnest as he searched Maggie’s face for understanding. His fingers were still tangled with hers on the table, his thumb tracing slow circles over her knuckles—small comforts that felt like anchors in the heat of their conversation.
Maggie’s breath hitched, her lips parting as she considered his words. The scent of garlic and melted cheese from the pizza between them mingled with the warm, familiar scent of Leo’s cologne, grounding her in the moment. She could feel the weight of his gaze, the way his brown eyes darkened with intensity as he waited for her response.
Maggie bit her lip, her mind racing with the implications of his words. She could still feel the lingering ache between her thighs from Judy’s thick cock, the memory of being stretched and filled making her pussy clench with need. But this was different. This was Leo—her Leo—asking her to define the boundaries of their relationship in a way that made her heart race.
Maggie leaned forward, her fingers tightening around Leo’s. “I think so, Leo, very fair. I can be with people who care about me, so long as I tell you. And when you and I are together and want to play, we can because you’ll protect me from morons. Is that accurate?”
Maggie asked in a whisper as she traced fingers across the back of Leo’s hand. The pizza sat forgotten between them, cooling rapidly, their earlier hunger replaced by something hungrier—something darker.
Leo exhaled sharply, his nostrils flaring as he dragged his thumb over Maggie's pulse point. “Yeah,” he growled, his voice thick with restraint. “But I *do* want a say in who you’re with.”
Maggie’s lips parted, her breath coming faster. “You want to… *vet* them?” she asked, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper as she batted her lashes coyly.
Leo groaned, his grip tightening on her hand.
“I want to know who they are, Maggie,” he growled, his voice rough with possessive heat. His fingers traced the delicate bones of her wrist, the pads of his thumb rubbing slow circles over her pulse as if branding her skin with his touch. “I want to look them in the eyes and decide for myself if they’re worthy of you.”
Maggie shivered, her thighs pressing together beneath the table, the damp heat between them betraying how much his words affected her. She leaned in closer, her blouse slipping off one shoulder, the fabric clinging to the curve of her breast.
Maggie nodded and went on. “The good news is, Leo, I am less active since we got together. I regularly have sex with Abby and Claire. It’s not real serious, and we usually end up sleeping together, really sleeping.” She blinked at him. “And that’s been it the past couple of weeks. Except for you.”
Leo let out a long sigh. “God, Maggie. I thought you’d have a long list, the way you described your sex life. I can handle Abby and Claire.”
Maggie snickered at his choice of words. “I bet you’d like to…”.
Maggie purred as she reached over and rubbed Leo’s cock through his jeans, feeling the thick, heavy weight of him beneath the denim. Leo’s breath hitched as Maggie’s fingers traced the outline of his cock, her nails scratching lightly over the thick fabric.
“Maggie…” Leo groaned, his hips jerking up involuntarily into her touch. His hand shot out, grasping her wrist, but instead of pulling her away, he guided her fingers to the button of his jeans, his voice rough with need—“Open it.
Take it out.”
Maggie whimpered at the command, her pussy clenching at the dominance lacing every syllable. She didn’t hesitate, her fingers trembling only slightly as she undid the button and pulled down the zipper. His cock sprang free, thick and hard and already leaking at the tip, the head flushed a deep, angry red. A bead of pre-cum glistened on the slit, and Maggie couldn’t resist—she leaned forward and licked it off with a slow, deliberate swipe of her tongue.
“Fuck—!” Leo gasped, his hips jerking off the seat. The salty-sweet flavor burst across her tongue—musky, masculine, intoxicating.
Maggie moaned as she wrapped her lips around the swollen head of Leo’s cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive ridge before taking him deeper. The thick veins pulsed against her lips, the heat of him radiating through her mouth as she hollowed her cheeks and sucked hard.
“Oh *fuck*, Maggie—” Leo’s voice cracked, his fingers tangling in her hair as he guided her down further. The pizza place was dimly lit, the air thick with the sounds of their ragged breathing.
Maggie drew back and tucked her hair behind her ear as she looked up at him. She whispered, “Are you sure you want this here? Now? Because I will do it for you, lover.” Maggie’s voice was a breathy purr, her lips brushing the swollen head of Leo’s cock as she spoke. She looked up at him through her lashes, her eyes dark with lust, her fingers wrapping around the thick base of his shaft. “But if we do this, you have to be quiet. We can’t get caught.”
Leo’s breath hitched, his fingers tightening in her hair. “Fuck, Maggie. I don’t give a shit who sees. I want you to suck me off right here.”
Maggie smirked, her tongue darting out to lick the bead of pre-cum that had formed at the tip of his cock.
"Then let's give them a show," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. She lowered her head again, her lips parting to take the thick head of Leo's cock into her mouth.
The moment her hot, wet lips wrapped around him, Leo let out a shuddering breath, his fingers tightening in her hair. Maggie moaned around his cock, the vibrations making him twitch in her mouth. She took him deeper, her tongue swirling around the underside of his shaft, tracing the thick veins that pulsed with every beat of his heart.
"Fuck, Maggie," Leo groaned, his voice low and strained. He tried to keep quiet, but the sensation of her mouth on him made it a struggle.
Maggie's wet, hungry tongue licked up his length, her lips sealing around his cock head. Then she slowly sank down, taking more of him into her mouth with every bob of her head.
Leo’s breath came in sharp, controlled bursts as Maggie worked him, her tongue tracing the thick vein along the underside of his shaft before swirling around the sensitive tip. Each time her lips reached the base, she had to struggle slightly, her jaw stretching around his girth, but she didn’t stop. The wet, obscene sounds of her mouth working him filled the small space of their booth.
Maggie’s lips stretched obscenely around his thick shaft, her saliva coating him as she sank down another inch, then another, until her nose pressed against the soft skin of his stomach. Her gag reflex kicked in, but she forced herself to breathe through her nose, her throat fluttering around the broad head of his cock.
“Fuck—!” Leo’s voice was a guttural groan, his hips jerking up involuntarily. His free hand shot out to grip the edge of the table, his knuckles white as he struggled to stay quiet.
The pizza place was nearly empty, but the few scattered patrons were too engrossed in their own conversations to notice the way Maggie’s head bobbed beneath the table, her lips stretched tight around his cock. Leo’s breath came in ragged gasps as she pulled back, her tongue swirling around the swollen head before taking him deep again.
“That’s it, baby,” Leo growled, his voice rough with need. “Take it all. Show me how much you love my cock.”
Maggie moaned around him, the vibration sending a jolt of pleasure straight to his balls.
Her tongue swirled under the thick head, her fingers squeezing the base of his cock hard enough to make him grunt. She pulled off just enough to whisper, "You like that, baby? You like my mouth on you like this?" before diving back down, taking him to the back of her throat again.
Leo’s cock twitched, his hips bucking up slightly despite his attempts to stay still. His free hand fisted in her hair, not pushing, just holding on like a lifeline. "Fuck, Maggie—" he hissed, his voice raw. "You’re gonna make me come if you keep that up."
She pulled off with a wet pop, saliva dripping from her lips.
"Then come for me, baby," Maggie whispered, her voice husky with lust. "I want to taste you." She wrapped her lips around the swollen head again, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip before taking him deep into her throat.
Leo’s breath hitched, his fingers tightening in her hair. His cock throbbed, the thick veins pulsing against her lips. "Fuck, Maggie—" he groaned, his voice strained. "I'm close, baby. I'm so fucking close."
Maggie moaned around his cock, the vibrations making him twitch. She pulled back slightly, her lips sealing around the head as she sucked hard, her tongue swirling around the sensitive ridge. She reached down and juggled his balls gently. Between that and the risk they were taking, Leo couldn’t keep control. He gasped and then let out a long sigh. His cock jerked in Maggie’s mouth, and then his seed was filling it. She swallowed around him, her throat working as she milked him for all he was worth. The salty, bitter taste of him filled her mouth. She pulled off the tip of his cock, letting the last drops fall onto her tongue before she swallowed it all. She licked her lips and gave him a broad smile.
Leo wasn’t done with her yet. His fingers tightened in her hair and he tugged her head back, forcing her to look up at him. His cock, still half-hard, glistened with her spit. “Maggie,” he grunted, his voice rough. “You’re fucking perfect, you know that?”
Maggie bit her lower lip, her eyes dark with lust. She answered, “Only when you tell me, baby.” Maggie’s voice was a breathy purr, her eyes locked on Leo’s as she licked her lips clean of his cum. The taste of him lingered—salty, musky, addictive. She could feel the damp heat between her thighs, her pussy throbbing with need. The booth felt too small, the air too thick with the scent of sex and pizza grease.
Leo’s grip on her hair tightened, his cock twitching as it began to stiffen again. “Fuck, Maggie,” he growled, his voice rough with lust. “You’re gonna be the death of me.”
Maggie smirked, her fingers tracing the damp head of his cock. Then a flirty feminine voice said, “Need help with that?” Maggie’s head jerked up to meet the eyes of Kimberly, their waitress. She was short but sexy, blonde hair and huge tits.
Maggie smiled at her. “You’re very kind to offer. Leo, baby, do we want some help?” Maggie’s voice was a breathy purr, her eyes never leaving Kimberly’s as she licked her lips, still glistening with Leo’s cum. The waitress’s gaze flicked between them, a slow, knowing smirk spreading across her full lips.
Kimberly leaned in closer, her ample tits pressing against the tight fabric of her uniform. "I can see you two are having a *very* good time," she murmured, her voice low and sultry. "But I think he might need a little *extra* attention." Her fingers brushed against Maggie’s shoulder, sending a shiver down her spine.
“You just swallowed all of Leo’s cum in front of me. That’s *filthy* little thing you are.” Kimberly’s eyes darkened with lust as she watched Maggie’s reaction—her lips parting softly, her breath hitching. “The two of you like being watched, don’t you, baby?” Kimberly whispered, her voice thick with promise.
Maggie looked at Leo and murmured, “It’s your call, Leo. Want some very attractive extra help?”
Leo ’s grip on Maggie’s hair didn’t loosen as he tilted his head toward Kimberly, his voice rough with need. “Yeah. We’d love some help.”
Kimberly’s smirk deepened, her fingers trailing down Maggie’s arm before slipping beneath the tablecloth. Maggie whimpered as warm, painted nails glided over her thigh, pushing her skirt up in one smooth motion. The contact sent sharp sparks through her already-sensitive nerves.
Kimberly knelt down beside their booth, her cleavage spilling over the neckline of her uniform as she leaned in. Her breath was hot on Maggie’s ear when she whispered, “Let me do the work for a bit.” And with that Kimberly leaned over and wrapped her dark red lips around the head of Leo’s cock as her finger moved slowly up and down Maggie’s slit.
Kimberly’s mouth took in about half of Leo’s cock, the tip of her tongue swirling around his head as Maggie looked down at her own pussy lips being slowly rubbed by Kimberly. Maggie moaned and writhed in place, her clit throbbing and throbbing as Kimberly’s finger worked her with fast little circles over her clit.
Kimberly was a devil, and she took Leo’s cock in deeper, her throat working to take him and gagging just a little. Maggie whimpered and couldn’t stop her hips from bucking up into Kimberly’s touch. Kimberly pulled back from Leo’s cock with a gasp, spit dripping from her lips.
“Fuck, he tastes good,” she moaned, her voice thick with lust. “You’ve got a sweet little pussy too, don’t you, Maggie?” Her fingers never stopped their relentless circles over Maggie’s clit, the wet sounds of her arousal filling the air beneath the table. Maggie could feel her own juices coating Kimberly’s fingers, her thighs trembling as she fought to stay quiet.
Leo’s cock glistened with Kimberly’s spit, the head swollen and dark with need. He groaned, his fingers tightening in Maggie’s hair as he guided her mouth back to his shaft. “Suck me while she plays with you,” he commanded, his voice rough with dominance.
Maggie blinked and lowered her head. Kimberly greeted her with a wink, and then together they worked his cock. One would take the shaft and the other his balls, and eventually they would switch. Their tongues collided on Leo’s cock and a couple of times Kimberly just kissed Maggie, swirling her tongue in Maggie’s mouth. And all the while, Kimberly’s finger moved beneath Maggie’s panties and painted a wet line from Maggie’s clit to her taint.
She explored the folds of Maggie’s pussy with the same hunger she used to take Leo’s cock. Kimberly flicked Maggie’s clit, sending a bright spear of need straight up Maggie’s spine. Maggie gasped, her back arching, her mouth falling away from Leo’s cock for the first time in minutes. She could feel the tablecloth above her shaking slightly—Kimberly was trembling with the same need that pulsed between Maggie’s thighs.
Maggie whimpered, her voice raw. “Kimberly… please...”
Kimberly’s breath hitched at the sound, her fingers pressing harder against Maggie’s slit. “Please what, babe?” she teased, her voice dripping with filthy promise.
“You want me to finger-fuck this sweet little cunt while you suck Leo’s cock? Or do you want me to *really* make you scream?”
Maggie’s breath hitched, her thighs trembling. “Both,” she gasped, her voice trembling with need. “Fuck, *both*—”
Kimberly’s lips curled into a wicked grin. “That’s my girl.” Her fingers slid deeper, two of them pressing inside Maggie’s dripping pussy with a wet, obscene sound. Maggie’s back arched off the booth seat, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as Kimberly curled her fingers, rubbing against that sensitive spot inside her.
Kimberly backed off Leo’s cock, and Maggie took in half of it in one thrust. Kimberly just turned her head and nibbled on Magggie’s neck.
"Fuck, you taste good too, babe. Let me make you feel good." Kimberly’s fingers moved faster inside Maggie, curling against that spot that made her entire body shudder. At the same time, Kimberly took Leo’s cock back into her mouth, her throat working greedily as she took him deep again.
Maggie’s back arched off the booth seat, her hips bucking up against Kimberly’s hand as the waitress finger-fucked her with hard, deep strokes. Kimberly’s fingers were slick with Maggie’s arousal, the wet sounds of her pussy echoing beneath the table like a porn soundtrack.
Leo groaned, his hips jerking up despite his attempts to stay still.
Kimberly’s mouth was obscenely stretched around his thick shaft, saliva dripping from her lips as she bobbed her head. Maggie could see the bulge of Leo’s cock pressing against the inside of Kimberly’s cheek as the waitress worked him.
Maggie was desperate, her pussy throbbing, her juices coating Kimberly’s fingers. She looked up at Leo, her eyes wild with lust. His head was tilted back as he tried to control his response to Kimberly's touch.
Kimberly opened her eyes to Maggie then slowly drew back off of Leo's cock. "He's almost there, Maggie. Finish him." As Maggie lowered herself down Leo's girth again, Kimberly added a third finger inside Maggie's cunt, enjoying the groan Maggie made as she was stretched even further. Her lips returned to Maggie's neck as Maggie sucked and slobbered on Leo's cock.
Kimberly took full advantage by driving her three fingers inside, using the pad of her thumb to press down hard on Maggie's clit with each deep inward stroke.
Maggie was shaking, her thighs trembling uncontrollably, her pussy fluttering hungrily around Kimberly's fingers, her walls clenching around the thick intrusion. Kimberly groaned, her mouth sleaving marks on Maggie's neck.
"You like that, Maggie? You like my fingers fucking you while you suck his cock?" Kimberly's voice was thick and breathless against Maggie's ear, her breath hot and heavy with lust. "You're such a filthy little thing, aren't you?" Maggie could not respond, her mouth and throat filled with Leo, but she thought to herself, "I *am* filthy, and I like it." Then Kimberly's fingers pressed against her g-spot. Maggie froze then jerked, her juices coating Kimberly's fingers further as she came. Kimberly cooed to her, and Leo growled, "That's my good girl!" as Maggie's thighs shook and her hips jerked. Leo's hips were lifting off the seat, his cock driving itself deeper into Maggie's throat despite her gagging.
Maggie's own orgasm was rolling through her, her pussy fluttering around Kimberly's fingers, the walls of her cunt gripping tight as her clit throbbed beneath Kimberly's thumb.
Kimberly groaned, her tongue whipping at Maggie's ear as she whispered, "Fuck yeah, that's it, cum for me baby. Cum all over my hand." She curled her fingers inside Maggie, dragging a long, shuddering moan from her throat.
Kimberly’s thumb pressed down hard on Maggie’s clit—rubbing, circling, never letting up—and Maggie felt another orgasm building, sharper this time, hotter, her body trembling like a live wire.
“Fuck, yeah, that’s my girl,” Kimberly hissed, her breath ragged as she finger-fucked Maggie harder, her wrist twisting as she curled her fingers against that sensitive spot inside. “Look at you, taking it so good—so fucking needy. You love this, don’t you? Love being used like a little slut between us.”
Maggie couldn’t speak—her mouth was stuffed full of Leo’s cock, her throat swallowing around each thick pulse of him.
But her body spoke for her. Her hips bucked wildly against Kimberly’s hand, her pussy clenching around the three fingers buried inside her. The waitress’s thumb pressed hard against her clit, rubbing in tight, relentless circles that sent sparks of pleasure shooting up Maggie’s spine.
Leo’s cock jerked in her mouth, his balls drawing up tight. “Fuck—Maggie, I’m gonna come—” he groaned, his voice raw with need. His fingers tangled in her hair, holding her steady as his hips lifted off the seat, driving his cock deeper into her throat.
Maggie gagged around him, her eyes watering, but she didn’t pull away.
She wanted this—wanted to feel him lose control, wanted to taste him, wanted to be the reason he came undone. Her throat worked around the thick head of his cock as she swallowed, her tongue swirling around the underside of his shaft.
Kimberly’s fingers never stopped their relentless assault on Maggie’s pussy. The waitress leaned in, her breath hot against Maggie’s ear as she whispered, “That’s it, baby. Take it all. Swallow every fucking drop.” Her thumb pressed down hard on Maggie’s clit, rubbing in tight, merciless circles that sent Maggie’s body into overdrive.
Leo arched even further and then he erupted in Maggie's mouth, his cock pulsing his cum into her. Maggie swallowed the first load, and drew back, letting Leo fill her mouth. When she could take no more, she turned and pressed her lips to Kimberly's, pushing Leo's cum into her mouth. Kimberly groaned and somehow smiled into the kiss before swallowing Maggie's gift. Leo's cock dribbled onto Maggie's hand, and he looked down to see the two women at his feet sharing his cream. He murmured, "Fuck that's hot."
Kimberly looked up at Leo and then began licking Maggie's face where some of Leo's cum had escaped her mouth. When Maggie's face was clean, she licked the dribble of cum from Maggie's hand, then withdrew her fingers from Maggie's cunt. She pressed those fingers into her mouth, licking and sucking them clean. Then she leaned into Maggie and whispered, "It'll be even better when I suck his cum from your quivering pussy." Maggie's eyes somehow got even darker at the words and idea.
Kimberly stood and straightened her clothing. Leo noticed that the thin cotton blouse of her uniform did nothing to hide her rigid nipples from sight. Kimberly noticed where Leo was looking and leaned down to whisper to him, "I love having my nipples sucked with a cock in my ass." She turned to Maggie and finished her thought, "Or a tongue."
Kimberly wrote on her order pad, tore the page off, and handed it to Leo. Leo looked and all he found was a phone number. Kimberly smiled and said, "Lunch is on me, darlings. I hope we can catch up outside of the pizzeria." Then she turned and walked back to the cash register, her ass swaying invitingly.
Kimberly sent one last leer over her shoulder before returning to her duties. Maggie sagged against the booth seat, her pussy still throbbing. Leo took her hand and pressed it against his still-hard cock. "Holy shit, Maggie," he groaned, his voice rough. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen."
Maggie bit her lip, her eyes dark with lust. "You liked watching that waitress suck your cock?" she asked, her voice a breathy whisper. She reached down and gave his cock a slow, teasing stroke, making Leo hiss.
Leo groaned, his hips jerking up into her touch. "Fuck, Maggie," he growled, his voice raw. "I liked watching you come undone on her fingers, baby." Leo playfully slapped Maggie's hand and put his cock away before zipping up his pants.
He pulled out a twenty, leaving it on the table and pulling Maggie up after him. Maggie giggled as he pulled her out of the booth, her pussy still throbbing from Kimberly's fingers. They walked out of the pizza place, her legs feeling weak and her panties soaked through. The warm afternoon air hit their faces and Maggie realized what they'd done.
Leo didn't stop walking until they were in the shadows around the back of the pizza restaurant. The back alley smelled like garlic and old oil. Leo pressed Maggie against the brick wall, his hands gripping her tight waist and his mouth crashing down on hers.
The taste of his cum and Kimberly’s spit still lingered on her tongue, and she moaned into the kiss, her fingers clawing at his shirt. Eventually, Maggie pulled herself away and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him slowly. She traced his jaw with her finger. "Baby, we both have homework and you have soccer practice. I hate being practical; I really do. Can we continue this later?" Maggie whispered against Leo’s lips, her fingers still tangled in his hair. The alley behind the pizza place was shadowed, the air thick with the scent of garlic and old oil, but all she could focus on was the heat of his body pressed against hers. His hands gripped her waist, his thumbs brushing the bare skin just above her skirt’s waistband, sending shivers down her spine.
Leo groaned, his forehead resting against hers as he exhaled sharply. "Fuck, I know," he muttered, his voice rough with frustration. "But I want you so bad right now." His cock was still half-hard against her thigh, the heat of it seeping through the fabric of her skirt.
Maggie nodded and whispered, "We have to be strong, lover. You've fucked me in the shower and come in my mouth twice. That should keep you going for a while." She grinned as she leaned down to squeeze Leo's cock through his jeans. "If that's not enough, you've got Kimberly's number...". Leo's voice trailed off as he looked down at the crumpled paper in his hand, the phone number smudged from the sweat of their palms.
Maggie smirked, her fingers tracing the outline of his cock through his jeans. "You're thinking about her already, aren't you?" she teased, her voice a sultry whisper. "You want to call her, don't you?"
Leo exhaled sharply, his grip tightening on her waist. "I want to call *you* later," he corrected, his voice rough with need. "I want to hear that breathy little moan you make when you come."
Maggie's breath hitched, her thighs pressing together beneath her skirt, then she smiled at Leo. "You aren't thinking about the sounds she'd make as you slide your cock between her mammoth breasts?" Maggie teased, her voice a breathy purr as she traced the outline of Leo's cock through his jeans.
Leo groaned, his forehead pressing against hers as he exhaled sharply. "Fuck, Maggie," he muttered, his voice rough with frustration. Maggie nodded but moved her hand to his cheek. "Go to practice. Think of me and my little sounds. If I get done with my work, I'll make them for you in person. If not, why *not* call Kimberly?" Maggie smirked playfully. then gave him a long soulful kiss. "I love you, Leo." Maggie broke from their kiss but kept her hand pressed to his cheek. Her thumb brushed over his bottom lip where his teeth sank in lightly. The alley behind the pizza place was quiet, the distant hum of traffic the only sound besides their ragged breaths. The brick wall at her back was rough against her shoulders but she barely noticed it; all she could focus on was the heat of him, the way his chest rose and fell against hers with every sharp inhale.
"I love you too." Leo's voice was rough with emotion, his dark eyes locked onto hers. He pressed another soft kiss to her lips before letting his forehead rest against hers once more.
"I'll see you later, then. And Maggie?" His voice was low and serious now, his fingers tightening around hers. "Be good."
Maggie smirked, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Aren't I always?" she whispered, pressing one last kiss to his lips before slipping out of his grasp.
As she walked away, she could feel his gaze burning into her back, and she couldn’t help but sway her hips just a little more than usual. The afternoon sun warmed her skin, and the lingering scent of sex clung to her like a second skin. She adjusted her skirt, feeling the dampness of her panties, a constant reminder of what they had just done.
She made it back to her dorm and found the room surprisingly empty, given the number of people that apparently lived there now. She chuckled as she changed into comfortable clothes, then spread her books and laptop in front of her and settled into a long study hall.
It didn't take her long before she was lost in the depths of Renaissance literature. The words flowed easily, and before she knew it she was halfway through her paper. She glanced at the clock wondering where everybody had gone. But the thought was fleeting, and she moved on to her history homework.
As she was taking notes on the history text, she felt a presence behind her. Then there was a soft kiss just below her ear and hands circling her breasts. Maggie stretched and lifted her arms to hug from below. "God, I need a study break." She looked up into Abby's eyes as she pressed her breasts into her hands. Abby's mouth descended on hers and there was only the sound of soft moist kisses and Maggie's hard breathing as Abby squeezed her breasts.
Abby's hands left Maggie's breasts and Maggie turned in her chair to face Abby. Maggie's hands went around Abby’s waist pulling her close. Maggie looked up at Abby and said, "Harder, Abby. I need you to be rough with me." Maggie's voice was needy and pleading. Maggie's hands went to Abby's ass and she squeezed hard making Abby sigh.
Abby’s fingers tangled in Maggie’s hair, yanking slightly to tilt her head back as their mouths crashed together again. Maggie moaned into the kiss, her hips already rocking against Abby’s thigh, the friction making her panties dampen.
Abby’s hands were everywhere—pinching her nipples through her thin tank top, sliding down to grip her ass hard enough to bruise. Maggie whimpered, her fingers clawing at Abby’s waist, pulling her closer.
“Fuck, you’re *so* needy today,” Abby growled against Maggie’s lips, her voice rough with lust. “Did Leo leave you all worked up?”
Maggie nodded, her breath hitching as Abby’s teeth grazed her bottom lip. “He made me come twice,” she gasped, “but you're not him.”
Abby smirked, her fingers trailing down Maggie’s stomach before slipping beneath the waistband of her panties.
“Good girl,” she purred, her voice thick with filthy promise. “I love it when you’re needy like this. It’s so fucking easy to get you off.”
Maggie gasped, her hips bucking up as Abby’s fingers found her soaked folds. Abby’s touch was rough, demanding—exactly what Maggie craved. She moaned, her head falling back against the chair as Abby’s fingers slid through her slick heat, teasing her entrance before pushing inside.
“Fuck, Abby,” Maggie whimpered, her fingers tightening in Abby’s hair. "I just love you, no matter how you touch me. You make me feel more...me." Maggie's voice was breathy and desperate as she arched her back, pushing her tits into Abby's face, her nipples hard as diamonds beneath the thin fabric of her tank top. "I need you to fuck me, Abby. I need you to make me feel like I'm yours."
Abby's fingers curled inside Maggie's pussy, her thumb pressing hard against her clit, making Maggie's thighs tremble. "You *are* mine, baby," Abby growled, her lips crashing against Maggie's again. "And I'm gonna make sure you never forget it."
Maggie moaned into the kiss, her hips bucking wildly against Abby's hand.
The chair creaked beneath them as Abby's fingers fucked her with rough, relentless strokes. "Oh god, Abby—*please*—" Maggie gasped, her voice breaking as Abby's thumb pressed down hard on her clit, rubbing in tight, merciless circles. Her pussy clenched around Abby's fingers, her juices dripping down her thighs, soaking her panties.
Abby growled against Maggie's lips, her free hand gripping Maggie's throat—not tight enough to choke, but enough to pin her in place. "You want me to fuck you, baby?" she whispered, her voice dark and filthy.
“Beg for it.”"
Maggie’s breath hitched between them, her throat bobbing against Abby’s grip. Her dark eyes were wide with desperation, her lips parted in a silent gasp as Abby’s fingers fucked her harder, the slick sounds of her arousal filling the room like a fucking soundtrack. The pressure on her clit was relentless—Abby’s thumb circling, rubbing, *demanding* that Maggie comply.
"P-please," Maggie stuttered, her voice a broken whimper. "Fuck me, Abby. Hold your beautiful body against me and make me cum over and over in your arms. Use me to please you." Maggie's voice was a breathy moan, her eyes locked onto Abby's as she begged. "I want to feel you inside me. I want you to fuck me like you own me."
Abby smirked, her fingers curling deeper inside Maggie, her thumb pressing down even harder on Maggie’s swollen clit. "You *are* mine," Abby growled, her voice thick with lust. "I made you into the beautiful slut we all worship now."
Maggie whimpered, her hips bucking up against Abby’s hand, her pussy clenching around Abby’s fingers. "I know, baby. And I am so grateful for you and all you've done for me."
Abby nodded and then pulled Maggie to her feet. She began slowly undressing Maggie, touching or kissing every bit of skin she revealed. Soon enough, Maggie was a quivering mess, her nipples hard and pointed, her pussy leaking, her breathing ragged.
Abby's hands had been everywhere, and Maggie was already on the edge. Abby stepped back and looked at Maggie's naked body. "You're so fucking gorgeous, Maggie," she whispered, her voice thick with lust. "I could look at you all day." Abby's fingers traced down Maggie's stomach, her touch feather-light, making Maggie shiver. "But I don't want to just look," Abby continued, her voice dropping to a husky whisper as she knelt down in front of Maggie.
Abby's hands slid up Maggie's thighs, her thumbs brushing against Maggie's wet folds. "I want to taste you," Abby murmured, her breath hot against Maggie's skin.
She looked up at Maggie with dark, hungry eyes before her tongue flicked out, swiping through Maggie's slick folds in one slow, deliberate stroke. The taste of Maggie's arousal burst across Abby's tongue—sweet, musky, intoxicating. Maggie gasped and arched her back, her fingers tangling in Abby's dark hair as Abby's tongue lapped at her clit with slow, torturous circles. Maggie's juices coated Abby's lips, the wet sounds of her oral worship filling the dorm room like a filthy symphony. Maggie’s thighs trembled around Abby’s face, her hips rocking helplessly against the warm, wet pressure of Abby’s mouth.
Maggie had an idea. Looking around, she saw her phone on her desk. "Do that again, Abby. Really enjoy it." Abby stuck out her tongue and began a slow lick up Maggie's crease. Maggie pointed her phone down and took a series of pictures, the last on being Abby sucking on her clit Quickly Maggie sent the pictures to Leo with a message "Busy tonight." Leo quickly responded with a thumbs-up, and Maggie set her phone aside. She took a step back and ended up sitting on the bed, legs spread wide. Anny grinned hungrily at her and leaned forward, sucking Maggie's clit between her lips as Abby reached up and, finding Maggie's breasts, began massaging them and tweaking Maggie's nipples. Maggie groaned, "Oh fuck yes, that's what I need from you Abs." Abby's tongue was relentless, swirling around Maggie's clit, flicking it, sucking it between her lips, and then releasing it with a wet pop. Maggie's hands were tangled in Abby's hair, her hips bucking up into Abby's face. "Fuck, Abby, you've always been so good at this," Maggie moaned, her voice thick with lust.
Abby hummed against Maggie's pussy, the vibrations making Maggie's thighs shake. She slid two fingers inside Maggie, curling them to hit that sweet spot deep inside her. Maggie cried out, her back arching off the bed. "Oh god, Abby—right there! Fuck, don't stop!"
Abby didn't stop.