BLAINE HOME
Blaine bounded up the staircase as she made her way to the entrance of her apartment while staring down at her cell phone. She was drooling over the picture of the new boy in her class, Charlie. He was so good-looking, and his Samson physique shows he is a regular at the gym.
According to what Blaine heard from the other girls in the class, Charlie just moved into the neighborhood and had admitted that he was ready to mingle.
Every girl at school was crushing on him, and Blaine wasn’t an exception. Since Charlie stepped into class on the first day of school, he has been on her mind. Three weeks have passed, and Blaine still dreams of Charlie every night. The thought of him holding her makes her panties wet. She wasn’t a virgin anymore, but she fought off every urge to toy with herself while thinking about him.
Seeing his recent post on Instagram flared her secret desire to have sex with him. Charlie’s chest was bare; he had just a Calvin Klein tight boxer that revealed his boner. He looked like a hot, sexy model. She imagined her lips wrapping around his erect cock and him thrusting into her core till she came.
Blaine pressed the doorbell, hoping her mom was home, but she got no response. She got carried away and didn’t remember that she could let herself in. She fished out the keys from her backpack to unlock the door. Stepping in, the whole house was empty, which signifies that her mother wasn’t home. She locked the door and rushed to her room.
“So hot! Damn...I wish I could run my hands on these hard rock muscles and abs.” Blaine placed a finger on her phone screen.
Since Charlie posted that picture two days ago, Blaine has been a mess. Honestly, she longed for his cock. She needed him inside her.
“I want you, Charlie,” Blaine said as she slumped on the bed. And with her eyes fixated on her crush’s boner, she couldn’t resist the urge to touch herself. No one was home, so she could fulfill her sexual fantasies like Charlie was right in the room to fuck her.
Blaine slid out of her outfit until she was on only panties. She knew if she touched her clit right now, she would feel pleasured by her fingers. She has been thinking of how Charlie would fuck her if she finally found the courage to ask him to hang out with her. Hopefully, he wouldn’t turn her down.
Blaine lay on the bed, her knees up and legs spread wide. Her body shook as she caressed the clit spot on her panties. It has been over a month since she broke up with Liam, and she hasn’t been with any guy or even tried to play with herself. She pulled off the panties as her fingers were so eager to touch her clit. And when she did, she found a drenched and wanting core that ached so much for a man’s cock; Charlie’s cock, to be precise.
She tried to picture his tongue on her needy core as her dripping wet fingertips coated her clit, and a spasm of pleasure made her moan softly.
Blaine spread her pussy lips wide, lifted the smooth clit higher, and began to circle the outside edges of her clitoris. She made small, small flicks on the tip, and it made her squirm. She pictured Charlie’s mouth greedily sucking on her core. And it triggered her arousal.
“Fuck!” She moaned.
Blaine plunged two fingers deep into her pussy just like she had imagined Charlie would do it, and she made a hit on her g-spot. She began to feel her inner walls tighten and orgasm building up deep inside her belly. All of her thoughts were filled with pictures of Charlie’s cock thrusting in and out of her tight pussy and making it cum so hard.
She needed the sexual relief she would feel if she got rammed by his throbbing dick. She wanted him so badly. Why has she been so timid approaching him? Why was she letting other girls have him? Why hasn’t she made the first move?
Blaine’s whimper grew louder as she worked her fingers faster into her core. A moan escaped her lips as she slid in one more finger. A flow of nectar creased her fingers and thighs as her need to release increased. She craved for Charlie’s cock.
Blaine sat up abruptly, increasing the force of her fingers. “Oh shit! I...am almost there!” Her fingers pounded her so hard that it took her breath away. Her hips lifted, her thighs shaking as her imagination of Charlie’s boner grazed her mind’s eye. Nothing else existed in her world at that moment except Charlie.
The tiny line between her and orgasm broke off, and her eyes shut as she released all over the bed sheet.
Blaine let out a moan. Her breathing was heavy as she lay her back slowly on the bed.
“I need him.” She grabbed her cell phone, her fingers working on the keyboard.
‘Hi, Charlie.’ She sent him a text.