Era Erotica Ch. 02

Disclaimer: This a work of fiction. It is not real. It did not/will not happen in real life and should not be mistaken as such.

Chapter Two: Fearless

Codes: MF, Cons, Facial, Oral

2018

"Hey dude!" Said Steve as he spotted Cole sitting at the table. He grinned widely and got up to hug him. It had been several months since the pair of best friends from college had seen one another. They embraced and sat down. Lunch was excellent and they covered a myriad of conversation topics.

"You look like shit man." Said Steve as they finished up.

"I didn't get much sleep last night." Said Cole.

"A woman?"

Cole didn't quite know what to say. You couldn't exactly go around telling people, even an old college buddy, that you were friends and occasionally more with Taylor Swift.

"Something like that."

"Oh yeah?" Asked Steve, grinning eagerly.

"Not the good kind of sleepless night." Said Cole.

"So, what does this latest girl look like. You got pics?"

"She's...tall, blonde...very beautiful."

"Sounds like just your type. Ever since, I've known you, you were always chasing blondes with legs that went on for miles."

"Really?"

"Yea, that's your type, right?"

"I guess I never thought about it that much before."

"Even in college, all you dated were blondes." Steve smirked, as he struggled to recall one of Cole's previous hookups. "Do you remember that one chick? It was spring sophomore year. We went to that raging party and you hooked up with that blonde. What was her name?

Cole remained silent for a moment, wrestling with the truth. In the end, he decided to continue the lie. "I don't remember."

Steve made a crude joke and Cole laughed hollowly. They wrapped up lunch, but Cole found himself transfixed on the memory of when Taylor had come to visit him at college.

2009

"I thought I could come over and see what I'm missing out on. College is supposed to be pretty wild, right?" She said over the phone.

"It can be. Some of these parties are unbelievable, but there's no way they compare to any Hollywood shindigs though."

"Oh please. All those events may look nice, but they're boring as fuck. That goes double for me. I can't let loose at all..."

"Let me ask you. How hard is it for you to go incognito these days?"

"It's getting there, but I think with a hat and some shades I'll be ok. Maybe I'll wear my hair different."

"That's too bad. I like the curls."

There was a somewhat awkward pause as the compliment landed. I cleared my throat and brushed right past it.

"So, it's settled. My roommate will be gone all weekend. You'll come over all and then we will go out partying college style. No one will know it's you, everyone will be wasted anyways. I'll show you a good time."

"You always do." She said quietly.

Another awkward pause settled between us.

"Either way, I can't wait to see you again!"

"Dido. Talk to you later Swift."

I cleaned my room up a bit before she arrived. I got a text message that she was outside and suddenly I was very nervous. When I walked through the dorm, I found her standing there, large sunglasses and a sweatshirt hood pulled up holding an overnight bag. I let her in and was greeted by an enthusiastic hug. Some of her many curls escaped the hoody to smother me as well. The smell of her brought back memories from previous encounters. I had planned to show her around campus, but we just ended up talking for hours. Taylor had just as many questions for me about college as I did for her about the music industry. Before I knew it, it was dark out. I ordered some pizza and we continued talking late into the night. We drank cheap vodka and beer that I had laying around. An hour or two before we were supposed to head out to the party, she stated that she needed to get ready. When she finally emerged from the bathroom, she looked stunning. She was wearing a flowery dress with thin straps and her curly head of hair on full display. She had a few bangles on her wrists and big brown cowboy boots that greatly accentuated her fine legs. Her lips were pink and she had a splash of mascara over each eye. I gulped audibly.

"How do I look?" She asked, twirling around for me.

"Good. Very good."

"Only good?" She asked, pouting slightly.

I sputtered, stammering something out before I saw the grin on her face. I got dressed as well and we headed out to the party. She was a bit nervous about being recognized at first, but nobody was expecting to see her first and combined with the drunken idiots walking around, she thought she would be ok. We got into the house party no problem, I knew the guy after all. We set out to having a drink or two before dancing with the sweaty crowd of other college students. As the night wore on, we lost ourselves. The music from the speakers pounded around us. The neon flashes of light provided snapshots of the room, but we only had eyes for each other. She moved closer to me, gyrating her hips to the music. My heart pounded, nearly as loud as the music, in my ears. Then suddenly, I found my hands on her hips and hers on mine. Before I knew what was happening our lips were together, locked in a fierce embrace. Everything else in the room seemed to fade away and it was just the two of us.

She pulled off of me and said, "Back to the room?"

"Back to the room." I said, nodding eagerly.

I grabbed her by the hand and we weaved our way through the crowd into that warm Tennessee spring night. We made it back to the room and I fumbled with my keys, my hands trembling. She rubbed my back eagerly, breathing heavily close to my ear. When I finally got the key into the lock and opened the door, we tumbled inside. It snapped shut behind us. We were on each other in seconds. I was so filled with lust that I felt drunk. We stumbled over to the bed, still intertwined and began stripping. I managed to kick one shoe off and pull my shirt upwards while she pulled her dress straps down. Simultaneously she was trying to undo my belt. We were kissing fiercely the whole time, tongues intertwined and hands writhing up and down the others body. We fell onto the bed, still half clothed. My hand slid up her long leg until it found her damp panties. I slid them aside and probed a finger inside. That elicited a moan from her while she in turn reached inside my own underwear to grasp my cock firmly and started stroking.

We continued rolling around in the dark like that until she said, "Get inside me!"

I nodded, and stood up, fully disrobing. She did the same, shrugging off her flowery dress and hooked a finger around her panties and pulled downward. Before she could remove her boots, I grabbed her again and threw her onto the bed. I bumped into her clumsily, jabbing her with my erect penis. That gave us both a chuckle before she grabbed the shaft and guided my cockhead to her pussy lips. They were already wet as I rubbed my head and then I pushed inwards and slid in with ease. I thrust forwards immediately, savoring in the feeling of being inside her again. I thrust again, swiftly. Each time I slid in and out of her, she moaned out loud as we played tongue tennis with one another. She wrapped those impossibly long legs around me, boots still on and I pounded away. The dorm bed creaked with protest as I slammed myself into her over and over again. I came up for air, standing fully upright and then thrust my hips forward again. Her eyes flew open and she gave an audible moan. I fucked her like that for a minute or two, feeling my mushroom tip rub up against her g-spot.

"Get back down here." She said, wrapping her arms around me and pulling in a kiss.

We slithered up onto the bed until we were in missionary position. I took a moment and gazed into her gorgeous eyes and stunning face, beautifully framed by the wild curly mane of hair splayed out across the bed. We continued like that, delighting in each other before we picking up the pace again. Taking the initiative, she rolled me over onto my back and positioned herself above my throbbing cock.

"My turn to ride you." She said, with her boots still on.

She slid downwards and sheathed me easily. I thrusted upwards, propelling myself deeper inside of her. She arched her back, thrusting her breasts out and even in the semi-darkness I could see how erect her pink nipples were. She began to bounce up and down on my cock, her many curls all bouncing in unison.

"Taylor!" I cried out loud. "This is amazing!"

"I know!" She said. "You feel so good inside of me!"

We achieved perfect rhythm, with her grinding her hips as I thrusted upwards and I knew that she was close, just as I was.

"OH GOD!" Cried Taylor, positively screaming now. "It's never felt like this before!"

"Yea Swift? Are you gonna cum? Are you gonna cum riding me?"

"I'm cumming? Yes! That's it! I'm going to CUM!"

"Do it Tay! Cum for me!"

"YEEEEESSSSS!" She screamed. "I'M CUMMMMIIINNNNGGG!!!"

She screeched out as her body tensed up and her pussy clamped down on my cock. Her orgasm sent me over the edge as well. I couldn't hold back anymore. I thrusted upwards once more and shouted.

"Taylor, I'm cumming too!"

"Do it! Cum inside! Inside of me! She cried, her whole body shaking.

I gave a guttural roar and exploded balls deep into her pussy. Her eyes shot wide opened as she felt me pump rope after rope of hot semen into her pussy. Then they rolled into the back of her head as her body continued to convulse as waves of orgasmic pleasure crashed over her again and again. When both our orgasms finally subsided, she leaned forward and lay on top of me, panting. I could still feel her erect nipples poking me in the chest.

"Wow...Taylor...that was incredible."

"Cole." Said Taylor, lifting her head to look me in the eye. "That was unbelievable. No one has ever made me cum before."

As she said this, she extracted herself from my deflating cock and she flopped onto the bed beside me. There was an audible slurp as cum leaked out of her pussy. She moved a hand down to feel in-between her legs.

"God, it's so warm." She said, giggling.

I smiled and just held her there. Eventually we got cleaned up and returned to bed. We fell asleep in each other's arms. I woke up to a face full of curly blond hair. Sun was streaming in-between the binds. I blinked and looked at the clock. It was almost noon. I sat up slowly, not wanting to wake Taylor. I got out of bed quietly and tiptoed to the shower. When I was done, I emerged back through the common room and entered my room, clad only in a towel. She was awake by now.

"Finally, up Swift?"

"I thought you ran out me." Said Taylor teasingly.

"Yea, like I'm gonna run out on Taylor Swift."

She didn't say anything. Instead, she was staring at me, an intense hunger in her eyes. Even though she had just woken up, she was breathtaking. The sun was shining in through blinds casting a glowing radiance around her mane of bedraggled curly golden hair. She stood up with purpose and intent and moved over towards me. I stood frozen by her intensity.

"Swift?" I asked confusedly before she threw her lips on mine.

I responded in kind automatically. She tugged at the towel around my waist and it came away with ease. My erection surged to life as she grasped it firmly. She gave it a few quick strokes and suddenly it was at full attention.

"Sit down in that chair." Taylor commanded.

I complied, sitting down in my desk chair, cock waving in front of me. She got on her knees in front of me and looked up at me. Then with a quick motion she swallowed the head of my dick.

"Taylor!" I cried out, excited by her sudden intensity.

"Mmmmmmm." Said Taylor, her mouth full of cock. She pulled back just long enough to say, "I didn't get to try this out last night."

Then she resumed her oral treatment. She sucked on the head of my cock, gripping the base with her hand and stroking gently. Gradually she worked her lips lower and lower down my cock until she had managed to take the entire thing into her mouth. I gave out an audible moan. Inside her tongue moved back and forth and she hummed like she was practicing some kind of vocal exercise.

"Wow Swift." I said, groaning and gripping the sides of the chair tightly. "You've gotten way better at this."

She smiled and moaned with approval, continuing the pleasant vibration. She pulled back and took a big gulp of air. Her hand stroked my cock quickly now that it was coated in saliva. It was only an instant before her lips were wrapped back around my cock. This time she moved them up and down quickly. With each bob of her curly mane, she took more and me into her mouth. As the speed increased, I inadvertently put a hand on the top of her head. She jumped in a surprise just a little but looked up with a mouth full of cock and gave me a wink. I gently gripped some that curly mane into one hand and she continued bobbing up and down. She was giving me a masterclass in blowing me. She knew the perfect amount of suction, speed, and eye contact. She couldn't quite take the whole thing moving at this speed, but her other hand gripped the shaft twisting as she sucked. The whole combination was entirely too much. As she continued this process, I lasted only another minute or two before I was just about ready to cum. I could feel my balls tightening and my cock hardening as cum bubbled up.

"Taylor...if you keep that up, I'm gonna cum!"

Her crystal blue eyes locked onto mine. She paused, staring for a moment and then resumed her sucking with renewed vigor, maintaining eye contact the entire time. I gripped the chair tighter. The feeling of her lips sliding up and down my rod was too much. I couldn't take it anymore.

"Taylor!" I shouted as I felt myself explode into her mouth.

Her blue eyes went wide and she gagged, coughing as the first ropes of cum burst into the back of her throat. I felt my dick jerk inside her talented mouth as I splattered the back of her throat. She pulled off my cock, choking on my hot jizz. Semen continued erupting from my cock and a few ropes of cum splashed onto her face. One streaked across the bridge of her nose, settling between her eyebrows. Her cheek got a splash and one final blast landed across her lips and rolled down on her chin. A single string of cum rolled off her chin to hang like a swinging icicle. As I finished, she tried to recover gracefully, panting heavily and coughing yet again to clear my cum from her throat. She looked up at me with those big blue eyes.

"That was...unexpected." She said, wiping her chin with the back of her hand. "I didn't think it would be so forceful."

"It felt pretty forceful last night." I said, grinning dazedly.

"Not exactly the same thing. No guy has ever...well...cum in my mouth. Or in me either since we are talking about last night." She said, smiling back at me eagerly.

She smacked her lips together, swirling whatever cum was left in her mouth. She swallowed it happily and gave me a big grin with her frosted face.

"Hmm, it tastes pretty good."

"I was thinking about tasting something myself." I said, suddenly overcome with lust.

She stood as I picked her up and gingerly threw her onto the bed. She looked up at me with wide, shocked eyes. I knelt at the edge of the of the bed and spread those long legs apart, and pulled down her panties, exposing her trimmed bush and pussy. Then I dove in, kissing gently. She arched her back and settled onto the bed, my seed still adorning her face. The tips of her toes brushed the carpet as I ran my fingers up along her legs. I was immediately greeted by the wonderful taste of her. Flashes of our first time ran through my head as I buried my tongue deeper in her snatch. The further in I probed, the tighter her legs began to wrap around my head. I looked upwards as my tongue flicked back and forth to watch as her angelic face twitched with pleasure from each movement of my tongue.

"It looks like I'm not the only whose improved!" Said Taylor, the words escaping between gasps of pleasure. "That's very good."

I didn't respond, but a wide smile broke out in-between her legs and I wormed my tongue further as I occupied my lips, working them over her own. Taylor's hands found their way into my hair and she ran them through as she wriggled with satisfaction. I moved my arms under her thighs, hands brushing over that tight ass of hers as I lifted her slightly and continued at a different angle.

"YES!" Taylor moaned. "THAT! Keep doing THAT!"

My lips and tongue worked in tandem as I felt her body rock beneath me and all of a sudden, I felt her grinding her hips against my mouth. I wanted her to cum. Perhaps more badly than I ever had wanted a woman to cum. I took one finger and began to gently massage her pussy lips, ensuring it was soaked with fluids before I pushed it inwards. I got both an audible and visible reaction from her. So, as I continued eating her out, I moved my finger in and out, probing for her g-spot. When I found it, I kept my finger inside, gesturing wildly. This went on for another few minutes and I could feel the buildup, as more and more fluids leaked out of her into my eager mouth. I knew she must be close. I paused for a moment, only to stick another finger inside of her.

"OHHHH YES!" She shouted, her voice echoing around my dorm room. "JUST LIKE THAT!"

I continued, tongue plunging in and out of her, pussy grinding against my lips as my fingers thrust in and out of her.

"COLE! I'M CUMMING!" Screamed Taylor, somewhere between disbelief and absolute pleasure. "CUMMMINNNGGG!!!!"

Her whole body went stiff as her wonderful thighs pressed so tightly around my head that I went both blind and deaf for a moment as the orgasm rolled over her. Then she relaxed and I came up for air, fluids still dripping off my chin. She couldn't look directly at me as her eyelids were fluttering and her body continually twitched. When she finally recovered, she sat up and looked at me.

"That was...something else."

"Yea it was." I said, finally handing her a tissue.

She wiped her face off, looking somewhat sad.

"I should get dressed and cleaned up. Back to reality for me. And look...about last night..."

"It's nothing." I said quickly. "Just two friends who got caught up in a moment."

We stared at each other, knowing it wasn't true.

"Yea. Ok. No big deal."

And in no time at all, she was dressed and gone. I stayed in my room for the rest of the day. I could still smell her perfume on the sheets. When Steve finally came back, he told me the neighbors were buzzing about a wild blonde girl I had brought back to the room. He informed me that from they heard, I must have had a very good time. I smiled and informed him that was true but neglected most of the details.

2018

Cole went home from his lunch with Steve, thoughts of Taylor still plaguing him. She did this. And sometimes it really pissed him off. She would call out of the blue, they would reconnect or hookup and then all these old feelings resurfaced. Every time he would have to bury them all over again. He loved her, but as a friend. Or at least that was what he had always told himself. However, as their lives went on and they drifted further and further apart, maybe they just had too much history to be friends anymore. He didn't know what to do, and eventually indecision made the choice for him. Days past and there was no word from Taylor. He figured maybe the late-night call had been a drunken mistake and if she didn't want to talk about it, then neither would he. His life resumed its normal pace, even if at the back of his mind she was always there.

End of Chapter Two