Tres

It was the weekend and one of the rare occasions where Oliver had no obligations. His sister had soccer practice his mother would be gone most of the day and his father was on a company retreat. Today would be a blissful day of pure relaxation. He stretched out across his bed chest naked with only a pair of black wool pajamas. His phone buzzed. A message from Dakota.

~Are you home?~

What could she want with him now? He replied.

~Yes I'm home.~

He laid back and shut his eyes. Another buzz. Another text.

~Are you alone?~

~Yes~

He waited a minute for her response. Nothing. He tried to piece together whatever devious plan she had for him. He wrote it off and closed his eyes again listening to the slow Rhythm of old-school Usher. Then soft knocks on the front door led him downstairs. Without a thought, he opened it. Dakota stood in the doorway. She was sporting a pair of comfortable jeans and a yellow and white striped shirt with three-quarter sleeves. Her hair was unrestrained and swayed lively over her shoulders.

" Are you going to invite me in or must we risk being spotted a while longer?"

Oliver nodded his head motioning her in. " Of course please come in."

Dakota looked around the house. It was expectedly much bigger than her shabby apartment. " This would be the first time I have stepped foot inside, correct?"

" Yeah. I guess it is." Oliver rubbed the embarrassment away.

" I am impressed. Your parents must be doing well for themselves. Whatever is it that they do?"

" My mother is into real estate and my dad is an investment banker. So I guess you could call it that."

Dakota looked over to Oliver. "Huge expectations for you I presume?"

He laughed. "One of the reasons why I study so hard. But before that miss Elkins, can I ask, why are you at my house."

" Oh, right I nearly forgot. I bare gifts." She held out a small plastic bag.

Oliver looked over the contents. A couple of DVDs, a box of popcorn, a twelve pack of Mango-rita... "What's all this?"

Dakota plopped on the couch positioned under the window in the living room. "I could not help but overhear your movie plans for tonight. It has been ages since I have enjoyed a successful date. Going out in public with you would obviously pose a serious problem, but here should be fine, right?"

Oliver pulled out a three-pack box of condoms. "And what's this for?" He eyed her.

" If you must know, today is not a safe day for me. Naturally, the use of contraceptives is a must."

" But, who was planning to do that...nevermind."

As the Deadpool movie played on the screen, Dakota eventually nuzzled in close to Oliver. It surprised him. She was a cuddler. It seemed the closer they got each day, the more he realized she wasn't correctly portrayed in her entirety. She was much more complex than the surface that you first see. It didn't initially seem likely but she was just as human as the rest of us.

They discussed the movie's title character and Oliver found out She was a bit of a comic nerd. She was laughing to the movie while shoveling handfuls of popcorn with unhealthy amounts of liquid butter down her throat, sharing a moment with someone she loved. Loved? Oliver shook away his naivety.

Dakota noticed she was being watched and looked away from the flick. " Well, what is it? I have popcorn on my face?" Oliver flashed her a smile that would lighten the darkest caverns.

"It's nothing. Just thinking you kind of look like someone in love."

Dakota adjusted her frames and smiled like a Cheshire cat, sitting her second can on the table in front of them. " Love was it? Is that not reserved for actual couples. That could never truly be us." She climbed on top of Oliver. "However, we share something even more special than that. It knows no equal."

Oliver swallowed hard when she playfully tugged on his ear with her teeth. "Dakota...the movie."

" Come now, I did not come here with the intentions of just watching movies."

She began to kiss and nibble on Oliver's neck while rubbing her palms across he chiseled chest. Then she found his mouth. Kissing him was her favorite foreplay. He was an amazing kisser. No even better than her words could describe. His kiss alone made her rivers flow.

Dakota was hot and she had become adept at turning Oliver on. No matter how hard he would fight against her it was always a losing battle. Maybe she was skilled at finding his weaknesses, or maybe he was just the really easy type of guy. It was far from an impossible conclusion. God knows Elizabeth had no trouble luring him in and playing him. He pushed back the thoughts.

Oliver knew there was no use in fighting her. Though she claimed him as her master, it seemed most occasions she was the one calling the shots. Or at the least, she was manipulating the options to choose from to fit her wants. Oliver flipped her on her back and locked lips. His hands glided under her shirt. Not too surprising she wasn't wearing a bra.

Her pants came off. She did have the decency to at least wear panties. Oliver kissed her neck. Her leg slid up his. She just wanted him inside her. At the moment she didn't even care for the extra attention to foreplay.

Dakota whispered into Oliver's ear. "I am all ready to go, so please..."

Oliver stood her up and pushed her towards the wall. She leaned against it and arched, letting him slip her panties down to her ankles, while she rolled a condom securely around his cock, then she kicked the white fabric across the floor. Her sweet aroma spread quickly through the room. She had been anticipating this moment since she awakened.

He picked her up and held her firmly in his hands easing her down onto his erection. Dakota gasped as He slowly penetrated her insides. She hugged him tightly. She felt full. He tapped gently at her G-spot. She was already close to her first orgasm. Her vibrators just couldn't compete with Oliver. It was a no contest.

She whispered his name over and over into his ear. She could feel herself dripping on him and the floor beneath. The ecstasy overwhelmed her. She shut her eyes and clawed at his back cumming with the power of a raging fire. One down several more to go.

Knocks on the door. Oliver froze cold. Someone was outside. Both the blinds and the curtains were closed, but that didn't mean they couldn't be seen one hundred percent. His thought was now stolen away from Dakota and to whoever was outside the door. He wondered if his sister had come home early.

Amidst Oliver panic attack Dakota ignored the situation altogether. Nothing short of nuclear holocaust was going to slow her down at this point. She continued to shove her pelvis against his until he slowly placed her feet back on the ground.

" Oliver!" She cried.

He covered her mouth with a quickness. " Quiet Dakota." He listened. A lot of movement was going on.

More knocks this time much louder than before. " Open up O, it's hot out here.

Oliver's heart sank to his stomach. He recognized the voice. Ricardo. He whispered to a pissed off Dakota. " You have to hide."

Dakota's eyes narrowed with her rising fury. "Hide?"

"Just for a few minutes. Just long enough for me to get rid of him."

"I vote to just ignore them."

"There is no voting. Just do it quickly."

She cocked her neck and slyly asked, " Are you giving me an order of your own volition Oliver?"

He looked from Dakota to the knocking on the door, then back to Dakota. In a rushed whisper, "Yes. Yes, it's an order." He held out her pants.

"Then you should say it properly so that I may know."

With a calm and low voice, " Dakota I order you to hide. Now!"

His voice gave her the shakes. If he commands her like that how could she not follow them? Wetness started to snail down her legs. She grabbed her pants from him and headed for the stairs. "Which one is your room?"

"Left of the stairs, all the way to the end."

She started up a floor. "Hurry master, please do not be long."

Oliver swallowed and exhaled once she was out of sight. Then he opened the door. He instantly knew things would not end well.

"Yo!" Alison smiled holding up the peace sign. The whole gang was here; Ricardo, Alison, the twins Jac and Gyll, Tori, and Tori's boyfriend Adam.

Oliver stared blankly. Ricardo coughed. " This is the part where you invite us in."

Oliver coming back to his senses, "W...wait. What? What's with all the people?"

"This is Adam. And you remember Jacquelyn and Gyll, and that was introductions. Now move I'm coming in." Alison bulldozes her way inside nearly knocking Oliver on his ass. She headed straight to the kitchen and to the fridge like she had grown accustomed to since they all became so close. Everyone took that as Oliver's consent and followed suit.

" I am in love with this house." Gyll and her twin circled around the island in the center of the kitchen.

"Especially this kitchen. The magic I could make in here. You have to invite us over more so we can use it." Jac added excitement oozing from her pores.

"Speaking of the 'uninvited', why is everyone here?"

Ricardo leaned against the sink counter. " We're here for the movie marathon."

Oliver made a face like he smelled something foul. "What movie marathon?"

" We changed our minds about going out. We decided to just hang out here and watch DVDs, play cards, eat your food, you know fun stuff. It's more 'cost-efficient'." Alison pulled out two Digorno Pizza and turned the oven to four hundred. Between Alison and Ricardo he was amazed he could keep food in his house.

" What that means is she is broke." Ricardo held up a finger like he was a history professor translating some ancient script.

"Shut up. Anyways Ricardo should have text you last night to let you know."

Oliver mentally slapped Ricardo. He definitely didn't give Oliver the heads up on this one.

"Now's not really a good time. Rain check?" Everyone began moving into the living room.

Adam laughed. "Looks like you were all set up for this after all. You already got movies and drinks." He opened one of the cans of Mango-rita.

Tori sat down on the couch. "Didn't know you drank Oliver, aren't you like all healthy and stuff?"

"What's with these?" Jac showed off the fresh roll of condoms from the coffee table next to the couch. Oliver had completely forgotten about those and the one he was currently wearing.

"Oh, you having sex?" Ricardo snickered. "I'm proud of you. That's the quickest way to get over heartache."

"I'm pretty sure it isn't." Alison pushed pass the two of them and joined Tori on the couch.

"So who is she? She still here?" Ricardo nudged Oliver with the smile of a pervert plastered across his face.

If Oliver played like he was wrong, Ricardo would never let it go. " No, she left a half hour ago." He lied.

" Who was it?"

" No one of consequence. Probably will never see her again." He shrugged.

" Hear that Gyll? Not off the market just yet." Jacquelyn teased resulting in Gyll slapping her on the arm.

Adam sat down on the arm of the couch next to Tori taking a swig from his bottle. " What movies do you have?"

"Right." Oliver scurried to the pile of DVDs Dakota had brought along. "I got Deadpool and Concussion. Also just got a quality copy of Batman v Superman."

"Concussion is the Will Smith movie right?" Alison kicked off her shoes and made herself at home.

"Nobody wants to watch that. Put in Batfleck."

" You guys decide while I go put some actual clothes on." Oliver went upstairs leaving Alison and Ricardo to argue amongst themselves.

Oliver opened the door to his room and was jumped by Dakota. He almost didn't have time to close the door. She immediately stole his lips. Oliver stumbled all the way to the other side of the room and fell backward on his bed with Dakota over him. She freed him from his pants and took him into her mouth.

" Miss Elkins...there are people downstairs. Your very students." Oliver spoke softly, trying to be as quiet as possible.

She popped his dick from her mouth. " You know I can not control myself once the alcohol hits my system. I would suggest not making much noise lest we be heard. Now shall we finish what we started?"

" Miss Elkins..." He tried to fight but his erection was back with vengeance.

Dakota straddled him with her hands centered on his chest and lowered herself right on the sweet spot. She shivered like she was out in the cold. She slowly rose up and slammed down on him hard pushing her juices out across Oliver's stomach. She lifted herself up slowly and came back down fast again, more fluids spilled from her core. Her hips came up once more and down with a thunderous clap. Like that she rode him until she had created a puddle that had seeped through the covers and into the mattress. Now the place where he slept, irreversibly, belonged to her.

Oliver, no longer able to hold back arched his back and pushed upwards catching her mid-stride. Her eyes glassed. She shuddered and collapsed into his chest, a powerful orgasm coursed through her. But Oliver was only getting started.

Oliver flipped and then entered from behind pulling Dakota's hair. Still engulfed in her climax, she wasn't braced for the sudden and forceful penetration. She let out a howl much too loud to have been at a safe level. But she didn't care. She would keep screaming at the top of her lungs. If she brought the whole neighborhood in and was caught with her hand in the cookie jar so be it, that still wouldn't stop her from devouring Oliver's penis.

"MASTER! I love it. Give me more. This naughty slave begs for more!"

Oliver slapped her on the ass hard. She yelped. " Dakota lower your voice."

"I can't master."

"Make it happen." His voice was temporarily stern.

Dakota buried her face into the pillow and continued to scream into it with her very soul as her ass clapped back into Oliver's manhood.

" Oliver?" Gyll's voice called out from the other side of the door.

Oliver paused and tried to mask the shakiness in his voice. "Yeah what's up?" He erotically sucked in air. Dakota had started meticulously pushing her moist flower backward, eating up his rod.

"We are about to start the movie."

Dakota was tightening her muscles while she fucked him like smooth jazz. Oliver couldn't take much more he was going to explode like a mini nuke. And he was so afraid his voice would leak when he did, that he held in his breath.

"Oliver? Everything alright in there?" She asked. A hint of concern and curiosity present in her voice.

Oliver took Dakota's hips and gave as he received. Dakota's head dropped back into the pillow. Because she was completely drenched they had to move more deliberately so the sopping sounds wouldn't be heard. This slow pace drove them both mad. Oliver finally forced out, " Yeah just trying to find something to put on. Go ahead and start I'll be down in a minute."

"Ok. Hurry." Gyll's footsteps trailed away from the door back towards the stairs.

Insanity overcame reason at the moment and Oliver delivered his last push deep within Dakota's guts, cumming with the mass of a white dwarf star. Oliver let out an animalistic roar at the same time Dakota called out for her master. The footsteps came rushing back towards the door like lightning. Oliver and Dakota momentarily breaking through the sexual fog shuffled with the same quickening.

The door flung open. " Oliver!? What happ..." Gyll's words stopped cold. Her face reddened at a rapid pace.

Oliver stood alone in front of his dresser naked, nursing his foot. "I stubbed my toe, but in fine. Do you mind closing the door?" An awkward smirk etching his face.

Gyll backed up flustered. "I...I...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to barge in like that while you were still changing. Please forgive me." She slammed the door shut. Her footsteps could be heard racing down the stairs.

Oliver sighed relieved. " That was too close."

" Yes, it was. My heart is still in a marathon." Dakota eased her way from inside the closet. She was tying a knot into the condom. "You really let out a lot."

She dangled the water balloon in the air. Oliver snatched it from her grip. "I'll take care of this." Oliver stopped at the door. "There's no safe way for you to sneak out of here. We might have to wait them out."

" It is a small matter. I have been completely tapped out. Ironically I really can not feel my legs this time." Dakota crawled underneath the dry portion of Oliver's bed. " A little rest may be for the best at any rate."

Oliver smiled and scoffed. She was undeniably cute. He rested the urge to kiss her forehead like he would a girlfriend. She wasn't his girlfriend but this arrangement wasn't so bad. It was actually growing on him.

Fully dressed Oliver headed downstairs to join his friends. They watched all of Batman v Superman and parts of Concussion before the switched up and played cards. Alison ended up almost clearing out the entire fridge. Oliver would occasionally catch Gyll looking at him. He realized it couldn't be helped.

Finally, the fun was over. Though it lasted longer than Oliver had hoped and he risked a lot today, he still enjoyed the company. As everyone was preparing to leave Gyll tapped Oliver's shoulder on her way out the door.

"Hey, Oliver..."

" Yeah what's up?"

"Um...about earlier. In your room..."

" Don't worry about that. It's our little secret okay?" He smiles and winked, innocence sparkling in his eyes.

She smiled in return. "Right! Our little secret."