TheUnsaved
11-13-2008, 05:01 PM
“I am so tired.”
I turned slightly from my place at the desk and let my fingers pause a moment. Heather had shoved her chair back from her own desk behind me, and spun about a foot to the left as she gave an exaggerated yawn. “Come over here and finish this for me. I want to get out of here.”
“Then you can finish this for me,” I told her. “But before that, you’ll have to update me about exactly how you do that, and I’ll have to outline my notes for you.”
“Fine, so it’s too much work, either way,” Heather almost sing-songed. She returned to the desk, then leaned back in her chair with another yawn and spread her arms behind her as the chair creaked.
I almost thought to look away, but Heather’s eyes were almost closed. I could watch. As I’d seen a few times before, Heather was dressed in a red tank top that outlined her ample chest; a thin print jacket hid its spaghetti straps from view but every once in a while slid almost over her shoulder and revealed a nice view. She was full-figured, with nicely shaped hips, curved almost similarly to her long, curly dark hair.
She pushed that hair behind her neck as she stretched. Her breasts protruded up. And there, yes, the sides of her little wrap dropped away and let me see her tank top straps and black bra straps running beside them.
Finally I turned back to my work and heard Heather straighten behind me.
We were the only two in the office. The others had already left, and I hoped to finish within the next few minutes.
Heather sighed and echoed the same thought: “Everybody else already put the office to bed.”
“And I want to go to bed too,” I said.
“Put me to bed,” came Heather’s voice, just a little flirtatious.
I exhaled a little, trying to smile, but she didn’t see me anyway.
“I want to go to sleep,” Heather continued, “and I want somebody to tuck me in.”
“Go back home and get your mom to do it.” I stared at my last page, then decided to turn around for Heather’s reaction. If she wanted to talk, well, I could use a few more seconds.
“But then there’d be no one to sleep with,” Heather said. “I can’t go to sleep without a warm body next to me.”
I knew she had a boyfriend. I had guessed they were sharing a dorm or something.
“What happened? Is your boyfriend not at home?”
“Oh, we broke up.” Her voice and expression were flippant. She reached up and slid a bit of her hair behind her shoulder. “So I’ve got no one to sleep with tonight.”
I raised my eyebrows, unsure of how to react. This girl was nothing if not candid. Already I felt my cheeks flushing a little and I tried to shrug. Okay.
“Well.” Heather opened her mouth a little and looked at me. “Maybe you’d want to try instead.”
“What?” No way.
“Oh, you can’t sleep with me, of course.” Heather told me. “I know you have to get back to your dorm. But how about we have a little fun in the other office, on the couch?”
She wasn’t serious! “Heather, knock it off.”
Now she grinned. “I’d rather you knock me off. Come on. It won’t take long.”
Did she actually think my nervousness was based only on time concerns? I felt a tingle in my groin, to match the heat rising to my face. But I suddenly realized. “Heather. You are serious.”
Heather stood. “Don’t be so surprised. You’re not the first. And don’t worry. I’m very casual. No one’ll know. I’ve no reason to tell them.”
“But you’ve told me about your boyfriend.”
“He was a boyfriend. Of course people would know we were getting down.” Heather stood and approached me. And suddenly her body seemed very hot. “Come on. Don’t tell me I don’t turn you on. I turn most people on.” She smiled wide and sweetly, and raised both arms to her head as her bracelets clinked and slid closer to her elbows. Breathily she told me, “This way, baby.”
I wouldn’t resist. I spun in my chair and came after her. Heather passed through the office door and quickly I followed; she was inside, standing by the couch, and I turned to close the door — and lock it. Back to Heather. She was already taking off her jacket.
She gazed at me, then looked down to herself and jiggled her chest. “Think this will do it.”
“Heather.”
She kicked off her sandals. “And this is an even exchange, too. This isn’t like porno where the girl gets completely naked and the guy just unzips his pants. I want to know what you look like naked.”
Without waiting for me to respond, Heather grabbed the bottom of her shirt and thrust it upward. I barely had time to react, seeing her black bra and deep bustline. She pulled it over her head, straightened her hair, then reached back to undo her bra. Her cups loosened. She slid her hands and arms through the shoulder straps and pulled the garment from her front.
Her breasts sprang out. They were very large, perfectly rounded, with dark red nipples, already swollen. I just stared, and for a moment I realized I could touch her. She was topless.
Heather had already reached down and unzipped her pants. Turquoise panties were underneath. She pulled down her khaki pants and wriggled the fabric past her knees, then stepped out of the crumpled garment and kicked it to the side. She stepped back, and slid down onto the couch, spreading her legs. I stared directly between her inner thighs and caught a glimpse of her pubic hair!
I grabbed for my own t-shirt and stripped it off, shaking my head, breathing hard. Next came my belt. I unfastened it, let the buckle hang and unzipped my shorts, then realized I had to take off my shoes first so I raised one foot, undid the knot and yanked it off, then the other shoe …
“Socks too,” Heather told me. Oh my god, she was drawing her palm up and down between her legs.
So I pulled off the socks, adding them to the pile on the floor. I yanked down my shorts and underwear all at the same time. My penis caught on the briefs band on the way down, then it snapped upward, totally hard, and Heather widened her eyes as she stared. “Oh, wow, it doesn’t take much for you, does it?”
“With you here.” I faced her. “No.”
Heather bent her legs up, feet beside her butt, and lifted herself off the couch, thrusting up her torso. She grasped the sides of her underwear and slid them down, past her wide thighs, past her knees, then off one foot. She kicked the turquoise panties off the other one with a laugh.
I leaned forward and caught it — then thrust my face into Heather’s panties. It smelled of hot body — her hot body. I mashed them into my face and groaned, feeling even more turned on by her odor.
Something rustled. Heather was coming toward me. I looked down and found her kneeling on the floor and leaning forward and opening her lips to suck in my penis!
And she was completely naked! I gasped just as I saw her spread-apart legs!
“Mmmm.” Heather slurped for a moment, then drew back and stared upward. “I think you’d enjoy this more if you sat down.”
I couldn’t go fast enough, scrambling to the couch with Heather right next to me. I sat down while breathing hard and edged forward, aiming myself off the side as she knelt before me with legs spread wide so she could rub her vagina with one hand as she grasped my penis with the other and began tonguing me! “Mmmm.”
She laughed a little, tongue and lips crackling with saliva. “Mmm.” She gave the tip a deep kiss and wriggled her mouth. “Mmm-hmmm.” I felt her breath from her nose on my groin. Heather moved back, just a little, then tapped her tongue to my tip. Then she grasped my shaft and began wringing me up and down. “Oh, yeah. Mmm, I bet that feels good, doesn’t it?”
I could only think and say her name. “Heather...”
Her boobs were jiggling. I hadn’t even touched them yet. I thought about leaning down and doing that now.
Heather suddenly let go and pushed her chin forward — thrusting my penis even deeper into her tight, hot wet throat! “Mmmm!” Oh my god! Her lips were nearly two-thirds down my shaft! She was sucking inside. Her tongue writhed around between cock and her cheeks. “Mmm. Mmm-hmm. Mmmmm...” she drew out the sound, enthralling my senses even more!
I felt the thrill building up and Heather moved me back and forth in her mouth, penetrating herself, her throat gurgling over and over. She laughed as she popped the penis free, then licked the tip wildly, her lips smacking, then buried it back in herself and penetrated further in, back out, in, out...
“Heather I’m going to cum.”
“Mmm.” She pulled out. “So soon?”
I could hardly stand it. “Heather!”
She grinned sweetly and grasped my pounding cock again. “Okay, you can cum on my face.”
She was crazy!
And I was crazy for her — then my own penis went crazy. I spurted out a huge white stream, and it flew across Heather’s right cheek as she laughed and opened her mouth, leaning forward, stroking me. Oh my god, then the real cum began.
With my body heaving, I spurted multiple times and Heather just almost giggled as she let me cum across her face, nose, eyes and even forehead. Now she groaned, lips closed, then opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, touching it to my head and letting the last little bit of semen trickle onto her bottom lip.
“Mmmm-ahhh.” Again she laughed, then licked my penis head again and scooted back a little, still on her knees. Both hands went up and she slid her fingers across her face, collecting the cum … and then she lowered her hands to slick my juices across her own luscious breasts. She moistened herself, rubbing it on her nipples, slathering it above her bustline, then opened her mouth and licked her own fingers, one after the other, staring at me with a gorgeous grin, her eyes with a sexy, bad-girl sparkle. “So finger-licking good,” Heather told me.
I just sat there, my whole body tense, already turned on again, just watching her.
Her boobs were incredible.
Now I slid down, body burning with lust to touch her. Heather grinned even wider as I wrapped my arm around her stomach and pulled her close to me, reaching with my right arm to touch her breasts for the first time. And I did, groping first one and then the other, both slick with my cum and nipples beautifully erect and reddened. Heather giggled and jerked her hips toward me, bringing my gaze again to her very wide pussy nestled between her full-figured hips. Now her face turned upward and her eyes stared. “Kiss me,” she said.
Our lips met and even more thrills shot through. Heather’s mouth clasped over mine, over and over. I felt her hot breath even as her wet lips slid over mine, over and over. She was clasping multiple times, amplifying the sounds. Again she giggled, and then moved her head back, prompting me to follow as she leaned backward, thrusting her breasts into my chest and dropping her hair behind her shoulders. “Oh my god,” Heather sing-songed, “you’re a very passionate lover.”
“Heather,” I managed to say. “You’re so hot. Oh, your body. So sexy.”
“You’re not bad yourself, baby.”
Heather slid out from my grasp and knee-walked to the couch, then slipped onto it, head on the right armrest and arms behind her curly hair, fingers gracefully akimbo. She spread her legs wide as I knelt beside her, slid my hands across her wet chest — “Mmm,” she said — and then across her groin to her pussy. “Mmm-hmm,” Heather giggled, “touch me there.”
I stroked her pubic triangle and then gently pinched her wide opening, moving closer to stare inside as my fingers spread her further open. She was already hot and moist inside.
I just couldn’t believe I could do this. I almost stood and scrambled to the couch, climbed over Heather as she laughed again — her fingers found my erect penis and wrapped around, then she lost her hold as I knelt over her nude body, my penis positioned near her pussy.
“Oh my god, look at you,” Heather said, and she grabbed my shaft again and stroked it vigorously. “You’re just ready for action. And so am I.”
She raised her other hand, waved her index finger back and forth. Come on in.
Then she pointed to her pussy.
I got lower, aimed myself directly for her middle, and pushed forward. My cock head slipped inside her crack and I groaned while I buried myself within her. Heather squealed, touched my stomach as she wriggled her body in delight. “Ooooh.” I pulled out, drawing her pussy around me, then pushed back in, bracing both hands on the couch and gasping. Out, then in...
“Go faster,” Heather urged, and giggled again. “Oh my god, you’re so clumsy.”
“I’m sorry,” I gasped.
“I like it,” she assured me, then grunted. “Oh, that’s good. Oh, yes, keep going, oh my god. That’s the way.” I had increased my rhythm. “Oh yeah — mm — I’m going to have a...” Her eyes closed as she shuddered again. “Mmm, a good cum. Oh yeah! Yes! A whole lot better than masturbation!”
In, out, in, out. At this rate I would beat her to it!
I leaned forward while I braced on my knees, my feet wedged against the couch’s other arm. I groped Heather’s breasts.
“Oh, yeah, you know I like you feeling my big tits.” Heather laughed, almost rasping, and stared at me with an absolutely delighted expression, her body rocking back and forth. She groaned, then giggled again — I was squeezing both her hot, soft boobs. “Oh my god, yes. Oh yes, baby. Make me cum.”
I kept going. In less than a minute Heather groaned, “Oh god, I’m cumming — oh!” Her body trembled and she began shrieking, thrills shooting through her body. I just kept going, but tried to slow, unsure if that would stimulate her further. It must have. She just kept going.
Finally she slowed. But I hadn’t yet climaxed myself.
“Do me from behind.” Heather sighed, her body hot, her breasts still wet with my juices. “I love that.”
She slid upward, pulling my penis out of her, then turned around on the couch, kneeling with her hands and head on the couch’s arm, and raised her butt right before me. I clasped her hot cheeks, traced my fingers around her very wide hips. Her asshole was there; her pussy just beneath it. I leaned forward, my hands on her back, more comfortably positioned as I aimed my penis into her pussy and pushed inside.
“Oh yeah.” I groaned, feeling her hot tube and juices swallow me hole. “Oh yeah, Heather.”
“Mmm, you like making love with me,” Heather said back.
“Oh yeah.” I slid backward, then forward.
“Keep going. Make me cum again.”
I penetrated her from behind — in and out, in and out, settling into a steady rhythm, as Heather gasped, laughed and urged me on and I groped her hips. She cried out once, working up to another thrill, but I was still building up vigor myself. I had a thought and lightly slapped her hip.
“Oooh, that’s good!” Heather exclaimed. “Do it again.”
I did it. Slap.
“Ahhh.” She was grinning, though I couldn’t see her face. “Oh yeah, that’ll get me. Mmmm. Oh yes, keep going. Keep going!”
I had no other intentions. I felt almost ready to erupt again myself!
“Oh baby, I’m cumming,” she groaned out. “Oh baby, I’m cum — aaahhh!” The orgasm interrupted her. “Aaaahhh! Oh, god, I cum — ahhh!” Heather squealed, while I kept going, spurring her on. “Aaahhh!” She buried her nose and mouth into the couch’s arm. “Oh, god, I love that cum!”
I gasped, feeling it well up. “I’m going to cum too.”
“Cum on my butt,” Heather told me.
She pulled herself forward, I slipped out of her opening and grabbed myself, thrust my penis over the crease between her buttocks, just above her anus, and pumped myself, gasping with the thrill until finally I trembled within and shot wide white streaks across her lower back. “Mmm-ahhhh!” I groaned, watching it slick across her. Heather had craned her neck upward to watch. “Ohhh...mmm.” That was all I could say, in the throes of orgasm.
We had both made each other cum twice. Even as I slowed, I wondered if it was over.
Slowly I retreated on my knees from Heather, and she flipped over on the couch, sat on her rear, moved her hand now to slide it between her legs. “Oh, god that was fun.” She closed her eyes and grinned. “Enough to help me de-stress.” Heather looked up to me. “Did you like my tight pussy?”
“Y...yeah,” I said, and I moved too, sitting beside her, and stared. Heather kept masturbating, then began groping her breasts. I saved her the trouble, reached over, displacing her hand and grasping onto both her boobs myself, kneading her delicate flesh, pinching her nipples.
“You really like my tits,” Heather told me.
“Oh yeah. Yeah, I do.” I just kept squeezing, enjoying her heat, groping her soft skin, feeling her arousal-hard nipples.
“You know what I want you to do?” She looked at me and grinned widely. “I’d like you to suck my pussy. I sucked you, after all. I think you’d enjoy eating my hot wet snatch.”
I stared at her, thinking that for sure there’s nothing she wouldn’t do.
Heather must have interpreted that as uncertainty. “I’ll make you a deal,” she told me. “I’ll give you another blowjob if you give me one. We’ll make each other cum. Third time’s the charm.”
I shivered, imagining her hot mouth wrapped around my trunk one more time. But could we actually suck each other at the same time? Heather slid off the couch and stood. “Here, you lie down.” She pointed. “And I’ll lie on top of you, with your mouth between my legs and your penis at my head...and I can really give you head that way!”
I moved past her, sliding my body right against hers, and she grabbed my penis and began stroking already, following me with her hand as I lay down, my head on the arm where her face had been, my penis poking straight up. Heather spread her legs wide as she climbed onto me — I watched her wide ass with deep crack as she settled onto my stomach, then began leaning forward. I grasped both her cheeks and she laughed as she lay down, her breasts pressing on my stomach.
Her legs pointed behind me, knees bent next to my ears. She wriggled backward, bringing her vagina right over my mouth. I reached up, grasped Heather’s ass again, and kneaded her buttocks as I stuck my tongue upward and felt her hot wet pussy.
At the same time I felt Heather’s lips close around my penis and I gasped.
And I could only try concentrating on sucking her too, licking between her legs, lathering up spit and trying to dribble it upward, and then feeling Heather’s juices leaking onto me as I sucked and licked more, then tried to penetrate her with my tongue...finding it too short, I improvised with my two fingers. Mmm, Heather loved that.
But she was sucking me again, hotter and deeper, and I couldn’t even see her. When I looked, I only saw her long, curly dark hair spilling over her shoulders and my thighs — that almost thrilled me even more. Her lips, tongue and mouth covered my penis and she sucked hard, then withdrew, licked me all over, shoved it into her mouth, groaning, then pulled out again with an exaggerated smack and giggled, breathing on my, slathering her saliva all over.
I could barely move my own mouth and tongue.
My other hand released her ass and slid between our bodies, and I found and groped her boob.
Heather giggled all the more. “Mmm, yes, that’s it. Oh, god, you’re so adoring.”
I licked her pussy again and returned to finger-penetrating her. Heather cried out, but muffled, with my penis in her mouth. Then in, out, in and out again. “Mmm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mmm-mmmm.”
She was working me up, and then with her body shivering I thought I was doing the same.
I went faster, and so did she, in and out, tongue and mouth swirling, then she stuck me in even deeper and I could almost feel her chin on my groin! “Unnnghhh,” she moaned, and then almost coughed as she gurgled, “Bahby I cuhnin ahgain.”
Now I went even faster even as I erupted and Heather cried out, definitely cumming again and I felt the juices eking out of her. I didn’t care, I let them spill over me and maybe even swallowed a little while Heather swallowed me, letting me shoot right into her mouth that was clamped tightly around my whole shaft! I cummed, I cummed, over and over, she lapped it up and let it drip back out and then I felt her spit it on me and it dripped lower and she licked me again even while crying out with her own orgasm and I managed to keep finger-penetrating her … and both of us loved every minute.
Heather’s body was sweaty, as was mine. She smelled sensuous. Now she laughed again as she pulled my penis out with another smack and slapped it to her tongue. I kissed her pussy and Heather giggled. I drew out both hands to grope her sexy butt. She shifted her body, drawing herself downward and pulling my penis aside in order to kiss my balls and lick my scrotum.
Then she kissed my penis head, long and wet, and shoved it back into her throat.
I shivered, feeling an aftershock. I was probably leaking even more. Maybe she could make me cum even more...sometime. That thought stayed with me long after I’d gotten dressed and watched Heather put back on all her clothes too. I walked to my dorm alone, but though next time I’d be taking Heather with me and we would do this all night. Oh yeah.
I turned slightly from my place at the desk and let my fingers pause a moment. Heather had shoved her chair back from her own desk behind me, and spun about a foot to the left as she gave an exaggerated yawn. “Come over here and finish this for me. I want to get out of here.”
“Then you can finish this for me,” I told her. “But before that, you’ll have to update me about exactly how you do that, and I’ll have to outline my notes for you.”
“Fine, so it’s too much work, either way,” Heather almost sing-songed. She returned to the desk, then leaned back in her chair with another yawn and spread her arms behind her as the chair creaked.
I almost thought to look away, but Heather’s eyes were almost closed. I could watch. As I’d seen a few times before, Heather was dressed in a red tank top that outlined her ample chest; a thin print jacket hid its spaghetti straps from view but every once in a while slid almost over her shoulder and revealed a nice view. She was full-figured, with nicely shaped hips, curved almost similarly to her long, curly dark hair.
She pushed that hair behind her neck as she stretched. Her breasts protruded up. And there, yes, the sides of her little wrap dropped away and let me see her tank top straps and black bra straps running beside them.
Finally I turned back to my work and heard Heather straighten behind me.
We were the only two in the office. The others had already left, and I hoped to finish within the next few minutes.
Heather sighed and echoed the same thought: “Everybody else already put the office to bed.”
“And I want to go to bed too,” I said.
“Put me to bed,” came Heather’s voice, just a little flirtatious.
I exhaled a little, trying to smile, but she didn’t see me anyway.
“I want to go to sleep,” Heather continued, “and I want somebody to tuck me in.”
“Go back home and get your mom to do it.” I stared at my last page, then decided to turn around for Heather’s reaction. If she wanted to talk, well, I could use a few more seconds.
“But then there’d be no one to sleep with,” Heather said. “I can’t go to sleep without a warm body next to me.”
I knew she had a boyfriend. I had guessed they were sharing a dorm or something.
“What happened? Is your boyfriend not at home?”
“Oh, we broke up.” Her voice and expression were flippant. She reached up and slid a bit of her hair behind her shoulder. “So I’ve got no one to sleep with tonight.”
I raised my eyebrows, unsure of how to react. This girl was nothing if not candid. Already I felt my cheeks flushing a little and I tried to shrug. Okay.
“Well.” Heather opened her mouth a little and looked at me. “Maybe you’d want to try instead.”
“What?” No way.
“Oh, you can’t sleep with me, of course.” Heather told me. “I know you have to get back to your dorm. But how about we have a little fun in the other office, on the couch?”
She wasn’t serious! “Heather, knock it off.”
Now she grinned. “I’d rather you knock me off. Come on. It won’t take long.”
Did she actually think my nervousness was based only on time concerns? I felt a tingle in my groin, to match the heat rising to my face. But I suddenly realized. “Heather. You are serious.”
Heather stood. “Don’t be so surprised. You’re not the first. And don’t worry. I’m very casual. No one’ll know. I’ve no reason to tell them.”
“But you’ve told me about your boyfriend.”
“He was a boyfriend. Of course people would know we were getting down.” Heather stood and approached me. And suddenly her body seemed very hot. “Come on. Don’t tell me I don’t turn you on. I turn most people on.” She smiled wide and sweetly, and raised both arms to her head as her bracelets clinked and slid closer to her elbows. Breathily she told me, “This way, baby.”
I wouldn’t resist. I spun in my chair and came after her. Heather passed through the office door and quickly I followed; she was inside, standing by the couch, and I turned to close the door — and lock it. Back to Heather. She was already taking off her jacket.
She gazed at me, then looked down to herself and jiggled her chest. “Think this will do it.”
“Heather.”
She kicked off her sandals. “And this is an even exchange, too. This isn’t like porno where the girl gets completely naked and the guy just unzips his pants. I want to know what you look like naked.”
Without waiting for me to respond, Heather grabbed the bottom of her shirt and thrust it upward. I barely had time to react, seeing her black bra and deep bustline. She pulled it over her head, straightened her hair, then reached back to undo her bra. Her cups loosened. She slid her hands and arms through the shoulder straps and pulled the garment from her front.
Her breasts sprang out. They were very large, perfectly rounded, with dark red nipples, already swollen. I just stared, and for a moment I realized I could touch her. She was topless.
Heather had already reached down and unzipped her pants. Turquoise panties were underneath. She pulled down her khaki pants and wriggled the fabric past her knees, then stepped out of the crumpled garment and kicked it to the side. She stepped back, and slid down onto the couch, spreading her legs. I stared directly between her inner thighs and caught a glimpse of her pubic hair!
I grabbed for my own t-shirt and stripped it off, shaking my head, breathing hard. Next came my belt. I unfastened it, let the buckle hang and unzipped my shorts, then realized I had to take off my shoes first so I raised one foot, undid the knot and yanked it off, then the other shoe …
“Socks too,” Heather told me. Oh my god, she was drawing her palm up and down between her legs.
So I pulled off the socks, adding them to the pile on the floor. I yanked down my shorts and underwear all at the same time. My penis caught on the briefs band on the way down, then it snapped upward, totally hard, and Heather widened her eyes as she stared. “Oh, wow, it doesn’t take much for you, does it?”
“With you here.” I faced her. “No.”
Heather bent her legs up, feet beside her butt, and lifted herself off the couch, thrusting up her torso. She grasped the sides of her underwear and slid them down, past her wide thighs, past her knees, then off one foot. She kicked the turquoise panties off the other one with a laugh.
I leaned forward and caught it — then thrust my face into Heather’s panties. It smelled of hot body — her hot body. I mashed them into my face and groaned, feeling even more turned on by her odor.
Something rustled. Heather was coming toward me. I looked down and found her kneeling on the floor and leaning forward and opening her lips to suck in my penis!
And she was completely naked! I gasped just as I saw her spread-apart legs!
“Mmmm.” Heather slurped for a moment, then drew back and stared upward. “I think you’d enjoy this more if you sat down.”
I couldn’t go fast enough, scrambling to the couch with Heather right next to me. I sat down while breathing hard and edged forward, aiming myself off the side as she knelt before me with legs spread wide so she could rub her vagina with one hand as she grasped my penis with the other and began tonguing me! “Mmmm.”
She laughed a little, tongue and lips crackling with saliva. “Mmm.” She gave the tip a deep kiss and wriggled her mouth. “Mmm-hmmm.” I felt her breath from her nose on my groin. Heather moved back, just a little, then tapped her tongue to my tip. Then she grasped my shaft and began wringing me up and down. “Oh, yeah. Mmm, I bet that feels good, doesn’t it?”
I could only think and say her name. “Heather...”
Her boobs were jiggling. I hadn’t even touched them yet. I thought about leaning down and doing that now.
Heather suddenly let go and pushed her chin forward — thrusting my penis even deeper into her tight, hot wet throat! “Mmmm!” Oh my god! Her lips were nearly two-thirds down my shaft! She was sucking inside. Her tongue writhed around between cock and her cheeks. “Mmm. Mmm-hmm. Mmmmm...” she drew out the sound, enthralling my senses even more!
I felt the thrill building up and Heather moved me back and forth in her mouth, penetrating herself, her throat gurgling over and over. She laughed as she popped the penis free, then licked the tip wildly, her lips smacking, then buried it back in herself and penetrated further in, back out, in, out...
“Heather I’m going to cum.”
“Mmm.” She pulled out. “So soon?”
I could hardly stand it. “Heather!”
She grinned sweetly and grasped my pounding cock again. “Okay, you can cum on my face.”
She was crazy!
And I was crazy for her — then my own penis went crazy. I spurted out a huge white stream, and it flew across Heather’s right cheek as she laughed and opened her mouth, leaning forward, stroking me. Oh my god, then the real cum began.
With my body heaving, I spurted multiple times and Heather just almost giggled as she let me cum across her face, nose, eyes and even forehead. Now she groaned, lips closed, then opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, touching it to my head and letting the last little bit of semen trickle onto her bottom lip.
“Mmmm-ahhh.” Again she laughed, then licked my penis head again and scooted back a little, still on her knees. Both hands went up and she slid her fingers across her face, collecting the cum … and then she lowered her hands to slick my juices across her own luscious breasts. She moistened herself, rubbing it on her nipples, slathering it above her bustline, then opened her mouth and licked her own fingers, one after the other, staring at me with a gorgeous grin, her eyes with a sexy, bad-girl sparkle. “So finger-licking good,” Heather told me.
I just sat there, my whole body tense, already turned on again, just watching her.
Her boobs were incredible.
Now I slid down, body burning with lust to touch her. Heather grinned even wider as I wrapped my arm around her stomach and pulled her close to me, reaching with my right arm to touch her breasts for the first time. And I did, groping first one and then the other, both slick with my cum and nipples beautifully erect and reddened. Heather giggled and jerked her hips toward me, bringing my gaze again to her very wide pussy nestled between her full-figured hips. Now her face turned upward and her eyes stared. “Kiss me,” she said.
Our lips met and even more thrills shot through. Heather’s mouth clasped over mine, over and over. I felt her hot breath even as her wet lips slid over mine, over and over. She was clasping multiple times, amplifying the sounds. Again she giggled, and then moved her head back, prompting me to follow as she leaned backward, thrusting her breasts into my chest and dropping her hair behind her shoulders. “Oh my god,” Heather sing-songed, “you’re a very passionate lover.”
“Heather,” I managed to say. “You’re so hot. Oh, your body. So sexy.”
“You’re not bad yourself, baby.”
Heather slid out from my grasp and knee-walked to the couch, then slipped onto it, head on the right armrest and arms behind her curly hair, fingers gracefully akimbo. She spread her legs wide as I knelt beside her, slid my hands across her wet chest — “Mmm,” she said — and then across her groin to her pussy. “Mmm-hmm,” Heather giggled, “touch me there.”
I stroked her pubic triangle and then gently pinched her wide opening, moving closer to stare inside as my fingers spread her further open. She was already hot and moist inside.
I just couldn’t believe I could do this. I almost stood and scrambled to the couch, climbed over Heather as she laughed again — her fingers found my erect penis and wrapped around, then she lost her hold as I knelt over her nude body, my penis positioned near her pussy.
“Oh my god, look at you,” Heather said, and she grabbed my shaft again and stroked it vigorously. “You’re just ready for action. And so am I.”
She raised her other hand, waved her index finger back and forth. Come on in.
Then she pointed to her pussy.
I got lower, aimed myself directly for her middle, and pushed forward. My cock head slipped inside her crack and I groaned while I buried myself within her. Heather squealed, touched my stomach as she wriggled her body in delight. “Ooooh.” I pulled out, drawing her pussy around me, then pushed back in, bracing both hands on the couch and gasping. Out, then in...
“Go faster,” Heather urged, and giggled again. “Oh my god, you’re so clumsy.”
“I’m sorry,” I gasped.
“I like it,” she assured me, then grunted. “Oh, that’s good. Oh, yes, keep going, oh my god. That’s the way.” I had increased my rhythm. “Oh yeah — mm — I’m going to have a...” Her eyes closed as she shuddered again. “Mmm, a good cum. Oh yeah! Yes! A whole lot better than masturbation!”
In, out, in, out. At this rate I would beat her to it!
I leaned forward while I braced on my knees, my feet wedged against the couch’s other arm. I groped Heather’s breasts.
“Oh, yeah, you know I like you feeling my big tits.” Heather laughed, almost rasping, and stared at me with an absolutely delighted expression, her body rocking back and forth. She groaned, then giggled again — I was squeezing both her hot, soft boobs. “Oh my god, yes. Oh yes, baby. Make me cum.”
I kept going. In less than a minute Heather groaned, “Oh god, I’m cumming — oh!” Her body trembled and she began shrieking, thrills shooting through her body. I just kept going, but tried to slow, unsure if that would stimulate her further. It must have. She just kept going.
Finally she slowed. But I hadn’t yet climaxed myself.
“Do me from behind.” Heather sighed, her body hot, her breasts still wet with my juices. “I love that.”
She slid upward, pulling my penis out of her, then turned around on the couch, kneeling with her hands and head on the couch’s arm, and raised her butt right before me. I clasped her hot cheeks, traced my fingers around her very wide hips. Her asshole was there; her pussy just beneath it. I leaned forward, my hands on her back, more comfortably positioned as I aimed my penis into her pussy and pushed inside.
“Oh yeah.” I groaned, feeling her hot tube and juices swallow me hole. “Oh yeah, Heather.”
“Mmm, you like making love with me,” Heather said back.
“Oh yeah.” I slid backward, then forward.
“Keep going. Make me cum again.”
I penetrated her from behind — in and out, in and out, settling into a steady rhythm, as Heather gasped, laughed and urged me on and I groped her hips. She cried out once, working up to another thrill, but I was still building up vigor myself. I had a thought and lightly slapped her hip.
“Oooh, that’s good!” Heather exclaimed. “Do it again.”
I did it. Slap.
“Ahhh.” She was grinning, though I couldn’t see her face. “Oh yeah, that’ll get me. Mmmm. Oh yes, keep going. Keep going!”
I had no other intentions. I felt almost ready to erupt again myself!
“Oh baby, I’m cumming,” she groaned out. “Oh baby, I’m cum — aaahhh!” The orgasm interrupted her. “Aaaahhh! Oh, god, I cum — ahhh!” Heather squealed, while I kept going, spurring her on. “Aaahhh!” She buried her nose and mouth into the couch’s arm. “Oh, god, I love that cum!”
I gasped, feeling it well up. “I’m going to cum too.”
“Cum on my butt,” Heather told me.
She pulled herself forward, I slipped out of her opening and grabbed myself, thrust my penis over the crease between her buttocks, just above her anus, and pumped myself, gasping with the thrill until finally I trembled within and shot wide white streaks across her lower back. “Mmm-ahhhh!” I groaned, watching it slick across her. Heather had craned her neck upward to watch. “Ohhh...mmm.” That was all I could say, in the throes of orgasm.
We had both made each other cum twice. Even as I slowed, I wondered if it was over.
Slowly I retreated on my knees from Heather, and she flipped over on the couch, sat on her rear, moved her hand now to slide it between her legs. “Oh, god that was fun.” She closed her eyes and grinned. “Enough to help me de-stress.” Heather looked up to me. “Did you like my tight pussy?”
“Y...yeah,” I said, and I moved too, sitting beside her, and stared. Heather kept masturbating, then began groping her breasts. I saved her the trouble, reached over, displacing her hand and grasping onto both her boobs myself, kneading her delicate flesh, pinching her nipples.
“You really like my tits,” Heather told me.
“Oh yeah. Yeah, I do.” I just kept squeezing, enjoying her heat, groping her soft skin, feeling her arousal-hard nipples.
“You know what I want you to do?” She looked at me and grinned widely. “I’d like you to suck my pussy. I sucked you, after all. I think you’d enjoy eating my hot wet snatch.”
I stared at her, thinking that for sure there’s nothing she wouldn’t do.
Heather must have interpreted that as uncertainty. “I’ll make you a deal,” she told me. “I’ll give you another blowjob if you give me one. We’ll make each other cum. Third time’s the charm.”
I shivered, imagining her hot mouth wrapped around my trunk one more time. But could we actually suck each other at the same time? Heather slid off the couch and stood. “Here, you lie down.” She pointed. “And I’ll lie on top of you, with your mouth between my legs and your penis at my head...and I can really give you head that way!”
I moved past her, sliding my body right against hers, and she grabbed my penis and began stroking already, following me with her hand as I lay down, my head on the arm where her face had been, my penis poking straight up. Heather spread her legs wide as she climbed onto me — I watched her wide ass with deep crack as she settled onto my stomach, then began leaning forward. I grasped both her cheeks and she laughed as she lay down, her breasts pressing on my stomach.
Her legs pointed behind me, knees bent next to my ears. She wriggled backward, bringing her vagina right over my mouth. I reached up, grasped Heather’s ass again, and kneaded her buttocks as I stuck my tongue upward and felt her hot wet pussy.
At the same time I felt Heather’s lips close around my penis and I gasped.
And I could only try concentrating on sucking her too, licking between her legs, lathering up spit and trying to dribble it upward, and then feeling Heather’s juices leaking onto me as I sucked and licked more, then tried to penetrate her with my tongue...finding it too short, I improvised with my two fingers. Mmm, Heather loved that.
But she was sucking me again, hotter and deeper, and I couldn’t even see her. When I looked, I only saw her long, curly dark hair spilling over her shoulders and my thighs — that almost thrilled me even more. Her lips, tongue and mouth covered my penis and she sucked hard, then withdrew, licked me all over, shoved it into her mouth, groaning, then pulled out again with an exaggerated smack and giggled, breathing on my, slathering her saliva all over.
I could barely move my own mouth and tongue.
My other hand released her ass and slid between our bodies, and I found and groped her boob.
Heather giggled all the more. “Mmm, yes, that’s it. Oh, god, you’re so adoring.”
I licked her pussy again and returned to finger-penetrating her. Heather cried out, but muffled, with my penis in her mouth. Then in, out, in and out again. “Mmm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mmm-mmmm.”
She was working me up, and then with her body shivering I thought I was doing the same.
I went faster, and so did she, in and out, tongue and mouth swirling, then she stuck me in even deeper and I could almost feel her chin on my groin! “Unnnghhh,” she moaned, and then almost coughed as she gurgled, “Bahby I cuhnin ahgain.”
Now I went even faster even as I erupted and Heather cried out, definitely cumming again and I felt the juices eking out of her. I didn’t care, I let them spill over me and maybe even swallowed a little while Heather swallowed me, letting me shoot right into her mouth that was clamped tightly around my whole shaft! I cummed, I cummed, over and over, she lapped it up and let it drip back out and then I felt her spit it on me and it dripped lower and she licked me again even while crying out with her own orgasm and I managed to keep finger-penetrating her … and both of us loved every minute.
Heather’s body was sweaty, as was mine. She smelled sensuous. Now she laughed again as she pulled my penis out with another smack and slapped it to her tongue. I kissed her pussy and Heather giggled. I drew out both hands to grope her sexy butt. She shifted her body, drawing herself downward and pulling my penis aside in order to kiss my balls and lick my scrotum.
Then she kissed my penis head, long and wet, and shoved it back into her throat.
I shivered, feeling an aftershock. I was probably leaking even more. Maybe she could make me cum even more...sometime. That thought stayed with me long after I’d gotten dressed and watched Heather put back on all her clothes too. I walked to my dorm alone, but though next time I’d be taking Heather with me and we would do this all night. Oh yeah.