“Be back…” Hmm, I waited a moment and started to play the night out in my head, if everything turned out for the best, it would be a very long night.
“Tomorrow.” I finished up the note with, “Have fun,” and placed it on the desk. I smiled at the thought of Nick actually being in the same room with a girl on a matter that wasn’t school related. But I wasn’t going to sit and think about my roommate’s night when I had my own ahead of me. I was psyched I was going to get to go out with Brittney. I had seen Brittney around the school earlier before, and like any other man who had seen her, the thought of “hitting it,” for lack of a better term was the first to pop into my head. I had felt a little apprehensive at the thought of asking her out at first. Although a couple of weeks had passed since Erika and I had split up after we both realized we were just using each other to get over our old relationships and thought we had fallen in love.
I guess I could say I matured after that little experience, I was thinking less with the head in my pants and more with the one on my shoulders. Earlier in the day while I was hanging out in the cafeteria with a couple of friends, I saw Brittney again. She was certainly one of the most attractive girls I had ever laid eyes on. She stood tall, a majority of it due to her long legs, covered by a pair of ripped blue jeans. Her breasts weren’t terrible either, you could definitely grab a handful and still have some to spare. Brittney’s most attributable feature to her beauty was definitely her hair. Blonde, slightly curled, and reaching down to just past her shoulders and just about the most beautiful green eyes I’d ever seen. She had on a blue tank top that didn’t do much to hide her figure, I fantasized about the two of us together and me peeling off each strap…I had decided to try and talk to her and see what comes of it. I saw her sitting down alone at a table a couple of yards away, so I started walking and approached her, when I came to her table
“Hey, you’re in my biology class. Brittney right? I was wondering if you could help me out with one of our assignments.”
“Sure, it’d be my pleasure.” She took out her biology book and opened it to the chapter on the digestive system, thankfully, she was paying attention when Mr. Stanton was discussing it.
I pointed out the matter I needed “help” on, our paper regarding the process of eating, which includes the stomach growling that triggers the “I’m hungry” thought that leads to eating the food you want, digesting said food, and what happens during digestion. She cleared up the matter for me with a smile.
“Great, I had the whole thing done except for that one part, thanks a lot.” Brittney closed the book and put it away into her bag. Among the things in her bag, I noticed she carried a Game Boy Advance, which was surprising, I never saw a girl who had one. “You have a Game Boy?” A curious smile revealed itself as I leaned my head to the side to get a better look at the blue square. Brittney giggled and answered, “Guilty as charged. I’m a gaming nut, believe it or not.” I tried to hide my expression of excitement, but failed. “Wow!” I exclaimed, “That’s pretty cool! What’re you playing?” I never felt this excited over such a trivial thing in my life, with the exception of a few other things, but it’s hard to find a girl who plays videogames, let alone one who’s good at them. Brittney took out the GBA and told me she was playing Metroid: Zero Mission and that she was almost finished.
“Nice. I’ve been thinking about getting it, how do you like it so far?” Contrary to me initial beliefs, Brittney and I had a lot in common. Videogames, music tastes, and by coincidence we were both reading the same book, Hagekure. I kept my head level though, as hard as it might’ve been, I knew she wasn’t my soul mate after a couple of minutes of conversation. But maybe it was a good enough time to ask for a date, it was Friday after all. I didn’t want to come off desperate or like I had planned asking her, but I prepared for the worst in any case.
“Say Brittney, I was wondering, if you weren’t doing anything later on, you’d like to go out?” As I asked her out, my eyes moved from looking away and slowly made contact with hers, a small smile emerging from the corner of my mouth. Brittney looked at me for a moment, turned away, closed her eyes, and finally said,
“Sure, I’d love to. Only under one condition though.” Brittney raised an index finger up.
“I guarantee a good time, if that’s what it is.” I said, trying for a laugh. Brittney smiled and said,
“No, but that’s good to hear. You have a roommate right?” I nodded yes, “Well, my friend Brenda has been kind of feeling down lately and I don’t want her to be alone tonight, so I was thinking you could set her up with your roommate. Can you do that? Here she comes now.” Brittney pointed to Brenda, walking toward us from the south entrance of the cafeteria. I took a quick note of her features to relay back to Nick.
“Sure I can do that, poor guy needs to socialize more anyway, this’ll be a good wake up call for him.” As I finished speaking, Brenda sat down at the opposite end of the table from me and started burying herself in a book.
“Great! Just let him know and call me for the details. And we’ll set up our little date as well, alright?” I smiled, nodded, and gave her a small kiss on the cheek.
“See ya later tonight.”
I headed back to the room and told Nick what was going on, after a little coaxing, he agreed. After he left to take a shower, I called Brittney to tell her the date was on.
“Wonderful! I’ll make it easy for him, what’s your dorm and room?” I gave her the information and she finalized up the details for our night out, as well as keeping Brenda happy. The night was going to be simple enough, get some dinner and maybe find a party here on campus. After finishing up the note, I headed to the showers in another one of the dorms, I didn’t want to run into Nick again and risk him having second thoughts. After a refreshing shower, shave, and spraying myself with a healthy amount of cologne, I set out to meet the lovely Brittney. I carried myself in a way that made some girls notice, which was nice, but there was only one girl I was interested in that night.
As I arrived at Brittney’s dorm, I saw the door open and a woman emerge, I looked a little closer and saw it was Brenda. On her way to see Nick, no doubt. As she approached, Brenda passed me by in the hallway and I caught a glimpse of her outfit, an orange top and black skirt, not looking out to impress anybody I suppose. Our eyes met for a brief moment and we both continued on our ways. She had a peculiar look in her eyes, I couldn’t understand what it was, but I’m sure Nick was going to have a nice night. The date would do him some good, if he read anymore pages on the super id, his head probably would explode. I kept walking and finally arrived at Brittney’s dorm, knocking on the door.
“Just a moment!” Brittney said, her voice vaguely masked by the door. Thoughts raced through my head. Was she going to be the one? Was tonight going to be the best thing to ever happen to me or just a crash and burn? Were we going to end up happily ever after and grow to see our final days together? OK, maybe it’s a little too early to tell all of that. I took a deep breath and started darting my eyes around. I had just noticed that there was a discoloration on the ceiling where it met the wall when the door swung open.
Brittney came into my view with a smile and a look of anticipation. I certainly was going to do my best to not disappoint her. Avoiding any uncomfortable silences, I opened my mouth and said, “You look great, but I don’t really have to tell you that.” She received the compliment with a smile and the one on my face grew a little bigger. Brittney gestured for me to come in and I did so. The room itself was just like any other dorm on campus, it looked the dorm that Nick and myself resided in, just big enough to house two people, but not much else for any special additions. The walls were decorated with various drawings which I made note of, a couple of family photos, and various knick knacks that made the dorm their own.
“Would you like to sit down? We don’t have to leave right away.” Brittney sat down on a bed and motioned for me to take a seat next to her, which I did. Attempting to draw up a conversation, I asked her,
“Did you draw those?” I said, pointing at a section of the wall covered with pencil drawings. They were of cats, all kinds, from a household tabby down to a leopard perched in a tree, its eyes staring back out at the viewer in an almost hypnotic gaze.
“Yeah, I got a thing for cats.” She said under a small giggle, “That one is my favorite.” Brittney pointed toward the drawing of the leopard.
“It’s a great drawing, very detailed. I wish I were good at drawing, but I never manage to make it past stick figures. Oh well, I guess we all have our talents, don’t we?” That was a good line, established easy-going personality, a little self humor, I thought. Turning back from the drawing, I looked at Brittney, who’s eyes were staring at mine, not unlike the leopard she had drawn. We both just looked at each other for a moment before I smiled and slowly advanced toward her, leaning my head to the side. Brittney reciprocated and did the same. Our lips finally touched softly and we kissed for a moment. It wasn’t an intense kiss, but it was surely a sign of good things to come that night. We pulled away slowly, a soft *smack* as we finally relinquished the connection of our lips.
As I opened my eyes, they saw Brittney’s big green eyes, they were like emeralds against the rather bland brown ones that I possessed. My eyes wandered a bit south saw her beautiful breasts being bound by the black shirt she had on, when I looked back at her face, she was shaking her head, smiling though.
“All good things come to those who wait. Now why don’t we go out and have a good time?” She took my hand and we both left the room, I had a feeling things would only get better from here. For dinner I took her to a nice little Italian café a few blocks away, we ate and talked for a bit. Both she and I learned more about each other, she learned more about my obsession for good food and that I was wild about reading. I learned more about Brittney’s drawing ability, she started when she was 11 with simple things like a jungle with small little things that were supposed to resemble animals, she progressed into a better and better artist and eventually integrated her love for the feline into her hobby, or her passion, as she liked to refer to it.
After a nice meal, we headed back to the dorms and searched for a party. We had grown more comfortable around each other and Brittney allowed me to put my arm over her shoulder and hold her. As we walked the path between the science building and the administrative building, I started a conversation with Brittney.
“You know, I never asked you this, but what’s your major?” I slowed my walk and turned to look at her.
“Oh, I’m actually majoring in English, I haven’t really decided what I want to do yet, but in time…” She paused a moment and looked up at the full moon, bright and white as could be. Rather than looking at the moon, I admired her face, bathed in the moonlight, aided with scattered lamp posts. Her slightly tanned skin became more radiant and her eyes reflected the moon within their pupils, with just that hint of green still present. I must have been out of it for a second there, because the next thing I knew, Brittney was staring right back at me. Her face reflecting a “I caught you” type of look, I responded by smiling and brushing a gathering of hair from her face. Crooking my head slightly, I said,
“Well, we should we get walking if we’re going to find a party.” I looked away toward a dorm, but rather than the both of us walking, Brittney tugged on my arm.
“Actually, I’m a little tired…Do you mind if we just go back to my room?” Ooh, she said “we,” tonight was getting better and better.
We strolled leisurely back to her dorm room, enjoying the warm summer night, lit by the full moon and the brighter stars that stood out that night. Rather than having my arm over her shoulder, I held her hand instead, which she had taken care of. Her hands were devoid of calluses, blisters, and any other attributes that would take away from the soft, smooth feeling that I felt when I held her hand. She squeezed just a light tighter and I responded with my own squeeze and a smile.
We finally made it to her dorm, but before she opened the door, she knocked. The reason became apparent after a few moments had passed.
“I doubt Nick has done something horribly wrong to send Brenda back here already. He’s a shy, socially inept guy, yes, but he’s probably the nicest guy I know. Give him some credit.” I said in my most promoting voice. Brittney agreed and opened the door, giving me the “after you” signal, I graciously accepted the gesture and made my way into the familiar room.
I sat down on Brittney’s bed and looked back at her, she had closed the door and sat down next to me, kicking off her shoes.
“You can take your shoes off too if you like.” She picked her shoes up and placed them just under the bed. I took my shoes as well and placed them under the bed also. A minute passed where we both just sat and twiddled our thumbs, I didn’t want this. The night had gone so well, it’d be a disaster now if I didn’t say anything. Problem was, I couldn’t think of anything else but, “You up for a rousing game of truth or dare?”
Brittney looked me a bit strangely, but I could read a bit of curiosity in her eyes as well. But I thought it would be better to be safe than sorry,
“I mean…forget it. I don’t know why I said that.” Shaking my head and laughing a bit nervously. Why was I acting this way? I need to relax. I took a deep breath and as I exhaled, I heard Brittney say, “Sure, I’d love to play. Shall I start?” My eyes widened in surprise as I looked back at Brittney, she was smiling, almost mischievously.
“By all means, please do.” I smiled, giving her the go ahead. It didn’t take Brittney long to ask, “Truth or dare?”
I thought about and weighed each consequence of the response I would choose, but eventually I settled on, “Dare…I like a challenge.”
“Ooh, aren’t we a little headstrong?” Brittney said in a somewhat mocking tone of voice, to which I responded with, “Well, I do like to try.” The mood in the room was lighthearted, I knew if I wasn’t going to get laid, I would at least have a chance for another night out with her.
“Well, I dare you to…take off your pants and shirts.” I was a bit perplexed at her request, but I figured, why not, it’s not like I wasn’t in shape. I stood up and began to unbutton the shirt I had on. Once I had removed it, I took off the undershirt I had on as well. After I did, Brittney started fanning her face and cheered me on. I threw the shirts onto Brenda’s bed and started unbuckling my belt and took off my pants, both going onto Brenda’s bed as well. I sat back onto the bed, nothing on but my socks and boxers.
“Ta-da.” I threw up my hands and smiled at Brittney, who had obviously enjoyed watching me undress.
“Bravo, guess it wasn’t a bad suggestion, was it? Your turn.” Brittney shifted herself to lie on her stomach, her arms crossed just underneath her breasts, pushing them and her cleavage into view. I felt a small twinge in the my boxers.
“Truth or da…” Before I could finish, Brittney already interrupted me and chose truth. I had to take a second to think of a good question, but rather than dive into some weird childhood question, I decided to ask her, “Is there any particular reason you asked me to undress?”
“Well, I wanted to see whether or not there was more to that pretty-boy face of yours. And as I can see, yes there is.” She gave me a once over and smirked, almost like she was victorious in something. Ignorant to what her motives were, I just went along and laughed.
“Truth or dare?” Brittney asked, now twirling her curly blonde hair with a finger. I figured if she had something in mind for me, I’d want to tease her by not folding as fast as she thought I might, so I chose truth. Before Brittney imposed her question, she started to laugh, but it eventually subsided and she asked her question.
“Do you jerk off?”
I could see why she laughed. I guess she thought it to be a silly question, it was common enough to be used in truth or dare, so I didn’t have much of a problem answering.
“Yeah, of course I do. I’d probably go nuts if I didn’t!” I laughed a little and arranged myself from a sitting position to lying up against a bed post. It was a bit awkward, since my crotch was now within eye level of Brittney, who was smiling at me.
“You don’t have much of a problem with disclosure, do you?” Brittney asked, head cocked to the side, she lowered her body onto her arms a big more, increasing the visible cleavage line. That all too familiar stirring in my shorts began to occur once more.
“Well, if it’s for a beautiful girl like yourself, I wouldn’t have much of a problem saying or doing anything.”
“Hmm…I’ll keep that in mind. It’s your turn, and I’ll take a dare this time.”
I took my time thinking up a good dare for her, but turnabout is fair play after all.
“Well, I dare you to remove YOUR pants and shirt.” It was like she was waiting for me to ask this from the get-go. Pushing up, she got onto her knees and began shedding her shirt, removing it in one quick motion, exposing her bouncing, bra covered breasts. I could feel my heart beating ever faster as I just watched in absolute focus. Next came her pants, black and looked to be too small for her, she unbuttoned and unzipped the fly and hooked her thumbs into each side, pushing each side down in turn. As the front of her white thong was then exposed to me, I felt a small smile creep through the corner of my mouth as I continued to check out Brittney’s magnificent body. She was by no means a perfect female form, but then again, who really cares about a few extra pounds here and there? Her stomach was flat, although no muscle tone was visible. This fact was obscured due to the fact her breasts were so impressive. I hadn’t noticed it before, mostly because she had ontops that didn’t show off her chest, I was kind of glad they didn’t, added a lot of surprise to my reaction.
Brittney had finished her undressing and sat similar to me and signaled her finish with her own, “Ta-da.” I laughed quietly and shook my head, smiling at her. It was hard to look at her face when her breasts just sat there, half exposed and just staring me in the face, but I managed. Although I tried and managed to look Brittney in the eyes, I found her own directed toward my crotch.
“Ahem…” Brittney gasped and turned away. Using the moment to my advantage, I decided to make a move and began to stroke her leg with my foot. Brittney went from turning away to shutting her eyes and resting a head on her pillow, letting a pleasured sigh. Smiling at my result, I decided to continue the game, “Truth or dare?” I asked, still stroking her leg. Brittney emitted a smile and giggled, but it hadn’t hindered her answer, “Truth.”
I decided that this would be the best moment to escalate the night, so I asked her, “Tell me what you’re thinking.” I said, slowing the stroking of her leg.
“Hmm…I’m thinking we should quit with the games and get down to business.” Brittney opened her eyes and looked at my own, then down to my crotch again. I responded by smiling and staring at her breasts, “I couldn’t agree more…” Shifting around I started crawling toward her, leaning closer to her face as I closed my approach. When we had finally gotten face to face, I didn’t give her a chance to say anything, and I just started to kiss her.
Whereas before we didn’t get into it, there was no reason not to. Our tongues began to wrestle and enter one another’s mouth. As we kissed, I slipped a hand behind Brittney’s head and moved it just a little closer. Brittney responded by wrapping her arms around my back and pulling my closer, and there we kissed locked in an embrace. It wasn’t a very bad positionto be in. I could feel her nipples growing harder with each passing second. Instinct and passion started taking over my actions now, my hand slipped from her head down her side and rested on her extremely nice ass, grabbing slightly. With each squeeze of my hand, Brittney exhaled strongly, giving my the impression that she liked to have her ass played with. I squeezed more, increasing the strength slightly with each one. Brittney pulled me closer, her arms almost trapping me against her, our kissing intensified immensely. She broke off the kiss and moved toward my ear, she began to whisper.
“Mm, keep that up and you might get something nice in return.” She said in this completely seductive, playful manner. As a result the half-boner in my pants went all out, screaming to be released from its cotton prison. Obviously feeling my reaction against her body to her sultry chatter, she continued.
“Mm…I can’t wait till I get my lips around your cock, I bet I can get it even harder than it is right now.” She was right, it felt like it could break through a wall at the rate she was at, and we hadn’t even done anything but kiss! Who knew that she was a sultry seductress who could melt a man with simple words. I wasn’t going to let thoughts like this get in the way of the night though.
It was silent now, only the sound of our breath filled the room. Though it wasn’t long before we had a change of position. Brittney took me by the wrist and nudged me to turn over, and I did. She lie ontop of me now, an incredible sight to behold. Her hands moved to her back and I saw the straps of her bra fall.
“Let’s get rid of this.” She peeled the straps off and removed the bra and tossed it to the floor. Her breasts were really a sight to behold. C cup sized breasts with rosy colored nipples protruding in the middle of each, almost like a cherry topped cupcake. I couldn’t help but envelop each one with my hands, squeezing gently on each breast. Brittney threw her head back and exhaled quietly, responding to my fondling by grabbing my wrists and directing them to where she wanted them.
She moved my hands from cupping her breasts to holding the undersides, signaling for me to squeeze. When I did she emitted a low moan and smiled. I started to trace the perimeter of her breasts with a finger slowly. Dragging my fingers along the soft, smooth skin of her fleshy globes. Brittney shivered with pleasure, moving her hands from my wrists to just behind her, where I felt a hand wrapping around my throbbing cock. I moved my hands down from her breasts down to her ass once more, gripping and squeezing as hard as I could. The both of us encouraging one another to continue with our fondling of each other. Brittney quit jerking me off and leaned down ontop of me, my hands still grasping her ass, she dug her chest into mine and kissed me once more. This kiss was a little different, a little more forceful on her part. She started to bite me on the lip. I felt a little apprehensive at first, but learned to like it. Brittney’s teeth bit down gently on my bottom lip and pulled, she released and then kissed me again, repeating the same process. Brittney finally let up from her little vampire act and leaned in toward my ear.
“I hope you like getting your cock sucked. Cause I just LOVE sucking cock.” After she said those words, I felt like I had just seen my first beautiful girl naked, just like a kid who found his dad’s porn stash and was trying to decide what to watch first. Brittney crept from my neck and looked me in the eyes. Her curly blonde hair somewhat shielded an almost a lust and sex filled craze in the way she looked at me. We both smiled at each other and laid my head back, ready for what I anticipated to be a great blow job.
Brittney kissed her way down from my neck to my chest, her lips dragging a small trail of saliva as she went. I felt her nipples drag along my abdomen and eventually rest upon my legs, I looked down and saw Brittney just arrive at my cock. She looked a bit perplexed at first, I wondered why.
“Something the matter?” I asked, a look of concern on my face. Brittney looked back at me and responded, “Oh, I’ve just never seen an uncut one before…Can I mess around with it a little?” Her hand wrapped around my cock and started jerking me, she looked amused when she saw the hood of my foreskin be dragged up and down with her motions.
I sighed out, “No, I don’t mind…Just be a little careful, I’m a little sensitive.” Brittney messed around with the foreskin for a little bit, giggling when she pulled it up to hide the head and pulled it and saw it exposed. Satisfied with her “examination”, she looked up at me and gave me a wink. I laid my head back and felt the first lick of her tongue, starting at the base of my balls and reaching up to the tip, where she gave it a sharp lick. I next felt something warm and wet, no doubt her mouth had engulfed the head now, the feeling of her mouth came down from the head and reached down to about halfway of my shaft.
Brittney began to suck on my cock, a faint slurping sound emitting from down where she was. I felt her head bob up and down as she worked on me. Her tongue swirling around the head and tapping on the glans. I let out moans and deep breaths, satisfied with her performance, I lifted my head and looked down at her. Brittney’s eyes were shut, as if she were in a trance as she kept on performing her oral technique.
Brittney then slowly sucked the head of my cock until it came out with a *pop*. I smiled at her and sighed, tilting my head back. Brittney then took a hold of my balls and pulled them up slightly and began to lick them in turn. Sticking one in her mouth and sucking while she massaged the other, repeating with the other after a few minutes. She kept me in an absolute state of ecstasy, I never felt this great in my life. My pleasure was not hidden as I kept moaning out for her, encouraging her with “Oh yeah”, “Right there”, and the occasional “I’m going to cum if you keep doing that.”
After sucking my balls until they too came out of her mouth with a *pop*, Brittney said, “How about a break?” I nodded in agreement, but instead of her coming back up and kissing me, she crawled up a little closer, until her breasts were hanging in front of my cock. I looked at them, dangling there, anticipating what she might do, and what she did, I loved. She wrapped her hand around my cock and positioned it to line up with her chest, her other hand started to tweak her nipple to make it hard, when it was, she took her breast and started rubbing the nipple back and forth on the head of my cock. It was a feeling like no other. It felt so damn good. It had its own feeling just like a tongue has its own. She kept dragging her nipple across the head and back for a few minutes, but I felt the onset of an orgasm coming so I warned her to back off for a minute.
After hearing my warning, Brittney stopped for a moment, but then gave the head one last pass with her nipple, then slapped my cock against her tit. When she finished, I let out a huge exhale and took a deep breath. My head fell back into the pillow and my eyes closed for a moment. I took into account all the things that just happened, racing back from earlier that day to right now, and smiled. I opened my eyes and saw Brittney hover above me, her arm moving slightly, following her shoulder to her hand, I saw her pleasuring herself slowly.
Brittney’s breathing was slightly increased when she looked me in the eyes, a raw, animalistic lust emanating from the emerald jewels that was her eyes. I felt the heat of her pussy on my leg as she kept up on rubbing and petting herself. Finally breaking the quiet, Brittney whispered to me,
“See how horny I get from sucking cock? It’s made me so wet and hot…see?” She removed her hand from her pussy and brought it to her face. In the light, I saw a small glistening that coated her fingers, which she put toward my mouth. Taking the invitation, I let her slip her fingers into my mouth as I cleaned each one of the juice from her pussy. Her taste was just barely sweet, like diluted honey. After enjoying the feeding from her fingers, I sat up and grabbed a hold of her, gently kissing around her neck and shoulders as I lay her down on her back.
On her back, her body was just as magnificent as if she were standing up. Her breasts pert and nipples erect, stomach flat and moist with the building of sweat, down to her trimmed bush of pubic hair, sticky and wet from her juices. My hands started running from underneath her breasts down to her thighs and back again, her skin was a dream, so smooth and creamy looking.
We both looked at each, I knew she felt like being playful, and that’s exactly what I was going to do. My hand slowly crept toward a breast, grabbing hold of it in a loose grasp. It was firm in my hand, squeezing it gently and watching it jiggle as I let go of it. Mesmerized by it’s beauty and attraction, like a teenager seeing and touching one for the first time. My gaze went from the bouncing tit to Brittney’s face, I saw her licking her lips, insisting that I give her nipples a thorough cleaning with my mouth and tongue, which I was all for.
Positioning myself over Brittney, my cock laying just against the opening of her warm, inviting pussy, I lowered my mouth slowly to her breasts. Pausing just short of reaching them with my mouth, I looked back at Brittney, who was getting anxious. Not wanting to disappoint, I lowered my mouth onto her breast and began to lick and tug at her nipple. Brittney drew in sharp breaths with each flick of my tongue against her hard nub of flesh, moaning and quietly whispering, to herself or me, I didn’t know. I took my free hand and started moving it toward her pussy, which I had discovered was already claimed by Brittney’s hand, fingering herself in tune with each of my tongue wags.
I saw Brittney’s face, her eyes closed and her mouth slightly agape, a need and pleasure expressed through every part of her. She opened her eyes and stared at me, working on her other breast, sucking on the nipple so much that I thought it was going to come off. Brittney smiled gleefully and started to talk dirty, “Look what you’re doing to me…I’m turning into such a whore, the way you’re doing that to me,” She brought her finger from her pussy to her mouth and sucked on them, as if she were sucking my cock again. Removing her fingers from her mouth, she smacked her lips, “I taste so good. Don’t you want a taste of my sweet pussy?” Relinquishing the breast from my mouth, I nodded at her. But rather than just eat her out, I decided to try a 69. I lie down on the bed and told Brittney, “Put that pussy in my face, I want you to suck my cock while I eat your pussy.”
Brittney giggled excitedly and in no time, she turned around, put her ass toward my face and backed up slowly, showing off her impressive loins. When she was in reach, I took a hand to her ass, slapping it playfully. Brittney cooed and lowered her bottom toward my face, a perfect view of her pussy from behind. I didn’t see any reasons that prohibited me from giving her oral, so I proceeded to give her outer lips a long lick. Brittney moaned out, but that was quickly muffled as she started sucking my cock again.
We stayed in that position for a while. I enjoyed her pussy in every sense I could. The sight of her well kept pussy made me hard, the smell of it was so wonderful that it made me even harder, and the taste…well, the taste goes without saying. Eating her was like feasting on a cherry pie, bit by bit. Brittney was certainly enjoying sucking me off as well, she was completely uninhibited. For a while she would just suck on the head while jerking me off, others she would try and deep throat, unfortunately she couldn’t, but most of the time she sucked and tugged at my balls.
Up until now I hadn’t penetrated her with my fingers, I hinted at it with my tongue, just barely hinting at my tongue entering her opening. I decided now would be the best time, moving a hand from her ass, I crept one finger into her hole, the moment I did, Brittney squeezed on my cock and let out a moan of immense satisfaction. Taking the signal, I inserted another finger into her and she almost went nuts, bucking against my hand and trying to maintain her jerking pace on me.
“Ohhhh yeah, finger fuck me baby…It feels so go…od.” Brittney was at a loss for words, so she went back to giving me head. I started fucking her pussy at a slow pace at first, watching my fingers drag in and out of her. But as she increased her speed in sucking my cock, I coincided my pace with hers, trying my best to match her. I wanted to make her cum and for me as well. So I took out my fingers and began to lick her pussy again and placed my thumb against her clit and began to rub. Brittney went crazy, I felt her moans against my cock as I kept tasting her, and began to start grinding against my face, trying to make as much contact as she could.
Raising her head from my cock, she managed to mumble out, “Gonna…cu…cum…cumming!” As she spoke, she kept jerking on my cock erratically. While she was cumming, I kept licking at her pussy, taking in as much of her taste and odor as I could and I felt my own orgasm building up. My hips were humping in the air now, trying to get as much friction against my cock as I could, Brittney had kept her hand around me, so I started fucking her hand, wet with the saliva from her lengthy head session.
I could start feeling the seeing the contractions of her pussy when she was in the middle of her orgasm, that was the last thing I saw before I shut my eyes and dug my head into the bed below me, thrusting one last time into the air as I felt the first spurt of my cum eject from my cock. Then another, and another, and another, and then one last one. I tried to raise my head, but I couldn’t, not because of the lack of energy, but because Brittney’s ass was sitting on my face, collapsed on my body from her own orgasm.
I didn’t feel like I was in a bad position, a beautiful woman laying upon me. I could feel her nipples rubbing against my hip, her worn breath against my leg, her curly blonde hair tickling my thigh. Problem was, with her pussy buried against my face, I couldn’t breathe. With as much delicacy as I could, I rolled Brittney over to her back. She was flushed, her breathing calmed down considerably, most notably, her face was in a euphoric manner. Brittney looked absolutely beautiful in this way, an incredibly kinky girl who had just given a ton of energy now looked as innocent as a puppy sleeping. I’m not one to let a sleeping dog lie though, I crawled over to her and started nuzzling at her neck. I heard Brittney mumble a bit, something about 5 more minutes, and then she giggled quietly. I placed a hand on her cheek and brought her neck closer to me, in response, Brittney ran her hands through my hair, starting to praise me on what a wonderful night it’s been so far.
“Hehe…you’re incredible baby. I’ve never cum like that before,” she paused a bit and shivered as I continued to nibble at her neck, “And your cum tastes so good…It made me cum even harder after you exploded in my mouth.” I looked up at her and she licked at her lips, searching for any remnants of my seed. Brittney let out an exhale and looked at me, “I’m ready to go, you?”
I sighed and looked down at my cock, which was still semi hard, but not quite there yet. I looked back at Brittney who was smiling mischievously, “Leave it all to me, babe. You just lie back again.” I resituated myself and rested my head against a pillow while I waited for Brittney to give me another shine job down below. But to my surprise, it wasn’t what I expected. Rather than feel the warm familiar feeling of her mouth sucking away, I felt a different kind of wet, warm sensation. I peeked down and saw Brittney mounted ontop of me, my cock horizontal with my body and her pussy gliding up and down. I let out an approving moan as I saw Brittney grind upon my body with a technique that some strippers would kill for. My eyes wandered from her grinding pelvis up toward her breasts, being fondled, almost manhandled by her own hands.
“Don’t worry, we’ll get you nice and hard real fast so you can fuck my tight pussy…I’m dying for your cock to be inside me, baby. Don’t keep me waiting…” Brittany kept on performing her show for me, rocking back and forth on my cock. I felt her juices start to cover the whole length of me now, allowing her pussy to slide along with little effort. She kept up with her breast fondling and dirty talk and soon enough, I was hard like an iron pole.
“There we go, nice and hard for me to enjoy.” She slid off of me and sat on my stomach, just above my cock. Leaning down, she placed her hands on my face and gave me a very intense kiss, when she finished, she smiled and said, “Time for me to rock your world, baby.” Winking at me as she slid back down against my cock. I bit my lip in anticipation, waiting to be inside her felt too long. Brittany’s hand reached behind her and slipped over my member, waiting to be guided into her. Rising up on her knees, Brittany directed me into her. I felt the head begin to enter her hot, wet pussy and then the rest followed, she had engulfed me fully. When she finally sat down completely, we both moaned out. Seriously, there is nothing like the feeling of a beautiful girl with a gorgeous body who sits down on your cock and is just there in all of her wanton, lusty presence.
Without a word from either of us, Brittany leaned forward and started to bring her ass up and let it fall back down on my cock. I wasn’t worried about cumming anytime soon, I had already given a huge load already, and I knew I had to work to get another one, so I focused on making Brittany cum once more. To aid her, I placed my hands on her bottom and squeezed as she bounced up and down on my cock, repeatedly impaling herself on me. It was by no means a quiet event, we were both filling each other’s ears with our moans and gasps. People in the hall and rooms next to us probably heard the faint rumblings of a love making, but both of us didn’t let it deter our performance.
Brittany bent down and allowed me to get a hold of her tits with my mouth. As I sucked on her teat, she looked down lovingly at me, smiling with approval in between her gasps and moans of pleasure. After I let go of her nipple, she started to speak, “C’mon baby, I want you to fuck me now…from behind.” She gave me a short peck on the lips and slid off of me hastily and repositioned herself, leaning down on her knees, ass in the air, and her head resting on a pillow. It was an inviting sight, her plump, luscious bottom just begging for me to take advantage of it.
“C’mon, put your cock back in my pussy and fuck me!” Brittany said, looking back, her eyes ablaze with a lust-driven thirst that I knew I could quench. I got up to my knees and positioned her ass a bit lower to accommodate my height, before inserting my member into her once more, I brought my hand down on her ass with a resounding slap. Brittany threw her head back to look at me, but rather have a mad glare aimed at me, she looked even more excited and horny. I saw her hand reach back and start to rub her pussy.
“Don’t make me wait…please!” She sounded almost desperate, I didn’t want to keep her waiting any longer, so I got ready once more. Grabbing my shaft, I rubbed the head along the slit of her pussy, searching for the entrance, and I slipped in once more. Brittany gasped at my entry, but quickly relaxed, arching her ass toward me, ready to take what I had to give. Not wanting to disappoint, I placed my hands on Brittany’s hips and began to develop a rhythm of fucking her.
Brittany eased into me with each thrust, allowing me to completely stick myself inside of her. Her moaning was muffled from the pillow she dug her head into. I started letting instinct take over, fucking her from behind as fast as I could, pounding into her as much of my cock as I could. Reaching around, I began to play with Brittany’s clit, intensifying her moaning to a very high degree. The pillow wasn’t doing a great job of muffling her almost screams of pleasure as I continued to massage her clit with each thrust. Finally, Brittany quit her moaning for just a moment, staring back at me, she didn’t have to tell me that was going to cum soon. I just kept staring at her all the while I fucked her, never failing with the pace I was fucking her with. With my other hand, I began to reach toward her chest to grab a hold of her breast, as soon as I squeezed, Brittany threw her head back onto the pillow. I heard her gasping quickly, her breath drawing inconsistently. Her ass arched back onto my cock after I thrust into her and stayed, I felt the convulsions inside of her pulsating against my member. Brittany’s whole body was shaking for a few minutes from what I gathered, then she stiffened up, and finally fell limp.
I heard Brittany’s panting through the pillow. She was definitely exhausted, Pulling out from her pussy, my cock still throbbing and in need of release, I crept up to Brittany and turned her over onto her back. She was so beautiful. Brittany was lost in a euphoric state of pleasure and sensation, her eyes shut and looking like she was having a wonderful dream. My attention turned toward her breasts, heaving up and down with each big breath she took, so attractive. I felt my cock start to fiend for release and since Brittany was looking a little too tired, I took it upon myself to do the deed.
One hand wrapping around my shaft, the other resting on Brittany’s breast, I started jerking off. I was close, there was no doubt about it, just looking at her like this and this feeling of warm flesh under my hand was going to be enough to bring me to the edge and beyond. I kept on stroking and stroking, my gaze switching between Brittany’s face, her breasts, and occasionally back down to her pussy, which had stopped throbbing. I was just about to cum when Brittany opened her eyes up at me,
“You’re not just going to waste that are you?” Brittany grabbed my cock from my hand and put it into her mouth, jerking away. That amount of spontaneity was just enough to bring me to cum. I drew in a breath and I felt my balls start to empty into Brittany’s mouth, after one…two…three satisfying squirts, I finished and collapsed myself, falling over just opposite of Brittany, landing next to her feet. I fell into that euphoric state myself, the whole night’s events flashing by in my head in a blur.
I was panting now when I heard movement, Brittany had managed to turn over and head towards me at a slow crawl, I heard her voice faintly,
“…Mm…cum…so good…” I felt a hand on my cheek soon followed by a kiss on the lips. My eyes opened and saw Brittany staring at me with those green eyes that had captivated me from the first time we talked to the moment I saw her empty my cock into her mouth. No words were needed now, we both smiled and pecked each other on the lips again. I threw my arm over Brittany and drew her closer to me, when I suddenly had a peculiar thought, which I spoke aloud,
“I wonder how Nick and Brenda got along.”