I was sweating my ass off in the heat, seated amongst my fellow graduating classmates, but I didn't care. My friend Mike sat next to me, and was talking to me about something or other, but I didn't hear a word he said.
My mind was on one thing and one thing only.
I woke up that morning alone. The previous night had to have been a dream, right? But as my eyes fluttered open and the blur of morning vision dissipated, Steph's room came into view. It was no dream.
I laid there, wrapped like a snake in the covers of her bed, and basked in my memories of the previous evening. Steph had opened up to me in more ways than one, and a night of passion and care where I had given her my full attention had ended with her taking my virginity. Steph, my step-sister's best friend, the girl who tormented me relentlessly as kids, took my virginity, and fell asleep on top of me with a womb full of my cum.
I smiled at the memory, and felt a throb between my legs. I hadn't realized it at first, but the magic of "morning wood" had drawn my cock out long and hard. I enjoyed the feeling. I reveled in my erection, a proud reminder of my manhood, and every thought replaying the previous night's events in my mind just reinforced the solid structure.
I turned my attention toward the bedroom door as Steph came padding in. Fresh from the shower, she had a towel wrapped around her head, and wore nothing else but a black bra and panty set. She stopped at the vanity mirror across from her bed, and began drying her hair.
For a moment she didn't notice I was awake. Her reflection in the mirror afforded me the pleasure of taking in both sides of her body at the same time. Her tight, flat stomach and the swell of her supple breasts on one side, the curve of her long soft back, the bump of her perfect ass, and the full length of her statuesque legs on the other. I had been between those legs last night. I had been inside that exquisite body.
The stiffness between my legs did not abate.
I watched her in silence, when her eyes suddenly caught mine in the mirror. She tried to stifle the smile that formed on her lips, looking down as she did so. Clearly she was remembering last night too.
"Morning," she said, catching my eyes again as she continued to dry her hair.
"Morning," I said back. I couldn't stop the grin forming on my face if I tried. "What time is it?"
"Its early," she said, moving toward her closet to find some clothes, "You should be able to get back home without anyone noticing."
"Trying to get rid of me?" I teased, sitting up in bed. She chuckled as she moved back toward her vanity, draping her shirt over the chair. She shifted her weight to one side, flaring her hips out deliciously.
"I've gotta go to work," she said, affixing her earrings, "and you've got a big day in front of you."
"What if we both just...skipped?" I said, shifting myself over to the edge of the bed closest to her. Steph turned around to face me, resting her butt on the edge of the vanity, arms crossed across her breasts.
"You want to skip your high school graduation?" she said with a cocked eyebrow.
"I would," I said, getting up off the bed, revealing my stiffened state. I slowly closed the distance between us, led by my erection. She chuckled again. Her eyes flicked down to my hard cock. She uncrossed her arms and braced herself on the edge of the vanity. I leaned in close, and paused for just a moment to watch Steph moisten her lips with her tongue. I smiled, and went in for a kiss.
She sighed slightly as our lips met. Our tongues quickly began to tangle and spar. My hand drifted up to her stomach and felt the smooth skin atop tight muscle, then slid down over her hip. My finger slowly slipped beneath the band of her panties.
Steph suddenly broke the kiss.
"Listen Tim," she began. My stomach sank. This was it. The rejection was en route. She would tell me I was a good guy and it was fun, but it was a mistake and we should just go back to-- "We need to be smart about this." Her hand came up and gently touched my chest. "What is your step mom going to say if she catches you coming in?"
I smiled. I leaned into her, laying my erection across her thigh. I slipped another finger into her panties and started to pull down. She didn't stop me. "I'll tell her I was out for a run."
"You don't look like you were out for a run," she said through a shallow breath. As my hands slid her panties over her legs, I followed them down till I was on my knees in front of her.
"Well then," I began as my hands started running up and down Steph's golden calves. Her eyes closed dreamily, and she instinctively parted her legs. "I guess we'll just need to find a way for me to work up a sweat!"
Steph laughed in disbelief as my head drifted between her thighs. "Good God...I've created a monster!" A loud gasp escaped her throat as I drew my tongue up between the lips of her pussy--she was already wet. I immediately lifted one of her firm thighs over my shoulder as my tongue lapped away at her sweet center. Good lord she tasted good. Gasping breaths quickly turned to squeaks and moans. One hand left the edge of the vanity and gripped my hair tightly. Her hips gyrated and humped at my lips and tongue as I pleasured her. Wanting to drive her completely over the edge, I took one hand off her thigh, quickly dipped two fingers into my mouth, and then slid them up into her sweet pussy, eliciting a loud, throaty "OH!" It was a cry of pure sensation, with no care for whether anyone heard her.
My fingers massaged her tight walls while my tongue ran circles around her clit. Her body began to vibrate. Her breaths came short and fast between syrupy moans, and then all at once her hand pulled my face tight to her pussy, her legs clamped closed around my head, and I heard that sweet chorus of moans--short, short,long--as Steph's body was rocked by orgasm.
Before her pussy even finished pulsing, her leg slid off my shoulder, and she pulled me up by my hair with a breathy "c'mere, c'mere." I stood up quickly, and she kissed me hard. Her hands frantically grasped at my hips, and she broke the kiss long enough to exclaim "Fuck me--fuck me right now, Timmy!"
That name sent a thick throb into my already rock-hard cock. She grabbed at me wildly as she sprung her legs up around me. I grasped for stabilization on the vanity and pushed toward her, my lips never leaving hers. Steph found her dripping opening with the head of my cock, her heels dug into my back, and I pushed. She gasped hard as the head entered her, but only the head. I drew back, pulling her sweet nectar back with me. Her hand on my cock quickly spread it around, coating my shaft, and I felt her heels in my back, harder. I pushed again, and in a single stroke my entire cock was enveloped by hot butter.
Steph and I both let out a low moan as I bottomed out inside her, but there was no time to savor the feeling; where last night had been about a slow, gentle experience, this morning was all about pure lust. Her legs and pussy wrapped tight around me, I grunted into her hot mouth and began to thrust.
The vanity began to shake and knock against the wall as I drove my cock deep into Steph's tight body over and over. I could feel the grip of her pussy lips on each outward stroke. My balls churned. Steph was slick, wet, and welcoming, and I glided in and out of her with ease.
