Right before heading off to class, I got off the phone with Valerie. It was Thursday and I was headed into town for the weekend. Dreaming of spending the morning with her, I wished she was with me.
Mornings with Valerie were the best; watching her ride me, with her tits bouncing as she impaled herself on my dick. It was just like she was sprinting down the track, but she was topless...and the view was breathtaking. Then my thoughts strayed to how she tasted, and my mind took me to that moment, where I could taste her and feel the warmth on my tongue.
Reality struck, though, I had to present my design to the class that morning, and I didn't have much time. It came down to going to breakfast or stroking one out; the latter was my only choice, because I couldn't really go to the cafeteria with an erection, and I definitely wasn't getting in front of that class, with a big ass hardon.
Focusing my thoughts on Valerie and stroking my cock, I could see her sensuous body flexing with mine, moaning with each of thrust, and yearning to be fucked. I pictured her caressing her breasts and tweaking her nipples, and that's' where I exploded, spraying creamy seed all over my belly. The mental image of Valerie slowly dissipated, despite being excited to hook-up that weekend. I knew I had to think of something else and I tried to focus on the points in my outline. My mind kept wandering back to Val, but I did get through the presentation, erection-free, and I got positive remarks from the professor...what a relief.
When I finally got home, she was parked in my parent's driveway, and my buddy giving me the ride, "Looks like she's anxious, too...don't go and get her pregnant, now."
I laughed, "Ass!"
Anyway, the plan was to stay at her parent's place, and we were going out to lunch with my parents on Sunday, before I headed back. The key to all this was that her parents were gone, and my mother didn't need to know that.
We ran into the house for a quick hello, and I could tell mom was more than excited about Valerie. She knew there was some attraction, but never ventured into any questions. Of course, that didn't stop my brother; he whispered something rude about getting some. Beyond the go-fuck-yourself glare, I didn't respond, but I was happy that Sunday's plans didn't include him.
We were both out-of-our-minds horny by the time we got to her house. I even thought about taking her atop the car, with vivid detail. Laying her over the hood, shoving every last inch into her and leaving big ass pool on the hood. I even pictured her with that sexy sated smile and cum dripping out of her.
After we pulled into her parents' driveway, we were all over each other. I savored the feel of her firm curves, with my hands lingering over her breasts...and that taut runner's ass. I gripped, digging my fingers into her cheeks before slipping a hand into her pants. She wasn't wearing panties, and she gave me a sexy smile.
Caressing her bare bottom, I sensuously kissed her lips, and pulled her closer. When our lips finally part, she grinned, "We probably need to go in the house...we'll be more comfortable."
Once inside, our lips met in a wildly heated embrace. She wove her fingers through my hair, driving her tongue into my mouth. We were making out in the kitchen, and I had her resting on the counter, with her legs wrapped around me. Cupping a breast with my hand, I felt her stiffened nipple pressing into my palm, and I remember driving my tongue deep, and wanting to fuck her throat.
She must have felt the arousal because she slid a hand inside her pants, dragging a finger through her pussy. She held it up, grinning, "I know you're gonna love this...look how wet you got me! But in all honesty, I think I was wet at your parent's house...I've been a little horny all day."
I sucked the finger clean, and the clothes started flying. She spread her legs, and showed me the pink, by pulling her lips apart. She was ready, begging me for satisfaction, and I got down on my knees, pushed my face between her thighs, and gave her the attention she needed. Trailing kisses over her toned thighs, I stopped short, inhaling the scent of her warm arousal, and teasing her pussy with my tongue. Anxiously, she dragged her fingers through my hair, and nudged me closer, "Oh god...Rob...yeah...Rob, that...that makes me crazy!"
I licked the swell of her outer lips, kissing, and running my tongue back and forth over top, as she moaned. I paused and looked up to see how it was going, only to find her eyes tight and her head tipped back...clearly, she was enjoying the ride.
With my fingers, I opened her wider, and fucked her with my tongue, purposely teasing her clit whenever I felt the need. Each time, she trembled and moaned louder.
As she opened her mouth to speak, her words became sexy moans, as I pushed my finger through the tight folds, and licked her clit.
I pumped them deep into the warmth, with one thing in mind...I was determined to satisfy my girlfriend with my tongue. But that was just the beginning; I loved that tight, little pussy far too much to pass it up.
With Valerie, I loved it all...I loved to tease her lust...hear her moan...taste her arousal...and feel my cock penetrating deep. The very second, she's had an orgasm, I planned to fuck the hell out of her, slamming deep and filling her with a load.
It seemed like she was way past turned on...she was crazy horny, but so was I. Her body shuddered with pleasure, she started breathing harder, and her moaning dialog grew more steady, almost endless. "Ohhhh...ohhhh my goddddd...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh, your tongue...mmmm...yeah...yeah, like...like thattttt!"
I watched her grope her tits, running her thumbs over the turgid peaks, while humping her pussy into my face, wetting it with arousal. After a week or two of abstinence, she was practically on fire and needing a good release. She was soaked, and getting wetter, but I pulled my fingers out, and licked the juice from her pussy lips.
She moaned, with disappointment, but I raised my fingers to her lips, "Here, taste." She got a sexy grin and licked them clean. While she was sucking them dry, I grinned, "Mmmm...tastes good...doesn't it?"
She nodded, "and what you're doing feels sooooo...so good!"
Hearing that, I started in again, running my tongue over her clit, and pumping my fingers into her. The clit was engorged, and I held it in my lips, gently teasing and flicking it with my tongue. She almost jumped off the bed, breathlessly moaning, "Oh Rob...give me that...more of that...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...I need that...I need...need to cummmmmm!"
Working my fingers in and out, I curved them to rub her G-spot. Showing no mercy, I had her screaming and begging, "Oh god...yes...yes...yeah, that's it...just like that...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...fuccccckkkkk!"
As the orgasm took over, she thrust her hips forward, grabbed the back of my head, and grinded my face. Despite all that, I kept working her the best I could, flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue. The pleasure was taking over, rippling through her body and growing with intensity.
Her legs tightened around me, and she moaned, "Ohhhh...ohhhh....oh my god...yeah...yeah...Oh my god, oh my god, oh god." I looked up to see her rocking her head back and forth, as she soaked me with pussy. It all seemed to last...her orgasm seemed really long, and I loved every second of her pleasure.
Clearly there was some pent-up need being met, and I was proudly giving her the relief she needed. Though, my dick was throbbing with the same need, I was determined to finish her off. I wanted to see that sexy, sated smile, when she was catching her breath.
I was in the clouds when she did exactly that, "That...ohhhh...ohhhh that was amazing! You are way more than a perfect man...and a perfect cock...sweetie, that was awesome!" She shook her head, "Sorry...I don't mean it's all about sex, but you really spoil me...you know?"
