This, as so many of my recent tales have been, is based on true events. Names have been changed to protect any semblance of innocence we could find. If feedback warrants I will continue the story and tell you all the second half of it.
"I've got a strange favor to ask you," Her lips pursed together in a pout at the end of the sentence, and for the briefest of seconds, I wondered what she was about to ask me.
"Could you go down on me, for like....five minutes?"
Wait, rewind...
Let's back this up a bit and figure this all out. Kaitlyn, the girl above, is a diver, just like me. We'd been living together for a few weeks in order to get to know each other better and make getting to our twice a day practices a bit easier. Today was the 11
th
day in that stay, and I'll be damned if it hadn't been a strange two weeks.
Today really hadn't been any different than the rest, save the fact that our third roommate, Shelley, hadn't come back home with us after practice, saying that she still had things to take care of on campus. So, we'd come back home and followed our normal routine for the five hours between practice. Come in, sit down, grab a bite to eat, and then maybe pop in a movie or something.
Where things got weird, was during the movie. We sat under the same blanket at opposite ends of the couch, and after some hemming and hawing about where feet should and shouldn't go so we were both comfortable, one of my feet was left in a position to tease her mercilessly. Normally, I wouldn't think about it, since I'm involved with someone else at the moment, but for some reason, I had to push it. Kaitlyn isn't the type of woman most guys could pass up.
5' 8", 145lbs, tops, she'd been a gymnast for nearly twelve years before becoming a diver, and damn did it show. Her tits were perfect, firm, with absolutely no sag, even when she went without a bra. The hard nubs of her nipples were clearly visible through most of her shirts and nearly always upturned as if she were excited. (Which, as it turns out, she might well have been). That was just the beginning, I mean, we are really talking about a total package here. The perfect body...nice tits, a firm ass in the shape of an upside down heart, and long, long legs that I would love to have wrapped around my waist.
Well, during the movie, I would occasionally let my foot slide forward, my toes would caress the soft outlines of her pussy lips and then I would pull the foot back, each time expecting her to say something, but each time she remained silent, until about halfway through the movie when she started arching her hips up to meet the pressure. I wasn't sure if it was intentional at first, but after a few more minutes of gentle pressure and experimentation, there was no doubt that she was grinding her pussy against my foot, and I stopped pulling away entirely.
Still not wanting to seem completely obvious about it, I kept up slow, applying pressure and moving my foot around, until the movie ended. I tossed off the blanket and asked her if she wanted a drink, shortly before heading up to my fridge to grab a Coke. When I came back, she was in on the computer, so I sat down on the bed and drank my soda as I waited for her to say something.
And here I was...
"Could you down on me, for like, five minutes?" Her voice was steady, and I couldn't for the life of me tell if she'd been rehearsing the question, but damned....what a favor to ask.
I wanted to act shocked, but the only words that came to mind were affirmations at first. After a moment to regain my composure I answered her. "That was a bit random...and not that I'm complaining...but I'd like to point out that we're supposed to leave for practice in about five minutes..."
"Do it for like, two minutes then...please?"
"Why?"
"I'm just so horny, I need to get off...please Corey?"
"Sure" I stood up and moved to the edge of the bed, as she scooted forward, fingers already tugging at the laces of her soft pants.
"Can you get the light please?" She nodded towards the light switch on the wall behind me as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her pants.
I dutifully flicked off the lights, what do I care? My night vision is as good if not better than my day vision anyways, and god was the sight worth it. Her curves were every bit as firm as the dreams I'd had about her, and the difference between seeing her without her pants and seeing her in a bathing suit was shocking. I took her in for a moment as I knelt down between her legs and pushed them slowly apart.
"You know, flattery aside, you really are beautiful." I said softly, just before trailing my tongue along the inside of her thigh, up to her most sensitive skin.
She moaned softly and arched her hips up, encouraging me. "Come on...please?"
I dove into her pussy tongue first, with my fingers only the barest second behind. Kaitlyn writhed and moaned as I found her clit and rapidly worked my tongue around the sensitive button. Two fingers snaked up behind my tongue and slipped inside her and as I ripped another moan from her body I wondered how long this had been brewing...surely since before the movie... it couldn't have made her that horny...
"OH god! Yes...! I can't... I'm...cumming...! " She screamed out as she reached down and grabbed hold of my head, pulling me in deeper to her pussy as I mercilessly flicked her clit with my tongue. "God...! Corey...more...please, more.."
I looked at the clock and knew that if we didn't leave for practice in the next two minutes or so we were never going to make it, but who was I to argue with a beautiful woman demanding that I eat her pussy some more? I don't suppose it helped how much I love eating pussy...
I grabbed both her legs, one in each hand and pulled her closer as I dove deeper into her snatch, snaking my tongue into her pussy right alongside my tongue. God she tasted good. I could've eaten her pussy for hours, but minutes was what I had to work with...or so I thought.
"Corey...we've got...oh fuck! That's so good!...practice.."
I pulled myself away from my feast reluctantly and shoved two fingers deep into her pussy, driving home another orgasm as her the muscles of her body contracted around my fingers and tried desperately to milk them dry.
Fingers still embedded inside her, and not the least bit inactive I crawled up the rest of her body onto the bed and leaned over her face, planting my lips solidly against hers and kissing her soundly. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs closed tight around the hand between her legs and for a moment we writhed together on the bed in an erotic dance that was bound to lead us somewhere we shouldn't be going.
The kiss was broken after a bit and I indicated the clock with a nod, "Do you really want me to stop so we can go to practice?" I flicked my fingers faster and pushed them a bit deeper into her pussy as I finished off the question.
"God...no..." She opened her eyes and looked up at me... "I want you...not just your fingers or tongue...please?"
I grabbed her hands from behind my neck and placed them at the bottom of my shirt, then leaned forward as she pulled the sweatshirt over my head and tossed it aside. Her hands ran over my chest and shoulder muscles before sliding down to cup my ass in both hands and pulling the denim bulge of my jeans into her waiting pussy, grinding her cunt against me, trying desperately to make contact with her clit.
"You're still overdressed," I pointed out, indicating her shirt.
She pulled the shirt from her body revealing her perfect tits to my eyes for the first time. Well, first intentional time, I'd walked in on her changing once or twice previously. Instantly I was drawn to her nipples, and dove for them, mouth first, sucking first one into my mouth and then the other, then taking time on each one, rolling, pinching, nipping, licking, sucking and toying with each one as much as was possible. They were as hard as pencil erasers before I was done, and Kaitlyn was moaning like a bitch in heat.
"Too...much." She choked out as she pulled my head up and kissed me again. "Stand up..."
I realized at this point that the painful sensation bearing down on my cock was the product of my jeans still being completely on, not even unzipped at this point, and did just as she bade me to do. I stood from the edge of the bed and much to my amazement this luscious beauty sank down to her knees right in front of me as she undid my belt, button and zipper, running her palm the length of the enormous bulge in my pants.
"God...you weren't...joking about the Bullwinkle thing...were you?"
She tugged the pants down around my knees and I was more than a little amused to hear the opening of Nickelback's "Figured You Out" come on the CD player in the background."
"I like your pants around your feet,