*Author's note: I found enough material for a sequel and one more chapter, I'm hoping this lives up to the first one. Thanks as always for the previous kind feedback and hoping you like this one enough to also give it a decent review.*
Kelly had fucked me once more that day, but had kicked me out the door in the early evening before Raymond was came back from his grandparents place. I got home, made myself a steak dinner, and was asleep by 8pm. I awoke rested and relaxed, if just a tiny bit sore. I went to school and couldn't stop grinning, to the point where a couple of my friends kept teasing me and asking me who I'd fucked that weekend. Chris in particular was relentless. "Who, dude? Come on, you know if it was me I'd tell you all the details!" I rebuffed him and told him I didn't kiss and tell, but when Mary Sue came up to me in between 5th and 6th periods, she didn't even try to play things off, instead grabbing me around the waist, pulling me in tight, and almost ramming her tongue down my throat.
"Looking forward to tonight," was all she said, as she gave my cock a slight, superficial graze with her hand. She walked off, glancing over her shoulder and giving me a quick grin. I resumed walking, catching back up to Chris, who was openly gawking.
"You lucky son of a bitch," was all he said, shaking his head and giggling. I repressed a smirk and just shrugged.
Time seemed to crawl during school and track practice, but eventually, I found myself home. I quickly let the dog out to do his business, then showered my sweat off, but I was still naked when I heard the doorbell. I quickly tucked a towel around my waist, and let Mary Sue in. "Already dressed for the occasion," she said with a grin. She was still in her school clothes, tight jeans and a button down she'd opened a bit to give a peek at her lovely pale cleavage. I took her in, and appreciated how incredibly gorgeous she was. Yeah, she was still young, and didn't have that sophisticated older woman appeal Kelly had, but damn if she wasn't a head turner in her own right. Her figure was a petite hourglass, with nice hips and a pert, firm bubble butt. Her breasts were easily a nice C cup, her skin porcelain smooth and pale, and her long thick cornsilk blonde hair contrasted well with her gigantic brown eyes. The lightest dusting of almost imperceptible freckles on the bridge of her nose and her chest seemed to be the completion of her perfection. The truth was, though we had been friends since grade school, I'd noticed her plenty of times and had definitely always had a low key crush. Now, it seemed like it was kicking into overdrive.
"If I'm dressed appropriately, then you're waaaay overdressed," I quipped.
"Hmmm...I suppose you're right,' she replied, and she nimbly undid her shirt as she stepped out of her slip ons. She tossed her shirt on a chair in my living room, her upper half clad in a sexy ivory push up bra, before locking eyes with me and sexily pulling her jeans off to reveal a matching garter belt, thigh highs, and panties. I must have had a look of obvious lust on my face, because she did a quick twirl before looking at me again and asking "You like?" I nodded vigorously, and she laughed.
She slid both thumbs into her panty waistband, and slowly pulled them down. "I was going to go commando, but I realized I was probably going to get far too wet thinking about you and tonight to pull that off." She stepped forward and closed the distance between us, bringing her panties up to my face. "See how wet I am for you," she cooed, bringing them up to my face. I inhaled deeply, enjoying the aroma of her, and my cock began to quickly harden at her scent. Without thinking, I leaned in and brought the tip of my tongue against them, and tasted the cotton mixed with her delicious juices. "You know you can get that from the source," she said huskily. Unable to reply with my blood flow completely rerouted to my crotch, I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her deeply. She wasted no time admitting my tongue to her mouth, quickly devouring me and humming appreciatively. I snaked an arm around her lower waist, and she responded by jumping up into my arms and wrapping her legs around me. I began walking her to my bedroom.
She was a petite thing, probably only about 110 pounds and 5'2", so it wasn't too much trouble to carry her. As I walked her down the hall, my towel slipped down, and my cock sprung up, no longer encumbered by the weight and barrier of it. Mary Sue's eyes widened, I quickly realized I was making contact with her clit and labia, and she was running down me, she was so worked up with anticipation. I set her down on the bed, and she attacked my face with renewed vigor. I quickly began kissing her neck, working down the left side and then the right, and she cooed appreciatively. Moving down to her chest, I reached behind her and unhooked her bra, and began gently toying with one of her nipples. As she groaned, I moved down, peppering her belly with slight, gentle kisses until I got to the junction of her smooth thighs. She didn't hesitate, giving me a crooked grin as she opened her legs for me, and I lightly ran my fingertips over her inner thighs, until I made contact with her wetness. Unable to resist any longer, I dropped to my knees and began kissing and lightly licking her lips.
I had enjoyed Kelly's taste immensely, but Mary Sue's pussy was unbelievably sweet, to the point it almost tasted like she had coated herself in honey. As I licked her, I found myself consumed with her taste, enjoying teasing her clit as I slowly worked out what pattern to play on it, but the truth was I could have easily stayed down there for a very long time, or until my jaw and tongue gave out.
"Tell me what you like," I said, running my fingers across her stomach lightly as I peered up into her eyes.
"What you're doing right now is pretty damn great," she breathed out huskily.
I kept going, curling my middle finger into her as I kept lapping at her pussy. It was truly a labor of love, but I was determined to make her cum before I entered her. After a few solid minutes, my efforts were finally rewarded, as I felt her breath quicken and her moans deepened, she finally tipped over the edge with a dramatic moan that crescendoed louder into a wail.
"Holy shit..." she muttered as I came up for air. I slid my intruding digit out and crawled up beside her. She was still slightly shaking as her body returned to earth, and I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her in. She nestled into me for a few moments, then pulled back and abruptly kissed me. I cringed internally because I realized I hadn't wiped my face off, but as I watched, her face went from surprised realization to a gleam in her eye. "Is that...me?"
I nodded. "You're incredibly sweet."
"I just...I don't know why that turns me on." She attacked my face with renewed vigor, as we made out frenetically.
"Just go with it," I managed to get out as we broke apart again. She kissed me again.
"Can we fuck now?" she panted out.
I nodded, and rolled over, standing up and retrieving a condom out of my bedside table. She positioned herself centered on the bed, and as I crawled up between her legs, I rolled it on and then positioned myself at her opening, nudging her lips apart with my head as I reached down and kissed her. "I want you to enjoy this, so please tell me what you want, okay?" I whispered to her, pausing to kiss her gently. She nodded. I kissed her neck as I slowly guided myself in.
She was so tight it was almost painful. I got less than a third of my length on my first push, and paused to kiss her neck and stroke her face lightly with the back of my hand. She exhaled softly, and as she hummed, I pulled back and pushed in another half inch or so. I was patient, and kept kissing her neck, toying lightly with her nipples, moving in and out slowly, until finally, after about a minute of pumping in and out of her meticulously, I felt our pelvises collide.
"Is that all of it?" she asked.
I raised up slightly and we both glanced down. "Yeah, that's it," I replied.
She exhaled deeply. "Thank god. Sorry, I think I was more relaxed last time."
I kissed her deeply, and she hummed appreciatively into my mouth. I began to move in and out of her slowly but firmly, letting her get used to my size and girth. She was fairly still for a few seconds, but as she opened up, she began to move a little bit and her face slowly relaxed. After a bit, a couple of very low, almost imperceptible groans escaped her lips. I reached down and kissed her again.
"Tell me what you like. I want you to enjoy this," I whispered.
"It's pretty good so far," she exhaled, raising her hips up slightly to meet me on my downward thrust.
"I want more than pretty good. I want you to have fun. I want to make you cum again."
