The next day was Friday, and it couldn't pass fast enough for Luther. And when he saw Rachel in their fourth period Government class, she gave him a sly wink before resuming her good girl persona.
Lute was sure Rachel wanted to torture him, because the nasty vixen had worn a tight black sweater that displayed her big tit's profiled curves in such an alluring way that he needed to keep readjusting his growing hard-on throughout class. And when the bell rang and they all stood up to leave, he had to cover his crotch with his backpack before he exited the room. When Rachel saw this, she just rolled her eyes and grinned.
As arranged, Lute arrived at Rachel's grandparents' house at 7pm that evening. And since they were being discreet, he had left his van at home and rode his bike over instead. After stashing his bike behind the house, Lute walked up to the back door and was just was about to knock when Rachel swung it open and pulled him inside.
She was still dressed in the jeans and tight sweater she had worn to school. And not bothering with any small talk, she grabbed him and they hungrily began to kiss, continuing where we had left off the night before.
"I've been looking forward to this all day," Rachel whispered to him after several minutes of shared teenage passion. "My pussy has been so wet! I took an extra pair of panties to school with me, but I should have taken two!"
"I've been thinking about you, too!" Lute replied. "And that sweater you've got on should be illegal!"
"Oh, you like it?" she said demurely, standing back and doing a modeling turn. "Well, I did get a lot of looks today."
"I promise you, I wasn't the only guy who had to cover his crotch when he saw you wearing that today," he chuckled.
"Maybe. But you're the only guy in school who gets a hard-on it that looks like he has a Coke can in his pocket," Rachel giggled, massaging his bulging crotch to emphasize her point. "I take that back, you always look like you've got a Coke can in your pocket. But when you get hard - like you did today - it looks like you've got two cans in there!"
"Well, I guess I'm flattered you notice," Lute said as he continued kissing her and fondling her firm ass.
"Oh, I notice!" she whispered back, "And I'm also really flattered that I'm the one who inspires you to get so big, so I guess we're a good match!"
"I think we're a great match!" Lute said, and then finally took a moment to slip off the backpack he'd brought with him. Opening it, he pulled out a bottle that he'd swiped from his dad's supply of table wine. And after producing a corkscrew from his pack, he walked over to the kitchen counter and uncorked the bottle while Rachel reached into the cupboard and got them glasses.
Lute poured them both a full glass, and then raised his in a toast. "To us!" he said as they clinked glasses. "To Root and Nasty Rachel!" she replied with a lusty laugh, and took a big sip.
"So, here's what I'm thinking," Rachel said with that same sexy smile. "For part one of our date tonight, we'll go into the living room, and we'll talk and listen to music and drink some wine and make out for awhile. And then when we get really horny and are dying to get naked and fuck, we'll go down to my room in the basement for part two. Okay by you?"
"Somehow, I knew you'd have a plan all worked out," Lute chuckled. "But what if we did part two first, and then part one later on, you know, if there's time?"
"Nope, that's not the way a first date works here in the world of civilized beings, Luther Casey," she chastised. "You don't get pussy until after you've had some intelligent conversation with your date and proven to the girl that you're a worthy partner for her to mate with."
"Okay, fair enough," he laughed. "Bring on the intellectual foreplay!"
So they carried their wine into the living room and settled into the couch. Rachel already had queued up a record, so The Talking Heads were playing in the background.
And that's how it went for the next hour or so. They talked and laughed, drank wine, listened to music, and kissed and groped each other. They were both still fully clothed, when their conversation began to fade and the kissing and groping increased. Finally, a flushed and very horny Rachel whispered as she rubbed her big tits against his body, "Okay, enough of this intellectual foreplay shit. I say it's time for part two!"
Getting no argument from Lute, Rachel led him downstairs to her bedroom. And while he sat on her double bed, she walked around the room lighting candles. And after she'd created a satisfactorily sexy ambience, she joined him on the bed for more kissing.
"I've got to see your big beautiful tits, Rachel," Lute whispered, as he kneaded her D cup boobs through her sweater. "You've been tormenting me with these for way too long!"
"You know, I've wanted to have you suck on my tits ever since the first time we met in eighth grade and I saw you check me out," Rachel confessed as she pulled up the bottom of her sweater, lifted it over her head and tossed it aside
She was wearing a sexy sheer black bra that wasn't at all of the conservative variety Lute had expected to see. It was low cut and her big boobs spilled out like a dual moonrise on some distant planet.
Lute was sitting behind her on the bed, so he wrapped himself around her torso and reached out with his left hand for her left boob, and did likewise with the right, massaging her sexily covered melons while he nuzzled her neck.
"Pull down your bra straps for me, Rachel," Lute said softly in her ear. And she gave a lusty sigh and did as he asked, enjoying how he was kneading her soft loaves through her sexy bra.
"Now take 'em out for me," he encouraged her as he removed his hands and looked down to watch the unveiling of her wondrous orbs.
Slowly peeling down the bra one cup at a time, Rachel seductively began to show him what he'd been lusting over for so long.
Now, with Luther being a diehard tit man, it was always a wonderful thing for him the first time he saw the breasts of a woman he desired. Every time, it was just like Christmas morning. Oh, he may have shaken the packages in advance, and made guesses about their contents, but he never really knew what he was getting until the wrapping came off and the gifts were revealed.
And when he finally saw Rachel's tits, they were definitely the gifts he'd been wishing for. And maybe even more, because they were big and full and hung down onto her chest with just the perfect amount of sag. And her areolas were broad and brown and topped with wide dark red nipples - like large suction cups attached to water balloons.
Seeing them at last, all Lute could do was sigh. "Oh, Rachel, your tits are beautiful," he said with absolute sincerity as he reached around her and fondled them. Reveling in the soft bare skin and the ample heft of her perfect udders, he rubbed his hands over her nipples and massaged them lightly.
"These are everything I'd hoped for," he said, still somewhat awed by what he now held in his hands. "And they're worth every uncomfortable hard-on I've had in class this year."
Pleased that he was so appreciative, Rachel leaned her head back and shoved her chest forward while they kissed. "They're all for you tonight, Luther," she said, but then couldn't resist adding, "You earned them with your snappy intellectual conversation upstairs. You've proven yourself to be a worthy mate."
"Thank goodness I studied," Lute chuckled while he continued fondling her fleshy twins. And then he undid the back clasp of her bra, and she squirmed it off as she stood up.
Standing at the end of the bed, Rachel quickly undid her jeans and kicked them aside. And then looking at him, she rubbed a hand over the moist crotch of her black panties.
"Damn, you make my pussy wet, Luther," Rachel said as she touched herself through the damp panty covering. "But I'm gonna' keep these. I think one pair of my panties will be enough to last you for awhile." And she then slipped them off and stood before him in all her naked glory. Which, to Lute's admiring gaze, was truly glorious.
Not wanting to be overdressed for this party, Lute stood up on the bed and pulled off his shirt and undid his belt. But deciding she wanted to help open his package, Rachel crawled next to him on the bed and unzipped his pants and tugged them down.
To her surprise as she pulled down his jeans, Rachel discovered Lute had worn something special for their first date. He had chosen to forego his underwear and instead had tied her pink panties from the night before around the thick shaft of his ten-inch cock. And as it swung out to meet her, Rachel gasped and laughed.
"God, Luther, you're huge!" she exclaimed in delight as she gawked at the massive appendage that extended out from Lute's crotch. And then noticing her pink panties, added "And you definitely get style points!"
In the time it took Lute to discard his pants, Rachel had grabbed his thick meat and placed her mouth over its big mushroom knob, and was soon sucking, licking and throating his hard member in full Nasty Rachel mode.
And though it was an appreciated accessory, she removed the pink panty scarf from his cock to give herself full access to the length and breadth of his throbbing love rocket.
Lute still stood on the bed, and with his hands on her head, helped move his thick veiny beast in and out of Rachel's cock hungry mouth. And as he looked down, Lute marveled at the sight of Rachel gorging herself on his meat, and also at her beautiful tits that were swaying and flopping about as she sucked his wood.
