When Bobby got home from Mrs. Fargo's house in the wee hours of the morning, his home was quiet. It looked as if everyone was in bed. He walked quietly down the hall toward his bedroom and noticed a dim glow under Lana's door. "She's probably staying up late studying," he mused as he walked by.
He went in his room and stripped off everything but his underpants. He was walking from his closet to his bed when Lana appeared in the doorway. Bobby gulped and stared at her.
Lana wore a lace camisole that buttoned up the front and an equally lacy thong bikini. Her lovely brown mane was loose and fanned out around her face and tumbled over her shoulders and down her back.
She shoved the door closed and locked it. "Hi, Bobby," she said softly, her eyes agleam.
"Ah...hi," Bobby replied, unable to take his eyes off her. She was a fantastic-looking female!
Lana was grinning at him and had a look in her eyes he'd never seen there before, a look of hunger.
"How was your day?" he asked.
Lana had mentioned at breakfast that morning she had another date with Derrick. She shrugged, causing her breasts to move delightfully. "You know how it is," she replied, her voice grew soft and husky. She walked across the room.
Bobby grabbed her, pulled her down onto the bed, and his hands cupped the exposed globes of her luscious ass, pressing her against his cock, which had grown thick and hard in his underpants. Her warm flesh pressed against his and her lips opened to allow her tongue to spar with his. Fires of passion flared alive inside him as her shapely body ground against his.
"You know, you've spoiled me," Lana whispered when the kiss ended, holding Bobby's swollen cock in her soft hand, "I keep thinking about this and I can't concentrate on my computer work. Isn't that awful?"
"I don't think so," Bobby said. He began sliding his hands over her warm skin.
Lana purred with delight, her body undulating. "God, Bobby! You have the neatest touch!" she cooed. "I don't know how you do it. You touch me and I feel all mushy inside!" Her hand continued to massage his cock. Her hips rose off the bed as his fingers slid over her panty-clad pussy. "Yeah!!! Oh, Yeah!!! God! I need your cock so bad!!" she groaned. Her legs pressed together, trapping Bobby's hand between them while her hips continued to rise and fall. "Jeez! I'm so fucking hot I can't believe it!!"
Bobby began kissing her well-formed legs and the two lush columns of flesh parted.
"Yeah!!! Oh, Yeahhhhh!!!" Lana groaned. "Eat meeeee!!! God!!! I love getting eaten!!!" She spread her legs to give Bobby access to her excitement-sodden pussy.
Bobby pushed aside the thin band of silken material covering her humid slit, and licked through the swollen, puffy lips his action exposed.
Lana's back arched and she groaned. "Yeahhhhh!!! Yeahhhhhhh!!! Bobby!!!! Eat meeeee!!!! Give me your tongue!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhh!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"
Her back bowed, Lana twisted and strained as Bobby's lips and tongue explored her tasty slit, licking, sucking, thrusting. The wild stirring of her hips smeared her juices on his face. Clutching her ass, he continued torturing her delightfully with his mouth.
Bobby had initially been worried about noise the last time they were together but, since his folks' bedroom was way at the other end of the house, he worried less about it tonight. He'd discovered sex is more fun when you can yell.
