Harry and I both graduated from The Imperial College, we were there at the same time, but Harry was part of the Special Engineering Programme, following a completely different curriculum to me, so I never actually crossed paths with him; a brilliant engineering student like him would have been constantly involved in industrial loan-out programmes, research and development, and innovation and excellence engineering within the engineering design programmes, so it wasn’t really surprising, given the size of the student body.
I could hear the grin in his voice even over the cell-phone line.
“I understand you had a run-in with old ‘Slimy’ Fineman and you smacked him around a little over that gorgeous sister of yours, what was her name, Triko? Tenko?”
I laughed.
“Her name’s Teruko, and yes, he tried to blackmail her into bed, so I gave him an Aussie Coat-hanger that flipped him 360 and knocked the bastard silly! I heard from Mr. Fineman that he tried the same trick with you and you gave him a good battering. How is your sister, anyway? I can’t remember her name, I only saw her once or twice, but I remember she was a real knockout.”
“She’s… fine, yeah, she’s fine. Her name’s Sai Fong, she… uh, shares a flat with me in Perivale. Look, Jack, I’d like to catch up with you, your mum gave me your number and your address, I’d like to stop in later, I want to talk to you about this, maybe share some things?”
I was at a loss as to what I was going to talk to my old friend about after not seeing or hearing from him for four years, but I agreed, so he said he’d see us about lunchtime and rang off.
Teruko chose then to surface.
“Who call, Jakku-san, did mummy call, is all well?” she asked anxiously, and I smiled at her, putting her fears at rest.
“No baby, my old school friend, Harry, you remember him, he wants to come over later today to talk. He asked after you, he still remembers you, because you’re so beautiful!”
Teruko smiled at that and slid closer to me, her lovely body melting into mine as she hugged me, nibbling on my ear as I squeezed and fondled her superb little bum.
“Husband is big liar, but I like him lie like that, tell me more lie!” she murmured into my neck, but I was too busy exploring the wonders of her bum to think coherently, and when she reached down to squeeze my rapidly inflating cock, I suddenly developed the urge to jam it into her somewhere, anywhere. Teruko got that from my suddenly more serious explorations of her arse and pussy, and shifted her attentions from my neck to kiss in a meandering line down my chest and midriff to eventually take the head of my cock in her hot wet mouth.
The sensation as she slowly licked and sucked was unbelievable, then she swivelled around with me still in her mouth to throw her leg astride me so she was now lying on me, her sweet little pussy placed just right for my tongue to attack, which it did. I slid her back a little towards my mouth, and licked in broad strokes with the flat of my tongue from her clitoris to the tempting little pucker of her tight little hole.
She showed her appreciation by moaning happily, the vibration thrilling through my cock and into my balls, which tightened involuntarily. At the same time I licked and probed deeper into her fragrant, succulent vulva, the taste of her sweet and tangy, salty and delicious as her syrupy nectar flowed in response to my oral stimulation of her pretty little puss.
I licked and lapped at her while her head bobbed as her tongue curled and flickered around the increasingly sensitive head, drawing me nearer to climax as her lips clamped around me, suctioning in a welter of warm wetness and delightful friction. Her breathing was also beginning to hitch as my ministrations to her tasty little flower began to bear fruit, her bum cheeks flexing and her thighs quivering as she hunched herself more and more firmly against my mouth.
When I finally rubbed her taut little clitoris with the pointed tip of my tongue, she climaxed with a guttural groan, her pussy and anus winking at me as she flooded my mouth with her sweet nectar, and when I pushed my pointed tongue as hard as I could into her tempting little anus, her moans transmuted into a loud hissing scream as her orgasm intensified in a series of waves that convulsed her pussy and clamped her anus tight, pushing my tongue back out again.
The force of her orgasm and the thrilling vibration of her throat against my over-sensitised cock head was enough to bring me on, and I came in a rush of spunk, long spurts blasting into her mouth, Teruko choking and bubbling as she fought to keep up with the influx of semen shooting into her mouth and down her throat. I finally stopped shooting, only dry heaves as my cock lurched and twitched in her mouth. Teruko licked and sucked the last sticky remnants of my spunk as it bubbled and trickled out of me, finally licking the head clean of any traces of sperm before slumping down with her head on my thighs.
She was twitching and quivering against me as the last tails of orgasm chased and whirled inside her, before skittering away to leave her breathless but satisfied. I still had the wonderful view of her delectable vulva to enjoy, a scenic landscape I would never tire of exploring. I licked and gently kissed her on her most sensitive spots, making her mew and giggle lightly as she drifted away on her own personal cloud, mellowing down after the tension and explosive release of our encounter.
Eventually she must have decided it would be more comfortable to lie next to me than flaking-out on top of me, so she slid off and wriggled around to once again lie in the crook of my arm, her warm little hand rubbing my stomach lightly.
“Set alarm please, Jakku-san, I will make breakfast soon, but must sleep first; you make me very tired!” she grinned, patting me in mock annoyance.
“One hour, then we eat!” she smiled, and, with her usual speed, fell asleep almost in mid-yawn.
We were just setting out some snacks and cold drinks when there was a ring at the doorbell, and when I answered, there was Harry, looking as young and serious as the day we left school. It took me a few seconds to register the fact that he had someone with him, a beautiful girl about Teruko’s age, of obviously mixed Chinese/Caucasian parentage, then her face clicked into place, and I recognised her; it was his sister, what had he called her? Oh yes, Sai Fong.
We sat and chatted about school, university, how strange it was that we’d both attended the same university and done the same degree but never once crossed paths, eventually working up to the phone call that morning. The girls had hit it off immediately; Sai Fong had admired Teruko’s outfit, one thing led to another, and now they were both in the bedroom admiring clothes, so Harry started first.