“I wish you were here,” I murmured into the phone, gripping my bag tighter.
Valerie’s soft sigh crackled through the speaker. “Me too.”
But she wasn’t. And as I ended the call and slipped my phone into my pocket, the weight of that absence settled in. It was Thursday. Just one more class stood between me and the weekend in town-a weekend I wanted to start with her beside me.
Mornings with Valerie were the best; watching her ride me, with her tits bouncing as she rode my dick. It was just like she was sprinting down the track, but she was topless… and the view was breathtaking.
Then my thoughts strayed to how she tasted, and my mind took me to that moment where I could taste her and feel her warmth on my tongue.
Reality struck, though-I had to present my design to the class that morning, and time was running out. It came down to either grabbing breakfast or taking care of the problem myself.
The latter was my only choice because there was no way I was walking into the cafeteria with an erection, and I sure as hell wasn’t standing in front of the class with a big-ass hard-on.
I kept thinking of Valerie as I stroked my cock, and I could see her sensuous body flexing with mine, moaning with each of thrust, and yearning to be fucked. I pictured her caressing her breasts and tweaking her nipples, and at that point, I exploded, spraying creamy cum all over my belly.
The mental image of Valerie slowly faded, despite my excitement about seeing her that weekend. I knew I had to focus on something else, so I tried to go over the points in my outline.
My mind kept drifting back to Val, but somehow, I powered through the presentation-erection-free-and even got positive remarks from the professor. What a relief.
When I finally got home, she was already parked in my parents’ driveway. My buddy, who had given me a ride, smirked. “Looks like she’s anxious too… don’t go knocking her up now.”
I laughed. “Asshole.”
The plan was to stay at her parents’ place, and on Sunday, we’d have lunch with my parents before I headed back. The key detail? Her parents were out of town-and my mother didn’t need to know that.
We ran inside for a quick hello, and I could tell my mom was thrilled about Valerie. She knew there was something between us but never pried.
My brother, on the other hand, had no such restraint. He leaned in and whispered something crude about me “getting some.” I shot him a go-fuck-yourself glare and ignored him, relieved that Sunday’s plans didn’t include him.
By the time we pulled into her parents’ driveway, we were both out of our minds with need. I even entertained the idea of taking her right on the car-vividly picturing her spread across the hood, me thrusting into her, leaving a damn mess behind. I imagined that sexy, sated smile of hers, cum dripping from her as she looked up at me.
The second we parked, we were all over each other. My hands roamed her body, savoring the feel of her toned curves. I lingered over her breasts before gripping that perfect, taut runner’s ass, fingers digging into her cheeks. When I slipped a hand into her pants, I found bare skin-no panties. She shot me a knowing smile.
Caressing her smooth skin, I kissed her deeply, pulling her closer. When our lips finally parted, she grinned. “We should probably go inside… we’ll be more comfortable.”
Once inside, we didn’t make it far. Our lips crashed together in a heated embrace, her fingers tangling in my hair as her tongue slipped into my mouth. I lifted her onto the kitchen counter, her legs wrapping around me, pulling me in.
I cupped her breast with my hand as I felt her stiffened nipple pressing into my palm, and I remember driving my tongue deep, and wanting to fuck her throat.
She must have felt the arousal because she slid a hand inside her pants, dragging a finger through her pussy. She held it up, grinning, “I know you’re gonna love this… look how wet you got me! But in all honesty, I think I was wet at your parent’s house… I’ve been a little horny all day.”
I sucked the finger clean, and the clothes started flying. She spread her legs, and showed me the pink, by pulling her lips apart. She was ready, begging me for satisfaction, and I got down on my knees, pushed my face between her thighs, and gave her the attention she needed.
Trailing kisses over her toned thighs, I stopped short, inhaling the scent of her warm arousal, and teasing her pussy with my tongue. Anxious, she dragged her fingers through my hair, and nudged me closer, “Oh god… Rob… yeah… Rob, that… that makes me crazy!”
I licked the swell of her outer lips, kissing, and running my tongue back and forth over top, as she moaned. I paused and looked up to see how it was going, only to find her eyes tight and her head tipped back… clearly, she was enjoying the ride.
With my fingers, I opened her wider, and fucked her with my tongue, purposely teasing her clit whenever I felt the need. Each time, she trembled and moaned louder.
As she opened her mouth to speak, she let out a soft moan. I continued to pushed my finger through the tight folds, and licked her clit.
I pumped them deep into the warmth, with one thing in mind… I was determined to satisfy my girlfriend with my tongue. But that was just the beginning.
Damn! I really loved that tight, little pussy far too much to pass it up.
With Valerie, I loved it all. I loved to tease her just to hear her moan, taste her arousal, and feel my cock penetrating deep in her cunt.
The next moment, she had an orgasm, lanned to fuck the hell out of her, slamming deep and filling her with a load.
Her body shuddered with pleasure as her breathing grew heavier, her moans becoming steady, almost endless. “Ohhh… my god! … Your tongue… mmm…yeah, like… like thatttt!”
I watched as she grabbed her tits, running her thumbs over the turgid peaks, while humping her pussy into my face, wetting it. After a week or two of abstinence, she was practically on fire and needed a good release.
She was soaked, and getting wetter, but I pulled my fingers out, and licked the juice from her pussy lips.
She moaned with disappointment, but I raised my fingers to her lips, “Here, taste.” She had a sexy grin on as she licked them clean. While she was sucking them dry, I grinned, “Mmmm… tastes good… doesn’t it?”
She nodded, “and what you’re doing feels so good!”
Hearing that, I began to run my tongue over her clit, and pump my fingers into her. The clit was now engorged, and I held it in my lips, gently teasing and flicking it with my tongue.
She gasped, nearly jolting off the bed. “Oh, Rob… more… I need more… ahhh!” Her voice trembled with desperation.
I moved my fingers with purpose, curving them just right, refusing to let up as she cried out. “Yes… yes… just like that… ahhh!”
As the pleasure took over, she clutched the back of my head, her body trembling with release. Even then, I didn’t stop, teasing her with my tongue, drawing out every last wave of pleasure.
Her legs tightened around me as she moaned, “Oh my god… yeah… oh god…” her voice trembling with pleasure.
I looked up to see her rocking her head back and forth, as she soaked me with pussy. It all seemed to last… her orgasm seemed really long, and I loved every second of her pleasure.
There was no denying the pent-up desire between us, and I took pride in giving her exactly what she needed. Though my own body ached for relief, I was determined to finish her off first. I wanted to see that breathless, satisfied smile.
And when she finally caught her breath, she beamed. “That… ohhh… that was amazing! You really do spoil me.”
I smirked, licking my lips. “Guess I’ll have to try even harder next time. Though, I think I might be a little… tongue-tied.”
She giggled, her eyes flicking down to the very obvious evidence of my need. With a teasing smile, she stroked my cheek before running her hand over the bulge. “Looks like you need some attention, too. Time to give that tongue a break and let the big guy have some fun.”
Grinning, she tugged at my briefs. They caught for a second before finally sliding down, and when I sprang free, she let out a delighted squeal.
“Can we do it in your bed?”