After a few minutes, she brought her hand to her mouth, licked her middle finger, and stuck her hand down her suit.
My cock lurched as I thought about how my finger had felt in that tight gash yesterday.
She tried using both feet to stroke my cock from the sides – but the angle wasn’t working – and it took more ab-control than she was used to.
She pulled her feet off, positioned a towel under her head, and laid down.
“Fuck my feet and cum on me,” she directed.
I hurried to comply, taking her feet in my hands and gripping them against the sides of my cock – as I fucked it along the soles of her feet.
The calloused, rough skin wasn’t doing much for me – but the sight of my fiancee – legs spread wide – and breasts bared – below me – filled my vision – and I told my nuts to hurry up because I wanted to cover this woman in my seed.
Kasey’s breathing was growing more ragged – and her eyes were closed tightly – as she focused her mind on what her finger was doing – fingers.
I watched her hand working below the thin covering of her bikini briefs and realized she had at least two fingers inside – thrusting – churning.
I released her feet, stepped forward to trap her thighs between my knees, and took my aching cock in my hand.
She opened her eyes to see me standing over her, pinning her down, flailing my rod – with the spigot pointed at her taut tits.
Lust filled her eyes and her body trembled beneath me as her fingers worked more feverishly.
I reached down and pinched those tight nipples, calling my lover’s name – groaning – telling her how badly I wanted to stuff my cock inside of her and claim her.
She reached up with her other hand and fondled my fun-bag as I hammered my cock – groaning as I approached release.
I felt her body tense as her orgasm overtook her.
“Kase!” I gasped.
Her eyes were shut tightly – riding out her release – as my seed began to spew from my penis – to splatter her belly, breasts, and neck. She gasped each time the hot fluid splashed onto her body.
She opened her eyes just in time to see the final dollop ooze from my sperm-spigot. She reached up with one finger, caught it on the tip, and brought it to her waiting tongue.
“Fuck, Kasey!”
She giggled, rolling my flavor around, tasting it.
“Hello?!”
“Sanderson,” I hissed.
I tucked my cock back into my trunks and grabbed my towel – throwing it on top of my jizz-covered fiancee.
“Hello!” Kasey called back.
“Who’s there?” Sanderson called from the hall.
“Kasey Williams.”
“Ah, Ms. Williams! Is your mother with you?”
“Uh, no. I borrowed her keys to get some laps in.”
“Ah. Okay. I just thought I’d ask her about her plans for the coming year.”
“I’ll bet, perv,” I hissed quietly.
Kasey glared at me.
“I’ll leave you to it, then. I just need to check something in my office and I’ll be leaving.”
“Yeah, the fucking cameras,” I whispered.
Kasey hopped up, wiped herself until she was relatively clean, and then folded the mess inside, and handed me back my towel.
I leaned forward and licked a nipple as she tried to replace her top. She swatted me.
Kasey checked the hall but the fuck-nut had disappeared – so we headed down the hallway. When we got to Mrs. Williams Science class, we looked inside. The desk was bare except for a stack of yellow Post-It notes.
She sent me on to the car and started digging in her bag for the keyring.
Several minutes later, Kasey came out, looking over her shoulder.
As I started the car and exited the parking lot, I asked her what she was doing. She replied that she was just putting the Post-It notes where they needed to be.
As we pulled onto Mulberry – and saw the van still parked in front of Mrs. Johnson’s, I thought about what Kasey had told her.
“Are you really on the pill?”
“Yeah. So is mom.”
“Your mom’s on the pill?”
“Yeah. She’s worried that – when you move in – and she gets the chance to fuck you more often – you might finally succeed in knocking her up.”
“I thought she wanted a baby.”
“Want is a strong word. She said she wouldn’t mind getting pregnant – but then she started thinking about how her body will change – and she got worried that you won’t want her anymore.”
“Nonsense.”
“Reg, nearly every woman worries that her lover won’t care for her – or want her – when her body is fat & ugly with his child.”
“There is nothing more beautiful than a pregnant woman,” I told her.
“We’ll see …” Kasey replied.
“I’m looking forward to it,” I said, pulling her in for a kiss.
She ruined it by giggling into my mouth.
I walked Kasey to the door, waited until she let us in, and then slid my arms around her mother – who was standing in the foyer, waiting for us.
“What’s this about?” she asked.
“I told him you’re on the pill,” Kasey admitted.
“I’m happy that you plan to keep fucking me – and ecstatic that you believe I can fuck a baby into you – but you don’t need to worry about me not loving you – or not wanting to fuck you anymore – just because you’re pregnant. I can’t ever imagine a time I would not want to bury my dick inside of your tight, hot body.”
“Kiss me ass-licker,” she cooed.
I did.
“You’re making me horny,” she accused.
“You’re always horny,” her daughter commented.
“Mr. Sanderson wants to know if you’re free to start dating this schoolyear,” I told her.
“What?!”
I gave my fiancee a hug & kiss and turned to her mother. I gave her a hug – and a kiss that no son-in-law should give his wife’s mother – and then I left Kasey to fill her mom in on the rest of the story with the pervy principal.
~~~ Monday ~~~
My cute girlfriend woke me out of a solid slumber by sending me a picture of her naked nipple – along with a text informing me she was heading for Cheer Camp.
I can’t imagine why a squad of overly-enthusiastic college students – armed only with pom-poms and megaphones – need to start their day before the sun comes up – but I guess my lovely bride wanted to share the misery.
I took a picture of my head on my pillow – with my eyes closed – and sent it back to her.
She sent me back a string of rolling laughy-face emojis. It’s a good thing she’s so darned cute!