I could see he was disappointed, but there wasn't anything for it. Nothing could happen here and now anyway and it was just better to stop it before it got out of control.
I got up off the chair facing away from him, my knees were a little sore from kneeling, but otherwise I felt great. I slipped the tee shirt over my head and down over my body. My nipples were so hard they were painful and they were putting on a display through the front of the tee shirt. The way the hole on the front of the shirt was positioned you could see the crinkled dark skin of my areola and the edge of my nipple.
I turned around and Philly was still standing there. I could see the head of his dick pushing out from the top of his shorts; he looked crestfallen. I took a step toward him and gave him a big hug.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disappoint you, but it's the way it has to be," I told him.
"It's OK Jenn, you're right, I was the one being stupid here not you."
"No you weren't, I loved your backrub. It felt fantastic. I don't think I've ever had one that good. That's why I let it go further than I should have. You're a devil with those magical hands."
He smiled a little at that. I pushed away from him with a smile. "I told you not to peek, but I never said anything about touching, so I guess that makes it my fault too."
"So are we OK?"I asked, looking up at him.
He smiled again and said "Yeah". I looked down and saw that the head of his dick was still peeking out. I reached down and grabbed it. "And put this away before I lose control and attack you, you sick bastard," I laughed.
He looked at me with a surprised look, then reached over and pinched my left nipple.
"You have to put this away first. That will put itself away in a couple of minutes." He smiled.
"OK, deal." I released his dick after a quick squeeze. I spun away from him and headed into the kitchen laughing. I poured the old coffee down the sink and poured us each a new cup as Philly started making breakfast. My breasts were burning where he had touched me. I loved the feeling.
The following week, Donald and I had a major blowout over some outfit I was going to wear. I wanted to just end it with him, but - and this is going to sound twisted, but remember I was only 19 at the time - I still wanted to continue this thing with Philly. Part of the attraction was the naughtiness of it.
I wanted him to fuck me; it's all I thought about now.
There was no easy way to stop seeing Donald and start up with Philly. Besides, it was getting to be the end of the school year and I didn't know if I wanted to start up with someone new just before summer. The other thing was that I thought this thing with Philly might be just kind of a passing infatuation. Time would tell.
If Donald had known about any part of what was happening between Philly and I, he would've been a homicidal maniac. Even though we weren't really dating in the strictest terms, I had been spending a fair amount to time over there and could understand Donald's possessiveness. I think the danger was what made it so intoxicating. There was something more to it too. It was the exhibitionist thing going on. That made my heart race. I'd pretend not to be showing off and Philly pretended not to look and it was driving us both insane. In a way, I felt really bad about the weekend before; I had let it get out of hand. Philly must've had the worst case of blue balls. I wanted to make it up to him.
I hadn't talked to Philly since everything had happened. It drove me crazy when I thought about it later. I could still feel his oily hands kneading my breasts. I don't know if it comes across as hot here as it still is in my mind. Just the idea of kneeling on a chair naked letting my boyfriend's roommate look at me and feel me up was one of the hottest things I'd done. It was just insane. I can't tell you how many nights I got myself off thinking about what I had done, about what I had shown Philly.
Well, as a result of the fight, I didn't go to Donald's house that weekend. I went home instead. That got Donald's attention somewhat and during the following week, he half-assed apologized. I had already decided that I was done with Donald. I just had to resolve this thing between Philly and me.
So after missing a weekend at Donald's place, I was looking forward to seeing what would happen if and when I did finally show up. Donald and I worked out our differences once again. That following Friday, he took me out to dinner and when we got back to the apartment Philly and couple of his friends were hanging around watching a ball game. I hung out for a little bit, but was really pretty tired and so went to bed early. Donald stayed up with the guys drinking and having a good time. He didn't get to bed until after 3a.m. He was wicked drunk and wanted to get amorous, but I didn't feel it and so claimed to be too tired and put him off. He was pissed but passed out almost as soon as his head hit the pillow.
I got up around 7 the next morning, put on the ratty tee shirt again and padded out into the kitchen. Coffee was on and breakfast was already cooking. Philly poured me a cup of coffee and I repaid him with a big smile.
I didn't say anything, I just watched him make breakfast over the rim of my cup. He really did have a good body and as usual he was only wearing a pair of baggy shorts that I suspect he slept in.
He brought us each a plate of French Toast and bacon, refilled my coffee and then sat down. We chatted away about what had been going on since we last saw each other. He asked what was going on with Donald and I filled him in on the details. He kind of smiled a little when I told him that I was probably going to stop seeing him.
After breakfast, I helped to clean up the kitchen and we went into the living room to have another cup of coffee and visit some more.
"So, how's your back?" he asked.
I was sitting on the sofa across from him with my legs folded under me. I felt my nipples immediately begin to tighten. He must've seen my shirt form twin teepees.
I smiled at him over my cup. "Well ... actually its little sore, I think it's that bed."
"Why don't you lie down on the couch and I'll get the oil." When he got up, I saw that he was getting a little excited too.
As soon as he left the room, I slipped off the tee shirt and lay on my belly naked on the couch. In the few seconds that had gone by, I was so turned on I can't tell you.
He came back into the living room and gave me a pillow from his bed. "You look so good lying there like that," he said. "I'm glad I asked if you wanted another back rub. I almost didn't."
I had my arms up around the pillow and turned my head to look back over my shoulder. "I'm glad you did too, my back felt better for days after the last one..." I smiled and reminded him... "But remember ... no peeking."
"OK," he said, "I'm going to give you a full body massage today. Is that ok with you?"
"Sure, that sounds great," I murmured and closed my eyes to enjoy what was to come.
He started with my back in the same place I had described earlier. It felt as good as last time. He spent a lot of time on my back, neck and arms. Again, he almost put me to sleep. It was a very slow, strong backrub that really got into my muscles. I could feel the muscles just releasing and relaxing. It was amazing.
Then he moved to my feet and gave me the most incredible foot massage I've ever had. Every toe and little muscle of my foot was done. Then he worked on my legs up to mid thigh, doing first one, then the other. Next, he continued to my upper thighs, spreading my legs further and further as he went.
My exposed pussy throbbed. I knew he could see it and I knew he could see how wet I was; that just made me feel wilder yet. He poured some oil on my butt cheeks and started to slowly massage my butt. His hands moved down to my thighs and then back up to my cheeks again. He poured even more oil on my butt just above my back opening. I felt the lotion dribble down over that secret place and his fingers chased it. He rubbed lotion all around and on it. I caught my breath as he touched so intimately. He stopped. I relaxed and let him do what he wanted.
We didn't say anything to each other. Then he started to rub again and his fingers followed the oily trail to my open pussy.
He began rubbing oil on the area between the bottom of my pussy and my back opening. I don't know about other women, but that area is so hot and sensitive for me. He rubbed the rim of the bottom of my pussy, gently pinching and kneading the sensitive skin there.
He put his hands under my hips and raised me to my knees so that my ass was high in the air and my pussy totally exposed. He wrapped his hands around my upper thighs and moved them up slowly. His hand moved slowly from my thighs and onto my pussy. At first that was it, just that glancing contact, but he poured more oil on my butt. I felt it running down the crack of my bum and onto my open pussy. His hand chased it down again and now he was rubbing my soft, tender pussy. He pushed my legs further apart and, reaching under me, his fingers rubbed the area above my clit and then slowly, methodically massaged each outer lip.
I moaned into the pillow and rolled my butt up even higher to give him better access.
I didn't stop him.
He slipped a finger slowly and deeply into me. I arched into it moaning and rolling my hips. I could hear his shaky breathing behind me and the wet sounds his finger was making as he moved it slowly inside me. Almost against my will, I squeezed my pussy around his finger and heard him whisper a soft groan.
Wet fingers rolled my clit and I moaned even harder. It was getting harder to breath.
I was losing control.
Fingers from two hands gently pulled my outer pussy lips open. They began caressing my tender inner lips. I had my face buried in the pillow, moaning and panting out my passion. I didn't want to make any noise, but I couldn't take much more of this. I pushed his hand away and rolled over onto my back.
I lay there with my legs spread, my breasts were heaving with nipples swollen and huge. I was so worked up that my brain was just buzzing. I was right on the edge of an orgasm of epic proportions.
His beautiful eyes were eating me up. I just looked at him, I couldn't even really speak.
"You are so fucking hot, Jenn. He doesn't deserve you."
I just smiled at him and licked my lips, my mouth was so dry. I was way too excited and couldn't do any more. He bent down and tenderly kissed me on the lips, then kissed the sides of my face, my neck and then ... my nipples. I arched my back and pulled his head to me. He pushed my breasts together as much as he could and sucked both nipples into his mouth. I had to bite down on my arm to keep from crying out.
He continued to kiss his way down my body. He kissed my belly button running his tongue around it. I pulled the pillow over my face when he started to move lower.
I opened my legs for him.
The first kiss was on the hood of my clitoris, then his tongue flicked across the small, swollen head of my pink pearl. I arched my back again and moaned into the pillow. I began to roll my hips again. I can't control how I move when I get excited. I writhe all around. His strong lips sucked on my nether lips, pulling and teasing my pussy open even further. His hands moved under my butt pulling me to him, demanding that I submit.
I moaned into the darkness of my pillow giving myself over to whatever he desired.
He slipped his tongue deep into me and slowly fucked me with it before spreading my fleshy folds wide open and attacking my exposed clit. He sucked on it like it was little dick as he ran his tongue softy over and around it. I was rolling all over the couch now. I was so close to coming.
My breath starting to come in short gasps. My belly was starting to ripple and I was moving away from him slightly. He reached up and cupped my swollen breasts and began rolling my nipples between wet fingers.
Then it hit me. I arched my back and screamed into the pillow. Fireworks were going off in my head and I lost all sense of time and place as the waves of pleasure carried me away. It felt like it went on forever. I had to push him away; my clit was far too sensitive for any more attention right now.
I knew he must be watching and that just made it all the more intense for me. I could feel my pussy spasmming as my orgasm claimed me.
It was a couple of minutes before I could do anything. I still lay there with my legs spread and when I finally moved the pillow away, the bright sunlight hurt my eyes.
He was looking at me. "You are so fucking beautiful," he said, shaking his head. I could see that he was wickedly aroused and I wanted more. I wasn't thinking about Donald just now, I was too far gone.
I reached up and pushed his shorts down so that his dick popped out. I looked at it and was lost. I wanted him inside me, I wanted to feel it.
"Why don't you take these off and finish your massage on this side," I coaxed.
He smiled, got off the couch and slipped out of his shorts. I was surprised at the size of his dick. It was long and bent sharply up; pointing to the sky ... and it was throbbing.
Then he got back on the couch between my legs. He took oil and dribbled it on my chest and belly and began to rub it in. I closed my eyes and soon he was rubbing my breasts. It felt exquisite. His hands moved down my body to my belly and then lower. He pushed my legs further apart so that my pussy was wide open. He rubbed it and moved back up my body to my breasts again. He put his hands under my lower back and lifted me as he stroked from my hips up to my rib cage.
Then I felt the weight of his body leaning over me. I opened my eyes and he gently kissed my lips. He slid his tongue along my soft lips coaxing me to open my mouth. I met his tongue with my own. It was a sweet kiss filled with pent up passion. I could taste myself on his tongue.
His hands were on either side of my face softly caressing me. Then I felt him shifting as we kissed. His kissing began more demanding and erotic. I could feel him breathing hard and it was getting me all worked up again. I felt his dick bounce against my inner thigh. Without really thinking, I reached down and wrapped my hand around it. It was pulsating in my hand; the end was sticky with precum. I gently stroked him and he was going crazy. His tongue was fucking my mouth as I gave it a mini blow job.
I was getting crazy here to. I was soaking wet and so ready for this dick. It had been 2 weeks since I had had sex and I needed something to relieve the frustration of my earlier encounters with Philly. Somewhere in the back of my mind, the alarm bells were going off - I was afraid to do it here, I was afraid of how loud we would be.
I was afraid of how loud I would be.
Then he moved his hips forward and I rubbed his dick up along the soft, wet folds of my open pussy. He moaned deep down in his throat; I moaned as I rubbed him against my swollen clit. I positioned the head of his dick at my hot entrance. I broke our kiss and looked at him with lust-filled eyes.
"Do you wanna fuck me?" I breathed in a moaning whisper.
He bit his lower lip and sucked a deep breath and nodded his head.
I smiled and simply said "OK."
"Oh God!" he whispered as he slid into me with no hesitation at all.
I spread my legs and wrapped my arms around him. I pulled him down for another kiss. It was the only way to stay more or less quiet. I moaned into his mouth as our tongues fought for dominance over one another. His dick was long and it was slowly slipping into me. It seemed to take forever, until he was buried deep in my warm folds. It felt awesome. I was rolling my hips from side to side and up and down on him as he lay not moving on top of me.
He broke the kiss and my head rolled back. I was biting my bottom lip and trying to be as quiet as possible.
"Jennifer, you feel so fucking incredible. I can't believe we're doing this," he whispered into my ear.
"Me either," I moaned. "You feel so big in me." I continued rolling my hips on his dick. I squeezed my pussy around his dick and he moaned in pleasure.
He slid his dick slowly back out and then plunged deep back into me. I put my arm in my mouth and bit down to keep from screaming. I arched my back and rolled to the side and then thrust back at him. He slowly began to fuck me. I was totally out of control though. I was thrashing around on the couch as he drove me wild with his dick.
He stopped about half way in and I continued swiveling my hips on him. He bent down and kissed me again and I attacked his tongue sucking on it as if it were his dick.
He broke off the kiss and put his mouth next to my ear and nibbled on the ear lobe before whispering how he'd been jerking off for the last 3 weeks about me. I put my arms around his neck and rubbed his hair.
"Why?" I moaned. I wanted to hear it. I wanted to hear it from his side.
"You are so fucking sexy. That tee shirt drove me crazy. I was hard the second you walked into the kitchen wearing that." He slid a couple of quick strokes into me. I was getting closer and closer to another orgasm.
"I saw you looking at me," I whispered. "It felt good."
"You don't know this, but when you stood in front of the window cooking, I could see right through the shirt. I couldn't believe what gorgeous tits you have." He was moving into me with long lazy strokes now as I writhed beneath him. "Then when we had that water fight, I almost had to go to my room and jerk off right there."
"Really?" I moaned. This was getting me so there. I love it when a guy tells me how hot he is for me.
"Umhmmm," he moaned as he circled his hips in opposite time to mine.
I moaned and arched into him again, kissing his neck and rubbing his hard ass.
"Oh god, Jenn ... I could see every detail of your tits. These nipples are so fucking intense. But then we had the water fight and you bent over to clean up the floor and I saw this beautiful pussy of yours..."
"Oh my god," I moaned, "you saw my pussy." I started moving faster on him.
He continued... "Then a couple of weeks ago when I gave you the first backrub and you got naked for me on the chair, when I turned around and saw you sitting there like that you looked so beautiful that I couldn't even move for a few seconds. Your gorgeous titties were right there and that sweet ass of yours hanging off the chair. I just couldn't take it. I didn't think you knew how much you were showing but you were so beautiful sitting there like that. If I had had my camera, I would've taken those dirty pictures of you."
"I would've let you!" I whispered back hoarsely. "I knew you could see me and it had me so hot, I thought I was going to explode."
"Oh fuck," he groaned. "You're fucking incredible." He moaned. "You don't know how much I wanted to fuck you right there."
I pulled him down to me and attacked his mouth again. I was moaning and crying out and trying to hide it. The combination of what he was saying and doing were too much for my overloaded senses. My breath was coming in gasps now and then it hit me. I was thrusting at him for everything I was worth. Then I drove myself onto him and he stopped moving as I exploded into a massive orgasm.
I was kissing his face as the orgasm claimed me.
I tried to be as quiet as I could, but was still pretty loud.
In my haze, I could hear Philly just whispering "oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck" ... over and over. He was frozen with his dick buried deep in my pussy as I came, my soft pussy gently crushing his hard member as the spasms wracked my body.
He held my hips forcing me to be still, but I was still clenching my pussy muscles. I couldn't help it.
I opened my eyes. His eyes were squeezed shut and he was trying to will himself not to come. I stayed as still as I could with that big cock buried in my still quivering pussy.
He got control, but we still didn't move for a couple of minutes. He just lay on me with his dick buried deep into my body, my legs splayed wide apart.
We kissed. Passionately.He broke the kiss asking how this had all happened. He had a huge smile on his face. "You were giving me a backrub," I said to him returning his smile. "Silly!"
"Wanna switch places?" he suggested. I looked at the clock. It was a quarter to 10 - plenty of time.
We rolled over with him still inside me until I was lying on top of him. I sat up, resting my hands on his chest as I adjusted my feet and accommodated myself to how he fit inside me like this. He was in deeper now filling me completely.
He put his hands on my sides and started rubbing as I began to slowly move on him. He moved his hands up and began rubbing my breasts. I bent down and kissed him as I moved. He was meeting my movements with thrusts of his own, burying himself into my warm depths. I nibbled his ear and whispered how much I like to have my nipples played with. "Pull them, twist them ... bite them," I whispered breathlessly.
I sat back up and he did as I told him. I'd move up off him and he'd pull me back down by my nipples. When he twisted them to the right, I moved in a circular motion to the right and same for the other direction.
I bent down again and allowed him to suck one into his mouth and he gently bit and suckled me. I loved it and was moving faster on him now.
He pushed me up and whispered for me to lean back, he wanted to see my pussy.
I did as he asked. I leaned back and knew he could see it all. Just the idea of what he was seeing notched my own excitement up a few notches. He reached down and wrapped his fingers around my pussy lips and squeezed as I moved. Then he pulled the lips even further open and there was my swollen clit peeking out from the stretched folds of my busy pussy. I leaned further back, trying to control my mounting excitement. My breathing was ragged and spastic, I was starting to hyperventilate. I was getting dizzy and moaning as quietly as possible.
Then he started doing gentle rotations on my clit with his wet thumb. I sucked in a deep breath, trying to control it and then I just exploded again. I sat up in a rush and felt the world close in on me as I started to pass out while the orgasm claimed me. I almost fell on top of Philly, shaking in throes of pleasure. Philly was rubbing my back and I was still slowly moving on him. I could feel the length of him still moving in and out as I climaxed on his slippery dick.
I finally somewhat recovered and he was still moving inside of me. I looked up at him with satisfied eyes and saw that he was relaxed too. I hadn't realized it because of my own intense reactions, but he had come with me. Even now, I could feel that last of the post orgasm contractions surging in his dick as he continued to slowly fuck me.
I crossed my hands on his chest and then rested my chin them. I smiled up at him. It was almost as if Philly sensed me looking at him. He opened his eyes looking down at me with a lazy, satisfied smile.
"So..." I smiled, "happy?"
"Oh my god!" he almost laughed. "You know I'll never get enough of you!"
I just smiled, he was getting excited again and beginning to pump a little faster into me.
"You owe me breakfast, you know," I teased.
He looked down at me and laughed quietly. "I'm kind of busy right now though if you know what I mean."
"Really? Too busy for me to have my breakfast? What are you doing anyway that you're so busy?" I teased.
He looked at me with bright eyes. "Well ... to be honest with you, I'm fucking this incredibly beautiful girl with the tightest pussy I've ever been in."
I laughed. "Philly, the mouth on you, I declare."
He laughed and I still looked up at him as if nothing was happening even as I was rotating my hips in time to his gentle thrusting.
"Does she feel good, this girl whose pussy you're fucking?" I asked him.
"Oh my god," he whispered. "She feels fantastic!"
I squeezed my pussy around his dick and he moaned under his breath. I smiled at him.
"Sounds pretty nice. I bet it looks pretty too, especially wrapped around that nice big cock of yours."
"Oh it does. I can't even tell you how beautiful that is. But then the girl herself is a stunner. She's drop dead gorgeous," he breathed.
I squeezed his dick with my pussy again and again. He moaned in pleasure. "It sounds like she likes what you're saying about her," I said, still smiling up at him.
"Well it's all true, but I have to tell you, I'm kind of hoping for blowjob too. She hasn't done that yet and I'm pretty sure she's really pretty fantastic at that too."
"Eeeewwww ... You want her to put your cock in her mouth? Philly ... that's sick!"
Philly looked down at me, I was still smiling up at him. "Really?" he asked.
"Well," I conceded, "probably not, I was just teasing you. I think you should just tell her what you want. If you're talking to me and fucking her, then she probably won't mind sucking your cock either. I suspect you're right about her being good at that and she probably likes it too."
"Really?" he smiled. "You think she likes it?"
"I'm pretty sure," I smiled back. "Besides, she hasn't had her breakfast yet. That might give her something to hold her over."
"Jenn," he said seriously... "I can't even begin to tell you how much I would love that!"
I looked up at him for a moment before saying simply, "OK". I lifted myself off his throbbing member and slid down his body until it was right there. I stroked it a few times; it was wet with our combined juices. He was looking right at me, without breaking eye contact. I took him into my mouth and began to suck.
Philly's eyes rolled back and he moaned too loudly. I took him out of my mouth and giggling, warned him to be quiet if he wanted me to continue. He nodded and I went back to work on him. I was still pretty young and probably not the greatest at giving a blowjob. But I liked it and I figure that had to count for something.
I hadn't been sucking for more than maybe 5 minutes and I could see that he was getting close. I slowed down for a little while to give him some time to recover. When he was calmer, I went back to work on him. At one point, I looked up and he was watching me. I could see the heat in his eyes. I released him for a moment.
"You like this, don't you?" I smiled. "You like watching me suck your dick."
He just smiled and nodded; he seemed to be speechless. I sucked him back in and went back to work. I was working on him when I felt the head of his dick begin to swell and his breathing started getting faster.
"Oh my god, Jenn, I'm going to come," he whispered hoarsely.
"Jenn..." He moaned in a strained voice and tried to push away. "I can't stop it!"
Then a moment later, he exploded and blew his load into my mouth. I stroked and sucked him through his orgasm. I had one hand cupping his balls, gently squeezing them as he convulsed through his spasms. I was kind of amazed with how much come he shot into my mouth, it seemed to just keep shooting from his dick. I just kept swallowing as more and more it flowed from him. He watched the whole time he came; he watched me swallow it all and continue suck and kiss his dick.
It was finally over and I continued to kiss and lick his member even as it began to soften. I slid back up and cuddled next to him. He cupped my breast and softly rubbed and fondled it, teasing my nipple as we both lay there trying to calm down from the last bit of adventure.
"Were you serious when you said you'd let take some pictures of you?" he asked.
I nodded. "If you want to, just don't let anyone else see them."
He got up and went to his room for his camera. I looked at the clock, it was 10:30. Time was getting short. He came back and I was still lying on the couch. He began to take his dirty pictures that boys like so much. I felt like a goddess just then and I let hm take pictures of every detail of the goddess.
It only took 15 minutes and it was all over. He had his pictures and I had my adventure.
I broke it off with Donald that afternoon and never saw him again.
Philly and I started to see each other for the remainder of the school year. He was exactly the opposite of Donald in that he loved men to check me out and even gave me some of his old tee shirts to wear. I used to wear them when we'd go riding on his motorcycle. His friends seemed to like the tee shirts too. The muscle shirts I saved for when it was just him and me out being crazy. I wore one to a beach one time and it drove him absolutely crazy when I walked out of the water with it plastered to my body revealing all my treasures to other men on the beach.
Philly and I are still close and get together whenever we can. I continued to let him take pictures of me even if I was dating someone else. He has more pictures of me now than anyone else I know.
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