Jeremiah tries new things.
By BreakTheBar. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
Trying New Things
Lunch was a trial in and of itself. Sitting shoulder to shoulder with Lauren, knowing she didn't have panties on and was willing to go at it like rabbits, was torture. Especially since we were sitting with Jay and Benji and they only had an inkling of what was going on.
It didn't help matters when Lauren excused herself to go to the washroom. "What's up with you two?" Benji asked once Lauren was out of earshot.
[[MORE]]"More like what's up with Lauren. You're both acting weird, but she's wearing a skirt," Jay added ruefully.
I shrugged, "I dunno. Maybe we're just happy being together?"
Jay and Benji looked at each other and rolled their eyes. "The last time I saw you two like this," Benji replied, "you were both dared to kiss each other in the ninth grade at Tommy Ferguson's birthday party. You two had shit-eating grins for like a week, just like now. Oh." He cut off abruptly and smacked his forehead with his palm. "Duh, Jay, Jeremiah obviously worked himself up to kiss her again. That's what it is."
Jay nodded and spoke around a mouthful of food, "Gotta be."
Little did they know, when Lauren returned to her seat she surreptitiously slid something into my hands underneath the table. When I looked down, I was holding her bra. Now she wasn't wearing any underwear at all. I quickly stuffed the bra into my pocket and she winked at me. For the rest of the day I found my hand distractedly moving to that bulging pocket, one finger brushing the fabric inside as I thought about her.
Before lunch was over though, I stepped away from the table and gave Lauren a reassuring look before moving to a mostly-private spot and taking out my cellphone. I dialed Stacey's number and hesitated before pushing the Call button. Was she going to be ready to talk? I punched the button before I could think myself out of it.
It rang and rang and I almost hung up, but the soft click of my sister picking up the other end finally interrupted the ringer.
"Hey," I said after a moment of silence.
"Hey." She responded quietly.
"I, uh, I just wanted to see if you were ok. I'm sorry about this morning."
There was a long moment of dead air between us. "Okay."
"I didn't mean to walk in on you like that Stace, I had no idea you were in there or that you were... yeah."
She sighed on the other end and I heard her sniff. "Okay."
"Stace, are you alright?"
"Yeah," she said quietly.
"Stace, can we talk tonight? Maybe watch a movie together? Your pick."
Another long pause. "Okay. After dinner."
"Okay."
We were being quiet more than we were talking and it was tearing me up to think I'd really fucked up with my sister. She didn't deserve any of this shit, she deserved to be happy.
"Hey Jer?" She asked into the silence.
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
"I love you to Stace. I'm sorry."
"I know. See you tonight." She hung up before I could respond.
The rest of the school day I was a mess, torn between lovey dovey daydreams about Lauren and the heavy pressure in my chest from the way Stacey and I had left things. I met Lauren after school and we hopped on the city bus she usually took to get home, just like we had the day before. This time, though, we sat near the back of the bus away from the few other students who stayed near the front. Lauren snuggled up close to me and started rubbing the front of my crotch. I shot her a look and she shrugged and giggled lightly, "What, it's not like anyone's looking."
Watching to make sure there really was no one looking, Lauren slowly pulled down my zipper and fished out my dick, running her hand up and down it sensuously. I groaned lightly and shifted lower in my seat, making sure no one outside the bus could see what was going on either. Once she had me to mostly full height, she surprised me again by lifting up and maneuvering to sit down on my lap.
She hissed out a breath as she planted herself down, fully impaling herself in a single stroke, our actions hidden by her skirt as she sat sideways on my lap and kept her legs closed. I pulled her face to mine and for the next ten minutes we rode the bus making out, my cock firmly lodged in her as she squeezed her abdominal muscles, milking it.
At some point I broke the kiss and we sat with our foreheads pressed to each other, looking into each other's eyes from inches away. I smiled and chuckled, Lauren responding by quirking an eyebrow ever so slightly. "First public sex," I whispered, "And first bus sex." She smiled naughtily and I kissed her again, over and over.
I lost track of time, I could have sat that way all night and been happy, but thankfully Lauren didn't. At some point she hit the bell signaling she wanted the next stop before slowly and awkwardly dismounting me while hiding our actions from the few other passengers. I quickly fumbled my dick, rock hard and slick with her juices, into my pants as she made sure her skirt was covering her.
Lauren had got us off the bus one stop before hers, explaining she needed a couple things from the pharmacy on the corner before we could go on. She had me wait outside and came out carrying a brown paper bag. I gave her a questioning look and she shrugged, opening it up to show me. Inside was a bottle of lube and something I didn't recognize. Poking at it, I saw the label 'Enema Kit.'
"Hey, if we're doing ass stuff, I want to be clean as a whistle down there." She said.
"Makes sense. Thanks." Inwardly I started screaming, Butt stuff!
She smiled up at me, "No problem, lover boy. And that reminds me, hygiene wise, did you want me to shave-"
"No. Nope, no way." I interrupted her. "Your little bush is super sexy and perfect how it is, Laur." The way she had it trimmed, the thick diamond of fur was well away from her lips and clit, I found extremely enticing.
Her smile broadened and she took me by the arm, leading me towards her house. "Kay."
"Do, uh, do you want me to shave anything down stairs?"
She thought about it for a moment, "I dunno, if you're comfortable with it then, uh, I guess your sack and maybe a little trim on top?" She leaned into me, "Then I can play with your balls while I give you a blow job too."
The cold of December had started eating away at the strength of my hidden erection, but that comment absolutely reversed the situation.
As soon as we got into her otherwise empty house, Lauren started stripping. By the time I had my shoes and coat off she was half naked and already shucking her skirt.
"Uh, what are you doing?"
"What?" She laughed, "I like the way you look at me when I'm naked. I mean, you always look at me like I'm beautiful, but like this you get this glint in your eye like you're going to eat me up and it gets me even more excited."
"Well, I'm not about to complain," I replied.
"Ok, well, I need to go get ready. Could you go make us a snack in the kitchen while I, uh, take care of some things?" She waggled the brown bag, then sauntered up the stairs slowly, letting me watch her cute little ass until she disappeared.
I scavenged the kitchen for something sexy I could make for her, but there was nothing. No whipped cream, no strawberries, and I wasn't about to go digging in her mom's freezer. Instead, I settled on our childhood favourite of celery sticks with peanut butter. It took nearly twenty minutes before I heard the water she had been running shut off, and another fifteen before she came down the stairs, still as naked as a jaybird. As her eyes landed on the snack plate I had made her face lit up, "Aw! Jeremiah, you remembered."
I was a little distracted by her breasts, especially when she crossed the kitchen in a short hop-skip and sent them bouncing. She crashed into me in a forceful hug, and I hugged her back and for the first time in a while I wasn't thinking explicitly sexual thoughts about her. I realized that was probably a good thing, since Lauren had been my best friend long before she was my sexually charged girlfriend, and losing one for the other wasn't something I wanted to do.
She finally drew back and sat up on a stool at the kitchen island, casually grabbing a celery stick smeared with peanut butter and biting into it playfully.
I snorted and picked one up for myself, "Did you know you're a cute chewer?"
She laughed in her throat and swallowed, "You're just saying that 'cause I'm naked."
"Nope, it's true." I replied, "When you're eating something you like you try and smile and chew at the same time and it's super cute."
"Well, then I guess you did a good job, didn't you?" She popped the rest of her celery stick in her mouth and made a big show of overdoing her smile.
"So, Lauren," I said, obviously changing the subject. "I need your opinion on something. Something I want to do for you."
"I already told you," she mumbled around her mouthful of peanut butter, "I don't want bigger tits!"
"Not that, and I already told you your tits are perfect." I sighed, "No, it's more about me. You have an amazing body, and I don't think I would change a single thing about you even if you begged me to. But the thing is, I know I'm not in great shape or anything, so I was thinking..."
She rolled her eyes at my hesitation, "Spill it already!"
I coughed and cleared my throat, "What, uh, what's your dream body type?"
Lauren looked taken aback for a second, then thoughtful. She swallowed slowly and seemed to think for a moment before answering, "Jeremiah, you make me very, very happy. Everything down to your little baby fat paunch and your original dick. You don't need to do anything for me, Okay?"
"Yeah, Okay, but Lauren, I'm doing this for me and you. I want to be in shape, and since I can cast magic spells-"
"With your dick."
"Yes, with my dick. The key thing is that I can though, and that means I can change my body and what I want is for you to be as turned on physically by me as I am by you."
"I... guess I get what you're saying," She replied slowly, then she took my hand. "If you really want, we can figure this out." I nodded and she continued, "We can go upstairs and use my computer to look up some dude bodies. So we'll do you, then," She gave me that wicked look again, "You can do me. Then you do my ass. Sound good?"
She led me upstairs and we spent twenty minutes scanning through various websites. Actors, sports stars, just about anyone we could think of who had a good body. Eventually Lauren landed on something between a swimmer and male model. I studied the reference material for a few minutes then sat back. "Okay, I guess now it's my turn. I think I have enough juice in me from this morning and the bus to make it work."
I stripped down and Lauren made an appreciative noise as my dick came into view. I rolled my eyes and she laughed, then I lay down on her bed. "Just, uh, keep an eye out or something I guess. I don't know how long this will take." I closed my eyes and started thinking about the reference materials again. As I got the image in my mind I concentrated on my body becoming that shape, as if I had done all of the exercise required to get it and now I had the physical power and look of those finely honed muscles. The image and idea seeped into the pool of fireworks I kept locked in the back of my head and for a second I felt totally relaxed.
Then a jolt of pain shot up one leg. "Ow!" I yelled, grabbing at it, but instantly felt another jolt run up my back. "Shit!"
"What's wrong?" Lauren asked, eyes wide in a panic.
"I think I fucked up," I managed, before I was wracked by a series of shooting pains all over my body. I could feel myself jerking around in reaction to the shots of pain and in the background I could hear Lauren sobbing, unable to do anything to help me. Eventually the pain stopped and I heaved in a breath, my entire body tingling with exhaustion.
"Jeremiah, are you Okay?" Lauren asked, the fingers of one hand lightly brushing my shoulder. At some point she had taken my head and it was cradled in her lap and I realized I was looking up past her bare breasts to her tear-streaked face.
"Yeah, I think so," I replied a little hoarsely. I shifted and eased myself up to a standing position, looking down at my body. "Well, it worked." And it had. I was one lean, mean fighting machine, muscled without being bulky, everything clearly defined without looking overdone.
"Jerry, you look amazing," Lauren replied, "But what happened?"
"I think it was how I thought about the spell. I thought about how I wanted my body to look as if I had done all the exercise necessary to get there. I was too specific, so I didn't just 'change' my body. I think... I think all of my muscles just went through years of workout in the space of a minute."
It made sense, in a way. I could still feel some of the fireworks in the back of my head, and I should have felt completely empty with the amount of changes I had made. Somehow, instinctually, I knew that. But because of that caveat I had made I'd paid for the spell in another way, the pain had saved me power.
"Well, are you going to be Okay?"
"Yeah," I responded, "I think so, I just need to sit down for a minute and catch my breath."
I moved over to Lauren's desk chair and sat down, and I could immediately feel the difference in my body. The way I moved was a little more fluid, I immediately sat with good posture, and I even felt different in the way my ass landed on the seat. Lauren got up and walked over, the sight of her nudity doing more than I would have thought to revitalize me.
She stood behind the chair and started rubbing my shoulders, leaning down and whispering in my ear, "Thank you. For going through that. I know you said it was for you, but I know it was really for me."
I gently took one of her hands and brought it to my lips, kissing her fingers and palm. "Anything for you. Always. Just ask."
She leaned down and I could feel her nipples pressing into my shoulders as she hugged me from behind. I stood up and drew her over to the bed, laying her down before curling up at her side. I kissed her lightly on the lips, drawing a little smile, then kissed the tip of her nose. I slowly, barely brushing her skin, kissed away the tear streaks on her cheeks, then down one side of her jawline. Our lips met again, lingering for a long while until I shifted, kissing her neck and down to her collar bone. I kissed across her upper chest, then slowly down between her breasts.
Lauren was breathing deeply now, one of her hands lightly tracing designs on my back while the other lay limply askew. For the first time with her I took my time and explored, covering her breasts in kisses and little licks, circling in toward her centre. Her areolas were just a bit bigger than a quarter and were a shade of pink lighter than her sun-kissed golden skin, and as I administered to her they puffed out slightly as her small nipples hardened. I gave each side equal attention, switching my mouth back and forth as she moaned her appreciation. Eventually I slid down from her now flushed chest and breasts, trailing kisses along her abdomen, pausing briefly at her belly button to lick around it and tickle her lightly with my lips.
I kept going, slowly repositioning myself as she spread her legs in anticipation. I kissed down one side of her thick little diamond of pubic hair before kissing and licking at the inner joint of her one leg. I did the same for the other joint before moving my face up again, kissing just above her bush. Then I buried my nose in it, breathing in her clean, freshly showered scent, before getting a grip on a thick patch with my teeth and tugging lightly, causing her to groan and her hands to come down and lace themselves in my hair. I released, shifted down an inch and tugged again, repeating the motion a few times until I was out of bush and staring into her cunt.
She was almost dripping with anticipation, her little pink lips flowering open and begging for attention. Again I took my time, working with the lightest of kisses around her outer lips, teasing her with breaths as she groaned in pleased frustration, wiggling in place until I finally planted one kiss right in the centre of her cunt, and then another directly onto her clit. She shuddered briefly, but I knew it was only a tremor, and just as she started to beg quietly for more I dove in forcefully, my tongue probing her depths as my nose bounced across her clit hood several times.
"Oh, fuck yeah," she moaned loudly, her hands tightening in my hair. I had eaten at this fount before, but her pure sweetness still surprised me. I couldn't help but admire the gorgeous lines of her cunt, so demure compared to most of the ones I had seen on the internet, clean and beautiful.
I slowly started to work my ministrations in a southerly direction, using my hands to push her legs out and back until she got the message and grabbed her knees and pulled them back to either side of her chest. It's funny, the thoughts that go through your head when you kiss your girlfriend's asshole for the first time. You would think it would be something like 'Oh god, oh god, oh god I'm kissing a asshole,' but between the sexual charge in the room, the emotional intensity of the moment and the fact that I knew she had taken her time to make sure she was clean for me, it wasn't an issue.
I used my now free hands to spread her cheeks a little broader and started using my tongue to circle her little puckered hole before trailing up the entire area with a broad lick, snorting quietly to myself at the thought of 'stern to stem.' I worked my tongue back down and circled more tightly on her anus, getting the full reality of why it was called a 'rim job' as I could feel the centre of it give way slightly. Over the course of a couple minutes I managed to weasel my tongue through that tight little opening, stabbing into it and feeling it squeeze down as Lauren flexed and quaked from the pleasure she was feeling. I brought the pinky of my right hand up and somehow managed to wedge it in next to my tongue, slowly trading places until my mouth was free and my finger was trapped in her bum.
She grunted and shifted, craning her neck to see what I was seeing. She grinned weakly and chuckled, "Well, it feels a lot better than the enema, that's for sure."
I laughed, then bent my head and kissed her pouty cunt lips and she moaned and let her head drop back. Making sure to slowly thrust my finger back and forth in her ass, I went to town on her cunt again, eventually slipping the thumb of my jerking hand in and concentrating my lips and tongue on her clit. She quaked a few more times, and just as she was going through her next one I took her entire clit and hood between my teeth just beyond the base, squeezed it and started flicking my tongue firmly over it.
Lauren gasped, jerked slightly and froze, and that's when I pressed my ring finger into her ass alongside my pinky. Her eyes went wide, her mouth dropped open in a silent scream and her whole body shuddered as her cunt clamped around my thumb and her asshole bore down my wriggling fingers. Just as her movements were starting to lessen I grinned and swiftly removed my fingers from both her orifices. She gasped, and I stood and positioned my rock hard cock at her cunt and thrust my entire length in one shot.
"Holy Fuck!" She yelled, going into another shuddering state of orgasm as I slow stroked in and out of her. I came down over top of her in a push-up position, my body pressing her legs down even further, and I kissed her hard. She wasn't responsive for a moment, then she started kissing me back as I kept fucking her. After a while I drew back from kissing her, sitting up straight on my knees and letting her legs ease back into a more comfortable position. I shifted our bodies slightly so that I was straddling one of her legs, which was straight on the bed, and had the other one held up to my chest. This put Lauren's tits at an odd angle, but it also meant they bounced more with each thrust. She came again in this position and I had to check myself from coming because I knew if I stopped now we weren't going to make it to our goal.
I slowed my pace and let Lauren recover, eventually pulling out and resting my dick on her inflamed cunt, breathing hard. She opened her eyes and looked up at me, her glazed expression and content smile speaking volumes.
"Thanks," she croaked out, and I laughed and bent over her again, kissing her. "Now it's my turn to give you something. Grab the lube."
She flipped over on to her stomach and spread her cute little ass cheeks apart as I did as she requested. She grinned lazily and laid her head down, "One to lube up, Scotty."
I chuckled and flipped open the bottle, spurting out a generous portion into her ass cleavage. I slowly massaged it around, then began pressuring her asshole with a finger until it slid in. I worked the finger in and out and spurted another gob of lube, figuring this wasn't a case of less is more. As I worked the finger in her ass I leaned over and kissed her slightly arched lower back and felt her ease a bit of the tension she had.
"Okay, you ready for finger number two?"
She nodded silently, so I drew my pointer finger out until barely the tip remained inside her slippery hole, then pressed forward until my middle finger joined it, easing in and out slowly as her tight ring tried to grip at them despite the lube.
"Oh man, that's weird." She groaned, but she also pulled her cheeks a little wider apart. A minute later I repeated the process, working my ring finger in while I used my other hand to massage her cunt. In a moment of inspiration I rotated my hand so that it wouldn't be in the way, then scooted myself forward carefully and lined myself up with her cunt, slowly sliding my dick in while I continued to slowly work my fingers in and out. Her groan this time was wordless and sounded a little like she was relieved.
I lightly thrust a couple times, barely a quarter of an inch, while I tried to make sure she was stretched enough and comfortable with something in her ass. Finally, I pulled my dick out and squirted a last glob of lube onto it, spreading it around the head one-handed before withdrawing all three fingers from her ass.
"Alright, Lauren. Uh, hop on I guess."
She didn't move though, and instead kept holding her cheek spread wide apart. "Mm-mm," she shook her head. "No, I want it like this."
"If you sit on it you can be in charge though, make sure you're alright."
"No," she said, almost pouting. "I trust you, I want it like this."
All I could do was shrug. I was happy with this prospect and wasn't about to complain. Inching forward up her thighs a bit more, I lined my dick up, the head just barely bumping against her asshole.
"Alright, babe. I love you. Tell me if it hurts too much and I'll stop."
Lauren looked back at me, a wanton look in her eyes, "Jer, shut up and fuck my ass."
I smirked at her vulgar mouth and nodded, before looking down at my task. As I pressed forward I encountered more resistance, but Lauren took a deep breath and then her anus relaxed and the first inch and a half of my dick slipped through.
"Oh, yeah. Wow." I thought I'd said it, before realizing Lauren and I had both said the same thing at the same time. I chuckled and she gasped and I realized if I laughed my dick rocked and flexed inside of her. Slowly, inch by inch, I slid my dick in and out, adding a bit more every few strokes. I was mesmerized by the sight of her little hole filled with my cock, and I loved the way her asshole puckered out a bit whenever I was on my backstroke, like it didn't want to let go.
We'd worked about six inches in when Lauren asked, "How much more? You feel huge in there."
I glanced up to her face as she looked over her shoulder to me, "Uh, maybe like another two and a half inches?"
"Oh, God. It's so good. Get it all in there right now."
So I thrust harder than before, the rest of my dick sliding into her hot, exceedingly tight hole. "There's your first, babe. Anal virgin no more."
She laughed and I could feel her muscles shifting in her abdomen. "Yeah, well no offence but I don't think I'll be playing with your ass like this any time soon."
I chuckled too, "Well, I appreciate that." I slowly pulled out half way then pushed back in.
"Alright, enough of this. I want you to fuck my ass, not probe me, got it?" She said as she faced forward again.
"Got it." I replied, pulling almost all the way out and thrusting in a little firmer than last time.
She gasped, but her head nodded, "Yeah, like that. So good."
I started building up a rhythm, sliding in and out of her ass and slowly picking up steam to make sure she wasn't getting hurt. At some point I took over spreading her cheeks and Lauren buried both hands under her, playing with her cunt as I thrust into her ass over and over. She was loose enough now that I had lost most of my concern that I might hurt her, and the way she was moaning and grunting in pleasure told me she was more than alright.
The slapping of her ass against my pelvis was almost mesmerizing, it filled the room along with both of our grunts of pleasure. Eventually I shifted so that I was on one knee, the other leg up, changing the angle of my thrusts, then I reached out with one hand and took hold of Lauren by the shoulder, pulling her back slightly more towards me as I picked up the pace again, pounding into her. She let out a low, constant moan that turned into something like a purr- so I took a clue from our first time together and let go of her shoulder, wrapping my hand in her short hair, gripping near her scalp, pulling so that her back arched. One hand left her cunt and shot out, bracing against the headboard as her purr silenced, replaced by a rhythmic 'huh-huh-huh' in time with my thrusts.
All at once Lauren tensed up and her ass clamped down tightly, but between the lube and my momentum all it did was add to the pressure building between us. Lauren let loose a massive "Uh Fuck Yeah!" that I worried the neighbours might have heard. I let go of her hair and she fell forward on to her elbows.
"Almost-there." I grunted as my thrusting picked up again.
"Oh, fuck so am I again! God, pump me full of that cum, I want to feel it fill up my ass."
Three things happened all at once. First, I started to cum. I don't know what it is, but when Lauren talks like that I just can't help myself. I felt the first blast in slow motion traveling through my cock and knew it was gonna be a big one.
Second, I came up with a plan that I was pretty happy with. I was going to shoot off a couple jets in Lauren's ass, then I'd pull out quick and thrust into her cunt and shoot off a couple more times there, then if I had anything left I would go back to her ass. It was a good plan to give her everything he liked, and I knew she'd appreciate the effort.
The third thing was we both heard, "What the fuck!?" from the door of Lauren's room. My head whipped around even as my body tensed and the first pulse fired into Lauren's ass. Standing in the doorway, still in her long winter coat and beanie hat from being outside, was the prettiest girl I knew. Not to say Lauren wasn't beautiful, but her sister Lindsey simply won the genetic lottery. Where Lauren's hair was cut short near her jawline and was golden blonde, Lindsey wore her bright blonde hair long and frequently changed the style. Where Lauren was athletically slim, Lindsey had the same similar build but a slightly more tapered waist, along with slightly bigger tits and a bit more of an ass. She also happened to be classically beautiful and unblemished, her brown eyes so dark they were like coffee and her smile broad and inviting. If she wasn't also whip-smart and in pre-law, I thought she could have easily been a runway model.
Lindsey wasn't smiling now, though. Instead, she stood with one hand on the door handle and her mouth gaping wide. I could feel Lauren tense under me in surprise, but I was well past the point of no return on my orgasm and my body was working with a mind of its own. Two blasts rocked into Lauren's ass and she involuntarily moaned in pleasure. My body, still working on my last laid plans, pulled out and thrust my dick back into her cunt, firing off a couple more jets while also giving Lindsey a very good look at my full length in between holes. Quickly running out of steam, I pulled out and fell onto my back, leaving Lauren panting and lying on her stomach as I tried to grab something to cover myself with.
"I, I'm so sorry," Lindsey stuttered in the doorway, her eyes darting back and forth between me and Lauren. "I heard noises when I came in and came to see what it was."
"You're -pant- early, Linds," Lauren got out, rolling closer to the edge of the bed and grabbing a robe from the floor, covering herself.
"Yeah, I- uh, I'll let you guys get decent..." She trailed off, staring at me as I was forced to stand to find something to cover myself with. "Uh, wow. Holy shit, you took all of that in your ass? I mean- sorry!" And she was gone, the door slamming behind her.
I turned to Lauren, who giggled and shrugged. "I mean, it wasn't exactly the plan but I guess that works for starters. She was obviously taken with your dick."
I abandoned putting on my boxers for a minute and sat down next to her. "How, uh, how are you feeling?"
Her smile grew warmer and she wriggled contentedly, "Good, actually. You spent so much time warming me up it barely hurt at first, then it felt really good." I grinned as she sat up and I put an arm around her. "Thanks for that, by the way. I didn't even do anything for you."
"You didn't have to; going down on you like that, you being so willing, that was more than enough turn on for me."
"Kay," she said quietly, hugging me as I pulled her in tighter, burying her head in my chest. After a few minutes just holding each other she coughed and then made a surprised noise. "Oh, uh, I guess I need to go take care of some, uh, issues in the bathroom. That or I'm gonna leak cum all over my bed in a couple seconds."
She stood and went to the door, still naked, and peaked out. She looked back at me and gave me a wink before slipping out and into the bathroom, leaving me sitting on her bed with my dick half hard again.
"Well," I said out loud to no one in particular, "I guess that happened."
By BreakTheBar for Literotica
