0 comments/ 19728 views/ 1 favorites Time Runs Wild By: Optimator Thanks to Kat “… don’t forget to do the assignments, have a nice vacation, and stop sending me dirty e-mail.” The students all laughed at my daily “end-of-class” comment as the bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, and the beginning of October break. I was finishing some last-minute paperwork, when the classroom phone rang. “Hello?” “Mr. O’Shea? It’s Ms. Samson from the front office” “Oh, hey, Kelly. I’m finishing up those forms you asked for.” “Good to hear, Mike. Um, you’ve got a couple visitors. I’m sending them down to your classroom.” “Visitors?” “…Yeah. I’m sending them down now,” followed by a loud click. I stared at the phone, surprised by the tone in the head secretary’s voice. This was my first year teaching, and while I was still learning my way around, I had made it a point to get along with the secretaries, especially the head secretary, Ms. Samson.. For some reason, she sounded seriously agitated. Who had shown up, that would put her in such a foul mood? I walked into the hallway, determined to catch my “visitors” on their way to my room, and ran right into Julie & Sara. One look at my former campers, and I had figured out why Ms. Samson wasn’t too happy. During college, wile working at a summer camp I had met the young girls who ended up becoming best friends, Julie and Sara. Julie was a year older than Sara, but in the same class. She had always been the more athletic of the two, and a little stockier. It was obvious she had lost some weight around the middle and legs, because she looked really good. Julie was the girl that most men thought of as “one of the guys” Sara, on the other hand, was the “princess”; She always wore make-up, and her outfits were “current” or “fashionable”. She was more feminine than Sara, and always managed to turn heads. She also had the most beautiful, brown eyes I had ever seen. Sara had a way of devouring people with her eyes. While Sara, a little over five feet tall, was shorter than Julie by 6 inches, the two of them shared one major similar physical characteristic: Their breasts. Both these girls had hit puberty running, and they each had D or DD-size cups. Sara usually wore sports bras, so her chest didn’t stand out much. But Julie… that girl had a real set on her. Between her revealing outfits, and ample chest, most guys’ jaws dropped when they saw her. Upon seeing the girls, I quickly realized why Ms. Samson had been so upset. My former campers were wearing outfits straight from a Britney Spears video; they looked like trashy Catholic high school girls. Knee-high stockings, short plaid skirts, and white dress shirts that weren’t buttoned at the top, and tied at the navel. Taking into account the breasts these girls possessed, the cleavage they were showing was unbelievable. And they had worn these outfits to my new school. I was going to kill them. “You two… I swear …are you crazy? Get in here.” I hauled them into the classroom, shut the door, and was immediately smothered with hugs from both of them. If they had thought that hugging me was going to put me into a better mood they were wrong. Before I could open my mouth, they gave me the “innocent angels” look, and started to weasel their way out of trouble. “It was all Julie’s idea, Mike. Don’t blame me.” “You bitch. It was SO not me, Mike. Sara thought it’d be fun to prance around in these outfits.” “Julie, You are such a li-“ I cut them off. “Girls.” “Yes, Mike”, they chorused. “You just walked into a public high school, wearing outfits that would probably put half of the boys here through puberty. Not to mention, making me look like some child molester. Next time you decide to surprise me, could you please wear something more… I dunno… APPROPRIATE?” “Oh, c’mon, Mike, don’t we look cute?” Sara grinned. “You look like you should be working the streets, actually. Especially you, Julie. Unbutton that shirt anymore, and people will think you’re charging by the hour.” Julie smiled like a Cheshire cat, while staring at me intensely. “How much cash you got on you, Mike?” she challenged. I smacked my hand into my head and muttered, “Friggin’ kids.” “Hey,” Sara said. “We’re in college now, and we aren’t dressed like kids, either. Here, I’ll prove it. You have to see what Julie’s got on underneath her skirt.” Sara moved over to her best friend, and grabbed Julie’s skirt. “No no no no no.” I protested. “You win, I lose. You’re not kids anymore; I can’t boss you around like I did at camp for three straight summers. So, please, no showing me anything.” Sara laughed and dropped her best friend’s skirt. Julie started to pout, until I glared at her. “The two of you are going to get me fired for dressing like this. Now, I haven’t heard from each of you in months. Why the surprise visit?” “Me and Julie wanted to come see how your new teaching job is. We got the weekend off from school, and we thought we’d take you out to dinner.” “You’re going to take me out, huh?” “Yes!” “Not dressed like that, I hope.” “Hell, no! We’re not wearing these out in public.” “So you just wore them here to embarrass me? Never mind. I don’t want to know. Look, there’s a nice restaurant on the outskirts of town. Why don’t I meet the two of you there around 7:30. I’ve got to finish grading some papers, and I want to get it done today, so I can enjoy my vacation. Is there a hotel the two of you are staying at where I can reach you?” Julie and Sara looked at each other uncomfortably for a second, before Sara said, “Uhm, we were kinda wondering if…you know… we could…uh… stay with you?” “Pretty please?” she added, in a meek voice. I sighed. “You came all the way here, without a place to stay? Jesus. Okay, fine. You can stay with me. Lucky for you, my condo has plenty of space. Let’s get out of the school before the administration comes looking for me.” -- Driving back to my condo, I wondered if this was such a good idea. With the girls following me in Sara’s car, I remembered how all the counselors had thought the girls had been hot. The camp rules(not to mention the law) prohibited contact between counselors and campers. I had been careful to make my relationship with Julie and Sara just friends. Over they years, they had kept in contact with me via e-mail, and the occasional phone call. Although they were several years younger than me, I had always thought of them as fun to talk to. Teachers always liked to hear how their students were doing. We pulled into my complex and parked our cars. I saw the trunk lid to Sara’s car pop open. After parking my car, I walked over to see if they needed help moving any bags inside. I peeked into their trunk, and saw a big pile of suitcases. I looked at the two of them, who were trying not to make eye contact with me. “Exactly how long were you two planning on staying?” “Uhm.. Through the weekend?” “How did you know I would have space?” Julie opened her mouth before Sara could respond. “We knew you’d fit us in, Mike.” The way she said that made my insides turn out. I don’t think she meant it to come out like it did, but I immediately felt turned on by the implications of that statement. I hurriedly grabbed a bunch of the bags, and motioned for them to follow me up to my place. While I carried 50 lbs of women’s clothing up the stairs to my place, I pondered my dilemma While happy to see both the girls, I had been looking forward to a weekend of peace and quiet. Having Julie and Sara around would be anything but peaceful and quiet. Not to mention that the two of them looked incredibly hot in those outfits. That was a distraction I didn’t need. I opened the door into my condo, and showed the girls the spare bedroom where they would be staying. I then grabbed a beer out of the fridge while they unpacked. While the wash of alcohol going through my system relaxed me, I still didn’t know what I was going to do with the girls for the next 3 days, though. “What, you’re not going to offer any to your guests?” I turned to see Julie looking mildly offended. “You’re too young.” “Oh, C’MON, Mike. You know we’ve had beer before. We’re in college, remember?” “…okay. What do you want? I’ve got beer, wine, and some liquor behind the mini-bar in the living room.” “Oh. wow. uhmm… wine.” I grabbed a bottle, and poured a glass of wine for Julie. I handed the glass over to her, and her fingers caressed my hand as we made contact. I nervously started to speak. “So, uh, where’s Sara?” “She’s taking a nap. She was up all night cramming for a test she took this morning.” “Oh. Gotcha. How’d she do?” “… Honestly, I don’t know.” She was staring right at me. That’s when I noticed that she had changed out of her schoolgirl skirt, into a pair of low-cut slacks that seemed to accentuate the shape of her hips and legs. Peeking out of the pants was a black thong. Julie put the wine glass down, and walked right up to me, placing her right hand on my chest. “Julie, I don’t think you should be.. uhmm..” Her hand started un-buttoning my shirt. I pulled away from her, but she kept following me. “Look, I’m flattered and all, but this REALLY isn’t a good…” I surprised myself by backing right into the refrigerator. I turned around to see what I had run into, and when I looked back, Julie was pressing right against me, her hands running all over my chest. I realized that I was really turned on, and the bulge in my pants proved it. Still, I knew this wasn’t a good idea. “Okay. look. This isn’t funny any more. This needs to stop right… uhm…” At that point, Julie took a step back, without losing eye contact. Her hands drifted to her shirt, and started to unbutton. Seconds later, the white top was on the ground, as she continued staring at me, not saying a word. I felt my mind turn to mush. It had been years since I had seen Julie in a bathing suit, but her DD breasts had never looked this good. The black lace bra did little to hide her nipples, which were looked like they were straining to be free of the undergarment. Her breasts were huge. Up until this point, I had been trying to convince myself that I wasn’t attracted to Julie, and that she wasn’t to me. But the way she stood there, her cleavage totally keeping my gaze, I caved in; I had to have her. I whispered, “I give up. You win.” As she started to smile, I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her face to mine. Our lips met, and her mouth opened to let my tongue in. Her tongue slowly made it’s way around mine, teasing me. As I ran my hands through her long brown hair, my fingernails lightly scratched up and down her back. A small groan slipped out of her mouth as I dug my fingernails in a little harder. I felt her hand pull my head in closer, as her tongue started moving faster in my mouth. My hands found the clasp to her bra, and unsnapped it. I pulled back from our embrace, and pulled the bra off, throwing it onto the floor. Julie stared at me, her tongue running over her lower lip. She was breathing hard, her chest rising and falling with each passing breath. My hands moved from her back to her shoulders. I slowly rubbed my way down to her breasts. When my massaging fingers made contact with her nipples, her entire body stiffened and she let out a gasp. “Oh! Oh… oh god…. please…please don’t…. ohhhh god yes” Julie’s head rolled back, moving from left-to-right, and back again. I ran my fingers over her nipples, slowly rubbing and tugging at them. When I leaned in and gently nibbled her neck, she let out another moan. “uuhhh…that feels… oh Mike..” Julie had somehow managed to unbutton my shirt; she ran her hands over my chest, pushing the shirt off my body. As it slipped off, she leaned in, and started kissing my chest. I pulled her into me, her arms wrapped around my body, as I moved my hands up and down her back; I felt her lips start to bite my chest when my fingers grazed over her ass. When I managed to get my fingers underneath her pants, and ran them over the thong she was wearing underneath, Julie started grinding her hips into mine. She pulled her lips off my chest, and started passionately kissing my mouth, running her hands through my hair. I could feel my erection poking through my slacks, rubbing against her crotch. Wrapping her legs around me, I grabbed Julie by the ass and carried her over to the kitchen table. I laid her down on the table, and stuck my face between her tits. Her legs, still wrapped around my waist, started humping against me, as I went to work on breasts. Starting at the underside of her breasts, I ran my tongue and lips up and down, working around the nipple, but never quite touching it. After a few minutes of this, I started to softly blow on the spots where I had just kissed, causing goose bumps to form on her chest, and eliciting a long ragged gasp. I grabbed both of her hands, and held them above her head(not too hard, considering I’m 6’4” and she’s 5’2”) which just pushed her tits into my face even more. As I slowly started to lick one of her nipples, gently flicking my tongue against it, her back arched off the table and pushed her breasts into my face. I felt her arms strain against me, trying to break free of my control, but I wasn’t having any of that. I knew it was driving her crazy that she couldn’t break free, and that was just the way I wanted it. I sucked her nipple in mouth, and gently bit down on it. “Oh!” she shrieked out loud. “Oh god... oh Jesus.. please..” I pulled as much of her breast into my mouth as I could, and slowly let it fall out of my mouth, licking, sucking and kneading her soft tanned flesh with my teeth. When I got to her nipple, I held it between my teeth, and flicked it with my tongue. “ohhh…. Mike…don’t’ stop ..don’t stop..don’t stop…” I opened my eyes to see Julie, her eyes closed, arms straining against me, breathing heavily. I reached over for the glass of wine she had put down, and slowly poured it over her breasts. Her eyes shot open, but with her arms still in my control, there was nothing she could do. Still pouring the wine, I made sure to let some run over her other, previously-unattended nipple; I started sucking on the engorged nipple for all it was worth, the wine running all over her chest. Her hips were gyrating against me so hard, I thought I was going to lose control; Instead, Julie opened her mouth, managed to get her arms free of me, and pulled my head into her breast, while she started screaming. “Oh Shit! shitshitshit Fuck… Jesus… I’m.. ohhh…. oh god…. I’m cumming! I’m cumming! I’mm …. oohhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..godddddd………”” I felt her hips thrust against me in several large jerks, as she reached up and sunk her mouth into my shoulder. I could feel her breathing on my skin as her sweaty body involuntarily pulsated in my embrace. Breathing hard, I laid Julie back onto the table. Her fists were clenched around my arms, as I started kissing the nape of her neck. I slowly moved my way down her chest, my hands slowly rubbing her sides. When my lips reached her navel, I licked my lips, and slowly drew circle around her mid-section. Julie’s mid-section pressed against my face as I moved down towards her waist. Unzipping her slacks, my fingers pulled at her pants, and in seconds she was nude, except for her black thong. I could smell her pussy, her odor was so strong. Moving my fingers in-between her legs, I started rubbing against her pussy lips. Sticking out around the thong, they looked positively delightful, but I was determined to make her wait before I went down on her. Julie, on the other hand, had other things in mind. She grabbed my head by the hair and pulled me up from where my fingers had been probing her inner moistness. “Eat me later.. I want you to fuck me right now.” I smiled as I pushed two of my fingers into her incredibly tight pussy. Julie’s eyes rolled into the back of her head. “Like that, you mean?” I said with a grin. “Uhm, no… You know what I want.” I stuck a third finger into her, and her body stiffened. “That what you meant?” “Ohhhhhh….. Jesus…. you’re driving me crazy. You know what I want. Stick your dick in me, Mike. Please.” That last “please” came out as more of a request than a command. I decided to fulfill her wish. I unzipped my pants, pulled them and my boxers down, my 7” cock sticking straight out. I grabbed her panties and pulled them off. We were now both totally nude, her lying on the table, me standing between her legs, rubbing my cock. I moved up to her, so that my cock was rubbing against her pussy. I rubbed the tip of my cock against her lips and her clit, which was in plain sight. The feeling of my cock between her legs was having the desired effect on Julie. “Fuck… yeah. stick it in me.” I felt her legs curl around my lower back, as she tried to get me to stick my dick all the way in her. I pushed the top of my dick about an inch into her, felt her body start to relax, and then pulled out again. I did this several times, each time pushing a little farther and farther into her, until I finally slammed my cock into her as hard as I could. She screamed as loud as I’ve ever heard, as her hips bucked against my cock. Her cunt was so tight, I almost came my brains out, but I was determined to hold out, and fuck Julie sore. As she had her second orgasm, I felt Julie’s cum run over my cock and down my legs. Her pussy muscles were contracting against my cock, but I managed to keep my control by pulling my penis out, and moving it slowly back in. Her pussy welcomed my cock back in, as Julie wrapped her legs around me. I started thrusting at a relaxed pace, not going all the way. I was blown away by how tight Julie was. I had screwed 2 girls who had been virgins, that hadn’t been as tight as her. I started thrusting faster, which made her tits bounce all over the place. I reached up with one hand and started pinching her nipples, which seemed to drive her absolutely crazy. Apparently, Julie’s nipples needed little attention to get her going. By now I was fucking Julie hard, going in and out as fast as I could without blowing my wad. I grabbed her legs and pushed them up into the air, holding them above her head, while driving my cock into her. To my surprise, she grabbed her legs by the ankles, and pulled them back even farther, leaving my hands free. “Yes yes yes.. god fuck… shit… yeah… harder, you fucker… Fuck me HARDER.” I reached down and started rubbing her clit, which sent Julie into high-speed. “Oh Fuck yeah! YEAH! Ohhh… Goddddddd!!” I grabbed her right leg, and rolled her on her left side, and then fucked her pussy from behind, while she laid curled up. My right hand kept playing with her clit. I pulled her body to the edge of the table, and held her as still as I could, now drilling my cock into her as hard as possible. “Yeahhhh. Make me cum again. Fuck me, harder, make me cum!” She screamed. I ran my cock in and out of her so hard, that I felt ready to explode. All of a sudden, I felt my legs start to give way, and I started to see stars as my balls clenched and my cock exploded. As my orgasm hit, Julie’s pussy clenched around my cock, and she grabbed my arm; She dug her fingernails in so hard that I yelled out, seeing blood, but I didn’t really care, because I was dumping a bucket load of sperm into her pussy. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes Ohhhh..... GODDDDDDDDDD.... .FUUUUCKKKKKKKK....." She bit down on my wrist, trying to muffle her screams, as her third orgasm hit. Her body writhed and twisted, but she held my penis in her pussy, as more cum(hers and mine) poured out of her cunt. I laid down on the table behind her, and wrapped my arms around her, as she pressed her body into mine. "Oh... wow...", she whispered. Time Runs Wild Ch. 02 While it’s not necessary, it’s recommended you read the first part of Time Runs Wild, found I closed my eyes, feeling her hand start rubbing my cock. I felt several emotions running through my system. In a heartbeat, I turned off my hormones. I gently grabbed her hand, and pulled it off me. "No." I said quietly. Sara blinked at me "What?" "You heard me. I said No. This…This isn't right. I'm sorry, but we're not... I mean... I'm not... No." "Bu-...but you and Jul-" "I know." I turned to Julie, who was now sitting up, wrapping my shirt around her naked body. "And it was…uhmm….," my voice softened "incredible." "But," I turned back to Sara, "It was a mistake. I'm sorry. To both of you. But I'm not doing this." "Mike" Julie started. I turned to Julie, feeling my temper start to flare. "No, I think I've heard quite enough from YOU, young lady. Now, clothes on, both of you." "But-" "Both of you, Julie. NOW." Julie looked pissed, and Sara looked like she was going to cry. And I was standing there butt naked, my hard penis ironically accentuating every thing I said. "I'm going to take a shower. When I get out, you two are going to be sitting on the couch in the living room, fully dressed, and we're going to have a chat." They kept staring at me; They were upset, and now I was pissed. "Well? Go change." I stalked out of the room, and walked into the bathroom, slamming the door. -- I turned the knob in the shower to Very Fucking Hot, and walked in. The water was almost painful but I really didn't care. I felt pissed off, turned on, and really really guilty. It couldn't have been more than 2 hours ago, that Julie and Sara had shown up at my school, dressed like rejects from a Britney Spears video, flashing their cleavage like they were expensive hookers. I brought them back to my place, and found myself quickly seduced by Julie. While most people wouldn't mind having sex with a knockout like Julie(and then being propositioned by Sara) I'm not "most people". When I had met the girls at camp years ago, I had been the Counselor From Hell. I followed the rules, and made sure that the kids did the same. So when it came to interaction between myself and the female campers, I played it by the book. I had worked at the camp for several years, and both Julie and Sara had been there for most of that time period. While I thought both girls were attractive, I always considered them "students", and myself the "teacher". And unless I wanted to become the star of the "movie of the week" as the teacher who seduced a student, or some other nonsense, I wasn't going to touch them. Not ever. And now, I had, and I felt like complete shit, which is why I had snapped at them. Standing there, seeing Sara with her hand down her pants, and Julie lying on the table, shuddering from the orgasm that had just wracked her body, had brought it back into perspective for me. I had just fucked one of my students. And it felt so very very wrong. My hands were pushing against the wall, while the steaming water ran over my bowed head; I had no idea what the hell to do. "Hi." My head snapped to the left, as I saw Julie's silhouette through the shower curtain. Of course I had forgotten to lock the bathroom door. "You shouldn't be in here" I said quietly. She responded by pulling the door open to the shower and walked in. We stood there staring at each other through the steam of the shower for a moment. "Why are you acting like this?" She asked softly. I closed my eyes in shame. "Because this isn't right. I feel like some fucking pedophile after screwing you." "We're almost 21, you know." "But I don't think of you that way. You're one of my 'kids'. Both of you. And teachers and students… that's a no-no." "You're angry with us", she said. "Yes. No. I mean…. shit. I'm angry, but not with you. I shouldn't have let things go that far, and it's not right, and… you know." She gave me an intense look. "You know, we're not your campers anymore. There's nothing wrong with what we did." "Yeah, I know, it's just... well, you form a picture of someone in your head, and after awhile, it gets hard to change that picture. I don't think of the two of you as people I would hook up with; You're my students, and teachers don't…you know..." She was quiet for a moment. Then she looked up at me. "I guess I'm just going to help you change your picture of me, then." I blinked as she took a step forward, pressing her body against me. She placed one hand on my chest, and the other on my cock. "You need to stop this whole student/teacher thing" she whispered. "Sara and I are big girls now." She grinned and looked down at my crotch. "And you're obviously a big boy." I closed my eyes again, confused. "We're not 16 anymore. We know what we want." A million thoughts and emotions running through my head, as I rationalized and debated what to do next. After a minute or so, I opened my eyes and looked at her, and with a slight nod of the head, acquiesced. I felt her hands move down my back, her fingers drawing different shapes over my skin. Her hands felt like they were shooting electricity up and down my spine. She looked up at me, as she started grinding her body against mine. I felt my hips unconsciously shift against hers in response. As confused as my mind was, my body knew what it wanted. Her left hand reached down and grabbed my ass, as her right hand moved up to the back of my neck. I felt her fingernails run across the back of my neck, which sent a shiver through my body. She smiled, as her hands kept working their magic on me. "Like that?" "Uhm, yeah….oh boy..." The "oh boy" was a result of Julie pulling back from me, then positioning her breasts in such a way that her nipples were pressed directly against my chest. She then started moving her breasts so that the tips of her nipples were lightly sketching little designs all over my chest. The combination of her hands on my neck and back, along with her nipples rubbing my chest was enough to get me completely aroused. Compared to me, Julie was so short that she only had to bend her knees a little bit to have my erect cock lined up in her cleavage. She used her hands to push her tits together, and started moving them up and down against my cock. I closed my eyes and leaned back, as I felt Julie's tongue snake against the tip of my cock. She stopped rubbing her tits against my cock, and got down on her knees. She then opened her mouth and swallowed my cock whole. My hands ran through Julie's hair as her tongue ran circles around my dick; She started pulling her mouth slowly off, while still sucking hard on my cock. When she got to the tip, she pulled her lips off with a loud "pop" that made me grunt. "Jesus…where did you learn th- uhh…." Apparently she didn't want me talking, because her fingernails were running all over my balls, while she ran her tongue along the underside of my penis. I pulled her head closer, and her mouth engulfed my cock again. Julie managed to swallow all 7 inches of my dick, and as she pulled her mouth off of it, her hands grasped me, and she started pulling back and forth. She started teasing the top with her tongue, lick, sucking, and kissing, while her hands continued jerking me off. I almost jumped, when I felt her teeth lightly bite the tip of my cock. She then started running her teeth along my cock, stopping to bite or nip my penis here and there. The feeling was both scary and erotic at the same time. Her hands were alternating between jerking me off, and rubbing my balls. She started paying more attention to jerking me off, when her mouth started sucking on my sac. I was now groaning as her hands and mouth moved back and forth between my dick and my balls. As she started moving faster, I heard her moan out loud. I looked down, and saw her left hand between her legs, rubbing furiously. She pulled her mouth off my balls, and then started fucking my cock with her mouth. She ran her mouth up and down my penis fast, as she ran her fingers in and out of her pussy; I helped the rhythm of her mouth, by pushing it against my hips and I thrusted against her face. Julie managed to keep her mouth on my cock, breathing through her nose; I felt like I was fucking a vacuum, because she wouldn't let any air inside her mouth. The combination of her mouth on my cock, and the sounds of her fingers sloshing in and out of her cunt was enough to send me over the edge, as my balls tightened, and I came right in her mouth. Moments after my first load blew into her mouth, I felt Julie's body turn rigid, as she started to come. She pushed her mouth right against the base of my penis, and sucked me off for all it was worth, while the rest of her body spasmed against my legs and the floor. I have no idea how many times I came in her mouth, but it felt like hours before my hips stopped bucking, and she pulled her mouth off of me. "Holy… Fucking….God…" I sputtered out. "Hmm… " she moaned, curling up on the floor of the shower. I leaned against the wall, and sank to the floor, next to her. She immediately crawled between my legs, and laid her head on my stomach, wrapping her arms around me. I put my fingers under her chin, and pulled her mouth up to mine, kissing her gently. Our tongues then started to intertwine as we started making out, the water running over us. A few minutes later, she pulled away and looked at me. "I can't believe that you'd kiss me after…" "Yeah, well, it's not fair to ask girls to do that if you're not willing. Honestly, the girls only get a kiss if it was really really good." She blushed. "Thank you" she mumbled. We lay there for a couple minutes. I started to get up and she protested. "I have to get up, or I'm going to shrivel into a wrinkled prune, Julie." She looked down at my penis and smiled wickedly. "Doesn't look wrinkled or shriveled to me." "Up, woman. I've got to talk to Sara." She sighed dramatically, and pulled herself out of the shower. I admired her toned legs and firm ass, as she walked out of the shower. "You got any towels in here? I need to dry off." "Yeah, hold on." I walked over to the lined closet, and pulled out a couple towels. I threw one around my waist, and then walked over to Julie. "I think you're going to need help drying off" I said quietly. "Really? Oh…. uhmm…" She whispered, as I wrapped the towel around her body, running my hands up and down her stomach. She leaned into me, as my hands worked their way between her legs. I ran my fingers along her pussy lips, moving them up and down, as her ass started to grind against my crotch. "Ohh... that's just… ohhh, Mike...", she moaned, laying her head back against my chest. I stopped abruptly. "Whoops, look at the time. Gotta go." I said, walking away with a smile on my face. "Oh you… You Suck, Mike". I turned around, as I walked out the bathroom door. "Maybe later." I grinned. -- I went into my room and put on a fresh shirt and khakis. I left my bedroom and stuck my head into the guest room, looking for Sara. Julie was standing there, brushing her hair, still wearing the towel. "Where's the other troublemaker?" I asked. "Out in the living room. She thinks we should leave." "I'll go talk to her. Give us a couple minutes?" "Sure." I walked out into the living room. Sara was sitting on the couch, her back to me. As I rounded the corner, I saw her bags sitting on the floor by her feet. "Hey," I said softly. She looked over at me, and I could see she had been crying. Now I felt like a schmuck. "I think we're going" she said quietly, refusing to meet my gaze. "Really?" "…Yeah." "That what you want, Sara?" "I ... I don't know." There was a moment of awkward silence. "Look, I probably overreacted earlier. The whole thing felt really fucking weird, honestly, and I handled it poorly. I'm sorry." She didn't say anything, and then she looked at me. "You should be. You were a dick." "Yeah, you're probably right. I do that once in a while. The whole 'dick' thing." "I know. I saw." she grinned. "Har fucking Har," I chortled. "So, we cool?" "Yeah, I think so." We were quiet for a moment. I stared at Sara, still wearing her Britney-outfit, and still showing way too much cleavage. Seeing the little vixen sitting there gave me an idea. "Good. Lie down on the couch." "…what?" "I said lie down on the couch. Get to it." A puzzled look crossed her face. "Uhm, okay. Like this?" she asked. She lay down on her back, her arms folded across her chest. I stood up and walked over to the couch, standing over her. She looked up at me, her eyes running over my noticeable erection poking out through my pants. She started running her right hand up the inside of my left leg. I closed my eyes briefly and thought of letting Sara have some fun, but I decided that I would be the one calling the shots here. "Ah ah ah…" I whispered, getting down on my knees by the couch. "Wh-?" Her eyes opened in surprise as I placed a finger over her lips. "Shush, little one. Just relax for a few minutes." I gently ran my right hand over her face, pausing momentarily on her lips. I felt her lower lip shudder briefly against my touch, and she tried to use her tongue to pull them into her mouth. I once again resisted the urge to let her do as she please, and continued moving my hands over her face, then down to her neck. Leaning over the couch, I lifted her head up, and gently kissed the tip of her chin, then worked straight down her neck. Moving ever so slowly, I reached the base of her neck, and then started to move down to the space between her breasts. When I got down to the point where her clothes were in the way, I paused, and then started kissing my way back up to her neck. My right hand reached over and unbuttoned the bottom buttons on her shirt, so that only the two middle buttons were still buttoned. I pulled my face off her neck, and looked down at my handiwork. Lying there, with her white shirt barely on, Sara was breathing heavily, her stomach rising and falling rapidly. Her breasts were sticking straight up, looking like two mountains of flesh, waiting to be devoured. Peeking out from underneath the bra, and her shirt were two very erect nipple. I started rubbing her legs, working the outside, then the inside of her legs, making sure to never come in contact with her crotch. I moved my lips to the left side of her abdomen area; I started kissing her sides, working in towards her navel. I felt her stomach start to pump up and down even faster. I looked up at her in surprise. "Are you okay?" "Yes yesyes… I just… That just feels so good." I smiled, as I moved my hand up the waist of her pants. I started running my fingers right under the waist of her pants, rubbing the skin under her abdomen. I started running my tongue in little patterns over her stomach, working down towards her waist. My finger undid the button on her pants, which was followed by the unzipping of her zipper. As I started pulling her pants down off of her body, her pelvis lifted off the couch in an effort to help with the removal. I tossed her pants over my shoulder, and starting massaging her legs, working from her calves, and moving up towards her knees. I started kissing the inside of her left leg, while kneading her right leg with both my hands. Once I start reached her crotch area, I switched legs, kissing the right, and rubbing the left. I could feel her body try to push my hands up higher, but I refused to give in until both of her legs had been properly warmed up. Once I had done both legs several times, I shifted my body so that I could be face-to-face with her; I leaned in and gently kissed her, surprised by her reaction. Sara's hands wrapped around my head tightly, running her hands through my hair like there was no tomorrow. Her mouth latched onto mine hungrily, her tongue invading my mouth furiously, twirling around my tongue and teeth. Caught off-guard by how my face was being attacked by Sara, I paused for a moment, before running the fingernails of my right hand along the inside of her thighs. Still making out passionately, her legs pressed against my hands, pushing them up towards her panty-clad crotch. Taking the bait, I ran my finger lightly over her panties. To my surprise, they were drenched; I could feel the folds of her pussy against them. As I rubbed her crotch, she started to moan through my mouth. "Harder… harder, please…" I pushed down against her pussy, causing the panties to rub against her; Her hips started to buck against my palm, as juices started flowing between her legs and down onto the couch. "Mmh… oohhh goddd…… mmmm…. ohhhh…I'm cumming… I'm cumming, oh it feels Oh Mike..." she moaned, her body caught up in the orgasm. She pulled my head to her face, her mouth thrashing against mine, tongues twirling. As her body went limp, I slowed my hand down, and ran my fingers along the inside of her upper thigh, collecting some of her juices on my fingers. I pulled back from our kiss, and smiled at her, running my cum-drenched finger into my mouth, tasting her sweet juices. Her eyes widened, and her tongue flicked out of her mouth. I felt her hands pull me back into her embrace, and immediately her tongue was in my mouth, licking out all of her cum... I started kissing her face, and moved down to her neck, while my hands started unbuttoning the last couple buttons of her shirt. Her shirt completely undone, I ran my hands over the bra holding her tits up. I gently tweaked her nipples between my fingers. Her chest pushed up against me in response. I smiled and stopped rubbing her tits. "Nooo… don't stop… please, Mike…" she groaned. I grinned, and reached underneath her, unsnapping the bra. I paused for a moment, and then ripped it off, and sunk my teeth down onto her breasts. Sara shrieked out loud, as my teeth started gently knawing on her tits. When I caught her nipple between my teeth, I began flicking it with my tongue. After a few minutes of her body thrashing underneath me, I switched to the other nipple. Between my mouth and my tongue, her nipples were teased, sucked, nibbled and devoured handsomely. "uh...uh…uh…fuck… I want to ride you" she whispered. I raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really?" I smiled She growled at me, sat up, and grabbed my shirt. Caught by surprise, I felt my arms jerk up in the air as my shirt went flying. She pulled me up on the couch, and threw me down. Surprised by her strength, not to mention really turned on, I watched as she stood up, and unrolled her drenched panties off her body, so that she was totally naked. In a flurry of activity, she leaned over, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my dick. She pulled my pants off, and threw them onto the now-littered-with-discarded-clothing living room floor. She lifted her right leg onto the inside of the couch, and placed her dripping pussy directly over my engorged cock. With one hand on my dick, and the other on the couch for leverage, she adjusted her position, took a breath, and impaled herself straight down onto my penis, with a loud grunt. "Oh yeah…" she moaned. She started swiveling her hips, bringing her pussy farther down, until she had enveloped my cock whole. A huge smile showed on her face, as she leaned back, her tits standing straight up in the air, and she started thrusting up and down on my erect dick.