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How Hannah and I Got Together

By: sex4every1



All persons in this story are at least 18 years of age.

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Hannah was two years older and way out of my league, if it hadn't been for the set of circumstances involving this story. My mom and her mom had been best friends in college, until they lost touch. About a year ago they had run into each other and found that they had a lot in common; both mother of an only child and both divorced, they rekindled their friendship and started getting together on a regular basis. Because we had a car and they didn't, we visited them more often than vice versa.

On an average day, Hannah looked like an angel; she had the most lovely and endearing smile, her eyes were big and brown and she had luxuriously long brown hair with blonde highlights. Although she wasn't a health freak, she had a gorgeous body with all the right curves and perfectly built legs.

While our moms talked and played Scrabble or Gin Rummy together, we were left to entertain ourselves, mostly either reading or watching TV... in recent weeks/months Hannah was becoming less inclined to stay in the same room as our parents, often going to her room for a large portion of the night. The first time that she asked me if I wanted to come up, I couldn't believe my ears... me, in a girl's room. Imagine my surprise when my mom didn't object and simply said:"Have fun."

Basically, we did the same things in Hannah's room as we'd do downstairs in the living room, but without supervision everything was different and more pleasant... Hannah and I talked about college, about our moms and life in general. I was in junior college at the time and had been solitarily sexually active for several months; Hannah had off course been the object of my fantasies more than once. I'd be lying if I said I didn't glance at her ass or her boobs whenever I could, and on the rare occasion she wore a skirt, her legs. On most nights I dreamt of making some sort of a pass at her, but never did. I was convinced that any move on my part would result in certain rejection or worse, ridicule... Whenever the conversation turned to boys and girls, she always came out as the more experienced and more desirable one... typically such conversation would end with Hannah making a naughty comment, often hinting at masturbation, blowjobs etc, and me not having the guts/experience to reply in kind.

One particular day however, things were about to change; in retrospect all the circumstances were there! It was a Friday and both Hannah and I had gotten good report cards that same day, putting everyone in a good mood. With Saturday being a day of leisure in both households, there was plenty of time and the atmosphere was even more relaxed than usual. Because I hadn't had the time or privacy to masturbate before or during college, I had hoped to have a good wank before leaving for Hannah and her mother, but because of my good report card, mom hovered around me like a happy and proud little bee. Eventually I gave up and decided to stick it out (pun intended)...

Of all days, Hannah had picked that day to wear pantyhose and a black skirt - 15 centimeters above the knee - which complimented her well-formed ass and legs beautifully; my dick was hard non-stop and pushing against my jeans all through dinner. Being a frequent masturbator - like most teenage boys - I had very rarely gone this long without relief. I trembled with lust as nearly every sight and every touch of Hannah added to my arousal. To top things off, Hannah's mom had chosen that particular week to have their bathroom redone, which meant no running water or plumbing; the old outhouse in the backyard seemed to be the only option left.

After dinner our moms opened up a bottle of wine and started their first game of Scrabble. Before going up to Hannah's room, I needed relief... so I excused myself and headed for the outhouse. Unfortunately by now, it had started to rain and since the door to the outhouse didn't completely close, it would be very cold in there, not to mention muddy and wet; as I was used to masturbating on my knees, I didn't see how I was going to get off in the outhouse without either freezing to death or coming out looking like a mud wrestler. Out of options, I followed Hannah up to her room, hoping I could somehow compose myself. As she walked into her room and got on her bed in a kind of casual Lotus position, I realized I was kidding myself; there was no way I was going to keep this up for more than ten minutes.

I quickly weighed my options and gathered every ounce of courage, before saying:"Please don't be angry, but can I just use your bathroom for a few minutes?"

Hannah looked at me and said:"There's no water in there."

"I know." I replied.

"And no electricity either." she added.

"I don't need much, just a little privacy."

When her eyes glanced over my crotch, she must have noticed the bulge and realized what was going on.

And yet, she kept a straight face and asked:"Why, what's the problem?"

"I'm hard okay... and if I don't take care of it soon, I think I am going to pass out."

"You want to masturbate, in our bathroom?" she asked, fighting a smile.

Feeling pretty embarrassed by now, I said:"I'm sorry, just forget about it!"

Hannah got up and said:"There's nothing to be sorry about, but I just don't think the bathroom is going to work." as she walked into the hall and opened the bathroom door... when I followed her and took a look inside, I saw what she meant. There was water and rubble everywhere, not to mention tools and pipes... judging from the state the bathroom was in, I'd have a better chance in the outhouse.

I leaned back and gently banged my head against the wall in frustration, whispering:"Damn!"

"Look, why don't you use my room?" Hannah said, closing the door.

I looked at her, bewildered.

"Aside from the bathroom, there are only two rooms left: unless you wanna use my mom's room..." Hannah continued. 

I looked at her and said:"Are you sure?"

She smiled, looked down at the bulge in my pants and said:"You obviously need to relieve yourself and there's only one place left."

After a pause of about four seconds, she added with a naughty grin:"Just not all over my bed, okay?"

"I'll do it on the floor and I'll clean it up, I promise." I said, feeling pretty embarrassed.

"Ok then, so... how long do you need?"

"I don't know; ten, fifteen minutes?"

Hannah smiled and said:"Just open the door when you're ready so that I'll know it's safe..."

I nodded and as she walked down the stairs, she whispered:"Have fun!"

I closed the door and took out my dick, grabbing the hard, throbbing shaft... After rubbing it up and down for about twenty seconds, I took off all my clothes and got on my knees in the middle of her bedroom. As soon as I started masturbating again, I realized that I'd never get to fifteen minutes, or ten for that matter. With my eyes closed, I pictured Hannah in every conceivable position and came more intensely than ever before!

Big ropes of thick, gooey cum blasted out of my dick onto the floor, as my body violently convulsed over and over again. Barely two minutes had passed and I had already finished. Using my hanky, I cleaned up the enormous amount of cum I had deposited on the floor and got dressed. I opened the bedroom door and nervously waited for Hannah to return.

Carefully she peeked in, before entering and said:"I needed an excuse to go downstairs, so I brought you a soda."

"Thanks, and not just for the soda..."

"Anytime! Whenever you feel the need, just tell me... no need in being uncomfortable all night, right?"

Was she actually offering her room for me to use whenever I wanted to?

I decided not to push the matter and said:" Okay."

"So, was it... good?"

I smiled, feeling slightly embarrassed but answered truthfully:" Very, I had about thirteen minutes to spare!"

We laughed and started talking about the usual things...

A few minutes later, she got a phone call from one of her girlfriends; I knew it would take a while so I sat down on the bed and started reading my book. Once in a while, as I turned the page, I would glance at her and admire from across the room, just for a second or two. About ten minutes later, I noticed that her skirt had ridden up from her constant moving around on her chair and that her entire upper leg was now exposed. Pretty soon I was looking more at her pantyhose than at my book... I was hard as a bone again.

I waited patiently for the phone call to end, then asked:"Would you mind getting me another soda?"

"Sure, which one?" Hannah sneered.

I closed my book and shifted towards the edge of the bed:"Doesn't matter, I am not really thirsty!"

"Have fun." Hannah smiled as she got up and headed out the door.

I got off the bed and got down on my knees; keeping my clothes on this time, I just whipped out my hard dick and started jerking off. I closed my eyes and pictured Hannah in just her underwear and tights, doing all sorts of naughty things while talking to her friend on the phone. It was another winner; I blew a huge load on the floor and used my hanky to clean up every drop. After rearranging my clothes, I opened the door and continued reading my book. Several minutes later Hannah walked back in, closing the door behind her and putting two soda's on her desk. She turned to me and said:"If you keep this up, I'll have to open up a lemonade stand!"

We laughed.

Hannah, sitting down:"Can I ask you something really personal?"

"Sure."

"Do you ever think of me when you... masturbate?"

I worked up the courage and answered:"Almost every time!"

Surprised, she didn't quite know what to say or do next; so I asked:"How often do you masturbate?"

"I don't know, a few times a week... you?" she returned the question.

"About two or three times a day; every morning before breakfast and usually once or twice at night."

Hannah didn't seem surprised at the quantity, instead she looked like she was about to ask another question, but we got interrupted by her cell phone: it was another one of her girlfriends wanting to yap about trivial things... This call lasted considerably longer than the last one and I finished reading nearly two chapters by the time she hung up. By then, the moment had passed and we started talking about other things. Two more hours passed as we played some video games, listened to some music and did pretty much anything except continue the conversation we had started; as Hannah was getting tired, I decided to go and check on my mom, see if she was about ready to leave. As it turned out, they were still in the middle of a game, so after taking a leak, I went back upstairs and found Hannah laying on the bed, half asleep; while I informed her of the situation downstairs, my eyes wandered over her legs and her skirt. Although aesthetically very pleasing, it didn't cause much more than a stir in my cock, but because I didn't want her to fall asleep in my presence, I said: "You know, I could use another soda."

She looked at me surprised and asked:"Again?"

I nodded.

"Okay, but you just came up... I can't very well go downstairs now, it will arouse suspicion!"

Realizing she had a good point, I nodded and said:"You're right, I'll wait a little while longer."

"Why don't you use my mom's room this time?" she said.

I looked at her, trying to assess if she was kidding or not, eventually asked:"Seriously?"

"And... maybe this time you don't clean up." she nodded affirmatively.

My cock became fully erect as soon as she spoke those words.

I smiled, encouraged by her proposal and said:"Well, if you're sure..." as I walked towards the door.

"Hey, if you gotta go, you gotta go, right?"

"Cool, I'll be back in a few minutes!" I said and closed the door behind me.

I opened Hannah's mom's bedroom door, flicked on the light switch and walked in, dick in hand. When I noticed the little white carpet next to her bed, I smiled at how perfect of a target it presented and I kneeled down on it. As I replayed Hannah's last words over and over again in my mind, I started wanking my hard throbbing dick for all I was worth. Just like the previous two times, I quickly came and shot a moderate load all over the carpet. When I was done, I got dressed and headed back.

Hannah was waiting for me, clearly wide awake again.

"Relieved?" was all she asked.

"Suffices to say: you don't wanna step on the little white carpet with your bare feet!" I grinned.

Hannah laughed, took her pillow and as she pushed her face into it, she yelled:"Eeeewwwwwww!"

When she lowered her pillow about five seconds later, she was still smiling and whispered:"You're little perv!"

I wanted to say something, but what... something sexy and provocative, but not too much! By the time I had thought of something, the moment had passed and we just started talking again about unimportant things. Not much later, mom called me down and said that we were leaving as it was getting really late. As Hannah gave me a goodbye peck on the cheek, she whispered:"This was fun!"

We smiled at each other and parted ways.

I literally counted the days until we got together again; I thought of no one or nothing else. The anticipation of seeing her again, after what we had done, fueled my days; even more than before, she became the object of my fantasies. I refrained from masturbating the night before as well as all throughout the day itself. When we arrived, Hannah and I got comfortable in front of the tv, while our moms had a glass of wine in the kitchen. After a few minutes of small talk, Hannah briefly glanced at my crotch and remarked:"Looks like you might need a few soda's tonight... our bathroom is still being redone, so we'll need to find another venue for you to blow your load."

It was the first time that she had used the specific and exact words, the first time she had used any kind of dirty language with me. My dick twitched in my jeans, I couldn't wait to get to her room and from the looks of things, she was eager as well... not really horny, just impatient!

We had dinner and as Hannah and I cleared the table, she whispered:"You still... hard?"

I nodded affirmatively and winked at her.

A few minutes later we headed upstairs, acting as casual as we could; my heart was racing and my palms were sweating in anticipation of what would/could happen... in her room, she closed the drapes, put on a cd and said:"Seeing how I can't go downstairs again so quickly, my mom's room is the logical choice, right?"

I hesitated for a second, but then nodded and walked towards the door as slowly as I could, unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans. When I glanced at her just before walking out of the room, she looked as nervous as I felt and suddenly blurted out:"Her bed, do it on her bed..."

She had obviously been thinking about this!

Emboldened by this, I smirked and said:"You'll have to be more specific."

"What do you mean?"

"The bedspread, sheets, mattress... her pillow?"

The last option made her gasp for breath and swallow, it was the first sign of actual arousal on her part.

"Pillow?" I asked, as I gently slid my hand down my pants.

Embarrassed that I had read her preference, she asked:"Won't she know?"

"I was planning on cleaning it up, you know."

She smiled back and glanced at my hand down my pants:"But won't it leave stains?"

"Probably, but no more than on the bedspread or the sheets..."

Hannah was weighing her options.

"Maybe I should cum on something else first, so you can see exactly how it stains?" I quickly said.

We looked at each other, both realizing, that this was the first time either of us had said the word 'cum'.

"What did you have in mind?"

As I looked at her bed, I said:"Well, the closest thing to a pillow... is another pillow!"

Hannah's eyes grew big as she realized what I was talking about; she smiled widely and asked, with a feigned outrage:"You wanna cum on MY pillow?"

Now that we had both used the word, it was common language... it had been accepted. Trying to take the focus off of the act of cumming on her pillow, I said:"I don't have to do it here, I could take it with me to your mom's room... and bring it back when I am done." She looked at me and hesitated, fighting a wide grin on her face.

I added:"Just for scientific reasons... to study the staining process before I do it anywhere else."

She reached for her pillow and handed it to me, unable to contain her smile or her arousal.

"Be kind to it!" she whispered and then crossed her arms, putting one hand in front of her mouth, trying to hide her amusement. Her pillow was dark red with little pink hearts; it would make for a nice contrast with my cum. I took a few steps backwards and whispered:"I'll be right back." walking out of the room.

Needless to say I was thrilled: events had taken a turn I couldn't have dreamed up! As I kneeled down in her mom's room with her pillow positioned directly in front of me, I had to control myself and keep myself from cumming right then; after all I didn't want to go back to Hannah's room with just a few drops on her pillow!

I concentrated and really took my time, working myself up towards a nice, big orgasm. When I came, I made sure to cover as much of the pillow as I could. I shot six big, gooey strands of cum across the pillow, followed by several smaller - but equally gooey - volleys; finally, I squeezed out the last few drops and wiped off my cock on one of the last clean areas on the pillow. It had to be one of the biggest loads I had ever blown! Proud as a peacock I got dressed and walked back into Hannah's room, holding the pillow with the stained side facing up...

She was browsing through her cds, no doubt keeping herself busy while she waited for the result of our 'science experiment'. When she saw the pillow, her mouth fell open and her eyes nearly popped out of her head as she gasped:"Oh my god, that's just one load?!"

I nodded and said:"Uhuh." as she reached out and took the pillow with both hands.

Not taking her eyes off it, she gasped for air again and said:"You... you completely drenched it!"

As her face had returned to normal, I couldn't tell if this was good thing or not, so I asked:"I'm sorry, do you want me to clean it up?"

Speaking without thinking, she blurted out:"With what, a bath towel?!"

We both started laughing. Then she said:"My god, it's so much..."

After a few seconds, she seemed to realize what she had just avoided, slapped my arm playfully and said:"And you wanted to do this on my mom's pillow... how could she possibly not have noticed??!"

I reached in my pocket, took out my clean hanky and said:"I would have cleaned it up... like this."

As I scooped up all the cum and rubbed the resulting stains as dry as I could, Hannah said:"You're suspiciously adept at this!"

Again we laughed. I folded my hanky and carefully put it back in my pants pocket, as I said:"Give it a few hours to dry up: it will be hardly noticeable."

As she looked at her pillow some more, I asked:"What are you thinking?"

Blushing she said:"I am thinking that I could use a nice soda myself right about now!"

I could literally feel my heartbeat all throughout my body as she said that.

Reacting as quickly and cool as possible, I said:"Say no more, I'll make myself scarce..."

As I turned and took one step towards the door, she threw the pillow on the bed and stopped me, touching my arm. "Don't be silly, I was just kidding around..." she lied.

Before I could react, she added, with a clear sarcastic undertone:"Besides, good girls don't do such things!"

"I am pretty sure good girls don't have cum all over their pillows either."

Slightly embarrassed, she giggled:"Still..."

I could see she wasn't 100% up for it, so I didn't want to press the matter and quickly put an end to the conversation. "Maybe some other time... so, how about I beat you at some video games."


How Hannah and I Got Together Ch. 02



And boy, did I have fun with it!

Knowing she'd had given me one of her most intimate pieces of clothing, knowing fully well what I'd be doing with it! It was exhilarating to touch the fabric that had held her beautiful breasts and perky nipples.

I was literally counting the days till I'd see her again: I was like a kid waiting for Christmas morning.

Finally Friday came.

I had showered extensively and for like the third time in my life I was wearing cologne. When we arrived, Hannah opened the door – she was wearing cut-off jeans and a grey halter top, topped off by little white socks and white sneakers; an incredible hot sight! It was as if she'd just stepped out of a soft porn movie with that outfit on. After giving my mom a peck on the cheek, she smiled when she saw me ogling her, pleased with the effect she was having on me. While leaning in to kiss her, I ran my nose across her cheek, taking in her scent. After greeting her mom, we split off and while our moms walked into the kitchen, Hannah and I sat down on the couch; she had a naughty smile on her face when she asked:"So, how's my poor bra doing? Still in one piece?" 

"Oh it's still in one piece, it's just that the color has faded a little... to white." I joked as I reached in my bag and took out her bra. She giggled as she saw the state her bra was in; I had cum at least twenty times on it over the course of the past week and so the dried-up cum stains were plainly visible. As she was examining it, I whispered:"Nothing a good washing cycle won't fix!"

She looked at me, playfully and said:"Who says I am going to wash it?"

That statement, as if I wasn't hard enough already, caused my dick to jump up and push against the inside of my jeans; holding the bra in her hand, she got up and left the room, saying:"I'll be right back."

I looked back to check on our moms, still chatting in the kitchen, while I waited impatiently for her to come back. When she walked in empty-handed, I figured she'd stashed the bra somewhere to avoid detection, but as she sat back down on the couch next to me, she opened up the cleavage of her halter top and showed me the strap of the her bra!

"Is that the one with..." I asked perplexed.

"Mm uhuh." she giggled, clearly feeling very naughty and excited.

She looked down at my bulge - which was no doubt visible from across the street after what she'd just done - and placed her index finger on it, wiggling it up and down a couple of times as she whispered:"Yeah, you like that don't you, you naughty little boy!" Shocked that she'd actually touched it, I gasped and groaned as her finger moved the head of my dick around; when she saw what an effect she was having on me, she passionately asked:"You're close aren't you?"

"Like you wouldn't believe!" I gasped.

Instead of just a finger, she started using her entire hand to fondle me and after a few seconds her hand gently gripped around the outline of my hard dick; she squeezed it gently and whispered:"I am going to make you cum in your pants!" She tightened her grip around my clothed tube and increased the speed of her massaging, practically giving me a hand job through my jeans. Hearing her say that, combined with what she was doing, made me cum much faster than I ever thought possible; a soft moan escaped my lips as I put one hand on her shoulder. Hannah looked me in the eye and smiled proudly when she realized I was ejaculating, in my pants. She kept her hand on my crotch for minutes afterwards, gently kneading and stroking my decreasing bulge.

Then, she disappeared for a moment and came back with a wet washcloth and got on her knees in front of me. "You poor thing, I've made you all sticky and wet... here let me make it all better." she whispered.

She pushed me onto my back on the couch, slid the washcloth under the waistband of my jeans, then into my boxers until she felt my semi-hard dick through the cloth and whispered:"There you are!"

I squirmed at the cold temperature of the cloth, making her giggle. Carefully, but thoroughly she ran the washcloth over my pubic hair, my semi-hard dick and finally my balls.

As she pulled back out, she asked:"Did I get it all?"

I smiled at her and said:"I don't think so, maybe you should do a visual examination!"

Smiling mischievously, Hannah put down the washcloth and gently unbuttoned my jeans; when I lifted my hips, she pulled them down along with my boxers, causing my dick to twitch. Hannah glanced over my entire groin area from afar and whispered:"Looks clean to me!"

"Maybe you should have a closer look." I whispered, fighting a smile.

"Oh really?" Hannah said playfully. "How close?" as she started leaning forward.

"A little closer... a little closer... a little bit more." I whispered, as Hannah kept leaning her head in closer.

"Just a little more." I whispered as I could already feel her breath on my shaft and balls. She lowered her head another inch until her nose actually touched the skin of my shaft; I flexed my hardening dick repeatedly, softly tapping her nose with it, much to her amusement. After ten seconds or so, her smile faded and she turned her head to look at me, her eyes filled with lust. She laid her hand on the top half of my dick, ever so gently pulling back the skin of my shaft, pushing the head further out, making me rock hard in just a few moments.

Then suddenly, without any warning, she moved her head forward and pushed her pouted lips against my hard dick head, exerting a faint sucking pressure. Startled, I propped myself up on my elbows to look at her, not believing what I was feeling: was her sensual, beautiful mouth actually touching my hard dick?

Her tender sucking motion evolved into a sort of nibbling, but only at the tip - the most sensitive part - making me moan and squirm while she hardly had to move! My dick grew to monumental proportions, forcing her to either pull back or accommodate more of my shaft in her mouth. Hannah chose the latter...

Exerting more pressure with her lips now, she began shifting her head back and forth, sliding more and more of my dick back and forth in her warm mouth; she was driving me crazy, stimulating me in a way I had never been stimulated before. Although I had cum just a few minutes ago, I was harder than ever as Hannah had to press my dick down to keep it from jumping up and slipping out of her mouth. A few minutes later, she sat up and asked:"How was that?"

Stuttering, I replied:"Un... believable, you've no idea how good that felt!"

"Good." she replied. "Then, you're going to love this."

Grabbing the base of my hard dick with her right hand, she put her lips at the tip and slid her mouth down as far as she could and back up again; as she glanced at me, she saw me staring at her with open mouth and smiled at the effect she was having on me. Just when I wanted to say something, she repeated her actions, sending jolts of pleasure through my body, making it impossible for me to form any words. She gave me a naughty smile when she came back up and said:"Oh, I am sorry, did you want to say something?"

Just when I opened my mouth again, she tightened her grip around the base of my dick and loosely grabbed my shaft with her other hand, jerking it up and down extremely fast... all I could utter was a deep moan, much to her amusement. After a few seconds, she stopped and said:"Oh, I am sorry, I did it again... go ahead!"

I smiled at her, knowing what was going to happen and whispered:" I just..."

Immediately her hand was flying up and down my throbbing shaft again, but this time she also took the tip of my dick in her mouth, sucking it fiercely: this triggered an orgasm I couldn't possibly hope to hold back.

Not sure if she wanted me to cum in her mouth or not, I leaned on one elbow and used the other hand to gently push her head away as I whispered:"Hannah, I am cumming!" But instead of pulling back, she kept bobbing her head up and down while stroking my massive shaft, clearly indicating that she wanted my cum in her mouth... this sent my body into an orgasmic fit, the likes of which I had never experienced! I clenched my eyes shut as my body started spasming out of control, shooting my fresh load into her warm willing mouth. My heart was racing so fast that I could feel it beat all throughout my body!

When my orgasm was over, Hannah let my dick slip from her mouth, swallowed my cum and took me back into her mouth while her hands kept fondling my balls.

"That was absolutely fantastic Hannah... god, you were amazing!" I stuttered. She smiled up at me, making sure my shrinking dick didn't slip out of her mouth, while I gently ran my hand through her hair... we stayed like that for several minutes, until a noise from the kitchen reminded us that we were not alone. Hannah got up and took care of the washcloth, while I pulled up my jeans and boxers.

When she returned and sat down next to me, I extended my hand, put two fingers on the couch in between her legs and playfully walked my fingers towards her crotch slowly, whispering:"So, you want me to return the favor?" Hannah giggled as she pushed my hand away and snuggled against me as she whispered:"Mmmm, maybe after dinner!" I wrapped my arm around her for a moment and gave her a big hug.

During and after dinner, we had an extensive conversation with our moms about the generation gap in music and the difference between youth today and back in the days... eventually, when they realized they couldn't compete with the combined verbal skill of both myself and Hannah, they took out the wineglasses and started their game night. Before we went up to her room, Hannah whispered in my ear to stay behind for a few minutes. I faked a trip to the outhouse in order to give her a head start.

When I walked into her bedroom about five minutes later, she'd put on a short black skirt and a sleeveless yellow T-shirt; seated on the bed, deliberately taking up all the space she politely invited me to sit across from her on her desk chair, as it would "talk easier"!

Straightaway she uncrossed her legs and parted them a little bit; perceiving it as just a random movement, I ignored it and we continued talking. But when she parted her legs a little more not a minute later, I realized what she was doing and squeezed my crotch, signifying that I was playing along with her little game. While keeping the conversation alive, she slumped back against the pillows and stuffed animals and slid down just a little bit, causing her skirt to ride up. Gradually she parted her legs more and slumped back a little further, up until the point where I could see she was no longer wearing any panties!

By now I was looking more between her legs than at her face. Realizing that I was too distracted to talk, Hannah did nearly all of the talking whilst continuing to expose more of herself in a maddeningly slow pace. As if she could see herself from my vantage point, she stopped right before her pussy would come into full view and didn't move another muscle for minutes, much to my frustration!

Eventually, she slid her hand between the hem of her skirt and her soft skin and moved down towards her pussy; two seconds later I could see movement between her legs and I knew she was playing with herself, right in front of me! Strangely enough her conversation skills seemed unaffected as she kept yapping away while her hand was roaming delicately between her legs; her body squirming and her eyes gleaming with sheer lust. To make matters even worse, she started kneading her breasts with her free hand: my dick was about to stage a coup if I didn't start paying attention to it soon!

Unzipping my pants, I reached in to find my hard dick and asked:"You mind?" realizing that she probably wanted to be in control. She thought for a few seconds, then redrew her hands, readjusted her skirt to assume a more decent pose and replied:"I'll even let you jerk off if I can pick where you blow your load."

"Yesss." I hissed, as if that was any kind of concession on my part.

"Remember that little white carpet in my mom's room?" she asked casually, making my dick twitch.

When I nodded, Hannah got up and said:"Let's go!"

I followed her into her mom's room, where she walked up to the carpet and said, her voice filled with lust:"Take off your clothes, I want you to be completely naked!"

I quickly shed my clothes and looked down at my aching dick which was vibrating by itself. Hannah, nearly as horny as I was, said:"Now get on your knees and drench it!" as she pointed at the carpet. Finally I could grab my dick and pump it... god, how I needed that!

"I want you to shoot a really big load; thick, white, gooey ropes all over!" Hannah said, as she pulled her yellow sleeveless T-shirt over her head and started kneading her breasts through her bra. Motivated to deliver a huge load as requested, I sank to my knees and slowed down my wanking, concentrating on delaying my orgasm while pumping as hard and as fast as I could without actually cumming. I had to release my grip a couple of times - whenever I got carried away - but Hannah kept inspiring me by caressing herself all over and taking off her bra a few minutes later, then unzipping her skirt a few minutes after that.

With just her hands keeping her skirt from falling to the ground, she continued to tease me by allowing the skirt to slide down little by little until the top of her pussy came into sight. Then, she used the palms of her hands to keep the upper part of her skirt in place while wrinkling the fabric and pulling the skirt up, until the bottom of her pussy was showing as well. By now, I had been pumping a good fourteen minutes to this incredible erotic scene and I was more than ready to deliver the promised load!

"I am gonna blow, let me see it!" I grunted, crazy with lust.

Without moving any other muscle she relaxed her hands, causing her skirt to drop to the floor. Her pussy - which had eluded me for so long - was now suddenly in full view. As I gawked at it, I fired off an unparalleled amount of cum with an equally impressive force! Hannah just stood there, completely naked, watching my body convulse and spasm over and over again, as I squirted thick strands of cum all over the little white carpet. 

Without taking her eyes off of my dick, she squatted down next to me and ran her hand through my hair and down my neck, gently dragging her nails over my entire backside. This delightful sensation only acted as fuel on the already explosive nature of my orgasm and made me convulse even more fiercely. In the heat of the moment, while the last drops of cum were dripping from my worn out dick, I pressed my hand against her moist pussy and kissed her full on the mouth. For a moment she was taken aback, but very quickly relaxed and not only started kissing me back, but also opened her legs as far as they would go in her squatted position, presenting me with unrestricted access to her pussy. Before long we were passionately French kissing and while she was running her hands all over my skin, I was tenderly exploring her outer lips and her clit. Then she did something I hadn't expected - a clear sign of exactly how horny she was: she sat down on the ground and leaned back, lowering her back onto the sperm-drenched carpet. Her eyes gleamed with lust and amusement as her mouth opened, in response to the awkwardness of feeling my gooey, sticky sperm clinging to her back

"What are you doing?" I whispered surprised.

Laying fully on her back now, Hannah brought one hand to her breasts and the other one down between her legs, whispering:"You've gotten me so wet!"

Watching her caress herself, I whispered:"You're so beautiful!"

Hannah smiled and whispered:"You know, this is the first time that we're completely naked together."

I nodded and said:" Shame on you for making me wait this long... I'll have to punish you, you know!"

"Oh really?" she dared me playfully.

I leaned in closer, my mouth just a few inches above her skin, and gently started blowing on her breasts; first, she giggled, but as soon as her nipples got hard, she stopped smiling all together and placed the hand that was below her breasts on the back of my head, gently pushing me down. A few seconds later my lips touched her soft breast for the first time, making her gasp for breath as she ran her hand through my hair, encouraging me to continue. A careful touch of the lips turned into a full blown kiss and then into a loving sucking motion, making her twist, moan and giggle all at once! Several minutes later, I switched boobs and started all over again; her hand on the back of my head followed me and continued to caress me. Later, I moved my mouth up to hers and gave her nice big French kiss, while my hands wandered her chest, gently playing with her areolas and her sensitive, hard nipples. When we eventually broke the kiss, I placed my hand on top of hers between her legs and whispered:"I want to give you an orgasm, teach me how!"

Hannah didn't smile this time, but opened her legs a little wider and as our hands switched positions, her fingers intertwined with mine. While she guided my fingers to her clitoris, she whispered:"Feel that?"

As my fingers studied the location indicated, I asked:"This little knob?"

"Play with it, but be gentle!" she whispered as she redrew her hand, leaving me to fend for myself.

"That's it?" I asked perplexed.

"Were you expecting a map and a guide book?" she giggled.

Kidding around, I placed my mouth over her boob again and started flicking her nipple with my tongue stretched out, expecting her to giggle and squirm; instead she just looked at me, her eyes filled with lust. Realizing how horny she was, I decided to get on with it and so I gently placed one finger in the middle of her clit and started making circular motions. Hannah closed her eyes and began to moan. Experimenting, I started moving my finger sideways, left to right, right to left and back again... as this appeared to have an even greater effect, I slowly turned up the pace and started exerting a little more pressure. She writhed and squirmed for minutes on end, sighing and moaning, twisting her hot, gorgeous body. Eventually, she got so worked up that she pushed my hand away, got on her knees and inserted two fingers in her aching pussy.

"God, I need to get off or I'll go crazy!" she moaned.

Slightly embarrassed by this extremely intimate display, I didn't know what to do, so I just looked and didn't move a muscle. Gradually her breathing got heavier and she really went to town on herself, using her free hand to grope and roughly massage her left boob, then running it passionately over her face and through her hair, not quite knowing what to do with her pent up sexual energy. Her moans became louder and more frequent as her hand was going berserk between her legs. In an atypical lucid moment, I got behind her on my knees and gently started dragging my finger nails over her arms and shoulders, which made her moan even louder. Emboldened by her reaction, I reached around and started massaging her boobs gently with both hands; a little too gently apparently, because her free hand grabbed mine and showed me exactly how rough she wanted it. As I followed her not so subtle instructions, she whispered:"Ooh yeah, that's it!" as her head starting moving from left to right and back again, indicating that she'd be orgasming any second now. Her body started convulsing and gyrating back against me as she kept pistoning her fingers in and out of her entrance; completely lost in orgasmic bliss, she clamped her eyes shut and opened her mouth wide without making a sound. It was an incredible sight and experience – before that moment I never realized that a woman could orgasm so spectacularly! When hers was over, she reclined against me and relaxed, her body trembling and shaking with every touch and caress of my hand.




How Hannah and I Got Together Ch. 02



After a little while, we got onto the bed and snuggled against each other, talking for a while, before drifting off to sleep in each other's arms. We were awoken by Hannah's mom's voice calling us down some time later. We picked up our clothes and restored everything in the room to its previous position, snuck out and pretended to walk out of Hannah's room as if we'd been up there the whole time.

We joined our moms downstairs and said our goodbyes.

In the course of the following week the carnival came to town. It was THE place to be for young people like Hannah and myself and so after driving to Hannah's house, we told our moms we'd be walking to the carnival as it was a beautiful night and the fresh air would do us good. We were barely around the corner when we started kissing and feeling each other up, as discretely as possible.

After a few minutes, Hannah said:"Follow me, I've got an idea!"

She led me to the dirt path that ran behind her house, it separated their garden – along with the gardens of their neighbors – from a huge corn field; badly lit, it was perfect for our naughty activities! After kissing and fondling each other for another ten minutes, Hannah gave me a naughty smile and whispered:"How about a dare contest, the loser pays for the drinks at the carnival."

Feeling pretty frisky, I raised the stakes and replied:"How about the loser pays for everything?"

"Deal."

"Ok, let's see what you've got." I said.

Hannah took a quick look around before taking off her sweater and hanging it over the fence, separating the dirt path from the corn field. Then she reached under her left arm and lowered the zipper of her dress all the way down and carefully stepped out of it, hanging it next to her sweater. While I gawked at her white panties and bra, she placed her hand on her left hip as she pushed that hip out, creating a very sexy pose.

"Your turn." she said, after giving me a few seconds to lust after her.

After making sure we were still alone on the path, I quickly took off my jeans along with my undies in a single motion. Hannah was pleasantly surprised as my semi-hard dick jumped up. I gripped the base of it with one hand, while giving myself a few good strokes with the other until I was rock hard. Figuring I had outdone her by now, I said:"Your turn!"

Without hesitating too long, she took off her bra and her panties and hung them over the fence over her other clothes; naked except for her shoes, she walked towards the end of the path, until the lighting from the perpendicular alley almost completely illuminated her body. She lingered there for almost a minute, then came back with a big grin on her face and whispered:"Beat that, if you can!"

Matching her dare, I took off the rest of my clothes – except for my shoes and socks – and walked to end of the path, like she'd done; then, jerking my big throbbing dick I walked into the alley and into plain sight. Aside from connecting the main road - where Hannah's front door was - to the dirt path, this alley had no function and was therefor of little interest to anyone passing by. As a result the risk of detection was relatively small, but it was exhilarating nonetheless – after all, anyone passing by the alley and looking in would see me naked, pumping my hard dick with both hands. After several minutes, I turned to head back to Hannah, when I saw her standing just three feet away from me.

Determined to outdo me, she put her hand on my shoulder, indicating that I should remain in my current position and stepped in front of me, her back towards the entrance of the alley. Then she bent forward, taking my aching dick in her mouth and bobbing her head up and down the entire shaft. To top it off, she placed her feet wide apart, giving any potential passer-by a beautiful view of her bum and - provided they had 20/20 vision – her pussy. After sucking me for a good minute or two, she got up and smiled as she stepped back into the cover of darkness of the dirt path. With my dick painfully erect, I followed her and whispered:"I can't believe you just did that, that was so wrong in so many ways!"

Hannah turned around and as she kept walking backwards, glanced at my shaft bouncing obscenely up and down and smirked:"Yeah, I can see it's really bothering you."

Not waiting for my comeback, she continued:"Mmmm, I am just wondering how you're going to beat that!"

"I was thinking of using just my right hand this time." I joked.

Hannah rolled her eyes, but was unable to hide a wide smile before turning around. All kidding aside, I was wondering that exact same thing; she had raised the bar pretty high by going down on me in the alley. Realizing I was close to losing this dare contest, I decided to go with the most far-fetched insane idea I could think of: I picked up my clothes off the ground, took hers from the fence and threw them all into the corn field as far as I could. Before Hannah could object, I lifted her off the ground and into my arms, and walked towards the back of her house; after I roughly kicked open the porch, I carried her into her own backyard.

"What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice trembling with excitement.

"Trust me." I said, passing the outhouse.

"Oh my god, they'll see us." she whispered, as we could see our moms' faces through the window.

"No they can't, it's too dark outside." I said, not really knowing what I was talking about.

As we walked closer, Hannah curled up further in my arms, making herself as small as possible, as if it would lower the chance of detection; luckily for the both of us, we reached the back door without being seen.

"Hold on." I whispered, as I used one hand to open the door.

"Oh my god, you're crazy." she whispered softly as she tightened her grip around my neck. I silently closed the door behind us and tiptoed through the kitchen and into the dark hallway; going on memory more than on sight, I slowly took one step after another, making my way to the bottom of the stairs and started carrying her upstairs. Halfway up, Hannah was noticeably more relaxed as she gave me a peck on the cheek and slowly licked her way to my ear, which she scrupulously started exploring with her tongue. 

Smiling, I climbed the last few steps to her room and used her naked bum to push down the door knob, carrying her in and gently laying her down on the bed; after closing the door, I carefully crawled on top of her and started kissing her passionately. Pretty soon our bodies were entangled in the darkness of her room, only the faint moonlight shining through her large window to provide us with some minimal illumination. I ran my hands through her hair, over her breasts and her thighs, while she ran hers through my hair and down my back over and over again. When I felt the time was right, I pressed my hard dick against her thigh and started moving up bit by bit, until I was right in front of her entrance.

Suddenly she reached down between our legs and guided the tip of my hard dick inside of her...

"Are you sure?" I whispered.

"If you pull out, I'll kick your ass and throw you down the stairs."

Normally a comment like this would have cracked me up, but due to the circumstances, it only fueled my own lust and so I carefully penetrated her as far as I could, in one long, slow and gentle push. Because Hannah was soaking wet, I accidently slipped out as I pulled back. She immediately protested by letting out a deep moan; as she grabbed both sides of her head in frustration, she whispered:"That's it, I am kicking your ass!"

As quickly as possible – while hardly being able to contain my amusement - I pushed my wet dick against her pussy and penetrated her again, causing Hannah to gasp and moan all over again. I leaned over her, placed my hands next to her head and started screwing her slowly and deeply, making sure I didn't slip out again!

After several wonderful minutes, I got on my knees between her legs and slowly pushed her knees back until her feet were resting against my chest, then penetrated her again; because my eyes had grown accustomed to the dark, the faint moonlight was enough for me to see Hannah's face contorting with blissful agony as I shafted her very, very deep!!!

After she gasped in some air, she whispered:"Oh my god, you're huge!!!" as she clawed at the bed and her pillow. With each gentle thrust, I ventured a little deeper into her pleasure cave and pretty soon I was nudging against her cervix, which triggered a much needed orgasm within Hannah. As her head started rolling from left to right and back again, I established a nice, steady rhythm and started screwing her, gently but firm and deep. Determined to give her the time of her life, I couldn't afford to get off yet, so I forced myself to think of non-sexual things for a few seconds at a time, each time I was getting too close. My approach seemed to pay off, as two minutes later Hannah took her pillow and used both hands to stuff it in her face in an effort to muffle her cries as the full force of her orgasm hit her. Her muffled cries made my predicament even worse and it took all of my concentration and determination not to shoot my load just yet; I kept screwing her like that for another couple of minutes while she kept letting out high pitched scream deep in her pillow.

Eventually she pushed the pillow off of her face and whispered, panting, completely out of breath:"Oh god, I don't know how much more of this I can take, you're driving me crazy!!!"

"Mission accomplished." I thought to myself as I stopped trying to hold off my orgasm. It took me exactly five seconds to start grunting and groaning; pulling out just in time, I jerked myself to a spectacular finish between her legs and all over her stomach and thighs. Feeling my cum rain down on her skin, she moaned with a wide grin and sighed contently.

When my orgasm was over, I lay down next to her and whispered:"That was... amazing!"

Hannah turned her head towards me and panted:"Yes it was!"

I looked at her and moved my lips towards hers; with both of us still catching our breath we had to breath through our noses for the duration of our kiss, but it was worth it. After the kiss we just rested there for a few minutes, on our side, our bodies turned towards each other; Hannah's right hand caressing my naked body and my left hand caressing hers. Neither of us said a word, we were just enjoying the moment.

Although her hand rarely came anywhere near my wet dick, it reacted to her touch nonetheless; after only ten minutes I was hard as a bone again. When she bumped her hand against my little head, she smiled surprised and whispered:"Oh my, is he ready again?"

"You bet ya!" I whispered.

Hannah rolled onto her back and hiked up her legs, whispering:"Come on then, lover!"

Eagerly, I got on my knees between her legs and gently entered her again.

"Oh yessss..." she whispered.

While I established a comfortable rhythm, I gently placed my hands on her boobs and squeezed them; the feeling of holding them while I was shafting her, made my dick grow to its full potential yet again. Hannah reached back and pressed her hands against the head board, acquiring the support she needed to start humping back against me, actually slamming herself onto my pole with every thrust. I lowered my head and started kissing and licking her boobs, then kissing her lips, her neck, back to her boobs... etc.

After almost ten minutes of heavenly screwing, I couldn't hold it in any longer. "Oh shit, I am cumming." I muttered as I started pulling back, getting my right hand ready to finish the job.

Hannah immediately locked her legs around my backside and replied:"Don't pull out, I want to feel you shoot inside of me!" Too far gone to ask for confirmation, I slammed my dick up to the root several times as my body convulsed and bucked wildly; surprised and a little alarmed, but taking it like a real woman, Hannah moaned and gasped as I penetrated her even deeper than before. Unfortunately for her, the extra deep penetrations quickly subsided as my orgasm died down. Panting, I collapsed on top of her and then rolled off, whispering:"So did you feel me explode?" Hannah gently placed her hand on my head and as she ran it through my hair, she giggled:"No, I was too busy keeping your dick away from my stomach!"

I laughed, but felt like a million bucks after a compliment like that.

"I hope I didn't hurt you." I said.

"A little awkward maybe, but you didn't hurt me." she replied.

We snuggled and talked for the longest time, enjoying each other's company and nakedness, tremendously happy and without a care in the world. When the conversation was getting a bit stale, she unceremoniously asked:"Can you go again? I am horny..."

"I would love to, but I am not sure that I can get it up again, this soon and for a third time!"

"Well, then we'll just have to jumpstart you, won't we?" she said as she scooted down the bed until her face was near my crotch; slowly she opened her willing mouth and swallowed my flaccid dick in one gulp.

"What are you doing, he's still wet from being inside of you!" I said in an attempt to be chivalrous. Letting my dick slip from her mouth for a second, she replied:"Yeah, like I've never tasted myself before!"

While I started fantasizing about what she meant by that, she took my dick back in her mouth, trying to suck and lick it back to life; she moaned suggestively and slid down further until she was on her knees in front of the bed, with my legs hanging next to her face; her head eagerly bobbing up and down. It took her only a few minutes to get my tool growing again and another couple minutes to get it completely hard. When I was hard enough to her liking, she stopped sucking and said:"This will do!"

I scooted over to make room for her on the bed, but she had something else in mind: instead of getting up, she got on all fours and slowly turned to crawl away from me, so that her head was facing the window and her bum was pointing in my direction. When she had assumed the position she had in mind, she looked back at me and asked:"Well?"

I quickly got on my knees behind her and asked:"Uhm, what do you want me to..."

"Don't get any ideas mister... just my pussy for now!" she smirked.

I laughed and as I pushed my hard dick against her tooshie a little too clumsily, she giggled and said:"Just so we're on the same page: it's the bottom opening you're looking for!" We laughed and I playfully slapped her across the ass, whispering:"Stop distracting me, unless you wanna suck me hard again!"

She looked back and purred:"Maybe later, after you've been inside of me again!" followed by the cutest little giggle. Needless this caused my dick to swell up to its maximum size yet again; I didn't waste any time and guided my tool into her pussy and pushed forward.

"Careful!" Hannah hissed as I slowly slid my pole all the way up her love tunnel; when I noticed I had gone as deep as she could take me, I started screwing her at a nice, slow pace.

"Oh yeah!" she moaned as it didn't take her very long to start bucking against me, moaning and rolling her head in pleasure. As I had already cum twice, I had no problem delaying my own orgasm long enough to give her a sensational orgasm, especially in this favorable position; unable to cover her face this time – as she was leaning on her hands - she whimpered and moaned as quietly as possible, while her head jerked wildly in all directions. After making her moan and grunt incessantly for over two minutes, I was getting close myself and said:"Tell me when you want me to cum!" knowing that blowing my load on demand would most likely impress her. In between fiery gasps, she grunted:"NOW!"

I looked down at her naked, sweaty body in the pale moonlight and thought:"Look at this gorgeous girl, on her hands and knees, willingly accepting my big shaft in her warm, wet..."

Then everything went dark and I felt my balls contracting, shooting whatever sperm was left in them, deep into her pussy; after I pulled out, Hannah relaxed and slowly slid her hands forward over the ground until she was flat on her stomach. Deeply satisfied, she sighed and whispered:"God, you've pounded the stuffing out of me!"

I sat down on my butt, my back leaning against the bed and replied:"You're welcome."

Turning her head my way, without moving any other part of her body, she said:"I officially like doggy-style: I really do... big fan, right here!"

I grinned and said:"Yeah, you really opened up to me!"

She laughed, then said:"Instead of making fun of me, you'd better concentrate on getting hard again, because I am going to wanna to do this again real soon... in say half an hour?"

Needless to say, we never made it to that carnival; instead, we made love over and over again; not just that night, but nearly every night we were together after that!

I married Hannah three years later and we've been making sweet love ever since!

THE END.



How Hannah and I Got Together



"I'd rather just talk if that's okay." she said as she tapped on the bed, inviting me to take a seat next to her.

Hannah started talking about minor and slightly bigger problems at college; typical stuff for girls her age, I guess.

Gradually I began reacting to some of the things she said and pretty soon, I was telling her some of my problems/experiences. The conversation then evolved to a more personal level and in less than an hour I was telling her things I didn't even tell my friends... Although there was an obvious sexual tension between us, the conversation never became awkward or boring; we were perfectly at ease with each other. Eventually we were interrupted by her cell phone, ringing and vibrating on her desk.

She got up, looked at the display and said:"Sorry, I'll just answer this text and then I'll switch it off."

"No problem." I said as my eyes wandered over her entire backside, focusing on her legs and ass.

While she was texting, she made a quarter-turn towards the light of her desk lamp, so that she was now standing in profile. When she glanced up from her cell phone in between the words she was texting, she caught me staring and smiled. While finishing her text, she glanced over a couple of more times, each time smiling a little less and becoming more aroused... When she eventually put the phone down, she turned to face me, leaned against her desk and said:"Ask me something... anything!"

A little surprised, I thought for a few seconds and then asked:"What color underwear are you wearing?"

She looked at me and asked:"Top or bottom?"

"Both."

To my surprise, she used her left thumb to push her jeans away from her skin and slowly reached inside to pull up her panties over the top of her jeans, far enough to expose about three centimeters of them... they were dark red with a thin purple line at the edge.

A few seconds later her other hand slid in her cleavage and slowly pulled out her black shoulder strap. "How do I know that the rest of your bra is the same color?" I challenged her.

Hannah let go of both her panties and the strap and slowly took the hem of her top with both hands... slowly, agonizing slowly, she started pulling it up as she looked straight at me. After a few seconds the bottom half of both cups came into view... she stopped when they were half exposed, just below the nipple line and softly whispered: "Do you need to take care of something?" looking at my crotch.

Keeping my eyes on her half-exposed cups, I swallowed and said:"Like you wouldn't believe!"

As she slowly started lowering her top again, she whispered:"If you had to, could you do it in the outhouse?"

Surprised and a little disappointed, I replied:"I could, but..."

"Would you... for me? I'd like you to get on your knees in the outhouse and masturbate, can you do that?"

Not about to spoil the moment, I said:"Anything you want." and got up.

I went downstairs and walked out the back door, heading straight for the outhouse. Halfway to my destination, I was so horny that I took out my rock hard dick and wanked it a few times. I walked in and got on my knees; after about forty-five seconds, I suddenly heard the back door opening and footsteps coming closer.

Because the bottom thirty centimeters of the outhouse door were open, I jumped up, not wanting my mom or Hannah's mom to see me kneeling in there. When the footsteps came nearer, I heard Hannah's voice whispering:"It's me."

Out of reflex, I asked:"What are you doing, what if they see you?"

Now standing right outside the outhouse, she said:"No big deal, I'm queuing for the john... are you on your knees?"

After hesitating for a second, I kneeled back down and whispered:"Yes!"

"Are you facing the door?" she asked.

"Yes." I replied, my voice nearly cracking under the pressure of my arousal as I rubbed my dick ever so softly.

Suddenly she stuck her bare foot in, through the opening at the bottom of the door; after carefully exploring for a few seconds, her foot touched my hand and the tip of my penis; I exploded almost immediately and moaned as I covered her foot in my warm cum.

My mind went blank from extreme pleasure and as my body convulsed wildly, Hannah's foot slid further up and in between my legs. As her wiggling toes touched my balls, powerful jolts of pleasure ripped through my body and I splattered same more cum on her instep. Violently convulsing, my body tried it's best to cope with the most powerful orgasm it had ever experienced. As my movements slowed down, Hannah redrew her foot and whispered:"How was that?"

Out of breath, I replied:"Amazing, absolutely amazing..."

I could practically hear her smiling as she said:"Glad you liked it!"

About three seconds later, she asked:"Could you stay downstairs for about fifteen minutes; I desperately need to masturbate!"

"Sure, take all the time you need!" I said, trying to act as if that wasn't one of the coolest things any girl had ever said to me.

"I'll come and get you when I am done." as she scurried down the path towards the house.

An enormous grin came over my face as I couldn't believe how lucky I was... this was better than my most exotic fantasy! After enjoying the solitude of isolation for another few minutes, savoring the aftermath of my orgasm, I got up and walked back inside. I washed my hands, took a soda from the fridge and talked to our moms for a few minutes, before installing myself in front of the tv.

Suddenly Hannah's mom asked:"The two of you aren't fighting are you?"

Smiling to myself - if she only knew how wrong she was - I replied:"No no, Hannah's on the phone with a girl from her class; all that gossiping is giving me a headache."

Apparently satisfied with my explanation, she smiled and turned her attention back to the game. As I was flicking through the channels, I couldn't stop thinking about what Hannah was really doing up there. Impatiently I waited and watched the minutes passing one by one on the display of the VCR. Finally after nearly twenty minutes, she walked into the living room with a big grin on her face, still looking a bit flushed. As she came closer, I could smell the soap she had used to refresh herself with...

Intoxicated with her scent and not thinking clearly, I spoke without thinking:"God, you smell nice!"

I felt like a fool the very next second for giving her such a lame compliment, but fortunately, she gave me the sweetest smile and whispered in a soft and sexy voice:"Thank you."

When she beckoned me to follow her, I nearly jumped off the couch.

Once back in her room, I looked at her feet, not completely sure which one she'd stuck underneath the outhouse door. She caught me looking at them, laughed and said:"Stop it, I washed it off."

"Before or after?" I asked boldly.

"Wouldn't you like to know." she teased back.

Not giving me time to reformulate my question, she walked over to the bed and said:"Let's see if the pillow is dry yet."

She held the pillow up and meticulously examined the fabric for any remaining stains.

After giving her a few seconds, I asked:"Well?"

"Hmmm, it's almost completely gone... there are some faint spots left, but nothing too obvious."

"Told ya." I said.

Before either of us could say another word, mom called me down and said:"We're leaving, you've got classes tomorrow!"

Disappointed about all the things I didn't get a chance to say, but at the same time extremely happy with how things were evolving between us, I said goodbye to Hannah as plainly as possible in front of our moms.

When we heard them schedule another get-together the following weekend, Hannah and I glanced at each other. On the ride back home, mom casually asked me if I had had fun; I had to concentrate to not start grinning like a fool as I said:"It was fine."

I was deliriously happy the rest of the week. Remembering how impressed Hannah was with the amount of cum I had produced last time, I made sure not to play with myself the day before nor the day itself, which was surprisingly easy. After having dinner at home, we drove up to Hannah and her mom's.

"Hannah is on the phone with a class mate, something about the upcoming midterms, she said to come up when you arrived..." Hannah's mom stated.

As the ladies made themselves comfortable in front of the tv, I nodded casually and hurried upstairs, my heart racing and adrenaline pumping through my veins. After a small knock on the door, I carefully entered and found Hannah standing in front of her desk, her cell pinned between her head and left shoulder, browsing through her notes... when she saw me come in, she smiled briefly before continuing her conversation. Several minutes of loitering around and studying posters later, I sat down on the bed and grabbed a magazine that was laying on her night stand; flipping through the pages, I listened to Hannah explaining some advanced math topics to her friend. As the conversation showed no sign of ending any time soon, I shifted on the bed so that I could lean against the wall, making myself a little more comfortable and, as her back was towards me for the most part, I could admire her figure - especially her legs and ass - in all freedom.

Dressed in some snug black jeans and a dark blue sweater, she wasn't exactly flaunting and yet she looked totally hot and desirable! Pretty soon my eyes were locked on her body, following her every move; studying every curve her body made as she leaned forward, bent down to take something from her desk, got on the tips of her toes reaching for a book on the bookshelf above her desk etc... On the rare occasions that she looked at me, I quickly pretended to be reading, conveniently using the magazine to hide the bulge forming in my jeans. After keeping this up for about five or six minutes, she turned towards me and leaned against her desk with her butt, stretching her legs out in front of her and crossing her legs. As I glanced at her for a second, she indicated that the phone call was taking too long, was boring etc... I smiled and continued flipping through the magazine. With nearly forty-eight hours of lust boiling up inside of me, I was a little bolder than usual and decided to take advantage of the situation by looking her up and down ostentatiously every time I flipped a page, my eyes lingering longer on her chest area than anywhere else.

I did this a few times, then started including her face in the process, making sure she noticed what I was doing.

After our eyes had met a few times, I simply stared at her breasts for like ten seconds at a time, only briefly glancing at my magazine in between staring sessions... suddenly she waved her hand in front of her and pretended to be outraged by my goggling, the grin on her face however told me otherwise! When I continued staring, she held her arm in front of her breasts as if she wasn't wearing any clothes in a pointless and illogical attempt to keep me from staring at her chest underneath her sweater, while she mouthed the words:"Stop it!"

When I declined with a nod of my head, she made big eyes at me, but was unable to keep herself from smiling. Slowly I lifted the magazine to expose the swelling in my jeans and as I held the magazine up with my left hand, I slid my right one down between my legs, cupping my crotch and very slowly massaging the now very obvious bulge. Hannah's eyes grew bigger as she gawked at my crotch. Becoming bolder in my actions, I squeezed my erection and pushed it from side to side in my jeans; Hannah lowered her arm, resting her hand on the desk beside her, while she held her cell phone in her other hand, yapping away. Taking my time, I kept this up for about a minute, before I took my zipper and very slowly pulled it down. Hannah did nothing to discourage or stop me, she just looked at me... I did notice however that her focus on the ongoing conversation with her class mate was diminishing. When the zipper was down, I also undid the button and discarded the magazine on the bed. Keeping one hand on the magazine, I slid the other down my briefs, cupping my bare dick and balls, actually touching myself right in front of her!

Trembling with lust but uncertain of how she would react, I couldn't muster up the courage to do what I so desperately wanted to do next. I decided to wait for a signal on her part, anything, no matter how small, telling me it was okay to proceed. For almost twenty seconds we stared at each other, both of us restless and anxious, not sure what to make of the situation. Eventually she uncrossed her legs and moved her free hand - that was on her desk - to her inner thigh, her thumb resting casually against her crotch; in my agitated state of mind, that was all the incentive I needed! Grabbing my dick by its base, I pulled it out gently, rubbing the tip against the inside of my briefs for extra stimulus. When the little head reached the edge of my briefs, I paused for a second and used the thumb of my free hand to push them out of the way, pulling out my enormously stiff prick out the last centimeter or so. As soon as it was out in the open, a small convulsion went through my body as I had to gasp for air. Hannah's eyes were as big as I had ever seen them, her lips slightly parted in shock and awe; taken aback for a moment, she stopped talking all together on the phone, apparently mesmerized by the sight of my dick. While the bottom half of my tool was concealed by my fist, the upper half was pulsating and throbbing, enjoying its newfound freedom.

For a few seconds she was completely transfixed, hearing or seeing nothing else. Her conversation partner on the other end of the line apparently sensed her absent mindedness, as Hannah was suddenly startled by a louder voice coming from her cell phone; she apologized and brought her free hand to her face, as if trying to hide behind it, doing her best to concentrate on the conversation at hand. She couldn't keep her hand in front of her face forever, so I waited patiently...

When indeed she lowered her hand back onto her thigh not much later, her eyes found my hard member again; as they did, I replaced my fist around the base of my dick with just two fingers, pushing down gently and contracting all muscles I had in that area, making my throbbing dick as big and as thick as I possibly could, waving it back and forth, in an attempt to impress her. Hannah stared at it and frowned while she pursed her lips together, suggesting that she was not only impressed, but also aroused. She licked her lips and started giving shorter and less focused answers on the phone; a few seconds later I knew why - she'd been thinking on how to respond to my "coming out" - as she slowly slid her free hand up and gently started pushing her sweater upwards. Although she was only exposing part of her belly, I had to be carefully not to move my fingers too much or I would have cum right then and there... She was so incredibly sensual and erotic, I couldn't believe how crazy with lust I was at that moment; after all, I had seen more than this when she showed me the bottom half of her bra... I just couldn't explain it, it was the way she moved and how her intoxicating femininity took away my breath with every sensual move! Just when she'd pushed her sweater high so that her breasts (or at least her bra) was about to come into view, she slid her hand underneath, causing her sweater to slide down her arm almost completely and cover back up what she'd exposed. In exchange however, she moved her hand towards her left breast and gently started squeezing it under her sweater. Giving my dick a small tug once in a while, I kept myself hard and horny as I enjoyed the show she was putting on.

As she kept her eyes on my penis and I kept mine on her chest, the awkwardness slowly faded, making room for even more excitement. Hannah started caressing and squeezing both breasts, frequently gently jiggling them for my amusement. When she felt ready, she moved her hand from under her sweater and started pushing it upward again, this time not stopping - just slowing down to a teasing pace; as soon as she reached her bra - a black one with semi-transparent cups and white flowers on the bottom half - I lost all control; I couldn't hold back any longer! 

My hand quickly gave a few quick pulls on my dick, causing it to erupt immediately; somewhat taken by surprise myself, I quickly looked down and saw several long powerful ropes gushing out my pulsating dick. The fact of watching my own ejaculation from up close - as well as knowing damn well what kind of mess I had to be making - gave me an extra boost and caused me to spew even more thick strands of cum all over the place; while some of it landed on my hands and lower arms, her bed caught most of it... I couldn't bear to look at her until I was completely empty.

When I eventually looked up, Hannah was covering her cell phone with her hand and was staring down at the mess I had made on her bed, her mouth opened wide in shock... when she noticed me looking at her, she gave a stern stare and whispered in an - obviously fake - outraged tone of voice:"OH MY GOD!"

I got up off the bed as quickly as I could and zipping up my jeans, I whispered:"Sorry, I'll clean it all up!"

Keeping her hand on her cell and her eyes on the bed, she whispered - an ever so small smile appearing on her face:"My god, I can't believe you actually did that... this is worse than the pillow!"

I looked at the bed and realized she was right; I had sprayed cum on an area roughly 1/3 of her bed.

Impressed by the amount of cum myself, I whispered:"Wow..."

She playfully slapped my arm and said, while fighting her own smile:"It's not funny; my bed is drenched!!!"

I took out my hanky and started cleaning up my cum, but pretty soon it wouldn't absorb anymore; I looked at Hannah, who had resumed talking to her class mate while keeping a close eye on me, and asked her:"Got any hankies?"

Clearly convinced that I'd never get it all, she pointed towards the dresser.

As I opened the top drawer, I saw nothing but underwear: panties and bra's in different colors, thongs and pantyhose... Having noticed that I opened the wrong drawer, she quickly covered her phone again and whispered:"THE OTHER DRAWER!"

I chuckled and closed her underwear drawer; although she did her best to give me an angry look, she couldn't keep a straight face. n the other drawer I found hankies, next to her jewelry and other accessories. After taking out two of them, I resumed cleaning up and rubbing dry her bedspread to the best of my abilities. When I was done, I dropped the used hankies on the floor and signaled her that everything was clean now. She made a face that said:"Yeah right!" as she smiled and continued providing her class mate with information on her calculus notes.

Not knowing what to do now, I drew her attention and whispered:"Do you want some privacy? So you can... masturbate."

She quickly covered her cell again and said:"Eeew, with her on the phone? Are you crazy?"

"So hang up already!" I whispered.

"I can't, she's been sick for weeks and she can't read the notes I sent her!"

Not wanting to force the matter, I sat down on the bed again, making sure to avoid the area with cum stains. 

Pretty soon, Hannah started browsing through some books again, as the subject of the questions changed from calculus to contemporary history. I noticed a science fiction novel laying on her nightstand, so to pass the time, I started reading it. It seemed that for every question Hannah answered, her class mate had two more; after about an hour of non-stop talking and explaining, Hannah turned her chair towards me and sighed deeply with fatigue and irritation. "Done?" I asked

"I wish." Hannah answered. "She's looking for my chemistry notes."

As I continued reading, Hannah whispered:"I am sorry 'bout this."




How Hannah and I Got Together



"Hey no problem, if she needs help she needs help... it's not her fault she's been sick, right!" I reassured her.

"I just hope you're not too bored."

"Don't worry, I am never bored when I'm up here with you." I assured her.

A mischievous smile formed on her lips as she said:" I should think so... considering what you did to my bed a little while ago."

"Thanks for being so cool about it!" I said with gratitude.

"Hey, we both knew where it was heading; besides, it's only cum right?"

Half joking, half serious I pretended to undo my jeans and said:"Oh, if that's how you feel!"

We laughed, but then she said, in her most sensual voice:"Jerk off anywhere you want... and spray wherever you like!"

I looked at her dumbfounded.

"How's that for being cool?" she smiled provocatively.

"Really?" I asked, like a child getting not one, but two presents from Santa.

She smiled at my reaction and said:"Just not on my books!"

We exchanged a wicked grin, after which I started looking around for possible targets.

I got up and as her eyes followed me around, I made my way to her dresser, where I opened her underwear drawer again. Unbuttoning my jeans, I looked her straight in the eye and realized that taking out my dick in front of her was no longer an issue; after all, she'd already seen it, heck she'd even seen me spray one of my biggest loads ever!

I slid my hand down my briefs, slowly took out my dick and started masturbating over her open drawer.

"Make sure you leave me something clean, will ya... I don't wanna go commando tomorrow morning!" she giggled.

Smiling to myself at the chance I was presented with here, I said:"Maybe you should commando now, just to be sure!"

Surprised, she looked at me, honestly not understanding what I meant.

"I'll trade you this entire drawer for the underwear you've got on..."

Realizing what I was proposing, she laughed and said:"Yeah right, like that's going to happen!"

"Okay, I am sure you'll be able to explain to your mom why there's cum on each and every one of your panties and bras!" I replied, causing her to give me a dirty look as she considered her options.

Just then her class mate returned to the phone; Hannah told her to call her back in ten minutes. She put down the phone, laid it down on her desk and said:"Fine, but close that drawer and don't open it again!"

"Deal" I responded as I closed the drawer and turned towards her.

She looked at it for a second, then said:"Stay here, I'll be right back." and walked out of the room.

A little over a minute later, she came back in, still fully dressed but holding something in her closed left hand; although I had a very good idea what is was, I anxiously stared at it as I tugged my dick a few times.

Then, holding them open between her two thumbs, she presented her black cotton panties she'd just taken off; she threw them against my chest and said, with a smile:"There go you, you little perv... happy now?"

As I was holding her warm panties against my chest, I casually said:"Weren't there bra's in that drawer as well?"

Unable to fight a full fledged chuckle, she said:"You little shit!"

She walked back out...

As soon as the door was closed, the fingers of my left hand started exploring her panties and quickly found an even warmer, slightly moist area. My right hand began moving faster up and down my rock hard shaft and I realized I wasn't going to last much longer. Acting on instinct from here on out, I brought her panties to my face and took a deep breath, my fist now a blur on my dick. As soon as the first molecule of her scent entered my nostril, I dropped to my knees and pressed her panties even deeper in my face; the cum spurted from my throbbing dick as the rest of my body violently convulsed over and over again... it was as if her intoxicating scent itself was rushing through my veins, electrifying every fiber of my being!

I was still on my knees, dick in hand, when she came back in; her mouth fell open in shock and disbelief!

She stopped dead in her tracks, looked at the fresh cum on the floor and then at her panties, still being stuffed under my nose and exclaimed, more surprised than irritated:"You're smelling them?"

Feeling slightly embarrassed, I dropped her panties and got up.

"Is that why you wanted me to take my bra off? So you could cum all over the floor behind my back?" she asked slightly irritated, hinting on the fact she would have preferred to see me cum.

I got up, threw her panties on the bed and whispered:"I am sorry, I was just overwhelmed by your scent!"

She looked at me even more annoyed, threw her bra on the bed and walked right passed me, heading for her desk. Looking back, I could have kicked myself for saying something that ambiguous in this a fragile situation. I stopped her from picking up her cell by grabbing her hand and said:"Hang on, give me a few seconds to find the right words, will ya!"

She crossed her arms, tilted her pelvis to the right and looked at me with one eyebrow raised, waiting for my explanation.

In retrospect, this was one of my finest moments... how I found the right words under that kind of pressure, I'll never understand. "I am sorry for what I said about your... scent, I meant no disrespect, quite the contrary in fact. These last few encounters of ours have been a dream come true; nevertheless, I have obviously offended you and for that I apologize. I am just new at all this... and I've never been very articulate when it comes to gorgeous, sexy girls!"

Her face lit up as she lowered her arms and shyly accepted my apology.

"It's okay, just a misunderstanding that's all... forget about it!" she said.

With this mini crisis over with, I was suddenly very aware of the fact that I was still half naked. As I started to pull up my jeans and briefs, Hannah gave me a little peck on the cheek, smiled at my embarrassment and whispered:"You're cute!" as she went back to her desk, picking up her phone.

Quickly buttoning up my jeans, I stepped forward and surprised her by gently pressing my lips against hers. After a quick peck, I pulled back for a second and looked in her eyes; when I saw that she wasn't too reluctant, I leaned in for another kiss, holding my lips on hers for a few seconds longer. Just when I was about to break the kiss again, Hannah slightly opened her mouth and started kissing me back; gradually our kiss become more passionate and more intense; I don't know why but we suddenly started tilting our heads in opposite ways - probably something the both of us had remembered from tv - exploring each other's lips in every possible inclination and angle. Next, I gently put my arms around her and started caressing her backside through her sweater; a few seconds she placed her hands on my lower back, softly dragging her nails up and down my backside. After a while - I completely lost track of time - Hannah opened her mouth a little more and for the first time I felt her tongue against my lips. I waited a few seconds longer, wanting to make sure that it was deliberate on her part, before bringing my tongue into play as well.

It was a bit clumsy and awkward at first, but pretty soon we were exchanging a full-fledged French-kiss!

Caught up in the moment, I slid my hands under her sweater and started running my fingertips over her bare back as well; her body reacted by producing goose bumps all over... I could tell by her little moans and her heavy breathing that she was getting very aroused. Figuring the time was right, I started moving my hands to the front, heading for her boobs... When she realized what I was up to - I was so close I could almost touch them - she gently broke the kiss, smiled and whispered in a sweet and sensual voice, her lips barely two centimeters from mine:"Hey, hands off the merchandise mister!"

As my hands returned to her back, she closed her eyes again and pressed her lips against mine. Then, Hannah's cell rang...

She gently pushed me away and sighed, as she covered her face with both hands for a second, clearly annoyed and frustrated with the timing of the phone call:"I need to answer it... I promised." she said, lowering her hands and looking at me.

Disappointed I nodded and stepped back; as I continued dressing, she could see I was very horny and said:"I'll make it up to you... tell you what, you go downstairs and make yourself comfortable on the couch, watch some tv or something; I'll finish up as soon as I can and then I'll come and join you!" she grinned wickedly and clearly aroused. Intrigued by her proposal, I nodded and walked out the room as she answered her phone. On my way down, I couldn't help but wonder what she talking about when she said she was going to make it up to me; I was getting pretty worked up, thinking about the last time she had taken initiative; the outhouse... her foot... what was she up to this time?

When I came downstairs, I talked to our moms, who were playing scrabble in the dining room, for a few minutes. After the chitchat, I sat down on the couch and started watching some tv, flicking through the channels one by one. Twenty minutes later our moms started another game of Scrabble and there was still no Hannah to be seen... I told myself that whatever she had in mind, it would be worth the wait and so I kept staring aimlessly at the tv. Another ten minutes later, she walked into the living room and smiled at me, walking past me on her way to the dining room. After briefing her mom about the phone call, she came back to the living room and sat down next to me, watching Miami Vice with me. I glanced at her, wondering when she'd make her move, but she looked at me and asked:"Mind if I..." as she leaned away from me, stretching out on the couch and putting her feet on my lap.

"Go ahead." I said, uncertain where she was going with this.

"Thanks." she said as she stuffed a pillow under her head and turned to watch the tv.

Suddenly she pulled up her left foot and took off her sock with her right hand. Then, using the same hand, she took of her other sock and threw both of them across the room, on the floor. About thirty seconds later - still without taking her eyes off the screen - she started wriggling her arms around in her sweater, pulling them out the sleeves and then pushing her sweater over her head, exposing her black bra, which she had apparently put back on for the occasion. I felt my dick twitch as she rolled her sweater into a ball and threw it across the room as well, right next to her socks. Taking slightly longer this time, no doubt to tease me, she didn't move again for nearly three minutes. Her hands slid down to her jeans and she started fumbling with the zipper and button. Moving as little as possible and still not looking away from the tv, she started pushing down her jeans. I felt my dick grow to full size in just a few seconds...

Lifting her butt and pulling up her legs when necessary, but moving no other parts of her body, she slowly took off her jeans while I was sitting right there, underneath her... apparently, she'd also put her panties back on, so she just lay there with nothing but her bra and panties on. I leered at her gorgeous body as I quickly undid my jeans and took out my huge dick, stroking it. Hannah no doubt felt what I was doing, but - following the pattern she'd established - kept looking at the tv, while she rolled up her jeans and threw them as far as she could with just one hand... the rush of seeing her take her clothes off while laying on the same couch, combined with the knowledge that our moms were in the very next room, made me so horny that I could literally feel my heart thunder in my chest!

My mom could see the back of my head from where she was sitting, for crying out loud!

I didn't expect Hannah to go any further than this, so when she gently rolled onto her side a few minutes later and started fumbling with the clasp of her bra with both hands, I knew it wasn't over... I immediately gripped the base of my dick and squeezed, not wanting to cum too soon: I was determined to see this little spectacle of hers all the way through! She unclasped it and slid the straps down over her shoulders; then she paused and got on her back, turning her head sideways so she could still pretend to be watching tv; she now only needed to push the cups down to expose her breasts, but for nearly three minutes, that little tease kept me waiting.

And then suddenly, she yanked her bra completely off, throwing it across the room in one fluent motion. Her breasts were beautiful; off course I had nothing to compare them to - except porn actresses - but the fact that the mere sight of them made my balls contract was all the justification I needed to label them as 'perfect'. As I stared at her two firm, round breasts, I noticed how hard her nipples were, making me want to touch them even more, but I refrained as I didn't know if she wanted me to or not... besides, I was pretty sure I wouldn't be able to control myself once I started down that road! Her chest was heaving and I could see her body tremble with lust; again I glanced back at our moms, who were still completely oblivious as to what was going on ten feet from their Scrabble-board... if either of them decided to get up and walk towards the living room, there was no way in hell that Hannah would be able to reach her clothes, let alone put them back on in time.

No doubt it was precisely this knowledge which had motivated Hannah up until now and was about to make her take off her last piece of clothing. Again she made me wait, only increasing out mutual discomfort and anxiety. On regular intervals I peeled my eyes off of Hannah's gorgeous body to check on our 'oblivious audience'.

My dick started to ache; I could feel the blood pumping in my shaft, making me throb in anticipation of what was promising to be an extremely powerful orgasm... finally, after about four minutes, she lifted her butt off of my lap and slid her hands down to her panties. She hooked her thumbs in them and slowly - agonizing slowly - started pushing them off. I actually had to let go of my dick or I would have cum instantly, but even like this I was unable to contain myself... when her panties were only a few centimeters down and the first pubic hairs became visible, my body wouldn't be denied an orgasm any longer and initiated the final stimulus required to make me cum: I grabbed my shaft and started jerking off in a frenzy as I whispered:"Oh my god..."

Hannah quickly pulled her panties back up and moved her hands out of my line of fire, as she - for the first time since she had started her little performance - turned away from the tv and lustfully watched the cum blast from dick, smiling at how horny she'd gotten me. As I sprayed my load on her panties and her upper thighs, I looked at her exposed boobs and her gorgeous face. When our eyes met, she gave me a naughty smile and squirmed with lust, wearing nothing but her black panties; it was one of sexiest things I'd ever seen. She waited patiently for my orgasm to be over, before whispering:"Now, if you will excuse me; I'm going to need some privacy myself." as she sat up. Never losing her elegance, she slid off the couch and crawled over to where she had thrown her clothes, presenting me with a gorgeous view of her tight little ass swaying left to right as she made her way across the room. She gathered her clothes and crawled back towards the couch, where she put her sweater and jeans back on, not bothering with her bra or her socks. Once sufficiently clothed, she got up - pretending to be getting up from sitting on the couch - and walked out the living room, smiling at me as we both knew what she'd be doing up there; damn, how I wanted to be there and watch her do all the things I had pictured her doing so many times in my fantasies!

I cleaned off my dick with a hanky and put it back in my pants, as inconspicuously as possible, as I tried to focus on the rest of the 'Miami Vice'-episode, but I spent more time fantasizing about what was happening upstairs. Did she have her clothes on or did she take them all off, was she thinking of me and did she want me to be there as much as I longed to be there? In what position was she sitting/laying and were exactly were her hands right at this moment? A little over twenty minutes later, I noticed that our moms had finished their game. When my mom said that we're leaving, Hannah's mom asked where her daughter was.

"Still on the phone." I lied.

"Well, you'd better go get her, so she can say goodbye." she replied.

I nodded casually and headed for the door, thinking of how I was going to get out of this one; I mean, what were my options here? Go and knocking on her door, letting her mom call her down, call her on her cell?

All these options would surely interrupt whatever she was doing, most likely getting her pissed at me. No, the only acceptable option was to stall for time and give Hannah a chance to finish what she was doing. So, after walking up the stairs and waiting by her door for a minute, I went back down and said that she was in the middle of explaining something important and that she'd be down as soon as possible. Determined and desperate to keep our moms occupied for as long as I could, I engaged them in some small talk - buying Hannah another few minutes.

Not sure that this would be enough, I sighed in relief when I heard the living room door open. 

Surprised to find the three of us standing at the dining room table talking, she quickly realized that I was leaving. "Finally finished?" her mom asked.

A look of shock appeared on Hannah's face as she didn't know her mom was referring to the phone call.

Wanting to save her from further embarrassment, I quickly added:"Longest phone call in the history of the world!"

Catching on, Hannah looked me in the eye and said:"Yes, I am all done!"

Fighting a smile over the ambiguity of her statement, I leaned in and gave her a peck on the cheek. We said goodbye and left for home.

Several days later. I had just come home from college and was in my room watching porn on my computer when I suddenly heard the front door buzzer. After mom answered it, she said:"Honey, Hannah and her mom are here!" Excited about this unexpected visit, I quickly rearranged my clothes and headed for the living room, where the three of them were talking. Hannah and her mom were still in their coats, which meant unfortunately that they weren't staying; they just stopped by to borrow our Teppanyaki, as they had a little get-together the next day. Under her open coat, Hannah was wearing a knee length purple dress, brown tights and black ring sandals. After greeting both of them, I casually looked Hannah up and and down a few times, whispering:"I like your outfit!"

She smiled and as she took a step in my direction, putting more distance between us and our moms, she whispered:"I wanna take it off and make you cum... right now!"

Surprised at her candor, I whispered:"My god, you're making me so hard!"

"That's a start... go to your room, kneel down and start without me; I'll be there shortly to help you finish." she whispered. Now packing an enormous erection, I excused myself as inconspicuously as possible and nearly ran to my room; once there, I pulled down my jeans and briefs and knelt down in the middle of my room, facing the door. After jerking for about a minute or so, I suddenly heard Hannah's mom shout out:"Don't be long, the next bus is in 7 minutes."

Knowing Hannah was actually on her way, I felt my dick thickening and throbbing in anticipation. About five seconds later she walked into my room and sneered as she saw me sitting there. Barely a meter in my room, she took off her coat and dropped it on the floor; before her coat hit the floor, she took the hem of her dress with both hands and pulled it up over her head, letting it drop on the floor as well. As she reached back with one hand to undo the clasp of her bra, she started to push down her tights with the other. Watching her take her clothes off at this speed was unbelievable erotic and arousing; I was wanking like a mad man, practically drooling over her quick-paced striptease... only a few seconds later she had unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. At the same time she used both hands to wriggle out of her pantyhose, stepping out of them one leg at time, and pushed off her sandals. This was all too much for me; I felt my balls contract as the rest of my body started convulsing; recognizing the state I was in, Hannah smiled and walked towards me, wearing nothing but her panties anymore! As my orgasm exploded deep within me, Hannah squatted down - her arms resting on her knees, hands folded in front of her - and whispered, in a teasing tone: "So, are you going to cum or do I need to take my panties off as well?"