It wasn't.
We sneaked in without Brian hearing us. I thought I heard voices from his room and wondered who he had in there with him but the door was closed and I didn't stop to listen. As soon as I closed my bedroom door and locked it, Teresa pulled her sweatshirt off over her head. Her T-shirt got tangled and followed more than half way up and I once again caught a spectacular view of the bottoms of both large breasts with a bonus flat tummy.
She tossed her sweatshirt on the bed and moved closer to me. I felt her body heat. She leaned closer still and both tits mashed against my ribs and that was all I could take. Without thinking about it I held her face and kissed her lips. I poured every minute spent talking, every text, every hour we studied together and every time I'd gazed at her with longing into that kiss. I hit her with all of it. She felt it. She felt it and returned it.
She wrapped her arms around my waist and walked backwards, falling onto the bed. My heart was pounding. I caught myself on my hands and she reached for my belt buckle. I looked down in wonder as a gorgeous girl fumbled to free my penis. She opened my pants and pushed them down and then she grabbed the elastic of my boxers and pushed those down too and my rock hard and throbbing dick sprang into view. She wriggled her hips, scooting down the bed, until my penis was right in front of her face. I'll never forget it. We locked eyes and she smiled at me and said, “pretty” and then bent it down and sucked the head into her mouth.
I'm proud of myself. I lasted well over an hour, fucked her in every position, made her cum, ate her pussy and made her cum again, and then finally pounded her from behind before pulled out and shot all over her back. She loved the way I touched her. We fell asleep naked and hugging. A virgin no longer, my life was perfect.
Sunday was more of the same. She thanked me for pulling out as she wasn't on birth control, but we spent the whole day in bed fucking. Brian knocked on the door to check on me and tell me he was heading out but I just yelled through the door to have a good time. When he came home that evening we were still in bed. The sex had slowed down but we were still naked. I could not get enough of her or her body. I walked her home late Sunday night.
Monday she buried me with texts worried I thought she's a slut and apologizing for going too far, but I just reassured her everything was fine, perfect, actually. When we met at the library for our usual Monday evening tutor session instead we ran back to her place and fucked three more times. Tuesday we studied but Wednesday was another marathon fuck session.
She had a test coming up so Thursday and Friday we behaved but Saturday she was back at my place, naked and in my bed. That evening she swallowed my load for the first time and I thought I would die. How can something feel so good? We always talked between our sex and this time she asked if I had condoms because the pill affects her poorly. I said I didn't but I would get some. She excused herself to get a refill on her water and I rolled onto my back to gaze at the ceiling and contemplate my amazing life. She tossed on one of my T-shirts and left for the kitchen.
She wasn't back after five minutes so I guessed she also made a bathroom stop. After ten I became curious and peeked out my bedroom door.
Teresa and Kandy stood in the kitchen talking, and Kandy wore only a bath towel; her butt-cheeks curved out down below and her cleavage was on full display above, and Teresa seemed to enjoy both. I couldn't hear them but I watched for a minute and Kandy reached out to play with Teresa's hair. They both laughed. Teresa said something about Kandy's muscles and gripped her arm and then dropped her hand to run the length of Kandy's strong thigh. I held my breath.
Brian's door opened as he came looking for Kandy. He stepped out of his room, not knowing Teresa was over and unable to see her behind Kandy, and took several steps towards the kitchen. He was completely naked and his huge and heavy cock swung side to side with each step, slapping and bouncing off his thighs.
“What is keeping you, Baby?” he asked, pulling on his dick, “I want some more of your sweet ass.”
Then he saw Teresa. “Oh shit! I'm so sorry,” he exclaimed. He covered his penis with both hands. He needed both. He started to retreat.
Teresa stared and stared. I wish she didn't, but she did. Before Brian could back away Kandy pulled him forward and introduced them. Brian hesitated and then extended his hand to shake. Teresa's eyes went from toes to head and back down again, lingering on both trips at his massive shank. As she shook his hand, she drank in his face, his broad shoulders, his well-defined abs. I saw lust on her face. I saw the look of desire in her eyes. I shrank back because now would be the worst time for her to notice me, but I knew in that instant Teresa wanted to fuck Brian. She gave Kandy a knowing and approving smile.
I stepped back into my bedroom, wondering what I was supposed to do. I leaned over and turned the light on and heard movement in the kitchen. I pretended to pull shorts on over my boxers as Teresa stepped into my bedroom and I heard Brian's door close.
“Hey,” I said. “I was just coming to look for you.”
She was so smooth. “I met your roommates Kandy and Brian. They seem nice.”
“Kandy doesn't live here, only Brian. She just comes around for sex.”
Teresa laughed once, loud. “Just like me.”
She shut the bedroom door and dropped to her knees in front of me. Down came my shorts and boxers and I watched my penis disappear into her warm vacuuming mouth.
I have to admit I wondered what she was thinking while she sucked my dick. She'd been pretty satisfied when she left for water. Now she seemed sex-starved. I also wondered why she hadn't mentioned Brian accidentally walking out naked. Maybe she didn't want to embarrass him needlessly. Regardless, after a minute or two of her incredible oral skills I'd forgotten all about Kandy and Brian and held her head so I could fuck her mouth. I knew she'd swallow everything I gave her and that got me there so fast. She gulped it all down.
On the bed she pulled off my T-shirt and spread her legs, aiming her sweet pussy right at me. “My turn,” she teased. I dove in and when she came, she came like an earthquake, pinching her nipples and arching her back.
She was soon asleep and I lay there worrying. The look on her face while she was checking out Brian made me feel like I couldn't trust her, which was terrible. I actually trusted Brian more. Teresa had experience and I did not. She understood the way things work between men and women and I did not. She knew where invisible lines lay and when and how to cross them and I, sadly, did not. I was in over my head with her but determined to swim as hard as I could.
Over the following weeks Teresa wanted to stay at my place more and more. She slowly became more vocal during sex and often made trips out to the kitchen wearing less and less. One night after sex she surprised me by making a quick trip to the kitchen totally nude. I listened intently for Brian's door but all I heard was her opening the fridge and grabbing us both beers. I teased her about how comfortable she was at my place now and she just agreed.
A few nights later we had just finished making love and Teresa was heading for sleep so I ran the water for a quick shower. After a few minutes but before I got in I realized I'd forgotten all my towels were in the dryer so I went to fetch one and discovered Teresa was no longer in bed. I crept out to the living room and there she was, on the fire escape, completely nude, watching Kandy and Brian through his bedroom window, just like I had done on many occasions. I froze.
My first impulse was to confront her but who was I to judge? I was as guilty as she. Besides, did I really care she was a voyeur? As long as she didn't cheat on me I actually liked how sexual she was. I hid behind the door to watch her. She glanced once at my bedroom and listened for the shower and then slipped a hand down to her pussy. She looked intensely sexy masturbating outside in the dark and the longer I watched her, the more excited I became; her tits swayed and a breeze caught her hair and her nipples hardened. She was stunning. Her sex-drive was a little intimidating.
I watched as long as I could and then returned to the shower. When
I finished she was back on the bed in the same position, seemingly asleep. I crawled up next to her and unceremoniously pushed my penis into her pussy from behind. She was predictably already soaked.
She pretended to wake up and then grabbed my hip and made me fuck her hard. I flipped her over on her back and pounded her like a whore and she welcomed it, wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling my mouth down to kiss me. Our fuck was short and intense; she came fast and I came right after, barely pulling out in time and spraying all over her tummy.
Three nights later it happened again. I awoke around two in the morning and she wasn't in bed. I heard Brian's deep voice growling through the walls and knew he had some new babe in his room. I slipped out of bed and peeked and sure enough, Teresa watched them from the fire escape. I returned to bed and listened and about an hour later Teresa carefully slid under the covers next to me. I felt like I needed to do something to keep up with her, something to show her I wasn't sexually immature.
The next night I picked her up after class and took a different route home. When I pulled into an adult store parking lot, she looked at me surprised.
“Oh really?” was all she said.
Inside we were amazed by what we saw. Neither of us had ever been inside a store like this and it was over whelming and more than a little embarrassing.
“Why did you bring us here?” she asked.
I steered her towards a wall of adult toys. “Pick one,” I suggested. “Or two. I thought it would be fun to spice things up. Not that they need spicing, but more is better so why not?”
She studied my face for a second and then smiled and shrugged. “Okay.”
I watched her as she searched the wall. Her eyes traveled one latex cock after the other. I noticed right away she skipped over the smaller ones, even the ones my size or a little bigger. She also ignored completely the ones that did not look like an actual penis. She wanted big and real and that aroused me for reasons I did not understand.
She stopped to gawk at a huge black cock that had to be almost a foot of man-meat and was modeled after a well-known porn star, and then moved on to a white one of about equal size. Here she stayed. Her eyes traveled from the plump pink head back to the large fat balls and back again. A tiny smile curled the corner of her mouth. I looked again at that flesh-colored beast and with a jolt I realized it looked remarkably like Brian.
“This one,” she grinned.
I croaked, “Okay,” and pulled it from the shelf.
She wasn't ready to leave.
“You really surprised me with this trip, Baby,” she said. “I like it.”
I smiled. “Good. Just trying to be spontaneous.”
“Let's look around.”
I stepped aside and fell in behind her. We explored the store, marveling at the spectrum of human sexuality. She loved the bondage accessories but told me that would be much later and I didn't know if she meant for me or her. No way was I getting tied up, I can tell you that. We examined the DVD section but agreed everything was too crude. When will they learn the market is no longer jaded and dirty old men?
Upstairs we discovered a theater and individual booths which played porn and some of them had holes leading into other booths. Teresa and I chuckled. She may be more experienced than me but neither of us were brave enough to enter a booth.
We crossed the second floor to another staircase on the far side and she said she was ready to go. As we approached the stairs we passed the booth on the end and there was an older man inside rubbing his penis through his underwear. He'd left the door open intentionally so we would see him. He had a heavy five o'clock shadow and a beer-gut and greasy, gray-streaked hair to his shoulders. His shirt was unbuttoned all the way down and his pants were around his knees. He sat on a small bench inside the booth.
Teresa saw him first and jumped, startled, and then giggled, embarrassed. I reached passed her to close his door but her hand on my arm stopped me. Our eyes met.
“Let's watch him,” she said. “Just for a minute. This is crazy.”
I stepped back and she came around and stood in front of me, her back against my chest. I nodded at the guy. He seemed to love her eyes on him. We filled the doorway and anybody walking by would see nothing, although the second floor was deserted.
He had a gang-bang video playing and I saw Teresa glance at it a few times. He hooked his thumbs and pulled his boxers down his legs to join his pants.
He was surprisingly big. Certainly bigger than me. He had a mass of black and gray pubic hair and his cock was thick and covered in veins. I thought it was ugly but Teresa made a small gasp when she saw it. He locked eyes with her and started stroking. After a minute she lowered her gaze to his hand rising and falling and I saw the head of his dick swell as his blood surged. A droplet of clear cum formed at the tip. He loved her eyes on him.
“Show me those big tits,” he growled. “Help me get off.”
I was about to tell him to shut up when Teresa leaned back on me and lifted the front of her T-shirt. She wore a sports bra underneath and lifted that too. Her big tits tumbled free.
“This is okay, Brad? I won't let him touch me.”
I grunted. What could I say?
He licked his lips and his hand moved faster. I was shocked she had done it but it was kind of exciting too. Before I thought of something to say she said, “Hold this,” and placed my hand holding up her shirt. She reached her hand down into her sweat pants and began masturbating too. On screen, the woman moaned and all three of us glanced at her. She straddled one man, his cock in her pussy, while another moved up behind her and pushed his cock up her ass. A third man stood beside her face, moments away from feeding her his long dick. Now that we were all turned on it looked exciting instead of crude.
Teresa was breathing hard and her whole body was warm. The old-timer was pumping his meat pretty fast.
“Suck it,” he ordered. I held my breath.
“No,” Teresa replied. “Just shoot for me old fucker.”
He smiled at her insult. I didn't blame him for trying. Jacking off for a hot college co-ed was probably the sexual high-light of this fucker's life. I was so relieved when Teresa told him no. He lowered his eyes to her breasts and stroked faster. I heard him suck a sharp intake of breath and the woman on the screen gasped and climaxed, moaning around that third cock in her mouth.
“Oh yeah,” old guy muttered. “Oh fuck yeah. Goddamn you are a sweet piece of ass. If I was younger...” The look in his eye was fierce. At that moment I believed if given a chance, he would fuck my girl to death. Teresa pushed down the front of her sweats, showing him her bald pussy. I sensed she loved the way he was looking at her. She loved causing him that much lust.
“Oooooohh fuck yessssss....” he breathed, almost drooling.
A blast of cum shot from his dick and hit the monitor. Another huge blast followed it.
“Fuck yeah, fuck YEAH!” he growled, jet following jet. He came a lot. Teresa leaned hard against me and rubbed her pussy. Her gaze was riveted to his spurting cock. She whimpered and I knew she was cumming. I held her up. Sperm dribbled down his shaft and off his hairy balls. He was making a huge mess. The tiny room filled with the smell of uncooked bread dough and clean wet pussy.
Teresa spun around and kissed me passionately. I grabbed a tit and squeezed it hard and she moaned.
“Take me home and fuck me,” she groaned. “I need to be fucked.”
I pulled her shirt down and her pants up and shut the door on our friend. We stopped at the register and paid for our new toy and soon we were home. Brian and some girl I had never seen before sat at the dining table talking, her wearing one of his T-shirts and he wearing just a pair of boxers. When does that guy study? Teresa ogled him as we went by, everyone exchanging quick hellos.
Once in my bedroom Teresa was naked before I finished locking my door. She had my dick in her mouth before I got my shirt off and kept it there, sucking like crazy, while I undressed. By the time I was naked I wa
s hard.
She turned away from me and got on all fours, her glistening wet pussy staring me right in the face. I knelt behind her and slammed my penis home. She was dripping wet and hot as lava. No matter how hard I fucked her, she wanted it harder. I'd never seen her this turned-on. I pounded away and she urged me on until I felt the first tingle of orgasm and then I slowed down.
“No!” she barked. “Fuck me!”
I didn't want to cum yet. From the black plastic bag, I pulled our big new toy and ripped off the wrapper. I licked it to get it wet, pulled my dick out of her pussy and before she knew what was happening or could say anything, pushed that monster cock up into her.
“OOOOHHH my fucking God!” she screamed. Her hips bucked and her head snapped back. I worried I'd hurt her until she ground her ass back at me and ordered me to go deeper, which I did. She sank her nails into the bedroom carpet and shoved her pussy farther down that fat shaft. Her asshole was pulsing and wild animal sounds poured from her throat. I began to fuck her with it.
“Oh my God, Baby! Oh my God, Baby, I love it! I fucking love it!”
I pumped it in and out faster and gripped her ass. I discovered the sight of that huge fleshy cock stretching her wide open and filling her turned me on greatly. My penis throbbed and felt ready to spurt. This was easily the sexiest she'd ever looked. She was my girl but she was also a porn-star like we'd just seen at the adult store and the combination rocked me.
Totally submissive, ass held high, face buried in the rug; Teresa was pure slut. I heard her mumbling, “So big... So big...” as I deep-fucked her with this huge cock. Her breathing was ragged, her skin covered in goose bumps, sweat drops dotted the small of her back. The shaft gleamed with her excitement.
I moved around in front, never breaking rhythm as I drove the toy in and out. With my free hand I grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. As my penis brushed her lips she opened wide and gratefully sucked me in. I fucked her at both ends.
I was surprised when she came first. She came so hard her body twisted like rope. She screamed around my dick and that made me shoot into her mouth. I kept fucking her pussy and it was obvious that big cock owned her. Her pussy clamped down on it and her orgasm seemed to envelope her entire body, starting inside her pussy and radiating outward. It was easily the strongest climax I'd ever seen her have.
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