"Look! Isn't it cute?" she squealed.
I blinked in disbelief, it was a Hello Kitty bikini set. "Raid the kiddy section did we?"
"Shut up! It's cute!" she stamped her foot and glared at me. I couldn't help but laugh.
"It's adorable, Kara," I quickly redeemed myself.
"That's right it is," she said, grinning at me before running into one of the dressing rooms. I couldn't help but smile, she was so cute. My smiled disappeared faster than a crude stereotype at a pc convention when Ashley sauntered up to me.
"Found what you were looking for?" I asked icily. She was hiding something behind her back.
"I think so," she purred, backing into one of the rooms so I couldn't see what she had. Christ! I would wait for Kara to show me what she looked like, and then I would hightail it out of here before Ashley came out. I was quite a while before Kara reappeared, very nearly throwing herself out the changing room door and striking a pose. It fit her surprisingly well, even if it did make her look like she was twelve years old.
I told her as much and she pouted, "Listen you! This is wicked cute and I do not look like I'm twelve!" I smiled, standing up in front of her, taking her shoulders and slowly spinning her around. When I had spun her full circle, I stood back and scratched my chin, scrutinizing her. She narrowed her eyes at me and stood there, just waiting for me to say the wrong thing.
I noticed this just before I was about to say it made her look twelve again. "I love it!" She beamed up at me before scampering back into the changing room. I watched her go and got lost in her scantily clad butt. Too late I realized I was supposed to get the hell out of there. I turned and started making a break for it when a kung-fu grip seized the back of my shirt.
"And where do you think you're going?" Ashley breathed in my ear. I could feel her big tits squashing against my back as she pulled me into her. I shrugged out of her arms and tried to continue walking. Which is why getting shoved back onto the bench came as such a shock. I was forced to look up at her now. I had been right; she was stunning, and so tall. I forced myself to look at her stomach, figuring it was her least 'stimulating' feature. I was wrong. It was tight and hard and perfect. I still focused on it though; the rest of her was way too hot to look at.
"You're being rude," she whispered, possibly not wanting Kara to hear. And much to my dismay, she took my chin in her hand and forced me to look up. She could have been naked for all the good that top did for her. It was black, it was too small, and it was sexy as hell. The bottoms were no better; they possessed the same qualities as the top. Her feral smile returned as she saw my eyes go wide and my jaw descend.
"That's better," she moved closer, tugging on her bottoms with one hand, and her top with the other. Her nipples were blatantly erect and seemed to point at me accusingly. I was in shock, totally incapable of looking away from her porn-star body. However, when she attempted to straddle my lap, I snapped out of it and pushed her away. She didn't go very far. Anger flashed behind her eyes, and I could see her nearly naked body tense like she was about to hit me. This passed quickly thank god; she could probably have beaten the crap out of me. Instead, she smiled and blew me a very seductive kiss as she backed into the stall, pulling her top off just as the door closed.
"Oh my god," I breathed. My heart was pounding against my ribs and I was sweating. Unfortunately, these symptoms were not nearly as disturbing as the unwanted stiffness in my shorts. As soon as Ashley's door clicked shut, Kara came out of hers with a huge smile on her face. Had they coordinated this or something? The timing was perfect.
"I'm so getting this!" she told me happily. She stopped midway between the room and the bench I was sitting on as she noticed my obvious arousal. For a second I thought she would question why I was hard for no apparent reason and perhaps put two and two together. But no, this was not the case.
"Mm, is that for me?" she purred, biting her lip and sauntering up to me, wrapping her arms around my neck. I was still sitting, so I was about eye level with her tits. I knew this, not because I could see them, but because my face was promptly forced into them. "I thought you didn't like my Hello Kitty bikini?" I managed to get out something about being smothered and she let me go. Maneuvering into my lap, she looked down into my eyes and grinned seductively.
"Yes, totally for you," I smiled, giving her a light kiss on the side of her mouth, drawing her in for more.
She sighed longingly, shifting her hips over my lap, "Bad boy, you know better than to do this to me in public."
"Do I?"
She gave me a mischievous look and looped her arms around my neck, "I certainly hope so. Otherwise, well, let's just say I'll have to make sure you understand."
I gave her a shocked look, "Kara Devine! Are trying to say you'll teach me a lesson?" I had been waiting for this actually, ever since I had 'punished' her for forgetting about a late night rendezvous, and claimed to be teaching her a lesson. Her answer was to squeeze me tightly and kiss me hard, grinding herself into my crotch.
"I think I like this idea," I groaned, pushing up against her.
"What Idea?" Ashley chirped, stepping out of her dressing room. Kara scrambled out of my lap, her knee catching me dangerously close to the family jewels in the process. I yelped and held my crotch like she had actually hit me there to cover up my much too obvious hard-on. I thought I was very clever for doing this by the way.
"Oh, baby, I'm sorry!" Kara squeaked, flustered. She sat on the bench next to me and pulled me into her, rocking me like some kind of injured infant.
While all this was happening, Ashley just stood there grinning like you do when you see something that's too ridiculous to be true. But, at last, I discovered my out.
"Babe," I whispered in Kara's ear, "get me back to your room." One of my hands had become trapped between our bodies and I used it to squeeze her thigh while giving her a look that said 'I want you, and I want you hard'. She had pulled this move on numerous occasions, but I had never returned the favor and I was praying it would work. She sucked in her breath, and her eyes went desperate as she looked from me to Ashley then back again.
"Did you find what you wanted, Ashley?" she asked quickly, grabbing up her bikini where it had been dropped on the floor.
"Uhh, I kinda wanted to-"
"We can come back tomorrow," Kara cut her off, shooting to her feet and grabbing my hand, very nearly dragging me after her as she hustled out of the changing area. I was rushed up to the counter where Kara hopped from foot to foot as the cashier wrung up her purchase.
By this time Ashley had wandered up behind us empty handed, "Now, why would she be in such a hurry?" She knew the answer of course.
"Beats me. Maybe she has to pee," I suggested. Ashley looked at me like I was an idiot; this from the girl who thought I had come with them for the ice cream.
Kara suddenly seized my hand again, hauling me out of the store and towards the end of the mall where we had parked. Ashley tagged along behind us, an amused smirk on her face. This was insane and hilarious all at the same time.
"Shit Kara, you're going to break my arm," I complained after she took a particularly sharp corner, twisting my arm.
She let go of my hand and stopped, favoring me with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry. I'm just a little worked up, that's all." She looked behind me, noticing that Ashley was still out of earshot. "This is your fault though. You know better. You know how I get."
"Well, I certainly will after you teach me a good solid lesson."
She let out a little pained noise and screwed her eyes shut in frustration for a moment. I really did love my Kara. "Stop it Daniel; you're not making this any easier for me." She took my hand again and squeezed hard, "or yourself, for that matter."
Her nails dug into my flesh. "Ow! Okay, okay I'm sorry!"
"Now, stop being a baby and let's go," she commanded. Did I mention how much I loved her? Ashley had caught up by now and had to pick up the pace again as Kara took off once more, dragging me along behind h
er. We made it out to the car and I couldn't help but smirk as Kara struggled to unlock it. I was riding shotgun and Ashley was sitting directly behind me.
"You should really be thanking me," she snickered, elbowing me while Kara was distracted.
I looked at her sidelong, "How do you figure?"
"The way I see it," she whispered, her gaze shifting between Kara and me, "she wouldn't be all hot and bothered right now if it weren't for me."
"Excuse me?"
"You know I'm right, Mr. Valentine," she said my name very slowly, and made sure I noticed her tongue enunciating each syllable. She looked me up and down, her eyes lingering on the down part, "It's not my fault you liked my bikini." I looked at her like she was insane. "Oh, don't give me that look," she opened her door as Kara finally unlocked the car. "Smile, you're going to have fun soon." She closed the door behind her and I was left standing by the passenger door in stunned immobility.
"Dan!" Kara finally yelled, wrenching me back into the present. I sighed and got into the passenger seat, nervous about having Ashley behind me. Kara had to have broken a suburban land speed record driving back to campus, because the next thing I knew we were parked outside Ashley's dorm building.
"Aww, but we barely got to hang out!" she complained, leaning forward between seats. Deliberately, she placed her head closer to mine than Kara's. She smelled like flowers, and it was intoxicating.
"Tomorrow I swear, or even later tonight?" Kara formed that sentence into a question because she looked to me for approval. I shook my head vigorously before Ashley could turn to look at me. "Well, maybe late tonight, it is Saturday." I scowled at her, but she simply ignored me.
"Humph, fine," Ashley sighed dejectedly, opening her door. "Later Kara." She paused, "Later, Daniel." I preferred it when she used my last name come to think of it. Ashley got out and closed the door, sauntering off towards the front door. She turned and looked over her shoulder, managing to catch my eye even from that distance. I shuddered, creeped out to the max. When Kara touched my arm I nearly jumped out of my skin.
"You better calm down, Danny," she cautioned, not fazed in the least by the way I was acting. "How do you expect me to have my way with you while you're all jumpy?" She asked the question so reasonably that I almost answered her.
I regained my composure quickly, smiling, "Sheesh, what's gotten into you?"
"Heh," she put the car into gear, "I'm hoping you can answer that for me in a little bit." A few seconds later we were parked behind her building and racing inside like the world was ending. Four stories flew by and we were suddenly at her door, kissing each other so fiercely it was nearly animalistic. She couldn't manage to unlock her door, slamming me against the solid wood in the process.
Suddenly the door swung inwards and sent us tumbling inside in a heap at Cynthia's feet.
"Right," she sighed unhappily. She retreated back into the room as Kara and I collected ourselves, blushing profusely. "I'll be in the library. Text me when it's safe." She gathered up her laptop and bag and promptly escaped, leaving us to stand there awkwardly until the door closed.
"Oh, she was not happy," I said quietly, pressing myself close, pulling at her shirt.
"Jealousy. I know she wants you bad." She thought Cynthia wanted me? What about Ashley? "But you're mine, aren't you, Danny?" she purred lustily, taking the hem of her shirt and yanking it over her head, throwing herself at me. We'd stumbled deeper into the room and she pushed me back against the bed, giving me the horniest look I had ever seen. "Clothes. Off."
"Damn, Kara," I grinned, a little shocked at her forcefulness. I struggled out of my clothes as fast as I could. Of course she was butt naked way before me, making my job that much harder. Pun Intended.
"Baby, come on, come on," she urged, pressing her naked body against me and kissing me. Finally, I tossed the last of my clothing away and gave in to her, kissing her back and roughly groping her body. This just seemed to drive her even wilder. She shoved me against the bed again and I took that as my cue to climb up. She jumped in after me, rolling me over and climbing onto my stomach, giving me a smug little look. She was soaked; I could see it and I could feel it.
"Oh my god, Kara," I breathed as she grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head. She kissed me hard, totally taking control of my mouth. I loved this and I had to admit, aggressive Kara was turning me on like I couldn't believe.
"Shh, baby," she cooed, leaning in slowly and nipping at my neck. She scooted her hips back and found my cock, almost forcing me inside her without having to look. As it was, the head of my dick pushed along her outer lips, making us both moan.
She pressed her lips to my ear and whispered, "Give me that big cock." I nearly lost it right then and there. Kara talking dirty was rare indeed. I felt a hand reach in between us and seize my shaft, angling it up and into her body.
"What, no foreplay?" I groaned, feeling my length sinking deeper into her absurd tightness. If I thought she was soaked on the outside, she was positively drenched on the inside. We hadn't had sex for a day or so for one reason or another; maybe that explained much of the way she was behaving.
She pulled her hips back, adjusting the way my cock was entering her. "Uhh, it's a little late for that," her voice was strained as I filled her pussy. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip hard, settling her butt back on my thighs. After a moment or two she adjusted and went back to kissing all over my face and neck.
"What's the matter, afraid I'll make you suffer again?" Her lips stopped chewing on my ear and she sat up straight, subtly rocking her hips and enjoying the feeling of having me completely inside her.
"Ha, suffer, good one," she giggled, beginning to pick up some speed. Slowly, so as not to throw her, I began raising my hips. She noticed she was getting higher when the pressure began coming away from her knees. Her eyes shut in utter content and a sigh escaped her slack mouth as I went as deep as I could ever go. When I let my hips fall back to the bed she bounced slightly, eliciting a surprised giggle at that particular sensation.
Kara was still for a moment or two after that, breathing heavily and looking down at me with intense satisfaction. "Oh Dan, I love you," she murmured, leaning down to kiss me and lovingly wrap her arms around my head. She never stopped fucking me though, her hips constantly moving.
"Aww, uhhn, you're just saying that," I grunted, as she lifted her hips and brought them back down with a slap of skin on skin.
Inches from my face, she smiled devilishly, "You think I only love you because I'm enjoying your," she paused, shuddering slightly and closing her eyes, before continuing in a softer voice, "big cock in my...my pussy?" Her breathing intensified after that statement, and I figured she had turned herself on talking dirty again.
She had sat up straight again by this point and I grabbed her tits, squeezing them and seeking out her hard little nipples with my fingers. "Yeah maybe," I replied.
Kara couldn't seem to take that much attention to her sensitive body, her frame beginning to quiver with the onset of an intense orgasm. I took a hand from her breasts and clamped on to one of her ass cheeks, digging my fingers into the supple flesh. She moaned loudly, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy as she came. I still wasn't close as she heaved out a big sigh and half collapsed, half laid down on top of me, playing with my hair. I sighed too. I loved pleasing her. But when she stopped moving her hips and then slowly began pulling herself off of my achingly hard cock, I began to worry.
"Kara..." I trailed off. She didn't respond immediately and I repeated her name with more concern.
"I'm teaching you a lesson," she responded drowsily. She began to curl herself up next to me, stretching in a very feline manner.
"What?" I cried desperately, pulling her back on top of me, frustrated as she made herself deadweight. "Baby, don't do this to me!" I could see a wry smile on her lips at my panic. I began kissing her neck and ear, knowing that she couldn't resist that. One of my hands went straight to her pussy, rubbing her clit furiousl
y; while my other hand took back her nipple.
"Ohh Danny, stop that, you're going to make me want it again," her voice was dreamy, totally at odds with the boiling cauldron between her legs. Clearly that's what she was getting at. I didn't stop however.
"Oh god," she groaned, pulling my head tighter into her neck. I nipped at the skin of her neck, pulling with my teeth and causing her to inhale sharply. "You are such a bad boy," she gasped. She had begun to squirm against me as a result of my efforts.
"I'm bad?" I grunted, my efforts completely centered on spiking her arousal. I took my hand from her nipple, to her more than obvious disappointment, and clamped it down on a firm ass-cheek. I used it to pull her farther up my body until I could suck her neglected nipple into my mouth.
"Yess, only a bad boy could make me feel this good!" she said haltingly, her hands claw-like on the back of my head. She tried to speak again but I slipped my fingers into her pussy and all conversation became impossible for her.
I chuckled around her hard little nipple, "Didn't know I was a bad boy." I hit a rhythm with my fingers and she tensed, nearly debilitating the ability to move my digits. My other hand caressed the supple mounds of her butt, occasionally my fingers would slip between her cheeks and slide over her nigh-on impenetrable asshole. Every time I even came close she would shudder and gasp, tightening her grip on my head.
"You're such a tease," she whined, her voice faltering and cracking. Her hips began to move in a slow concert with my hands' movements. At first I thought she was attempting to fuck herself on my fingers but it soon became clear she was trying to get me to put my finger in her ass. As soon as I realized this is took my fingers from her slit.
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