Here's part three. Only one more to go! Let me know what you think, as always!
As usual, in terms of sexual escapades, my encounter with Stan and Steph was the highlight of my sophomore year. Nothing serious happened then. I made the school hockey team, the lacrosse team was in its infancy and things were the same in terms of my friends. Then came Junior year.
Junior year started promisingly enough. I got my drivers license. I met a sophomore named Jessica. She was a sweet, adorable girl. Around 5'2", a featherweight of a dancer. The biggest, cutest brown eyes that made me do anything, curly brown hair. We got pretty serious, making out, getting naked, mutually masturbating, oral sex (man was she flexible). Half way through the year, we were still together. On top of that, Heather and I had two out of four classes together in the second semester, as well as lunch. Eric and the rest of our clique didn't have the same lunch, so it was just she and I.
Sadly, things went sour between Jessica and I in March. We had a little fight that only escaladed with hearsay and he-said, she-said. We were done. We've talked since and still remain friends, but the spark that used to be there has definitely gone out. That left me fairly devastated. Aside from Heather, she had been the first girl I'd cared about more than just sexually. I was down in the dumps and so I went over to Stan's one night, hoping he'd cheer me up with some laughs.
I came inside and went to Stan's room. No one was there. Damn. I sighed and made my way past the bathroom, hearing the shower going. I peaked inside. "Stan?" There was silence. "Yo Stan, it's Sam. Is that you?" After a pause, I hear, "Hey Sam... its Kayla..." I stood there in a stunned silence. I was in the bathroom and Kayla was right there, between a thin sheet of plastic. I gasped and stammered, "Oh... uh... is Stan a... around?" She giggled and peaked her head (now with dyed blonde hair) from behind the curtain with a smirk, "No... he's out with Stephanie. They'll be gone the whole night. It's just me here." Her face changed from a smirk to a bit of a thinking look, "How'd you get in the house?" I paused, taking in what she said and quit trying to see her breasts from behind the plastic. "Uh... Stan always leaves the garage door open." She shook her head, "Could you go lock that for me, please?" I nodded and slowly made my way out of the bathroom, downstairs and into the garage. I locked the door and made my way back upstairs to Stan's room, figuring to put in some porn of his if nothing else.
I cleared the stairs and rounded the corner and what did my eyes behold? Kayla's tight little ass and curvy hips swaying. I gasped and she spun around. Her eyes were surprised for a moment then a smile spread over her sexy, full lips. "I thought you left... I'm sorry..." I shook my head, eyes wide, taking in her exposed figure. "I uh... I like the blonde hair..." she smiled and shook her head. "Um... I guess... you've seen all there is..." she bit her lip, "want to come in?" she nudged over towards her room. "Guh... uh... y-yeah... sure." I looked around, pinching my leg softly to make sure I was awake. Sure enough, I was and I made my way into her room.
I made my way in nervously. I looked around, not paying attention to anything around me. I scanned the room absentmindedly as I tried to digest what I had just seen and heard. Was she trying to pick me up? Was she very open? Was she... was she trying to seduce me? Finally, she broke the silence. "Have a seat on the bed." She said as she toweled off her hair. She turned around and bent down, drying her hair and offering a peak at those two peach lips I'd peaked at last year.
"So what's up Sam?" I stopped. I had nothing to say. I didn't know what to think. I sat there, slack jawed. She turned around, wrapping the towel around her, "Sam?" I shook my head, bringing myself back, "Er... uh... not... too much. I'm just... kinda down..." She frowned and sat down next to me on the bed. "I'm sorry Sam. Anything I can help you with?"
I sat and considered what I should say. My pants were tight, my cock throbbing. I thought a moment and stammered in an oddly brave moment, "I want to touch you..." She stared at me for a moment. She smiled softly and whispered, "Where do you want to touch me, Sam?" I closed my eyes and licked my lips. I took in a deep breath and whispered, "Your breasts..." I felt a weight lift off the bed and then heard fabric hit the floor. She then said, "Open your eyes, Sam... tell me what you want... tonight, you can have it..."
My breath caught in my throat as she stood there naked before me. I swallowed a gulp of air and bit my lip (a bad habit of mine when I'm nervous). I stood up and whispered, "Lie down... on the bed..." She responded as I demanded. My heart was beating heavily in my chest, my hands were shaking, my cock throbbing.
I crawled on top of her and carefully began to kiss her lips. As soon as they met, the sparks flew. Our tongues quickly pushed to meet each others, breaking down the barrier, which had been put up by teeth and lips. She slowly ground her hips against mine. I knew what she wanted and I'd do my best to get it to her.
I sat up and slowly slipped off my shirt, tossing it on the towel that had once adorned her body. She smiled at this, "Mmm... nice. I never would have guessed you were so..." I smiled at her compliment, more than likely blushing. I crawled off of her and next came the pants and boxers together. I gripped my throbbing member and slowly stroked it, mostly out of habit.
Kayla got up quickly and brushed my hand away. Her eyes shined bright as did her smile at the sight of my cock that, once again, through the miracle of puberty, had grown to a robust seven long and two and a half wide. She began to slowly stroke me as she looked up at me. I looked down with a smile at that heavenly body below me, stroking me. I closed my eyes and my head went back as a soft, shuddered sigh came from my lips.
It was then I felt the familiar feel of lips wrap around my throbbing cock. I jumped and looked down. She had a smile that could be seen despite my large member inside of her warm, slick mouth. I ran my hands through her hair as she slowly began to bob her head up and down my unit, her tongue running around my shaft and head slowly at first, then building. The pace starting off slow and teasing, then began to creep up to a pleasurable fast pace.
My head titled back again, groaning and whimpering with each slurp of her tongue, with each pass of her lips over my sensitive head. My hips began to thrust into her mouth, wanting and needing the medicine that she was giving me. Oh my did she know how to get a man's mind off of those which troubled him. She knew so fantastically!
My breathing became heavy as I thrust harder into her mouth. I managed to whimper out, "Oh Kayla... so... close..." through heavy breaths and grit teeth. My hands gripped her head as she continued to prove herself quite the professional at making me feel better. I swallowed heavily and gasped loudly as I climaxed, sending my warm, sticky cum bursting into her mouth. Wave after wave flooded her mouth, all of which she took as a pro, swallowing every drop.
Once I'd gone limp, and rather dizzy, she crawled onto the bed and splayed out, spread eagle. My eyes lit up as she whispered in a come-hither manner, "You got what you needed... it's my turn..." I nodded as I crawled to the edge of the bed and slowly slipped a finger inside of her tight, wet cunt. She was slick and I was eager. I stuck a second finger inside of her and spread her lips with my other hand. I pulled my slick fingers out of her and slowly started to rub her clit with my fingers. I heard a gasp and her waist tightened as I worked around her tender button.
My fingers worked away at her clit as I moved my way up her body. I licked my lips as I saw her pert nipples sticking out. One thing I loved more than anything was to suck nipples, and Kayla's were beautiful. Dark pink and they stick out a good half an inch. My lips wrapped around that soft flesh and sucked with determination.
Her hips bucked into my fingers as I sucked on those nipples, nibbling on them slowly. Her breathing became faster quickly as my digits worked over that button, tracing around it, softly pressing into it. I nibbled on the nipples of those generously large, teardrop breasts for a good five minutes as my fingers played with her clit.
Finally, it was time for me to drop. I pulled my fingers away with a smile on my face. I looked at her half glazed eyes, which begged me to continue. "What's... wrong?" she asked breathlessly. "Don't stop... please..." She sounded so desperate, her voice squeaking out. I smiled and kissed her softly. With a whisper I said, "You're not done... so neither am I..." Many, many years ago I'd always vowed to myself that who ever I'm with, she will always get hers. I planned to make good on my promise.
My head slipped from one set of lips to the other very quickly. I spread her legs wider, taking in the view of those lovely peach lips. I spread them and lapped slowly over her cunt hole, drinking up some of her salty juices. Slimy yet satisfying, to quote a certain Disney movie about a royal lion. My tongue then slipped around her clit, sampling and teasing her tender button. Then I made my move. My tongue slipped over her clit, which drew a sharp buck of the hips. I smiled and drew my tongue over her clit again, this time taking my time, feeling the surface. She gasped, groaned, and ran her hands through my hair.
My tongue began doing figure eights and flips and rolls over her salty nub, turning out all the tricks in the book. Her hips bucked and pushed her onto my tongue. I gripped her curvy, sexy hips and did my best to keep her still and at my mercy. I caressed her smooth, pert rear, even spanking her a few times, drawing surprised but pleased moans from that sensual mouth.
I pulled my mouth closer to her clit, my tongue now reciting the alphabet around that sensitive skin, all the while her panting and moaning growing louder, her hips bucking higher into the air. I was bound and determined to make this one scream. I almost needed to hear her cry out my name, just to feel something.
The moans grew louder, the breathing heavier, as my jaw began to ache, but ache so good. I grabbed her beautiful ass as she shook and finally, it came. She screamed out in loud passion as my tongue brought her to her utmost ecstasy. I continued toying with her button for a while, bringing her down gently.
When I stopped, I licked my lips, tasting her sweet juices. She looked up, a dreamy look in her eyes. I smiled and whispered, "So you like that?" She simply nodded to me, then fell her head back onto the bed. Finally, she panted out, "Oh God..."
I looked down at my throbbing cock and wondered, could this be it? I kissed her lips and she kissed me back. She seemed exhausted but cautiously I whispered, "Are you ready for more?" Much to my dismay, she shook her head. She closed her eyes and whimpered, "Next time... I promise..." I nodded, gave her another soft kiss, and got dressed. I looked over at that naked body one last time and licked my lips, getting a great mental image before I left.
Unfortunately, the next week I was over, she was with a guy. A college guy. A 23-year-old college guy. We still talked, but nothing ever came of that promise of hers. The rest of junior year passed without incident. A few girlfriends, but they didn't last long. I just went about my lacrosse and hockey playing ways.