Chapter Six
Chapter Six
“That was fun,” she said as she walked out of the bathroom, her chest washed clean, her marvellous tits glistening wet.
“You can say that again,” he said, as he lay on the bed, still shirtless but now wearing his shorts, her beads still hanging around his neck. He watched as she moved around the room, her hips swaying as she walked around in just her short shorts.
“So, what are you doing for the rest of the day?” he asked, as casually as he could, thinking about how wet her pussy was, how good she would feel, how good she would taste.
“I have to meet my friends in town,” she said, bending over excessively, giving him a perfect view of her tight ass in her shorts as she picked up her t-shirt, “about one.” She stood and turned to face him as she pulled it over her head, giving him one last look at her perfect body as she stretched the fabric tightly over her breasts. “What time is it?”
“About one,” he said.
“Oh shit,” she said, “I’ve got to go get ready.” She ran towards him and bounced onto the bed, her petite body landing on top of him. She felt like she weighed nothing at all and he thought about all the ways he could toss her about the room as they fucked repeatedly.
His hands automatically went to her ass and she moaned as she moved on top of him, her now-covered breasts pressing into his bare chest as her lips found his, and her tongue slid into his mouth.
“Or,” he said, his cock twitching in his shorts, more than ready to go again, “you could spend the afternoon here.”
“That sounds amazing,” she said, writhing on top of him, “but I’ve really got to go.” She kissed him hard one last time, then pulled the beads from around his neck, put them on, bounced off the bed and headed for the door. “It was lovely to meet you,” she hesitated for a moment.
“Josh,” he said.
“It was lovely to meet you,
Josh
,” she said, waving as she left the bedroom, only to return a second later. “I’m Chiho.”
“Lovely to meet you, Chiho,” he said, realising for the first time that she had sucked his dick before she had asked his name, “maybe we can meet up again?”
“I’d really like that, but I’ve
really
got to go.”
With that, she rushed out of the bedroom.
He lay there, his head spinning, still unable to grasp what had happened, how this stunning college student had brought him back to his room and given him the tit wank of a lifetime, begging him to cum all over her perfect body.
It didn’t get much better than that.
But before he knew it, Chiho rushed into the bedroom and bounced back onto the bed. She kissed him again and his hands returned to her perfect body. But as she moaned on top of him, he felt her arm reaching down between them, but she wasn’t reaching into his shorts, she was reaching into hers.
She moaned into his mouth, her fingers moving between her legs, until she slid her arm out from between their bodies and broke away from their kiss.
“Just a little something to remember me by,” she said.
“I don’t think I’m likely to forge–,” he began, before being interrupted by two wet fingers sliding into his mouth.
She gasped as he sucked at her fingers, moaning as she slid them in and out of his lips, his tongue caressing them as he licked off every last drop of her wetness from them, his cock throbbing as the taste of her set his body on fire.
Finally clean, she slid them out of his mouth.
“How was that?” she asked.
“Perfect,” he breathed, licking his lips looking for more of her taste.
“There’s plenty more where that came from,” she said, leaning in to kiss him slowly, her tongue sliding into his mouth. She moaned as she tasted herself on his lips, her hands gently holding the sides of his face as she continued to search out the taste they both craved.
After what felt like a lifetime, she broke off the kiss, smiling as licked her soft lips, then climbed off the bed and casually walked towards the bedroom door, saying nothing as she left, just turned her head and gave him a wink before she left the room and then the apartment.
He lay there, stunned, watching the bedroom door.
He could still feel her, her soft hand on his face, her lips on his, her pussy-coated fingers sliding in and out of her mouth.
“Fuck me,” he said to himself, “Stepphy
really
needs a raise.”
He began to drift off, the heat and excitement of the midday encounter leaving him drained in every possible way. As he lay there, drifting off to sleep, the taste of her beautiful pussy in his mouth, he knew this would be the best Spring Break of his life.