Lisa

I was in my room, doing some homework, chatting with friends, and snacking on Cheese Nips. It was pretty much your typical Sunday afternoon, bogged down in essays and studying, but still trying to have some fun. I went to print my essay, one down one to go, when the phone rang. I hit print, walked over to the receiver and picked it up. The sultry voice coming from the other end was none other than the girl who had just moved in down the road. She was still adjusting to the neighborhood, the school, and pretty much just getting acclimated to the area. Let me also mention that she was also incredibly hot. For this stage in life her curves were incredible, almost absurd though her cute face and level of maturity helped her pull it off.
“Hello?” I said (what a classy pickup).
“Hey, this is Lisa, from down the road. You’re in my history class, right?” she asked, voice smooth as ice.
“Yeah, what can I do for you?”
“You know that World War One test that we have Tuesday?”
“Yeah, I was just about to start studying.”
“I really don’t get some of what happened, could you come over in a while and we could maybe study together?”
“Yeah, let me finish my literature paper and I’ll be right over. You live at three-oh-three right?”
“Three-oh-five actually. Good luck on your paper, and I’ll see you then”
“Yeah, bye.”
I put the phone back on the receiver and sat back in my computer chair, determined to finish my essay as fast as humanly possible. My fingers flying over the keyboard, my mind was not on Charles Dickens’ “A Tale of Two Cities”, but on the ample curves that Lisa had. As I came to an end with my paper, my shorts were doing a good impression of the Himalayas as my member strained against its’ cotton prison. While I printed the paper, all I could think about were Lisa’s large breasts, round ass and long legs. She wasn’t overly tall, maybe five foot four, still shorter than my five foot ten. The paper popped out to the printer tray, I took it and my Spanish essay and threw it in my book bag, taking out my history book and notes. Hoisting the book and notes into the crook of my arm I walked down the stairs, out the door, and down the road. By now, my seven and a half inch hard on had subsided, letting me walk without shame towards Lisa’s house. About five minutes later I arrived at number three-oh-three, and I walked up the short sidewalk to the house and gave the door a few quick raps.
“Who is it?” came a voice from inside.
“Lisa, is that you, it’s me to help you study for history!”
“Oh, sorry I’ll be right there; I think the door is open.”
Turns out it was. I opened the door, walked in, slipped my shoes off onto a rug obviously meant for shoes to go on, and looked for Lisa. She appeared from the room down the hall, and it took much effort to keep my eyes on her face as I walked towards her study. As she turned to re-enter the room I quickly took in her full womanly body, her unbelievably short miniskirt just barely hiding her ass. Her small tube top revealed a lot of midriff, and an attractive midriff it was. She had a nice golden tan and her breasts were ample enough to hold her tube top up without any difficulty. Where the tube top ended I could see that her breasts were also tan, implying that she most likely tanned naked. Taking my eyes off her I followed her into the study.
“Hey, thanks for coming over, I really need help, if I took the test right now I would fail!”
“It’s not that hard, here, let’s sit down and start studying!”
We sat down on the couch, the full, puffy cushions letting each of us sink deep into them as I chuckled at the sensation. I opened my history book, and she slid along the couch, pressing firmly against me to get a better view of the book. This made it extremely difficult for me to concentrate, and much to my chagrin it did not seem to be affecting her. Her magnificent breasts were in the corner of my vision as I looked down at the relatively boring history text. Her ass was pressed against mine, and it was all I could do to give my basic understanding of what happened in World War One. Suddenly, I felt her hand up against my leg, rubbing and massaging it. I flipped the page and my hand brushed against her breast, a slight pause as it rubbed against a hard nipple that was straining through her tight tube top. Her shapely legs were quite visible, extending out from her miniskirt, her panties barely hidden. I could tell she wore no bra, and all these thoughts were driving me crazy as I tried to explain the importance of aircraft in the later stages of the war. The hand that was not massaging my leg moved up to take one side of the history book, leaving my other hand free. My other hand slid along the back of the couch to the other side of her, resting on the curve of midriff right before it plunged into her miniskirt.
She pushed up tighter against me, and I began to rub her side with my free hand. Still pretending to be studying I continued explaining main concepts and flipping pages. Her hand then stopped massaging my leg, and quickly came up to hold my other hand, like we were cuddling while watching a movie. I grasped her hand firmly, still flipping the pages. And that’s when she took the history book, closed it, shoved it to the side and quickly seated herself in my lap, facing me. Her hands were on my side, and the heat being transmitted between them was amazingly arousing.
“I’ve thought you were hot from the moment I saw you on the school bus”
I thought she was kidding, but her hard nipples and position were giving me the doubt. “Are you serious?”
“Very. I’ve masturbated myself to sleep thinking about you, and now I have my chance.”
“I had no idea, I thought you were hot, but I also thought that you were way out of my league.”
“Hardly. Anyways, take me, Now.”
What else could I do? I lifted my arms, put my hands on the back of her head and pulled her close, feeling our lips meet. I’m not sure whose tongue went first, but soon saliva was being exchanged in large amounts as our tongues explored every crevice of the other’s mouth. My hands left the back of her head, and started to move down her back. Giving her shoulders and back a thorough rub, I found the zipper on the back of her tube top. I pulled it down ever so slowly, my other hand massaging every square inch of flesh that was revealed, eliciting small sighs of pleasure from Lisa as our mouths remained linked. I was pleased to find that she was not wearing a bra, and as I continued my quest down her back side, her hands had not been idle. After holding my head for a while during our kiss, they made their way to the bottom of my t-shirt. Pulling it up slowly, I had just finished unzipping her tube top as I lifted my arms to complete the removal of my shirt. I followed suit by pushing her body away for a few seconds while I slid her tube top off. Our kiss continued, and places in my mouth I did not know I had had been violated by her ever probing tongue.
A slight moan escaped her lips, interrupting our kiss ever so slightly, when my hands came to her front, rubbing her full breasts, and putting her nipples between forefinger and thumb, feeling them harden even more. Suddenly our kiss ended. She pulled away from me, her breasts swaying and her nipples looking more beautiful than ever, all hard and red.
“I can’t take anymore of this! I need you, now. Please?”
Not one to disappoint a lady, I stood up with her, and pulled down her miniskirt. I was both shocked and delighted to see that she had not been wearing any panties. Her pussy lips were visibly excited, all red and puffed out. I gave her labia a few rubs, and she began to moan, all the while working on getting my shorts off. She undid my belt, button, and pulled down my zipper while I continued to rub her clit. My shorts fell to the ground, and my boxers were in much distress due to the pressure that my dick was placing on the button. Bent downwards, it was creating a huge lump and causing me a small bit of pain. When I had been sitting down it was not painful and much less noticeable, but now it was quite awkward, and painfully erect. She removed my boxers, and my dick sprang up. It was about seven and a half inches long, and about three inches thick. She was captivated by it for a few seconds; confirming my suspicions that she also was a highly excited virgin. I sat down on the couch, and said three short words.
“Come to me.”
She did. I held her ass while she climbed onto the couch with me. I held her up while she used her hands to line up my shaft with her entry. She slowly nodded to me, causing her breasts to sway slightly. I lowered her ever so slowly, my muscular arms barely feeling the strain from her light body. The head of my cock brushed up against her sodden labia, causing a massive wave of pleasure to sweep through me, and it was all I could do to not drop her fully onto my shaft right then and there. I continued to lower her, her hands guiding me into her opening. Her labia parted, and I entered her. Slowly I began to slide deeper inside her. I felt a bit of resistance, obviously her hymen, and she gave a slight whimper.
“Want me to stop?”
“No, it just hurts a bit.”
As she gritted her teeth, I felt the resistance give. A slight stream of blood flowed down my shaft, subsiding just as quickly as it had come into being. She gave a long moan as I entered regions uncharted, going deeper, ever deeper, inside her. I was almost halfway in when she reached her hand down and began to rub her clit. Her eyes were skyward as her pleasure slowly built. Sad that I could not rub her breasts while my hands were engaged into lowering her upon me, I continued to lower her, finally arriving at the hilt. She gave another moan, and I followed suit, her pussy muscles had acted up, performing a milking action on my shaft, causing a large amount of pleasure to waft over me. I began to lift her back up, but her legs acted before me, lifting her body up, ever so slow. She arrived at the top, still rubbing her clit, guided me back in and slid back down. She continued to do this, getting a bit faster with each up and each down until we were at a steady rhythm. My hands played with her ass for a little while, enjoying the smooth skin and round cheeks, but soon they lost interest. As she continued to fuck me, I put a thumb and forefinger on one nipple, and my mouth on another. She gave a long moan as my tongue moved back and forth between each nipple, swirling around them and flicking them quite softly. When my tongue was not on a nipple, my hands were. I felt her begin to increase the speed of her up-down motion, and I decided to join in. As she came down, I lifted up, our bodies meeting, sending me even deeper inside her. Her hand moved against her clit ever faster, and I increased my actions on her breasts, sensing she would soon have an orgasm. My suspicions proved correct. She began to moan, and they became deeper and deeper with each plunge of my thick shaft inside her. Her dam broke. Her pussy clenched tight around me, reminding me that I would soon be following suit. She gave a slight scream and her moans were high-pitched as she rode the waves of pleasure inside her.
“Remember to pull out, I don’t want to get pregnant”
Her words brought me back to reality. My pleasure well was filling, and all I could think about was slamming Lisa until the end of time. I knew that if I came inside her I would be burdening myself with a responsibility I was not ready for. I continued to slam into her, my actions on her nipples continuing. She whispered a few ideas in my ear, and I quickly agreed. She got off of my cock, a slight slurp escaping her entry as the labia came back together. Giving myself a slight whack job to stay hard, I laid down on the couch, as Lisa climbed upon me. Entering the classic sixty-nine position, her inexperienced mouth took my thick member inside it, trying to get as far down the shaft as she could. She brought her tongue into the endeavor, lapping her juices off the long shaft. I brought my hands around her small frame, her full ass above my face and I pulled her down onto me. I separated her lips with my tongue, and began to flick her clit as fast as I could, causing moans to escape her mouth, the vibrations eliciting strange sensations in my soon to explode manhood. I do not know why, but one of my hands had drifted towards her asshole, and was rubbing it and the regions around it. While my tongue began to try to enter her tight cunt, my finger began to enter her tight nether regions. I was soon sliding my tongue in and out of her cunt, and my finger in and out of her ass. As her body tightened up, she redoubled her efforts on my cock. Feeling that I was about to come all over her face I also doubled my efforts on her. We hopped on the first train to oblivion as she sucked with all her might and I violated both her holes at increasing velocities. She went first, her ass catching my finger in a death grip and her pussy becoming soaked with juice that I greedily lapped up. As her mouth flew down on my cock as an aftershock of her orgasm, I could take no more. My balls tightened, and my member erupted more than it ever had after a long round of masturbation. She was at first obviously repulsed by the taste, letting it just flow back down my shaft, but she caught on to things, realizing that it was pretty good. She swallowed my last few spurts and set about obtaining every last drop that she had missed at first.
“That was pretty incredible” I said, not believing the understatement that was.
“Yeah. My parents are gone for the week, maybe we could study some more tomorrow, it is a school work day.”
“That’s not a bad idea. My mom and dad don’t come back until Friday, how about yours? Maybe I could just stay here and we could study until we can’t study any more.”
“Sounds like fun. For now, how about a shower to clean this off?”
“Should be enjoyable.”
We headed to the shower, but that’s another story.

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