A few days later, I rang Harriet. “I’m off work early tomorrow, and I noticed you don’t have a lesson either,” I said. “I was wondering if you’d like to have lunch together, as friends. Just to prove to each other that we can keep things at that level.”
“Ummm…” I could almost hear Harriet weighing up the idea in her mind. Then she caved.
Sure!” she said.
“I’ll come over there; after all you only live round the corner from college. What time should I come by?”
“How about 1?” she said.
“Sounds good.”
At 1 I rang the doorbell. She’d obviously only just got out the shower, not expecting me to be on time. When I saw her hair all wet, I smiled.
“Oh my God!” I said.
“What?” Harriet asked, puzzled.
“You look absolutely amazing!” I said.
She blushed, smiling. I stepped inside, shutting the door behind me and stepped closer to her. I backed her up until she bumped into the wall. All pretence of an innocent, friendly lunch fell from my mind. Harriet’s breathing grew laboured as I stepped right up to her. She put her arms round my neck. I bent to kiss her and she immediately opened her mouth, sighing as I slipped my tongue inside. My hands clamped onto her firm, tight ass through her jeans as our tongues twisted inside her mouth, dancing together feverishly.
I slid my hand around to her front, pressing against her pussy through her jeans. She moaned into my mouth, as my searching fingers pushed through the rough fabric and traced the outline of her pussy lips, gently rubbing up and down. I slid both hands up her body, taking her blouse with them, exposing her perfect breasts, smooth, pert nipples already stiffening with arousal through her bra. She broke the kiss and raised her arms as I pulled the blouse up over her head, and dropped it on the floor. My lips brushed across firm and smooth swell of her breasts in her bra, while my hand went right back to her crotch, rubbing her more strongly through the denim. We kissed again and Harriet squirmed against me, breathing heavily into my mouth.
Her hands went down to my jeans and hastily undid them, her fingers almost scrabbling at the belt and zipper. She tugged them down my thighs, pulling down my shorts with them, so that my cock sprang free, surging to its full length as Harriet seized it in her palm, feeling its full, thick, long, throbbing length. I grunted at her touch. Still kissing me, she stroked my shaft slowly but firmly. I could feel her hand moving up and down, measuring the length, squeezing occasionally at the thick shaft in her palm. She moaned softly into my mouth as she stroked, and then rolled the head round an round in her palm.
Then, somewhat unexpectedly, she slowly sank to her knees, right there in the hallway, pulling my jeans and shorts right down to the floor. My cock was standing at attention right in front of her face, as it reared long and hard and throbbing from a dark thatch of curly black hair, and she stared at it hungrily, taking in its dark skin, its prominent veins, and its rearing thickness before her. Her left hand still held my shaft, stroking it eagerly, and she leaned forward and licked at the base of my cock.
Then she licked up the shaft slowly. Her other hand reached to cup my heavy balls, rolling them gently in her palm, weighing them, her fingers twisting through the dark hairs, feeling my balls surge at her touch. I looked down at her face, smiling at its look of intense concentration as she stroked my cock, her eyes fixed on the dark shaft, the big swollen head, her fingers snagging in the dark thatch of hair at its base and round the heavy balls.
Then, much to my satisfaction, she popped the swollen, big, smooth head into her mouth, sucking softly on it as her left hand continued to stroke me. Her mouth was stretched wide around my thick cock. I wondered how often she had done this for James and grinned to myself; I’d always hoped Harriet might put me in her mouth and now I could watch her. She was actually rather good; no, she was very good. She began to bob her head back and forth on my cock, slobbering all over it, her mouth literally watering. She took an inch or so more into her mouth with each bob, working her way down the shaft.
I held the back of her head while she sucked me, my fingers in her still wet hair, her sucking noises loud as her lips slid up and down my hard cock smoothly. She went as deep as she could without gagging, my cock inside her mouth, almost touching her throat as her tongue rolled around it and she sucked greedily, her left hand still clutching the shaft as her head bobbed up and down, her right hand rolling my tightening balls round and round. After a few minutes I groaned.
At that, she gently pulled my cock out of her eager mouth. Harriet looked up at me, her eyes bright with arousal, and then she stood up and kissed me excitedly. My hands undid the button of her jeans and pulled down the zip. I slid a hand into her panties and she kissed me harder. I could feel the curls of her short, neatly trimmed pubic hair run through my fingers as I searched for her pussy, the wiry hair, already sticky with pussy juices, clinging to my fingers as I moved them down. I found the soaking wet slit and ran my fingers up and down it. She sighed into my mouth, as pleasure ran through her body.
Her jeans slid off her hips and fell to the floor, revealing her tight panties that my hand had stretched outward as my fingers caressed her very wet pussy, occasionally one, then two slipping inside, then back to stroke her exposed clit as it throbbed with arousal. I sucked Harriet’s bottom lip into my mouth and slid my hand out of her panties. She was wearing only a bra and panties, her body slim and sexy beside my larger frame. She was on her tip toes kissing me. My hands went behind her back and unsnapped her bra. The straps fell from her shoulders and it slid down her arms to the floor, freeing her breasts. Her nipples were fully erect as I bent to kiss down her cheek to her neck. My hand began to rub her hot pussy through her thin panties as I bent further to suck a nipple into my mouth.
“Ohhhhhhh God.”
Harriet whispered the words, tingles running through her body, nipple linked directly to pussy, as one was stimulated by my mouth, so the other responded, juices soaking my fingers as they worked inside her. Slowly I sank to my knees before her, sliding her panties down, revealing the neat triangle of her pubic hair as I pulled them down her thighs. She eagerly stepped out of them.
I kissed the wiry down of her pussy, burying my nose in her short curls, loving the sweet, youthful scent of her body. I bent further down and she raised her right leg into the air, placing a foot on my bare shoulder, offering me her pussy. I could see how swollen and wet and flushed her pink pussy lips were and I sneaked my tongue in between them. I loved how she tasted.
Harriet roughly grabbed the back of my head, holding me there between her thighs, and I could sense her toes curling and uncurling on my shoulder. I grabbed her ass cheeks, cupped them so firm and smooth in my hands, as I began to lap at her needy clit, caressing her delicious cute ass in my big hands as I worked on her pussy.
“Ohhhh yesssss…”
She sighed, writhing against my face. I knew she was looking down at me, watching, her hair falling over her face, looking down over her breasts’ thrusting, pert nipples, down her smooth, flat stomach, over her neat, wiry bush where my head blocked the rest of the view. Her left hand was holding my head as my tongue licked up and down her wet pussy lips, slipped inside, probed deep into her, making her legs shiver.
“Let’s go to the bedroom,” she said
I gave her pussy one more lick, before standing before her, smiling. I pulled Harriet’s naked body close and we kissed passionately, my hands kneading her firm ass. She could feel my naked, very hard cock against her bare stomach. Suddenly, I bent and scooped her up into my arms, one arm curled under her back, the other under her legs. Harriet giggled, surprised. I looked into her eyes as I carried her off in the direction I thought the bedroom was in. Her clothes, my jeans and shorts, were left in a pile at the front door, her naked body in my arms while I carried her to her bed, her arms around my neck. I was breathing heavily, smiling.
“Can I fuck you, Harriet?” I asked as I carried her into her bedroom.
“Fuck, yes!” she said coolly, and her body shivered in my arms.
I laid her down on the bed and she eagerly spread her legs for me, feet flat on the bed. The pink lips of her pussy were swollen and moist, quivering in anticipation, topped by her curls of pubic hair. I pulled off my shirt and I knelt between her legs holding my cock out, pressing the swollen head against her hungry pussy lips. Barely 20 minutes after I arrived for a friendly lunch, and I was sliding my cock into Harriet, gorgeous, fit, hot, sexy Harriet! 20 minutes! Shit I thought, am I lucky or what? The lips of her pussy spread wide to absorb my cock as it forced, no not forced as she was welcoming it with open arms, open pussy, eased its way inside.
“Ooohhh.”
She let out a long, sexy moan as several inches of my cock pierced her. I kissed her soft lips, and she breathed heavily into my mouth as she felt my cock withdraw slightly, before pushing further inside.
“Mmmmmph!” she moaned, lips smacking mine as I was half way in. “You’re much, much bigger than James.”
I grinned and pushed forward and my entire length slid smoothly into her hungry, teen pussy.
“Ohhhhh!”
Harriet moaned, breaking the kiss. I held myself inside her for a moment, relishing the warmth, the wetness and the tightness that engulfed my cock. Then slowly I made love to her, sliding in and out slowly and gently, watching her as she closed her eyes, threw her head back, and enjoyed my long, thick cock as it slid in and out of her slick, tight pussy.
Harriet’s breathing was laboured, her moans were soft, and her orgasm was rising even though she was getting fucked slowly. Holding myself up on my arms, I began to slide my cock into her slightly harder and slightly faster. Her breasts began to bounce a little with each thrust, her breathing became even more laboured, and her moans louder. Ten minutes at this steady, inexorable pace and Harriet was climbing the wall. She came.
Her body was wracked with pleasure as her pussy convulsed around my throbbing cock. Her cries filled the room. Her hands clawed at me as she came, fingers clenching in my shoulders, arching her body beneath me, hands sliding down to grip my ass to pull me down into her, grinding her pussy mound against me as she thrashed through her orgasm. This just drove me to fuck her harder. I rose as high above Harriet on my arms as I could and plunged deep inside her, every inch of cock, then far out, moving my hips in a steady rhythm.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! Uh! Oh! Oh! Uh!”
Harriet went on moaning. For ten more minutes I continued at this pace, the tension in my body increasing as I tried to control my own orgasm while at the same time working the girl beneath me towards a second. I worked her pussy carefully, fast thrusts, slow thrusts, irregular thrusts, regular rhythmic thrusts, teasing thrusts, caressing thrusts, shallow thrusts, and deep thrusts, grinding against her mound with my cock far inside her. I couldn’t believe how much I was still hanging on, my whole body glistening with sweat, my muscles taut, breathing hard. But the effort was well rewarded. Harriet hit orgasm again.
“Oooohhhh…Ooohhhhh God!”
She moaned loudly, cumming as I held myself still and her body just shivered and writhed around my cock, deep in her tight, wet pussy as she quivered and arched through a second delicious orgasm. After a few minutes more I grew tired and slid out of her aching wet sex with a loud slurp and rolled over beside her onto my back, breathing hard.
Well, it did not take Harriet more than five seconds to climb on top of me, reaching down between her parted legs with her left hand. She pressed her horny, wet pussy down on my cock head, still shiny from her pussy, and her pink lips parted eagerly, gobbling up my entire cock as she lowered herself slowly and carefully onto it. Her eyes closed for a moment and a look of delicious pleasure and wicked lust came over her young face. She opened her eyes and stared down at me.
“Ohhhhhhh I love how big you are! I so love your big cock! I can’t believe how much I need it!”
She moaned very loudly and I grinned, delighted at her words. She pressed her ass down on my lap, forcing every inch of my cock inside her needy pussy, rocking slowly on top of me, grinding her tingling clit against me. Then Harriet leaned forward and she kissed me, lips smacking, holding me inside her. Then she planted her hands on my chest, raised herself slightly and began to lift her ass and drop it, sliding up and down my cock, in and out of her slick, tight pussy.
I cupped her breasts as they bounced slightly in front of me and she leaned further forward as my hands caressed them, offering her nipples to my mouth. Greedily I sucked each one, rolling the stiff tips of her firm young breasts with my tongue. She moaned with pleasure. Then Harriet pulled away, sitting up and writhing on my lap, rubbing her tingling clit against my body as she sat with my long, thick cock buried inside her, or rising slowly up on her knees before plunging down fully on my throbbing cock, her eyes closed, head back, breasts bouncing gently as she murmured softly to herself.
“Mmmm, that’s so good! Such a great cock! Such a great fuck!”
I caressed down her back until my hands latched onto each of Harriet’s firm, smooth buttocks. I squeezed her ass cheeks tightly as her slick pussy ran up and down my shaft, working to a steady rhythm.
“Ohhhhh!”
Looking down I could see the pink lips of her pussy stretching outward each time she slid down my shining cock shaft. After riding me for all she was worth for a few minutes, I took over. I spread my legs more, bent them at the knee, and planted my feet firmly on the bed. Then I began to thrust upwards as hard as I could, while my hands forced Harriet down on my lap over and over, still squeezing her as cheeks tightly. I began driving the full length of my cock deep into her tight wet pussy. Harriet started moaning loudly, unable to catch her breath. The bed started squeaking uncontrollably beneath us as we both lost it.
“Ooohhh! Unnnhh!” she moaned, cumming.
I pushed my whole cock up her pussy, hands holding her hips tightly, pulling her right down onto my lap. I grunted loudly, fiercely, arched under Harriet, and felt my cock jerk inside her rippling, squeezing pussy, spraying a load of thick cum inside her.
“Oooohhhh fu-u-uck!” she sighed, still cumming.
I unloaded more cum into Harriet as she collapsed forward on top of me. My cock went on spasming and jerking cum, filling her gorgeous wet, tight pussy as she lay panting on top of me, trying to catch her breath. We kissed breathlessly, lips smacking. My hands slowly caressed her deliciously smooth body, over her back, her ass, as we wound down.
“Oh my God…” she whispered, “I never came like that, or that much, with James!”
Harriet was looking down at me, hair dishevelled, eyes sparkling, grinning from ear to ear. I grinned back, feeling the slow, sticky trickle of my cum and her pussy juices as they slithered down across my balls.