Loaner Boyfriend

"Yep, I've played this game before," he thought to himself.

Their kiss this time was spontaneous and mutual; no surprises, no shock, just hungry passion. His hands roamed all over her ample ass cheeks as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed against him. He slipped one hand down between them, searching for the bottom of her dress, then up between her thighs. The shock came when he touched the swamp between her legs. Marcy usually wore cotton panties; Jennifer had on some kind of silky, satiny panties, and they were completely soaked with her juices. Slippery wet and overflowing, her inner thighs were even wet. He stroked her puffy lips through the wet satin, and she moaned into his mouth when he felt the hard nub of her clit.

"God, you are so wet."

"Sorry, I can't help it."

"No, No, It's a good thing. I'm not complaining," He assured her. He found the top of the panties now, and slid his fingers inside and down over her clit and stroked the length of her wet slit. She moaned and kissed him even harder, as his fingers got soaked from both sides - pussy and panties. Now his middle finger slid inside her. No hymen - fingers or toys must have taken care of that barrier. She gasped and dug her fingers into his arm as he explored her wet pussy; stroking in and out, searching for the bottom of her vagina, curling his finger against the front wall while his palm pressed against her clit. Now two fingers, stretching her tight wet hole slightly while his thumb massaged her clit.

Neither of them could concentrate on kissing any more, and she just panted into the side of his neck as he finger-fucked and rubbed her to orgasm. "Oh God!" She shuddered and went limp, leaning back against the wall as the orgasm flooded her senses and she started giggling uncontrollably. He couldn't help but smile and laugh with her.

"I'm not laughing because it's funny," she said. "I'm just happy."

"I get it. I'm happy too."

"Let me do something for you now," she said, as she fumbled for his crotch, finding his erection underneath the jeans and squeezing gently.

He was turned on as hell and would love to feel her mouth around his cock, or bend her over and fuck her against the wall, but suddenly a pang of remorse hit him, as he remembered Marcy's suggestion: "Maybe you could go see a movie with her or shoot some pool or something - try to cheer her up." He had definitely cheered her up, but this was way past a friendly game of 8-ball.

He gently took her hand away from his crotch. "Don't take this the wrong way - you are very sexy and I would really like to do everything with you, but we need to stop. I have a girlfriend, and I've gone too far already. I shouldn't have let myself give in."

She was silent for several seconds, then said, "I understand. I'm pretty jealous of your girlfriend, just so you know. One more kiss?"

They kissed for a long time and then started down the stairs and walked back across campus to the dorm, not talking much on the way. In the lobby they hugged and he gave her a peck on the forehead. "I really enjoyed this evening. All of it," he said.

"Me too. Bye, and don't study too hard."

After she headed upstairs he was discombobulated again and didn't know what to do with himself. He sank into one of the easy chairs in the lounge and watched Letterman for awhile, occasionally bringing his hand to his nose and inhaling the pungent aroma of Jennifer's juices on his fingers. He had never encountered such wetness before! He was surprised her dress wasn't soaked as well. What would he tell Marcy, if anything? That they saw a movie? That they went for a walk? He had stopped short of actually cheating on his girlfriend, but sniffing your fingers covered in another girl's pussy juices wasn't exactly the opposite of cheating, now was it?

Finally, as the drunks started stumbling in from the Friday night parties, he headed toward his room. Passing the mailboxes near the front desk, he realized he hadn't checked his mail today. He turned his key in the lock and opened the mail slot, and found an envelope from Marcy. A small notecard envelope, with a red lipstick imprint of her lips on the fold - she always "sealed with a kiss." He could smell her perfume, and his heart sank with guilt.

Once in the room he opened the letter, and could hear Marcy's voice as he read her tidy handwriting:

Daniel,

Remember what we talked about a couple of weeks ago, about Jennifer?

She seems so lonely and desperate and horny, I feel so sorry for her and really wish she could have a "first time" that was memorable.

I don't really know if you find her attractive at all, but I just wanted to let you know that if you do, and if things go that way, I'm okay with you being her first. No pressure, definitely not pushing for it to happen, just letting you know that you have my blessing if it happens. Just don't get her pregnant, and for God's sake, don't fall in love!

Gotta run...

Love,

Marcy

He read it again to make sure his eyes weren't playing tricks. His girlfriend was giving him explicit permission to screw another girl. He brought the letter to his nose and inhaled Marcy's delicate perfume, mingled with the stronger "perfume" from between Jennifer's legs, and knew three things for sure: he had the coolest girlfriend in the world, he was going to be Jennifer Thompson's first lover, and it was going to take all the willpower he could muster not to jack off tonight.

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The bed in the one-room rustic lake cabin was a queen size, with a comforter featuring a leafy nature motif. Jennifer was down to a bra and panties; some purple satiny panties that were already getting wet in the crotch. They had talked at breakfast, and he'd invited her to go to the lake with him for the rest of the weekend. On the drive out, he asked her if she was still eager to lose her virginity.

"Are you proposing a solution?" she had asked a little playfully. "Last night you didn't want to cheat on Marcy."

"I think Marcy would be okay with it," he said. "Do you want me to be the one?"

"Yes, you know I do. And I think Marcy is okay with it too, she left me a note yesterday with her meal card."

So Marcy had given them both permission! "Why didn't you say anything last night?"

"I figured she had already talked to you, and I wasn't sure if you even wanted me. I want you to want me too."

So here they were, passionately kissing on the bed, and he sure as hell did want her. He licked his way down from her neck to the top of her breasts, pulling the bra straps down off her shoulders as he went, pulling the cups off her big soft breasts, seeing her naked tits for the first time.

Big pink areolas nearly 3 inches across, with small pink nipples in the center. He cupped both breasts and pushed them together and licked and sucked; swirling his tongue all over them, sucking as much of the nipple and areola into his mouth as he could, tenderly biting her around the sides, raking her skin with his teeth. First the left one, then the right one, then pushing her soft flesh together enough to get both nipples in his mouth at the same time.

"This has to come off," he said. She rose up enough to let him get to the clasp on the back of the bra and he threw the bra on the floor, and went back to worshiping her soft mounds with his tongue. He kissed and licked his way down her belly now as he continued to caress her tits with his hands, stopping to French-kiss her belly button.

"That tickles," she giggled.

On down her belly, licking and sucking a soft roll of flabby belly fat into his mouth like a breast; nibbling on it all across her lower belly from one side to the other, while continuing to massage her tits. Then licking down to the top of her now soaking wet panties; he put his nose against them and rubbed up and down, getting his face wet with her slippery juices and feeling the outline of her pussy lips underneath. He started eating her pussy through the panties, licking up the wetness, pushing them into her vagina with his tongue, nibbling and chewing on her clit through the fabric. "Okay, now these have to come off." he said, as he pushed her thighs up and reached under her buttocks to grasp the back of the panties and slide them down; off her ass and up her thighs and over her pretty toes, now at eye level. Sliding back down, he held her thighs apart with his hands and just admired her pretty pink pussy for awhile.

This made her a little self-conscious: "Does it look okay? I'm not weird looking down there, am I?"

"No Honey, it's beautiful, I'm just admiring the view." Scooting on down, he slid his hands under her ass cheeks and buried his face in her pussy; licking and sucking and nibbling and tasting; he ate her with gusto. Not in any rush to bring her to orgasm, more along the lines of enjoying a fine meal and not wanting it to end. He probed with his nose, licked from the bottom of her slit to her clit and back again, wormed his tongue into her hole as far as he could go. Pushing her thighs into the air with his hands, he moved lower, to tease her asshole, which was unlike any he had seen before. Marcy and most of the women he had been with had a crinkled rosebud, or a "balloon knot" anus. Jennifer had a smooth expanse of pink skin nearly 2 inches across, with a tiny hole in the middle. No crinkle, no rose on the verge of blooming, just a smooth pink cone that sloped to the tightest little hole he'd ever seen. He lightly caressed the outer rim of the cone with his tongue; she moaned.

He slurped with abandon now, coating her asshole with saliva, trying to worm his tongue into her tight little hole, which proved to be impossible. She moaned louder and gripped the back of his head, nearly pulling his hair out.

"You are so dirty, but God that feels so good," she said breathlessly.

He slowly licked his way back up the length of her pussy to her clit. Wrapping his forearms and hands around her thighs and pulling them together against his head, he made love to her clitoris; licking and gently sucking and swirling his tongue on her, bringing her to the edge of cumming, then patiently slowing down, giving little butterfly kisses and licking the lips for awhile, then back to her clit. Finally, she went over the edge with his tongue swirling around her clit; bucking her hips and pulling his head against her with both hands and moaning as the orgasm rocked her whole body for what seemed like forever.

Afterward, he slid up and lay beside her, casually playing with her tits as she recovered from her orgasm.

"That was incredible," she said. "I've never cum so hard before. Your tongue feels so much better than my fingers. I don't think I could even walk right now if I tried."

After a few minutes of resting, she rolled over and put her hand on his crotch. "I'm going to make you happy now, and you better not try to stop me this time."

"I wouldn't think of it."

She fumbled with his belt, finally got it unbuckled, then struggled with the zipper, finally getting it most of the way down, and tried pulling his jeans down. Impatient with the slow progress, he said, "let me help with that," and stripped off his jeans and underwear and kicked them off the bed, then pulled his shirt off and tossed it. Lying naked with her for the first time; pretty sure this was the first time she had ever been next to a naked man. His cock was not fully hard, but close, lying on his belly pointing toward his chest, wet with pre-cum.

Jennifer gingerly put her hand on his cock and felt the girth and texture, slid her hand down and cupped his balls, fascinated with the whole package. "It feels so soft... I mean it's firm and hard but the skin feels so soft - it moves back and forth on top of the hard part. And your balls roll around. And you're wet - did you cum already?"

"No Honey, when I'm horny I just get wet and leaky like you do, only not as much. It's mother nature's lubrication."

She fully gripped his cock and stroked back and forth, getting the pre-cum smeared all over the head and on her fingers and testing out the feel of man's penis in her hand for the first time. She bent down and licked him tentatively, then took the head in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it, then gently sucked on the tip. "I've never given a blow job before," she said, "tell me what feels good."

"The main thing is to keep your teeth out of the way," he said, "it's pretty sensitive and teeth hurt. And you can stand it up straight; it won't break." Unless you bend it too far, he didn't add. "Scoot down between my legs so you have plenty of room."

She got down on her elbows and knees between his legs and took him into her mouth, eagerly sucking and licking his now fully hard cock standing straight up from his groin.

He lay back and relaxed, just enjoying the physical sensation of her hot wet mouth on his cock and the psychological thrill of being part of her sexual awakening; knowing his was the first cock ever to pass her lips. What she lacked in experience and skill, she made up for in pure excitement and enthusiasm. She seemed to truly enjoy this, and he could see a sense of wonder in her eyes as she concentrated on giving her first blow job. She could only get about half of it in her mouth before getting uncomfortable and backing off, but she was a natural at getting just the right combination of suction and tongue action; and she even started caressing his balls too. He closed his eyes and felt the rise of a long overdue orgasm.

"Am I doing it right?" she asked, staring at him when he opened his eyes again.

"You are doing it perfectly. You're going to make me cum."

"Is there going to be a lot? I don't know if I can swallow it."

"Why don't you just use your hand to finish me off this first time - you can watch me cum and not have to try to swallow it. I'll let you know when I'm close. Here, let me show you something," he added. "See the underside, where the skin comes together in a 'V' at the base of the head? That spot is really sensitive and it feels really good when you lick it. And it feels really good when you combine sucking with using your hand to pump up and down. Move your hand in combination with your mouth - jerk up and down as it goes in and out of your mouth."

Eager to please, she sucked him and jacked him off and swirled her tongue on his frenulum all at the same time, and his orgasm built to the point of no return. It had been over a week since he'd had sex, 3-4 days since he'd masturbated, and he'd been repeatedly in a state of arousal for the last 2 days - this climax was an unstoppable freight train headed down the tracks.

"I'm close, just jack me with your hand!" he exclaimed. "Don't stop when I start to cum."

"Arrrrgh, fuck!" The first spurt of cum shot out of his cock an inch or so and landed on her thumb. The second blast went more than a foot into the air and splattered down all over her wrist and onto his belly. In shock, she stopped jerking and just stared in amazement at the white spunk on her wrist.

"Don't stop, please don't stop!" he pleaded. He put his hand over hers to guide her; helping her squeeze and pump his cock as the hot cum boiled out of him and down over both their hands like lava from a volcano. He came more than he could ever remember - it just kept flowing out in spurts, coating both their hands and dripping onto his belly. It felt like his balls and ass were turning inside out and trying come out his penis, in a good way.

Finally he stopped cumming and they just lay there with her hand around his semi-hard cock and his hand around hers, both covered in semen, as his breathing slowly came down to earth.

"Did I do okay?" she asked.

He could barely even speak, and laughed as he forced out the words: "that was better than okay, that was awesome."

"I didn't know it would shoot into the air like that," she said. "Or that there would be that much of it. That's amazing."

"I bet there's still a little more," he said, and squeezed her hand and stroked toward the head of his cock. Another glob of white cum oozed out of the tip.

She bent down and licked it up with her tongue and tasted. "It's kinda bitter, but not bad tasting; doesn't taste like anything I've ever had before." She sucked the whole head of his cock into her mouth and cleaned off the rest of the cum from his cock. "I think I like it."

Their fingers were entwined and covered in cum; a slippery mess. He playfully squeezed her hand and squished the cum around. "Here's a tip to remember," he said: "some girls act like it's radioactive and won't even touch it when a guy cums, they can't wait to clean it off. That's a pretty big turnoff for a guy; feels like rejection. It's just cum, it's not toxic waste."

"Okay, I'll remember that." There was a big blob in the flat cupped space between his thumb and forefinger; she leaned down and licked it off and swallowed. Then she licked off a trickle running down her little finger onto her hand. Then, while looking him in the eyes with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, she sucked both their index fingers into her mouth and licked them clean. "For God's sake, don't fall in love", Marcy had said. No guarantees, he thought, no fucking promises. She continued licking fingers while staring into his eyes until both of them were clean. He felt a twitch in his cock; watching her lick his semen off their hands was even hotter than cumming in her mouth would have been.

He pulled her up beside him and they just lay there for awhile, caressing and relaxing in a post-orgasmic state of bliss. She kissed him and started fondling his cock again, and before long he was rock hard again. He rolled over on top of her and ground his erection into her belly as they kissed passionately, getting closer and closer to her pussy, finally getting it wet with her slick juices as the head rubbed back and forth across her clit.

"You're technically still a virgin, you sure you want to do this?" he asked.

"You better not back out now," she said. "I want to feel you inside me."

He hated condoms and hadn't used them in a couple of years, since Marcy was on the pill, but it had to be done: he grabbed a condom off the nightstand by the bed and rolled it on. Spreading her thighs, he guided his cock into her wet pussy and slowly thrust into her, then stopped and just held her while they both got used to the feeling. Due to her thick thighs and belly he could only go about halfway in.

"Raise your legs up a little," he said as he helped bend her thighs toward her chest and spread them apart. Now he had a good angle and sank all the way into her tight pussy. Slowly he withdrew and then slammed back in. She wrapped her legs around him now with her feet sticking up in the air, giving him unfettered access and the right angle to fuck her properly. After getting the first pent-up orgasm out of the way, he was fully erect and excited, but nowhere near cumming anytime soon; he just wanted to fuck this sexy girl long and hard. Judging by the way she clung to him and looked into his eyes, that's exactly what she wanted too.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yes, it feels so good," she panted, as she pulled his face close for a kiss. He nestled his face into her neck and wrapped his arms around her as he settled into a rhythm, fucking her with long hard deep strokes. Her wet pussy made squishy noises with every stroke and the juice ran down her ass crack onto the bed. After several minutes he was starting to get a little tired.

"Hang on," he whispered. Holding her tight, he abruptly rolled them over so Jennifer was on top. "You get to do the work for a change, cowgirl."