Those can't be Cs, he thought as his cock reversed course once again.
"Oh, I feel so much better," Felicia remarked as she walked over to drop her workout clothes on a chair.
She bent to pick up her shoes, and Kevin couldn't keep his eyes off her butt. Even though it was shrouded in the pleats and folds of the boxers she wore, it still looked great — as did her bare, gorgeous legs.
Felicia sat down near the head of the bed and let out a little groan. "I left my hair band in the bathroom. Could you get it for me?"
Kevin hesitated for a second, keenly aware of his hardening cock.
Paused in the act of lifting one sexy leg to put on her sock, she said, "It's okay. I can get it."
"No, I got it," he quickly countered, doing his best to keep his hips angled to hide the growing bulge in his shorts as he popped off the bed and headed for the bathroom.
By the time he returned with the hair band, Felicia had already pulled on her socks and bent to tie one of her shoes.
"Here you go," Kevin said, holding out the band while keeping his hips turned away from her still.
"Thanks," she said as she finished tying the bow. Her head moved forward just enough as she straightened to bump his outstretched hand. Kevin instinctively slid his foot backwards and withdrew his hand.
"Oops," she laughed, and then reached out for the hair band. "I can be..." Her eyebrows shot up as she trailed off and then muttered, "Oh."
There wasn't the slightest ambiguity about what she was looking at, or what had brought her up short. Her eyes were locked on his tented shorts.
Kevin quickly walked to the foot of the bed. "So, do you want to head back to your room now?" He glanced back at her to see a little flush in her cheeks and just the faintest hint of a smile, which encouraged him to keep facing the wall.
"It's okay — really," she said as she tied her other shoe. "I mean, at your age, it probably happens every time the wind blows, huh?"
Kevin couldn't manage more than a slight croaking sound, having no idea how to respond to that.
"Oh god, now I'm embarrassing you. I'm sorry." Felicia stood and picked her clothing up from the chair. "An old lady talking about your..." She gestured toward his hips. "Well..."
Completely off balance, Kevin said the first thing that popped in his head. "You're not that old."
"Please," she argued, the word full of self-effacing sarcasm. "It's nice of you to try to make me feel better, though. I think I'd better get out of here before I embarrass myself any more."
"I'll walk you down there," Kevin offered and turned toward the door.
"Oh, you don't have to do that," Felicia said while reaching out to lay her hand on his arm.
"No, it's cool," he said as he looked back at her. His eyes were drawn with almost magnetic intensity to her nipples, which were pointing at him as if in accusation. He snapped his gaze away — just a little too quickly — and saw a flash of curiosity in her eyes.
"That isn't for me, is it?" When he winced slightly, she continued, "It is. Oh, now I feel even worse. I'm walking around here half naked, getting you all worked up."
Kevin shifted nervously from foot to foot, but when his eyes met hers for a second, something smoldering there caught him and held him.
"Now you're all hard and horny, and I'm just going to leave you like that. You must think I'm such a bitch."
Kevin shook his head, unable to even manage the word no.
"I'm just going to feel terrible about myself — and after you've been so nice to me." She took a step closer, a crooked grin turning up the corners of her mouth. "Is there any way I can make it up to you?"
No fucking way, Kevin thought, but she didn't give him a chance to actually answer.
Felicia's fingers curled around his cock through his shorts and she let out a short, high-pitched moan. "You are hard. Is that all for me?"
Kevin groaned and answered, "Yeah."
Her moan this time was deep and long as she squeezed, making him throb in her grasp. "I have a little confession to make. Those guys didn't really worry me that much, and I knew you had your own room." She released him just long enough to tug down the front of his shorts and wrap her fingers around his naked cock. "Can you forgive me?"
"Maybe," Kevin played along, tugging upward on the tail of her t-shirt.
Taking the hint, Felicia pulled off her shirt, freeing her breasts. She let the cloth drop negligently behind her and folded her arms atop her head, prominently displaying the large globes, each capped by a light brown oval and the largest nipples he'd ever seen.
"How about now?"
"A little closer."
"Then I'll just have to try harder." As she spoke, she sat down on the bed, grabbing the waistband of his shorts at the same time to pull him toward her. As soon as he was close enough, she tugged down his shorts and the boxers beneath in one smooth pull.
Kevin made a half-conscious attempt to push his shorts down the rest of the way while she stroked an incredibly soft hand up and down his twitching shaft. Felicia looked up into his eyes, biting her lower lip as she grinned, her other hand slithering beneath his shirt.
He took the hint, just as she had, and pulled off his shirt. Felicia purred, stroking him a little faster as she let her fingertips glide over his abdomen. "Oh, you're gorgeous," she said in a breathless whisper as she leaned in to kiss his stomach.
She traced kisses all over his chest and abdomen, pausing for a few moments to suck on his nipple, all the while pumping her hand over his turgid manhood. Kevin managed to drop his shorts to the floor and step out of them, still pretty much in disbelief. Felicia leaned back as he stepped on the heels of his shoes and switched hands. Her breasts jiggled from the motion, and he couldn't resist reaching down to squeeze them.
"Mmm. You like my tits?" She switched from stroking him to teasing the head of his cock with her fingertips.
"Fuck yeah," he answered as he pinched both nipples at the same time.
"Ah!" Felicia whimpered from the shock, and then threw her head back as he caressed her breasts, teasing the tips every so often. When she looked back up, her lips were slightly parted, and she licked them with the tip of her tongue. She reached up with her free hand, and he leaned down to kiss her.
Kevin was a little surprised by the hunger in her kiss. Her fingers twined tightly into his hair, and her tongue explored his mouth. The hand wrapped around his cock squeezed tight, making him throb powerfully. It was like nothing he'd ever experience before — primal and needy. When their lips parted, she gasped and pushed him back slightly. A translucent drop of pre-cum had welled up from his swollen purple tip as she squeezed him, and she leaned down to scoop it up with her tongue in a sudden movement.
Kevin shuddered and grunted as her hot tongue brushed the head of his cock. His left hand found its way to the back of her head. Felicia moaned, her tongue darting out to flick under the rim of his cock helmet. Once, twice, three times the torturous little touches made him twitch, and then her soft lips engulfed him.
"Fuck," Kevin grunted as she sucked on the head, swirling her tongue over it. She pulled back in almost a kiss after a few seconds, looked up into his eyes, and took him deeper.
Felicia moaned around him as she sucked up and down his shaft, her hand still pumping at the base. First, her lips slid slowly over a couple of inches below the head, and then she switched to a fast bob of her head that made his fingers tighten in her hair. The next suck went even farther, all the way down to her now stationary hand.
Kevin breathed hard, his gaze rapt upon her worshiping his cock — when he could keep his eyes open. He never once felt even the slightest scrape of her teeth, and her tongue was doing things he couldn't even begin to describe. No girl had ever sucked him like this, and he felt the itch of impending climax starting to build.
But she wasn't done.
The hand curled around the root of his cock moved to his balls, cupping them, and then she did the most amazing thing he'd ever seen in his life. Felicia swallowed his cock, a little croaking sound escaping her as her nose nestled in his pubic hairs.
"Holy fuck," Kevin cried out as she opened her mouth wide and snapped her head back, trailing thick strands of saliva from her lips to his cock.
She sucked in a quick breath, swallowed, and then looked up to him to ask, "Like that?"
"Hell yeah," he responded, his voice deep as he tugged on the back of her head.
"Anybody ever done that before?"
"No way. That was..." He couldn't find the words.
She smiled up at him and wiggled her tongue over the head of his cock. "Better than all the girls you've been playing with?"
"Way better. Damn, you know how to suck dick."
"I love it. It turns me on." With that, she engulfed him in her hot mouth again.
Kevin was panting for breath only a few seconds later. She sucked him hard and fast, only to take him in her throat again after a few sucks. Over and over, she would bring him close to the edge, and then pause to lap him with broad strokes of her tongue or swallow his cock.
"Getting close?" Felicia asked in tones that suggested she already knew the answer, in between swipes of her tongue over his balls.
When she took him in again, Felicia's lips slid over about half his length with surprising speed. It wasn't long before the tiny itch in the tip of Kevin's cock spread throughout the stiff organ. Feeling him swell in her mouth, Felicia moaned, "Mmm hmm. Mmm hmm," the sound rising in pitch as it hummed around his cock.
Kevin's fingers fisted into her hair and he let out a growling roar. His hips twitched forward even as he pulled her toward him, but a restraining hand on his hip and a stiffening of her muscles kept him from pushing his cock into her throat.
He came so hard that the sensation was almost like peeing, the slit tingling as cum erupted from him in a long, hard blast. Spurt after spurt, he filled her greedy mouth with cream. She coughed once, but otherwise continued to suck for every drop he had to offer. The sensation was so strong that he tried to pull away, but her nails suddenly dug into his butt, keeping him from escaping.
By the time she let him go, his knees were trembling beneath him so badly that they bent and thumped into the mattress. Felicia lay back, and he fell onto his hands over her.
Still panting for breath and letting out pained-sounding grunts, he couldn't help but smile at her licking her lips as she stroked her hand over his back.
"Oh my. You must have been saving that for a while," Felicia said, and then chuckled.
Kevin mumbled, "Didn't... Didn't think I was going to stop. Holy shit."
She brought a dribble that had escaped her when she coughed to her lips with a quiet, satisfied moan. "So, do you forgive me?"
"Uh huh," he replied, his cheeks growing warm when the words jumped in pitch as he tried to push them out through his tight throat. His arms were starting to feel as weak as his legs, so he rolled off to the side with a groan.
Felicia shifted on the bed, and with a little tugging, managed to maneuver him until they were lying side by side on the pillow. She kicked off her shoes, but left on her ankle socks. Even in his post-orgasmic lethargy, he couldn't resist reaching out for her breast.
"I like having them sucked. Love it, actually," she suggestively hinted.
"Mmm hmm. It makes me so wet." Then she lifted her breast toward her lips and licked the stiff nipple.
"That's so fucking hot."
Affecting a pout, Felicia said, "It's not the same, though."
Though he was still a little weak, that was enough to push him into motion. Kevin rolled onto his side, cradled her right breast in his hand, and sucked her nipple hard.
"Ah! Oh — gently."
Relaxing his lips, Kevin suckled the stiff bud, and indulged an impulse to swirl the tip of his tongue over it as well.
Her back arching, Felicia moaned. "Oh yes; I like that."
Encouraged by her reaction, Kevin continued to experiment. He traced the dark oval of her areola with his tongue, enjoying the bumpy texture. Then he curled his tongue around her nipple and heard her breaths deepen.
"Don't make the other jealous."
Kevin leaned over her chest and gave the twin bud capping her other breast a fast, broad stroke of his tongue. Remembering something that she had done, he blew out a puff of air at the moistened point, and Felicia rewarded him with a shiver.
Always before, this particular activity had been nothing more than a brief bit of foreplay before going down on a girl. The way Felicia writhed and moaned from his ministrations encouraged Kevin to continue lavishing attention upon her breasts. He licked, sucked, and kissed, alternating between the globes whenever the whim struck him.
"Harder now," Felicia moaned after a while, one of her hands moving to the back of his head.
Kevin complied, though still not matching the intensity of his first suck.
"Harder," she said again, louder this time.
A sharp, high-pitched groan accompanied him latching onto her nipple with feverous desire. He pressed his tongue hard against it as he sucked, making her writhe even more. The sounds emerging from her lips brought a twitch of life to his soft cock.
"More. Oh yes. Harder," Felicia pleaded as he sucked first one nipple, and then the other.
Caught up in her sexual energy, Kevin opened his mouth wider, sucking not only the nipple, but also the dark circle around it between his lips.
Her cry warbled as she stiffened beneath him, "Ohh god yes!"
Still sucking hard as he rode her bucking body, Kevin slid a hand down her stomach and beneath the boxers she still wore. Once again, he slipped his fingers over the crotch of her panties. Then, they were cold from lying on the bed in the air-conditioning. Now they were warm — even hot. A little pressure pushed the satiny material into the cleft of her nether lips.
Her intimate muscles twitched, pinching his finger even with the obstructing cloth in the way. Felicia wormed her arms beneath him to tug her boxer shorts down to her thighs. Kevin flattened his finger along the parting of her lips, pressing even harder to feel the heat increase, and just a hint of dampness.
"Please. I need it. I'm so hot."
Giving a growl, Kevin wiggled his head back and forth, her nipple still clamped between his lips. He let it pop free and sat up, grinning as Felicia forced a hand beneath her panties. She whimpered; trembling as her fingers touched her need.
Kevin rose to his knees and grabbed the boxers, pulling them down to her ankles, where she kicked them off while her hand still worked beneath the pale pink cloth. She only pulled her hand free — two fingers glistening with wetness — when he hooked his fingers beneath her panties.
Revealing her slowly, Kevin first saw the neatly trimmed triangle of curls on her mound. Felicia lifted her bottom off the bed, and the cloth slipped down to reveal her smooth-shaven nether lips. Then she swung her legs to the side to avoid him and stretched them straight up.
Kevin pulled the panties up her legs and finally tossed them away. As soon as her ankles were free, Felicia bent her knees and parted her legs wide, revealing the moist, dark pink folds between them.
He was leaning in before her feet even settled on the mattress.
The musky scent of her arousal was intoxicating, and Kevin wasted no time in pushing his stiff tongue into her wet heat. The heady taste of her abundant juices prompted him to devour her from the very first touch of his tongue.
Felicia twined her fingers into his hair, an explosive, but otherwise indescribable sound passing her lips. She held him against her pussy — not that he needed any more encouragement — and swivelled her hips, tickling his nose with the surprisingly soft patch of hair.
"Yes, Kevin! So good!" she cried out.
For a fraction of a second, he was concerned about how loudly she was expressing her pleasure. The excitement in her words soon overcame worries about the volume, and he reveled in it instead. Spurred on equally by her reactions and the taste of her, he explored every inch of her with his lapping, probing tongue.
Felicia guided him somewhat with words of encouragement and subtle tugs of the hands lying atop his head, but she mostly ground her pussy against his face, seemingly desperate to come on his tongue. He was quite happy to oblige, improvising a few sucks of her folds amongst the swirls and laps while sliding two fingers inside her.
Kevin shagged his fingers into her, his cock hardening as he felt how tight she was — especially when she squeezed. He kept his concentration on his tongue, though. It wasn't difficult when she tasted so good.
Immediately following a long, quavering gasp, Felicia yelped, "My c-clit. Suck it!"
Closing his lips over her hood and the throbbing bud beneath caused Felicia's legs to clamp down tight around his head. Her pussy squeezed his buried fingers tight, and even the muffling of her thighs pressed against his ears couldn't completely drown out her cry of release.
Kevin just kept sucking.
Once the first wave passed, Felicia's legs snapped apart and she cried out again. The sudden movement pulled her clit from his lips, but gave him the opportunity to thrust his fingers inside her again. Felicia writhed in the throes of orgasm, whimpering and gasping every time Kevin managed to catch up to her with his tongue. He only relented when she weakly pushed against his head with trembling hands.
Felicia slapped a protective hand over her quivering pussy and snapped her legs together. A loud whimper burst from her lips and she curled up, her muscles contracting from another shock of orgasmic bliss. His lips and chin coated in her juices, Kevin squeezed his cock for a bit of relief and just watched her come.
When she finally uncurled, Felicia's arms fell limp to the bed and she loosed a long moan. A moment later, she looked up at Kevin, smiled, and let out a sound reminiscent of a bark. He couldn't help but chuckle.
"Oh god, that was good," she groaned, shivering from an aftershock.
"You got off fast."
"I was excited. And you and that tongue and... Oh my."
A little overwhelmed by how much she'd enjoyed it, Kevin asked, "Was I really that good?"
"Mmm hmm. Enthusiasm made up for anything you didn't know." Seeing him holding his cock, Felicia's eyes widened for a moment. "You're hard again — already?"
"You fuckin' turn me on."
Felicia gave her breasts a squeeze and moaned. "I love young cock," she said to the ceiling above.
Taking that as an invitation, Kevin grabbed her ankles and pushed them apart. His erection twitching in anticipation, he knee-walked toward her. Felicia bent her knees, one hand sliding between her legs to part her nether lips. A final gasp and shudder from her previous orgasm claimed her.
Kevin pushed down on his cock as he moved into position, taking careful aim. Felicia's muscles tensed as the head settled against her nether lips, keeping him from penetrating immediately. A moment later, she relaxed, and he slipped inside with a deep groan.
"Oh my god," Felicia moaned, her eyes almost comically big as his balls settled against her.
His cock buried deep inside her, Kevin gasped from the feeling of her hot pussy wrapped around him. The earlier hints of her tightness as he'd fingered her were pale shadows of reality, but she was so wet that he had no trouble pulling back to thrust again. Gripping her thighs, he leaned forward and drove his cock home.