Late-Night Detour

Of their own volition, my hips started moving faster. Not wanting to cum before I could get her off again, I rolled us over. Sandra squeaked as I flipped us then giggled as she found herself resting on my chest. She smiled at me and pushed herself upright. She rocked her hips back, and slowly stroked my chest. “God, I’ve wanted you like this for years, “ she breathed, “I rubbed myself raw many nights thinking about you.” Sandra blushed, “I tried to seduce you so many times. I would stay after cheer practice and run laps hoping to catch your eye.”

I was shocked to hear this. “Of course I saw you, but thought you were out there teasing the guys.”

She shook her head, “No, the only guy I wanted was you,” she giggled, “Why else would I wear only a thin white sports bra whenever you were around? God, I splashed myself with water before heading out to make it easier to see through.” Her hands ran over my chest, stomach and arms as if she were trying to memorize their feel.

I laughed, “I definitely noticed you, but had no idea you were doing it for me.” I coughed, “Um, there were the rumors about you after all.”

Sandra scowled, “UGH! That jerk Jason. I let him fuck me ONCE and he tells everyone that I’m spreading for everyone.” She blushed and looked down at me, “I wanted to get experience, so I could be good for you.” She laughed, “But he didn’t last three minutes!”

I laughed as well. We were silent for a few minutes as she ground her hips against mine. It felt good enough that I would stay hard, but barely. Finally I asked the question that had been on my mind since her confession, “If you wanted me, why did I catch you and Bryan in the guys’ locker room?”

Sandra let out a heavy sigh and looked at my navel, “You didn’t seem to respond to my flirtations. None of my friends were any help as the guys jumped them if they wiggled their ass at them,” she chuckled ruefully, “So I searched online. That was where I got the idea to wear the think white bra and splash water on it.” She punched my arm playfully, “But you seemed unfazed. I found this one story where a girl got her uncle to fuck her by letting him catch her with another guy.” She hung her head and groaned, “That was a miserable failure.” Her voice dropped to a whisper, “I knew I would be kicked out so I figured I would just come on to you and hope for the best.” A tear fell on my stomach, “I was humiliated and devastated when you turned me down. So I got angry and said you had raped me.” She lurched forward and hugged my neck tightly, “I’m so sorry for that.”

I stroked her back and help her, “It’s okay.” I kissed her shoulder, “I forgive you.”

Sandra leaned back a bit so she could see my eyes, “Do you really mean that?”

“Of course! I was furious at first, but things worked out.” I kissed the tip of her nose, causing her to giggle again.

Sandra perked up and sat back up. She pouted down at me, “Too bad. I was going to make it up to you.” She moved as if to climb off my cock, “But if you have already forgiven me . . .” She smiled impishly down at me.

I laughed and grabbed her hips. I pulled my legs up and started driving up into her. “Just because I forgive you doesn’t mean you don’t owe me an orgasm.”

Sandra laughed and started riding me. Our hands roamed over the other person, but without the sense of urgency we had earlier. She moaned when my hands brushed over her sensitive nipples or grasped her firm ass tightly. What had started as a gentle act, soon became more frantic. As her passion grew, she placed her hands on my shoulders and leaned over me so that her clit would smash into my pubic bone when she impaled herself down on me. Her intense, lustful gaze never left mine as she fucked me harder and faster. My hands began pulling on her nipples, knowing how much she loved that. Her actions became more frenzied but her eyes never left mine as she raced toward another orgasm.

I wanted to cum with her and knew that wouldn’t be very likely in this position, so I pulled her down and flipped us over. I hooked my arms under her knees and pushed them toward her chest. I pushed myself up on my knees so I that would have more leverage as I fucked Sandra. I pounded in and out of her at as fast as my hips could move. Still, her eyes were focused on mine. I gazed down into her eyes as I pistoned my cock in and out of her. It was very erotic. She lifted up to meet my thrusts as much as she was able since I had her bent nearly in half. The bed started creaking and I hoped it would hold up. While I was certain that it breaking wouldn’t stop us, it would be impossible to explain. Soon I felt my balls churning. “Damn Sandra. You are driving me crazy. If you keep it up I’m going to cum again.”

She moaned , “Oh yes Jarod. Cum inside me.” Jarod? If I hadn’t been overflowing with lust I would have corrected her.

“I want you to cum as well baby.” I growled at her.

“Oh FUCK!” she moaned. “Yes. Give it to me Jarod. Fuck me hard and make me cum!” How could I resist such a lovely offer? So I kept fucking her. Sandra’s pussy began clamping down on my cock as I slammed into her. It felt sublime. I was losing it so I started thinking of the laws of physics to hold off my orgasm. But it was a doomed exercise. Sandra was panting and gasping louder each time I bottomed out inside her. I wasn’t sure who would cum first, and hoped it would be Sandra. The sounds of our bodies slapping together were being drowned out by her screams as we fucked. The smell of sex was so thick, I wondered how it would ever dissipate before her parents got home. But I didn’t care. My whole world slowly became nothing more than my cock and the woman it was driving deeper into the bed.

With a scream that was sure to wake the neighbors Sandra came. Her cunt gripped and milked my cock tightly tipping me over and I came. I buried myself as deep as I could, my ass flexing in time with each spurt that poured into her. I held myself there for a few moments as I basked in the afterglow. Suddenly, the intense workout and furious sex sessions overwhelmed me and I sagged on top of Sandra. Her mouth was next to my ear and I could hear her panting. We laid like that for a long while before I summoned the energy to roll over. Sandra groaned and curled against my side.

“Please stay the night,” she whispered into my chest.

I wrapped my arm around her, “I’d like that.” And I really meant that.

I must have dozed off, as the next thing I remember is being cold. I grabbed for the sheets but couldn’t find them. As I opened my eyes, I saw Sandra kneeling next to me with her hand lightly stroking my cock.

I chuckled, “What is your fascination with him?” Yes, I refer to my cock as him, “I’m not that far above average.”

Sandra blushed and said quietly, “It’s the first one I have gotten to explore.”

It took a moment for that register, “Wait. Are you saying that the guys you’ve been with were just wham bam, thank you ma’am guys?” Boy did they miss out.

She laughed, “You still think I have more experience than I do.” I sat up on my elbows and looked at her. I barely heard the next, “You’re the fourth guy I’ve had sex with.”

I was shocked! By the way she gave head, I was certain she had been around quite a bit.

“I told you that I had only been with the two guys in school. When I got kicked out, I dated a guy at my new school. But all he wanted was anal.” She barked out a harsh laugh, “He was even rougher than you, so it hurt like hell. When I said I would never do it again, he dumped me.” Her hand had continued to lightly trace around my cock as she talked.

“What about the guys at your college?”

“You didn’t hear? I lost my shot at a cheerleading scholarship when I got expelled. My grades have never been that good so I am taking classes at community college. All the guys there are either too old, too fat or too dumb.”

“Wow. I had no idea.” I leaned over and kissed her forehead. “So how did you get so good if you only had three guys?” Yes, I let my curiosity get the better of me.

Luckily, she laughed. “Oh, I have a wide variety of sex toys. I bought them after Jason. I practiced every night, hoping to show you.” She laid her head on my stomach. “I’m glad you came over today.” She began playing with my balls, rolling them in her hand and playing with the sac holding them. “I know you are totally in love with Molly, but at least I got you first.”

Shit. I hadn’t thought of Molly in hours. Why did Sandra haveto mention Molly? How the fuck was I going to explain this? Did I want to explain it? Sandra continued to explore my genitals as I thought and somehow I drifted off to sleep again