Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

“Dreaming about anyone I know?” Maryanne asked, jolting me out of my dream. “Looks like you need some late night attention,” she said, scooting down on the bed and taking my throbbing cock into her warm mouth.

“Oh yeah!” I cried as my sister slid her lips down the length of my shaft and her tongue danced along the sensitive ridges.

“Don’t let me interrupt your fantasy,” she said, taking a breath. “Close your eyes, Ronnie, and envision it’s her.” My over active imagination coupled with my sister’s expertise made me cum so hard my whole body was shaking. Fuck! That’s the way to fantasize. I wondered if this was what my sister’s role-playing was all about.

“Damn, Geek,” Maryanne said, wiping cum from her chin. “She must really be something.”

“She is,” I panted as we snuggled together and went back to sleep.

“Remember, don’t even look at her tits,” my sister reminded me as I left for school the next day.

“Got it, Sis,” I kissed her hard on the mouth and squeezed her firm ass before grabbing my books and heading out the door.

“Hey Katrina,” I said, looking only at her face as I took the stool next to her. “I want to apologize for yesterday,” I said. If possible she looked even sexier today. She was wearing a beige blouse that buttoned up the front and another short, tight skirt.

“For what? You did nothing to apologize for,” she whispered, leaning closer and exposing the tops of her light brown globes through the gape in her blouse. Had I been inclined to look, I would have gotten a great view of her generous cleavage.

“I was rude,” I whispered back. “You are a very attractive woman but it was sexist of me to gawk at you the way I did. I’m sorry.” I turned towards the table.

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” she whispered, laying her hand on my arm. “No need to apologize. Does this mean you don’t want your minute of gawking time,” she teased.

“Nah, let’s just work on the project,” I laughed like she had been making a joke but if I wasn’t mistaken she seemed a little disappointed.

We worked well together and complemented each other’s abilities. Katrina was great at setting up a hypothesis and I was thorough in the documentation of our experiments. Every once in a while I would catch her looking at me with a curious expression but I did my best to ignore her gorgeous tits for the entire class period.

“I’ll type this all up and email it to you so you can review it,” I said at the end of the class period.

“Thanks, Freshy,” Katrina said. “You’re good at this.”

“So are you,” I said, catching myself before my eyes dropped to her chest.

“See you tomorrow,” she smiled. I risked a glance as she walked past me, and damn if she hadn’t undone the second button on her blouse. I could see most of her left breast before it disappeared into a black, lacy bra. My cock sprung to attention at the sight of her mocha colored orb. Fuck! Maybe my sister was right. Maybe she wants me to look at them. I followed the exaggerated sway of her hips as she walked out of the classroom and wondered where this might lead.

“How was your day, Geek?” Maryanne asked as she walked in the door.

“I could use some relief,” I smiled as I helped her with the grocery bags.

“That good, huh?” she laughed, setting the last bag on the kitchen table. I spun her around into a full embrace, squeezed her against me as I plunged my tongue into her mouth. We didn’t even bother with the bedroom. Stripping each other naked, we fucked right there in the kitchen with Maryanne leaning against the sink and me pounding into her from behind.

“Oh yeah! Harder!” she screamed as I dug my fingers into her hips and pummeled her pussy for all I was worth. I closed my eyes and pictured Katrina’s dark breasts, wondering how they would feel in my hands. I imagined her round ass and how her pussy would envelop my hard cock.

“Oh, FUCK!” Maryanne cried, interrupting my reverie. I slammed into her three more times and then we were both cumming. I jerkily shot several loads of cum into my sister’s hot, pulsating pussy as she tightened her muscles around my cock and I collapsed against her back.

“Tell me about your day,” Maryanne whispered once she’d caught her breath. I extracted my spent cock from her soggy pussy before answering her.

“It was fun,” I answered cryptically as I pulled her against me and we enjoyed another long, passionate kiss.

“Tell me what happened,” she said, pushing me away. “Did you gawk?”Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

“You were so right, Sis,” I said as I described my entire day, including my glance at Katrina’s tits at the end of class.

“I told you she wanted you to look!” Maryanne said excitedly. “The question is: what else does she want you to do?” She raised her eyebrows and smirked at me.

“You tell me,” I answered. “You’re the expert.”

“I think you should ask her out,” my sister said. “But I think you should wait a week or so. See how she handles the next few days.”

I did what my sister suggested, continuing to ignore Katrina’s breasts for the rest of the week. It was like she took it as a challenge, wearing blouses that showed more cleavage and leaning closer so I couldn’t miss the view. She was definitely hard to ignore and my cock was aching by the time I got home from school.

Maryanne kept encouraging me to play hard to get while taking good care of my throbbing hard-on when she got home from work.

The following Monday, at my sister’s suggestion, I tried to conjure up the courage to ask Katrina out but she practically beat me to it.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have given up your gawking rights,” she said when she caught me glancing down her blouse at the end of class. Three of her buttons were undone and she was wearing an even skimpier bra.

“Maybe you should just show them to me,” I retorted as I gathered up my stuff. “Then we wouldn’t have to keep playing this game.” I laughed.

“I wouldn’t do that unless we were on a date,” she said. I just shrugged as I walked her to the door. Stopping in the classroom doorway, she turned and blocked my way.

“I said, I wouldn’t do that unless we were on a date,” she repeated, standing next to me and looking at me quizzically.

“Um…” Damn! I can be so fucking slow at times. “Would you like to go out Friday night?” I stammered.

“Where?” she asked as we moved out of the doorway to let others exit the classroom.

“Wherever you want to go.”

“No,” she said. “I’ll go out with you but you have to at least ask me to go somewhere specific, not just, would I like to go somewhere and show you my tits.” She was smiling but I could tell I had better come up with something quickly.

“Katrina,” I said, looking her in the eyes. “Would you like to come over for dinner Friday night? You could meet my sister and we could catch a movie afterwards.” I smiled as I awaited her reply.

“I’d love to,” she said, her eyes dancing with enthusiasm. “Do you want to pick me up at my dorm or should I meet you there?”

“It wouldn’t be a proper date if I didn’t pick you up.”

“No it wouldn’t,” she said, smiling. “And it is a date.” She leaned up and kissed me on the cheek, letting her tits brushing against my arm before she turned and headed to her next class.

The week flew by. I loved working with Katrina on our physics projects. We got more comfortable every day and our bantering became even more flirtatious. By the time I picked her up on Friday night there was none of the usual first date anxiety.

She was ready right on time and met me in the lobby of her dorm. Wearing a light green blouse and black curve-hugging stretch pants, she smiled and kissed me on the cheek. As she walked towards my car, I admired the way her tight pants perfectly outlined her sexy ass.