Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

“I can vouch for her doing that last part,” Katrina smiled. “When was this?”

“Last summer,” I answered. “I went over to her house almost every day. It was the best summer I ever had.”

“I bet,” she laughed.

“Did you see her when you were home for winter break?” Katrina asked.

“Yeah, but she told me to find someone my own age,” I answered honestly. “So I did.”

“You did not!” she said in mock chastisement. “I found you, remember.”

“Either way, here we are and we’re both benefiting from her tutelage.” I stopped talking, surprised at how close to the truth my story was.

“Her husband never found out?” Katrina asked, looking at me curiously when I didn’t answer right away. “What?”

“I later found out that he knew from the beginning,” I answered. “He’s one of those guys who gets off on his wife being the object of someone else’s lust.”

“You’re making this up!” she cried, sitting up and locking eyes with me. I guess she figured she could tell if I was lying. Of course, I wasn’t. Not about this.

“Don’t freak out but when I went home over break, he wanted to watch me make love to his wife.” Katrina was staring at me with her mouth open.

“Did you do it?” she asked. “Did you let him watch?” It was my turn to shrug.

“Yeah… and… um… she… uh… sucked him off while I fucked her. It was kind of weird.”

“Kind of weird? That’s a lot weird!” she laughed.

“Not that different than your guy wanting a threesome with is wife, is it?” I asked. Katrina sat back on her heels with an expression that said she hadn’t even considered that.

“I guess not, now that you mention it,” she smiled. “Wow! What are the chances that we would have such similar experiences? That’s what’s weird!” I couldn’t agree more.

“Let’s take a shower,” she said, jumping off the bed. “I want you to go down on me again but I’m all full of cum,” she laughed, reaching out for my hand.

“Isn’t the shower down the hall?” I asked, wondering about the other residents of her dorm.

“It’s fine,” she said. “By now everyone knows you’re here anyway,” she laughed again. “They’re probably so shocked that I have a man in my room that they’ve gathered around outside the door to get a glimpse of you,” she said, matter-of-factly.

“Great,” I sighed.

“I don’t mind showing you off, if you’re not embarrassed to be seen with me,” she teased.

“Are you kidding?” I asked. “They’re going to wonder how a geek like me ever got together with a goddess like you?”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“I’ll tell them you’re a silver-tongued devil,” she laughed uproariously.

The shower was designed for one person but that just made it cozier when we squeezed into it facing each other. Her generous breasts brushed my chest and my recovering cock poked her abdomen as I leaned down to kiss her. She reached between us, adjusting my cock so it nestled against her pussy mound rather than poke into her.

“This is nice,” she murmured as she lathered soap on her hands and ran then down my back. Pulling me tightly against her, she squeezed my ass cheeks and ground her pussy against my surprisingly hard cock.

“I could get used to it too,” I answered, lathering soap all over her luscious breasts.

“Mmmm, that feels nice,” she said as I gently kneaded her breasts and teased her taut nipples.

“You feel nice,” I acknowledged. There wasn’t room to do anything in the shower, which made our mutual fondling all the more arousing. I glided one hand down her body and thoroughly lathered her pussy hair while my other hand continued caressing her breast.

I was hard as a rock when she started soaping my cock and balls. Returning the favor, I slid my hand between her legs.

“Mmmm,” she murmured, bending her knees and spreading her thighs to give me complete access to her cum filled pussy. Taking my time, I soaped all around her outer labia before sliding my fingers inside her slick opening and scrupulously washed away the remnants of our lovemaking.

“We’re done washing,” Katrina panted. “I need you back in my bed!” No argument from me. We dried off and headed back to her room with just the towels wrapped around us.

“We need a larger data sample to see if it is consistent with the first experiment,” she teased as she crawled up on the bed and spread her legs apart. “The hypothesis is that your tongue will evoke the same reaction as it did the first time.” She was smiling from ear to ear, eagerly awaiting the touch of my tongue as I settled in between her legs.

“I’m willing to give it a try,” I shrugged. “I make no promises,” I said as I lowered my mouth to her overheated pussy.

“Ooo yeah!” she cooed as I flattened my tongue and took a long lick from just below her slit to the top of it without penetrating her. My tongue easily glided over her moist pussy lips and I teased her mercilessly while she begged me to push it inside.

“Come on!” she pleaded when I again circled my tongue around her outer labia.

“Patience,” I whispered. “You want this to be as good as the last time, right?”

“Yes… but I’m so ready,” she turned her mouth into a fake pout that nearly had me laughing out loud. To appease her, I slid a finger into her slick opening while I licked and sucked all around her steamy hole. Katrina curled her fingers through my hair and rocked her pussy against my face. I slipped in a second finger just as I clamped my lips around her engorged clit, flicking my tongue across it as I sucked it into my mouth.

“Holy fuck!” Katrina screamed as a quick climax shook her body and she pulled harder on my hair. Pistoning my fingers in and out of her hot pussy, I lightly nibbled on her clit while she frantically bucked her hips off the bed.

“Oh God! Oh Ron! Oh Fuck!” Katrina screamed as her pussy muscles clamped down on my fingers and she bucked feverishly against my face. Flicking my tongue across her clit, I pushed her over the edge.

“OHHHH! FUUUCK!” She squeezed her thighs tightly around my head, cutting off my ventilation as her body trembled with pleasure.

“Oh Ron,” she moaned when I pulled my fingers from her pulsating pussy, replacing them with my tongue. I lapped up her sweet nectar as she gasped for breath.

“You weren’t kidding about the throes of passion, were you?” she smiled

“So you think the experiment was a success?” I asked as I kissed my way up her beautiful, ebony-hued body, pausing at her tits to tease her taut, dark nipples.

“Hmmm,” she said, considering the question. “I still don’t think we have enough data for a solid conclusion,” she smiled. “We might have to set up a regimen of repetitive experiments before we can be sure.”

“What frequency are you thinking?” I asked as I moved my mouth from one breast to the other.

“Oh, at least daily!” she exclaimed. “Probably twice a day!” I kissed her neck just under her collarbone and positioned my fully recovered cock against the entrance to her fiery tunnel.

“I like that idea,” I said, guiding my shaft into her welcoming hole.

“Fuck yes!” Katrina cried, wrapping her legs around me and pressing down on my ass with her heels. “Fuck me!” she moaned as I started a hard, steady rhythm.

“Harder!” she shouted just before I pushed my pussy-soaked tongue into her mouth.