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One Saturday afternoon on a weekend Jenny and I were supposed to be spending together and not with friends (not more than a few weeks after losing her anal virginity to me), Jenny was in our bedroom studying as I tried to occupy myself with watching TV, but couldn’t as I knew what we were supposed to be doing. I also knew where using my laptop would lead, and why do that when I’ve got a gorgeous girl in the next room to do it better with than I could do by myself? So I roamed our place for a few minutes, looking over every book, CD, and DVD on our shelves for something to possibly distract me. In every drawer and cabinet (even the ones I knew contained her sex toys, which was a mistake and only made me want to play with her more), and in the refrigerator, until I had looked in and over everything in the living room and kitchen. I headed for the bedroom, and stopped in the doorway finding her dressed the way she had greeted me at the door the night before when I came home from work and she told me the bad news. That her professor had sprung a test on them for Monday, and she had to study for it (as well as the fact she had ordered in, already eaten her supper, and mine to be eaten alone was waiting on the kitchen counter, assuming room temperature), ruining that night’s activities as well. She had on tight boyshorts that hugged her hips and round bottom and a t-shirt that would be just long enough to cover them and hang nicely from her rack (with those nice fabric stretch lines between her tits) if she was standing, giving the wonderful impression she had nothing on underneath as her constantly semi-hard nipples poked through nicely.
That night before, she had also studied in the bedroom with the door closed to not be disturbed, leaving me the living room to occupy myself with TV or my laptop, only I had just as much a problem the night before as I was having since we had gotten up. When I had finally gone to bed, I thought surely she’d be tired from reading and her studies, and be up for a little action before bed. With Jenny sitting on her side of the bed, and reading from her textbook by her bedside lamp and using her laptop for note taking and looking things up on the internet, I climbed into bed beside her, with expectations high. Too high as it turned out. I tried to start something with her, wrapping my arms around her to hold her and fondle her tits, as I kissed and nibbled her neck, whispering things into her ear about how badly I wanted her, how hard I was gonna fuck her and make her cum, and the big load I was gonna give her. I could tell she wanted to do something with me and liked that idea, as she enjoyed it for a moment, softly moaning as she rested her head against mine and shifted to give me better and more access to her, and her hand even drifted over to my crotch to feel my erection. But when I slipped a hand down from her bosom and started rubbing her pussy through her shorts, making her hips grind into my hand in search of more pleasure as her moans intensified, she came to her senses. She rebuffed me, telling me she had to study and would be up late, and for me to just go to sleep, that maybe we’d have some fun together tomorrow if she finished. So, not wanting to take care of the problem without her, or piss her off by pressing the matter and have time added for punishment, I kissed her goodnight, telling her not to stay up too late, and snuggled up next to her. On my side with my arm across her lap to hold her and my head buried against her hip, she gave me a little pat on the head for being good.
Well tomorrow was here, and when she had finally called her studying quits to get some rest, with my arm still around her waist, she had slid down for us to spoon in our sleep. I woke with my overly-needing-enhanced morning erection pressed hard against her bottom, demanding satisfaction from her that had been denied. I knew she was always really horny in the morning, many times she had woken me by riding my morning wood, and loved it when I woke her similarly, even better if she woke with an orgasm. And since I woke before she did with her late night, and knew how she loved her morning sex, I again tried to start something with her. But just to be on the safe side, I tried not to wake her before her orgasm and mine. I carefully slipped a hand between us to free my powerful erection from my shorts and slip hers down just enough to slip between her closed legs and into her pussy, wet with its morning horniness and nicely tight with her legs closed. Her pussy felt so good as I entered her and started slowly humping her as I kissed the back of her neck and fondled her tits through her shirt. Jenny enjoyed it too, as she moaned softly in her sleep while she instinctively but lazily ground her hips some. But I got greedy, and wanted better stimulation for my needing cock, so I started humping her harder and faster as I also tried to pull her shirt up to better appreciate her breasts, waking her. But even in her morning grogginess and ususal morning horniness, I was again rejected and told later, that she had to resume her studying. I tried to negotiate, saying I wouldn’t take long and make it quick, and all she had to do was just lay there and let me work as she woke up better, but that didn’t help my case for obvious reasons. She headed to the bathroom as she pulled her shorts up with me still trying to negotiate, longer than usual and then a little bit shorter than usual. But she couldn’t give me even a few minutes before resuming her studying in bed with me beside her like I went to sleep, until I got up to use the bathroom myself (but not to alleviate my problem with Jenny) and fix breakfast, and her some coffee. The only things that stopped her studying since she woke and I was denied were breakfast and lunch (both of which I fixed for her in hopes of a reward) and bathroom breaks. And even then she took her book with her to read as she did her business, and sat on a bar stool at the kitchen counter to eat with her book and laptop, where I again tried to come onto her from behind, and was again denied and told later.
Now it was well into the afternoon, her lunch that I fixed for her went like breakfast with no real pause in her studying but to look down for the next bite or her drink, and my attempts to start something were again rebuffed with promises of later when she finished studying. After my roam through our place for any distraction, I found myself standing in the doorway to our bedroom, looking over her wonderful body from behind. The wonderful body of the girl that I was supposed to be having a good time all weekend long with. She was lying in the center of our bed, on her stomach, and propped up on her breasts and elbows with her bare feet playfully up and swaying, looking really good as she read from her book and with her laptop to the side for notes and further research on the internet. I said to her, “You’ve been studying all day. Ever since you got up. Why don’t you take a break?” She didn’t turn from her reading material as she replied, “I can’t. I told you. I have to pass the test Monday, and I can’t do that if I don’t study.” Annoyed from her refusing sex to study instead since the night before, I prodded her, “You could just pay attention in class.” She turned to give me a look, I held up my hands defensively, replying, “Fine. Study,” causing her to return to her reading, but I remained in the doorway as I exhaled, and I looked her over from behind and slightly to the right, paying closer attention to her wonderful body. Jenny’s shirt was tight around the breast I could see, partially blocked by her arm, and I already knew she wasn’t wearing a bra from when she had greeted me the night before, and hadn’t put one on since. Why would she just around our place with me? She hated wearing them, and liked how her braless look attracted my attention. Her shirt was up just enough to reveal her boyshorts hugging her round bottom, and her lovely legs looked so wonderful as they playfully swayed. I just couldn’t take it anymore, and remembering how Jenny almost let me in the night before when I tried to come onto her, I had an idea.
I sat beside her on the bed, and started giving Jenny a shoulder and neck rub, causing her to ask without turning from her work, “What are you doing?” “Helping you study with alittle massage to relax you.” “Okay. Just so long as you don’t try to have sex with me.” “Oh, I won’t,” I sincerely replied with a smile, knowing my plan, but sounding sarcastic, causing her to barely glance back at me before continuing with her studying. I continued my massage, rubbing Jenny’s neck and shoulders, and I climbed fully onto the bed with her to straddle her butt to better reach her. Jenny rocked her head around and softly moaned from the massage, enjoying it, and I ran her long hair over one shoulder before I slowly worked my way down her back to where my hands could slip down her sides to ‘massage’ her breasts. After a few moments fondling- I mean massaging her tits, I continued to rub her back and sides until I reached her butt that I was straddling, and I slipped my hands under her shirt to massage her back and sides as my hands moved up her, slowly pulling her shirt up her body. When I reached her chest, I slipped my hands under her breasts to ‘massage’ them and her semi-hard nipples, and to slip her shirt from under her rack, allowing me to roll her shirt as far up as I could, over her firm breasts, under her arms, and high over her back. Jenny’s back now exposed, I returned my hands to her mounds to ‘massage’ and to rub her teats as I leaned forward onto my elbows to gently kiss her back. I gently kissed every inch of her exposed back as I slowly backed down Jenny, keeping my fondling- I mean massaging hands at her bosom, cupping them in my hands, further hardening her nipples, until I reached her lower back, making her shiver and break out in goose bumps as her nipples instantly fully hardened. With her nipples fully aroused, I kissed my way up and then down her back again, all while playing with her nipples toward breast orgasms with my fingers and kept her breasts cupped in my hands so gently squeeze. When I reached her lower back with my kisses again, she shivered harder as her swollen breasts twitched near climax, but I stopped playing with them, and pulled my hands back to slide down her body, caressing her sides.
One Saturday afternoon on a weekend Jenny and I were supposed to be spending together and not with friends (not more than a few weeks after losing her anal virginity to me), Jenny was in our bedroom studying as I tried to occupy myself with watching TV, but couldn’t as I knew what we were supposed to be doing. I also knew where using my laptop would lead, and why do that when I’ve got a gorgeous girl in the next room to do it better with than I could do by myself? So I roamed our place for a few minutes, looking over every book, CD, and DVD on our shelves for something to possibly distract me. In every drawer and cabinet (even the ones I knew contained her sex toys, which was a mistake and only made me want to play with her more), and in the refrigerator, until I had looked in and over everything in the living room and kitchen. I headed for the bedroom, and stopped in the doorway finding her dressed the way she had greeted me at the door the night before when I came home from work and she told me the bad news. That her professor had sprung a test on them for Monday, and she had to study for it (as well as the fact she had ordered in, already eaten her supper, and mine to be eaten alone was waiting on the kitchen counter, assuming room temperature), ruining that night’s activities as well. She had on tight boyshorts that hugged her hips and round bottom and a t-shirt that would be just long enough to cover them and hang nicely from her rack (with those nice fabric stretch lines between her tits) if she was standing, giving the wonderful impression she had nothing on underneath as her constantly semi-hard nipples poked through nicely.
That night before, she had also studied in the bedroom with the door closed to not be disturbed, leaving me the living room to occupy myself with TV or my laptop, only I had just as much a problem the night before as I was having since we had gotten up. When I had finally gone to bed, I thought surely she’d be tired from reading and her studies, and be up for a little action before bed. With Jenny sitting on her side of the bed, and reading from her textbook by her bedside lamp and using her laptop for note taking and looking things up on the internet, I climbed into bed beside her, with expectations high. Too high as it turned out. I tried to start something with her, wrapping my arms around her to hold her and fondle her tits, as I kissed and nibbled her neck, whispering things into her ear about how badly I wanted her, how hard I was gonna fuck her and make her cum, and the big load I was gonna give her. I could tell she wanted to do something with me and liked that idea, as she enjoyed it for a moment, softly moaning as she rested her head against mine and shifted to give me better and more access to her, and her hand even drifted over to my crotch to feel my erection. But when I slipped a hand down from her bosom and started rubbing her pussy through her shorts, making her hips grind into my hand in search of more pleasure as her moans intensified, she came to her senses. She rebuffed me, telling me she had to study and would be up late, and for me to just go to sleep, that maybe we’d have some fun together tomorrow if she finished. So, not wanting to take care of the problem without her, or piss her off by pressing the matter and have time added for punishment, I kissed her goodnight, telling her not to stay up too late, and snuggled up next to her. On my side with my arm across her lap to hold her and my head buried against her hip, she gave me a little pat on the head for being good.
Well tomorrow was here, and when she had finally called her studying quits to get some rest, with my arm still around her waist, she had slid down for us to spoon in our sleep. I woke with my overly-needing-enhanced morning erection pressed hard against her bottom, demanding satisfaction from her that had been denied. I knew she was always really horny in the morning, many times she had woken me by riding my morning wood, and loved it when I woke her similarly, even better if she woke with an orgasm. And since I woke before she did with her late night, and knew how she loved her morning sex, I again tried to start something with her. But just to be on the safe side, I tried not to wake her before her orgasm and mine. I carefully slipped a hand between us to free my powerful erection from my shorts and slip hers down just enough to slip between her closed legs and into her pussy, wet with its morning horniness and nicely tight with her legs closed. Her pussy felt so good as I entered her and started slowly humping her as I kissed the back of her neck and fondled her tits through her shirt. Jenny enjoyed it too, as she moaned softly in her sleep while she instinctively but lazily ground her hips some. But I got greedy, and wanted better stimulation for my needing cock, so I started humping her harder and faster as I also tried to pull her shirt up to better appreciate her breasts, waking her. But even in her morning grogginess and ususal morning horniness, I was again rejected and told later, that she had to resume her studying. I tried to negotiate, saying I wouldn’t take long and make it quick, and all she had to do was just lay there and let me work as she woke up better, but that didn’t help my case for obvious reasons. She headed to the bathroom as she pulled her shorts up with me still trying to negotiate, longer than usual and then a little bit shorter than usual. But she couldn’t give me even a few minutes before resuming her studying in bed with me beside her like I went to sleep, until I got up to use the bathroom myself (but not to alleviate my problem with Jenny) and fix breakfast, and her some coffee. The only things that stopped her studying since she woke and I was denied were breakfast and lunch (both of which I fixed for her in hopes of a reward) and bathroom breaks. And even then she took her book with her to read as she did her business, and sat on a bar stool at the kitchen counter to eat with her book and laptop, where I again tried to come onto her from behind, and was again denied and told later.
Now it was well into the afternoon, her lunch that I fixed for her went like breakfast with no real pause in her studying but to look down for the next bite or her drink, and my attempts to start something were again rebuffed with promises of later when she finished studying. After my roam through our place for any distraction, I found myself standing in the doorway to our bedroom, looking over her wonderful body from behind. The wonderful body of the girl that I was supposed to be having a good time all weekend long with. She was lying in the center of our bed, on her stomach, and propped up on her breasts and elbows with her bare feet playfully up and swaying, looking really good as she read from her book and with her laptop to the side for notes and further research on the internet. I said to her, “You’ve been studying all day. Ever since you got up. Why don’t you take a break?” She didn’t turn from her reading material as she replied, “I can’t. I told you. I have to pass the test Monday, and I can’t do that if I don’t study.” Annoyed from her refusing sex to study instead since the night before, I prodded her, “You could just pay attention in class.” She turned to give me a look, I held up my hands defensively, replying, “Fine. Study,” causing her to return to her reading, but I remained in the doorway as I exhaled, and I looked her over from behind and slightly to the right, paying closer attention to her wonderful body. Jenny’s shirt was tight around the breast I could see, partially blocked by her arm, and I already knew she wasn’t wearing a bra from when she had greeted me the night before, and hadn’t put one on since. Why would she just around our place with me? She hated wearing them, and liked how her braless look attracted my attention. Her shirt was up just enough to reveal her boyshorts hugging her round bottom, and her lovely legs looked so wonderful as they playfully swayed. I just couldn’t take it anymore, and remembering how Jenny almost let me in the night before when I tried to come onto her, I had an idea.
I sat beside her on the bed, and started giving Jenny a shoulder and neck rub, causing her to ask without turning from her work, “What are you doing?” “Helping you study with alittle massage to relax you.” “Okay. Just so long as you don’t try to have sex with me.” “Oh, I won’t,” I sincerely replied with a smile, knowing my plan, but sounding sarcastic, causing her to barely glance back at me before continuing with her studying. I continued my massage, rubbing Jenny’s neck and shoulders, and I climbed fully onto the bed with her to straddle her butt to better reach her. Jenny rocked her head around and softly moaned from the massage, enjoying it, and I ran her long hair over one shoulder before I slowly worked my way down her back to where my hands could slip down her sides to ‘massage’ her breasts. After a few moments fondling- I mean massaging her tits, I continued to rub her back and sides until I reached her butt that I was straddling, and I slipped my hands under her shirt to massage her back and sides as my hands moved up her, slowly pulling her shirt up her body. When I reached her chest, I slipped my hands under her breasts to ‘massage’ them and her semi-hard nipples, and to slip her shirt from under her rack, allowing me to roll her shirt as far up as I could, over her firm breasts, under her arms, and high over her back. Jenny’s back now exposed, I returned my hands to her mounds to ‘massage’ and to rub her teats as I leaned forward onto my elbows to gently kiss her back. I gently kissed every inch of her exposed back as I slowly backed down Jenny, keeping my fondling- I mean massaging hands at her bosom, cupping them in my hands, further hardening her nipples, until I reached her lower back, making her shiver and break out in goose bumps as her nipples instantly fully hardened. With her nipples fully aroused, I kissed my way up and then down her back again, all while playing with her nipples toward breast orgasms with my fingers and kept her breasts cupped in my hands so gently squeeze. When I reached her lower back with my kisses again, she shivered harder as her swollen breasts twitched near climax, but I stopped playing with them, and pulled my hands back to slide down her body, caressing her sides.
write a sequel ?
