Well, if it would salve Janine's conscience then I'd just have to do it. Lorelei seemed quite willing, and I was hornier than ever to get inside her pants. I felt sort of bad about it, since I didn't really care if Janine was fucking around on me. If she wanted to screw Rich, that was her own business. And besides, I found it kind of a turn-on to discover that my naive young girlfriend was more of a slut than I ever would have dreamed. She had cheated on me in my own apartment-I had to admire that kind of guts. If she felt guilty about it, then I'd just fuck Lorelei and make both of them feel better.
I picked Lorelei up on my motorcycle. She lived with a couple of friends in an apartment uptown. I was shocked by the way she answered the door. She had on a tight pair of tapered leather pants with a tight tank top and her leather jacket. I thought my cock would get hard right there, but I managed to fight off the erection. She had on lots of make-up and lipstick, with her dangly earrings and her hair fixed just right. She looked like the absolute epitome of the high fashion biker slut.
"Hi there," she greeted me. "I'll be ready in a sec! Come in, you can wait for me inside."
I walked in, looking around the apartment. It was large and plush-she had plenty of money from her rich parents. I saw a glimpse of a shapely, bare leg as one of the roomies slipped across the hall. I also saw her nearly-naked ass and smooth back, her blonde hair falling across her shoulders and around the sides of her tits. My eyes opened wide. Then she was gone, into one of the rooms, wearing nothing but a pair of panties.
That did it. My cock began to swell inside my pants. Lorelei kissed me again on the cheek, then walked toward the bedroom. I watched her tight leather jeans as she sauntered away.
I waited nervously for a few minutes as Lorelei finished getting ready.
I felt acutely aware of the bulge in my jeans, even though no one was there to see it. I could smell the sexy odor of perfume around the living room, and was kind of surprised to see a set of attractive creme-colored lingerie drying near the windowsill. It was a flimsy, lacy camisole and a tiny pair of panties, also lace. The panties were damn sexy, nothing but a string for the ass and the front plunged down far. I imagined them on Lorelei-or one of her housemates.
"Hi there," I heard a feminine voice behind me. "You must be Mick." I turned and felt my eyes bug out. A gorgeous, enticing creature stood there, one arm up as she leaned against the wall, the other bent and holding a beer. "I've heard a lot about you," she said. "I'm Kristy."
"Uh, hi," I said, unable to stop my eyes from roving over Kristy. "Nice to meet you."
"Yeah," she sighed. "I bet." She was plainly aware that I was looking at her, but she didn't move to cover herself.
I realized in a second that it was the same girl I'd seen leaping across the hall. The tits were unmistakably the same, and the hair was identical. Except now, the woman wasn't exactly half-naked. She had slipped into a pair of tight jean cut-offs which showed her long, lush legs and their beautiful tan. On top she wore a loose, white hippiestyle shirt with no bra and no undershirt. A large pair of tits with dark, stiff nipples was plainly visible underneath. Kristy's eyes dropped toward my belt and hovered over the bulge in my jeans.
"Would you like a beer?" she asked, holding out hers.
"Oh, no thanks," I said, my face turning red.
She nodded, letting her eyes flicker from my crotch to my face and back down again. "So," she said. "What are you two doing tonight? I hope you're not just gonna stay here… that would be too obvious."
"Uh, I think we're going dancing or something," I said.
"Oooh, that sounds like fun. Well, if it doesn't work out… make sure you knock on my door. I'm sleeping alone and I'm always ready to party." she winked.
I thought, this girl is really horny. Then Kristy turned and walked back into her room, leaving me panting.
"Hey, Mick, you want to see my room?" Lorelei's voice nudged me out of my fantasies. I turned and walked toward her room, wishing my erection would go down.
Lorelei was sitting on the bed with her jacket off. She waved her hand around and I approvingly eyed her room. There were tapestries on the walls and her bed was a double-sized mat on a frame. It looked really bohemian. There were pictures of rock stars tacked to the walls, including a number of women and one in particular who had posed with nothing on but a leather bikini and a violin pressed suggestively between her legs. Then I spied another picture of the same woman reclined on a bed, stark naked, with her legs spread wide and a guitar lay across one of her nipples and she had her hand on the other one.
She had her tongue sticking out and curved enticingly-it looked like she was eating pussy, as a matter of fact, thrusting it between some groupie's wet cunt lips.
The picture didn't help to dwindle my erection one bit, as a matter of fact it made my cock get longer and thicker. It was pretty kinky for a rich virgin like Lorelei to have those things on her walls, especially since she had invited me in. And Lorelei made an inviting picture herself, reclining casually on the bed with her knees slightly apart and those tight leather pants clinging to her thighs. Now that she had her jacket off, I could see her tits better, even though she was wearing a bra this time.
I glanced from the picture to Lorelei, real life definitely looking better, but Lorelei would make a great rock star. She'd look great in a leather bikini. She had done some singing, and should have been in a band, posing for pictures like that.
"Isn't that great?" giggled Lorelei. "It really turns me on. I think she's so sexy."
The idea of Lorelei jerking off, rubbing her virgin cunt came to my mind. I was almost ready to reach out and grab her. But, instead, I sat down on the bed and sat close to her.
"Yeah," I said. "It turns me on, too. Who is that?"
Lorelei suddenly seemed to get nervous-she hadn't expected me to be forward. But she managed to preserve her flirtatious attitude and said,
"That's Josie Danger. She's my favorite local singer!"
"You do some singing, don't you?"
"Well… a little…"
She started to blush, partly because she knew what I was thinking.
"You should pose for something like that. You'd look great. You should be in a band-think of all the fun you could have doing publicity photos."
"Oh," she blushed, "I could never pull anything off like that!"
She motioned toward the particularly revealing picture of Josie nude with the guitar between her legs. I smiled.
"Aw, I bet you could."
"You really think so?"
"Sure you could."
"But I could never do something that lewd for the camera?"
"I think you'd look sexy. Of course," I smirked, "I've never seen you naked."
Lorelei giggled, looking down shyly. "What's that supposed to mean?"
She was really aching for it. I just had to kiss her. I lunged forward, pressing my lips to hers and thrust my tongue deep into her mouth. As I kissed her, I put my arms around her, feeling her smooth back. I then pressed her gently back onto the bed, letting one of my hands travel to her breast.
She let out a sound of surprise as I began to stroke her nipple. It was hard already, and I started to feel her up, running my fingers all over her breasts. They were nice and firm, and quite larger then they looked. I started squeezing softly as I kissed Lorelei, thrusting my tongue in and out of her mouth, and I began to untuck her shirt.
"Yes," she whispered.
I slipped my hand underneath her tight shirt and curved my fingers around her tit, touching it through the thin material of her lacy bra.
I began to press her nipple more directly, squeezing it a bit between my thumb and forefinger, and a shiver went through Lorelei's magnificent body. I moved my hand further under her shirt and caressed her armpit, thumbing her nipple and kissing her neck.
Lorelei's hands strayed to my belt, then down a bit. She put her hand on. the bulge in my pants. She seemed a bit surprised when she realized that I had a hard-on, and she began to rub my prick up and down, curving her fingers around it. She pressed her thumb against the cock bulge and stroked my cockhead as I began to lift her shirt.
"Wait," she whispered urgently. "Can you close the door?"
I glanced over to the door. I had left it wide open, and I could hear her roommates in the next room. Lorelei's hand dropped away from my prick. I got up from the bed and closed the door, but before I did, I caught a glimpse of someone walking by. It was another roomie-not Kristy, but someone as equally gorgeous. All I really saw was a tight ass in a flowy cotton skirt without any underwear, and the side of a tit through a lace shirt.
I closed the door and locked it, looking decidedly at Lorelei as I pulled the lock. She didn't seem to mind. She was sprawled out on the bed with her legs still spread wide and her arms lifted so I could see her tits. The shirt was askew where I'd started to pull it up. I moved back to the bed.
Lorelei sat up, parting her lips for me and arching her back so that her tits thrust out. Her nipples were prominent now, harder than before.
I kissed her as I leaned against her, sitting next to her on the rumpled bed. I worked my hand up to Lorelei's stomach and began pulling her shirt up as she returned her hand to the strained fly of my jeans.
As I kissed her, I tugged the shirt over her stomach, stroking there with my fingertips. She relaxed slowly, from a sitting position down toward the bed.
I exposed the lower half of her breasts, feeling her silky bra. I touched her hard nipple with my thumb, making her gasp. She was turned on a lot.
Lorelei leaned back on the bed. I pulled her top up over her tits and tugged her bra down. She breathed heavily as I exposed her hard nipple and bent over her, running my tongue around the pink area and then sucking the erect bud into my mouth.
I tongued it rapidly, biting down gently on the nip as Lorelei increased her pressure on my cock. She started rubbing harder and with her other hand began to stroke my belt buckle, like she was wondering what to do.
Finally, she pulled the belt open and worked her hand into my pants, touching the very tip of my cock. I sucked harder on her nipple, then moved to the other one. She gave a gasp as I sucked on it.
I moved my hips in time with Lorelei's tentative rubbing of my prick.
She pulled at my upper buttons, exposing the cock's bulbous head as it poked out of my tight black underwear. Holding her breath, she nervously eased her hand into my half-open pants.
Lorelei touched my cock through my underwear, wrapping her fingers more firmly around it. She smeared pre-cum into the head, gripping my long shaft. I reached between her tits and unfastened her bra, which clasped in the front. The material slid over her breasts, exposing both tits.
Lorelei moaned softly as I sucked her tits. She reached further into my pants, then pulled open the next few buttons. She still kept my underwear between my cock and her fingers, though, and I wondered if she'd ever felt a cock before. She touched it like she hadn't, but squeezed it sensuously as my tongue seethed against her hard nipples.
Then I slid my tongue into her mouth as Lorelei pulled my underwear out of the way and tucked her hand all the way into my pants, then curved her fingers around my prick.
She clutched my cock tightly, her breathing short and choppy. Her nipples stuck out erect and firm. I kissed her ear next and slid my tongue along her neck as she jerked my cock up and down.
Lorelei's hand was moving like an expert's. I knew she'd make me cum and decided it was time to go for her cunt. I was so horny for her I couldn't hold off and unfastened her tight leather pants. Lorelei panted hotly as I slowly pulled the zipper down across her lower belly.
I looked down and saw a soft tuft of pubic hair sticking out of her low-cut lace panties. I thrust my tongue into Lorelei's mouth again as I worked my fingers into those tight pants. I finally got my hand between her legs and slid my finger down into her crotch. She arched her back when my finger went between her slippery cunt lips. She was wet, her cunt gushing thick pussy juice.
I ran my fingertip up and down in her luscious slit, touching her erect clit and moving down to her tight pussy. Lorelei moaned as I fingered her, not quite finger-fucking her yet. She jerked me off.
Lorelei groaned, thrusting her tits up against my body. I fucked my finger into her tight hole, penetrating her slightly. Then I started easing it deeper, feeling the resistance of her virgin cunt. She was incredibly tight. I worked my finger in deeply and her panting increased.
I finally got my finger all the way inside her and I could feel her cunt stretching a little. I touched her clit with my thumb and began to work it up and down, moving my finger in and out of her cunt. She went back to jerking me off, slowly bringing my cock around in big circles as I fingered her.
Her cunt was gushing full force now and her muscle gripped my finger as I slid it in and out. She wouldn't have been able to take more than one finger, or I would have put two into her. Instead, I concerned myself with one, and Lorelei seemed to like that fine.
She nibbled my ear and snuggled her hips up closer to me, prompting me to penetrate her more quickly with my finger. I wiggled my finger, feeling her honey ooze down onto my hand. Meanwhile, she was picking up the intensity of her hand job.
Lorelei held my prick and fisted me more quickly, stroking my head with her thumb. I lay back, trying to move her into a position where I could get her pants off, but it was hard to concentrate with my cock swelling and getting ready to pop.
The nymph learned fast. She put her leg over mine, so that her legs were spread far enough for me. I kept thrusting my finger into her pussy. Soon she began to whimper as she felt me shoving my hips in time with her-she must have known that I was getting ready to cum.
"That's good, baby," I said. "You're doing that just right… just keep that up…"
Lorelei ran her tongue over my neck, keeping her hand tight on my prick. It became a blur as she jerked me off, her whole body writhing.
As I arched my back and groaned, she manipulated my cock faster, begging for me to cum.
I shot out a thick stream of jizz, which landed on my stomach and splashed a little onto hers. Lorelei's hand shot up over my prick-head and cum splattered onto it, covering her fingers in slick goo. She kept jerking, and as I shot out another line of cum, it ran down onto her wrist.
She didn't stop even then, sensing that I had more cum to give her. She jerked me off rapidly, and I shot another load onto my stomach as she kissed me, tongue in mouth.
I eased my finger out of Lorelei's pussy. She looked into my eyes as I lifted my hand. I brought it up to her mouth and touched her lips with it, then eased it deeper into her mouth. Tentatively, Lorelei licked the cunt-slick finger. She'd been so wet that my middle finger was fully covered in her thick juices.
Lorelei licked my fingertip-it looked like she almost didn't know what she was doing. Then she licked further, sucking my finger into her mouth and sucking off her own juice. She covered my other fingers in tongue strokes, getting more into it as she continued. Finally, she licked her way up my arm and cleaned my wrist of all her slime.
Then, Lorelei turned me on all over again. She bent over me, taking my soft cock into her hand, and pressed her lips to my stomach. It was covered with cum and she began to lick it up, sucking and slurping madly.
She tongued her way down, following the paths that the cum-streams had formed when they shot out of my prick. She drank it up, then took my cum-covered cock into her mouth. I wasn't quite ready to get another hard-on, but it was coming as she licked me.
She seemed to feel safer giving me head when my cock was soft. Her warm, sensuous lips felt good on my prick, even if it was limp. Then Lorelei quickly licked her way up to my stomach again, then licked her hands, which were also covered with semen. Finally, she reached for a towel which lay on the floor.
"That was great," I said. "You give a great hand-job."
She blushed and quickly pulled her top down and readjusted her bra. Cum dampened the T-shirt she wore. She began dabbing my body with the towel, shyly touching my wet cock, which started to swell again. She seemed very uncomfortable about the whole thing.
"You still want to go dancing?" she asked hoarsely.
"Not really," I said. "I'd rather stay here with you…"
She pulled away and stood up, then pulled up her panties and pants. "I really want to go dancing," she said. "Could we still go… I mean… um…"
Lorelei went over to her dresser and got out a clean white bra. Then she took off her shirt, slipped out of her jizz-wet bra, and for the first time I saw her tits in full view. Lorelei quickly covered her breasts as she picked up the bra and got into it. Then she took a silky shirt out of her closet and put it on.
"Sure," I said. "We can do whatever you want."
She came over to the bed, looking guilty, leaned down and let me kiss her.
"I'm sorry," she said. "It's not that I don't want to… stay here with you. It's not that I don't want to sleep with you, I mean. It's just… well, I've never…"
"Yes," I said. "I know. You're a virgin."
"I don't know what came over me," she said. "I just… wanted your cum. Your cock felt so good in my hand…"
"You can have it some more if you like…" I said, pulling her close.
My prick was hard all the way and I was dying to get into her pants again.
"I… I can't. Not tonight. Not right now, at least. I hope you're not mad…"
"Not at all," I said, kissing her stomach. She sighed, plainly liking that, but pulled away before I could lick my way down further.
"Please try to understand," she said, slipping into a pair of shoes.
"I'm just… I don't want to… I mean, I want to, but…"
I zipped up my pants. It was futile-I didn't want to talk Lorelei into anything. Besides, I was positive that before the evening was over, Lorelei's sex drive would perk up and she'd be anxious for my cock again. I watched as Lorelei took a few tentative steps in her very high heels, the shoes making her legs look great.
"It's cool," I said, putting my arms around her. "I only want you to have a good time."
Lorelei sighed, leaning against me. "You know, Mick, I really like you.
Most guys don't care about me, they only want to get into my pants and fuck me."
"Ah, I want to fuck you, too. But only if you're into it."
"Oh… I am," she sighed, kissing me. "I mean… I want to. But I'm afraid…"
"Say no more," I said. "It's okay. You do give an incredible hand-job, though."
She giggled. "How do you think I stay a virgin?" she said.