Chapter 7a - A Hairy Situation
Slightly frustrated by his lack of ideas, Tom shook the image of his hot neighbour out of his head and went to the neighbourhood hair salon for a haircut.
It was a quiet Saturday mornight and it seemed like the hairdresser had just opened shop - he was the only customer.
“Hi Aunt June!” Tom said cheerily.
“Ah Tommy! Back from school huh” June was the neighbourhood’s resident hairdresser, and as such, knew nearly everyone in the area. She bade him to sit on one of the chairs for his haircut.
Perhaps it was because it was a quiet morning, coupled with the fact that he was the only customer; that he suddenly found himself taking a closer look at June. She was in her late 40s but age was by no means cruel to her. She had a very well maintained figure for her age, with a decent skin complexion (he wondered how much she spent on beauty products). As she stepped forward to start his haircut he caught a decent view of her surprisingly huge tits (he never really noticed before) straining against the fabric of her blouse.
As she started to work on his hair, it totally slipped his mind that his powers were activated by touch, and he only realised things were odd when her behaviour towards him started to change….
(Part II later this afternoon…)
Her surprisingly soft hands seemed to be lingering on his head for longer than necessary, and as he looked up at her reflection in the mirror, he could see her frown slightly in consternation - as if she was wondering what weird sensation she was getti….
Suddenly it hit him. It must be his powers that were working on her as her hands came into contact with his head! He took a closer look (able to do so because she was somehow looking away into the distance) and thought he saw a hint of redness on her cheeks that was beginning to show through her makeup.
June meanwhile was confused. It had been sometime since she experienced such sensations (though she did not know yet that it was Tom who was causing them), her husband had left her a year ago for his foreign mistress. She did not know why but every time she touched Tom’s head she felt electric tingles run through her fingers. She was subconsciously lingering her fingers on his head, too engrossed and confused about the sensation to notice.
Tom could hear her breathing change. It became more rapid, and she was breathing harder, as if it was very hot even though the empty salon meant that the airconditioning was colder than usual. His mind raced excitedly as he realised this unintentional test was proving his powers were real - and as he looked at June more closely, he realised just how hot and well maintained she really was despite her age…he licked his lips as his mind anticipated what was to come next…
Suddenly, she stopped what she was doing and Tom thought he saw her withdraw her hands reluctantly from his head, a look of disappointment? flashed across her face for a split second.
June: “Come to the back Tom, I help you wash your hair…”
The innocent sounding words would have been normal any other day but she said it with a tinge of very very slight shakiness in her voice. Tom pretended not to notice as he went to the back of the salon and lay back on the chair there.
CLICK. SNICK. The distinct sound of the doors being locked and chained came to his ears. “So that’s what she’s planning…” Tom thought, as the lights out front went off as well.
June appeared moments later, her face not revealing her thoughts even in the slightest as she started to shampoo and lather his hair. The moment her hands came into contact with his head, he heard it again, her slightly heavy breathing punctuated by short, sharp intakes of breath every now and then. To his surprise, the rest of the hairwash went uneventfully though - was she trying to resist the temptation? Tom decided to let her take control. For now.
As she was drying and toweling his hair, June suddenly came round to his front and when he looked down his jaw nearly dropped. She had 2 buttons of her blouse undone, which was revealing a generous amount of cleavage. He blinked as he noticed she was braless. When did she….
June’s countenance meanwhile was the epitome of calmness; Tom was impressed that she was able to pretend nothing was happening when she was so obviously affected by his power. She leant forward to towel his hair, giving him an even more obvious view of her delicious melons as she continued to pretend nothing was happening.
The aura of confusion yet pleasure that she was giving off was proving too much for Tom to take - he dug deep and found the courage to match his power and decided to (literally) take matters into his own hands. He shifted his body and suddenly reached up to grab her waist.
“What are you…ahhhhhh!!” her words and thoughts evaporated the moment his hands touched her waist - her blouse had ridden up slightly and his hands were in direct contact with her skin, which caused her to moan out loud. Tom took it a step further by sitting up and burying his face into her half exposed mounds, which brought about an even bigger reaction.
It was as if a switch had been flicked. All pretense on June’s part vanished in that instant and she thrust her chest out at him, smothering him with her boobs as her hands ditched the towel and shot down to undo the rest of her buttons. In a flash her blouse was completely off, finally freeing her delicious D cups and giving him full access to them. Tom accepted this access readily and began to lick and suck on her massive love pillows, causing her to moan sensually and squeeze his shoulders tightly as she slowly began to lose herself to her lust…
As things started to get hot and heavy in the hair salon, over at Cheryl’s house, another kind of heat was building. Unlike her normal weekend routine, Cheryl was actually home for once – to the surprise of her parents who were used to her absence on weekends. However, a family outing was turned down; she just wasn’t in the mood to go out. Resigning themselves to the norm, her parents had left her alone at home, quietly relieved that at least they knew where she was. The problem however, was not of emotions or moods, but of a more basic instinct. Cheryl was horny. Ever since her romp with Tom on that hot sweaty day, Cheryl was feeling randy. She was slightly frustrated at him not replying her message, but she wasn’t the type to make the first move (the fact that she did so while under the influence of his power was conveniently forgotten). She had already gotten herself off multiple times through the night, but the feeling was a far cry from the intense sensations of that day, and she was left feeling unsatisfied and increasingly frustrated. Just then, the sound of jingling keys coming through her open window roused her from her inner thoughts.
She crawled over to the window (her bed was against the wall) and peeked out to see her neighbor just locking the door on the way out. A closer look identified him as the boy next door who was roughly around her age, and unlike average Tom, he was quite a appealing sight. His sizable build that was obviously sculpted from working out filled his t-shirt nicely, his biceps threatening to burst out of his sleeves – and she realized he was quite handsome as well. At this point the horns had long taken over her thought processes as her normal haughty demeanor once again vanished and was replaced by the hungry slut she truly was inside as she made her move. A hand shot down the waistband of her sleep-shorts and started rubbing on her clit, causing her to moan out loud in the need infused sensation. The unmistakable sound of a female moaning in pleasure reached her neighbour’s ears as he stopped dead in his tracks. Instantly curious, he crept over to her bedroom window and peered in, getting a view that was more than his imagination could bargain for.
He watched as his hot neighbor (he had seen her a couple times before but only briefly) was thrashing about wildly on the bed, a hand down her shorts rubbing vigorously and really sensual moans coming from her mouth that was wide open in pleasure. Sensing his gaze on her, she pretended not to notice as she pulled off her t-shirt, exposing her perfectly shaped boobs to him. The sight of her perfectly shaped body sent an instant rush of blood to his nether regions, as he moved right up to the window to take in the erotic sight playing out before his eyes. He watched as the shorts, too, came off, as she came closer and closer to orgasm, not caring if anyone else could hear her; the excitement of being watched plus her sexual frustration was too great. As she hit her climax (it was a big one) and started going into convulsions from the pleasure, his cock was by now threatening to burst out of his pants – he could feel a massive glob of precum wetting his boxers. To his shock, she suddenly looked up and straight at him mid orgasm, giving him her sluttiest CFM face which almost made him cream his pants as she brought her dripping wet finger first to her lips, licking it sensually before pointing at her door (which just so happened to be unlocked). He did not need a second invitation.
“OHHHH UHHHH UHH UHHHH AHHHH HAAAHH!” June was literally wailing with pleasure as she bounced up and down on Tom’s massive cock. Unable to control her lust and wanton desire she had literally jumped up on to him, straddling him on the chair, his face still buried in her fleshy D Cups as she pulled down his pants and slid down easily onto him in one swift motion, her aroused and soaking wet pussy making it easy despite his size and her relatively tight and neglected pussy. Tom meanwhile had gotten over his hesitation and after pausing briefly to remove his shirt, resumed his attack on her glorious melons.
“OHHH Aunt Juneee!” he groaned when he felt her impale herself on him, which earned him a hard but playful slap on the cheek as she whined “Just call me June now!” in between her excited moans as she grabbed onto his shoulders and rode him like her life depended on it. Waves of unimaginable pleasure reverberated through her entire body like an overflowing current, making her cum non-stop as her mind tried and failed to register the extremely pleasurable sensations coming from every part of Tom that was in contact with her, especially his huge, angry cock filling every inch of her mature pussy.
The excitement of it all was starting to get to Tom, as he felt the familiar feeling come forth – but he was feeling too good to stop her. June on the other hand still had the presence of mind to feel him twitch inside her. Recognising it for what it was and not wanting it to end so quickly, she hurriedly stopped and got off him, removing all her clothes as she laid down on the floor and beckoned him over urgently.
Tom wasted no time but it was June who was even more eager than he was as she literally grabbed at him when he scooted over, wrapping her arms and legs around him tightly as he sank his cock once more into her overstimulated pussy and resumed pumping her. Her huge melons felt really good squished between their sweaty bodies and this made him go faster and harder as the electrifying effect of his touch set her off on yet another series of endless orgasms.
As Tom pounded away energetically at her – June’s thoughts were running at full speed through her mind. The wrongness of the situation did occur to her at some point, but the delicious jolts of energy coursing from Tom through every inch of her body took precedence. It had been so long since she had sex; and the sex she remembered with her ex-husband was mediocre at best – it seemed like he was merely going through the motions with her while having most of his fun outside. This however, was a totally different story; of course it helped that Tom had a huge member and was relatively skilled (his porn experience certainly paid off!). She wondered briefly where his skills came from, she always thought he was the shy innocent type who was awkward around girls.
All her thoughts evaporated into a mist of pleasure when she felt him twitch inside her again as he gave her a final burst of high powered thrusts making her squeal with delight at the rough but intense pleasure enhanced by that magical electric feeling that was constantly flowing from him into her. Anticipating what was to come, she gripped Tom’s shoulders tightly and locked her legs around his ass as she screamed herself hoarse from the constant orgasm. Even if she did not say anything, her actions gave him all the green light he needed and he pushed himself over and beyond his limit. With a almost (triumphant) roar, he slammed his massive cock all the way into her juicing love hole as his orgasm hit, firing blast after blast of cum deep into her innermost regions. This had an immediate further effect on June – the moment she felt the first spurt cream her insides the biggest orgasm she had ever had in her life hit her; which was so powerful it overrode all the orgasmic feelings she was experiencing and totally blew her mind. Tom watched in amazement as she literally exploded beneath him, gurgling and mumbling incoherently as her entire body shook like she was having a fit – she even drooled a little from the overstimulation.
Just like Cheryl, June was experiencing a series of mini explosions inside her – she never knew that cum would feel so good as her eyes rolled back in the immense pleasure, her mind blanking out totally as her entire being was dragged deep into the depths of lust and pleasure. Even after he was done, her convulsions and gurgles carried on for a full 10 minutes, giving Tom the pleasure of seeing the attractive milf indulge in pleasure that was completely out of her control. She looked up at him with an exhausted but extremely satisfied face, pulling him back down for a long tongue twisting kiss before letting him bury his face into her love pillows as they panted and recovered from the intense session. She made him swear to secrecy and got him to help clean up (she was too exhausted to move and her legs were complete jelly) before allowing him to leave. She briefly considered re-opening the salon but found she was too exhausted to work. She called up her day’s appointments and apologized to them – claiming she was feeling unwell (actually she could not have felt better) before going back to her flat to sleep the rest of the day away.
The clang of her main gate vaguely reached Cheryl’s ears as she lay panting on her bed. Her pussy twitched as she felt her neighbor’s cum seeping out from her pussy, slowly flowing down and forming a puddle on the sheets that were soaked from her juices and their sweat. It had all happened in a flurry of activity, as he had literally rushed into her room (who could resist that invitation?) and fucked her to orgasm multiple times till he unloaded everything he had into her. A hurried exit on remembering that he was supposed to be going out dampened the mood slightly, but Cheryl didn’t care, she needed the release so badly. However, despite the exertion and undeniable pleasure, she found herself still wanting more as she drifted off into an exhausted slumber, not caring that she was naked and leaking cum all over the sheets.
Tom meanwhile was lying on his bed, having just woke up from a nap to recover from the morning exertions. He had a stupid grin plastered on his face (who wouldn’t after a round of hot sex). Even though his test subject was not an intended one, it accomplished his goal nonetheless. June, huh, he thought – he never knew she had it in her; plus looking back, he only now realized just how hot she was. A series of message tones from his mobile phone interrupted his thoughts and he wondered who it could be – his minimal social interaction before now had led to his phone being quiet most of the time. A look at his phone nearly made him drop it in shock. It was Cheryl, and it was a series of self-taken photos of her immaculate body – only it was covered in cum and sweat. It was the last picture that held his interest though, a close up shot of her wet pussy leaking what was unmistakably fresh semen. It could only exist in the deepest fantasy of every hot blooded male on campus, but yet he was seeing it with his own eyes on his own phone.
“Like what you see?” said the next message, “Meet me tonight and it will be your turn”. Tom all but jumped up and ran to the shower, his plans for the night sorted. A quick shower later, Tom was in so much of a hurry that in his eagerness he rushed into the lift the moment the door opened.
A loud crash and a flurry of items and bags falling on the floor followed. Apologising profusely Tom hurriedly helped his “victim” pick up the fallen stuff. It was only when he looked up that he realized who it was. A vision of beauty greeted his eyes as he came face to face with his next door neighbor. Her long silky hair flowed down like a mesmerizing waterfall, and her pretty face seemed to glow from her beauty, giving her an almost angelic appearance as she smiled shyly at him.
“It’s okay – it’s just my shopping that dropped on the floor,” came the sweetest voice he had ever heard.
“You should wait for the doors to open properly before entering next time”
Tom could only stare with his mouth gaping slightly, her sweet voice, combined with her angelic beauty was almost bewitching; but it was the smile sealed the deal. His almost comical staring made her giggle softly as she blushed, her flawless cheeks turning just a slight tinge of red. Tom caught himself staring and shyly handed over the items to her, turning away in embarrassment. It was when she took the bags from him that it happened – their hands brushed against each other ever so slightly. Tom hurriedly rushed into the lift and made his way down, wishing that he could dig a hole to hide in now, cursing his clumsiness which surely must have ruined his chances with the hot neighbor now. What he didn’t know was she was still standing at the lift lobby, staring at her hand in wonderment at the brief but amazing sensation she just felt when their hands touched.
Tom arrived at Cheryl’s designated meeting spot early – who could blame him for being eager? So he took the chance to sit down and catch his breath as he waited for her to arrive. The sound of a couple in a heated argument reached his ears and when he turned his head to look at the source, he saw Cheryl stomping angrily towards his direction from across the road, with a guy stumbling after her attempting to grab her hand. He was calling out her name repeatedly asking her to wait, and she was yelling at him to fuck off. Tom frowned, his goody-two-shoes nature disliking conflict, but what irked him more was that the guy was obviously not taking Cheryl’s obvious (verbal) hint. She was forced to stop at the road due to traffic, which allowed the guy to catch up and grabbed onto her hand forcefully. Something clicked within Tom then – his normally meek and quiet nature seemingly disappearing for that moment.
“HEY!” he yelled, hoping to catch their attention. Failing, he looked for a gap in the traffic and ran up to them.
“Hey!” he said, slightly softer but still forceful. Now the guy turned to look at him with a face that told him to mind his own business. He was still holding on tightly to a struggling Cheryl, who turned to look at Tom both in surprise but also with a plea for help. Pushing forward with his newfound courage, Tom glared back at the guy and asked him to let her go. When he refused, Tom surprised himself by stepping forward and grabbing the guy’s arm, allowing Cheryl to break free of his grip. She promptly ran and hid behind her unlikely rescuer (she never knew he had it in him) as she watched the situation unfold.
Tom was expecting to get punched in the face (he knew he wasn’t cut out for physical violence) but instead the opposite happened. The guy’s face turned from aggression to confusion, and to Tom’s surprise (and shock) he started shaking slightly, his cheeks turning slightly red – was it his power? It works on guys too? Seizing the opportunity, Tom spoke in his gruffest voice as he gripped the guy’s arm tighter.
“Leave her alone. She obviously doesn’t want to talk to you and you are hurting her.” Tom said sternly. The increased grip on the guy’s arm brought about an even greater effect, making his knees shake and eventually buckle as he fell down on his knees in front of Tom. Not wanting to push his luck further (he was still meek and cowardly Tom afterall), Tom released his arm and glared at the guy.
“Apologise to her.” He said next, still in shock at the effect he had on the guy, but he had to stand his ground (at least in front of Cheryl). The guy looked up at him weakly, still confused by his predicament. His expressed suddenly turned from confusion to fear, and what was that Tom saw in his eyes, embarrassment? The guy found the strength to get up, apologized quickly to Cheryl and left hurriedly.
Tom turned to look at Cheryl and asked if she was okay. She replied him by flinging her arms around him and squeezing him in a ferocious bear hug as she leant up to whisper “Thank You” into his ear. She hugged him for a full 5 minutes, reveling in the magical pleasure sensation that she was pining for ever since their last meeting, grabbed his hand and led a stunned but pleased Tom away from the scene.
*Bang Bang Bang Bang* The sound of the bed’s headboard banging against the wall resounded through the confines of the room. They were in his dorm room, the most convenient and private place she could think of, plus as it was the weekend, there was hardly anyone around to see them. Cheryl was on her back, one hand reaching back to grasp the headboard for support while the other was squeezed tightly around one of Tom’s arms. Her legs were pointed skyward and resting on his shoulders, and she was screaming with pleasure as his huge cock pounded repeatedly into her juicy hot pussy. She felt like her entire body was on fire, and every time he entered her fully that now familiar electrical sensation sent shockwaves through her, exciting her beyond measure. THIS was the feeling she needed and craved – the sex with her hot neighbor was great, but it was nothing compared to Tom. While Tom wasn’t exactly her type, she wasn’t about to marry him or anything, so she just let herself get lost in her lust and desires.
Tom meanwhile was having the time of his life. His morning activity with June meant that he could last longer, and last he did, having fucked Cheryl in as many positions as he could think of, but she seemed to like it hard and fast, and this particular position enabled him to do so to maximum effect. He could feel her previous sex partner’s cum flowing out of her pussy as he pumped, but this wasn’t an issue as it made her pussy really slick and slippery, allowing his huge cock to slide in and out effortlessly. As she came hard for the Nth time beneath him, he sat back (cock still in her) to admire her luscious body and silently blessed the strange old man again – yes he felt weird that he would think of an old uncle while having sex with an extremely hot girl, yet he knew that without that old man, he would not be where he was right now. His thoughts drifted to his angelic neighbor, and he wondered how she would be like in bed. His thoughts were interrupted when Cheryl, who had a face that was completely lost in pleasure, reached up to French him, and pushed him back onto the bed before mounting him and started to bounce up and down on her (now) favourite pleasure stick.
Several hours later, he woke to find her wrapped tightly around him, her pussy still leaking cum from their marathon sex session. She was snoozing peacefully with a glowing smile on her face, and when she felt him move, she hugged him even tighter and rubbed herself against him, the sticky sensation of their sweat coated bodies creating a very erotic sensation for Tom. He stroked her hair gently as he admired her pretty face and sexy body; smiling to himself as he thought of all the guys who tried but failed to get to be in his position right now. His thoughts drifted to the earlier incident and who the guy was; but what he was more interested in (and still slightly shocked about) was that apparently his power worked on males as well. He figured that his power must have made him go weak in the knees from the obvious orgasmic pleasure; though the way this pleasure was used was in a completely different situation where pleasure was the least appropriate word to use. What an interesting power this was, he thought, as he drifted back off to sleep, enjoying the comfort of Cheryl’s cuddling.
The next morning, Tom woke to find that Cheryl had gone – but a quick glance at his phone revealed a very sexy parting gift in which she had taken a selfie while sucking on his morning wood. It was only because she had classes today that she could even bear to leave him and the wonderful electric feeling he emitted. He smiled at himself as he went for his shower. After cleaning himself (and changing the cum/sweat soaked sheets), he sat on the bed and pondered his next move. He saw that he did not have any classes today – so he was free to go conduct more “tests”. He decided to head home and see if he could bump into that angel of a neighbor again.
As luck would have it, he did run into her. Just as he pushed the Door Close button on the lift he heard a pattering of footsteps. He looked up and his nose almost bled from the sight. There was his angel, dressed in a pair of tight FBT shorts and an even tighter top that showed a generous portion of skin (mid-riff and back). Her almost perfect C cups looked like they were struggling to burst out of her top with the amount of cleavage on display. Tom quickly hit the Door Open button.
“Thanks so much!” the voice of his angel was like music to his ears.
“Oh, it’s you!” she said next, her face lighting up in recognition – Tom felt like he was going to go blind from her dazzling smile and demeanor.
“Hi.” He managed, barely able to stop his voice from shaking as he smiled weakly; in fact his legs were threatening to drop him to the floor as his face turned beetroot red.
Seeing his shyness only made her giggle, she found his behavior rather cute despite his average looks; and his obvious attraction to her made her feel flattered, colouring her cheeks slightly and making her even more attractive to him. That they lived on the 16th floor was both a blessing and a curse. While he had all the time in the world to admire her, the awkward silence as a result of his shyness was almost stifling. His mouth ran dry as he beheld this vision of perfection in front of him – her flawless skin was covered with beads of sweat that gave it an enchanting sheen (she had obviously just been for a run) and as she reached for her hand towel to wipe off some of the excess sweat, her silky locks were swept back in a flowing motion like in a shampoo commercial, making for an enchanting sight.
Unable to bear the silence any more, Tom dug deep and found his voice. “Just been for a run?” he managed to stammer, silently reproaching himself for asking such a stupid obvious question (well it was a start, wasn’t it?) His bravery paid off as she turned and smiled at him whilst toweling herself off.
“Yep! That’s how I maintain you know” she added with a wink which nearly killed him.
The lift finally arrived at their floor and though a red-faced Tom just wanted to run out and hide in his flat, his inner deepest desire was to stay in that lift with her forever. He held the door open for her which she acknowledge with another megawatt smile before exiting the lift, giving him a tantalizing view of her shapely ass and legs as she sashayed ahead of him. Cursing his lack of courage yet again Tom turned to enter his flat when he felt the softest of hands grasp his upper arm. Turning around in shock, he was in for yet another treat as he saw the effect of his power hit her in full force.
Ever since the previous lift incident, she was intrigued by Tom. That brief moment their hands came into contact produced a pleasurable, almost magical feeling that she couldn’t even begin to describe. She had stood outside the lift staring at her hand for the longest time, wondering what the hell just happened; and what was that brief but extremely intense sensation she got from touching him?! Her curiousity got the better of her as she made a rash but purposeful decision to grab his arm. This time, she was totally unprepared for the assault on her senses. What felt like a rush of warm electric-like current poured into her hand from the points of direct skin contact and it hit her like a tidal wave of pleasure. She tilted her head back, eyes closed, as her cheeks reddened and her mouth opened slightly – her body reveled in the euphoric sensation of intense pleasure and unbeknownst to her (and to the delight of Tom) a soft but very sensual long moan escaped her lips.
Tom watched as she literally melted before him – he nearly creamed his pants when she moaned , her sweet, enchanting voice making it the most sensual sound he had ever heard. He felt her soft hand grip his arm tighter as her cheeks flushed slightly red, adding colour to her angelic snow-white complexion and (he thought) making her look even more beautiful. He watched as fresh beads of sweat formed on her exposed skin, a single droplet on her chin rolling down slowly (and sensually) to her exposed cleavage and disappearing in between her heavenly mounds. Her breathing got slightly heavier and her expression was that of bliss. She suddenly caught herself and her eyes came open to see him literally gawking at her with his mouth slightly open. She bit her lip and gave him an almost pained but utter CFM look that gave him an instant erection. Without warning, her face suddenly turned bright red as she let go of his arm, turned, and ran into her house, leaving him (still stunned) with a stupid expression on his face and a raging hard-on.
It would take a few minutes before Tom managed to snap out of his trance and gingerly entered his house, the sight burned into his memory and making his hard cock twitch uncontrollably. He plonked down on his bed, the image and voice of his Angel taking over his mind. Unable to bear the agony of being blue-balled any longer, he whipped out his cock, which sprung free like an animal escaping from its cage. He began to jerk himself off furiously, her sensual moan echoing through his mind and her CFM look completely taking over his inner vision. He groaned with pleasure as he stroked himself closer and closer to orgasm, desperately searching for the release that his aching balls were crying out for.
Just next door, she was lying on her bed panting hard in bewilderment – what the hell just happened? That intense pleasure sensation she got just from skin contact was nothing like she had ever experienced. She was by no means a virgin – her looks had created a mountain of opportunities overseas (and a wealth of guys who were dying to get in her pants). She had a few (selective) partners; mostly white guys, but nothing too serious as she was just out for fun rather than commitment. One thing was certain, she was all hot and bothered from the incident. Her right hand subconsciously snaked downward and was idly rubbing on the fabric of her silky FBT shorts. As her self-induced pleasure started to build, the shorts soon came off onto the floor, and when her hand came into direct contact with her already dripping slit, she moaned out loud in pleasure as she began to tease and rub her clit, occasionally inserting a finger or two to claw at her gspot. She paused briefly to take off her sweat soaked top, allowing her twin mounds to break free of their bindings as her left hand grabbed at them to squeeze and pinch her nipples. She thought of the average looking and innocent Tom, and the shyness but obvious desire he had for her, and this excited her further as the feelings of an oncoming orgasm (a huge one at that) started to build up to an explosive climax.
They came together (albeit in different rooms), with Tom shooting spurt after spurt of cum onto his own belly, the force of the spurts so strong he felt (to his slight disgust) a shot land on his own chin, which he quickly wiped away with his free hand as the powerful orgasm rocked the rest of his body. Her orgasm on the other hand, was even more spectacular – it was so powerful she actually squirted; so hard that the stream reached the opposite wall of her bedroom. The resulting scream of pleasure was so loud Tom actually heard it from next door, which made his cock twitch and shoot an extra spurt when the sound reached him. Her whole body went into convulsions, and her back arched so high it lifted her shapely ass off the bed as she shook in one of the biggest orgasms she had in a while, her right hand buried 3 fingers deep into her pussy. Even as the orgasm winded down, she was hit with several aftershocks on the way down, her body twitching uncontrollable as she moaned and moaned repeatedly in ecstasy.
They lay there on their respective beds, panting from the exertion, with him wondering how insanely good it would feel to do her for real, and with her burning with desire to experience that magical feeling he emanated.