Harry Price was a
second-year student at Abbottsford University and he shared a house with three
others, his friend Phil, his girlfriend Kelly and her friend Charli, who Harry
had fancied from the moment he saw her, but he got a vibe from her that he
would be wasting his time, so he didn’t even try, but it didn’t stop him
wanting her for the six months they shared a house together.
But the one day he
returned home from a lecture to find Charli squatting over sink, tights and
knickers around her knees and skirt hoisted up around her middle, her thick
ginger bush clearly visible to him, as she released a jet of piss against the
stainless steel.
Naturally such a sight gave him a serious hard on and Charli dealt with his
erection by giving him a toe curling blow job on the kitchen floor and
afterwards she said
“You would have got
more than a blow job, if I didn’t have the cotton mouse up there”
“Really?
“Yes, and when my
visitor has gone I’m going to let you fuck my brains out”
She said as she slowly
pulled up her drawers over her ginger thatch
“I can’t wait for
that” he said as he watched her pull her tights up
“How about after the
rag race party?” she asked
Naturally the time
between the kitchen blow job and the rag race hung heavy for him even though it
was only two days.
He was participating
in the rag race, which was in essence a pub crawl in fancy dress.
Harry and his mates
were doing it dressed as Bananas, but as he was on a promise he held back on
the drinking, so he wouldn’t be out of it come the big night.
The rag race party was
being held in the Student Union Bar and function rooms, Harry went home first
and got cleaned up and changed, he had hoped to find Charli back at the house
so he could just fuck her without all the effort of going to a party first but
there was no sign of her, apart from a note from her pushed under his door,
which read.
“Elvis has left the
building, can’t wait for the next visitor, see you at the party”
Harry smiled because
its meaning was plain, Elvis was code for her cotton mouse, and the next
visitor was his cock, so he left for the party.
Rag Race was a big
deal on campus, so it attracted a lot of people, most of them already pissed,
and there were hundreds of students in attendance, so it took him an hour to
track Charli down in the crowd and when he did he found her on the dance floor.
Charli Hope was
wearing a baggy blue wool sweater which disguised her shape well, but he knew
where all the lumps and bumps were, and the legging showed her lower curves deliciously
well.
“There you are” she
said “I was beginning to think you weren’t coming”
“I’ve been here an
hour” he said
“I’m glad you’re here”
she said and kissed his cheek “I have a promise to keep”
“I’m glad you
remembered” he said “I’ve thought of little else”
“Oh, I remember, and
it’s all I’ve thought about as well” she said and kissed his mouth “We’ll go
back to my room after the party and you can fuck my brains out”
Charli smiled and
kissed him, and he immediately responded to it by slipping his tongue between
her slightly parted lips, and Charli warmed to this action and responded in
kind for a full minute before stopping abruptly.
“That’s quite enough
of that” she said sharply
“But you were enjoying
it too” he pointed out
“That’s not the point”
she said, “I said later, we’ve waited six months so another couple of hours
won’t hurt”
“We could do it now
and later” he said nibbling her ear and manoeuvring her into a dark corner and
sliding his right hand to her plump buttock before migrating around and
settling on her inner thigh before trekking north, but she clamped her thighs
together.
His mouth was still on
her ear and she was mumbling half-hearted protests, then she released her grip
on his hand for a split second and his hand passed her upper thigh, but she
clamped shut again.
A minute later she
released her grip again, briefly, and his hand had reached its goal.
She opened her thighs
once more as his finger found the moist patch of fabric.
He paused his nibbling
and saw that Charli was biting her lip as his digit had found her sweet spot
and the moist patch on her leggings, and by extension her underwear as well,
was growing by the second.
Charli continued to
bite her lip and Harry carried on stroking and creaming her leggings when all
of a sudden, she pushed his hand away.
“You bastard” she said
and kissed him hotly and wetly
“Now I can’t wait, now
I’ve got to have you right now”
The question was
where? He hadn’t thought that far ahead, and she had no contingency as she
planned to have him back at the house in her room.
They were familiar
enough with the Union to know roughly where any potential shagging sights might
be, but it was so crowded none of them were viable, so they had to go further
afield and found themselves in the basement of the admin block, but even that
wasn’t totally safe, but in the end, they settled on the service lift.
There was an outer
door and an internal door and once they were closed Harry locked them, and then
turned the key on the panel to prevent the lift from going anywhere.
In the middle of the
lift was a pallet of photocopier paper so Harry sat her tidy little arse on the
stack of boxes and resumed his earlier fingering while Charli unzipped his fly
and liberated his cock, and as he was stroking her creamy pussy through her
clothes her busy little fingers roughly tugged on his shaft.
But after a minute of
two of this frenetic fondling Charli let go and rolled over onto her front,
which left him to conclude that she wanted him to take her from behind and she
wanted it there and then.
Charli confirmed his
suspicions when she pulled her sweater clear of her arse.
He quickly got his
fingers inside the waistband of her leggings and pulled them off her buttocks
and slowly returned for her knickers.
“I can’t wait Harry”
she pleaded “yank them off and do me now”
So, he slipped his
fingers inside the waist of her wet knickers and yanked the lacy panties off
her cheeks and down her thighs and exposed her moist cunny before he grasped
her hips and thrust his stiff shaft between her eager sticky lips.
Charli turned her head
and gave him a smile and rose up onto her elbows and was emitting low rasping
moans in response to his penetrations for the duration of the dirty primal
coupling until she went rigid before him and screamed before she collapsed
forward, totally and literally shagged.
“You’re still coming
back to my room tonight” she panted
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