A few guys had already asked me out, but I just didn't move as fast as Lisa did, and I guess I was feeling left out, not to mention being horny as hell.A few guys had already asked me out, but I just didn't move as fast as Lisa did, and I guess I was feeling left out, not to mention being horny as hell. My usual internal dating schedule went something like , talking on the first date, a good night hug or kiss on the second, light kissing on the third, and general making out and necking on the fourth. If I really liked the guy I would let him start feeling my tits and ass after that. I'd only gone all the way twice in my life, so you can see how Lisa's moving from the initial "Can I buy you a drink?" to "Ow! You're on my hair!" in one evening left me out in the cold. Frustrated, I sank beneath my covers and fingered my pussy while listening to Lisa's squishy cunt get tongued and sucked. The next morning I watched through my sheets as Lisa led Jeff naked into the bathroom where they shared a shower before he left for team practice. I could hear the shower stall shaking next door as he fucked her against the wall. Lisa's grunts of pleasure echoed through the room. When Lisa came back into the room, she was wrapped only in a towel. She plopped herself down in the easy chair and just sat, watching the trees rustle in the breeze outside. I pretended I was still asleep. Absently, Lisa began to stroke her breasts. She opened the towel, showing me those fabulous globes again. Her hands stroked and cupped them, her fingers softly pinching her nipples. Her left hand began to slide across her smooth belly. It gradually snaked down to her crotch, and one by one, she pulled her thighs back until they were almost at 90 degrees to her waist. Her cunt was now fully exposed, and her pussy lips were pulled apart. The scent of her juices wafted forth as she gently stroked her pussy. Her little clit pointed out of its hood, and her fingers softly pushed it back and forth. She sighed and shifted in her seat. With her eyes closed, her head lay back and her fingers began to stroke her clit in earnest. I watched in amazement as she unashamedly masturbated in the middle of the room by an open window. Soon she began to moan as her climax approached. Her fingers blurred over her pussy as her hips started to churn up and down. Grunting and gasping, she came over her hand, her cunt coating her fingers with creamy lubrication. |