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She gasped when I brushed my hand over her nipple — as much from surprise as from pleasure, I think. We were both half-asleep, dozing in my bed. She was a high school friend who went to college out of state, and was visiting for the weekend. We were planning to spend the day together, but her train had arrived really early. I normally don't get up until noon on the weekends, and she knocked on my door at 7am, looking tired.

In high school we had been pretty close. We never dated, but we had shared a bed a few times at crowded overnight parties. So when I suggested we get back into bed for a few hours, she didn't bat an eye. She dropped her bag on the floor, pulled off her sweater and pants and climbed under the blankets. We snuggled together for warmth, her back to me and my arm over her waist. I was just wearing boxers, and she was in underwear and a thin tank top.

For an hour or so we did sleep, but I became increasingly aware of her body. She was a bit shorter than me, slender with small breasts. I remembered that in high school she didn't even wear a bra most of the time. Once I caught a peek down her shirt as she bent over, and I could see her nipples. Thinking about that, and with her body pressed up against me, I felt my cock stiffening.

I tried not to move or draw attention to the growing erection nestled between the swell of her cheeks. I hoped she couldn't feel it pressing into her, though it seemed pretty obvious to me. So far, she hadn't reacted at all, and her breathing was deep and regular.

Eventually, it was too much for me. I couldn't resist the urge to touch her. Cautiously, I slid my hand up her side, lightly grazing her breast. My fingers brushed over her nipple in what I hoped seemed like a casual, unintentional motion. I wasn't sure what kind of reaction I would get. I heard a sudden intake of breath followed by a slow exhale. Figuring that sounded like a positive reaction, I kept moving my hand up. I wrapped it over her shoulder, pulling her closer to me. She leaned back into me, unintentionally putting more pressure on my cock.

Feeling bolder, I ran my hand back down her chest, touching her nipple again. This time her reaction left me no doubt. She moaned softly, and reached up to grab my hand, pressing it against her breast. Through her thin shirt I could feel her hardening nipple against my palm.

I pressed more urgently into her and she responded, grinding her rear against me. My cock throbbed under the pressure. I was hyper-aware that we were separated by only the thin fabric of our underwear.

I slid my hand out from beneath hers, giving her nipple a gentle tweak before moving down her body. I reached under the hem of her tank top, ran my hand along her hipbone and then slipped it under the waistband of her panties. Her breath caught as I ran my fingers through her pubic hair, and she spread her legs to let me reach further. Moving passed her bush, I found she was already wet.

My middle finger slipped easily between her lips, and she gasped as I teased her opening. My cock prodded against her ass, straining at the fabric of my boxers. As she continued to swivel her hips I pushed my finger deeper, and her pussy wrapped hot and tight around it.

She moaned and reached back to grab my head, pulling me forward to nuzzle her neck. My hand pressed firmly between her legs, and I slipped another finger inside. I wasn't thrusting into her so much as rocking my hand back and forth. I pushed forward with my fingers, reaching as deep inside her as I could. Then I pulled back, shifting the pressure to grind my palm against her clit.

She shivered and then rocked away from me just enough to slip her panties down to her knees. As she did, I withdrew my fingers and eagerly tugged my boxers down. Quickly, our bodies pressed together again. Somewhat frantically, I squeezed her breasts as she reached between her legs to grab my cock.

She positioned my head between her lips and worked it back and forth until it was slick with her juices. Then in one smooth movement, she rocked back against me, and my cock slid easily into her. She was hot and wet, and I was buried to the hilt. We gasped at the sensation, and then she started grinding her hips again.

I swear I've never been harder. It felt like the head of my cock was swollen larger than usual. The soft velvety texture of her pussy walls gripped me firmly, enhancing every movement. Her lips wrapped around the base of my shaft as if they were trying to suck me deeper inside.

I groaned into her neck and grabbed her tightly. Her breath was coming in short, sharp gasps. She was so wet that every few strokes she had to reach between her legs because I had popped out. She would run her hand down the length of my shaft before grabbing me firmly and sliding me back inside.

After a few minutes, she must have noticed a change in my breathing, or felt my cock stiffen. Suddenly she was whispering a frantic warning not to cum inside her. She kept fucking me as she told me to warn her when I was about to cum.

It didn't take long. A few seconds later, I gasped out a warning and she quickly rolled away. My cock slipped out of her and the sudden loss of sensation made my impending orgasm recede. I groaned and rolled onto my back.

I assumed I would have to finish myself off but, before I could start, she knelt beside me and took my cock into her mouth. She moaned impatiently and started swirling her tongue around my head. Her hand wrapped around the base of my shaft, squeezing and stroking. I shivered at the sudden and overwhelming sensation, and was quickly ready to cum again.

Sensing my approaching climax, she began to make little, excited sounds. Her tongue swirled around the sensitive opening at the tip of my cock. I swelled in her hand and she continued to pump my shaft to encourage me.

I groaned loudly and arched my back as I started to cum in her mouth. She wrapped her lips tightly around my head, catching each spurt. The feeling of her tongue on the sensitive skin of my head as I came was nearly overwhelming. My eyes were shut, but I saw stars.

She moaned happily as the last aftershocks washed over me. I opened my eyes as my cock slipped out of her mouth, and she smiled and reached up to wipe a bit of my cum from her lips.

"Well," she said, "What are you gonna have for breakfast?"

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NOTE: This is much longer than my normal stories. The Lady Past The Woods When I was in high school I got an idea for my photography class from a Relaxation CD that Mom had given me a few years ago. I would lie in bed not being able to sleep and listening to the babbling brook. Eventually I was relaxed and asleep. When I told my teacher about my idea she was excited that I had envisioned a scene to go along with the sound and now wanted to marry them into a movie. There was...

Lost in the Woods

Getting lost in the woods has always been a favorite past time of hers. She would often drive until she found a trail access park and head off for hours. Mostly she stuck to the trail; rarely did she cross someone else and usually never another solo hiker. Today was special; it was the first hike of the year for her. Once she was a considerable distance off the trail she removed her top breast free to what ever sunshine may find its way through the canopy. Her Tuesdays off were often time...

Donacutet Go Into The Woods

Dont Go Into The Woods!The tears in my eye were overshadowed by the sound of a vehicle, the first in a month. I was hoping it was someone coming to rescue me. But I knew it was just the opposite. I was afraid, nervous, apprehensive, and submissive about what would be next. “Here come the men. Go open the door. ” he said. I walked obediently towards the door and although the plug wasn’t that big I could feel it every step. Between the walking lessons of short steps foot in front of foot...

Dont Go Into The Woods

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Peeing in the Woods

My brother and I grew up playing in the 10-acre woods behind our house. Scott is a year old than I, actually 14 months, older, and we were like regular siblings. We would fight each other tooth and nail one minute and comfort each other the next. As soon as mom trusted us, we spent all our time in those woods, well, except when we played on the swings and sliding board. We built forts in the woods, made bike trails, built tree houses, dammed the small stream hundreds of times, and even camped...

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