Robert walked into the apartment he shared with two buddies after his run, still toweling down. It had been hot and humid so he was drenched more than usual. He slipped his feet out of his running shoes and tossed his towel and soaked shirt on the floor next to them. He walked over to the refrigerator and opened the door, letting the cool envelope his body as he looked for a cold bottle of Gatorade. He opened the bottled and sucked it down in great gulps.
“Hey! Close the fridge door, dude!”
He looked around surprised as he didn’t think anyone was going to be home. He was staggered to see a tall, delicious-looking brunette with dark brown eyes. She was wearing a tight t-shirt and her tits were straining the fabric. He thought that if he tilted his head, he would be able to see her pussy because her shorts were so short and so tight. He wondered if she was bare or furry.
“Dude!”, she said again, and he realized he’d been staring. He closed the fridge door.
“Who the hell are you?”
“Shelly. And you must be Robert.”
“Yea. So, um, Shelly, you are. . . “
“Matt’s friend.”
“Girlfriend?”
“Just friend. He said I could crash here for a couple of days until I find my own place.” She told him she’d gotten a job with a local firm, that she and Matt were tight when they were in college and had remained good friends since then.
“Um, okay. Cool. Yea. No problem. Listen, I’m going to go grab a shower. I’m pretty grimy after my run.”
Shelly had walked over to him and was clearly giving him a look of interest. “You look fine to me.”
Robert was proud of his physique. He worked out periodically so had well-defined chest and arm muscles. He would have liked his abs to be more cut, but he usually chose to run rather than do crunches. He liked the way running made him feel.
“Hmmm,” she said. “Hazel.”
“Sorry.”
“You eyes are hazel. I couldn’t tell from across the room.”
“Yea, um, hazel. Look, I’ll go take that shower now. Make yourself at home.”
He didn’t quite run out of the kitchen, but he realized that Shelly had rattled him. He had broken up with Amy 5 months ago and had been out of circulation since then. He knew he ran to relieve stress as much as anything else. But Shelly had completely turned him on. She smelled good and damn! She looked good.
He had the master bedroom of the apartment so stripped out of his running shorts and jock before heading in to the shower, muttering about his semi-erect penis. He turned the water on hot and stepped in, letting it surge over his body. He was vain enough to like the glass doors of the shower so he could see his reflection in the mirror, but this afternoon he just soaped up and rinsed off quickly, but then stood in the shower a few minutes thinking about Shelly. Her eyes, her long black hair, her full lips, her tits pushing against her t-shirt, her legs. Absent-mindedly he stroked his cock until he had a full-on raging hardon.
“Fuck,” he said. He really didn’t want to masturbate in the shower, but he couldn’t walk around with this erection.
He was startled out of his daydream when the door to the shower opened, a hand reached it and turned off the water. He wiped the water from his eyes and saw Shelly standing there. She was naked and holding a towel.
He stepped out of the shower unable for the moment to put two thoughts together.
“Bare,” he thought, when he glimpsed her shaved pussy.
Shelly stepped up to him and began to towel him off. She started at his shoulders, dried his back and then his ass, spending quite a bit of time drying his ass crack. He didn’t think he could be more aroused and yet, somehow, he was. She dried the back of his legs and then stood up to move to his front.
She tried his arms and then his chest, leaning over to brush her lips across his nipples. He groaned loudly. She smiled.
She dried his belly, but then kneeled to dry his legs from the ankles up. She dried the inside of his thighs. By now he was panting. His cock throbbed, the veins seemed to pop out and he thought he would explode soon. She dried his balls. He moaned again and then he felt her warm mouth on them.
He thought his knees would buckle as she sucked and licked his balls. She still hadn’t touched his cock and his need was growing by the second.
She stood up and tossed the towel down before reaching out to take his hand and leading him back to his room. She pushed him back on his bed. He scooted up on it as she crawled up on the bed and between his legs.
She spread his legs and licked him from wherever she could reach up towards his balls and then sucked his balls again. Hard. Pulling them in her mouth as though she would swallow them.
“Ahhh fuck me, fuck me!”, he said. “Damn that feels so fuckin’ good!”
She smiled at him as she took his cock in her hand and began to stroke it, the tip already wet with precum. She leaned over to suck the tip, letting her teeth graze the head. He jerked and thought he would cum right then.
She lowered her head slowly on his cock. He knew he was above average and he watched as the shaft disappeared in her mouth, groaning as he felt her take him deep throat. “Fuck girl, oh fuck!!”
He wanted to hold her head and fuck her face hard because he suddenly felt desperate to cum. She seemed to sense his need because she slipped out of her mouth and crawled up to straddle him. Shelly held his cock firmly as she lowered herself on his cock. When he was completely in her, she paused for just a few seconds and wiggled around a little as thought to make sure he packed in completely.
“Damn, babe,” she said, “you fill me good.”
He grinned at her and grabbed her hips as they started to grind against each other, his need more desperate than hers but her want just as great. He watched as her tits bounced as they thrust up and down with and against each other. He knew it wouldn’t be long before he came and sure enough, he felt his need explode as he dug his fingers in her hips and pushed up in her as though to go even deeper in her pussy. He grunted each time he pushed up and then groaned loudly with each thrust as he came and came.
He heard her whisper urgently, “Don’t stop yet, baby. Just a few more for me” and he continued to thrust up hard and fast until she closed her eyes, threw back her head, and nearly howled as she came.
They slowed the pace of their movements and soon she slumped over him, his cock still in her.
She kissed him gently on the lips, then more deeply, almost hungrily. He pushed her so he popped out of her and she felt on to her back. He explored her body eagerly with his hands and his mouth. The softness of her breasts, each larger than a softball. He thumbed her nipple as he found her mouth again and kissed her with tremendous passion and want.
He kissed her gently on the lips as she had kissed him and soon his fingers found their way to her hot, wet pussy. He slipped his fingers between her pussy lips as he kissed her mouth.
She smiled and whispered what would soon become a private joke between them, “Shall we do it again?” He returned her smile and nodded as his cock responded to her invitation.
