The Freak - S01 E17

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The Freak - S01 E17

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 17

We joined my classmates for a late snack-one of those six-foot heroes-with some potato and macaroni salad. Barbara and left just before two, driving carefully past the apartments where Barbara stripped me efficiently in only a minute. It wasn't long before she joined me. I recall thinking at the time that I'd never tire of feeling her incredible skin against mine. We kissed for a few minutes as our hands explored until moved down to the seat, pulling Barbara on top of me.

She spun around, presenting her sweet pussy to my lips as she took my entire cock deeply into her mouth and throat. Up and down she moved as her tongue wrapped its way around my shaft. For a total amateur she was doing an incredible job on me, just as I was trying my best with her. I kissed her several times, eliciting a series of soft moans that died in her cock-stuffed mouth. The way she was sucking and licking my cock told me that needed to get cracking. I had just penetrated her when she began to rub my balls.

After fucking her that way for a few minutes she startled me by whispering, "Cum for me, Jack. Cum in my mouth. I want to feel and taste you when you explode. Please!" Normally, I'd try to slow down my reactions, but it was hard to deny Barbara. I decided to let nature take its course and cum when I was ready...when the orgasm hit.

Rather than nosh on Barbara's clit I decided instead to tease her by

running my tongue over her hard swollen bud as lightly as humanly

possible. Her reaction was just the opposite of what had

anticipated. I could feel the waves of pleasure as they coursed

through her body. She came quickly and, as she did, my face got a

bath. About twenty seconds later it happened again. Her body

shook wildly and I was again bathed in her aromatic juice. All told

continued for more than a minute and Barbara came seven times

if I counted correctly. My face was covered in her goo. All this time

she had been working my cock like a pro and her perseverance

paid off. Barbara got her New Year's wish as I flooded her mouth

and throat with my jizz. I couldn't speak for her, but was

exhausted. She turned around and lay on top of me, a huge smile

on her face. That's when she noticed my face.

"What happened to your face, Jack?"

"You did," I replied with a little chuckle.

"Oh, nol Did I pee on you? I'm so sorry."

"No...no; it's not urine. Did you have seven orgasms?"

"I don't know. I kind of lost track. I don't know what you did to me, but it was incredible. I came quickly and then I kept on cumming and cumming. I didn't think it was ever going to stop."

"Well, every time you came I got flooded. I don't know what it was, but I'm glad was able to do it for you."

She moved up a bit to look me straight in my eyes. "Me, too," she whispered just before pressing those sweet plump lips into mine once again. I checked out the dashboard clock and pointed at it- 3:26, time to head on home.

Everyone was asleep when we walked through the back door. We turned left so Barbara could take a quick shower. She had left her night gown and robe here in anticipation. I closed the bathroom door and began to turn the couch into my bed when I felt a hand on my arm. Barbara was standing there naked. Damn, but she was a beautiful woman. "Come and join me," she whispered.

I laughed. "Funny! You have got to be kidding. There is no way that

two of us will fit in there. It's all can do on my own. Thanks for the

offer, though-maybe someday, but not tonight." I gave her a quick

kiss and she returned to the bathroom, a pout on her face. Ten

minutes later she came out, kissed me quickly and walked to the

living room. I followed so I could turn the stairway lights on for her

and off once she was safely upstairs. I showered quickly, mostly to

wash my groin and my face, knowing what my parents would think

if they saw me covered with Barbara's juice. It was almost four by

the time I crawled under the covers.

We slept in New Years Day and would have stayed in bed after 10:00 had I not been invaded by an eight year-old monster named Carole. "C'mon, J.J., get up so we can play." Did mention that she was jumping on my chest at the time?

"What time did you go to bed last night?"

"Mom and Dad let me stay up until 10:00."

"That's great! I stayed up until four. Let me see...ten is bigger than four so you must have been up later than me."

She responded with a scowl. "Even I know that's not true. You need to get up. Barbara's already up and dressed. C'mon!"

"Uggh! It's a good thing that I love you." I growled and Carole scampered away screaming down the hallway. Thank God I wasn't a drinker. J didn't know how could handle a hangover considering how tired was. I struggled out of bed to shave, run a comb through my generally unruly short hair, and brush my teeth, dressing in a Harvard sweatshirt, jeans, and slippers. Then I made my bed, turning it back into a couch before yawning my way to the kitchen.