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KATIE
Katie was my liiving wet
dream.
She had long curly hair to
her shoulders that was brunette with lighter blonde highlights and shimmered
with her every move.
She nearly always wore
skirts.
Sometimes they were short
and tight and sometimes short and full.
Her gorgeous legs were
always on display.
Her tops were stylish and
often open enough to suggest, if not always reveal, her ample cleavage.
Katie was rarely seen
without heels to match her outfit and made her every stride a thing of beauty.
Her feet and legs were
often adorned with sheer nylons or with frilly ankle socks.
Her face was angelic with
pouty lips, chiseled cheeks and pretty hazel eyes.
Her appearance was
actually enhanced by her thin rectangular glasses which suggested that she was
not only mega hot but smart as well.
We shared a class
together. It was one of those auditorium classes where a hundred or more early
year students just hope to gain needed credits. Still, Katie stood out.
She didn*t need to do
anything special to attract attention but often challenged our professor and
was often vindicated by her conscise rebuttals.
Her intelligence was as
real as her beauty.
My lust for her grew and
one day I saw her sitting on a bench in the library gardens.
She was reading a text but
what caught my eye was the way her pink little tongue swirled around her
full red lips.
She moved her mouth as
though tasting something and with a final lick of her lips opened her purse.
She crossed her legs and lit a cigarette. I was
amazed to see her left hand slide into her blouse and show evidence that she
was caressing and tweaking her breast.
She was oblivious to the
world, in her own special place of sensual pleasure, as she smoked and fondled
her nipple.
"Now or never" I
thought and approached. *Hi, my name is Brad.
I think we have that class together*, I said, pointing toward her text.
She removed her hand from
her bodice and smiled as she dropped her cigarette to the concrete and twisted
her foot upon it.
*Hi, I*m Katie, Do you understand chapter four of this?*
She held up the text and I
said *yea, I think so.*
We talked for a long time
but nothing sexual emerged.
We merely spoke of family,
classes and future plans.
The hour grew late and I
finally found the courage.
*Katie, will you please
let me take you out?*
* I would love to invite
you to dinner; anywhere you want.*
*La Maison is nice,* she
said, *Call ahead but Friday next might
work*.
She kissed me gently on my
cheek and sauntered away with a little extra strut of her adorable arse.
La Masion was easily the
most expensive resturant in town but, for Katie, I would max out every card I
had just to taste those sweet full lips and see her smile.
Dinner went well,
Katie was perfection in a
short pleated black skirt, strappy five inch heels,
teardrop pearl earrings
and a strand of pearls that adorned her pretty neck.
Her loosely buttoned
blouse was of blue satin that displayed her ivory cleavage.
She finished her dinner
and excused herself.
*Little girls room sweety,
I*ll be right back*.
Katie was gone for about
twenty minutes. I was actually beginning to worry as she slid into her
seat and reached for her purse.
*Thiis is a smoking section, right?*
*Yes, of course, I knew
that*s what you wanted.*
As Katie pursed her lips
and flicked her lighter I noticed a small white substance at the corner of her
bright red lips.
Drawing deeply on her
newly fired cigarette Katie rubbed her heel up my leg and then thrust it hard
into my burgeoning arousal.
During ths moment of
ultimate pain and pleasure I saw Katie so clearly as she gracefully smoked and
twisted her heel into my crotch with a flirtatious smile.
Her lips were glazed and shiny in the subdued
light.
Her pretty blue blouse was
soiled with two droplets of crystallized whiteness.
My date, the girl I
adored, had returned to our table with cum on her lips.
We continued to talk as
she teased me beneath the table
.
I pointed at the corner of
my mouth. "Er, you have a little something there." I said.
Her pink tongue slid
between her lips and cleaned the spot.
*Oops, I dribbled,* she
giggled.
Katie extinguished her
cigarette and removed her prodding heel from between my legs.
We finished our drinks and
Katie suggested we return to her apartment.
Oh yea! I quickly forgot
any misgivings about her character as I ushered her svelte young body to my
car.
As we emerged into the cool
night air Katie pressed tightly against me. There beside my car we kissed for
the first time.
Our mouths, tongues, and
saliva all melding into the most intense erotic kiss I had ever experienced.
The texture of her mouth
and tongue was so soft and wet. Her mouth was smokey with a slight taste of the wine she had, and
something else, a mere hint of a musky
flavor I did not
recognize.
I was wearing boxers so as
my cock grew it extended along my right leg. I had precum leaking as it touched
my trousers.
We ended the kiss but I
was still mouth breathing as I opened the passenger door and helped her inside.
We drove, in slience, for
a while until she casually caressed my thigh.
Her sharp nail gave me a
poke. *Looks like you dribbled too*, she smiled.
I looked down at her
scratching nail playing over a large wet spot on my pants.
Her hand moved between my
legs and found my puffy prick, her naughty nails had
a new target.
*IMmm, he*s a good boy*,
said Katie, giving me a squeeze.
*If he can make you wet
way down there, I wonder, what else he can do?*
I feared for our lives if
I drove much further under these conditions when she said,
*Park here. That*s my
place on the right.*
I squeezed her hand and
exited.
I opened her door for her
and held out my hand.
She took it and led me
into her apartment.
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