Chapter 6: Bicycle

I awoke with a start right at 5:00. Man, I had slept the entire day away, but at least I would be ready for tonight!

I packed my backpack with clothes for tomorrow, sleeping gear, and toiletries. I fixed my hair and makeup from my nap, winked at myself in the mirror and headed next door.

Leslie answered the door, dressed in a jean micro-skirt that barely covered her pussy in the front and her ass would have been hanging out if she leaned over. It was so short I could tell she was wearing a thong. Her long legs looked great uncovered. On her torso, she just had on a long-sleeve pink sweater that was really conservative with a high-neck line, but the bottom of the sweater was an exception. It had an elastic band around the bottom of it, which was only just under her bra-less boobs. The effect was her full C cups were constantly jiggling, her nipples were probably bouncing side to side and up and down about 6 inches each. Also, the long foot and a half expanse of her stomach was exposed from the bottom of her tits, past her flat navel, to the top of her skirt, which was well below her hipbones, it was a good thing she shaved. She wore her honey-blonde hair loosely down her back.

Immediately, she leaned in and kissed me, smiling wide.

"You look hot today KC, good job on the 'tuck'." She said after looking me over.

We went in and sat at the kitchen table. Leslie's mom was in there, and I was introduced.

"Good to meet you KC, I'm glad to see Leslie has made a new friend already." She said. She was dressed in a professional suit, but looked to be a similar build as Leslie.

"Can she stay the night mom? We only have a couple of useful days left before school to hang out and stay up late." Leslie asked.

"Sure, no problem, I won't be home till mid-morning, so it'll be good for someone to be with you." She paused and looked around the kitchen. "I don't have anything but snack food, here you guys go out and grab dinner when your ready", she said handing Leslie a couple bills.

"Thanks mom." She turned to me. "You hungry, we could go out now, and then just hang out and watch movies ... or whatever?" She said with a wicked smile for the last part.

"Yeah, I skipped lunch, so I could definitely eat"

As we ran out the door, I could hear Leslie's mom start to say something about "being dressed like that ... oh well".

We got into Leslie's car, an older four door sedan and started driving.

"There is a great Chinese place in the food court, sound good?"

Still feeling pretty exposed in my current outfit, but having confidence in myself and my new friend, "Sure, but I don't want to walk around, I'm not very comfortable showing myself off". The diner this morning was one thing, but the mall, being full of young people and teenagers was another.

"Ok, no worries, I'm pretty much showing off everything I got too, and I've told you how I get", she said.

We talked all the way there, just girl get-to-know you stuff.

We walked into the entrance by the food court and made our way to the Chinese place. After getting our order, we sat down and ate. Pretty soon the parade of eyes feasting on us just kinda slipped into the background of my awareness and I started to feel more comfortable. Whenever guys would start to approach us, Leslie would grab my hand and caress it. Every single time, the guys changed direction — obviously not confident enough to try and hit on apparent lesbians. Let alone one tall one that was practically naked from the bottom of the boobs down, save for a thick denim belt, and a short one with boobs bigger than her head!

We finished eating and Leslie said.

"Ok, I know I promised no walking around, but I really want to try on this blouse I saw a few days ago", she pleaded, giving me the Bambi eyes.

I was feeling more confident now. "Ok, 1 store" I said.

We made our way to the store, now with our stomachs full and a little more pep in our walk. My tits were lurching in their massive cups, heavily swaying around my chest, hers in comparison bounced rapidly each which way. I actually saw guys tripping and running into stuff.

Once in the store she found the shirt and pulled me back into the dressing rooms. She tried it on, only to discover she didn't like it. She pulled it off, and turned around to face me, smacking me in the face with her bra-less boobs. Without thinking, I grabbed them with my small hands and started to knead them while sucking a nipple, hard. That was a mistake on several levels.

First she gasped out loud, forcing herself not to moan. Her nipples instantly got hard as a rock and pointed out to their full inch and a half length.

Next, I realized that my well-rested cock surged to tumescence in my pants, rapidly running out of room.

I fell back, sitting onto the bench.

"Sorry, I don't know what came over me" Looking down I said "Uh huh, I can't leave this changing room like this."

"Oh I'll make you pay for that little maneuver later" She said jokingly. "Stop worrying so much, we can take care of that little problem, whip it out" She commanded.

I undid my pants and pulled them down enough for my still hardening cock to jump out the side of my g-string. I pulled my pants down past my knees, no point getting them soaked with my juices — which I knew would be flowing very soon.

"Ok, big problem, but I'm up for it, let me know when your about to go"

I leaned back and let her go to work on my dick. She didn't waste any time, grabbing it with both hands and shoving the head deep into her mouth, her lips stretched wide. I melted as I felt her work her magic, all I had to do was keep quiet, which was going to be a full-time job.

She was rough, like a woman possessed. She was squeezing me hard with every stroke and she sucked at my cock-head so strongly, thought it was going to explode. It wasn't going to take me long, I could tell.

"Uh, any ... second ... now..." I managed to get out.

She pulled the head from her mouth, but kept a perfect seal around the tip. She intensified her jacking me off.

My orgasm was like a blast of pure white pleasure that lasted a good 30 seconds. It was a shorter one, but then again, it was a quickie anyway. Her vise-like grip at the base of my cock gave me an idea. When my dick started to spasm, I tensed every muscle I could in my groin. It was hard, my orgasm wanted to forced its way through, but I just concentrated and only a couple of small spurts came out.

It was over, my dick still felt like tempered steel and was pulsing with my heartbeat, but she only had a small mouthful of spunk. She looked up surprised.

"Have you drained yourself today?" She asked surprised.

"No, I didn't want to make a mess, so I tried clamping down to not cum as much, I didn't even know if it was going to work. I'm as shocked as you".

"Well, you're still hard. I don't think it's going down anytime soon, what should we do? I don't think I could give you another bj for a few minutes, my hands are cramping from being so rough just now. And as much as I would love a good fuck, I guarantee I won't be quiet enough"

We sat in silence for a minute before she got up, licking her lips. She put her sweater back on.

"I'll be right back, try and get as dressed as you can."

I pulled my pants back up all the way, but there was no way I could button them back up, they were just too tight around my dick, even with it pointing straight up. The still growing wetness between my legs was a distant second. I pulled my sweater over my dick, but without anything to pin it down, it tented the stretchy material obscenely out as far as my boobs. It was obvious what I was smuggling.

Leslie came back with a large t-shirt.

"That's not going to work" She laughed. "Here, put this on."

I pulled it over me, it did the job of covering me up, down past my crotch, but I was still tenting it out noticeably.

"Hmmm. Could you keep your arm over it while we walk out?" Leslie asked.

I tried it, but all it did was outline my dick under my arm.

"Eureka" I quickly pulled off the t-shirt, my sweater, and finally my bra. I doubled up the bra cups and wrapped it around my much thinner waist twice, refastening it. Now my dick was pinned against my stomach. I pulled the sweater back on. I wasn't tenting it out anymore, but you could see the weird outlines of the bunched up bra, and you could still see my dick going down into my pants. I pulled the t-shirt over me. Problem fixed!

"Great, let's pay and get out of here" Leslie said, impatiently.

I paid for the shirt with me wearing it and we left the mall. With my now bra-less tits swinging wildly in my double shirts, we had to walk slower to not make a scene. But I still tried to hurry because without a bra, my massive tits hung low enough to massage my cock head. The bottom of my boobs were slimy with pre-cum by the time we made it to the car. The cool evening air blew coldly on my damp thighs.

We got back into the car, laughing out loud. Leslie started the car and we drove off. I undid the bra and pulled my dick out from my shirt. Now I could sit normally and more importantly, stop giving myself a boob-job.

"Thanks for helping me out back there" I said, putting a hand on her exposed thigh. My other hand was near the base of my cock, to stop it bouncing around with every bump of the car.

The second I made contact with her, she seized up.

"Now I can't wait till we get home." She whipped the car into the parking area of a deserted city park. Throwing the car in park and turning it off, she reached down and pulled her g-string off. She handed it to me, jeez, it was every bit as wet as my panties get. I looked her in the eyes while licking the running juices off her underwear.

"Walking out of there, I was so turned on, I felt my juices running clear down to my ankles." I looked over, and even in the darkness, I could that the inside of her knees were glistening. "My turn, you hung slut" She whispered with a naughty smirk.

She reached over and pulled the seat handle, making me fly backwards into a laying position. She then climbed on top of me, her lankiness making her continually bump into the sides and top of the car. She rose up as high as she could go and grabbed my cock and pushed it into her sopping wet cunt, her motions had made her micro-skirt work it's way above her crotch.

"Ohhh, god, that's what I needed" She yelled out, using her body weight to push herself back on me, practically crawling backwards from where most of her torso was ... in the backseat. Soon she had most of me inside her and I had a face full of sweater-meat. I reached up and pushed the flimsy sweater over her fat cone-shaped boobs. Working her tits over with my hands and mouth, I started moaning along with her as her pussy rippled along my throbbing cock.

She didn't have much room to move, so she just rolled her hips like a pro, making about 2 inches of my meat work its way in and out of her over-packed vagina. The car was too narrow for her to really spread her legs much, so we left the last 4 inches of my cock untouched. I resolved to work those precious inches into her before the end of the night however.

Soon, her hips stopped and I felt her tremble in her first orgasm above me. I couldn't see her face, but I did hear her moan near the top of her lungs while her body continued to convulse.

Coming down from her high, she said, "let me know when you think you're about a minute from orgasm, okay hon?".

"Okay" was all I said before going back for seconds on her beautiful perky tits.

She continued rolling her hips, repeatedly pressing her hot box onto my massive fuck-stick. I was soon in a full-body sweat, the car was getting fogged up, we were breathing hard, she was on fire above me, and I was still near-fully clothed. Looking down, I could barely see her stomach in the night, but it was covered in a sheen of sweat, and her toned muscles where lightly rippling.

Out of nowhere, she let out an earth-shattering yell, as her body resumed convulsing above me. Now her pussy was going into contractions on my dick — man she must be having one cunt-wrenching orgasm. The rhythmic clamping on my cock was bringing my orgasm closer. I guess she still wanted to drink my cum down, so I panted out.

"Okay, it'll be cuming soon"

She quickly dislodged my dick from her packed hole, a small river of her slimy juices following it, and coating my pants. She flopped back over to the driver's seat, turned the car on and we pulled out of the park before I knew what had happened.

"We can't make a mess in here, and plus, now we're even" She said, giving me a big smile. She pulled her top back down, and worked her skirt back into position as she drove.

"Oh, I don't call that even, you bitch. You're not going to be able to walk for a week by the time I'm done with you." I joked back ... well maybe it was true.

"That's the plan"

I head never felt blue balls, because I don't have them. But I was incredibly frustrated. My dick was throbbing so hard it almost hurt and I had a similar dull throb deep in my belly. Pre-cum was constantly flowing out of the tip of my cock and running back down the shaft, disappearing into my soaked pants. My nipples were trying to rip my sweater to shreds and I could feel my own pussy rhythmically contact every few seconds, pushing out more of my lubrication each time.

I stayed in a sexual malaise, barely even noticing that we pulled back into her driveway. I suddenly snapped to when the car stopped. Her mom's car was gone. We got out and went indoors, with me holding my bra and dick against my stomach.

We ran up to her bedroom, with two sets of tits flying. Without her underwear on, her meaty lips hung down past her skirt, slapping each other with each step. Once there, I got naked faster than ever while she did the same. I noticed my stomach was bulging, huh, considering I had completely emptied myself the night before, I was surprised to see myself so recharged, I guess it had something to do with my near constant state of erection for the past hour or so, and intense frustration.

While I wanted to bang the living shit out of her, I wanted to explore her exquisite pussy before I ruined it completely for the night.

She laid down on her back, practically doing the splits. I climbed on the bed, my dick wetly smacking my immense tits, and started to explore her pussy.

She did have big lips, her outer lips were fat, smooth and rolled around the side of her pussy like a couple of big sausages. Her clit was prominent, about 2 inches long and sticking straight out. However, her inner lips was where the story was. They were pretty thick and wrinkled, but even without touching them, they hung heavily over her opening. The bottom of each one rested below her asshole, barely touching the bed. I pulled one out with my fingers and surprisingly it stretched pretty far, almost 6 inches.

"Wow, this is the first time I've really looked at you. Have you always had such long lips?" I asked, looking up at her. She propped herself up on her elbows.

"Since puberty, they have gotten bigger over time, probably cause I'm constantly playing with them or getting them stretched for me by someone!"

"But they can be a pain. I couldn't have worn that skirt tonight without underwear as you probably noticed. And usually underwear is a problem cause they are never big enough in the crotch to hold them in. They are constantly working out the sides, so unless I have to, I just ignore the panties. Then I get into trouble with my wetness. When I get worked up, which is usually several times a day, I get really wet, and I have to constantly wash my clothes. My clit is a problem too, it's pretty big, and just sticks straight out, rubbing on whatever I'm wearing — I can't tell you how many orgasms I've had just by walking around. Oh god, I can feel your breath on me, do something, I'm going to go crazy!"

I could see what she meant by her wetness, I'm the same way. But mine is crystal clear and runny. Meanwhile hers is thick and slimy. But, tasted good, as I lowered my mouth onto her cunt. The second I made contact her body shook and she pulled her legs up by her hands. "Yes, do that!" She panted.

I explored her pussy with my mouth, sucking in big mouthfuls of her lips, stretching them, rolling them around. With my cheeks packed full with her innermost lips, I flicked my tongue onto her clit, giving it a good swipe. She grabbed my head and screamed out loud as her orgasm crashed into her. I let go of her lips and sucked her clit into my mouth, sucking hard while flicking the end with my tongue. It felt like I had a thimble in my mouth. This had the effect of causing her to scream repeatedly as I forced her to come several times back-to-back. Man, this girl was multi-orgasmic. I finally let go of her love button (more like love knob), and stuck my tongue into her hole, lapping up the stream of sticky juices as they flowed from her.

I climbed up her body, and French-kissed her deeply, giving her a mouthful of her own cum. It became a messy kiss as she tried to lap up all of her juices out of my mouth, with a healthy amount smeared around our jaws. My dick was pinned against our stomachs, pushing into her jugs, with my heaving tits crushing her upper chest.

"Fuck me, long and hard, now!" She moaned into my mouth.

Obliging, I lowered back down her lean frame and parted her still spasming cunt with my flaring cock-head. I got an idea, so I leaned up and grabbed two handfuls of her meaty lips and pulled them apart roughly, exposing her glistening hole. I pulled her lips apart forcefully until she whimpered in discomfort. With her legs still behind her arms, I had her lips pulled almost across the back of her thighs. I used my hips to line up my cock to her sucking entrance and shoved the bulbous head in, eliciting a deep groan of satisfaction from us both.

Letting go of her lips, they quickly snapped back, loosely hugging my fat cock. I leaned back forward and sank deep into her on the first thrust, I guess she was already a little loosened up from the car earlier, I only had 5 inches or so left outside of her. My initial thrust pushed more of her thick juices out of her cunt, flowing down her ass and soaking the bedspread.

I took a second for us both to recover from the sheer bliss of being joined again.

Then, my primal need to get myself off took over in full force. Growling, I grabbed her legs, pulled them over my tiny arms, and reached behind her shoulders for a grip. Then I went to work. Using my legs as leverage, I pulled out, nearly all the way, and used my body weight and muscles (the little that there was of both) to slam forcefully into her.

"Ohhh, huh, huh, huh, huh" We chanted in unison as I piledrived her with long strokes.

When I finally slammed into her hard enough to feel her back wall, she let out a long guttural moan and I felt Leslie shaking beneath me, caught up in the throes of her orgasm.

I didn't let up, she wouldn't get off (so to speak!) that easy. I had to work harder to thrust past her rippling pussy, but I didn't slow down.

As I finally entered her completely, her orgasm reignited and I felt her hands desperately try to grab onto me despite her convulsing. First she tried to grab handfuls of the side of my tits, but they were shaking and wobbling too much for her to hang on. Finally she just grabbed my head and pulled me up to her. Reaching down with her head, we just managed to make mouth contact, kissing wildly, moaning constantly into each other's mouth.