Chapter 8
Angela awoke and slipped out of Cheri's arms. It felt good to sleep with her friend, to feel her soft tits pressing against her body, but she couldn't bring herself to lick the other woman's pussy.
"Some day," Angela whispered, pushing a strand of platinum hair away from Cheri's face. "Some day I'll wake you up by licking your cunt." She had breakfast made and was completely dressed by the time Cheri awoke. Cheri was smiling like a teenager, feeling absolutely daring and alive as she got ready for school. She had never thought of herself as a lesbian, but now she was fully aware of her bisexual urges.
They drove to school in separate cars, as they always did. But it was different now. Cheri dreamed of being between Angela's thighs on the big bed, hungrily stabbing her tongue deep into her roommate's drooling pussy.
Cheri looked at Lance McTabbish as he stood in the hallway. He was a handsome man, standing several inches over six feet with a slender, rather athletic build. McTabbish had recently gotten a divorce and Cheri wondered if he was horny.
Deciding to find out, she walked up to him, her ass swaying gloriously with each step she took.
"Hello," Cheri said, her eyes bright and shining. "How are you today?"
"Fine now! It's good to see you." McTabbish's eyes went up and down Cheri's body and he was obviously pleased with what he saw. He noticed, too, that Cheri was giving his body the once over with her eyes. "What's cooking?"
"Not much. I've got a free hour now." Cheri licked her lips rather suggestively, suddenly wondering what McTabbish's prick tasted like. He was sure to have a big load of cum in his balls. "Would you like to take a walk with me?"
They walked slowly, talking about nothing in particular. With each step she took, Cheri's cunt got hotter, itching for excitement. She could feel the tension in McTabbish's body and knew that he wanted to have her. And Cheri liked his eyes on her body. With longish, wavy hair and a tweed jacket, he reminded her of a scholar at a university rather than a young man who taught journalism and English.
Without being really aware of what she was doing, Cheri led McTabbish to the library. She saw Angela putting books away and decided not to make her presence known immediately.
"You know, Lance, if we go into a study room, we could have a little privacy," Cheri whispered, her eyes inviting and lusty. "Would you like that?"
Lance said nothing but took Cheri's hand and led her into a small study room. There was just one small, square table, two chairs and four walls. Nothing else. The room, Lance saw, was hardly big enough for him to lay down in.
As soon as the door was closed, Cheri melted into Lance's arms. She kissed him on the lips, her tongue probing wetly into his mouth. She pressed her tits against his chest, her fingers digging into his shoulders with urgency.
"Ohhhhhh! Lance, you're making me so hot!" Cheri whispered in his ear. "I want you so much!"
"I-I don't know how good I'll be," Lance replied, looking into Cheri's eyes. "It's been a long, long time for me."
Cheri's heart went out to Lance. She could sense his fear and she wanted to make everything better for him. Cheri felt an almost maternal love for the sensitive man with the rimless glasses and long hair.
"Just stand there and let me do everything," she said. "We'll worry about staying power some other time. Right now, let's just take off that edge you have."
Lance couldn't believe his ears. This sort of thing just didn't happen to him. Once he had had an affair with an auburn-haired, big-titted student who had wantonly sucked his cock, but that had stopped when he was afraid that someone would discover them. As he watched Cheri dropping slowly to her knees, he felt a shiver of fear and apprehension. "Don't be afraid," Cheri sighed, accurately guessing what he was thinking. "We won't get caught and you'll have the time of your life. I guarantee it!"
Cheri opened his pants and pushed them down to his knees, then tugged his underwear down. Lance's cock sprang out at her, throbbing as it got steadily longer and harder.
"It's a big cock! I knew you'd have a big one, Lance. I just knew it," Cheri purred, rubbing the end of the prick against her cheeks as she spoke.
Grabbing his balls in her palm, Cheri hefted them and liked what she felt. Lance's rocks were heavy with cum and she knew they'd give her a big drink.
"Have you ever been deep-throated before?"
Lance looked down. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Cheri Monroe was just too beautiful to be actually kneeling before him, rubbing his cockhead against her lips.
"No, I've never had any woman take my cock all the way down."
"Then this is really going to be a special treat for you."
Cheri kissed the slit of Lance's cock, then flicked her tongue along the cleft at the underside of the cock knob. She heard his quiet groan and began tonguing his prick softly, slowly, working her way around the cockhead and down the shaft.
When her face was pressed between his legs, Lance's stiff cock was pushing against her cheekbone, over her eye. She tongued his hairy nut sac. Cheri pushed his balls around with her tongue, scratching his tensed thighs lightly with her fingernails.
"Ohhhh! Cheri, I'm going crazy," Lance sighed, his hands balled into white-knuckled fists. "Your tongue feels so good on my balls!"
"Shhhh!" Cheri admonished, looking up at Lance and putting a finger to her lips. "We mustn't be too loud."
Cheri started stroking Lance's cock again, running her fingers over the wet shaft from stem to stern. His balls swung back and forth between his legs as Lance gently pushed his prick toward Cheri's mouth, wanting her to wrap those supple lips around his cock once again.
"You want my mouth, don't you?" Cheri teased, rubbing the head of his prick over her cheeks again, her dark, sultry eyes turned up. "You want the Cheri Monroe Blow-job Special, don't you?"
"Yessss! Ohhhh! Yessss! I want that more than-" Lance said, then was silenced as he watched Cheri's red lips part, capturing his cockhead in her mouth once again.
"Mmmmm!" Cheri moaned, pushing her face over his cock and taking it deep into her mouth. Her pussy was getting dewy, heated by the sensations coursing through her body from the hot, throbbing cock in her mouth.
"Hurry, Cheri! Suck me off!"
The cockhead was against the back of her mouth and Cheri pressed forward. Slowly, chewing on the shaft with her lips, she took the cockhead into her throat. She heard Lance groan with pleasure as her sweet, smooth throat expanded, molding to the girth of his prick. Finally Cheri's nose was pressed into the thick bush of hair that sprouted above his prick.
She slurped, salivating heavily around the thick cock that was crammed into her face. Cheri slipped her tongue out from between the bottom of Lance's cock and her lip and scraped it over his nut sac.
"S-so good!" Lance hissed, closing his eyes as he became lost in the fantastic blow-job.
When Cheri pulled back, withdrawing his cock from her throat, she rotated her face around the knob of Lance's prick. The cock, as it rolled around in her wet mouth, bulged her cheeks out and twisted her lips. The sight, for Lance, was the most erotic he had ever seen.
Cheri's hands were poetry in motion. She stroked hi& prick and squeezed his balls, bobbing her face over the bulbous cockhead. Her tongue twisted around the cockhead, probing the tiny slit that drooled out salty tasting cum. Her breath wheezed through her nostrils as her upper body tossed back and forth. Her heavy tits rose and fell on her chest, jiggling wildly in the sheer bra as she gulped the solid cock deep into her mouth.
"Yeahhhhhhhh!" Lance sighed, his eyes wide and glassy as he watched the lustful abandon with which Cheri Monroe was sucking his cock. He reached down and squeezed her tits, feeling the nipples harden at his touch.
Cheri brought her fist back and forth with her lips as she mouthed the rigid pole of hard prick flesh. She exposed her teeth and grazed them lightly over the spit-slick cock.
"Arrrggghhhh!" Lance groaned, grabbing Cheri by the head. He pumped his prick at her mouth, fucking her face with the urgency of a madman.
She had lost control of the situation, but that didn't bother Cheri. It was a stroke to her ego to know that she had driven an otherwise rational and mild-mannered man to be so forceful. Grabbing her tits, she squeezed and massaged the tingling globes as Lance fucked her lips. His cockhead slammed against the back of her mouth, then pulled back to cram deep in her hot, wet mouth again and again.
"I'm cumming!" Lance gasped, pulling Cheri's face hard against his charging cock.
The cockhead seemed to be the size of a bowling ball as it rammed down Cheri's throat. She felt like her throat had been torn apart from the unyielding cock as it stretched its awesome length into her. Squirming, trying to catch her breath and get the cock at least partially out of her throat, Cheri felt the prick expand even more.
"Arrrggghhhh!" Lance groaned again, his balls leaping between his quivering thighs.
The jets of hot cum spurt straight down Cheri's throat as she twitched and squirmed on her knees. She felt the stickiness inside her throat and worked at swallowing, though it really wasn't necessary. Lance held her still, keeping his prick full-length in her face until his balls had emptied themselves.
She had her lips squeezed tight around the root of the prick, her throat burning from its rough treatment. Grabbing Lance's thighs, Cheri pushed away from him hard and finally, gloriously, his cock slipped out of her throat.
"What are, are you trying to do," she wheezed, her voice hoarse, "kill me with your cock?"
Lance didn't answer. A drop of gooey jazz had dribbled out of his cockhead and was dangling in midair. Cheri leaned close and caught the cum before it dripped off, then she slowly tongued Lance's cock cleaned. It was the first real taste of cum she ever had and she was not disappointed. "My throat hurt's" she said and for that you are going to have to eat me out four, maybe even five times"