"Well that seems interesting as well." I replied, and she laughed that little laugh again.
When we got to her gate this time, I noticed her holding it open behind her for just a fraction of a second. That was all it took for me to follow behind. Not even looking back at me, she led me to the front door and opened it. Again, I followed. She walked up the stairs and I closed the door behind me before following her up, her short dress at that angle not hiding her white panties. We went into her room and clumsily undressed each other before I stoked her furry pussy. She was wet already and I pushed her onto the bed. Her face went from happy to serious as she saw my rock-hard cock pointing at her. Six inches but very thick, with a big mushroom-head on the top. Most girls tell me it's the biggest helmet they've ever seen.
I moved toward her and pressed that big purple head against her hot little pussy. Now she was looking up at me and smiling again. Slowly I pushed it into her, inch by inch. That little pussy was tight all the way up, holding every inch of my aching cock, soothing it. And my God it was hot in there! It felt like my helmet was burning by the time I got all the way in.
Of course, I hadn't felt college pussy for years, and I'd almost forgotten how good it was. I came within less than a minute, just like when I was younger, but this time I carried on pumping that thing, pretending I hadn't cum at all. Gradually speeding up the pace, I could tell she was close and helped her over the edge with some hard thrusting of my full length. Wrapping her arms and legs around me, she came with a groan. "Ohhh," she cried into my ear, which set me off too. For the second time in ten minutes, I came inside her amazing, hot, wet, tunnel. Immediately, I got dressed and let myself out.
The same happened Wednesday and Thursday. Friday was a little different. I walked her from the bus to her house and we went in, as per the routine. When we entered her room this time though, she didn't undress and just jumped on her bed, landing on her knees and elbows, face down. The momentum threw her short, pleated dress up and over her back, exposing her ass. She wasn't wearing any panties! And she'd shaved her pussy so I could now clearly see how perfect it was.
Turning her head to one side so she could peer at me from around her shoulder, I could see a half-smile on her face and one raised eyebrow, as if she was asking me to judge her new style. My cock had already given it ten out of ten and was pressing hard against my trousers, like it was trying to break out and see for itself. I looked at her sternly, as if I wasn't happy, and for a moment her smile faded.
Who was I kidding? I fell to my knees behind her, so that my face was level with her hips, and leant in to my beautiful prize. Placing my hands on the sides of her hips, I opened my mouth wide and clamped onto her perfect, hot slit, trying to get as much of it in my hungry face as I could. Gently licking the outer folds, I could feel with my tongue she'd done an excellent job of removing every last vestige of hair or stubble.
When I'd tasted every bit of her outside, I pushed my tongue in slightly and ran it up and down her whole slit. Starting at the top, inches away from her flat tummy, I slurped my way down to her opening. Then back up again. Each time I ran over her clit she let out a little noise, "oh," so that she repeated the sound again and again. Each time that music escaped her, my cock twitched in my trousers and seemed to grow harder, by degrees, so that it was aching by now. Almost painful.
Then a longer sound came from her, "mmmh," which repeated again, and as my tongue made its familiar journey down to her opening, I could tell what was happening. The first beginnings of a different taste were coming, and I sped up my tongue to bring it on.
"Nnnyah!" she gasped, and that amazing sound was accompanied by a flood of flavour from her tiny hole. I slurped and drank as much of the nectar as I could, pushing my tongue further in to drink right from the source. It was fucking delicious, and effected me like viagra. I thought I was going to come in my trousers, so excited had her juice got me. More and more I slurped, and more and more she came, until eventually I felt the flood start to slow down. I returned to her clit for a little lick and sure enough, she yelped and pulled her hips away from me slightly.
Now I knew she would be wanting cock more than anything on Earth, and I had the remedy. Undoing my trousers and letting them drop to the floor, I was surprised to see how big my tool had got. I grabbed the base and immediately felt how rock-hard it was, but I also noticed how much of it was still visible. I could have held it with both hands and there would still have been a couple of inches poking out, with my big, swollen, purple mushroom ready to do some damage. I've had plenty of comments from girls over the years about my cock and helmet: "You shouldn't be so wide"; "You've got a lovely big helmet"; and even, "Keep that thing away from me in future!"
