She took the flashlight from me and led the way. Once inside the garage the breaker box was easy to spot. It was on the far wall directly across from us.
"Shine the light over towards the far wall I told her," as I made my way across the vacant room. I opened the box and almost immediately I knew what the problem was. Someone had pulled the main breaker. I'm not sure how or why the main breaker got turned off but if I was a betting man I'd say it was done on purpose. And since Kelsey was the only one home I had to assume she was the guilty party. Rather than confront her about it I decided to play dumb and see what she had up her sleeve, or should I say her t-shirt?
The minute I flipper the breaker the interior lights inside the house came on. "There we go. All fixed and good as knew," I told her.
"Thanks Mr. Saunders. I don't know what I'd do without you. First it was the ride home last night and now fixing the electricity. I guess I owe you big time, huh?"
"Hey, what are teachers for," I replied. "You still have some cold beer in the fridge? I'll take one of those and call it even."
Once again I found myself sitting on the sofa in the living room while Kelsey retrieved me a beer. I hate to admit it, but naughty thoughts were running through my mind as I watched her sashay into the kitchen. Now that the lights were on it was obvious she wasn't wearing anything underneath the t-shirt. Holy shit, I hadn't been here more than ten minutes and my cock was already beginning to stir. Kelsey returned with the beer and sat across from me in an oversized arm chair. As she pulled her legs up under her I caught a glimpse of her dark black pubic hair. I could also see her nipples standing at attention and pressing against her t-shirt. Jesus, this girl is only eighteen but she is sexier and more provocative than many of the women I normally date.
As I drink my beer and we make small talk I can see Kelsey's t-shirt begin to ride up higher and higher as she moves and shifts in the chair. It isn't long before she draws her legs up against her chest and folds her hands across her knees. And even though her legs are closed she is still putting on quiet a show. Not only is her pubic hair much more visible, I was also getting a glimpse of her labia. I couldn't help but stare at her and there was really no way to be inconspicuous about it. Hell, what am I worried about I thought to myself? She knows exactly what she's doing. And what she's doing was working. I put my half finished beer on the end table next to the couch and walk toward Kelsey. Without either of us saying a word, I position myself directly in front of her and drop to my knees.
Kelsey pulls up her t-shirt and spreads her legs as I maneuver my face between her thighs. And God is she beautiful. Her labia is bright pink and moist. Her lips are slightly parted lying in wait for my anxious tongue. I can already smell her sweet womanly scent before I even get a taste of her secret treasure. I gently kiss her inner thighs before slowly working my way toward her moist little pussy. I place my hands on her inner thighs and spread her just a little as my tongue glides up and down her glistening lips. She moans softly as I continue to stroke her with my tongue. Her taste is tangy yet sweet as her juices slowing flow onto my mouth. With one thumb I raise the hood that covers her shinny pearl, and gently flick my tongue against it. She grabs my head and pulls my face tight against her hot pussy. Her moans are getting louder as I continue to nibble at her clit. With my free hand I probe the opening of her pussy with first one finger. She is so wet her pussy sucks it right in. Jesus, it's like an inferno inside her.
"Oh God, don't stop. It feels so fucking good," she cries. "Eat my pussy baby, eat it good."
As I push another finger into her, her hips start to rotate. Her juices are flowing faster now as she arches her hips and yells out, "I'm coming, yes, feels so good. Don't stop!"
She continues to push her hips forward allowing my fingers to fully extend into her red hot juicy cunt. She's bucking so hard it's difficult for me to keep my tongue anywhere near her pussy. This goes on for about a minute until she finally relaxes and drops back into the chair. I pull my fingers out and slowly straighten up. Her eyes are closed, and her breathing is still heavy as I lean in to kiss her. With her juices still wet on my lips we kiss passionately.
"That was so fucking hot," she says. "No one has ever made me feel that good."
