FPC Day 5 - What does Lara want

Lara is about your size, a pretty brunette who wears her hair in a ponytail like yours. Tonight she wears snug tan shorts, and a tight, teal tanktop that hugs her athletic body. She smells great.

You are going to ask her what she wants, but you notice Adella as well. She is down at the end of the hall, staring at you and Lara. Lara notices her.

"Go on," she says, waving her away. "Team meeting here. No spying."

Adella scowls and walks away.

Lara laughs into her hand. "You snooze you lose, Adella. I got here first."

"What?" you say.

"Nothing." Lara leans against your door and folds her arms, running her eyes up and down your body. "Want to talk a bit of strategy?" she asks.

"Um, OK," you say, letting her in. She sits next to you on your bed... very close.

"So this is sudden," she says, her eyes on your chest.

"I'm adjusting," you say.

"I think you look great."

"Thanks."

"What size are they?" she asks.

You sigh. "...34F."

Lara seems to like that answer.

"You said something about strategy?" you say hesitantly.

"Riley, are you accusing me of coming in here pretending to talk about strategy when I really just want to get my hands on those?" Lara asks, indignant.

"Um," you say, confused. She moves closer to you.

"May I?" she asks, pointing at your chest. She just wants to touch.

"OK," you say, sighing. "But be careful. They're sensitive."

Lara reverently touches your boob through your t-shirt, then both, lifting them.

"These are nice," she tells you.

"Thanks," you say, but they her hand brushes your nipple, and you yelp.

"Oh, they are sensitive," she says. "That was a sexy noise, Riley. Can you do that again?" She touches you before you can answer. You cry out and fall back on the bed.

Lara pounces, climbing on top of you and pushing your shirt up to reveal your chest. She takes them in her hands and squeezes, making you moan.

"Oh God," you gasp, feeling yourself getting hard and wet.

"You are amazing," Lara says, massaging. She looks entranced by your body. She leans down to take your nipple into her mouth, and that immediately has you creaming your underwear, your lower body shaking.

"Oooh," you moan. You are red all over, warmth and stickiness spreading in your boyshorts... but it's not just your penis. Your girl parts are fired up too... and Lara doesn't stop. She lavishes your nipple with her mouth and tongue, then switches to the other boob, and you start getting hard again. You writhe underneath her, but she starts to suck like a baby, and you fill your panties with another load.

Lara comes up for air, saying something about how sexy you are, but your cries drown her out... your underwear is totally soaked, and you are losing track of time...

"Riley? Riley?" Lara says.

But you are gone. Snoring.