Go with it

"Someone's excited," Jean whispers.
"Sorry," you say.
"I wasn't talking about you." She slips her hands under your shirt, rubbing your chest earnestly. Satisfied with what she'd found, she pulls your shirt over your head. "Let's make our way to my room." You follow willingly.
Halfway up the stairs, you're making out again, you longingly hugging her against the wall. You slowly make your way up the stairs and into her room.
"You wait here," she says, pushing you to the bed. She slips into her closet. Shirtless, you look down at your hardening dick. You can't decided if sweatpants were a good or bad idea. She exits the closet, with a condom in hand. You inhale sharply. This day was turning out better than expected. Jean pulls her shirt over her head, displaying her underwear-clad perky boobs. Next goes her pants, and then yours, leaving you both in underwear. She collapses on you, breathing heavily and scratching at your back. You ardently unclip her bra strap, eager to see the breasts you've so dreamed of. She sits up. You're hands drop. Her bra drops. You stare silently at the image before you. Her bare breasts hang motionless against her chest. She leans into you.
"Let's get you out of those boxers," she whispers. You move your hand to oblige, but she stops you, pulling them down herself. You're stiff cock springs to attention. "It's big," she says, eyes wide.
"Oh, please."
"No, really. It's big." She pushes you higher up the bed, and drapes her head over it. You feel her tongue caress your balls, and work their way up your shaft. You gasp. "You like that?"
"Damn right." You massage her shoulders as she sucks eagerly at your member. "Wait," you say, pulling her up from her position. "I'm not getting all the attention today." You move your hands down her hips, pulling her panties down her thighs. Your gaze falls on her neatly-trimmed lips, and you pull her down on your face.
"Oh god," she moans. She positions herself next to you, with you still working at her pussy. Now comfortable, and very pleased with your oral so far, she works at your still-hard dick with her hands. "I'm coming close," you say, taking a breath from her pussy. She stops working you, and sits up on the bed. You do the same.
She glances at the clock beside her bed. "I have to feel you inside me before my parents get home. We still have half-an-hour." She slides the condom over your head, rolling it down your shaft. "Please," she whispers. You oblige, turning her over as you move over her. You slowly slide your dick into her quivering lips, pushing gently against her cervix.
"This okay?" you ask.
"Yes, it's okay," she says quickly, pulling you in deeper. Her tight pussy clenches around your dick, and you both moan in unison. You begin pumping slowly. As your pace quickens, her hips begin pushing back into you in rhythm. You kiss her neck passionately, and she moans loudly. "Oh God," she gasps. You begin feeling a tension in your balls, as you approach the edge. "Oh God!" she yells, her lips clenching around you, sending you over the edge. Waves of pleasure course through you, as your seed erupts in its jacket. You hug Jean tightly, and drop beside her. You both nude on her bed, panting.