Have a quickie in the bathroom

Since Kendra asked so nicely, you figure it would be just plain rude to say no to her request for a quickie. The fact that she has her hand in your pants certainly contributes to you making up your mind so quickly, too. You pick up your pace and lead the way toward the bedroom door, but Kendra stops you before you can reach the doorknob.

"Chet may be in there," she whispers. "Let's go in here." With her hand thrust down the front of your pants and her fingers firmly wrapped around your cock, she leads you into the bathroom and closes the door behind you.

The nice thing about your girlfriend is that when she gets into one of these moods, you don't have to spend any amount of time with foreplay. In fact, you know that if you tried to go slow and tender at this point, she'd probably shred your clothing off with her fingernails in her desperation to get right down to some serious screwing.

Since one of her hands is well occupied below your belt, you help her out by unfastening your pants and pushing them downward. Without letting go or slowing down in the least in her relentless pumping of your shaft, Kendra pushes you back against the sink counter and practically inhales your tongue with the ferocity of her kiss.

Once your pants are down past your hips, you turn your attention to Kendra's jeans, opening them and sliding them downward. No sooner is her pussy exposed to the air than she takes her pumping fist and guides your cock between her legs. She has you inside of her so quickly that you don't even have time to brace yourself against the counter and nearly fall over as she starts her frantic humping of your cock.

You take hold of her by the sides and swing her around so her back is to the sink. Lifting her up and resting her ass on the edge of the counter, you spread her thighs and take charge. The smooth marble countertop feels cold against your balls as they swing against it, driven by the **** of your pelvic drives into your horny girlfriend's twat.

Kendra is so turned on that you know she is not going to last long, and that knowledge brings you very quickly to your peak, as well. About three minutes of rapid-fire slapping of your body against hers generate the sought-after mutual convulsions of your bodies and the mingling of your bodily fluids.

You look at your watch and ask, "Was that a quick enough quickie for you?"

Kendra grins as she reluctantly allows you to withdraw your dripping cock from her snatch. She bends over and takes you in her mouth, sucking your shaft clean of her juices. "It'll do for now. I'm going to want a 'longie' pretty soon, though."

You pull up your pants and check yourself out in the mirror, looking for anything that might clue her parents in to what you just did to their daughter under their own roof. "You realize that we're going to get caught if we keep this up," you say.

"Oh, we'll be careful," says Kendra, unconcerned, as she, too, checks herself out in the mirror.

"And what about Sarah?" you ask. "If you can't keep yourself under control, how is she going to manage?"

"Well... she brought her medication, didn't she?"

You shrug. "I hope so. And maybe she should share some with you."

Kendra gives your crotch a playful squeeze. "Do you really want me to go on those meds? I'll do it if you want, and you won't have to worry about me jumping your bones anymore."

She knows your answer without you having to say a word. The growing firmness between your legs tells her everything she needs to know. She looks meaningfully at your crotch and says, "Hmm.... Looks like someone is up for another round already!"

Reluctantly, you pull her hand off your bulge and say, "Later, Babe... We're going to be missed if we don't get upstairs soon."

With a pout, Kendra turns and leads you out of the bathroom. You look at the bedroom door and say, "Do you think Chet is sleeping?"

Before she can answer, the door opens. You look to the door, expecting to meet Chet. Much to your surprise, the person who steps out of the room is Sarah. She is buttoning up her blouse when she looks up at you in surprise.

"Connor!" she exclaims. She turns and looks toward the door and says, "Then who is...?"

Another figure steps from the darkened room. It is a young man about your age. He is wearing only boxers, which he appears to have only just pulled on. He blinks at the light of the room and looks around sleepily.

"Chet?" asks Kendra. "What were you two....?"

"Um... Hey, Kendra," he says. "I was just taking a little catnap, and... well..." He looks at Sarah and grins shyly.

Sarah's mouth is wide open in shock and dawning realization. She looks back and forth between you, Kendra, and Chet. She says, "I thought it was Connor! Honest! The lights were off, and I just thought..."

As realization dawns on all of you, you see Chet struggling to put the pieces together. "Wait a minute," he says. "You thought I was Connor? But Kendra, I thought you and Connor were..." He looks at the three of us with confusion on his face.

You look to the girls, hoping one of them can offer some kind of explanation, but they appear about as mystified as you feel.