Lie to Lindsey

You have no intention of dumping Amy, but if it'll get you into Lindsey's pussy, you'll say whatever it takes. Lindsey's tight body and good-sized tits make your mouth water. You really want to tap that.

"If you let me fuck you, I'll dump Amy," you say. "We haven't even gone on a date yet."

"Okay, tiger," she says with a shit-eating grin. "Come to mama!"

You resume caressing her bra-covered breast and lay a heavy liplock on her. While you kiss, you move the shoulders of her robe off. She lets it drop to the floor. She is gorgeous in her tiny bra and thong, and her tanned skin.

She breaks the kiss and says, "No one's home, and they won't be for hours. We have all the time in the world."

You reply, "I want to make you scream my name -- more than once, you little minx."

This time when you kiss her, you press her up against the wall, drilling your stiff cock into her belly. You squeeze both her boobs and pinch her nipples as your tongue insinuates itself around her tongue. Lindsey moans and squeals. You make out like this for five minutes with the front door still wide open.

Lindsey breaks the embrace again, pushing you away from her. She is breathing heavily and has the flames of desire in her eyes. Her nipples must be huge, judging by the lumps they make in her bra. She shuts the door and locks it, never taking her eyes off you.

She takes you by the hand and leads you up the stairs. She walks into a room that makes you whistle. It's a big room with a king-sized bed and a jacuzzi in it.

"This is my parent's room. We can use it, and they'll never know."

You pick the tiny cheerleader up, and she gasps and squeaks. You carry her to the bed and toss her on it. She and her boobs bounce. She ends up on her back with her legs wide apart. Her thong makes a deep camel-toe over her slit.