BCS Day 10 - You know what she wants

You know exactly what Meg wants, and you give it to her. You strip naked and help her out of her nightshirt. Just like you thought, she's nude underneath. You lie her down on her bed and push the sheets off, giving her slender, but rigid cock a little tugging and licking before you sandwich it between your breasts.

Meg forgets all about you smelling like Claudette and completely loses her cool girl act, whimpering and thrusting her hips against your boobs. You gradually slow down and get more gentle, reducing the pressure against her shaft and making her work harder, stoking her frustration until she realizes what you're doing.

"You're fucking teasing me," she gasps.

"Well," you say, smiling at her as you play with her cock. "Claudette was a little bigger..."

She stares at you, indignant. "Oh. Oh, this is what we're doing? Fine. Fine." She sits up and grabs you, and you eagerly go along with it. You like Meg's sporty body... she's as athletic as anyone on your team, and that body's wasted just lying there wiggling. Now you've gotten her to get involved, and she steers you onto all fours. You grab the creaky headboard as she roughly checks between your legs to make sure you're ready, then enters you doggystyle.

"Oh god, yes," you moan. That plan worked almost too well.

Her chest slaps against your back as she leans down on your, grabbing a full double handful of your breasts while she fucks you. You make an effort for a second or two, but when she really slams in you can't keep your voice down. If Nea and Kate aren't hearing the slapping of Meg's hips, they're definitely hearing your slutty groans and yelps.

Meg squeezes your boobs harder and whispers in your ear.

"Am I better than Claudette?" Oh, she's getting into it. She shoves in deep, and it doesn't take much before your cock is spraying cum all over the sheets. Meg's tougher than you, though. She keeps going, making you whimper until your sensitive body can't take anymore. You tap out and flip onto your back, more cum spurting out onto your belly as you shake and grunt.

Meg straddles your chest, slapping her cock between your breasts and shoving them together. You're still riding the aftershocks of your own orgasms when you feel the sudden hotness of semen dotting your face. Meg's back is arched and her voice comes out in a hiss, but when she lets go of your breasts it's only so she can shove her softening cock between your sticky lips. You suck it until she's hard again... but she's too out of breath to do anything about it.

She finally sits down to catch her breath, her whole body glistening with sweat. You sit up, your face, belly, and hair all sticky. Meg looks a little shocked by what just happened. She reminds you of yourself so much that you almost forgot that you only met her a few hours ago. You're both exhausted, but hard anyway. You make the first move, pulling up the sheets and lying down.

"I can stay, right?" you ask. You really don't want to walk back...

Meg just jizzed her brains out between your tits, so she just nods, red-faced and joins you. She turns out the lamp, and you're together under the covers, lying on your sides, facing each other.

You shimmy a little closer to her, and she does the same. You awkwardly find her hard cock with your hand, and she immediately does the same for you. Almost lazily, you sleepily tug each other to one last orgasm in the sheets. You want to kiss her, but you're tired... it was a good night, and it's time to rest.