T.G.I Friday!

Having finished school for the week, you kick off your trainers as you come in the house and head to your room to get changed out of your uniform. Putting on an old pair of sweats you park yourself in from of the tv for a couple of hours, your homework can wait for the rest of the weekend. You don’t want to spoil the good thing that is a Friday night by having to think about school.

Eventually, you start to get hungry and go looking for Heather to see what she wants for dinner. Your Mom and Dad typically come home late from work on Friday nights so they’ve left some money on the couch for you and Heather to order in.

You follow the noise of a hairdryer coming from you shared bathroom and open it up to find Heather getting ready to go out in a tight little black dress that comes down just below her arse cheeks. She sees you and switches off the hairdryer having finished with her hair.

“Hey bro,” she says as she picks up an eye pencil to start on her makeup.

“Hey, Mom and Dad left us $40 for dinner. What do you want?” you say holding up the notes they left out.

“Ooh I’m taking half that,” Heather says, pinching a $20 note from your hand and tucking it away into her bra, “I’m going out tonight.”

Heather then leans in close to the mirror for a better look at what she’s doing with her eyeliner. Her fit bum poking back out, just the slightest hint of the curve of her ass cheeks sticking out from under her short dress. You find yourself drawn to that backside, positioning yourself behind Heather just as you did here the other night. Heather doesn’t raise any objections as you press your crotch into her, continue to put her make up on the whole time as if you’re not there.

You let out a small “mmmm,” as you take a hold of her hips and pull her back against your swelling cock.

From her hips you run your hands up along the sides of Heather body before moving around to her breasts, cupping them through her dress.

“Not them,” Heather tells you, “the dress pulls up from the bottom if you like.”

“Does it now?” you say in a husky, lust-filled voice as you take the hem of Heather dress and slide it up over her hips. Exposing her beautiful bum as you do. Heather has the smallest of black g-strings on underneath that runs between her fit cheeks.

You run your hands over her smooth skin as you continue to grind yourself against her from behind. You are lucky the material of your sweats is so stretchy as you are straining the limits of the material with how hard your erection has got.

Wanting to see Heather's pussy again, you run your fingertip under the T intersection of Heather’s thong and work your hooked finger down between her buns and along her pussy lips as you pull the satiny material to the side exposing her. As your finger passed Heather’s lips it was immediately coated in a thick later of her juices. Heather extremely aroused despite seemingly ignoring you to concentrate on her makeup.

You slide a finger into Heather from behind and her wet pussy welcomes it greedily. You finger her like that for a moment before getting an idea. Pulling your finger free you drop your sweat pants to your ankles and with your hard cock slide it underneath Heather, between her legs. Rising up you rub the top of your shaft along the sticky hot length of Heather's pussy. Her leaking gruel quickly coating the upper side of your hard penis and oozing down beneath.

This motion finally brings about a change in Heather's action as she starts to move her hips with you, rubbing back against you and closing her legs so that they are gripped tight around your cock. It feels incredible the way you are sliding against each other. Your breath starting to come quicker, your heart beating faster and faster.

On one of the many passes along Heather sweet pussy you pull most of the way back and go for another push forward. It then that the head of your cock slips between the lips of Heather’s pussy and runs an inch inside her.

Rather than letting you remain there, Heather lifts up away from you and reaching behind her, pulls you out and returns you to the correct path. “Careful,” she says, “almost lost your V-card there.

You continue for the rest of the time it takes for Heather to get ready before she finally selects a particular shade of bright red lipstick. Turning to face you she runs the iridescent stick around her hips before then dropping to her knees in front of you and take your slimy pussy coated cock in her mouth. She bobs down to the bottom of your shaft and sucks hard. The effects of rubbing yourself against her before and this sudden blowjob make you close to cumming almost right away.

Before you do, however, Heather ceases her sucking and stands back up.

“24-hour lipstick. Good luck getting that off,” she says with the evilest of giggles as she puts her G-string back in its correct place and pulls her dress back down as she walks out of the bathroom.

You look down to your twitching cock and see the base and half its length smeared bright red with Heather's lipstick. You grab a washcloth in panic and try and get the lipstick off. It doesn’t come off at all.

Oh shit! You are going to a party with Rebecca tomorrow and there is no way on Earth you could explain this to her.