You wanna help him with his morning wood problem, again.... (End Free Time)

You carefully wait for Cameron to go to sleep again, pretending to stay up and study a while. You can't help but keep flicking your eyes over to peek and see if he's asleep yet -- your throat feels a bit dry. You've been looking forward to this since last time. T-to helping solve his problem for him, that is....{if Bed > 0}

"Y-you can sleep in my bed, Cam." You manage to get out. "A-and I'd be upset if you didn't, s-so, please do."

"Oh, uh- are you sure?" He asks. You nod wordlessly, because that's just about all you can do. Then you get back to pretending to study, watching as he awkwardly settles himself onto your bed, staying over the covers, and sets his head to rest back on a pillow. Now it's just a matter of time...{endif}

Once he's finally gone to sleep, you hurry off to take a chair from one of the classrooms again, taking care to not make too much noise with the door on your way in and out. Setting it down in your room, you then cautiously heft Cameron up onto it with great effort, taking care not to wake him up. He's strong, so he's sort of heavy, but your excited heart is pumping plenty of blood to keep your muscles in working order.

You stand back and dust off your hands, breathing somewhat shakily. Alright, he's all propped up in the chair... n-now, for your help to continue, you have to get his dick out. S-so, since it's necessary....

You step up close to him, and press one hand to his solid chest for support. The fingertips of your other hand go lower, slide down past his waistband, and gently brush against the tip of his penis. It's enough to make your heart skip a couple of beats.

Taking a deep breath to gather yourself, you slowly tug, pulling it up and bringing down your other hand to lower the line of his pants. You're shaking from handling him like this. The excitement might be too much for you to take.

At last the impressive dick bounces free of his pants, already half erect and slowly hardening even more in reaction to your soft caresses and gentle direction. You gulp, and stare as it slowly sways side to side like a pendulum. Lowering yourself to your knees in front of the chair, you follow it with your eyes, back and forth, back and forth....

When it slows, you reach forward to bat it playfully with your hand, gently making it swing again and letting it get you into a trance. Your breathing is ragged, and your heart is out of control. If you watch this for too much longer, something might happen to you. In fact, you can already feel....

Leaning in closer, you take hold of his dick by the root and rub its head against your cheek, almost drawn to purring. Mmmm.... as it draws ever-nearer to maximum hardness, you use it like a brush to trace small circles around one side of your face and then the other, loving the trail of warmth it draws on your skin and loving how it fills out your hand. You pause for a moment to lean in even closer and nuzzle your nose into his crotch lovingly, lowering your hands to your lap. You wanna keep this all for yourself....

"hangh" You pant heavily, body starting to really heat up now that you've got his dick resting its full weight on your face. It's surprisingly heavy.... your tongue rolls out of your open mouth, and you can't stop panting out hot breaths onto the shaft of his cock as you try to calm yourself down. Your whole body is burning up....

Without taking even a moment to think, you retract slightly to let his glans slide down your face and come to rest at your lips. You pucker them up and give a loving little kiss, then lean forward again and gobble up his cock in one go.

om, gob.... It's so wonderfully thick, you can actually feel your lips almost having to stretch just slightly to keep it between them. Your heart is totally hammering as you start to slide back and forth along his length. Inside of your warm, wet mouth, your tongue works to lovingly trace itself around each part of him it can. You're not entirely sure what you're doing, just running totally on instinct and following your body's orders.

You keep flicking up your eyes and checking his face to make sure he's asleep. You're slobbering all over his dick, and even though you can't see it, you feel like there might be hearts in your eyes. You slide further forward to push as much of him inside as you can. He fills your throat out so nicely, you just want him to hilt you out.... You stay still once your lips reach as far as they're able to, body shaking with emotion as you feel him in deep.

You can feel the heavy dick pulsing on the inside. Its vibrations reverberate through your neck, and into your chest, and through your entire body. You mewl cutely, but the sound is blocked by his dick, and then something unbelievable happens -- his cock has another heavy pulse in your throat, and the sensations actually make you cum.

It feels somewhat shameful -- hands-free, just having his sleeping dick in your throat is making you cum. You mewl and squeak and shake some more as your twitching pussy's cum soaks your school uniform pants, but thanks to the dick in your throat, only the shaking of your body is able to manifest outwardly. Combined with the limited oxygen you're able to take in like this, your brain's starting to get all fuzzy...

Your fingers slide down your body and towards your pussy on their own, slipping into your panties to ride yourself through the wonderful orgasm... b-but it's embarrassing.... as you kneel there, slowly fingering your soaking, trembling spot to make the orgasm feel even more good, your talented fingers end up overdoing it.

They stay working down there even after your orgasm dies down, audibly schlicking in and out, pushing apart your folds with each entry and working yourself up to a second orgasm as your airway is totally filled up. They slide in, digging in pleasurably, pushing you right back up to the limit that you just crossed without their help and getting ready to send you over it even harder. In short time, with excitement coursing through your entire body, you're cumming again, fogging up your mind and turning your bent legs almost numb as electricity jolts through every part of you.

Having cum in your panties twice, you finally lean back, letting his dick slide out of its position in your throat. You gasp in a fresh breath. It feels unnaturally empty in your throat after he's left it, like it's incomplete in there. You take in several more heavy breaths times, kneeling there and staring in amazement as his hard dick once again gently bobs side-to-side just in front of you, now slick and shiny with saliva from your own mouth.

He... he didn't even cum.... you feel at awe even just in his dick's presence. It's so big. And it feels so hard, but sort of soft at the same time -- like it's made of a fat layer of firm foam, surrounding a solid steel core.

You bite your bottom lip and reach forward with a shaky hand. You slowly slide your hand up and down it for almost a minute, pulling the skin along with your fingertips and enjoying the incredible tactile feeling of it, until he finally shoots his warm stuff onto you. Completely disconnected from your usual self at the moment, you can't stop yourself from shuddering and moaning with each rope that lands on you, warmth and tingles spreading through you from each part of your skin that it blesses. If you keep this up, you might fall in love...

You blink slowly a few times, trying to get back to yourself. You're feeling so lightheaded, like you might faint. It's a wonder you didn't already faint on his dick, to be honest. But probably a good thing too.... right?

Wiping the head of his dick into your palm, you tuck his stiffy back into his pants, and then flop down onto {if Bed>0}your Bed{else}the floor{endif}, suddenly much more exhausted than you were just a few minutes ago and ready for a good sleep. Your body feels so spent, but no part of you feels strained or overworked or unpleasant at all -- just a bit fuzzy, and very fulfilled. A few minutes go by like that, lying there, idly rubbing his cum into your skin without even noticing that you're doing it.

A-ah, but the chair.... you can return it to the classroom later, but if he wakes up sitting in it, he'll think it's weird. So....

You're barely able to muster the energy to sit up and heft him up again, before flopping back down with him in your arms. You wiggle up a bit closer, to press your body up against his as much as possible, and wrap your arms and legs tightly around him to hold him close. I-it's good that you're getting to help him out with his problem like this... next time will be really good too, you're sure. You can't wait....