A late night visitor

Sometime later that night I was asleep in my bed when i felt the weight and warmth of someone lay down next to me. I had been thinking about Kate, and I wasnt suprised that she had been doing the same. It had been a whirlwind day.

I reached out in the dark and put my arm around her. She snuggled backward against me, pressing her butt against my crotch. What can I say, I was eighteen and instantly hard, despite having sex six or seven times that day.

"Shouldn't you be at home?" I whispered, but she shushed me.

She reached down and pulled my cock out of my shorts. Then she pulled her dress up so that my cock was pressed against her panty covered ass. Kate then slipped her panties off and drapped then over my face.

I breathed in her scent as she wiggled around in the bed until the head of my cock easily found her pussy, and then she thrust back against me, sliding down onto me. I held the panties to my face, enjoying the smell of pussy, even though they blocked what little vision i coukd have in the dark room.

She was dripping wet, and I had to do very little work. Kate ground herself back into me for nearly thirty minutes while i just held onto her hips and let her have her way with me.

"I'm gonna cum," i whispered at last.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned and a moment later I was cumming inside her again.

"I love you," I said before drifting off to sleep. When i woke up she was gone.

I sat up, sticky from the waist down and still sore from a day where i had had more sex thab I ever thought possible. Laying on the pillow next to my head were the panties she had covered my face with.

They weren't Kate's panties, I knew at once. They were the same style and brand that Amy wore. I was pretty sure i had even sniffed that pair before.