Stretching out Savannah

You and Savannah quickly rinse off and head over to her room in the Theta house. You know that some of the sisters here have a tendency to get jealous (ahem Tatiana ahem Imogen), or have issues that they’re working through (ahem Michelle), so some discretion is called for. Luckily, there aren’t many sisters around, and you manage to sneak into her room unnoticed.

Savannah’s room is decorated with a huge American flag on one wall, the Theta letters and a bunch of polaroids of her and the sisters decorating another one. Her books are neatly arranged, with a number of medals and trophies demonstrating her squash pedigree decorating the top of her bookshelf. Her floor is tidy, laundry neatly folded, and a couple papers are spread across her desk. But none of that really registers to you. What does is the busty sorority sister splayed out on the bed beneath you, your hands groping her bounteous tits while her hands slip under your shorts, grasping your rockhard cock. You give her tits an extra squeeze, enjoying the squish of them.

“Is this really where I need to be stretched?” Savannah laughs. “You’ve been paying a lot of attention to this area.”

“The chest is one of the most heavily worked areas of the body when you play squash,” you say, teasing her hard nipples. “It’s critical that you properly stretch it out after every practice.”

“Gosh, if only I knew!” she laughs. “I would have come to you for a massage much earlier, and much more often, too.”

Your cock grows harder at the thought.

“Hm… looks like you’re really stiff down here,” she continues. “Maybe it’s my turn to help you stretch that out.”

The slow handjob that she’s giving you accelerates in pace, and a moan escapes from your lips. Your hands roam down her body, but you struggle to maintain focus with the handjob that she’s giving you. Eventually, your hands trace their way down across the slenderness of her waist and the curve of her hips to the heat between her legs, and you feel her stiffen beneath you as your hand slips into that space.

“Feels like you’re pretty tight here too,” you say, running a finger across her pussy. “You sure this gets worked out enough?”

“There’s no such thing as too much exercise,” Savannah smiles.

“What a coincidence, I think you should get stretched here too,” you say, rubbing a finger against her slit.

With that, she opens her legs for you, and you slip inside her, your cock breaching her folds to enter the warmth of her pussy.

“How’s that for a stretch?” you ask, grunting as you push into her.

“Good, you’re stretching me out so good,” she moans. “Give me more, Alex, I want to feel all of you. That’s so good. Please, give me all of it!”

As if you were going to do anything else. You sink down, your cock bottoming out completely inside of Savannah, and you make a contented sound of satisfaction. This girl beneath you is the most beautiful athletic thing that you’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing, and here she is, in the nude, yours for the taking.

You begin to fuck Savannah, the two of you moving in sync to generate a blissful friction that has your loins burning with desire.

“That’s it, give me more,” she moans as you lay your pipe into her, hard.

You pound her harder. With each thrust of your hips, you feel her bucking back against you, your bodies coming together so tightly that you want nothing more than to stay in this position forever, deep inside this girl. But nothing good lasts forever. Although you do your best to hold on for as long as you can, the sight of this southern babe beneath you is almost too much to bear. Every single movement of her hips brings you closer to cumming, and soon, you’re slowing down just to draw the moment out longer.

“Just give it to me hard,” she says, gripping your back tightly. “I don’t care if you cum soon. I just need you to stretch me out and fill me up with your baby batter.”

“Fuck, that’s hot,” you grunt, and you switch gears, moving from a long, languid stroke to a far faster pace.

You fuck her as hard as you can, your cock tearing up her insides. She’s so damn tight. So damn hot. The way her tits bounce each time you bottom out inside of her and the way her tresses spread across the bed, her whole body shaking as you fuck her with ****, the slapping sounds of body against body…

With one last animalistic grunt, you thrust deep into Savannah and cum. Your seed fires off deep inside her womb, the Theta sister’s legs now wrapped around you, and held in place, you rock back and forth inside her, shooting more and more cum into her.

“Oh gosh, yes, yes!” she says, the heat of her breath tickling your neck.

With your load spent, she gently unwraps from you, her limbs splaying out to her side, a thin sheen of sweat coating both your bodies.

“How was that for a workout?” you ask her.

She gives you that classic sunny smile of hers, somehow looking perfectly innocent despite her nudity.

“If that wasn’t the most swell thing,” she laughs, rubbing her legs. “I feel all stretched out now.”

“Happy to be of service,” you smile back, and the two of you move to cuddle in the afterglow of a good fucking.

Savannah +25
The Count +1