After a pause to un-harness Hannah

"Yeah?" Hannah replied breathlessly.

"I think it's best if you took your thing off, " Zack said.

Hannah blinked in confusion for a second. "You mean...?" She gave Zack a big grin. "Hey, mine's bigger than yours!" She laughed out loud, harder than she had in a long time. She pushed her hips forward, prodding Zack with the tip, still wet with Taylor's juices. "Or you could just turn around!"

"Hey, wait a minute!" Zack said.

Hannah shook her head and laughed. "Just kidding," she said. "Not." She let out another laugh. "Hey, how about you sit down again, and I'll take this off and be right there." She waited until Zack sat down, then turned her back and started loosening the straps of the black leather dildo harness.

Zack's heart thudded as Hannah bent over to fiddle with the harness, pushing her rather firm and oh-so-shapely butt back at him.

"You're a good kisser, you know," Hannah added, looking over her shoulder. "Been practicing that for me a long time?" When Zack moved, she said, "No, stay right there, I'm gonna come get you." She stepped out of the harness and tucked it into the bottom drawer.

Hannah took a couple of square packets from the drawer and a squeeze bottle from the corner of the bed where Taylor and Heather had collapsed after their mutual orgasm. Zack's tall older sister and the straight-haired brunette cheerleader captain who was their host were sprawled nude across the bed, apparently lost in dreamland.

"Heh heh, still out," Hannah said quietly. "Taylor I'm not surprised, but with Heather's social life, you'd think she'd get a rep for being a Sleeping Beauty. Maybe her dates just haven't been doing it for her."

Zack took a deep breath, holding onto the seat of the chair again.

Hannah walked back to Zack. "Up for more than a kiss?" she asked, holding up a square condom packet. "I know I am."

Zack swallowed. "I am," he said.

Hannah smiled. "Great minds think alike," she said. She looked at his penis. "Better use this one," she said, tearing it open. She squeezed a drop of lube into the top, put it over the head of his penis, and unrolled it over the crown and down the shaft. "May I fuck you, Zack Bishop?" Hannah asked. "May I put your cock in me and bounce up and down on you?"

"Yes, yes, and yes," Zack said.

Hannah grinned. "Now THAT's what I call enthusiastic consent," she said. "You'll do well in MY sex ed classes." She stood up, straddling the armless chair. Her breasts bounced at Zack's eye level. She reached down and bent her knees, taking his cock in her hand. "Say the word, Zack."

"Yes...?" Zack said, looking into her smiling blue-gray eyes. "Yes. Now. Please."

Hannah descended, her warmth surrounding his cock. Her big soft breasts slid over his chest. Her weight rested on his lap, the chair creaking slightly. "Kiss me?"

Zack tilted his head and met her lips. Without hesitation, the two locked lips and were soon resuming their tongue battle. He felt her breath come hot and fast from her nostrils. Her inner muscles squeezed his cock. Her fingers laced themselves into his hair, kneading, tugging.

Hannah's body started to move restlessly, shifting her weight on top of him. She pushed back gently, separating their lips. She grinned at him and growled hungrily, nuzzling her face into his ear, nibbling, kissing down his neck. His cock throbbed inside her. His hands cupped her butt, so firm and strong. She licked up his neck and under his chin, then kissed back down, stopping halfway down his neck, for a deep, sucking kiss. Zack felt her quivering rhythmically against him. She was laughing silently inside.

Hannah came up for air. "Heh," she said. "Just sit there now." She put her hands on the back of the chair and steadied her feet on the ground.

"What?" Zack said.

"I'm going to ride you," Hannah said. "Hasn't anyone...?" She laughed. "Guess not. Hold on, Zacky."

With her hands and feet braced, Hannah started riding up and down on Zack's cock, descending with a thump of her bottom onto his thighs. She looked into his eyes. Zack looked uncertain, but held her gaze. Her face softened.

"What, have you never been with someone who looked at you? Just looked?" Hannah said. She slowed her pace but kept her eyes on Zack. "Told you you have a beautiful face? That you have an amazing expression on your face when you're inside of her?" She took a deep breath. "Don't cry, Zack, don't..." She broke off.

Zack's shoulders shook.

"Oh, honey, you okay, do we need to stop?" Hannah said.

"N-no, I'll be okay," Zack said. "I just never..."

"Shh, shh," Hannah said. "It's okay." She settled onto his lap.

They held each other for a long minute. Hannah tried a tentative kiss. Zack responded. From kisses, it went to sucking on lips, tongues, together, and fast, deep breaths. Zack's hands squeezed Hannah's firm butt. Hannah's fingers tugged at Zack's hair. Her muscles squeezed round his cock, milking him to a harder erection.

At an impulse, Zack slid his butt forward, holding tight to Hannah's butt, and stood up. Hannah gasped, wrapping her legs around Zack and settling her arms on his shoulders.

"Stronger than you look!" Hannah whispered in Zack's ear.

Zack settled Hannah firmly onto his erection. He carried the beautiful blonde college girl across the floor and...