Off to Fantasy LandSusan’s panty trick was ve...y effective. I couldn’t believe how it made me feel. My fantasy turned to Susan — my penis hard as a rock — nice long strokes – lost in a dream of being between her legs. I opened my eyes briefly to see her still looking down at me and smiling. When she saw me looking at her she asked,“Drifting off to fantasy land?”“Uh-huh.”As my eyes closed again, I. “We don’t want to cause any trouble either, and we don’t want to get you into any trouble.”“I’m eighteen right now, I’ll be nineteen this fall,” she answers hesitatingly.“We were wondering if you might want to hang out with us,” I suggest.“Um, I’m still at work, I get off at ten, is that too late?”“No way!” I answer. “We’ll be here. You won’t mind if we put on a little show for you, do you?”“Hell, no! You two are getting me too worked up. I could stay here all night, but I can’t be late for. ’ ‘Is that a good thing?’ ‘Mostly I guess, he said you were a brainiac, but not really a nerd or a spock…his words, he also told me that you started very young at Uni and some of the girls adopted you like you were their little brother, or may be even their own kid.’ Harry grinned, ‘Not entirely inaccurate,’ he admitted, ‘on maths and science courses, women are a distinct minority and tend to get a lot of attention, they in turn probably paid me a bit of attention, to keep the more obvious. Her warm tunnel clasped me tightly as she seated herself and wriggled.Prisha ground against me for several minutes, her breath becoming more and more labored, as did mine. The need was growing when she suddenly lifted off. I tried to reach for her and guide her to me, but my arms were held fast behind me.“Uh uh,” she whispered. “You don’t get to come yet. Maybe I won’t let you come at all.”I heard her walking away.There was the sound of the lid of the cooler closing and Prisha returned to kneel.Read More
