Undercover Rock

Queen took over the airwaves, cranking it up through the static and Jamey knew it was time to take it up another notch. After twenty minutes of licking and probing, she mercifully brought her tongue to touch Annie’s swollen clit. Annie screamed, “Oh fuck yeah! Hit that clit!” Thankfully, Annie’s excitement hid Jamey’s muffled cry as Kip slid two inches of his massive erection into her cunt. The head of his pecker was massive and was already spreading her cooch beyond anything she had ever known.

Things were moving pretty fast now. Annie seemed to be stringing small orgasms together and building to the big one that just might kill her. She could barely catch her breath as she moaned, screamed and grunted out demands that were more encouragement than orders; “Lick it harder! Suck my pussy! Eat that cunt! Bite my clit!” Annie’s hips were bucking so much that Jamey knew her lips would be bruised in the morning.

“. . . oh - won’t you take me home tonight? oh - down beside your red firelight; oh - and you give it all you got; fat bottomed girls you make the rockin’ world go round”

Kip had slowly pushed deeper into Jamey, increasing by small increments with every slow thrust. When Kip pinched her nipples hard and added another inch to his plunge, Jamey was once again out of her mind with pleasure. Never had she been filled so fully. Kip must have had eight or nine inches inside of her and she still couldn’t feel his balls against her ass yet! After each crotch-splitting thrust, Kip would withdraw; leaving her empty and craving his granite-hard cock even more. Then he would split her beaver once again and she felt that sweet, ripping pain/pleasure. He was now jamming his dick into the base of her cervix. He couldn’t go any deeper.

Jamey reached her right hand up and roughly grabbed one of Annie’s mammoth melons. The massive knocker was surprisingly firm and Jamey could barely get her hand around half of it. Finding a rigid nipple, Jamey pinched hard and Annie began thrashing her head back and forth into the wadded curtain. As Kansas jammed to “Point of Know Return”, Jamey went in for the kill, pounding her tongue furiously over Annie’s clit and ramming two fingers from her left hand deep into her fuck hole. Jamey almost stopped for fear that Annie was having a seizure. “Oh, shit! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Annie screamed while Jamey pounded her with tongue and hand.

“. . . you cried with fear, the point was near; was it you that said, ‘how long, how long to the point of know return’"

Kip was riding Jamey for all he was worth, driving to the hilt with each thrust. Jamey ignored the pain of her knees against the scratched hardwood floor as she knew that her third crotch-rocking orgasm was only seconds away. And then she felt Kip tracing the outline of her asshole with his finger. The sensation was maddening. Jamey’s cunt was filled with more dick than she knew existed and now Kip’s slippery finger was pressing slightly into her stretched bung! I can’t take much more of this, she thought. She pulled her fingers out of Annie’s pussy to give herself another hand to balance with. Then, just as Annie was taking a breath, Jamey rammed her full face into her cunt, planted her tongue roughly on her clit and started shaking her head violently. Annie went ballistic. And in just a few more strokes, so would Jamey.

Kip seemed to sense her impending orgasm and along with a deep thrust from his cock he sunk his index finger second-knuckle-deep into her ass. Her sphincter compressed around Kip’s finger as Jamey shook and screamed into Annie’s convulsing pussy. Jamey was stretched so tight that every contraction from her cunt felt like she would split open. When she felt Kip’s cock jerking and spurting deep inside her she felt like she would pass out. Kip filled her and Jamey could feel streams of jizz running out of her ass and down the inside of her thighs. Cream was blaring on the radio and flowing from sweaty bodies. After several more thrusts, Kip finally pulled out. God, Jamey missed his dick already as she felt the last shots of his semen hit her back. Annie was still hyperventilating as she began to wind down from her epic orgasm. Jamey pulled her head from Annie’s crotch and passed out backwards into Kip’s arms.

“. . . and I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines; lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves”

Sweaty and spent, they all lay there for some time. Kip came around first and shook Jamey to a semi-lucid state. When they peeked through to curtain, they found Annie asleep in the darkness. The streaks of light crossed her big jugs as they rose and fell with her breathing. They were red from abuse. Her legs were spread, exposing her saturated cunt. She looked peaceful and Jamey covered her with the fallen curtain before once again retreating behind the curtains.

Kip picked up the old radio and their scattered clothes and followed her downstairs. They turned up the heat in Jamey’s shower and held each other under the tepid spray. They didn’t speak much. Each was gentle with the other. Kip took the opportunity to admire Jamey’s fabulous body, soaping her spectacular breasts tenderly while trying not to arouse her. His hands slid lazily down and he filled them with her firm ass, holding her and placing light kisses over her face.

Jamey finally got her first real look at Kip’s unbelievable penis. Flaccid, it hung like a butcher shop sausage half was down his thigh. She grabbed his considerable member with both hands like a baseball bat and still had several inches left untouched. She lathered and stroked him into semi-hardness, before rinsing him off. They dried and dressed. Kip helped her tape and bind her boobs and they smiled a lot.

It was Kip who broke the silence. “What in the hell did we just do up there?” Jamey smirked and they shared a conspiratory laugh; tentative, like they had just pulled a tremendous prank on the Dean and were now wondering if it was such a good idea. “That was the most incredible, insane, mind-blowing sexual experience I have ever had.”

“You! What about me? Let me tell you, when I started this project I never imagined actually having my dick sucked off by Bunny Moore. I thought I was getting the feel for what is was like to be a guy but the feeling I had, holding my own cock and shooting cum on Annie’s tits . . . well, I just never knew. I actually felt like a warrior. It was so powerful. And you’re cock; my god. I’ve never . . . not even in those XXX videos Pete is always showing in his room.”

Kip looked a little embarrassed as he threw his own sweatshirt over his head.

Before leaving, Jamie asked, “So what now? “

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, is my assignment over? I obviously can’t pretend to be a guy with you anymore.”

“Are you saying it’s up to me?” Jaime nodded and Kip thought for a minute. “So, let me see if I have this all straight,” his turn to bring closure. “The guy who was my best friend and was driving me to madness with my attraction for him is really a girl.”

“Correct.”

“And not only are you a girl, but you’re the hottest girl on campus.” Kip paused to listen to a little Paul McCartney,

“. . . baby i’m amazed at the way you pulled me out of time, hung me on a line; maybe i’m amazed at the way I really need you”

“If you say so.”

“And you think and talk like a guy and fuck like a whore.”

Jamey laughed. “If you say so.”

“And you live with me.”

“If you still want me.”

“Are you crazy?” Kip said. “I want to fucking marry you!”

“Would you settle for just fucking me?”

“What! Now?”

“Well, I would like to screw you in the light. And you know, I didn’t really get to properly enjoy our warrior cock.”

“. . . baby i’m a man and maybe i’m a lonely man; who’s in the middle of something that he doesn’t really understand; babe i’m a man and maybe you're the only woman who could ever help me baby wont you help me understand”

“Damn, you’re like part dude and part chick. You’re like my best bud to hang with but you’re all girl underneath. And as a chick, you’re girl-next-door sweet, Playboy pretty and pornstar wild. Shit, you’re like the best of everything!”

“You’re about to find out just how true that is, Kip,” Jamey said. She pulled him close and kissed him passionately. Then she stepped back, pulled her sweatshirt over her head once again and moved her hands to hold her ta-tas. “Now, come on and help me release these puppies.”