Choice Tales from the Vale – (303) Rag Race Day
Harry Price was a second-year student at Abbottsford University and he shared a house with three others, his friend Phil, his girlfriend Kelly and her friend Charli, who Harry had fancied from the moment he saw her, but he got a vibe from her that he would be wasting his time, so he didn’t even try, but it didn’t stop him wanting her for the six months they shared a house together.
But the one day he returned home from a lecture to find Charli squatting over sink, tights and knickers around her knees and skirt hoisted up around her middle, her thick ginger bush clearly visible to him, as she released a jet of piss against the stainless steel.
Naturally such a sight gave him a serious hard on and Charli dealt with his erection by giving him a toe curling blow job on the kitchen floor and afterwards she said
“You would have got more than a blow job, if I didn’t have the cotton mouse up there”
“Yes, and when my visitor has gone I’m going to let you fuck my brains out”
She said as she slowly pulled up her drawers over her ginger thatch
“I can’t wait for that” he said as he watched her pull her tights up
“How about after the rag race party?” she asked
Naturally the time between the kitchen blow job and the rag race hung heavy for him even though it was only two days.
He was participating in the rag race, which was in essence a pub crawl in fancy dress.
Harry and his mates were doing it dressed as Bananas, but as he was on a promise he held back on the drinking, so he wouldn’t be out of it come the big night.
The rag race party was being held in the Student Union Bar and function rooms, Harry went home first and got cleaned up and changed, he had hoped to find Charli back at the house so he could just fuck her without all the effort of going to a party first but there was no sign of her, apart from a note from her pushed under his door, which read.
“Elvis has left the building, can’t wait for the next visitor, see you at the party”
Harry smiled because its meaning was plain, Elvis was code for her cotton mouse, and the next visitor was his cock, so he left for the party.
Rag Race was a big deal on campus, so it attracted a lot of people, most of them already pissed, and there were hundreds of students in attendance, so it took him an hour to track Charli down in the crowd and when he did he found her on the dance floor.
Charli Hope was wearing a baggy blue wool sweater which disguised her shape well, but he knew where all the lumps and bumps were, and the legging showed her lower curves deliciously well.
“There you are” she said “I was beginning to think you weren’t coming”
“I’ve been here an hour” he said
“I’m glad you’re here” she said and kissed his cheek “I have a promise to keep”
“I’m glad you remembered” he said “I’ve thought of little else”
“Oh, I remember, and it’s all I’ve thought about as well” she said and kissed his mouth “We’ll go back to my room after the party and you can fuck my brains out”
Charli smiled and kissed him, and he immediately responded to it by slipping his tongue between her slightly parted lips, and Charli warmed to this action and responded in kind for a full minute before stopping abruptly.
“That’s quite enough of that” she said sharply
“But you were enjoying it too” he pointed out
“That’s not the point” she said, “I said later, we’ve waited six months so another couple of hours won’t hurt”
“We could do it now and later” he said nibbling her ear and manoeuvring her into a dark corner and sliding his right hand to her plump buttock before migrating around and settling on her inner thigh before trekking north, but she clamped her thighs together.
His mouth was still on her ear and she was mumbling half-hearted protests, then she released her grip on his hand for a split second and his hand passed her upper thigh, but she clamped shut again.
A minute later she released her grip again, briefly, and his hand had reached its goal.
She opened her thighs once more as his finger found the moist patch of fabric.
He paused his nibbling and saw that Charli was biting her lip as his digit had found her sweet spot and the moist patch on her leggings, and by extension her underwear as well, was growing by the second.
Charli continued to bite her lip and Harry carried on stroking and creaming her leggings when all of a sudden, she pushed his hand away.
“You bastard” she said and kissed him hotly and wetly
“Now I can’t wait, now I’ve got to have you right now”
The question was where? He hadn’t thought that far ahead, and she had no contingency as she planned to have him back at the house in her room.
They were familiar enough with the Union to know roughly where any potential shagging sights might be, but it was so crowded none of them were viable, so they had to go further afield and found themselves in the basement of the admin block, but even that wasn’t totally safe, but in the end, they settled on the service lift.
There was an outer door and an internal door and once they were closed Harry locked them, and then turned the key on the panel to prevent the lift from going anywhere.
In the middle of the lift was a pallet of photocopier paper so Harry sat her tidy little arse on the stack of boxes and resumed his earlier fingering while Charli unzipped his fly and liberated his cock, and as he was stroking her creamy pussy through her clothes her busy little fingers roughly tugged on his shaft.
But after a minute of two of this frenetic fondling Charli let go and rolled over onto her front, which left him to conclude that she wanted him to take her from behind and she wanted it there and then.
Charli confirmed his suspicions when she pulled her sweater clear of her arse.
He quickly got his fingers inside the waistband of her leggings and pulled them off her buttocks and slowly returned for her knickers.
“I can’t wait Harry” she pleaded “yank them off and do me now”
So, he slipped his fingers inside the waist of her wet knickers and yanked the lacy panties off her cheeks and down her thighs and exposed her moist cunny before he grasped her hips and thrust his stiff shaft between her eager sticky lips.
Charli turned her head and gave him a smile and rose up onto her elbows and was emitting low rasping moans in response to his penetrations for the duration of the dirty primal coupling until she went rigid before him and screamed before she collapsed forward, totally and literally shagged.
“You’re still coming back to my room tonight” she panted