Part 1

Part 2

The run back to Dylan's house was less of a race and more of a mad scramble, both Sara and Dylan less focused on winning and more interested in a big bed and some privacy together. Reaching the front door, Dylan fumbled with his keys as Sara looked around to make sure the coast was clear, before playfully slipping a hand into Dylan's shorts and giving his manhood a firm squeeze. She took pride in the thorough draining she gave him a few minutes ago in the park, but she was pleasantly surprised to feel his arousal already growing again. Sara made it a personal goal to find out the limits of Dylan's stamina today, and her competitive nature made her eager to outlast him in the bedroom.

The front door swung open as Dylan took Sara's hand and guided her inside, slamming the door and roughly pushing her back against it, before attacking her neck with hungry, urgent kisses, lapping the sweat off of her skin and moaning at her taste, while Sara's hands greedily fondled Dylan's thick member and heavy, sensitive balls. Their lips finally collided in a breathy, hot kiss, eyes locking intensely before Dylan gave Sara that smile that made her melt, scooping her up into his arms as she let out a squeal and a laugh. He picked her up so easily, a detail that Sara made sure to take a mental note of for later, as she clung to his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. Her hips sank into his and felt the exquisite friction against his bulge, as Dylan carried her up the stairs to his bedroom.

Sara casually sucked the skin of Dylan's neck, placing playful bites and nibbles, not caring if she left marks, and getting even more turned on at the thought of the marks he might leave on her. Dylan reached the foot of the bed, playfully tossing Sara onto her back and watching her bounce and giggle, those soft breasts jiggling in her tight sports bra as she locked eyes with Dylan again. He looked her over as he slowly peeled his t shirt over his head, revealing his toned, strong chest and abs, lightly covered in hair that trailed down and disappeared into his shorts, a pathway that Sara planned to explore with her warm tongue. Sara matched his moves, reaching down and hooking her fingers under the bottom of her sports bra and slowly easing it up under her ample breasts, a few inches of clearance before they finally fell free in all their glory. Her eyes locked back on his, watching his desire and arousal visibly rise at the sight of her big, soft bare breasts. Sara bit her lip with a playful grin when Dylan moved to climb onto the bed. "Not so fast," Sara smirked mischievously, bringing one foot up to Dylan's chest to keep him in place, while her other foot slowly moved to the waistline of his shorts.

Sara hooked her toes in the waistband and slowly moved her other foot to join, both feet expertly tugging Dylan's shorts down, navigating the stiff tent that had formed over his erection, until the fabric finally slid loose down his thighs, releasing his thick, aching member as it sprung out of the waistband and bobbed heavily between her delicate feet. Sara licked her lips as she gazed up into Dylan's eyes, feeling his hands taking her feet and guiding them to his mouth. Dylan's lips delicately wrapped around her toes, sucking and licking tenderly as shaky moans escaped Sara's quivering lips, Dylan's tongue following her feedback to bring her even more pleasure as his mouth traveled to the soles of her feet, dragging long wet licks over her sensitive arches and tickling her exquisitely. Dylan's tongue reached her heels, licking them until they glistened, Sara's feet now glistening with Dylan's slick saliva as he pressed his lips to her sensitive heels and sucked tenderly against her skin. He could practically feel the heat emanating from her core as he brought her slick soles back down to waist level and pressed her soles together, forming a perfect slit for his aching cock to slip into.

Dylan let out a deep groan at the first thrust, as Sara pushed her feet tightly together around his shaft, creating such a tight slick seal around his manhood while Dylan's hips worked into deep, steady strokes, their bodies working in tandem to make his enormous cock throb and pulse with lust. Sara couldn't believe how aroused the sight of Dylan's cock between her feet made her, the aching mound between her legs practically glowing with heat as her hunger grew more intense by the second. She started working her feet in deep, steady strokes up and down from base to tip, leaning forward to spit a wet string of saliva onto Dylan's swollen cockhead and using her toes to rub it in, making Dylan gasp and moan as the spit mixed with his precum to create a velvety slick lubrication on their skin. Sara's other foot moved down to tickle Dylan's swollen balls, the heat pulsing off of his smooth sack letting her know that he had plenty more to give her, as his moans grew more ragged and desperate.

Sara couldn't help herself, the intense heat between them making her tight pussy throb and practically gush with arousal, as her fingers disappeared into her shorts to strum her aching, sensitive clit. She rubbed in steady circles, making her jaw drop as she masturbated for Dylan, putting on a show while he took both her feet in his hands and began stroking between them in long, steady thrusts. They could both feel it, the arousal and primal lust so strong between them as they mutually lavished in the lush pleasure, each of them driving the other closer and closer to another intense climax. Sara was the first to break the silence, both of them so wrapped up in lust that they had barely shared a word since entering the house.

"I'm so fucking wet for you, god I'm gonna cum so hard Dylan." Sara moaned in a shaky whisper, her fingers urgently strumming and fingering herself as a deep wet spot began to form on the crotch of her shorts. Dylan's arousal was also impossible to hide, his thick veiny shaft and pulsing cockhead glistening with saliva and precum as it pumped in and out of Sara's soft soles, every stroke driving him closer and closer to the edge.

"Look what you fucking do to me, you're gonna make me explode soon." Dylan groaned in pleasure, his eyes closed as he focused on finding the edge and crashing over it. Their mutual moans grew louder, the powerful lust between them driving them both mad with pleasure, rising higher and higher toward that ecstatic climax, until it was finally too much to bear.

Sara reached nirvana first, her shaky hand strumming until her hips bucked and jolted uncontrollably, eyes rolling back as her jaw dropped wide open, incomprehensible moans flowing from her lips as Dylan watched her soak through her shorts, a powerful, gushing orgasm that rocked her body from head to toe and left her shorts absolutely dripping with arousal.

Dylan watched in awe, and after a sight like that, it was impossible to hold back. His hips thrust one more time, pushing through her feet as the first hot spurt of cum sprayed a long trail of semen from Sara's breasts down to her shorts. Over and over, his thick hot cum erupted and coated Sara's skin, the last few hot pumps landing on her shorts, now completely ruined with both of their slick, warm cum. Moans and curses filled the room, both of them so tortured with pleasure, the mutual release making it difficult to form coherent words or thoughts, as they both rode out their intense climaxes together.

Sara breathed deeply as the pleasure finally began to settle to a low simmer, her body sweaty and warm after such a passionate encounter, as she lowered her slick, cum covered toes from Dylan's penis and watched the last few drops ooze from his head onto her feet. "Holy shit...that is NOT where I expected things to go. But damn, I really liked it." Sara giggled breathlessly as she watched Dylan catch his breath.

"I didn't even think about it, it just started happening and I went with it. I feel like that happens a lot with you." Dylan grinned, admiring the mess he made all over Sara's body, shaking his head in disbelief at how turned on she made him, without even fucking each other yet. Dylan's body also dripped with sweat, and as he looked around the room for a towel, Sara had an even better idea.

"We're such a mess, how about we get cleaned up?" Sara smirked, standing up and facing away from Dylan as she slowly peeled her cum soaked shorts off of her round ass, giving him a playful little show before raising a finger and beckoning him closer to her.

"I'll start the shower, and you work on waking him back up again." Sara grinned, her eyes motioning to Dylan's softening cock. "I'm nowhere near done with you."