That night, I exploited my roommate's absence by catching up
on my homework. I was engrossed when Stacy appeared at my door.
As usual, she wandered in without being asked. I feigned weak
disapproval. I never quite forgave her for that prank she pulled
my first week there.

    But this was easy to overlook at the moment, since Stacy was
dressed in a pale blue nylon satin tricot islander gown and
panties. The gown's fabric was gathered at the neckline into soft
pleats that draped enticingly over her breasts, torso, and
thighs. The low, round neckline of stretchy lace was loose enough
to sometimes slip off a shoulder, or provide a teasing expose' of
additional bare skin. But then she sat right on my bed and
started looking through my pile of class notes. I kept sneaking
looks at her, pretending to be worried about my notes, but I was
more interested in how her sweet breasts showed under the silky
nylon of her nightgown. 

    She caught me looking, but I covered by telling her not to
mess up my piles of papers. She answered by whipping one of my
pillows at me. I threatened, 'Do that again and I'll put you over
my knee!' so she threw another one.

    I went over to the bed and and we wrestled, though I mostly
tried to get in plenty of body contact. Stacy didn't mind, but
just giggled and fought back. At one point she was about to crawl
away, so I grabbed the waistband on her white panties. I was
really surprised when she didn't stop but just wiggled right out
of them. I was left just holding the silky things when she turned
and attacked me. I was really turned on by this, so I sort of let
her have her way. In no time she was sitting pantyless on my
chest. She pinned my arms to the bed and said, 'I gotcha now!'

    With Stacy sitting on my chest, I let my eyes wander over her
breasts, hovering beneath their veil of silky nylon, not far from
my face, to the hem of her scooped light blue nighty. I could see
soft curls of dark hair below her hem, and feel them tickling my
chest. 

    Stacy smiled down at me for a minute, then leaned down and
lightly kissed me, darting her tongue into my mouth. I clasped
the cheeks of her rear and pulled her forward until my face was
directly under her. Instinctively Stacy lowered her pussy onto my
outstretched tongue and then wiggled back and forth over my
mouth, nose, and chin. 

    She squirmed around, enveloping my rod, wriggling in the most
complex, obscenely imaginable ways. Finally, there was a shout of
lusty joy from Stacy as her rockets ignited and she went off into
orbit. She was shaking with glee, whispering the most delicious
ecstacies in my ear whenever she'd remove her tongue for a
moment. I kept riding her, slowing a bit. Finally, Stacy pushed
gently at my chest. When I rolled sideways, she moaned, and the
most beatific smile lit up her face.

    Slowly, Stacy nestled herself between my legs, moving in for
closer contact. Starting almost at my anus, Stacy gently ran her
tongue up to my balls, mouthing them, and then moving along the
length of my rock-hard prick. A tingling sensation surged
throughout my groin as I fought to hold my upcoming explosion.
Over and over she repeated it, licking me like a long, thick
lollipop.

    Soon my nerves were singing. Minnows of delight darted up my
spine, tingled my neck. And finally the momentous cataclysm
began, the peaks of my feelings, stored up for this moment, and
finally rising like some mighty geyser bursting from the bowels
of the earth. I let out an unalloyed bellow and exploded.