The bedroom door flew open with a bang, sunlight spilling across the rumpled sheets as Cleo walked in and lay down on the bed with a gleeful shout. "Brad! Summer break is here—wake up, you lazy thing! We're going to the lake and swimming and—"

Brad shifted quickly, pulling the sheet over his hips to hide the rigid outline of his cock straining against the thin cotton of his boxers. His face flushed with embarrassment as he tried to angle his body away from her view.

"Damn it, Cleo, get off the bed," Brad rasped, voice rough with embarrassment, his hands gripping the sheet tighter to keep it in place. "You need to leave—right now."

Cleo ignored his protests, wiggling closer until she lay fully on the bed with her head resting on his thigh, the warmth of her cheek seeping through the sheet. "Come on, get up," she urged playfully, her breath tickling his skin as the faint scent of her shampoo and sun-warmed skin filled his nostrils, stiffening his cock even more beneath the thin fabric until it throbbed painfully against his belly. Brad hadn't seen Cleo for over a year and in the intervening period she had changed from that goofy annoying little girl that used to hang around to this attractive teen with pretty big tits. Brad groaned, his body betraying him with a fresh surge of heat, the rigid length now pressing insistently upward.

"Look, unless you want to see my morning wood, you'll have to leave while I get changed," he muttered, voice strained. Confusion flickered across her face, glasses slipping slightly down her nose as she tilted her head. "What's morning wood?" she asked, eyes wide with innocent curiosity. She saw the sheet pitching at his groin, showing the huge outline of his erection. Brad sighed deeply, his arousal warring with reluctance. "Guys sometimes wake up with a hard cock. It's not something we can control" he explained, cheeks burning. "Oh," she replied softly, her mind racing as the idea sparked something new inside her—she'd never seen a hard cock, and the thought made her pulse quicken with bold curiosity. "Can I see it? I want to see it."

Brad shook his head, but her insistence won out as she tugged away at the sheet. With a final yank, the sheet came free revealing the thick, veined length of his cock standing proud and heavy, the flushed head glistening. "Wow, it's huge," she whispered, leaning in closer, her warm breath ghosting over the sensitive skin as her small hand reached out tentatively. Brad pulled back but her hands kept reaching forward. "Let me touch it" she insisted. In the end he didn't stop her, curious to see what she would do. His breath hitched as her fingers wrapped around the shaft, exploring the smooth heat and pulsing veins with naïve wonder. She stroked slowly at first, marveling at the way it twitched in her grip. "Why is it so hard, they're not always like this are they. I'm sure I would have noticed if the were". Her innocence was endearing. "When guys get horny, their cocks get hard" he replied.

Cleo was excited by it's size, how the cockhead had hard ridges, and how slimy precum dripped from its tip. Her hands moved faster, her thumb brushing the slick tip, until his hips bucked involuntarily. "You better stop or else I'm going to cum"he croaked. She ignored him, not sure what that meant. The tension built in waves of electric sensation, his cock twitching, his balls tightening until he erupted with a massive cumshot, thick ropes of hot semen spurting across her hand and his stomach in powerful jets. Cleo gasped in shock and delight, eyes sparkling as she watched the creamy release pulse out, her face lighting up with a mix of awe and budding desire at the intimate mess she'd created.

"That was amazing, was that cum?" she whispered, her voice thick with newfound hunger as her fingers dipped into the warm, sticky ropes of cum splattered across his stomach. "Yes, that was cum. If you rub guys cocks too much, we cum like that".

Cleo was horny now, a deep ache blooming between her thighs that made her squirm against the sheets. She lifted her coated finger to her lips and tasted it, tongue swirling around the salty, musky flavor with a soft moan of approval that sent a fresh shiver through Brad. Deciding to clean his cock of the cum, she leaned in eagerly, her breath hot and eager on his softening shaft before her mouth closed around the head. "I want to see it do it again" she giggled. "Us guys can't just get hard whenever we want and cum again straight away" he said.

Clean wasn't deterred and she licked the entire length of Brad's semi-erect member, cleaning each crevice with her tongue. In minutes she felt it growing hard again in her mouth. Soon it was fully erect, the massive head stretching her lips wide as she began her first blowjob, clumsy at first with awkward licks and teeth that made him whimper, but quickly getting the hang of what seemed to give him pleasure as she bobbed her head, saliva mixing with the remnants of his release while her tongue traced the pulsing veins and sensitive underside.

After a few minutes he felt his orgasm building. "You better stop or else I'll cum in your mouth". He pulled his cock back out of her mouth and pushed her back onto the bed, his hands urgent as he removed her nighty, exposing her smooth skin to the morning light. He massaged her round firm tits, concentrating on her nipples with firm pinches and rolls that drew deep groans from her throat, her back arching into his touch as her glasses fogged slightly from her quickening breaths. His cock stood proud, the head engorged and purple with arousal. He placed his shaft between her tits, thrusting in a steady rhythm that pumped the thick length along her cleavage. For minutes he titfucked her, the swollen knob nudging against her neck before occasionally slipping between her parted lips for a wet suck, her hands pressing her breasts tighter around him. The sight and feel of his massive cock thrusting between her soft flesh inflamed her in way she had never felt before. Her pussy throbbed untouched and dripping, leaving her confused by what she should do to culminate the sensation. Then he came, blasting cum over her face and glasses, tits and neck, hot spurts painting her skin in creamy streaks that made her gasp and smile through the mess, her body humming with shared heat and the thrill of their forbidden exploration.

Brad's breathing was still ragged as he shifted lower on the bed, his hands sliding down her trembling thighs to push them apart. "Your turn" he sighed. The musky scent of her arousal hit him hard, her virgin pussy glistening with slick wetness that had soaked through her thin panties earlier, now fully exposed as he tugged them aside. He lowered his mouth without hesitation, tongue dragging in a slow, deliberate stroke from her dripping entrance up to the swollen bud of her clit, tasting her sweet, tangy essence for the first time. Cleo gasped sharply, her cum-smeared fingers clutching at the sheets as his tongue circled and flicked with focused intensity, lips sealing around her sensitive nub to suck gently while two fingers teased her tight opening without pushing inside yet.

Her moans built quickly, starting soft and breathy before escalating into desperate cries as the pleasure mounted in relentless waves. Brad's tongue worked her relentlessly, lapping at her folds, thrusting shallowly into her clenching pussy, and alternating with firm sucks on her clit that made her hips buck wildly against his face. "Oh god, Brad—it's too much, I can't—" she whimpered, but her body betrayed her, thighs clamping around his head as the tension coiled tighter in her core. The orgasm crashed over her suddenly and violently, her back arching off the bed as she screamed his name, a powerful gush of clear fluid erupting from her pulsing pussy to soak his chin and the sheets beneath them in hot, rhythmic squirts. Her voice broke into raw, shuddering screams of ecstasy, glasses slipping askew as her entire body convulsed, the intensity leaving her sobbing with overwhelming pleasure, every nerve alight and trembling in the aftermath while fresh waves of her release continued to pulse against his tongue.

By now he was hard again, his cock throbbing insistently against the sheets as her scent and the taste of her release lingered on his tongue. "Can I put him in you" he asked. She nodded, eager to experience more. He gently rolled her onto her front, her body pliant and quivering from the aftershocks, and lifted her hips until she was on her knees, ass raised and presented to him. Positioning his huge cock head against her slick labia, he eased forward slowly, the thick crown stretching her virgin pussy for the first time with a deliberate push that made her gasp into the pillow. She was so wet, her juices coating him generously, that he was able to fit inside her inch by inch, her tight walls yielding around his girth with a hot, gripping embrace that drew a low groan from his throat.

He proceeded to fuck her doggy style, one hand reaching beneath to pinch and roll her nipples while the other massaged her swollen clit in firm, circling strokes. Each thrust buried him deeper, the wet slap of skin echoing through the sunlit room as her body rocked forward, her glasses fogging further and her moans building into frantic cries. She pushed back against him, eager to feel her entire tunnel filled by his massive cock. She never imagined that anything could feel like this. In minutes she orgasmed again, the walls of her pussy clamping hard on his cock in rhythmic pulses that milked him desperately, her thighs shaking as fresh wetness flooded around his shaft. Conscious they weren't using protection, he withdrew at the last moment, pressing his slick cock between her ass cheeks and sliding back and forth along the cleft until he blew his load up her back in thick, pulsing ropes that painted her spine and lower back in hot, sticky streaks, his hips jerking with the force of it.

Summer Awakening: Forbidden Heat