Unlocking the right door

I had just finished my sophomore year of college. I decided to stay there to take a couple of college courses over the summer. I also found a job working for a locksmith company. I primarily went to college in the mornings and was done by noon every day. I typically worked evenings and was on call on weekends. Most of what my job was helping people who got locked out of cars and houses.

One night or early morning, just depends of how you view it. I had gotten a call from a girl who was obviously drunk who was locked out of her apartment. It was just after 1am on a Saturday. I drove over and met Miranda. She was this short 5'4" curly dark hair, glossy brown eyed, slender, tan, very nice toned legs from the short jean skirt she was wearing, and very cute. Miranda smiled while she checked me out. I stood 6 feet, athletic build with blond hair and blue eyes. She blurted out my nice arms as I easily got her into her apartment. Miranda asked me in and offered me something to drink. I was standing at the kitchen counter when she handed me a pop. She got herself a glass of water then she went to her purse to pay me. While she had her back to me asking how often I did this kind of thing, I looked down at her mail and noticed it had a guys name on a water bill. I looked around and noticed her apartment had a guy vibe to it. Miranda paid me and gave me a five dollar tip which was appreciated but I usually got more. She was very chatty and we ended up talking for about thirty minutes.

Miranda asked bluntly if I was in a relationship and I told her I was complicated. She probed deeper and I told her my girlfriend and I were taking a break over summer but had plans to get back together when she came back to college. I then asked Miranda who told me she was single. I knew better but played along. Miranda was very flirtatcous touching my hand and arm as we talked. She laughed at almost everything I said. I was on the clock and wanted to be somewhat professional. I finished my pop and said I better go but before leaving she gave me a hug and her phone number. I went back to my apartment and pondered if I should actually call her back.

I decided to give Miranda a call after talking to a few of my friends. I called her two days after initially meeting her. Miranda answered the phone but asked if we could talk later...I could hear her boyfriend's voice asking who it was. She begged me to give her my number quietly and so I did. Miranda called me back several hours later. She had gotten my answering machine and left a message to call her back but at a different number. I was actually at work when she called. When I heard her message to call her at that number between 8pm and 10pm. I was a little confused when I called and a different girl's voice answered. I asked for Miranda and heard excited laughter. Miranda and I talked for almost an hour before I got a page to help someone get back into their house. Miranda practically begged me to call her back as soon as I got back. I helped the lady who had accidentally locked herself out of her house and went back to my apartment. I did call Miranda and this time she answered the phone. She was forward and asked if she could come over to see me. By now it was just after 11pm. Her friend drove her over. After meeting Miranda and her friend, the friend took off after approving of me. My apartment was a two bedroom place. Nothing special really except, I had turned the second bedroom into a small gym. I showed her the bedroom. It had a queen sized mattress and that was where she saw a picture of me and my girlfriend. Miranda picked it up and gazed at it in silence for an awkward minute or two before speaking. She asked me all sorts of questions. My girlfriend, Melissa, was very attractive, she was tall 5'10" long blonde hair, blue eyes, very lean muscled and athletic, and very tan. I think it actually turned Miranda on the way I casually talked about her. Miranda put the picture down and I was about to ask her about her boyfriend when she jumped me! She sprang up and I caught her in my arms as we began to kiss.

Within moments, we were both naked on my bed. My mind was struggling to process it all. Miranda moved her hands all over me. Her brown eyes sparkled. She didn't hesitate opening her legs and reaching down to guide the tip of my seven inch extra thick cock into her. Miranda was wet and warm as I pushed deeply into her. Her legs began to quiver as I was planting myself firmly into her slender body. She looked so good. I even liked her small perky breasts and flat stomach. Her pussy was trimmed nicely. I enjoyed the way she moaned when I buried every inch I could into her. Miranda's breathing was heavy as our bodies broker into a fine sweat. I was breathing heavier too as I took long slow strokes in and out. It felt so good and I told Miranda. She moaned how big I felt which I liked even if was or wasn't true. I took my hand up under her skinny ass and propped her up as I moved over her more. I pounded down into her. Miranda squealed and jerked pleading for me to not go that deep again. I couldn't control myself and tapped her deeply a few more times until I saw discomfort in her face. I lowered back down and propped myself over her with my arms holding me up as my pelvis mashed up against hers. Miranda asked if I wanted to take her from behind. I gladly pulled out of her dripping wet hole. She rolled over. I liked her slender hourglass body and her tiny ass was so hot. I ran my cock up and down the crack of her cute tan ass. Miranda accused me of teasing and moved one hand back up between her legs. She squeezed my cock hard stating I deserved that as I grunted. She then slipped me back into her. You could hear the slurry sound it made upon reentry. I went slow for a few minutes and then grabbed her hips and began to slap into her. Miranda moaned loudly and if there was anyone passing by my open bedroom window they would surely know what was happening.

I was getting close and began to wonder if I should cum in or on Miranda. It was feeling so good, I slowed down to hold it in. Somehow, Miranda knew! She wiggled away, flipped over and took my cock up to her mouth. She looked up at me and I lost control. I erupted with such force. I held both sides of her head. Miranda chugged as I blew my loads hard. My body jerked and twisted slightly. I grunted three or four times. Tears streamed down her face as she slurped every ounce out of me. My whole body shivered as she just stared at me. She kept sucking sweetly which kept me ejaculating intl her mouth even as I went dry. When she finished, she rubbed my cock in her tiny hands trying to extract more. I really liked how huge my cock looked in her tiny grip. She stuck out her tongue to proved she had swallowed it all. She licked her lips and ran her fingers over her mouth. Miranda complimented me on the taste which was a first. I pulled her up and we kissed. My hands groped her ass and breasts. She wrapped her arms around me. We fell onto our side and kept making out. When we finally stopped, Miranda asked if she could stay the night. I looked at her and we both started laughing knowing the obvious answer. We fell asleep but I was unfortunately wakened by my pager....