I had arrived in town the day before, to visit an old college buddy, Brent, and his wife Shelly. This afternoon, Shelly had to meet a client at the hair salon she and her husband ran.

Brent and I were going to meet Heather, a friend of theirs, as they were trying to hook me up with her on this trip. Heather met us at the door in her bathrobe. She was about my height, with gorgeous brown eyes, and sexy brown hair pulled up in a clip on top of her head, as if she had just stepped out of the tub. "Damn! If we had just been a little earlier, " I thought. She invited us in, and we sat in her den visiting for a while. As we sat there, I kept glancing at Heather's silky hair, wishing I could feel it sliding through my fingers, and around my firm thingy. As a matter of fact, I think Heather may have noticed the bulge in my shorts, as she appeared to look away quickly several times as I would look at her. As we sat talking, Heather would shift in her chair, and her robe would fall open a little more, exposing more and more of her thighs. She made no attempt to adjust it, and it was almost open to the point where I could tell if she had anything on under it, when Brent said he had some errands to run. Heather suggested I stay at her place for the afternoon, as we were all meeting at Brent and Shelly's for a party that evening. I was not complaining! Heather was making me hot, and who knew what might develop, given a little time. As she closed the door behind Brent, she said, "Come on back, and we can get to know each other while I get ready." "Oh boy!", I thought. I might get a chance to glimpse a tit or maybe more as she was changing! It was hard to tell with her terry bathrobe, but it looked like she might have small tits, my favorite! She led me through her bedroom, into her bathroom. As I came through the door, I saw the tub, filled with what looked like milk! Heather went into her closet, and told me to make myself comfortable.

I sat on the side of the tub, and almost fell in when she came out of her closet, sans bathrobe! "I was just getting ready to take my bath when you got here. Maybe you can help me, if you don't mind." "Mind?" I thought. My length was already straining against my shorts, seeing her small, firm breasts and cleanly shaven softness before me. "I use powdered milk in the tub, which has no cream, so I usually rub myself down with cream before climbing in. Would you like to help?" As she said this, she held out a container of whipping cream. "How do I do this?", I stammered. "Either pour some into your hand, and rub it on, or you can pour a little on me and rub it in. The main thing is to not miss any spots." As she said this, she gave me a sly smile, and a wink. I kicked off my sandles, and we stepped into the shower, so if any dripped from her body, it would not make a mess.

I stood behind her, and poured some cream along her shoulders. As it began to run dow her back, I began to rub it in. I continued this, all down her back, until I reached her soft place. I thought, "I want both hands here, " so I poured some into my hand, and set the container on the shower shelf. I rubbed my hands together, and then over the soft curves of her soft place. I poured a little more at the top of her crack, and massaged it up and down, covering her sensitive place.

I quickly finished the back of her legs, because I wanted to begin working on the front! Again, I poured some along her shoulders, and watched it flow down to her breasts, and off of her perky nipples. I couldn't resist. Seeing the cream drip from her breasts, I had to have a taste. "May I?" I asked. "Be my guest, but don't eat it all." I gently toyed one nipple, then the other.

I didn't see how they could become any more erect, but they did! I then took an entire breast in my mouth, and flicked the nipple with my tongue.

Heather began to moan softly, and run her fingers through my hair. I continued sucking her breasts for awhile, but then decided better things lay ahead. I poured more cream on her breasts, and rubbed it in.

It was hard in more ways than one to leave it there.

I coated her belly, and quickly rubbed cream on the front of her legs, leaving the best for last. "You missed a spot!" she teased. "Not for long." I filled my hand with cream as she spread her legs, inviting me into her private pleasure zone. Her softness was already moist from the inside, and looked inviting as I placed my cream-filled hand against it, and began to rub.

I moved my hand back and forth, rubbing her personal place with each upstroke. Heather arched her back, and began breathing more rapidly.

I poured more cream on her softness, and began to work it inside with my fingers. Faster and faster her breathing became, as faster and faster my hand moved. "You can toy that out, if you want, " she gasped between breaths. I didn't have to be asked twice. I replaced my fingers with my tongue, and the blend of cream with her softness juices was heavenly! I began flicking my tongue against her personal place, and occasionally buried it deep in her softness. She grabbed my head, and pressed my face tight against her crotch.

She began bucking back and forth against my face, and her softness exploded with a flood of cum, all over my face. After cleaning her softness as well as I could with my tongue, I stood up.

As I stood, she turned, and picked up another container of cream she already had in the shower. "Would you like to try my skin treatment?", she asked. "Were you expecting me?", I asked.

"I thought you and Brent would never get here. Shelly told me about your unorthodox conditioning treatment, so I thought if I shared my skin treatment with you, you would share your hair treatment with me." Boy, this was turning out to be so much better than I would ever have imagined! She slowly unbuttoned my shirt, as I continued to massage her breasts. As she threw my shirt out of the shower, onto the floor, she rubbed her hand over the bulge in my shorts, making it even larger. She then knelt, and unfastened my shorts. Pulling them down with my boxers, my length sprang free, right in front of her beautiful face. She gave me a quick toy on the end of my length, cleaning the pre-cum that had oozed out. I stepped out of my shorts, and Heather threw them in the pile with my shirt.

Heather then took the cream, and emptied it all on the top of my head. As it ran through my hair and down my face onto my body, she pushed her body against mine, spreading the cream with her whole body, and massaging the cream on my head all through my hair. Feeling her breasts against my chest, her softness against my thingy, and her fingers running through my creamy hair, just made my length that much harder. My length was between her legs, rubbing all along her slit, as she ground against my body. After a few minutes of her unique method of spreading the cream, she knelt again in front of me, and began sucking my length in earnest.

I removed the clip from her hair, allowing it to fall free.

I began running my hands through her shoulder-length, shiney, soft hair, anxious to cover it with my special 'conditioner'. But, first I wanted to feel her lovely softness wrapped tightly around my length.

Feeling her warm, moist mouth around my thingy, and her sensual, soft hair between my fingers brought me to the brink of extacsy. I pulled out before I came, as I had a use for all my cum later.

While I had the chance, I had to feel her hair against my thingy.

I laid my length on top of her head, and wrapped her hair around it.

Holding her hair around my length, I began to move back and forth, playing her hair. It felt better than I had anticipated.

I could have done that forever, except for one thing. I had to stop, as I didn't want to cum yet. Heather stepped out of the shower, andinto the milk-filled tub, motioning for me to get behind her. I sat down, the white liquid covering my body, and Heather sat against me, forcing my prick tight against her soft place. This girl seemed intent on making me cum. She leaned back against me, and I took the bath gel and lathered up her chest and belly. Gently squeezing her nipples between my fingers as I massaged her breasts brought slight moans from her sensuous lips.

She leaned forward, and I washed her back.

She stood and faced me, presenting me a lovely view of her milk-drenched softness. I worked up a lather, massaging it well into her cunt.

I cupped my hands, and filled them with milk, rinsing the soap from between her legs. She turned around and bent over, pressing her soft place against my face.

I took the hint, and began eating her softness from behind. With one hand, I began massaging her breast, and the other was busy on her personal place. She began rocking against my face, and it was not long before I was rewarded with another rush of juices from her softness, as she came for the second time. Heather then sat back down in front of me, and slid beneath the milk, wetting her hair. As she came up, I almost came, seeing her brown hair covered in milk. I found the shampoo, and began washing her hair. The consistency of the milk with the shampoo created a sensous feel, almost as great as the feel of massaging cum into hair. Heather moved behind me, and began soaping up my body. She spent a little extra time washing my length, but that was quite alright by me! She sat on the back of the tub, and rested my head against her softness. She then poured handfulls of milk on my head, and began shampooing my hair. I don't know which felt better, the sensation of Heather massaging my head with her fingers, or with her softness. They both felt great! Well, it was finally time to rinse off, and give Heather what she had been wanting from me -- a 'creme' rinse.

We moved to the shower, and rinsed the milk and shampoo off of each other. Heather dropped, and began giving me head again. She would suck on my thingy as she pulled it from her mouth, making a 'popping' sound with each stroke.

All the time, I was stroking her hair, anxious to feel my cum all through it.

I didn't think it right for me to be having all the fun, so I raised her to her feet, and bent her over. I was finally going to feel her softness enveloping my length! I rubbed the head of my length up and down her slit.

She pushed back against me, forcing my rock-hard rod into her moist cunt.

Doggy style has always been one of my favorites. I started pumping her, my balls slapping her soft place. I found her personal place with one of my hands, and began rubbing round and round. She began thrusting, faster and faster, and I knew she was close to her third climax of the day. I felt her muscles contracting on my length, and thought "Why not?" I pulled my length from her warmth, and continued frigging her personal place as I moved my head between her legs. This was her best orgasm yet, and her cum virtually sprayed from her softness, all over my hair! What a hot sensation! Now it was her turn. She turned around, and fell to her knees. Taking my length, which was covered with her juices, into her mouth, she began to deep-throat me, driving me to the brink of a climax. I withdrew from her mouth, and began stroking my length back and forth through her shiney, wet hair. She placed her hands on top of my thingy, pressing it against the top of her head, and increasing my pleasure, as I played her head. I felt my knees go weak, and the warm rush of adrenalin throughout my body as my length began to pulse, delivering its load all over her beautiful brown hair. It just kept coming. I have always produced at least twice as much cum as any guy I had ever seen, and Heather was enjoying every bit of it. As my length gave up the last of its cum, I began to massage the 'conditioner' all through her hair. I usually just leave it on my hair overnight, but Heather wanted to 'wear' it to the party later. I had no problem with that, as I would just get hard everytime I would look at her cum-shined hair. I decided to leave her cum on my hair, as well. We got out of the shower, dried each other off, and spent a half-hour kissing and petting, before we dressed for the party. As we were leaving, Heather asked me to grab a bag out of the refrigerator. I looked inside, and saw bananas, whipped cream, chocolate syrup and cherries.

"Are we having banana splits tonight?", I asked.

"In a way, " she answered, with that same sly smile and wink I saw earlier. This was apparently going to be a party I would enjoy! As she opened the door, the sunlight fell on her hair, and I thought how beautiful her hair looked, dressed with my cum...