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Although classes were slated to start on the third, I got back to school on the evening of January the first. I had barely dropped off my bags when Ashley texted me.
back yet
y
I’m hungry
come over
Fifteen minutes later Ashley arrived wearing jeans which emphasized her ass and a tight T-shirt without a bra.
“Hey, you’re sure looking good. Come on in.”
“Thanks. I just threw this on, nothing special,” she said.
“Then it must be the package and not the wrapping that makes it so nice.”
“Oh, you schmoozer, you. Keep talking like that and you’ll go places.”
“You mentioned hunger. How about I treat at the little Korean place down on the Ave?”
“Sure, great. Love their food.”
We walked over there and had a nice little meal and, on the way back, she wrapped her hand around my upper arm and leaned towards me. I responded by wrapping my arm around her shoulders.
“That’s better,” she said. “You know, I kinda missed you over the holidays.”
“Yeah? Well, me too. Say, have any plans for tomorrow?”
“Funny you should ask, but yes, I do. I plan on waking up next to you and having my way with you.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Now, in order to wake up next to you, I have to go to sleep with you tonight. My roomie won’t be back for another day, if you catch my drift.”
“I gather you’re inviting me over tonight.”
“P-chem boy’s pretty smart. Need anything from your place?”
I paused a few seconds before I asked, “Will I be needing any protection?”
“Probably, but I happen to have some at my place. Come on,” she said as she pulled my hand and led me towards her apartment. Once we were there, she got a bottle of wine and poured a generous amount into two glasses.
“White, I see,” I said. “So, Cheers!”
“Yeah, Cheers.” She drank a few sips before she laid her cards on the table. “Kyle, it might be romantic to slowly seduce each other and play those little games, but I’m going to come out and say that I like you, I’m horny and I want you. Interested?”
“Well, yeah. I guess I’ve never met someone who was so direct about it.”
“You have now,” she laughed. “Let’s get more comfortable, as they say.” She took another swallow of wine and pulled me close. Our lips neared and just as mine were an inch from hers, I paused and whispered, “Sure?”
“Oh, yeah,” she sighed as she scooted over a bit more and closed the tiny gap. Her lips were soft and sweet. They teased and nibbled, her tongue probed gently and her hands gently rubbed up and down my back. I reached around her and gently hugged and stroked her back. It seemed like our kissing went on for a long time, but I certainly was in no rush, after all, she had promised a night of fun. After a while she came up for air and whispered in my ear, “You kiss pretty well, know it?”
“Thanks. The kissee is a major part of the equation, however.”
“I am? Does that equation work for the screwee as well?”
“I guess we’ll just have to see,” I responded.
“Then grab the rest of the wine and follow me.” She led me back to her bedroom which had a nice queen mattress right on the floor. The walls had a few posters and a small desk in the corner had a stack of books and her laptop.
“You are certainly a minimalist when it comes to décor,” I teased.
“Hey, now, I like to spend my time doing other things, like this…”
I was pulled over on the bed and she crawled on top. Her lips came down to mine and we kissed again, her soft nibbles stimulating me more and more. At one point she stretched her neck and I raised up and kissed her behind the ear. She shivered a bit but kept her neck bared for me. I took the cue and continued to kiss and gently nibble her ear and neck while she showed her appreciation with soft murmurs and deepening breathing. I had gently worked my way down to right above her collar bone when she murmured, “You’re driving me crazy, know that?”
“Mmm-hmm,” I responded as I slipped my hand up and started to slowly pull her T-shirt up from around her waist. Once it was at breast level she pulled back and raised her hands over her head.
“I’ll bet you five dollars you can’t pull this off without staring at my boobs,” she chuckled.
“Not gonna take that bet.”
“Well, quit talking and get busy.”
I pulled the shirt all the way off of her and she sat there, back straight, breasts out and staring at me. Her breasts were beautiful. They were moderate in size and fit her frame wonderfully. They stood proud without sag, her areolas were tiny, flattened cones and her nipples were beaded up and begging to be touched. I slowly reached to one and gently stroked it and lightly rolled it between my thumb and index finger to her sighs of satisfaction. I resumed kissing her neck to her vocal frustration.
“You can kiss them, you know.”
“Mmm, but I want to kiss your neck and maybe later I’ll pay them attention.”
“You’re a big tease…”
“Yep,” I answered as I continued to kiss slowly down her chest. About half way to her left nipple she grabbed my head and pushed it down several inches until my lips were at the nipple.
“Now, dammit.”
I took the hint and slowly licked up and down, then around the nipple before I pulled it into my mouth and sucked gently. I could sense a faint, musky taste as I felt the nipple bead up on my tongue. I repeatedly licked, sucked and kissed as I teased the right side with my fingers. I could tell she enjoyed the sucking motion so I concentrated on it for the next few minutes.