This is a story loosely based on my experiences in college. Loose enough that this could be called fiction. Obviously names and dates have been changed. All characters mentioned in sexual references are 18 years of age or older. I hope you love my characters. Enjoy!
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Later in the week
Jennifer felt rushed. She knew she was late for class as she hurried out of the shower. She looked at the shelves in her bathroom and they were empty. She was annoyed. They always kept extra towels on the shelf and her clothes weren’t in the bathroom with her.
She groaned and reached for the door handle. Jennifer was confused when she saw Angelica kissing Jayson goodbye as she left.
“Hey, Jennifer. Aren’t you running late?” Angelica asked before leaving the dorm room and heading down the hallway.
‘Angelica had class much earlier than I do. So why is she just now leaving?’
“Well, good morning to you,” Jayson said, turning around after closing the door. Jennifer’s eyes raked over his toned, bronze, chiseled chest before they fell to Jayson’s dick swinging between his legs. “I’m enjoying the view just as much as you are.”
Jennifer remembered she was completely naked and dripping wet.
“Don’t try and cover up now,” Jayson said, moving closer as Jennifer tried to put her hands over both her pussy and her tits.
She was rooted on the spot as Jayson reached for her pussy. He briskly moved her hand out of the way and pressed into her clit. Jennifer felt her knees bend as Jayson pressed his body against hers.
He put his fingers to her chin and pulled her face toward his. Pulling his hand from her wet clit and squeezing her ass, he kissed her. His hard dick pressed against her abdomen.
Jennifer found herself moaning and forcing her tongue into Jayson’s mouth. He broke the kiss and grabbed her wrist. He spun her around and before she knew it, her tits were pressed against the bathroom door.
She heard Jayson growl into her ear as he licked up the side of her neck. At the same time, Jennifer felt his fingers probing between her thighs. Jennifer closed her eyes as her legs parted.
Jayson was prodding Jennifer’s clit while also spreading her asscheeks from behind.
“I think your fatass is sexy as fuck,” Jayson whispered, as Jennifer felt a cockhead poking at her pussyhole from behind. “Oh yeah, Jennifer.”
She felt her lips spread and Jayson moaned her name.
“Oh Jennifer,” he moaned as more of his cock slid into her. “Mmmm Jennifer. Wake up, Jennifer.”
Jennifer opened her eyes. Jayson was standing over her, shaking her awake. Jennifer flinched and pulled the blankets up around her neck. She was naked under the blanket and her pussy was tingling.
“Sorry, you were really out,” Jayson said, backing up staring down at her. “Your alarm been going off for like twenty minutes.”
Jennifer sat up, holding the blanket close to her chest. She looked at the clock and realized she was late.
“Shit! I need to get dressed,” she said, as Jayson sat back on Angelica’s empty bed. Jennifer raised her eyebrows at him. “You mind?”
“Oh yeah. Sorry,” Jayson said. He spun around and sat Indian-style facing the wall.
Jennifer hesitated then got out of bed and sprinted to the bathroom. She thought she saw Jayson’s head turn and could’ve sworn she heard Jayson mutter under his breath.
“Sexy ass.”
* * *
David was trying not to moan out loud. He was pretty sure Paisley was awake. She was wrapped in her blankets facing the wall. He was in Christa’s bed with his dick deep down his girlfriend’s throat.
He had woken up with Christa hard at work under the covers. She softly sucked him to life while he slept and once she knew he was awake, Christa slowly sank her head lower, swallowing his entire cock.
As David stifled his groan with his arm, he looked at Paisley’s bed. She shuffled, but stayed under the blankets. Christa slowly dragged her lips up and down David’s shaft, repeatedly sinking all the way to his balls. Her lips made a quiet slurping noise around David’s cock. Again, David’s eyes shot to Paisley, but she hadn’t moved. David’s fingers curled into his girlfriend’s red hair.
Knowing Paisley was feet away while he got his dick sucked had his release pushing forward. He did not warn Christa. She was deep in concentration when she felt David’s cock twitch between her lips. David emitted the smallest of grunts as he fired his cum into Christa’s mouth.
David thrust harder into Christa’s face just as another shot entered her throat, making Christa gag. Paisley’s angry face appeared from under her blankets.
“You guys could at least try to have decency,” Paisley said. David had never gotten a good look at her but now, naked in Christa’s bed, he was able to take in her small pretty face. Her blonde hair curtained around her face. It was abnormally neat, for having just gotten out of bed.
David was staring into Paisley’s angry hazel eyes when his dick squirted its final drop into Christa’s mouth.
“Maybe wait until you are alone?” Paisley said, as Christa pulled her head from under the blankets.
“And waste the morning wood? No ma’am,” Christa said.
“Gross,” Paisley said, grabbing her nightgown off the edge of the bedpost. She threw her nightgown over her shorts and tank top, covering her petite frame.
‘I don’t know why she covers up that bony body,’ Christa thought, as Paisley made her way to the bathroom. ‘Not like she’s got anything under there to hide.’
David was also wondering why she covered up. He wished she hadn’t. Christa looked up at her boyfriend, with a bit of David’s semen under her lips.
“What kind of self-respecting college girl thinks morning wood is gross?” she asked.
“Um…you still have a bit of…” David gestured at his own face. Christa wiped David’s cum off her chin and sat up.
“She’s going to have to get used to sex in this room if she’s going to stay all year,” Christa said. “I have sex when I need it.”
“Yeah…Especially if Jayson’s around.”
David realized too late he’d spoken out loud. He looked at Christa whose smiling expression had vanished. Her light brown eyes had narrowed into a frown.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
David recoiled slightly, as Christa’s voice dropped its playful tone. Pushing off his legs, Christa sat up.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked again, her voice raising a bit.
“Well, I mean you did kind of….let him…”
“Let him…..?”
“You know…”
Just then, Paisley came out of the bathroom and went back to her bed. She got under the covers and went back to her phone. Christa looked back at David.
“Well…?” she whispered.
“We could…talk about this later,” David whispered, glancing at Paisley’s bed.
“But you said it just now,” Christa said.
“Okay fine,” David whispered back. “You let Jayson have sex with you.”
“Let Jayson have sex with me?”
“You just let him do whatever he wanted.”
Christa’s face reddened. She struggled to keep her voice at a whisper.
“Yeah….and so did you.”
David’s mouth hung open. He was nonplussed. That was not what he was expecting to hear.
“I mean you just sat there and watched,” Christa whispered. “Did you have a problem with that?”
“I….I mean…I…guess,” David stammered under his breath.
“See? Look at you,” Christa said, her whisper getting a bit louder. “If you have a problem with someone or something. Speak up. Probably before someone else’s dick is in me.”
David looked over at Paisley’s bed again.
“I guess I just kind of froze up….but I didn’t want that to happen,” David stammered.
“You sure? You didn’t freeze up on the dancefloor when you were tonguing down Angelica, did you?”
David flushed red.
“So what? You needed some payback or something?” David asked, scoffing. “Sorry I was really drunk and kissed the girl who you asked to come. You didn’t have to fuck someone about it.”
“I didn’t fuck Jayson because of what you did,” Christa whispered loudly, getting out of bed. Her big boobs bounced around as she jerked her head at David. “Unlike you, Jayson just took what he wanted. Angelica was right there, maybe you should’ve done something about that.”
David glanced at Paisley’s bed. She was by now trying her best to pretend she couldn’t hear every word.
“And quit looking at Paisley,” Christa said. “No one cares what she thinks. Fuck her!”
With that, Christa went to the bathroom and slammed the door. After a few seconds David grabbed some shorts, stood up but found the bathroom door locked. David’s phone was dead and his charger was in the bathroom. He and Paisley spent the next hour in awkward silence as she laid in bed.
* * * * * * *
It was a hot day and Ash was wandering alone through the woods.
Today her professor had taken them through the Bent Twig Trails in order to capture photos of nature in action. Cheyenne said that she’d always allow her students a certain amount of freedom, as certain creativities can’t be stifled by boundaries.
So Ash’s classmates were scattered through the woods, with instructions to return to campus in an hour and a half. She was dressed comfortably in a gray t-shirt and jeans.
After wandering alone through the woods she came upon an old wooden structure in the brush. It looked like an old wheelbarrow of sorts that had been abandoned ages ago. However, it wasn’t the wooden structure that got her attention but the pale red bird perched atop it.
As she raised her camera she realized the bird was female and was watching a male cardinal in a nearby tree. The male was twisting its body and flapping its wings while the female looked on.
As Ash moved closer she stepped on some twigs and spooked the birds. The female flew up and into a nearby tree.
“You’re going to have to be a bit stealthier than that.”
Ash spun around and her professor was walking up the path. While Professor Cheyenne usually dressed business casual, today she was wearing a white t-shirt, jean shorts with hiking boots. Her camera was around her neck. Cheyenne’s dirty blonde hair matched Ash’s jet black hair in length and curls.
“Yeah, I was trying to get them both in the frame but…” Ash shrugged as Cheyenne joined her in the grass. “I should move back to the path for a better-”
“Stay,” Cheyenne said, halting Ash by placing a hand on Ash’s hip. “If you are gonna take photos of animals, you have to show patience.”
Cheyenne turned Ash’s body so she was facing the wooden structure.
“Oh,” said Ash, registering Cheynne’s hand placement. “So we need to outsmart nature? I don’t really know the formula yet for taking the perfect shot”
“There is no ‘perfect shot.’ Photography isn’t rocket science,” Cheyenne chuckled. ” If anything, it’s chemistry.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Ash looked over her shoulder at her professor. Cheyenne’s eyes were on the cardinals, but her hand was still on Ash’s hip.
“Take her, for instance,” Cheyenne said, nodding at the birds. “It’s late in the mating season and there isn’t a large cardinal population.”
As she spoke, they watched the female cardinal fly back to her perch on the wood. Cheyenne lowered her voice.
“So you may have spooked her, but it’s going to take more than that to….quell her needs.”
Cheyenne moved closer behind Ash, without making a sound. Ash shivered and felt her body tingle and didn’t know why.
“So…you are saying she’s a horny duckling?” Ash asked, chuckling to herself.
“You could say that. We should sink lower and out of sight,” Cheyenne whispered into Ash’s ear. “Come down to your knee.”
She placed her other hand on Ash’s hip and pulled her student lower.
“Slowly…” Cheyenne whispered, squatting down behind her, as Ash dropped to one knee. Her heart was pounding. She now had a great angle to frame both birds in one shot.
Cheyenne’s right hand traced up Ash’s ribs and sideboob until she reached Ash’s arm. Ash’s breathing quickened.
Under the guise of helping Ash move her camera into position, Cheyenne’s hand ran over Ash’s bare arm. Cheyenne could see the goosebumps form on Ash’s smooth skin, as she raised the camera to her face.
“As most of the boys on campus have yet to learn,” Cheyenne said softly into Ash’s ear. “It only takes a bit of patience and the right opportunity, in order to get what you really want.”
With Ash’s camera in position, Cheyenne’s hand traveled back down her arm and rested on the side of Ash’s right boob. The male bird flew down to join the female on the wood.
“Take the shot,” Cheyenne whispered, her left hand tightening on Ash’s hip. Ash snapped the photo.
“Again,” Cheyenne whispered. Ash snapped again. Cheyenne’s right hand was slowly rubbing Ash’s tit. “Again.”
Ash was snapping away. Cheyenne and Ash stayed low to the ground watching the bird’s mating dance. Ash’s breathing was intense. She took shot after shot while Cheyenne rubbed her boobs through her shirt.
Ash was so lost in her passion, she barely registered the birds mating and snapped out of it when Cheyenne pinched her nipple through her shirt.
“Oh!” Ash said, startling the birds aways.
As the birds flew off, Ash realized Cheyenne had released her and stood up. She also realized her pussy was tingling and her nipples were hard. Her heart was still pounding as she stood.
“You’re a natural Ash,” Cheyenne said as they made their way back to the path. She was acting as though it was completely normal to have just groped one of her students.
“Thanks,” she said. “I…uh….suppose it was thanks to you?”
“Don’t short change yourself. You’re the one who spotted the bird. I just put you in the best position. I’m good at that,” Cheyenne winked at her student. “I’m going to try and get some shots of my own. Can’t wait to see the photos you turn in.”
Cheyenne hiked back up the trail, as Ash turned and continued down the way she was going.
‘What the hell was that about?’ she thought, as she looked at the photos she took.
“Damn,” she said to herself, scrolling through the camera.
They were really good pictures.
* * * *
“I guess it’s just me and you,” Tristan said to Erica after Ara and Burt declined celebratory mid-day drinks.
“Guess so,” Erica said. “Man, we did so freakin good.”
They were nearing the dorms when Erica remembered she’d packed her own post-debate celebration.
“Ooooh. Wanna smoke before we go in?”
“Smoke?” Tristan said. “Like…cigs?”
“Ew, no,” Erica said. She slyly pulled out a small bowl with a lid from her purse and showed Tristan.
“Oh, I didn’t know you smoked weed,” Tristan said.
“Aw what’s the matter? You don’t?” Erica said, tilting her head to the side. Her thick braids swayed in the breeze. As they had presentations today, Erica had forgone her usual provocative clothing for a more-professional short-sleeved blouse and tight business slacks.
After he hesitated, Erica grabbed his wrist and they made their way around the back of the building. Tristan’s eyes stayed on Erica’s shapely booty in her pants. The dorms sat near the edge of campus and behind the building was mostly forest area and few picnic tables. Most students avoided the area and it was deserted behind Ruston Hall.
They sat at one of the rickety tables and Erica passed Tristan the bowl.
“So what do I…?” Tristan said smiling.
“Oh, you really never smoked before?” Erica said.
“No, no I have,” Tristan said. “My brothers made me try it.”
“Oh, good,” Erica said, passing him a lighter.
“When I was nine,” he said.
“What the fuck!?” Erica said. “Why?
“I don’t know. They were like 14 or 15 and they thought I should try,” Tristan chuckled.
“Annnd, how’d that go?” Erica asked.
“Pretty sure I passed out,” Tristan laughed.
“Oh my gosh, well don’t pass out this time,” Erica said leaning forward with the lighter. Tristan inhaled on the end of the pipe, while Erica lit the bowl. “Keep sucking.”
Tristan and Erica locked eyes and each smirked as Tristan began coughing like mad.
“And don’t even think about making a joke about that,” Erica said.
“Wouldn’t… dream……. of it,” Tristan said between coughs.
Erica helped him through two more bowls before they both headed into Tristan’s dorm room. Before he found the drinks, Tristan decided he should change shirts. Erica wasn’t going to stop him as he took off his shirt, revealing his fantastic body.
* * *
Darin was casually heading to class. He had plenty of time and even stopped to get breakfast before heading to the Engineering building. He was strolling down the sidewalk when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a group of students hanging out by a truck; a light blue Ford Explorer.
He continued down the sidewalk, glancing over at the truck. The students seemed to be dispersing. He kept walking, but couldn’t resist a look back and that was when he saw her.
Her rear end was poking out from the passenger door as she rummaged inside the backseat of her truck. She was wearing shorts with frayed edges. Darin would recognize Kaci’s ass anywhere. Without even realizing, Darin had changed directions and was walking toward Kaci’s truck with his eyes on her rear end.
She stood up straight and slammed the door closed just as Darin reached the SUV.
“Hey,” Darin called.
“Oh, hey you,” Kaci said when she whipped her blonde hair around to see who it was. Kaci was wearing a black tank top that read “Kinda Sweet Mostly Sour.”
“What you doin?” Darin asked.
“Trying to figure out if any of the candles I bought are gonna melt in this car,” she said, pointing her thumb back at her Explorer. “Should be okay for an hour. What? Are you running late, as usual?”
“Always. Headed to the EB.”
“Well, hop in. I’ll give you a lift,” Kaci said.
As they rode to the Engineering Building, Darin couldn’t help but feel a little bit guilty. It was one thing to be caught naked in your room, and succumb to the moment. But here he was making an unnecessary effort to ride with Kaci. He wasn’t even running late.
‘Well, it’s just a ride to class,’ he thought as they pulled into the parking spot.
Kaci leaned over to reach into the bag between Darin’s legs. She put her hand on Darin’s knee and Darin felt his dick come to life.
“How much time you got?” Kaci asked.
Darin looked at the clock on the dashboard. He still had fifteen minutes until class.
“Aw man. Kaci sounds great but I don’t think I wanna smoke before class. It’s a big lecture and–”
“Who said anything about smoking?” Kaci said, as she sat up and put on some chapstick.
Darin froze. With his eyes wide, he didn’t move a muscle as Kaci reached across the console and undid his pants.
* * * * *
Shannon and Jennifer were looking for some bikes in the workout center. Jennifer was glad when Shannon said she’d join her. Her wrist cast was off but she still had it wrapped by the nurse. She was also glad to not need Angelica as a workout partner.
Jennifer was wearing black leggings and a black sports bra. Shannon was in baggy sweats with a sports bra under a tank top. Even then, her big tits drew the eyes of every guy (and some girls) as they got onto their exercise bikes. After a few minutes of riding, Jennifer waved at someone. Following her eyes, Shannon saw a big hunky black guy by the equipment counter.
“So that’s the Anton you told me about,” Shannon teased. “Every day since you met him.”
“I haven’t talked about him that much,” Jennifer said as she sat up straight on her bike.
“It’s lucky Anton was even there. If it wasn’t for Anton. Anton said go easy on it,” Shannon teased.
“Shut. Up,” Jennifer said.
“Go easy on his dick, why don’t cha,” Shannon said loudly.
“Oh my gosh, he’s coming over. Behave,” Jennifer said.
“Hey Jennifer,” Anton said, walking up in a tank and workout shorts. “How’s your wrist?”
“It’s fine. Trying not to use it that much,” Jennifer said. “This is my friend, Shannon.”
“Charmed,” she said, holding out her hand like a maiden. Anton shook it awkwardly over the bike-handlebars.
“So, I hope this friend of yours is nicer than your friend from the other day.”
“Yeah, that was my roommate,” Jennifer said. “I’m kinda stuck with her.”
“Oh, then you won’t mind if I say I thought she was kinda rude to you,” Anton laughed.
“No,” Shannon butted it. “She wouldn’t mind if you called her a rude, stuck-up, know-it-all, bitch. I know I have.”
“I thought it was just me,” Anton chuckled.
“I haven’t even met her,” Shannon said. “Just from what Jennifer told me.”
Anton laughed.
“Well you take care of my girl Jennifer here. Don’t let her overdo it,” he said as he strolled off.
“Mmm, hmmmhmmmm,” Shannon hummed as Jennifer went back to biking at full speed. “Someone’s got the hots for you.”
“I know. I don’t even know why,” Jennifer said.
“What do you mean? He’s after that booty, you’re so desperate to work off,” Shannon said.
“Oh stop it. You’re way prettier than me. If anything he’ll be back for you.”
“First of all. I’m not waaaay prettier than anyone,” Shannon said. “I got big boobs and I’ll have back problems by fifty.”
Jennifer chuckled.
“You’re a sexy hot piece of ass,” Shannon assured Jennifer, causing a few people to look their way. “Annnd he’s already made headway with you. He’s not gonna change tact now.”
“You talk like you got the ‘catch a man playbook,'” Jennifer said.
“Guys are simple minded creatures,” Shannon said flatly, before changing her posture and mimicking a hoarse caveman voice. “Hungry. Food. Sleep. Now Horny. Need Vagina. Now. Sleep.”
They laughed together before Shannon continued.
“You should take him to your dorm and ride him instead of that bike. Really.”
“It’s not that simple. I have a boyfriend first of all.”
“Oh right. I keep forgetting. You’re betrothed.”
“Betrothed? We aren’t betrothed,” she chuckled. “Just dating.”
“What dorm does he stay in?”
“He doesn’t stay on campus.”
“Oh, does he got a house? Please tell me you aren’t dating a townie.”
“No, he goes to ISU.”
“ISU? Where’s that?”
“Terre Haute.”
“Terre Haute? Bitch, you’re single,” Shannon said.
Jennifer scoffed.
“Take muscle boy over there back to your dorm and make old….what’d you call her? Jello?”
“Gelly!” Jennifer said, laughed so hard she had to stop pedaling. “Not Jello. That cracked me up.”
“Well Jelly. Jello. Whatever you call her. Bring Anton to your dorm and make old Smuckers jealous.”
Jennifer couldn’t stop laughing.
“She’s…always under Jayson anyway. Won’t even notice.”
“Oh, yeah. The other black guy that won’t stop hitting on you.”
“I know. What’s up with that? Black guys never paid any attention to me before.”
“So you gunna steal her man? That’d piss her off. I will say, it’s weird that she just leaves him in your room, knowing he’s hitting on you.”
“Well he never really does anything around her,’ Jennifer said, before thinking. “Except…..”
“Except?”
“Well there was that day he grabbed my ass,” Jennifer said.
“Oh well, is that all?” Shannon said. “Talk about mixed signals. What’d he do? One of those ‘Oops I didn’t see you there’ type things. He brushed past you real quick?”
“No….it was a full grope and jiggle,” Jennifer said, smiling a bit. “And he said…”
Jennifer found herself blushing.
“What did he say?”
She hesitated.
“He said….He thought my fatass was sexy,” Jenifer said quietly.
“Whoa,” Shannon said. “Jen.”
“Yeah….sexy as fuck…he actually said.”
“Geez. He’s turning me on and I ain’t even seen him.”
* * * *
Kaci was teasing Darin’s cockhead with her full lips. They were sitting in a row of parking outside the engineering building. Darin was gripping the armrest on the door with one hand and the hem of Kaci’s top with the other. Kaci was leaning across the center of her truck, with her head in his lap.
Darin had a clear view of the front door of the building, but his eyes were going in and out of focus. Kaci was driving him crazy with her teasing. Now she was twisting her tongue around the tip of Darin’s hard penis, holding the base in place.
Kaci smiled inwardly, as Darin shivered. She knew if she could keep him on edge until his class started, she could convince him to do whatever she wanted. Very slowly, she snaked her tongue down Darin’s dick, past his head and down his shaft, before engulfing him entirely.
“Holy…fffffuuuuck,” Darin whispered, while Kaci held him in her warm mouth. She trailed up his cock just as slowly, leaving him coated in her saliva. She went back to teasing his cockhead, first with her lips, then her tongue. She did this until she felt him shiver. Then she’d drop her head, snaking her tongue around his dick again.
At least five cars cruised by looking for spots and Darin watched student after student head into the building, while he got head in Kaci’s truck.
He could feel an orgasm coming. He elected not to tell Kaci. He needed to cum so he could get to class. Kaci was shrewd and more than skilled at giving head. So she slowly pulled off Darin’s dick, causing his climax to ebb away.
“What’re you doing?” Darin groaned, as he looked down at Kaci. She gave a grin, flashed her bright blue eyes at Darin, before returning to his cock. She used the same technique. Teasing him with her lips and tongue. Slowly sinking down his dick. A few minutes into that and Darin was shivering while pumping his dick into Kaci’s face.
Again Kaci managed to pop off of his cock, just in time to stall Darin’s impending climax.
“Kaci….” Darin groaned again.
“I’ve got to go,” Kaci said, sitting up but continuing to jack Darin’s hard cock.
“Huh?” Darin said softly. “What do you mean?”
“I need to get to my dorm,” Kaci said. Her eyes flashed at Darin before she turned her attention to the road. “We can finish there.”
Kaci started up the truck, still stroking Darin.
“I really should be getting to class though,” Darin said quietly, as Kaci pulled out of the parking lot. He sat in silence with Kaci jacking his dick, as she steered with one hand.
His brain stayed foggy, as Kaci tucked his dick into his pants and got him out of the car. Darin barely noticed that they were heading into Governors’ Hall and wouldn’t remember Kaci stopping briefly to talk to her friend Bridgette.
When Kaci’s dorm room door was snapped closed, he was surprised to find himself on Kaci’s bed with his shoes off and Kaci’s curvy body climbing atop his.
* * * *
“I think…. it was us two….that were the best combo,” Tristan said, slurring his words just a bit. “Burt and Ara were great. But youuuu. I really believed you were a gun nut.”
“The only other group that came close were those environmental lesbos,” Erica said hiccuping.
“Environmental lesbos?”
The two were sitting in the loveseat. They had completely lost track of time while drinking and laughing at the other students’ inept presentations.
“Yeah. The four girls all talking about polar bears and ice caps. They were good.”
“They were really good. I just don’t think you can refer to them as environment lesbos,” Tristan said laughing.
“Well, I don’t know their names,” Erica said after finishing her third cup. “What am I supposed to call them?”
“I just feel like environmental lesbos isn’t it,” Tristan laughed. “That’s like one step away from Butch Bimbos.”
Erica died laughing while pushing on Tristan. Eventually the two were leaning against each other while they drank, with Tristan’s free hand on her juicy thigh.
“The professor really liked our shit too,” Erica said, lazily as Tristan rubbed her legs through her tight pants. “You could tell he was really listening to our argument. Did you see him?”
“Mmmmm, I was watching you,” Tristan said.
“Me?”
“You were so in control, and you like, flip a switch,” Tristan said, as he continued rubbing up Erica’s leg. “When you are in front of the class, you’re different.”
“Gotta switch that code on em,” Erica said, her legs parting ever so slightly as Tristan’s hand reached her inner thigh. Erica’s eyes were closed. She was still thinking about her flawless execution in class, when she heard a soft moan escape her own lips.
He swore he could feel the heat from her pussy on his fingertips, when there was a knock at the suite door. Erica snapped out of her trance. Tristan groaned as he stood and answered the door.
“Bridgette?”
“Hey, Trist,” said a cute white girl, who strolled in whipping her long dark hair. “You think I could use-.”
She stopped and looked down her short nose at Erica still seated on the loveseat.
“Oh, sorry. Didn’t know you were…..tutoring…? ”
Erica scoffed.
“That’s….not what this is,” Tristan said.
“Well, call me when you’re done with….whatever this is,” she said, her brow furrowing at Erica as she left.
“Sorry,” Tristan said. “That was— oh you leaving?”
Erica was packing up her things.
“Yeah, I need to get back. Darin’ll be getting out of class soon.”
Tristan’s spirits fell as Erica headed to the door.
“Oh…okay…”
“Thanks for…the drinks,” Erica said.
“Yeah, no problem,” Tristan said. “Sorry about Bridgette. She doesn’t know anything.”
“Clearly,” Erica said as she left.
Erica took her time heading down the hall. She moseyed down the stairs and in her slightly drunken state the cooler evening air felt good. She needed a shower but felt like taking a stroll around campus. She felt horrible for letting things go as far as she had with Tristan.
She also felt like she had been pretty hard on Darin since the frat party. She resolved herself to be more pleasant around her boyfriend.
‘When he gets out of class, I’mma make up for being a bitch this week,’ Erica thought. ‘He still had another hour.’
* * *
Kaci shoved her boobs in Darin’s face as she straddled him in her bed.
“Ummphmm,” Darin growled before inhaling into Kaci’s cleavage. He didn’t know which was softer. The pillows under his head or the two boobs bouncing in his face.
Kaci’s skin smelled like flowers. Her long blonde hair draped around Darin’s face as she humped against his groin. Darin ran his hands through her hair and she dropped her head and kissed him.
They moaned into each other’s mouths as Kaci frantically undid Darin’s belt. Darin was clawing at the hem of Kaci’s top. She succeeded in undoing his belt while on top of him and allowed him to take off her tank top and bra at the same time.
As she raised her arms, Kaci’s bra clip got caught in her hair and they giggled trying to free Kaci from her clothing. Kaci’s tits bounced in front of Darin’s face and he couldn’t resist stuffing his face.
As Kaci dropped her bra to the floor, Darin was mauling her breasts. Kaci’s arousal was reaching near-urgent levels. Her breathing was growing ragged and she was dry-humping him again. Darin, sensing her needs, wrapped his arms around Kaci and flipped her onto her back.
Darin sat up and admired Kaci’s figure, as he unzipped her shorts. Her hair was sprawled around her head. Her fiery-blue eyes flickered as she pitched her own pink nipples. Her hips raised so Darin could pull off her shorts. She was wearing bright pink panties that Darin promptly yanked off and discarded along with her shorts.
He now had his first good look at Kaci’s pink pussy. She had thin, bald pussy lips that parted early, making her labia and swollen clit easily visible. Darin couldn’t wait any longer.
Kaci sucked in air through her teeth, as Darin gave her what she’d been waiting for. He leaned forward, wrapped his hands around Kaci’s soft thighs and fluttered his tongue across her clit.
She closed her eyes, lost in the endorphins flowing through her body. She continued playing with her nipples with one hand, while running her other hand through Darin’s hair. Her body squirmed at Darin’s touch and she started twisting her hips, pushing her pussy against Darin’s mouth.
Darin couldn’t get enough. He dragged his tongue all around and inside Kaci’s pussy lips. She was bald except for the tiniest tuft of hair just above her vagina. Darin ran his hands up Kaci’s smooth stomach. He pushed Kaci’s hand away and squeezed her tits while he ate her out.
When he clamped his mouth around Kaci’s clit, it became too much.
“Ahgggruuhhahh!” Kaci screamed.
Her head tossed back and forwarth, as her climax rocked her. Her whole body clenched and her thighs squeezed against Darin’s head. Her pussy convulsed in Darin’s mouth and he felt her pussy squirt a bit against his lips.
“Ohhh,” Kaci moaned, pushing Darin’s head away.
Darin sat up, wiping his mouth on his shirt. As Kaci regained her bearings, she looked down and saw Darin’s pants unzipped and his boxers bulging. She sat up slowly, her boobs swaying.
“Come here,” she said, as she turned Darin to lay on his back.
She ran her hands under his shirt, lightly scratching at his abdomen while Darin lifted the shirt over his head. Kaci leaned forward and kissed down his stomach. Darin could feel her tits pressed against his groin. Her hand clawed under Darin’s boxers and he lifted his waist allowing her to pull his pants and underwear down together. Kaci’s eyes bulged when Darin’s cock sprang free.
She took her time, torturing Darin with her refined techniques. Darin watched her for as long as he could, until the pleasure forced him to close his eyes.
“Oh my god, that feels so good,” Darin whispered toward the ceiling. Kaci smiled as she circled his dick with her tongue, then engulfed his entire shaft.
It took only a few minutes and Darin’s knees were trembling. Darin prayed Kaci wouldn’t tease him and for once she didn’t let up. Kaci closed her eyes while she sucked Darin until he was grunting and filling her mouth.
She gagged a bit, but for the most part Kaci just sucked and swallowed until Darin’s head fell back against Kaci’s purple pillows. Kaci sat up with a grin on her face and her eyes twinkling.
Darin felt the bed shifting. His eyes opened to see Kaci pulling his pants off his feet. He moved to sit up, but Kaci was on him in a flash.
“Don’t you move,” she said, straddling Darin and shoving her boobs back into face.
As Darin’s head fell back against the pillows, Kaci reached between her legs and grabbed Darin’s dick. She rubbed his leaking cockhead against her slit, while Darin sucked her nipples.
Kaci exhaled deeply, lost in the pleasurable sensations. While Darin drove her crazy with his efforts on her boobs (he was now squeezing licking and sucking all over her big tits), she was able to tease herself with his dick, flicking her clit and running his cockhead just along the inside of her pussy lips.
Kaci felt his dick growing harder in her hands. She lined him up with her pussy and lowered herself onto his dick. At the same time she lowered her face to Darin’s and put her lips on his.
They kissed deeply as Kaci sank down into Darin’s lap. She wiggled her hips, feeling Darin’s throbbing cock inside her. They began to hump against each other slowly at first, with Kaci savoring the feeling of Darin’s hard cock stretching her walls.
Darin ran his hands down Kaci’s back. He squeezed her plumb booty as it rose and fell. He could hear Kaci emitting seductive squeaks of pleasure as she picked up speed. He kept his hand on her ass as he thrusted upward, matching her rhythm.
Kaci’s thighs smacked against Darin’s as she bounced enthusiastically. She groaned loudly as she slammed herself down on Darin’s cock again and again. For the first time, Darin felt like Kaci was fucking him and not the other way around. He loved it.
He was glad he’d come earlier. He wasn’t sure how long he would’ve lasted with Kaci’s tits bouncing in his face and her warm pussy slamming over his dick. Eventually Kaci slowed.
Darin could see Kaci’s face starting to sweat. Her mouth hung open, breathing deeply as she rocked her hips on top of him. Her usually neat hair was windswept and her eyes were glossy. Darin thought she looked so sexy. Taking control he lifted Kaci off his dick.
“Lay down,” he told her, even though she was already scooting into position on her back and opening her legs.
He brought his dick up to her pink pussy lips and plunged into her without hesitation.
“Ahh!….gawd!” Kaci moaned when Darin bottomed out inside her. She crossed her legs behind his back as he gave her long, deep strokes. Darin supported his weight on his elbows, but eventually dropped his head and bathed his face in Kaci’s long blonde hair.
Kaci was gripping his back as she was fucked. Her nails were digging into Darin’s skin, as she held on for dear life. Darin was thrashing her white body with his chest mashed against hers. Her pussy was creaming all over his cock, as she bucked her hips to meet Darin’s thrusts.
To Kaci’s relief, Darin finally slowed. Catching his breath as he held deep inside Kaci.
After a few moments, Kaci pushed Darin up. He pulled his dick from her body and sat back breathing deeply and watched Kaci.
“I want it…..from the back,” Kaci said, twisting her body onto all fours.
Darin stared longingly. He almost groaned out loud, watching Kaci raise her round ass and expose her slick pussy to him. He wasted no time. Making sure his dick was still wet, he gripped Kaci’s ass and pushed into her.
“Awwhhhhgh,” Kaci whimpered, as Darin dove deeper into her. Kaci’s back was arched and she was resting her face on her arms, relishing in the strong forceful strokes she was receiving.
Darin was in heaven as he watched Kaci’s rosey-white ass ripple each time he pounded into her. He marveled watching her pink pussy lips repeatedly swallow his dick. Kaci began emitting tiny squeals of pleasure into her pillow and he didn’t let up.
She was biting at her pillow. Her hands were gripping her bedsheets and another climax was fast approaching. She closed her eyes, praying Darin wouldn’t stop. But he was too engulfed in his own enjoyment. He fucked Kaci relentlessly until he was jarred out of his blissful stupor by Kaci’s orgasmic moans.
“Ahgggruuhhahh!” Kaci screamed into the pillows. Her body went limp and her pussy convulsed around Darin’s cock. Her reactions sent Darin over the edge. He kept pumping into her pussy, even as she slumped onto the bed. After thrashing Kaci’s limp body for a few more seconds, he finally unloaded into her.
Kaci groaned her satisfaction in feeling Darin’s warm gush of cum. Her body shuddered, still recovering from her orgasm. Darin was holding his dick deep inside her as he came to his senses.
He eventually relaxed and came down to rest next to Kaci, his dick sliding out of her slick pussy, making her moan a bit.
For a while it was silent but for their breathing. Kaci was exhausted, but completely content with her pussy dripping in cum from Erica’s boyfriend. Darin’s mind was blank.
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Author’s Note:
Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed the adventures of these horny teens. Please vote and comment. Thanks to my Beta Readers. Feedback is greatly appreciated. Stay tuned for more antics from across the hall.