I knew I was in trouble when she noticed me. Almost any time we
passed each other, going to classes or the dining hall, she was oblivious
to my presence. But this time, as I saw her outside the dorm, she flashed
a grin that looked positively evil.
Late that night, I had forgotten all about it while watching Star Trek
in the lounge with some friends. She came in the door, looked around, and
sat down on a couch far from the TV. You wouldn't think, seeing her in
her plaid flannel shirt and her loos fitting jeans, but I knew that underneath
was a fine looking woman. She had long, black, wavy hair, and deep brown
eyes. Short and curvy, but through her baggy clothing you wouldn't know it.
She didn't look at me when she sat, but I knew I was in for a long night.
Star Trek ended, and my friends suspected things and nobody waited up
for Letterman.
I sat down next to her, and was treated to a rare smile that was warm
but painful to look at all the same. We talked a lot, but didn't say
anything that meant something. Eventually, as I knew she would, she
invited me into her room, on the pretence of seeing how she'd re-arranged
things.
Her room was small, but single-occupancy rooms were uncommon in the
residence halls. I made up my mind, right then, that we wouldn't do anything.
Isn't there supposed to be something else in a relationship? Whatever
happened to dating and being a couple? All she wanted was my body, and I
decided, for the millionth time, that she wasn't going to get it. And I knew,
for the millionth-minus-one time that she would anyway.
We talked about mutual friends, and classes, and she told me that I really
should do my homework. She'd been telling me that since high school. I
haven't listened to her yet.
Then she told me how tense her back was, and I knew the talking was over.
I rubbed her shoulders, and along her spine, and down to the bottom of her
shirt, my hands went under her shirt and up along her back against her smooth
skin. I rubbed every part of her back, along her spine, and out to her sides.
When my hands we half way around her sides, she lifted up her body in a way
that seemed to scream at me to feel her breasts. She was not wearing a bra,
and her large breasts felt wonderful in my hands, even as she turned her
head so that I could kiss her. I almost wanted to leave. Almost.
I kissed her as she turned towards me, I lifted off her shirt, breaking
the kiss for a moment. She took the moment to jerk my shirt over my head,
so that nothing would hamper our embrace.
I took her into my arms, her breasts pressing against my chest, her
stomach firm and flat against me. I kissed her neck.
She backed off a bit, then began to fumble with my belt. I don't think
she liked my belt, but she soon got it free and started in on my button fly.
I slid one hand down the back of her pants, feeling her smooth, firm butt,
while I unzipped her with the other hand. I sucked on her tongue while I
kicked off my shoes and socks.
She had my hard dick in her hand as I pulled her pants off, her shoes
were already gone. We rolled over a bit and I licked her right nipple while
she pulled off my pants. That being done, she grabbed my head and pulled my
face into her breast. I thought I might suffocate, but at this point I really
did not care.
I slid my hand down her hot stomach, and she shivered as my fingers ran
through her pubic hair. Her hand squeezed my cock while I sucked on her neck.
I felt her slicken as my fingers explored her hot cunt. She let go of my
dick and kissed me with a vengeance. I nibbled on her earlobe, making her
moan. My hand came away from her wet, and she ground against me as she
sucked on my neck. I slid my cock along her cunt, feeling how warm and wet
and slick she was. If only I could put it in..... but I forced that thought
down, there are good reasons not to. She held me tight against her, and with
a shudder, she said 'Oh, I want you!', as she spread her legs wide.
I didn't need more encouragement, as all reason fled my brain. I backed
down, and with a shudder sank my dick deep inside her. Warm. Slick.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and I heard her say 'Oh, Dan!'
and I slid through her, pushing in and sliding out, hot and wet. I rocked
into her as she writhed under me, and as I kissed her, she sucked my tongue
into her mouth. I moaned as I slid into her harder and she sucked on my
tongue so hard my lower teeth were cutting into it and I fucked and she
sucked and it felt so hot and slick and wet and the pain in my mouth burnt
as knives tore into my back and I faster felt her moist heat and pain in my
back and on my mouth and faster slick warm pain beat wet hot harder sharp and
she convulsively arched her back and dug her nails and ate my tongue and...
PANIC!!!!!!!!
I pulled myself out of her, in time to mess up her sheets. I tasted blood
in my mouth and my penis felt cold and I held her.
After we caught our breathes, she looked at me with those irresistible
brown eyes of hers, and said 'You are wonderful'. I knew what she didn't
say and why. I smiled and kissed her, feeling empty.
Several hours later, I tried not to wake up my roommate, who would be
getting up soon and make enough noise to wake me up. I lay there, in my bed,
and all I could think about was the emptiness.
When I woke up, on time for lunch if not my early classes, I could still
feel the stickiness and I thought 'Oh, god. Not Again!'
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