It was a cool and breezy day on campus, and she was glad that she had decided on jeans and a
hoodie over the original outfit of a light dress and leggings. She was excited to meet her friend since
they hadn’t seen each other in a very long time and quickly found a parking spot in the garage close
to where he was meeting her. After she parked she checked her make-up in her mirror and finger
combed her short dark red hair back into place before getting out of the car.
She looked up and smiled as she saw a young man leaning against the half wall near the elevator.
He was 5’10’’ to her 5’2’’ and still thin with those wide shoulders that she remembered so fondly. His
black hair was still shaggy and long, so she knew his mother hadn’t nagged him about cutting it
short again. She called his name and he turned, his back straightening and he pushed his glasses
up higher on his nose. His slow smile made her grin back and she gave him a huge hug. His scent
was still intoxicating and she fought the urge to go to her tip toes and nibble his neck. She needed
to be a good girl damnit.
They exchanged pleasantries and walked around the campus as they talked. It was nice, to sit
and talk to him, and hear him open up to her again after years of not speaking. Eventually, the
weather started to get too chilly, so they retreated to the campus library, and made their way to
the second floor. He was a graduate student, and a TA, so he got the added perk of being able
to access separate offices and study areas in the library that allowed them to talk in a full voice
instead of a hushed whisper.
Once inside, she put her bag down, looking around the room. Two walls were lined with low couches,
with desks on the wall near the door and floor to ceiling windows filling the final wall. The blinds
were half lowered to shield the room from the Florida sun that peeked from the clouds from
time to time. She sat down on the couch farthest from the door, tucking her feet under her as she
faced him. They traded childlike pokes and jabs, her quick hands reaching out to try to pinch his
nipples, his faces making her cackle even as he batted her hand away.
After a while she felt her back twinge and she moved to the other end of the couch so she could crack
her back, slowly sliding off the couch and whimpering as her back cracked in several places. She
looked up at him and smiled as he tried to conceal the hunger in his eyes that her little noises made.
“What’s the matter?” She asked, arching her back and pressing her shoulders against the edge one
more time, gasping at one last pop released a stubborn kink between her shoulders. He shook his
head.
“Nothing,” he denied, but she grinned at him before turning around to face him, conveniently
positioned between his legs. His eyes widened as she placed her hands on his thighs, the muscles
tensing under her palms.
“Liar,” she purred, sliding her hands up his track pants, looking pointedly down at his crotch. She
grinned as he muttered something incoherent and tried pushing her hands away. She let him and
she stood up with a little bounce and sat on the couch next to him.
“Forgot about those noises?” She teased, poking his shoulder.
“Kinda,” he replied, looking at her with a small smile. She smiled at him and ran her nails down his
arm, watching him shudder in pleasure.
“You’re making it very hard,” he hissed out as his long fingers raked over the fabric of the couch.
“Oh I know,” she interrupted in a lewd tone, and he barked out a laugh.
“That too, but not what I meant.”
“I know,” she got up from her seat and straddled his lap, slowly sinking onto his legs. “But do we
really want to behave right now?”
“Roz,” he groaned, his head leaning back as she wiggled slightly over the growing bulge in his pants.
“Hmmm?? Oh,” she smiled innocently and ground down onto his cock, which was straining against
the confines of his pants. “It seems like you have a really big problem here.”
“Fucking slut,” He growled, his hips lifting slightly. She whimpered.
“Do we really have to be good?” She whined softly, running her fingers through his hair before pulling
his head back and nibbling at his lower lip. “Because I really don’t want to right now.”
With a growl, his hands went to her hips and he pressed her harder onto his crotch and she keened
softly, letting go of his hair and digging her nails into his shoulders, meeting his thrusts.
“Wait, fuck, wait,” she panted and pushed away from him, her knees wobbly as she stood and walked
over to the door, locking it quickly. “There, now things can get interesting.”
She watched him stand from the couch and he strode over to her, gripping her wrists behind her back
in one hand and the other tilting her head up. Her mouth opened in a moan and he brutally kissed
her, his teeth and tongue offering no mercy as he practically devoured her.
Her knees started to buckle and he stopped, letting her go and they made their way back to the
couches. He sat and watched as she stipped off her hoodie and shirt as he removed his.
“Stupid goddamn jeans,” she muttered, and he laughed, stroking himself through his pants.
“Fuck you,” she muttered and as revenge, turned away so that he got the full view of her ass as she
pulled the denim down to reveal a bright red thong. She smiled in satisfaction at his pained groan,
turning to watch him slide his pants down. She went to her knees and slowly licked his length,
a wicked look on her face as she heard his breath come out in one quick rush.
“Oh I’m just getting started boyo.” She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock before
taking him in her mouth, sucking hard. One hand pressed down on his hip to stop him from choking
her as she felt him shift up to meet her mouth. She hummed around him and lightly dragged her
teeth over his sensitive flesh, closing one hand around his cock and pumping it while she bobbed
her head rapidly.
He panted and moaned over her, and when she looked up and met his eyes, the look of lust was
pure, raw and nearly feral. She moaned around his cock as she felt her cunt twinge almost painfully
with need.
“You keep doing that,” he groaned as she bobbed over his head, sucking hard. “I’m going to come all
over your face.”
“Well we can’t have that now can we?” She said with a sassy smirk, and she turned around, pulled
her thong to one side and eased herself onto his cock. He was as thick and long as she
remembered, and she bit her lip to keep herself from shouting in pleasure as she took him in
completely. His hands slid up her body and she leaned back into him, moaning as he reached under
her bra to pinch and tug her nipples. Torturously slow he began to move inside of her, slipping nearly
out before driving back upwards, rubbing along her g-spot almost every time.
“Gods, please just fuck me,” she whispered, pressing down onto him.
“You’ve been teasing me you slut,” her growled, nipping her earlobe. “I’m going to tease you back.”
She mewled and sat up away from him, bracing herself on the low table in front of them and
lifted herself off of him until she nearly lost him before rolling her hips backwards and she slammed
back down onto him. She laughed as he slapped her ass, the smack reverberating slightly in the
room. “Is that all you go-” she couldn’t finish the sentence as he started to piston her, his grip on her
hips sure to leave bruises.
Her knees started to burn so she stood shakily to climb back onto the couch, bending over
and wagging her ass at him. He smirked and came up behind her and slid home with a grunt. She
pushed up on the back of the couch so when he started to move again, each stroke went right over
her g-spot and she started biting her upper arms to keep from screaming. With one hard thrust went
over it just right, she cried out as she came, her girl cum dripping down her quaking legs.
“Please, please don’t stop.”
And he didn’t, he rammed her over and over again, making her cum more; soon her arms were nearly
covered in bite marks. His pants became more and more strained and she managed to get upright
once more. He wrapped one arm around her chest as his other hand reached down to flick her clit.
“I’m going to fill you with my cum you slut,” his breath was hot in her ear as he snarled at her.
“Fill you up and leave you dripping my hot jizz.”
She moaned as his fingers rubbed her faster and faster, his steady rhythm becoming more erratic
as he neared his completion. He muffled his shout as he bit her neck and buried his cock inside of her.
She could feel him pulsing as he came, and she clenched around him coming hard as well.
Slowly they disengaged, limbs splayed every which way as they both caught their breath.
“Goddamn,” she huffed, sitting up and attempted to put her tousled hair back into place. He nodded
in agreement and they both gingery retrieved their discarded clothes before getting dressed again.
As they returned to her car she turned and grinned at him. “Well, they’re not going to be able to get
the smell of THAT out of the room for a while.”
hoodie over the original outfit of a light dress and leggings. She was excited to meet her friend since
they hadn’t seen each other in a very long time and quickly found a parking spot in the garage close
to where he was meeting her. After she parked she checked her make-up in her mirror and finger
combed her short dark red hair back into place before getting out of the car.
She looked up and smiled as she saw a young man leaning against the half wall near the elevator.
He was 5’10’’ to her 5’2’’ and still thin with those wide shoulders that she remembered so fondly. His
black hair was still shaggy and long, so she knew his mother hadn’t nagged him about cutting it
short again. She called his name and he turned, his back straightening and he pushed his glasses
up higher on his nose. His slow smile made her grin back and she gave him a huge hug. His scent
was still intoxicating and she fought the urge to go to her tip toes and nibble his neck. She needed
to be a good girl damnit.
They exchanged pleasantries and walked around the campus as they talked. It was nice, to sit
and talk to him, and hear him open up to her again after years of not speaking. Eventually, the
weather started to get too chilly, so they retreated to the campus library, and made their way to
the second floor. He was a graduate student, and a TA, so he got the added perk of being able
to access separate offices and study areas in the library that allowed them to talk in a full voice
instead of a hushed whisper.
Once inside, she put her bag down, looking around the room. Two walls were lined with low couches,
with desks on the wall near the door and floor to ceiling windows filling the final wall. The blinds
were half lowered to shield the room from the Florida sun that peeked from the clouds from
time to time. She sat down on the couch farthest from the door, tucking her feet under her as she
faced him. They traded childlike pokes and jabs, her quick hands reaching out to try to pinch his
nipples, his faces making her cackle even as he batted her hand away.
After a while she felt her back twinge and she moved to the other end of the couch so she could crack
her back, slowly sliding off the couch and whimpering as her back cracked in several places. She
looked up at him and smiled as he tried to conceal the hunger in his eyes that her little noises made.
“What’s the matter?” She asked, arching her back and pressing her shoulders against the edge one
more time, gasping at one last pop released a stubborn kink between her shoulders. He shook his
head.
“Nothing,” he denied, but she grinned at him before turning around to face him, conveniently
positioned between his legs. His eyes widened as she placed her hands on his thighs, the muscles
tensing under her palms.
“Liar,” she purred, sliding her hands up his track pants, looking pointedly down at his crotch. She
grinned as he muttered something incoherent and tried pushing her hands away. She let him and
she stood up with a little bounce and sat on the couch next to him.
“Forgot about those noises?” She teased, poking his shoulder.
“Kinda,” he replied, looking at her with a small smile. She smiled at him and ran her nails down his
arm, watching him shudder in pleasure.
“You’re making it very hard,” he hissed out as his long fingers raked over the fabric of the couch.
“Oh I know,” she interrupted in a lewd tone, and he barked out a laugh.
“That too, but not what I meant.”
“I know,” she got up from her seat and straddled his lap, slowly sinking onto his legs. “But do we
really want to behave right now?”
“Roz,” he groaned, his head leaning back as she wiggled slightly over the growing bulge in his pants.
“Hmmm?? Oh,” she smiled innocently and ground down onto his cock, which was straining against
the confines of his pants. “It seems like you have a really big problem here.”
“Fucking slut,” He growled, his hips lifting slightly. She whimpered.
“Do we really have to be good?” She whined softly, running her fingers through his hair before pulling
his head back and nibbling at his lower lip. “Because I really don’t want to right now.”
With a growl, his hands went to her hips and he pressed her harder onto his crotch and she keened
softly, letting go of his hair and digging her nails into his shoulders, meeting his thrusts.
“Wait, fuck, wait,” she panted and pushed away from him, her knees wobbly as she stood and walked
over to the door, locking it quickly. “There, now things can get interesting.”
She watched him stand from the couch and he strode over to her, gripping her wrists behind her back
in one hand and the other tilting her head up. Her mouth opened in a moan and he brutally kissed
her, his teeth and tongue offering no mercy as he practically devoured her.
Her knees started to buckle and he stopped, letting her go and they made their way back to the
couches. He sat and watched as she stipped off her hoodie and shirt as he removed his.
“Stupid goddamn jeans,” she muttered, and he laughed, stroking himself through his pants.
“Fuck you,” she muttered and as revenge, turned away so that he got the full view of her ass as she
pulled the denim down to reveal a bright red thong. She smiled in satisfaction at his pained groan,
turning to watch him slide his pants down. She went to her knees and slowly licked his length,
a wicked look on her face as she heard his breath come out in one quick rush.
“Oh I’m just getting started boyo.” She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock before
taking him in her mouth, sucking hard. One hand pressed down on his hip to stop him from choking
her as she felt him shift up to meet her mouth. She hummed around him and lightly dragged her
teeth over his sensitive flesh, closing one hand around his cock and pumping it while she bobbed
her head rapidly.
He panted and moaned over her, and when she looked up and met his eyes, the look of lust was
pure, raw and nearly feral. She moaned around his cock as she felt her cunt twinge almost painfully
with need.
“You keep doing that,” he groaned as she bobbed over his head, sucking hard. “I’m going to come all
over your face.”
“Well we can’t have that now can we?” She said with a sassy smirk, and she turned around, pulled
her thong to one side and eased herself onto his cock. He was as thick and long as she
remembered, and she bit her lip to keep herself from shouting in pleasure as she took him in
completely. His hands slid up her body and she leaned back into him, moaning as he reached under
her bra to pinch and tug her nipples. Torturously slow he began to move inside of her, slipping nearly
out before driving back upwards, rubbing along her g-spot almost every time.
“Gods, please just fuck me,” she whispered, pressing down onto him.
“You’ve been teasing me you slut,” her growled, nipping her earlobe. “I’m going to tease you back.”
She mewled and sat up away from him, bracing herself on the low table in front of them and
lifted herself off of him until she nearly lost him before rolling her hips backwards and she slammed
back down onto him. She laughed as he slapped her ass, the smack reverberating slightly in the
room. “Is that all you go-” she couldn’t finish the sentence as he started to piston her, his grip on her
hips sure to leave bruises.
Her knees started to burn so she stood shakily to climb back onto the couch, bending over
and wagging her ass at him. He smirked and came up behind her and slid home with a grunt. She
pushed up on the back of the couch so when he started to move again, each stroke went right over
her g-spot and she started biting her upper arms to keep from screaming. With one hard thrust went
over it just right, she cried out as she came, her girl cum dripping down her quaking legs.
“Please, please don’t stop.”
And he didn’t, he rammed her over and over again, making her cum more; soon her arms were nearly
covered in bite marks. His pants became more and more strained and she managed to get upright
once more. He wrapped one arm around her chest as his other hand reached down to flick her clit.
“I’m going to fill you with my cum you slut,” his breath was hot in her ear as he snarled at her.
“Fill you up and leave you dripping my hot jizz.”
She moaned as his fingers rubbed her faster and faster, his steady rhythm becoming more erratic
as he neared his completion. He muffled his shout as he bit her neck and buried his cock inside of her.
She could feel him pulsing as he came, and she clenched around him coming hard as well.
Slowly they disengaged, limbs splayed every which way as they both caught their breath.
“Goddamn,” she huffed, sitting up and attempted to put her tousled hair back into place. He nodded
in agreement and they both gingery retrieved their discarded clothes before getting dressed again.
As they returned to her car she turned and grinned at him. “Well, they’re not going to be able to get
the smell of THAT out of the room for a while.”
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