"Come with me" you say, holding out your hand.
Her eyes rove over your body as she shoves her books back into her backpack, and notices the bulge as your penis swells in anticipation of some action with this girl. "I can see why you're in such a hurry!" She slips her fingers into yours and you pull her to her feet, her huge breasts bouncing appealingly. She seems content to hold your hand as you lead her out of the lounge and into the atrium of the student building. You catch 's eye and wink with a grin. follows you at a distance as you head up the stairs to the next level. You slow down at the top so that won't lose you in the crowd of students walking past, and smile at the girl again, squeezing her hand.
"My name's , by the way."
"I know," she says, pushing a lock of her straight dark hair behind her ear, "We've met before. I'm Sheila, remember? You're in my Tuesday-Thursday econ class. I've been trying to get your attention for a while now." Puzzled, you frown at her. You're sure if you'd met this gorgeous creature before, you would have been jacking off to fantasies of her at night. She smiles, dimples appearing in her cheeks, and explains "I got LASIK over spring break." Sheila lowers her shoulder so that her backpack swings down and around, squeezing her massive breasts together as she releases your hand to unzip her bag and pull out a small case. From this she removes a pair of large tortoise shell glasses which she balances on her nose. "You remember me now?"
Maybe... "Oh, yeah. You sit in the back row, right? You look...wow, you look great." She sets her backpack on the carpeted floor at her feet. "Thanks. I bought myself a bunch of new clothes over the break, too." Sheila gestures at her tits pressing against the fabric of the one-size-too-small pink tanktop, and as she does so she takes your hand again, pulling you closer to rest your palm on her waist and left hip, pleasantly curved under the white denim shorts riding high on her long, tanned legs. The girl you remember as nondescript and quiet in the back of a boring class has been transformed into a dream of summer. "That must have been some spring break!" "Yeah," Sheila says, looking up at you with your hand on her hip. She tilts her head to the side and smiles, reaching up to touch your hair. "But it's good to back at school again, now."
, waiting a few feet away, circles her hands in a 'come on, she's asking for it you idiot' motion. You take Sheila's glasses off and hand them to her. She bends over to put them back in the case and pick up her backpack, and you are treated to the view of the deep cleft between her gorgeous tits, with no sign of any tan line. Your cock is totally stiff now; you grab her hand and yank her along with you before she finishes zipping her backpack all the way closed.
Up here on the second floor, there's some meeting rooms and administrative offices, but any of those could be in use right now. You lead her down a hall and through a door to the staff area. You've worked as a volunteer for student services this term, so you're very familiar and no one gives you a second glance. You look back at , waiting at the door. She can't follow you because it would be obvious to Sheila, but you indicate with your eyes where you're going, and she nods and trots back toward the stairs.
You pull Sheila along, and she starts to move toward the staff restroom, thinking that you'll enjoy some private time with a locked door. But you pull her onward to the emergency exit, which leads out to the fire escape facing the alleyway behind the student building. You pull her out through the door and close it behind you. Long ago, students disabled the alarm so they could take their smoke breaks out here, but no one on staff now is a smoker. So even though you're out in the open, you feel pretty sure that you won't be disturbed. Alone in the bright sunlight now, you turn and smile at Sheila. "Well..." you say, just as she says "So..." You want her badly, but you know that hasn't had time to get into position with her camera yet, so you are thinking about how to stall for time.
"That last econ exam..." you begin. Sheila drops her bag and pulls you down to kiss her hungry lips in one motion. She's been lusting after you for weeks, and you'd never noticed. Now that she has you alone, she's not about to talk economics. Standing on her tip-toes, she lashes your mouth with her tongue, trying to stick it as far as she can get it into your mouth. You back up, half involuntarily as she presses her soft warm curves against your whole body, until your butt is stopped by the fire escape railing. Your left hand grabs the back of her head as you return the kiss, your right hand dropping to her denim-cupped ass to pull her against you. Her breasts are exquisite and natural as they crush against you, mashing as you begin to hump against each other. Sheila's pupils are wide with passion, her breath panting as you taste each others' tongues, biting lips and caressing teeth. You can feel your pre-cum squeezing out and soaking into your boxers from the grinding of her thigh and pussy as she humps against you. You don't want to take your hands or mouth off of this girl for a moment, but eventually you remember that you're here to get into the fraternity. You pull her hair back and she pants, her face smeared with her lip gloss and your saliva. As you force her head even farther back and run your tongue down her throat, you consider where to begin. There's so much else that you want to do with her. Her tits are begging to be released, her ass is firm beneath your hands, you can feel the burning heat of her pussy (and imagine that if you took the time to look, you'd see how wet she was), and she's licking her lips and moaning... |