Campus God (Campus)

Fuuuuck.

I’ve never been inside a girl without a condom, and even though it’s only the tip, it feels like pure nirvana. It would be all too easy to drive deep inside, burying myself to the hilt. If only to feel her velvety softness surrounding me for one blissful moment. But if I do that, there’s no way I’ll be able to pull out without coming.

Knowing what needs to be done, I thrust my hips just once, sinking a little deeper inside her warmth, before slipping free. Even though we’ve only just begun, my breathing has turned labored as I bury my face against the crook of her neck and nip at the delicate flesh. She squeals, tilting her head as her nails dig into my back before scoring the skin.

“I need a condom,” I say, as the mental fog begins to clear. “I can’t be inside you without one. And I’m fresh out.”

“Who said you needed to be inside me?”

I’m sorry?

I pull back enough to meet her eyes before searching them carefully in the shadowy darkness of the room. Her hands graze my back, drifting over my ass before the fingers sink into the taunt muscle.

“Slide upward.”

Slide—

I pause as a fresh punch of arousal hits me full force.

She tightens her fingers around my backside, urging me into movement. I crawl up her length until I’m able to straddle her ribcage. Careful not to place my full weight on her, I balance on my knees as my cock settles in the valley between her breasts.

The sight of her stretched out beneath me with the tip of my dick a few inches from her lips is sexy as hell.

She looks so damn beautiful with her tousled hair spread out around her as she presses her breasts together until my erection is nestled between the soft flesh. I’m struck with the realization that this is exactly what I whispered to her over the phone when we both got off.

Does she realize she’s intent on living out that fantasy?

Unable to hang onto the question for long, I flex my hips, sliding my hard length against her. With her gaze fastened to mine, she tucks her chin to her chest. Once the tip is within striking distance, her tongue flicks out to lick it.

Holy shit.

Unable to help myself, I repeat the maneuver. With each thrust, my body strains forward, attempting to close the distance between us until she’s able to draw the crown between her lips. Tension coils tightly in every muscle as I flex my hips before pulling back.

Even though nothing can compare to the feel of her tight heat, this is pretty damn amazing. There’s something erotic about this position. The way her tits are pressed against my dick as the backs of my thighs brush against her soft flesh. The heat of her mouth wrapping around my tip, drawing it inside before her tongue swirls around it.

It doesn’t take long before we fall into a natural rhythm which only intensifies the arousal building within me. My balls draw up against my body as the orgasm stirs, making my cock swell and the muscles become whipcord tight.

Just when I’m about to come, I slip from between her breasts before jerking upright. My fingers tighten almost painfully around my shaft as I pump it with quick movements. The tip turns a mottled purplish hue as Brooke’s arms fall to the mattress. Her breasts bounce a few times as her gaze stays locked on my throbbing erection.

Even though I want to close my eyes and allow my head to roll back so I can enjoy this, I can’t stop staring at the gorgeous picture she makes sprawled beneath me. I can’t stop watching as the first jets of cum erupt, painting her chest. My grip tightens until it feels like I’m on the verge of strangling my cock as the orgasm roars through me like a freight train.

I groan when she arches her back, thrusting out her tits. Pearly ropes decorate her nipples. The notion that I’m marking her skin in such a primal way only makes my dick swell more.

How is it possible she’s this perfect?

It’s only when I soften that my fingers loosen and a huff of breath escapes from me. Hovering over her, I close the distance between us before brushing my lips across hers. She immediately opens so that our tongues can tangle. Before I can get lost in the taste of her, I pull back and grab a couple of tissues from the nightstand to clean her off. Once her chest has been wiped, I pull her into my arms before rolling onto my back so she can sprawl out across me.

It doesn’t take long before we’re both drifting off to sleep.

And this time, there aren’t any conflicting feelings to cloud my mind.