“Fuck, Sara,” I muttered, breathless.
She rolled her hips as she licked my mouth, and I groaned, long and low. Then, she stopped, and my hands tightened reflexively around her waist because I didn’t want her to move. It was such delicious torture.
Sara wasn’t going anywhere, though. Instead, she caught the bottom of her dress and tugged it up and over her head, before she threw it over her shoulder. With sure hands she caught the bottom of my t-shirt and I raised my arms to help her pull it off. When she molded her body to mine, I growled a little in my chest. I didn’t work out much, but I kept fit and compared to me, her body felt so soft.
“Do you mind?” I asked, hand behind her back, touching the clasp of her bra.
She shook her head, and I released the clasp. She moved just far enough to slip it off, before she pressed herself against me once more, and the feel of her bare breasts against my chest as she sat on my clothed dick was almost enough to set me off.
I recaptured her lips, the sense of urgency from before when I dragged her into my dorm room almost completely gone in an oblivion of exploration. I wanted to get in her as quickly as possible, to give her pleasure, to come myself. But this was nice, too, and I found I didn’t mind taking my time.
We naturally shifted until I had her pressed against my bed with me above her. My mouth didn’t move from hers as we moved, and Sara’s limbs moved around me, hugging me to her. My breathing became ragged as I rocked my hips against hers, nudging her sex through her panties with my still covered erection. I wanted to take my clothes off quickly, but she wasn’t releasing me, and I didn’t mind the position we were in, either.
Then, Sara groaned, and her hands circled to my chest, pushing a little.
“Give me some room,” she muttered.
She didn’t let me get too far, her thighs gripped tight to my hips. She pushed, and I went along with what she wanted until she rolled us over and sat on top of me. I bit down on my lip when she sat on my dick, her hips rocking against me.
“I’ll come if you do that,” I groaned, holding tight to her hips to keep her still. “It’s the whole idea, but I want to be inside you first.”
Sara giggled, smiling almost shyly as she slid lower on my thighs. Her hands started to undo my belt, and my breath hitched in my throat as I watched her take it off before she dropped it to the floor. Then, she undid my fly, and I cooperated by lifting my hips as she carefully slipped my jeans down my legs. She crawled back up once she had the pants off, eyes on my dick, and I sucked in a sharp breath when it looked like she was leaning down.
No fucking way.
She was a virgin just yesterday, I didn’t think she was going to blow me, but it was a nice thought for next time.
I’m already thinking about next time.
There was no way I could just lay down and do nothing even if she was up for it. I was a little too fired up. I was already too close to coming, so when she gripped me through my briefs, I quickly pulled her hand away and rolled her over, so she was back underneath me.
I reached for my pants to take out the condom in my pocket. She arched her eyebrows at me, but whatever amusement she was trying to show me was ruined by her image right then. In nothing but her panties, face a little flushed and lips wet and swollen as she panted for breath, she was breathtaking. Quickly, I tossed off my boxers and put on the condom.
I paused, considered how badly I wanted to be inside of her and tugged her panties off her legs.
“Don’t look,” Sara mumbled, shy again.
Even though she said it, she didn’t move to close her legs. With one hand holding the base of my cock, I reached out my other hand. I rubbed her clit with my thumb and watched as she shuddered out a breath, and her thighs trembled. I moved my fingers lower and slid one finger inside her, then a second. I thrust in a couple of times before I pulled my fingers out and stuck them in my mouth to lick off her juices.
Sara groaned and lifted her arms out to me.
“Come here,” she demanded.
I lowered my body on top of hers, my cock wedged thickly against her hot folds. I shifted until the head pressed against her entrance, and our eyes held as I slid slowly inside her. Just like before, I waited until she nodded her head before I moved.