“Hi,” I finally say, “it’s great to hear from you.” It’s 8:45 in the morning and I’m already walking toward my nine o’clock chemistry class.
“What are you doing today?” she asks, somewhat seductively.
“Whatever you want,” I answer, ready to blow off my classes in an instant.
“I want your fantasy, Mike,” she says, quietly. “You made me so wet telling me about it, I’m sure it’s what I need. Can we meet somewhere?” Holy shit! My cock is pushing out my pants as I turn back towards my car.
“Absolutely! Do you want to come to my apartment or meet somewhere else?” I ask her. My roommate has classes all day and I’m trying to remember how our apartment looks.
“Your apartment is great. Are you sure it’s okay?” She sounds excited.
“Yeah. My roommate has classes all day so he won’t be back until dinnertime. What time?” I am so excited I can hardly talk. I’m almost running to my car.
“Well, I was thinking of right away, unless you need more time,” she says.
“No, right away is great!” I throw my books in the backseat and start up my car. I give her my address and speed home to straighten things up.
Half an hour later, I just finish putting dishes in the dishwasher and selecting a light jazz playlist on my IPOD when she’s knocking on my door. I open it wearing jeans, a pull over shirt and no shoes.
“You’re beautiful!” I say taking her into my arms. She’s wearing a pastel green blouse tucked into tight jeans and high-heeled boots. We’re kissing passionately before I can even get the door closed. It’s obvious that the anticipation level is high for both of us. I decide to slow things down.
“Can I get you something to drink? A coke, coffee or something stronger?” I walk her toward the couch and we sit down. She takes her boots off and tucks her feet under her legs.
“No, thanks I’m fine. What do you mean something stronger? You’re not old enough to drink,” she teases, kissing me again.
We sit there, kissing on the couch. I’m determined to take this slowly and keep my hands on her back, resisting the urge to touch her breasts or squeeze her ass. She’s more aggressive and has one hand cupped around my ass cheek while her other hand is on my neck. Our tongues are entwined and our bodies are pushed against each other.
“Slow down,” I whisper, pulling my lips back from hers. “How long can you stay?” I ask her.
“All day,” she breathes and starts kissing me even more urgently than before. This woman is hot. I’m wondering how I’m going to slow this down again, when I feel her hand move around my leg and rub up and down the length of my cock. Fuck! I’ve got to get control here and… Fuck! She’s undoing my belt.
I gently grab her wrists and pull them up in front of her, breaking off the kiss. “Cyn, we have all day,” I whisper. “There’s no need to rush.”
“Oh yeah?” she responds. “Maybe your need isn’t in a rush, but mine is. Mike, once I decided I could handle this, it’s all I’ve thought about.” She twists her wrist out of my grasp and takes my hand, moving it down between her legs. “You can probably feel the heat coming through my jeans. I’ve been soaking wet just thinking about this.”
“Okay,” I say. “We don’t have to slow to a crawl but let’s make it memorable. Come on.” I stand up, pulling her up with me. “We’ll go to my bedroom.” Once there, I sit on the edge of my bed and pull her over to stand between my legs. My face is even with her breasts as I unbutton her blouse. She starts helping me, trying to speed things up but I push her hands away.
“Please,” I plead. “Let me undress you,” I say, looking in her lustful eyes. “I really want to undress you, Cyn,” I whisper and continue undoing her buttons.
Her jeans are so tight I have to unsnap them to pull her blouse out. I push it off her shoulders and she lets it fall to the floor. Her black lace bra can barely contain her full tits, and her hard nipples are pushing against the sheer fabric. I take one in each hand, lifting them as I rub my thumbs across her nipples through the thin material. She lets out a low moan as I plant kisses all over her stomach and continue to rub and pinch her nipples through her bra. Reaching behind her, I find the fastener and release her tits from their lacy bindings. Tossing her bra aside I gaze at the sumptuous feast in front of me. It’s so much better than even my vivid imagination could conjure.
Her tits are firm for their size, with two-inch areolas that are so dark they are almost black. Her protruding nipples are over half an inch long and as thick as my pinkie. I wrap my lips around her left nipple, sucking and licking the little black nub while I squeeze her right breast with my hand. She puts one hand on my shoulder while running her other hand through my hair, holding my head to her breast. I suckle at her breasts for a long time, alternating left and right and even burying my face between them. Her nipples are very responsive growing rock hard from my prolonged fondling.