Sunday evening was beginning to wane. Sara had texted me, inviting me over to her apartment. It had been a few weeks since we had last seen each other, but she was never far from my thoughts. My desire for her is intense, I often have vivid day dreams of dominating her. To feel her skin on mine. Holding her close and hearing her breath shorten between moans.
I left my house, eager and full of desire. The bulge in my boxer briefs was getting uncomfortable, my mind very intent on what's to come. The drive to Sara's place wasn't too long and within minutes I was parking. I locked up and climbed the stairs to her door.
I knocked on Sara's door. No answer. So I knocked again. A minute. Two. Did she send me another message? I pull my phone out and review our conversation history. Nothing. Instinctively I try the door knob. It's unlocked. I decide to make my way inside.
The door closes behind me and I hear rampant sounds of combat. Sara apologizes, she is in the middle of an online game and couldn't pause to come to the door.
I let her know its OK. I make my way to the kitchen and pour myself a drink. My eyes watching her as she finishes her game. I moved closer to get a better look. Sara's attire wasn't unusual, she often wore only thin tank top with boy shorts when she was at home. My manhood was beginning to throb as I stole glances of her curves. Her nipples were hard, exposed through the fabric of her tank top.
A few minutes pass and now she's logged off. Sara comes to join me, unknowing of what's to come. I can't wait any longer. It's time. I set my drink down.
I approach Sara, my hands on her hips, I lean in. My lips are soft, firm and confident, we kiss as she embraces me. My breathing starts to intensify. My left hand slides underneath the waist of her tank top and my finger tips graze along the skin of her belly as they move up. A firm grip latches on to her breast, squeezing lightly. A soft moan escapes from her lips, fingertip now circling the nipple.
My other more dominant hand moves quickly, grasping the back of Sara's head, fingers lost in her curls, tugging lightly. My lips descend upon her cool skin. I begin to taste her neck. Nibbling softly, as my lips move closer to her chest with each passing kiss. I feel invigorated. Sara tastes amazing. The throbbing in my boxers reminds me of how much I ache for her.
With my hand cupping Sara's breast, I begin sliding her tank top upwards until she's fully exposed to me. My tongue slides downward, meeting an erect nipple. My lips close around it and I begin to suckle. Sara's lips purse together as she moans. I use my strength and force her body against the nearby wall.
I let a hand slide down away from her breast, finding the elastic waistband of Sara's shorts. My hand goes underneath and I can feel her cotton panties as I go further down.
Sara begins to squirm and lets out a more audible moan as I tease her with my finger. I pull Sara's panties aside. My fingers circle her damp clit eagerly, and I feel Sara shudder at my touch. I push a finger inside her, whispering, "Someone's very wet for me…" As a second finger joins the first. I could feel Sara's pussy quivering, hungry for cock.
I am enjoying listening to Sara's breath as it shortens. My lips pull away from her nipple and my hands come free. I lift Sara away from the wall, carrying her into the bedroom. I set Sara down on the edge of her bed, then use my weight, forcing her down onto the bed. I feel Sara grow weak against me, dazed as to how amazing it feels. I know she doesn't want my fingers to have all the fun. I unlatch my belt and pull down my zipper. I am eager to feel her juices on me. There is a growing wet spot visible through her panties.
My hands work away for a moment, and my boxers fall to the floor. I can't resist Sara any longer and pull her panties aside, exposing her. I can feel the blood in my cock, fully engorged, pulsing, throbbing with anticipation.
I push Sara's legs apart, letting the tip of my cock circle around her clit. Sara reaches for me, feeling the thickness of my member, guiding me down, begging for me. Sara's hands fall away as I press in, my thick member sliding inside of her. Sara winces as her inner walls part for me. I moaned with pleasure as I filled her.
Deeper and deeper I push. Until Sara takes me all in. Pulling back and thrusting in again. Harder. Faster. Pounding Sara's tightness, My eyes looking into hers. Time escapes from us, but soon I begin to feel Sara's body tense up and her hips start to quiver. I watch as her chest heaves as she gasps for air in small breaths and her thighs shake uncontrolled against me. My thrusting intensifies. I could feel myself about to cum. Sara's body swayed and flailed as she came. I continued drill into her as she goes limp beneath me. I felt everything, the juices flowing around me with every thrust. I could feel the surge. I grasped the bed sheets with my hands. I let out the loudest moan as my cock clenched and my seed erupted inside of Sara.
When I pulled out of Sara, she must have felt the warm seed start to seep out. I smiled. My work here was finished.
I redressed myself. Kissed Sara goodnight, and returned home. I knew another text would come soon, and she with it.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3uhnvv/mf_my_college_hook_up
This Sara sounds really good lol