Max woke up sweating. He checked the time. Just after midnight. The weather function on his alarm clock said the temperature was in the low 80s. The air conditioning must be broken. “Why’d I choose to go to college in Georgia?” he thought.
He rolled out of bed and debated whether to put anything else on. He was just in boxer briefs. But of the other four people renting the house, only Emily was there. He didn’t know her and had only given her a cursory hello when he’d moved his stuff in the other day. She’d kept to herself otherwise. He didn’t blame her, the house was mostly other students who needed a place to stay for a semester before study abroad or early graduation. Nobody really knew each other. Max guessed he’d be fine walking around as he was.
Max made his way to the kitchen, passing the thermostat on the way. Sure enough, nothing was happening. Nothing to do about it now. He opened the fridge, pulled out the pitcher of water, and poured a big glass. It cooled him down a little but he was still covered in sweat. He opened the screen door to the small backyard deck, hoping to let a breeze in, anything.
When he turned around, there was Emily.
She stared at him in silence, her eyes running up and down his body. Staring at his broad shoulders and thick thighs. Watching him glow with sweat.
Max stared at her, too. Her body was bathed in moonlight. All she was wearing was a pair of cotton panties and a bralette. It wasn’t straining to contain her breasts, but they were certainly round and above average. Her hourglass figure and wide hips stood out to him the most. Like Max, she was dripping in sweat, her long dark hair in tendrils. It made her bra and panties cling to her perfectly.
They looked at each other for what seemed like forever. Max felt himself start to grow, his cock thickening inside his briefs. He wasn’t sure what to say.
“I’m Max.”
“Emily.”
“You look hot.”
“Air conditioning is out.”
“No, I mean… well yes it is, but… your body. I can’t stop staring.”
“I… want you to.”
“I want you to, too.”
Emily’s gaze fell to the considerable bulge in Max’s briefs.
“You’re growing.”
“It’s for you.”
“Oh my God.”
Emily’s left hand slowly made its way above her mound, above her panties. Max lowered his hand too, slowly going to tug the waistband down.
“Don’t,” Emily said. “Keep it inside. Stay on top. Like me.”
For minutes they stared, just rubbing themselves in silence.
Max was the first to speak. “I… I don’t have protection. I’m so sorry.”
“Neither do I.”
“Fuck.”
“I have an idea.”
Emily walked past Max and opened the screen door to the patio. She grazed her fingertips on top of his bulge as she passed. She could feel the stickiness of his precum through his briefs. She walked outside to the railing and bent over.
“I want to feel your big cock grind against my panties. Just remember. Keep it inside.”
Max walked outside to her, and gently placed his hands on her hips. He felt the cold sweat against her hot body. Slowly, he brought his hips to her round ass. As he finally made contact, he groaned. He started grinding slowly. Emily maintained her balance against the railing with one arm as she rubbed herself through her panties with the other. The only sounds they made were heavy breathing and moans.
Emily shuddered. “I’m cum… I’m cumming… I’m… oh my God.” Max was surprised she finished before him, he felt like he could burst at any moment. He backed off for a second but felt himself at the brink.
Emily turned around. They locked eyes again. “Here,” she said, bringing him in close and grinding her hips against his bulge. Her gaze was intent as she bucked against him. They moved in perfect harmony.
Now it was Max’s turn. “I’m about to cum,” he panted.
“Inside your boxers. Keep all of your cum there. All night long. For me?”
Max nodded. “For you.”
He spasmed as warm cum flowed out of his cock into his boxers. Emily never broke her stare. “Thank you,” she said.
They went back inside, going their separate ways as they went up the stairs. Before he went back into his room, Max looked back at Emily.
“All night,” she said. “For me.”
“For you.”
“Thank you.”
“Thank you.”
“Good night.”
“Good night.”
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