I woke that morning to warm breath in my face. The smell was unpleasant but tolerable, the exhales were shallow, the inhales seemed impossibly long. Her leg was wrapped over my hip, my arm pinned underneath her head. In one hand I found that I had been cupping her bare breast.
The previous night swam back to me: the mysterious arrival of the adorable girl, her subsequent horny confession and the coitus that ensued. I smiled to myself: not bad for an engineering major.
Her glasses, which she had unusually left on whilst she slept, were lopsided and tangled with her hair. The result of this was that one closed eye seemed much larger than the other. I chuckled quietly, as despite this distortion she still seemed devilishly cute. Her eyebrows were bushy and white, curving away from the mark on the bridge of her nose where her glasses had pressed into the skin.
Her lips were ever so slightly parted, allowing air to gently whistle in and out. They were a shade of pale pink, creases running the length of the shallow dip formed beneath her nose. I moved my hand from her breast and delicately hovered my index finger over the dip. Then I gently ran it along the remaining length of her lips and round to her chin. This interrupted her breathing. She fidgeted slightly, blew out a long breath then settled for a second. With a sharp intake of air, she slowly opened one beautifully blue eye.
“Morning sleepy,” I said, smiling.
Her eye searched my face for a second, then the familiar blush returned to her cheeks. She blinked slowly, her breath quickening.
“Last… Night…”
“That was real,”
She flushed a very deep shade of red, shooting up into a sitting position.
“Easy now, easy now, I don’t want you fainting on my watch,” I warned, seeing her pupils dilate.
She looked down at me, hands over her breasts, face bright red.
“I’m so sorry that I made you do this,” she said
“It’s fine, really,” I said with a smile, “And trust me, you’re a real looker,” I added for good measure.
This only added to her blush, but her body did relax slightly.
“You let me stay?”
“Of course I did, why wouldn’t I?”
“I expected to be fucked and then just kicked out, this… This is… More than I could have ever hoped for,” tears welled up in her eyes.
“Ay, ay, ay there’s no need to cry,” I said sitting up myself and wrapping my arms around her. She cried into my shoulder.
“You… Don’t… Even… Know… My… Name…” She chocked out between sobs, “And you did all this… For me?”
I held her tightly, “That’s not true; I know you’re name is Alice,” she looked up at me, tears still dripping down her face, “I found out when I looked at the board outside the workshops, you put in an order for some wood or something for a project,”
“You really are golden,” she said, tears catching in her throat and causing her laugh to resemble a cough. However her smile was unmistakable. Then she kissed me, her soft lips pressed tightly against mine.
“I sure chose the right guy to hook up with!” She giggled.
“What about more than just a hook up?”
“Stop! You’re spoiling me!” She laughed, blushing hard and playfully hitting my shoulder. I wanted to spoil her. There was something about her that made me want her to be mine, something about her that shone through the pain brought by my past ex girlfriends. It seemed to me like I wasn’t the only one who was golden.
I made to stand up, but she caught me, pinning me back to the bed.
“Where do you think you’re going?” She said in an adorable attempt to play dom, still with flushed cheeks and a flickery gaze.
“I was going to get dressed.”
“Oh no you don’t,” she licked her finger, wrapping her tongue around it, then pressed it to my lips.
I couldn’t move, I just lay there and watched.
“I’ve always wanted to do this!” She broke character to giggle, her innocent and shy self showing once again.
Then she kissed me again, her boobs pressing onto my naked chest. She reached down a hand, running one finger along the underside of my rapidly hardening shaft, precum wetting her finger as she passed over the tip. She put her index in her mouth, attempting to be provocative but succumbing to embarrassment half way through; she dropped her hand, giggling and blushing uncontrollably.
“I’m sorry… I saw this in porn once…” She attempted to cover for her inexperience.
“It’s fine, really, you’re doing great,”
Then she moved backwards, pinning my cock to my stomach. She began to slowly move back and forth, rubbing her sealed lips on me. The experience was amazing, from the tingling in my member to her thighs squeezing my hips. She screwed up her face in pleasure, somehow becoming even more adorable.
“Can i… Choke you..?” She said, embarrassment nearly stopping her mid sentence.
“Gently,” i wasn’t enthusiastic about erotic asphyxiation, but I didn’t want to deny her her experiments.
She put her hand over my throat, still dry humping me, and ever so gently applied pressure. I could still easily breathe, and luckily that much seemed to satisfy her kink.
After a while she let go of my neck, and raised herself up above my crotch.
“This is my way of thanking you for taking charge last night,” she said, her newfound confidence suprising me. Or perhaps it was just that she trusted me.
She lifted my cock up, and lowered herself onto it. A sharp moan escaped her lips; she was just as tight as yesterday. Her breasts shook with her shaky breathing. Slowly she lowered herself further, sinking me into her. I could feel the pressure of her vagina all around me, the warmth almost homely. She sunk all the way, coming to rest on my stomach.
“This hurts… My legs…” She pushed out between moans and whimpers.
I pushed my crotch up, allowing her to come out of the near splits and still remain with me deep inside. Then I moved down, pulling myself out of her. It was cold outside, my dick dripping with moisture. She sunk back down onto it, moaning again as she did so.
We kept up the pattern: her sinking, me pushing up and pulling out. We gathered pace until I was practically bouncing her, or maybe she was bouncing me. It didn’t matter, all that mattered was the tight warm wetness of her pussy and the strong grip of her thighs. This seemed even better than last night. As she bounced, she moaned louder and louder. Her eyes crossed briefly, loosing herself to the pleasure. She began to spasm around me, her pussy tightening and loosening randomly. I could feel myself building up aswell. I’d make her cum, then pull out.
We continued at the exact same pace, sinking, pushing, pulling.
“Oh fuck,” she cried, her face going bright red as she tightened around me. The tension gave way, she came all over me and the bed.
“I gotta pull out,” I said, on the verge of following her lead.
“No… Inside…” She pleaded
I had no time to argue, and even if she’d disagreed I wouldn’t have been able to. I released inside, my load blowing within her. I pulsated, mine and her cum mixing and dripping down onto my stomach. She lifted herself off of me, still leaking everywhere.
“The fuck are we going to do?” I asked, panicking.
“It’s… Fine, I can get some pills later…”
I pulled her close, both of us stinking of sweat and cum.
“I promise I’ll stay with you, no matter what.” I whispered, she kissed my cheek.
“You’re the man I’ve always wanted.” She giggled.
Apologies for this taking 3 months, I basically forgot about the part 1 and wrote this in one night with zero planning. Hope you enjoyed :)
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/igno1h/dorm_visit_pt2_mf_shy_girl_shy_dom_girl
Honestly the wait was worth it. Too much to ask for a 3rd part of the happy couple?