I study with the sexy girl from class, we’re complete strangers yet completely in tune with each other’s bodies (Mf)

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I knock on the door three times. 

“Mackenzie, it’s Jake from class.” This was so unusual, complete strangers meeting like this. I lean against the door frame, letting my hips sag into it. I’m nearly as tall as the frame, the curses of being a football player, a wide receiver at that. The door flies open.

“Jake, hey come in.” Fuck, she looks hot. Her brown skin shimmers with the broiling late Summer heat, her black hair flowing down to her mid-back, amber eyes looking back at me under seductive lashes, a light coating of lipstick accentuating the fullness of her mouth. She’s wearing a frilly white top, quite a modest piece but exposing just enough to distract me. Ripped Levi’s on her legs, several feet shorter than me. She smiles and moves to one side as I step through into her dorm room, all too aware of the scent she is wearing, a blend of rose and spice. Sunlight strobes through the room and onto her bed. It’s a small room but it has its charm, she clearly takes care of it well. She shuts the door and sits on the bed in front of me, a mild look of apprehension on her face. 

“Sorry this is so off-the-cuff.” She laughs, pulling her hair back from her eyes, clearly shy about the whole thing. I didn’t mind. There was something about shy girls that always got me weak. “I needed help and Laura said you really know your stuff.” She looks up under her lashes, blinking a few times as I grab the chair and get comfortable. 

We’d never spoken before but she got my number from my best friend. She was struggling in class, we were both finance majors. The professor had set up a scheme to put students together for study help. We connected in the WhatsApp group eventually. 

“It’s no problem at all, happy to help where I can.”

“I don’t have another chair, I can just open the books on here.” She motions to the bed. A jolt of tension jumps within me. But I had to keep pinching myself, this was totally work-related, we didn’t know each other. All innocent. 

“Sure, let’s start shall we.” I clamber onto the bed, folding my right leg under my left knee, sitting on the other side of the books as she stacks a couple and an assessment sheet below them. 

“Basically it is the Black Scholes stuff I’ve been struggling with. I’m getting all muddled up with the pricing.” She taps the paper in several places. “I know its dumb, I’ve understood pretty much everything else, but this has bugged me for ages.”

I can’t believe how shy she is, such a pretty girl. Damn, her smile is everything, Pearly white flashes at me nearly every time she speaks. Options pricing. It was super boring and dry, even I struggled to pay attention to it and I was the professor’s prize student. 

“Yeah I get you.”

I briefly talk her through the equation and its application for the trades on the stock market. Even I was doubting my understanding of it at certain points. 

I can see her furrowing her brow but it seems like what I’m saying is sinking in. She’s smart, she just needed guidance on a very particular part of the course. 

“Thanks Jake. You know, I always wanted to say hi in class. You’ve got an aura to you though, it’s intimidating.” 

“I get that.”

“My friend always said you were a cool guy but I didn’t know whether to believe her, the football guys are usually such jerks.”

She giggles, flicking her hair again from her shoulder blade and onto her back letting it flop into place. That smell is addictive. The fragrance is driving me nuts from across the book. Does she feel it too? Her eyes gleam like diamonds against bright lights, her body leaning more towards mine with each syllable that leaves her mouth.
 
“We’re not all bad, just badly behaved.” Smiling she puts her hands on her knees, running them unconsciously down her legs before realising I am looking at her. 

I can’t take my eyes off her. The book is turning into a blur. I can’t stop wanting her. I can see her gearing up for another sentence as my hand pushes the books out from between us. I wasn’t imagining this, the chemistry in the air was suffocatingly sexy, we didn’t have to say a lot, her body was doing the talking. 

“Erm. There was just one more thing on the options trades I was a bit unsure abo…”

She stops mid-way through the sentence as I make my move. My lips latch onto hers softly, she doesn’t move back or jolt away, holding onto my shoulder as I caress them gently, letting their smooth texture roll over me before moving back. She keeps her head down. 

“Jake…I…I’m sorry.”

“I’m not.” Options could wait. 

I tilt her chin up, holding us in the moment, letting her know I was not playing around.
 
“I know we’re supposed to be studying but it’s hard to focus.” She looks up with a meek expression on her face, a few seeds of doubt planting in her mind as her gaze flutters around my face, across my jawline and to my arms. 

“I don’t think we’re going to be just study partners Mackenzie.” Her eyes tell me everything I need to know, she’s hungry for passion, for excitement, starved of adventure and too shy to admit it to the world. I lean in again, slower this time but with a bit more aggression as I take her lips, my other hand reaching to her hair and cheeks and brushing down lightly. I feel her breathing intensify, her lungs working harder to accommodate her excitement, her cheeks burning red with lust and the first blushes of desire. She tastes delicious, minty strawberry aroma lining spread across all of her tongue and spilling into my mouth.

“We’re two complete strangers, I’ve never done this before.” She bleats softly into my ears. I feel the first rush of arousal, her words a perfect aphrodisiac in the late Summer heat. It was a hot scenario the more I thought about it. I hold my mouth against her ear and whisper back to her, my other hand cradling her neck and grabbing a fistful of her hair as her heart hammers at a rapid tempo. 

“Neither have I. It doesn’t make me want you any less. Let me show you.” I crawl further onto the bed getting in position on top of her, letting her admire me from below, my stomach over hers and our heads inches from each other. 

She relaxes even more, her hands reaching out for my forearms and tracing up to my shoulders, letting her fingernails scrape across my exposed veins and muscles. Our mouths meet again in a satisfying clash as I stroke her neck and rub her collarbone and shoulders. I want to move my hands across every inch of this girl and let her think about my touch for weeks on end. It is a nice visual in this position, full control of her against her soft pillow, trapped under my kneeling body, her luscious breasts spread out under the white top as I see she isn’t wearing a bra. My grip goes further south on her, letting my hands trail down the side of her, as she murmurs against my mouth, breathy short inhales between each embrace.

I begin to peer below her frilly top, running my fingers across her chest for the first time, skimming her nipples slowly under her dress and teasing them with my fingertips as she bites down on her lip for the first time. I maintain the pressure, easing her into it as she looks down at my hands, urging me to squeeze a little harder each time and plant my lips back on her. Kissing her neck, she groans again, so easily turned on, I love her little reactions to every touch, hyper sensitive to whatever I want to do with her. Dragging my mouth to her collarbone, I suck lightly and move my attention to the top of her delicate breasts. The top is too constricting, I’m getting it off her. 

“Sit up for me.” She complies, arching in the air as I wriggle her out of the top, freeing her body. For the first time I get a full visual of her stunning upper body. Her breasts are even bigger than I thought, her skin burning hot against my palms as I move them around her hips and back up to her chest, keeping eye contact with her the whole time, fluttering eyelids looking back at me, closing as I got nearer to her upper erogenous areas, playing with her, teasing her exactly as I wanted to. Her hands clasp around my back to steady herself as I kiss her nipples one at a time and massage her tenderly. 

“Lie back. Good girl.” Flopping back onto the soft pillows, I roam my hands more energetically across her, thinking how hot it would be if we had some oil. But it doesn’t matter, she’s my very own goddess right now. As I move further and further south on her, my hands start caressing the top of her thighs through the jeans. Her hands go to my head rooting around in my hair slowly urging me ever lower.

I’m delirious for this, a slave to the moment. I spread my lips across her lower stomach and unbutton her jeans one rung at a time. She squirms with her eyes closed, the anticipation getting too much for both of us. As the pants come off her ankles, I’m met with silken white panties, her legs writhing around slowly on the cotton sheets and her head propped against the pillow looking back at my dreamily, a mischievous smile etched across her. 

“Jake.” She purrs through gritted teeth as my hands caress around her aching core, inching ever closer to her down there. I rub her with one finger through her panties, feeling how excited she is for me as her stomach begins rising off the bed. Looking impossibly cute and vulnerable, she hums and exhales slowly, letting the pent up frustration out of her. 

I spread her legs a little and hold her inner thighs, lapping up around her outer folds. I’m too overcome with need to bother with stripping her off fully, so I move her panties to one side, exposing her fully. I brush my finger against her down there and she mumbles in erotic agony turning her head into the pillow as I tease the hot anticipation out of her. Increasing the speed a little more, I wait until her hands grab the headboard and then move my head between her legs, she looks down at me, amber hues glazed over with the thoughts of deep pleasure. I lock my gaze on her and slowly pull my tongue against her, inserting it inside her and teasing her with the tip. My own arousal growing stiffer in my pants ready to burst out of my boxer shorts. 

“Fuck, oh my god.” Her legs crease together with the initial pressure from my tongue, her gaze stays on mine as I lick her down there, tasting her sweetly. Her hands grip my hair harder, yanking firmly on the first few lashes of her pulsing slit. She tastes incredible, sweet and juicy, just perfect. I change up the direction, up and down, up and down and side to side. 

“Keep doing that Jake, oh my god, your tongue is so big.” She lets out a louder moan, trying to hold the ecstasy back, her thighs clamping against my head and her hands holding on for dear life digging her nails into my hair and scalp. 

I don’t let the pressure up, sensing exactly the rhythm she wants, a nice slow and unrelenting curling motion against her. Her hands go to the sheets and bunch them up in her fists as the intensity builds inside her. She’s exactly where I want her, her enjoyment spurring me on to attack her soaked flower even faster. 

Gradually I build up the aggression on her pulsating clit, flicking continuously against it as she throws her head back deeper into the pillow, tossing and turning each way and raising her hips to grind against my mouth even harder. But I want to send her over the edge. She’s impeccably wet for me, her breasts heaving to the ceiling with each stroke of my tongue. My left hand keeps her hip in place and I tease her opening with my right, inserting two fingers inside her, eliciting a loud groan.

“Jake if you keep doing that, I can’t stop, I can’t.”

I begin to work her with my forefinger and middle finger as my tongue continues its assault on her clit. Pushing downwards, I let my fingers spread out inside her and coil them again in a continuous motion 

“Jake. Oh my gosh. Keep going, keep going. I’m gonna. I’m gonna!” She chokes on her words as her lungs try to push all the air out, she’s rendered speechless by the explosion about to take hold of her. Her hair splays out across the pillow, her eyes clamped shut and her mouth wide open ready to shout for me.   

“You’re there, cum for me, good girl.” I’m loving every moment of this, controlling her to climax like this. Fuck, I’ve craved this badly, this girl is just my submissive type. 
My tongue slides over her bud relentlessly as my fingers drive ever deeper on her, delivering perfect blows to her quivering opening. Her hands go to my hair again, matting her fist in my locks and beginning to shudder quietly for me.

“Holy shit. I’m there, oh my, Jake!” 

She screams, a guttural cry bouncing around the room. It’s only now I notice the windows are open, the whole street can probably hear us. Her legs wobble endlessly on the sheets, her hips shooting towards the ceiling again as my fingers ease their pressure, letting her come down very gradually and gently. A series of slow groans leaving her as she bites down on the pillow and tries to roll over onto her side. 

“Shh, don’t want to make the other girls jealous do you?”

She looks at me through bleary eyelids, barely able to open them with the intensity of her climax. We take a few seconds, lying there in the boiling sunlight pouring through the windows, the first droplets of sweat forming on her chest and lower neck. I rest on my forearms stroking her hair gently.

Eventually we sit up, her positioned in my lap and on top of my legs, as I wrap my arms around her and stroke her back tenderly. She pants lightly before going back to my ear and whispering with a voice like honey drops.

“I want you inside me Jake.” I want the exact same thing. I flip her onto her back and kneel by her feet peeling away her panties to her ankles and letting them fall off the side of the bed. She’s not ready to go too rough with me I can see that. 

“Let’s go slowly.” She nods with her bottom lip curling inwards, holding her eagerness barely under wraps. I’d been in this position with so many girls but this feels totally different, the air was electric, her skin was on fire below, my own body was completely wracked with nerves in the best possible way. I gradually drag my boxers down my legs as she eyes me up from the end of the bed, a flicker of delight moving across her. As I unsheath myself I get the first glimpse at how hard I am, like steel, bursting almost. I grip it in my right hand and balance myself over her, holding her face with my left. There is no rush as I tease her with just my head, sliding it against her, creating a delicious friction that makes me grunt a little louder. She murmurs again, even louder this time, closing her eyes and throwing her arms behind her head on the mounted pillow. I inch inside her at a deliciously slow pace, watching her reactions with each inch of me. I hear her whimper and clutch at the bed again, tearing into the fabric with her nails.

“Oh Jake.” 

“Look at me, good girl.” I hold her neck in place as I begin to rock back and forth inside her, driving as deep as I can and drawing out surprised gasps of ecstasy from her throat. She feels heavenly, so tight and hungry for me, wanting to claw her nails against my upper back and dig into every inch of muscle. There’s nothing in the world distracting me as the fierce clash of our hips builds into a sensual rhythm as she pulls herself towards me with every stroke. 

“That feels so good.” She buzzes quietly, her teeth gnashing against her bottom lip before I grab onto her mouth again with a furious passion and she returns with equal fervor. Planting my hands next to her hips on the bed, I tense my glutes and pump into her with a circular motion, our firm stomachs brushing against each other as the feeling hardens me fully inside her. I feel like my erection is about to burst out of its seams.

“You should have warned me how big you were.” We both laugh as I tug on her lips again, my tongue flailing wildly inside her mouth and I maintain the nerve-tingling pace, letting my length come a long way out of her each time before plunging it back in gradually, frying both of our nerves with shocks of pleasure. It’s almost too perfect, too romantic for such an encounter as I reach for her hands, pinning them above her head and strain against her, each of us daring the other to start blinking first. As our eyes stay open as she pants harder, her breath colliding with my shallow intakes and her scorching skin rubbing against me. The top of her collarbone is turning redder, as her arousal builds for me again. 

I stay gliding inside her. Back and forth, back and forth as she takes me exquisitely, her slit gripping me tight and leaving a wet trail along my length. The mirror on her wardrobe is distracting me, I want her to look at me when I take her. There was only one way to do it. I retract from her and pull her by the legs towards me. 

“Turn around for me.” 

She quickly faces away from me, moving her hair from her upper back and giving me a perfect view of her heart-shaped backside. We both look in the mirror at the same time, the fizzling atmosphere driving her wild as I look into her eyes whilst slowly guiding myself back into her. Her head rolls back and I cradle her neck with my forearm. We spoon gently, my hips gliding against her. We face the mirror on the wardrobe so I can show her exactly what I’m doing to her. A vicious smile forms over her lips as she gasps for air, my other hand reaching to her clit and rubbing her in a circular motion again, working with the rhythm of my plunges. Her chest is damp with exertion as the heat begins to take its toll on us. Instinctively I reach out for her hair and hold it taut as my hips sway against her and her backside ripples with each increasingly violent impact.

The sound reverberates through the room, my groin slapping against her skin as I clutch my hand to her mouth, her biting lightly on my fingers to stifle her own moans and dampen the oncoming waves of sensation. 

“Look at what I’m doing to you. So fucking hot.” I pull her head to pay attention to the mirror, the impossibly hot scene of our steaming bodies colliding in the suffocating heat. With her surging excitement, she grips me firmer and firmer, my own breathing starting to speed up as I murmur down her ear and try to steady myself. Whimpers leave her lungs as her skin pulses with the throes of our passion. 

I can’t hold it, she’s going to make me explode everywhere at this pace. There’s nothing quite like getting the best angle on this girl’s body.

I bend my leg and collide with her more forcefully, our sweat-riddled bodies clamped by moisture, her back pinned to my chest and my right arm around her neck in a close bind. Our slippery bodies move faster and faster as she begins moaning with all her might again. Her hourglass figure turning me on more than I could ever imagine. My other hand rests on her hip as she closes her eyes, her voice rising again to the same crescendo as before. I feel her nearly there.

“Jake, don’t stop, don’t stop, please, at the same time…kiss me.”

She dips her head down to kiss me as I take her delicious body with all of my might, pulverising her into the mattress and letting her moans ring out all through the room and down the corridor. I can’t stop. The sensation overwhelms me completely. I spurt inside her in waves, releasing myself vigorously as she quivers in my arms, her legs shaking again and her body overcome with involuntary tightening as she contracts around me, squeezing her legs together and forcing more out of me each time draining me dry. I cover her mouth with my hands as she screams into my palms almost in unison with each of my own groans. 

The aftershocks don’t stop as she shudders quietly on the soft sheets, I’m too sensitive to take much more but I stay deep within her, beginning to apply gentle kisses to her upper back and neck, my lips lazily exploring her ear lobes and collarbone again. Purring, she turns back to me, eyes expending a tremendous effort to open and see me. She buries her face into my neck and reciprocates, her lips dabbing my neck and greedily eating me up. Slowly I pull out of her and caress her down, getting her to relax more and more as my hands run through her hair. 

I could stay here all day doing this, her body, her curves, her scent, everything was addictive, like it was meant to be between us. 

Gradually I flip over onto my back and stare at the ceiling, her head lolling onto my chest and her fingers grooving down into my collarbone. We lie there, drenched with the effort and silent for a few moments as she catches her breath and moves her ear closer to the beating of my heart. 

“I had no idea studying could be so much fun.” 

“Me neither. If only we could do that in lectures.” She laughs into my arm before kissing my shoulder and nuzzling into my pec. I love holding her like this. Something feels right with this girl, I can’t place it and my cynical side was always wary with such things but maybe there was such a thing as a perfect stranger.  

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