You Have to Earn It [MF]

[This](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nkbpyk/a_fun_study_session_mf) is the first part of this story. A lot of it is set up of how I met Tobin, how we became friends, and how we eventually hooked up. This story is a continuation of that story, directly following those events. In any case, I hope you enjoy it.

The day after my study session with Tobin was the midterm for my theater history class. Tobin, I knew, was going home for fall break right after her last exam, so I knew that there would be no repeat performance of the last night’s events right away. I on the other hand, was going to be staying on campus for break. I was not close enough with any of my friends for them to invite me home with them, and truthfully I was looking forward to having some time to myself. I knew that Juan was spending time with his host family, so I would be the only occupant in the room for a full week.

I finished my midterm and walked out of the room, breathing in the sweet air of freedom. I smiled, thinking of the week of football, baseball playoffs, and no Juan that awaited me. I walked into my empty room and turned on the television. The lack of urgency that I felt was outstanding. I had not been this relaxed since college started.

By Saturday afternoon, even the slowest of students had left to go home, leaving the campus a virtual ghost town. This left me alone and at peace, but after a few days of watching sports and TV shows with a few slow shifts at the pool interspersed, I was feeling cooped up in my room and bored. As a rule, each dorm had to leave one RA on campus to monitor any students that did not have the ability to go home. Unfortunately, the RA that was left behind for my dorm was not Tobin, but instead a junior named Carl. Carl was a large fellow, standing about 6’5” with a beard to make James Harden jealous. He was a nice enough guy, but he was also a stickler for the rules and a very weak sense of humor. I was coming back from the pool on Tuesday when I ran into Carl in the hall.

“Hey, Mark. How’s it going?” Carl said, waving as we drew near to each other.

“Oh not too bad. You know, just living the dream. How about you?”

“Can’t complain. I get to go home tomorrow so that’s cool.”

“Really? I thought you were here this entire week.” I responded.

“I was supposed to be, but I asked Tobin to cover for me for half of the break. My brother is playing in his homecoming football game on Friday and I really want to be there for him.”

When Carl said that Tobin was coming back early I felt my stomach flutter. I knew logically that I should not be this excited about seeing someone I was not even dating after only four days apart, but I could not help it. “Oh. That’s nice of her to do that for you. Good luck to your brother.” I said, trying to sound as nonchalant as I could.

“Thanks. If you need anything before I leave, I am just on the floor below.”

Carl walked past me and headed down to the next floor. I went to my room and pulled out my phone, contemplating texting Tobin. I wanted to ask her why she had withheld telling me that she was coming back early, but I also had no desire to come off like a creep. I placed my phone down on my desk, rational thoughts taking control. I leaned back in my chair sighing heavily as I turned on ESPN and stared out the window. “I guess I will just have to wait to see her tomorrow.” I said to the empty campus that lay before me.

The whole night I tossed and turned, wanting the next day to arrive and bring Tobin with it. I originally thought that I was just incredibly horny, and while that was not false, I came to the realization that I also missed her companionship. I liked that I had someone to talk to at lunch every day, and I really liked that she got my sense of humor. I never had to worry about offending her or looking stupid in front of her. Even when I had struggled to take off her bra, Tobin was not judgmental or snide about having to help me. As I thought about it more and more, I was worried that I had begun to like her too much, and that I was setting myself up for heartbreak and disappointment. Conflicted, I turned in my bed, attempting to fall asleep, eventually succeeding.

I woke up the next morning feeling surprisingly rested for how anxious I had gone to bed. I sprung out of bed and looked at the clock on my nightstand. It was 10:30. I quickly calculated that it should only take me about twenty minutes to shower, get dressed and get down to the local bagel shop. I would be cutting it close as the shop closed at 11:00, but I was determined to get one of their asiago cheese bagels with homemade jalapeno cream cheese. I ran through the shower, dried off, wrapped my towel around my waist, and headed back to my room to get dressed. I grabbed out for the handle, yet when I twisted my wrist, the door handle remained immobile. I twisted again and pushed the door. Nothing. My heart sank. In my rush, I had forgotten to switch the lock so that my door did not automatically lock behind me. Dejected, not only from embarrassment but also from the fact that there was no way that I would get my bagel this morning, I turned and headed down the stairs to ask Carl to open my door for me with his master key.

I reached his door and knocked, still damp from the shower. I waited for him to answer, and when he did not, I knocked again, this time louder. I still got no answer. I desperately started to go through possible solutions to my problem, although I came up with nothing viable. I eventually came to the conclusion that the best course of action was for me to go back to my floor. I slowly walked up the stairs back to my locked door that barred me from my phone, wallet, and everything else that was not in my shower kit.

“Mark? What are you doing walking around the halls in your towel?”

The sudden breach of silence startled me, but I instantly recognized the voice. If I had not already seemed like a total fool to Tobin, here was the icing on the cake. I turned around sheepishly.

“So, I kinda locked myself out of my room. I was looking for Carl because I thought he was on duty. Speaking of, how come you are back early?” I decided that playing dumb the move to make at this particular juncture.

“Carl asked me to cover for him the next few days so he could visit home.” Then Tobin began to laugh. “You are so lucky that I was coming down to see if you wanted to grab some brunch. You could have been outside your room stark naked for hours!” Tobin said through her obvious laughter.

“Whatever. Can you please let me in my room?” I asked.

“Yeah. The keys are up in my room.” She said.

Tobin motioned for me to follow her and began to walk down the hall to the stairs. I entered her room shortly after her and shut the door behind me. Wasting nearly no time, Tobin grabbed the towel that was around my waist and pulled it down, exposing me completely. Not only was I embarrassed about the situation, but the dorm was cold, leaving me less than impressive to the eye. If she cared, Tobin did not let it show as she got on her knees and began to stroke my dick with her tongue. I quickly grew in her mouth as she bobbed her head faster and faster. As I started to lose myself in the moment, Tobin stopped and stood up.

“I guess I should let you back in your room,” she said with a wry smile.

“But….I mean….” I stuttered.

Tobin paid my feeble protests no mind. She simply opened her door and walked out. I grabbed the towel that was around my feet and situated it around my waist. It was obvious that my dick was still hard, but there was nothing that I could do about it. I adjusted myself the best that I could and walked out of the room, hoping that the dorm was as empty as it had seemed during the course of the week. I approached my door and saw Tobin standing in front of it. I assumed she had unlocked it, but when I reached out and tried to turn the handle, I discovered that it was still immobile.

“So, can you open up the door?” I asked, still extremely self conscious about my semi-erect dick that was poorly concealed by my bath towel.

“Tobin gave me a look that I was becoming increasingly familiar with. “Not until you earn it.”

“How am I supposed to do that?”

“You’re smart. Figure it out.”

I paused for a moment, then I moved towards Tobin slowly, just in case I had misread the situation. She did not stop me, and in two steps I was holding her in my arms, my lips planted on hers. In those two steps though, my eyes bored into her, taking in every detail of of her appearance that I had been too distracted to notice earlier. I saw the blue sandals she was wearing in order to make the red nail polish on her toes seem brighter. Her tanned legs disappeared at her knees, giving way to a floral patterned dress. There was a loose fitting white belt with a large buckle hanging on her hips, slightly obscured by a cream colored sweater. Her red hair draped over her shoulders, the longest strands having settled near her protruding breasts. The scoop neck on her dress showed just enough cleavage to make me want more without being slutty. Her ever present smile shone at me, beckoning me to come closer. I could smell the faint aroma of her perfume as I did so, drawing me even further into her intoxicating aura.

I broke off the kiss. “Is that payment enough?” I asked.

“Not a chance,” Tobin said.

I went in to kiss her again when Tobin stopped me. She grabbed my hand and placed it on her beautiful ass. Her tongue darted out of her mouth and licked my earlobe, followed by a lingering nibble of the same area.

“Kissing isn’t going to cut it. Get creative.” She whispered.

“Out here? What if someone sees?”

“That’s what makes it fun,” was her response.

I began to panic. I was not sure if I was more terrified or turned on. Sensing my hesitation, Tobin made the first move. She slid off her sweater and put in in a pile at the base of my door. I felt her hand caress my chest while she walked behind me. She kissed the back of my neck down to my shoulder as her hand started to wander. My dick again pushed up the towel, letting Tobin know that while I was tentative and nervous, I was not opposed to what was happening. I felt her hand brush against my towel covered member, but it did not linger. I attempted to turn around and meet her lips with my own, but she resisted.

“Not yet. Just enjoy the moment,” she breathed into my ear.

I felt as she pressed her body against mine. I reached back rubbing her leg, pushing her dress further and further up her leg. I closed my eyes, as I continued to feel Tobin’s warm breath on my neck, her hands on my stomach and chest, her breasts pressed against my back. One of Tobin’s hands found its way under my towel and I felt it close around my hard shaft. She lightly stroked my cock, making sure that I always wanted more. During the stroking, I could feel the towel getting looser around my waist, eventually coming undone and falling to the floor in the hallway. The sudden exposure caused me to be overcome with raw emotion. I spun out of Tobin’s embrace and began to aggressively kiss her mouth and neck. I lifted up her dress, revealing that she was not wearing any underwear. The sight of her naked pussy caught me off guard. I kissed her again while my fingers danced towards her bare mound. When they arrived at their destination, my fingers were greeted with a flood. Tobin was apparently as turned on as I was. Just as I got into a rhythm with my hand, Tobin stopped me again.

“I don’t want your fingers right now,” she growled.

Understanding, I turned her around to face the wall. She braced herself against it as I rubbed the tip of my dick against her soaking wet slit. I contemplated teasing her, but I was much too horny, and it would serve to torture me just as much as it would her. I split her lips with my cock, sliding all the way to my hilt on the first thrust. The relief was immediate, but all too brief. I heard Tobin gasp as I slid in and lingered for half a second. I began to thrust gently at first, but with each consecutive thrust I felt a need to have the next one be harder and faster. Within seconds, I was fucking Tobin harder than I had ever fucked anyone in my life, which granted, was not a grand achievement, but it was something that I had never experienced before. Tobin started to moan, reaching down to start playing with her clit as I grabbed her hips and thrust into her as hard and fast as I could. Her moaning got louder, and was accompanied by a small squeak with each thrust. Her hand shot back towards the wall as she shouted “OOHHHHH FUUUUUUUCK!!!”

Sensing that she wanted me to slow down, my thrusts subsided as our heavy breathing became the only sound in the hallway. I came to a rest inside of Tobin, her pussy now even more wet than it was at the beginning of our session, a feat I thought to be impossible.

“Ok. I’m good. You can start again.” Tobin said after about a minute.

“You sure?” I asked.

“You’re good, but you aren’t that good….yet,” she said as she looked back at me with a sly grin.

I leaned forward and kissed her lips as I started to slowly build up speed with my hips. This time, we started out much more controlled, but it did not stay that way for long. I began to paw at Tobin’s still covered tits. The thin fabric of her dress was the only thing separating me from them as she was wearing no bra. As I thrusted faster, my desire to see and feel her bare tits exponentially increased. I tried to pull them out, but the they were too contained. I knew that I was building towards an orgasm, and thus my aggressiveness grew. I pulled at her dress in an attempt to free her breasts, accidentally ripping down the seam. While both of us noticed, neither of us cared at the time. The actual ripping of the dress fueled both of us. My hands clamped onto Tobin’s tits as I thrust into her one final time.

“I’m gonna cum!” I grunted.

Quicker than I thought possible, Tobin was off of my dick, and on her knees. As soon as her mouth found my cock, the levees burst and I was cumming harder than I ever had before. Tobin tried to take all of it in her mouth, but some of it began to leak out the corner of her mouth. As I finished, her lips slid off of my dick, holding my entire load in her mouth before swallowing. Tobin licked her lips, then looked down at her now ruined dress.

“Sorry about that,” I said sheepishly.

Now that I had finished and we were winding down, the temporary animalistic nature I had experienced was quickly fleeing. I was acutely aware that I was naked in the hallway of my dorm, and that I had ripped Tobin’s dress.

“Well I guess you earned this.” She said, ignoring my apology.

Tobin reached down to where her sweater was lying and pulled out the master key. She put it in the lock, and opened the door. As I walked in, I heard Tobin.

“You free tomorrow?”

I turned around. “I think so. Why?”

“We are going shopping tomorrow. You owe me a new dress. Besides I need you there to make sure that it fits properly.”

I stood in my doorway as Tobin walked down the hallway, closing the door when she disappeared into the staircase. I walked over to my bed and sprawled out, my mind wandering as to what the next day would bring.

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