“Hey Clar.. what’s the rush?” Angie hollered after Clarissa as she bolted from class. “Some times I just wonder about that girl. Well later I’ll drop off the ‘ass’ignment that she forgot” Angie shrugged her shoulders not giving it a second thought why her journalism partner was in such a big hurry to escape from Journalism 1+1.
“Fuck, I need..” Clarissa ran straight into a solid wall of muscles and flesh. Looking up, dazed, “Oh Excuse me.. (recognizing that face of the hottie who help at the airport) your.. your Marty, the Ah goalie for (tripping up on her words as they fall from her mouth) for the Pink Sands aren’t you? (Way to go Clarissa want to see if you have a third foot) Fancy me running (feeling up his muscles on his arm and stomach) into you here on campus (yes, I am cuming) Ah would you like to fuck me some time? (What did I just say..)” Clarissa grinned. “Wait, your that chick from the airport right. The one (staring at her tits not her face) that.. was looking for a ride? Right.. (getting a Woody just from her tits, oh ya I notice) Sure I would like to fuck you, maybe we could go out first then fuck (yes his cock rivals that of his paddle, fuck I’m cuming again) (This chick is desperate or a crazy stalker type either way I’m game[Marty thought]) yes” Marty finished. (Was this a question or a date, fuck I hate when I see him and forget everything else) Yes! I mean, yes (dam, I could drink his soul forever)” grinning back at him like a love struck fool, “Oh let me give you my address so you know where I am” scribbling down directions to her place, directions to her bed, to her eager cum filled pussy. “Great I’ll see you at sex” looking over her his hand came up to wave down one of his friends, “I’ll see you then” gripping Clarissa on the bum for a goodbye squeeze. “Ohmigoddess, can I believe his eyes the color, the depth.. how many times I will be cuming just from his body” shivering as the first visible orgasm showed it’s self.
Looking over the outfit that she was going to wear in a little over a hour away. “New bra check (looks like a belt with pads), new shirt that I got yesterday, new collar, new suspenders and a borrowed black lace miniskirt (Mmm, can’t wait to see his face with this on, cums up to mid lip).. now to hop in the shower” reaching for her towel. Checking the clock, “Yep if I go now I can beat the next wave of girls and get some hot water” saying this she absentmindedly left her apartment. Putting her towel on the hook (yea I missed it by a mile butt that hottie is taken me out, Yes!). She stepped into the shower stall, “The one good thing about this is, digital controls so set it and forget it” setting the temperature of the water and stepping in the maze of shower nozzles that hung from the walls and ceiling. Moving deep into the steam filled stall, “Have my cock on the rope and both boobs of shampoo and conditioner” never realizing that someone was stalking her. A slap to her pussy brought about the first surprise orgasm, the feel of a body caressing all her sensitive parts from her tits to her pussy. Pressing hard on the outside, dragging his finger back up the center, his cock lanced between Clarissa’s legs. Clarissa’s arms bracing herself as the water cascades down her body blinding her to this new threat. Clarissa could not move be it nerves or the impending orgasm that lurked just behind her thin vale of skin. Trying to talk, “Who Ooo.. Mmm Mmmm Ooooh..” was all that came out of her orgasm riddled mouth. “Don’t say a word” was whispered into her ear, “just moan..” His finger found her button her externally g-spot, he pressed hard, rotating it around despite the trembling cuming from her arms. “Moan for me” was said like a ghost the voice drifting from one ear to the next. “No, no.. nOoo.. Ooo.. Oh fuckkk” this stalker knew how to play with pussy good, taking it from a barren plane to a glistening wetland in a matter of seconds. Bucking against the system, bucking against everything she knew to give her pleasure butt she couldn’t, there was something different about this stalker, this sexual fiend. “No.. I.. I.. Oh my.. Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm..” inserting two fingers that where wider then her pussy. “.. Mmmmmmmmm fuckkk Mmm Ooooh Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” what was it that made her cum so easily. The picture of Marty flashed in her head, his long lean build, muscles bulging in all the right places, his skin smooth with no tattoos that were visible. “OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss yesssssssss..” knowing she would hate herself for giving into this.. “his ring”. On his left hand, ring finger.. “Ooo my fuckkk.. Oh Oh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa’s body giving in to the torture that has been inflicted on her clit, the resistance she had put up to deny any orgasm to the one dude she invited to fuck her. “Yesssssssss.. Ooooh yesss fuckkk Mmm Mmmmmmmmm..” no longer able to resist, the only thing her body knew is to cum. Contorting her body, exposing her pussy for him to slip his massive cock into and pound away at her pussy. “Yes.. yesss.. fuckkk OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” clawing at the tiled wall as her tits pressed against them. Pushing back time and time again as his long hard cock invaded Clarissa’s moist juicy pussy. Then he rips it out, his cock ripped from her tight lips just when she was taking a breath so she could moan again! He ripped it out! Pushing Clarissa to her knees, taking her by the hair. With the shower to her back, the steam still cuming from the wetness in the air, Marty’s cock impacted with her cheek sending ripples outward. “Suck my cock till I exploded in you hot little mouth” Marty said, not giving her a chance to reject his offer. His cock so big, so hard, so real. Lashing out with her tongue, stroking the underside of the only thing that mattered, his cock. Feeling his hand on the backside of her head, his grip to the underside of her jaw, “Ohmigoddess I just have to fucking cum, have a fucking orgasm, yes yes yes.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh” caring that his cock could, would go deeper. Praying that it would and she would not reject his prize stick. “HaaHaaHaaaaa.. I.. ..ucking cum.. … cuMmmming..” Marty moaned spraying his load deep in her mouth. Giving everything to his cock as to not be out looked by the slightest drop of cum. The relaxing of his hands, the freedom of spitting or swallowing, the hunk of a man sharing his seed with Clarissa. They locked eyes, him being all sweaty despite the water tumbling down around him. Clarissa, on her knees looking up at this hunk of a goalie who just jismed in her mouth. A gulp sealed the deal, a hand up from the tile floor as the two set their course back to her apartment passing bye the next wave of young lustful women who stood in awe as Clarissa and Marty ascended the stairs together hand in hand.