The Girl In My Class

Ah I love grad school. Especially when I'm in an undergrad class. I am sneaking through a girl's dorm right now with Kate, a long-haired brunette from class. Her hair is incredibly silky, and she has taken to wearing it down of late, flowing and shiny. We get to her room, she quickly unlocks the door and we are inside. She shyly puts her backpack down, and I drop my briefcase. I know what she wants but letting conversation get started will embarrass her. I step to her, taking her face in my hands and kiss her. Her lips eagerly part and my tongue slides between them, feeling her tongue in her mouth, caressing it softly. Her arm cross behind my head as she loses herself in the kiss. My hands slide up her shirt, over her smooth belly, feeling her ribs as I reach the swells of her breasts. She looks part Latin, and the enthralling warm soft curves beneath my hands help convey that image. She lifts her arms up and I peel the baby tee of her thin lithe body, enjoying her radiant 20-year-old form. She had gone without a bra today, something my hands are grateful for now as they encircle her nipples, teasing them a bit before closing and pinching them.

She moans softly as she opens her mouth and presses it to mine, her tongue aggressively entering my mouth, her body involuntarily seeking pleasure. I am pushed back to her bunk bed as she starts hurriedly unknotting my tie and unbuttoning the dark blue shirt below. Her kisses quickly drop to my chest. I marvel at the freedom of her actions now that the first step has been taken. I am watching in tremendous pleasure as she hurries to pile my clothes on the floor. Her warm hand on my hot shaft is a thrill, but still mild compared to the electric rush of her tongue laving over mushroom tip before I disappear in her mouth. I let her work briefly before pulling her off, wanting to slow down and savor this. But her eagerness gives her a different interpretation.

She stands, pushing off her white cotton pants, suddenly naked before me. She pushes me down onto the lower half of the bed, her face close to mine, kissing me. I let myself get enraptured in the kiss before I recognize her hand on me, guiding me into her. In a flash she has impaled herself on me. Her moan is loud and resonant in her mouth as she keeps her lips touching. She is grinding on me quickly, driving us both wild. In what seems like mere seconds, we are exploding together, her moans loud and ragged.

No sooner is the moment over than she is quickly dressing and handing me my clothes. Confused, I dress. She immediately pulls her book out and starts talking math, as if nothing had happened. Still mystified, the door creaks open, and her roommate walks in...

And Kate smiles and waves goodbye as she walks back to her dorm and I continue to the office alone, jolted very unpleasantly out of my dream...