It was Thursday, right after writing the last paper of my end of term, a week after students doing other courses had closed already and the day my roomie was leaving the campus.
I was left all alone, and the boredom was too intense, nothing I did seemed to make sense or change anything. To worsen it, power had gone and the silence was too loud that I could hear the flow of my blood, my thoughts were as loud as a trumpet and the noise of a pen drop could hurt my ears đ.
"Wait, a pen?" I thought to myself, "Maybe I could use this time to write poetry."
I was two verses through writing when I heard a voice speak to me. Who is it? I thought for a second, then answered myself that itâs Doris before I could turn to check who it was. Of course itâs her, the only female that enters my room without knocking and worse, I had the door wide open for I knew I was alone in the hostel.
She was wearing an orange dress, African dress made from Sitenge, (female wrapper [cotton cloth]) material and it was flared, reaching her just above the knees. It had a huge round neck that left the top of her boobs revealed (cleavage). She has long smooth legs and very slim and dark in complexion. She had no makeup on and her hair was as natural as rain water. She looked so beautiful, especially that day.
Whatâs that they say about silence only sticking around until someone in the room decides to speak? Damn right itâs true. She broke the silence with her voice saying, âThought I wouldnât find you here, Iâm alone in my room and I was super bored.â I told her itâs good she came, I was more than bored too.
She asked what I was doing. I told her I was writing a poem about boredom and loneliness. She asked me to read it for her. I refused, but offered to read something different for her. A poem I had written sometime back about the beauty of my tradition. But knowing that sheâd think I was meaning the beauty of a girl, I read it and asked if she could guess what I had on mind when writing it. âYour girlfriend?â she answered with a question. âNOPE,â I responded, âI had you on mind.â
I lied to her because of how beautiful she looked, she deserved such a compliment anyway. I could see her blushing and trying to hide the excitement. I had never flirted with her before, but I had to try to that day. I looked at her face without looking away with my one sided smile. I could tell she was beginning to be shy. She sat on my bed trying to distract me and make me look away.
Wow, with her sitting on the bed, I could now see her cleavage too clearly since I was sitting on a chair a little bit high. I didnât mean to stare at the boobs, but just how smooth and tasty they looked, I couldnât resist it.
She got shy and tried to make herself busy on her phone right before it went off due to low battery. For the first time I was thankful to power being off cause she couldnât charge.
I walked to the bed and sat next to her, I turned to her and looked straight into her eyes while holding her eyes and told her sheâs beautiful. Then I held her chin and told her Iâd give anything to have a girl like her but âŚ.. âsssssh, Dyna Iâm taken you know, and he is your friend for that matter,â she interrupted me.
âNO, he isnât my friend really, we only say hi and his class is just next to mine, nothing more or less. And do not take away my right of expression.â I told her. âBut DynaâŚâŚ.â I interrupted her with a kiss. Her lips were as soft as cotton wool, I had never kissed lips so lovely and addictive like hers, and they were sweet as though it was a natural apple juice or bardo wine blended in Moscow.
I grabbed a handful of her hair and kissed her neck while lowering her to lean backwards until she was finally lying on the bed with me kissing her on top of her, She sighed. I slid my hand in her dress, stroking her thigh without letting go of the hair. (This would be called aggressive if times hadnât changed). My hand was sliding easily like a fabric made from the fine threads produced by bumblebee sliding on a glossy surface. [DamnâŚ. She too sexy]. Her sighs started mixing with moans. I looked at her with a sexy smile.
I part her legs and pulled the dress upwards, now I could see her pinkish underwear. As though she knew, she wore matching panty and a push up lace bra. I felt like screaming in joy for this sightful thing. I planted a kiss on her belly button. Grabbed her pant and started piling it off. She raised her ass up to allow me pull it off, I threw it across the room without paying attention to where itâd land. I flickered my tongue from her pubic zone through her naval to her belly button.
My left hand grabbed her boob, I lay between her legs, right hand rubbing her pussy, Yeah, what would I wait for? Lips on her mouth ( I had to shut her moans, they were too much for me to handle) her eye pupils were turned back in as though she wanted to see her skull, I could read pleasure written all over her expressions.
I pulled her dress up completely off her body, WOW. Just WOW! That body. I couldnât figure out what to do with it. I spread her legs and ran my tongue on her well shaven pussy. I hardened my tongue and made its way inside the love making tunnel.
She reacted to the warmth of my tongue with a loud moan. She grabbed my heard as though she wanted to smack in on her pussy. She pulled it harder and harder on her pussy, I could hardly breath, my heart started pumping faster and with such pressure, my erection inside my pants was as hard as a bronze sword with the correct amount of tin in the alloy. Lucky enough, as though she knew, she unhooked my belt, ripped my shirt, and together with my boxer, she pushed my jean that was already stained by her pussy juices from when I was sleeping on her down to my knees and I helped take it off completely.I went back to the licking of her pussy, sucked on her clit, she was now moaning uncontrollably, I ate her like I had starved for centuries, she grabbed the bed sheet but they were not enough to hold the coming of her come. She started to make to sit, that couldnât stop me, I could tell she wanted to grab my shirt but she had removed it already. I felt nails dig into my back, she really wanted something to hold, and whatâs with girls and keeping long nails? At this point her moans turned into screams as she was Cumming and I without stopping kept sucking and licking harder.
She released me and I stopped, looked at her with a smile and winked, went up to kiss her with my hard rod rubbing on her pussy, I squeezed her boobs and she pushed me trying to breath.
I sat on the chair with my tool for fucking positioned upwards and she came over to sit on it and it entered her slowly; I watched her mouth open as I moved in with every inch. She moaned, I groaned, she started off in slow circular motions and escalated to fast back and forth movements and my hands were on her waist to support her by pulling her harder on my dick, she fucked me than I expected from a shy girl.
She tightened her pussy muscles on my dick, I groaned loudly in pleasure, she laughed.
I carried her to the bed with me still inside of her; she opened her eyes in surprise and I said, âFuck meâ. ShiiiT, that is all she needed to hear, no more story. She held my laps as she was sitting on me, she started to twist her waist as though she was Shakira, I cried out in pleasure like a shy girl getting her first oral. She wined her waist on me for a few minutes with me fondling with her breastacles.
When she noticed I was getting used to this, she bent over and started humping me with her breastacles on my face. She bounced like a bull trying to drop a cowboy from its back. I guess she loved that cause she got to hear all the things I was saying, I think I even spoke Portuguese.
Still lying on me, she closed her legs and placed them between mine. I tried to wriggle out but NO WAY would she let me. She even said, âyou ainât going nowhere dude, you have to get my pussy dry first!â
I turned her over, put her legs on my shoulders, rammed my way in, pinned her hands in surrender position, to make her look like she surrendered her pussy to me.
Went straight into her again and again and pounded her with her jiggly jugs jiggling helplessly. I pounded so hard while she screamed. Vouple minutes later, I heard her shout⌠âIâm cumming, Iâm cumming.â This was her second cumming. I was cumming too.
I withdrew from her pussy and spilled my cum (sperm) on her belly.
Yeah, that is the withdrawal method, corpus interruptus.
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