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"Does it SOUND like I'm okay?" I gasp before another coughing fit. Screaming for three days straight had really done nothing good for me. "I'll call him," I add once I'm done coughing.
 
"Did you check between your legs? I'll bet you can find him there. I figured you were calling in sore." He says, prompting me to lose it laughing. There is the Don I know and love!
 
I bust up laughing too, before having another coughing fit. "Dammit, Don!" I say, my voice weaker. "No, not at the moment, he's not. I've been screaming at him or for him for the past three days, I have no voice" Another sporadic coughing fit. "And fuck you too."
 
"Well, ok," Don says, going with it. "If he should, you know, 'pop up' somewhere, or maybe want to give you a rest, have him call in." I sit there laughing as he keeps making innuendoes.
 
"I'll be sure to do that," I whisper softly before coughing violently. Unable to speak for a few moments, I hold my middle finger toward the phone at Don.
 
You get off the phone and I laugh. "Don knows me pretty well, huh?" I smile. "We grew up together and he was my roommate in college. He knows how I am," I say, leaving that statement to hang, nearly begging you to ask for more information.
 
I cough a bit and rest my head on your lap, looking up at you. I find your hand and trace "Oh? And how are you really, love?"
 
I laugh a moment. "You know how I am baby. We had the same apartment with thin walls. He heard plenty of my rough rides and saw girls come in and saw them when they left. He used to call it 'The Reaping.'" I laugh again. "That's why he said he figured you were just sore."
 
I give a large, mirthful smile before writing, "Well, I AM sore too, however, that's not the reason I called in." My eyes are twinkling with happiness, and except for not being able to speak, I was in my happy zone again. Not just happy; elated.
 
"Oh, I know," I say. "Don could tell you some stories is all. College was, well you probably don't wanna know," I blush a bit.
 
I continue to smile up at you. "Well, you know I won't judge," I write. "But you can tell me some other time. Right now, I think oodles of cuddling are in order. You made me mad, and now my cuddle meter's almost empty" I give a playful pout at the last line
 
"No reason," I say. "You're just so cute like this. I just want to hold you like this forever." I kiss your forehead.
 
I blush a little bit and closes my eyes in happiness. I find one of your hands with mine and I slip mine into yours. I smile as I gently squeeze your hand.
 
I doze off as well, feeling like the happiest little girl in the world right now because of you. I hold onto your hand as we nap, not wanting to let go.
 
I wake you up in the middle of the day when i roll you onto me, straddling me, but your head staying on my chest, barely awake and maybe trying to just sleep on my chest. I see the top of your head, and your arms are curled beneath you, and between us as you remain curled up on me. I reach one hand between us and slowly, gently begin trying to press my cock into you once more.
 
I look up at you ask feel your hand and cock. I'm half awake now and I write "baby, I love it when you do this."
 
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