I Love College [Open]

[temptationsx]

Stepping outside and into the warm California air after being imprisoned in a lecture hall for nearly three hours gave Alexia the faintest bit of hope that Summer was just around the corner. She continued to count down the days until her college graduation; nineteen days and counting. It was weather like this that made the brunette want to do nothing but slip into a bikini and hit the beach. Unfortunately, the priority of school came first and foremost, pushing her needless desires aside. Or at least, for nineteen more days.

As she brushed away a stray strand of hair that had blown across her face, Alexia made her way towards one of the many dorms that were located across campus. This one, in particular, was the dorm building that housed a certain boy that she had been seeing for nearly the past two months - not exactly a love interest, but not merely a fuckbuddy, either. It was nothing serious, at least to her it wasn't, but all in good fun.

Unsure of whether or not Andrew was even to be found in his room, Alexia took her chances and carried herself to the fourth floor of the building; the floor that constantly smelled of beer, pot, and boys. Typical. Alexia made her way down the hallway, the sound of her flip flops faint compared to the various genres of music that blasted from room to room. She reached the end of the hall, turning on the ball of her feet to face the door of room 414: Andrew's room that he shared with another boy. Lightly, Alexia knocked on the door, secretly hoping that he wasn't off lifting weights or visiting other friends. It was merely a few seconds before the door opened, exposing a messy-haired, green-eyed Andrew, sporting nothing but a pair of cargo shorts. "Hey," Alexia spoke with a smirk, her eyes directly on his own. "are you alone?" She questioned him hopefully, craning her neck slightly in attempts to see past the boy and into his dorm room.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

Andrew Sinclare and Mike Mc Master with w/Kimerly

Andrew looks down at the floor. "Well you see Alexia. What the hell! Why not, come in. " He moves out of the way and waves Alexia in. In the back of the dorm room Mike has Kimberly over his desk pounding her from the rear. He looks over at her.

"Hey Alexia come on in! " He waves her to come on. "This is Kimberly she just stopped by. Just like you. You want some herb or Bacardi 151 I got a brand new bottle."

 

[temptationsx]

Alexia narrowed her eyes at the boy at his momentary hesitation - that just wasn't like him. Relief came over her when he motioned her inside, holding the door open for her. When she stepped into the room, Alexia was taken aback by the sight of Andrew's roommate going at it with some girl who could barely pass as a college freshman.

"Uhm, yeah." Alexia raised an eyebrow but nonetheless brushed off the fact that Andrew and his roommate were known for such antics. Clearly, Alexia was well aware of this, as she was one of Andrew's more frequent visitors.

She retrieved the bottle of Bacardi from the rattling desk, pouring herself a heaping shot and tossing it back quickly.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

Umm Qasr/Anthropology and Archeology

Kimberley's eyes are half closed as she bounces back against Mike. Kimberley was not listening to Andrew ahe has tuned him out focusing on Mike's man tool in her pussy. When she heard another female in the room she turns her head. She smiles at the brunette. Her suntaned face impresses Kimberly. The pasty white skin of the girls back east made her uncomfortable. She extends a hand to her.

"My name is Kimberly Saud. I'm checking out this college for summer classes. I'm taking Anthropology and Archeology at Harvard and in the fall going to a dig outside of Umm Qasar. I understand.....ah just a minute." She looks back at Mike.

"Mike I'm a Saudi princess not a goat, concentrate on what your doing. You slipped out twice!"

She returns looking at Alexia. "Sorry about that. Like I was saying. I understand they have a very good school here for Anthropology and Archeology."

 

[temptationsx]

Alexia stared, likely a look of confusion plastered on her face as the girl made casual conversation with her in midst of her lay. It took her a moment to realize she had reached a hand out to her before she took it, giving her a gentle handshake.

"Uhm, yeah, I guess, maybe? Liberal arts here.. I'm not much into the academics.." She smirked ever so slightly as she shifted her gaze towards Andrew

 

[Original_Cyn2]

Mike McMaster

Brushing the thick fall of chestnut curls impatiently from his eyes, Mike took in the sight before him with appreciation. Princess or goat, one thing was certain, she was a hot little fucking machine.

He'd always done well with the gals - young and old. The combination of blue eyes, thick lashes , messy curls and bad boy smile drew 'em like flies.Topping 6'2" by 15 got him noticed but it was his devotion to fitness that finished the package...well..that was damn big too. But this one had made him pause, an ego rub for sure. Every guy on campus had beaten off to her in his head at least once he was sure.

The tawny, silken flesh pressing back against him, radiating a tension that foretold fury brought him back on point, large hands spanning her waist. He paused just long enough for her signature saucy shake of the head before digging his thumbs deep into perfect curve of her hip, thrusting into her with a ferocity that should have had her licking his foreskin. Yep, there it was...he could feel her belly ripple beneath the splay of his fingers, the arch of her back as her climax built in strength. He pulled all the way out, sliding callused fingertips between her dripping thighs turning her protest to a mewl of pleasure at the rough, rhythmic assault on her clit. His thumb rimmed her once, feeling her tense before sliding his cock back into the wet heat of her hungry little snatch. Even, steady strokes primed her back into slow waves of building release.'

Damn. He'd been paying more attention to her than to his own state, the tightening surge in his balls catching him by surprise. Too close a thing and he wanted to feel her clench down on him, feel that surge of heat before he came. He reached around her, between her taut thighs, his fingertips a percussive coup de grace. He set his jaw, resisting the demand of his body as as she tensed beneath him. Come on, come on...the gasp of indrawn breath...yep, there it was...he filled her depths and felt the first shudder before the little animal between her legs swallowed him fully, feral ferocity that could be tamed like a kitten. With a growl of satisfaction he lets go, the initial rush making his blood surge, the windup and full release almost painful in it's strength. Heart pounding and vision hazy, he pours himself into her, her sex like a glove sucking every measure from within him.