to mount her then and there? I smiled slightly, thinking of that one, and all of the cheesy porno letters-to-the-editor cliche that it was based on.
In the end, I decided it didn't matter. I had to be here. The fact was that I was here, for better or worse. After all, if she'd stuck a highlighter up her cunt and asshole, let me go down on her in my office, and fucked my brains out last night, what could she possibly say about my being here tonight?
I made my way quietly out of the common room, and slipped into a stairway vestibule that led up to Sonia's wing of the third floor. Her dorm room, I knew, was the corner suite down the long, southern hallway. It was the last door, which opened into a small study area and two more doors--one being Sonia's. It took just a few moments to make it there, and I managed to do so without running into any other students. It appeared that everyone was asleep or out on the town.
I inhaled softly, and held my breath as I tried the knob to Sonia's door. It creaked, and I exhaled. It then opened ever so slightly in my hand. My heart jumped into my throat. I was here, and I was getting in, and I was dizzy with adrenaline. I eased the door open completely and slipped inside, closing it quickly but quietly behind me.
Across her small dorm room, lit by soft moonlight filtering in through a single window, I could see her lying on her stomach. I watched her for a few moments as she breathed gently in her slumber, before approaching her. She lay on her stomach, but listed to one side, with a knee curled up, her gorgeous, heavy ass-cheeks visible under the thin, sheer blanket. My cock twitched as I noted this. I had to get closer.
As I hovered over her, I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. The scent of her lotion and her skin, combined with the slight, sweet tinge of her sex, danced in my nose and sent shockwaves through my mind, my chest, and my cock. I pulled back the rest of the covers from her body, exposing her completely. She was naked. She stirred, ever so slightly, as I pulled down the covers, but didn't wake. I just have to touch her , I thought, as a heavy pounding--my heart racing--played in my ears.
Her skin was soft and warm. Gently, I drew my fingers across her. I concentrated on her ass, and ran the pads of my fingertips in small circles up and down the swell of her cheeks. After a few moments, she must have felt the touch, felt something, because she pulled her knee up closer to her chest and adjusted her hips on the bed. Her ass was even more open to me now, and I could see the faint twinkle of sweat between her cheeks in the moonlight. I pulled my finger down the crack of her ass, wiping the delicate sweat away, and then eased the digit into my mouth. She tasted so good! Closing my eyes, I shut out the world, so as to concentrate my every nerve on savoring her essence.
Easing back slightly from her bed, I pulled my pants down to my knees. I needed to come, then and there. As I touched my cock, I almost lost control, but forced myself to calm down. Control. I wanted this to last as long as it possibly could. Seeing Sonia naked and helpless, unconscious, before me proved immensely erotic. I was in a sexual frenzy and, at this point, all I needed was to feel the tightening of my balls and the heavy spasms of orgasm.
An intense urge built in my chest as I slowly pumped myself, kneeling on the ground with my face inches from the naked, sleeping body of my love. With my free hand, I carefully touched her ass-cheeks again, running my palm over the soft, yielding flesh. She moaned quietly, and I wondered what kind of dream she could be having while stimulated unaware like this. Soon, I was on the cusp of orgasm and had to release my cock. As much as I needed to come, I didn't want this to end. I didn't want to come just yet. With my cock glistening with my spittle and still throbbing, I stood up and leaned over Sonia's prostrate body. I took her ass-cheeks gently in my hands and spread
Rebecca Hamilton, Conner Kressley