1. Doubling my score


    Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: College Sex, Author: SirSpewalot, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    kissed her farewell, and left. When I returned to my dorm room, I went for a quick shower and then looked at my to-do list. I had shipped off the last of all my big stuff the day before and only had personal belongings for the plane and school furniture left in y room. I had to return a few things I had borrowed from three of my friends, so I put them all in a bag and went around to say good-bye after dinner. After two hours I came to the last of my friends to visit, Lilly, a Taiwanese biology student. I knocked on her door and waited, and suddenly she said “Hey” behind me. She wore a robe; her hair was in a towel and she had a few toiletries in a bag. “Returning your records,” I said, and she unlocked the door and invited me in. We sat and chatted, and after fifteen minutes she got up to hang up her towel. Her hair was partly wet, shoulder-length and glossy black, and as she walked to the radiator to hand out her towel, she stepped over her cello, which she had out in the corner to practice (she was a cellist in the student orchestra). “Here,” she said, “let me play something for you.” She had me sit on the edge of her bed and took the chair (she had a small room with little furniture; those were the only two places to sit), and she hiked up her robe almost to her hips and held the cello between her legs suggestively. She then played the solo part of the first movement of Elgar’s Cello Concerto as she stared into my eyes. I caught several wrong notes but made no sign, while ...
    she bit her lip each time. When she finished, she put the cello down beside the chair but left her robe hitched up. She was naked under her robe and almost fully exposed. She leaned back a little and kept looking me in the eyes, and I stood up, walked over to her, and pushed her robe further up to see all of her flushed lips and fairly thin patch of hair. She kissed me and whispered, “Why didn’t you ever do this sooner?” “Scared.” “Silly, I’m not scary.” “All real women are scary.” She laughed and swatted my chest lightly, “Silly.” I kissed her and ran the fingertips of my right hand along the insides of her thighs, starting at her left knee and around to her right knee and back. In the middle of each pass my fingers passed through her pubic hair a little lower each time. After the fifth pass I started massaging her mount and worked my fingers down to her lips. She sucked my tongue harder and nibbled my lip, and then kissed along my jaw to my ear as my fingers spread her lips and worked inside her. I pulled away and held out my hands to her. She stood up and dropped her robe and helped me undress. She sat on the edge of the bed. I pushed her back and lay above her; she was hot and breathing fast. I kissed her deeply and squeezed and rubbed her small breasts as she moved rhythmically underneath me, and then I began kissing my way down her jaw to the side of her neck, then to her throat and down to her breasts. I had been running my fingertips leisurely along her slit, but now ...
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