Studying

Dear Brad,

I want to tell you about your girlfriend. Lynne likes girls. Anyway she likes me. She came over last night, ostensibly to study. But we hadn’t been in my room six minutes when she had me up against the wall, kissing me. These kisses were just her lips licking mine. At first. And then she took my bottom lip between her teeth. And she bit soft but hard, and my mouth filled with juice and my breath came quick. I gasped and she sucked my tongue into her mouth. “What are you doing?” I wanted to say. Maybe I did say it because she backed off, just far enough so she could say, “I’m going to make you come.” Before I could answer, she’d bared my breasts and pinched both my nipples, still looking deep into my eyes, and when I blinked, she lowered her head to my right breast and caught my nipple between her teeth and the pleasure was almost more than I could stand. If I hadn’t been pressed back against the wall, I wouldn’t have been able to stand. I started to sag, and she reached down and got her hand between my legs, and the pressure, even through my jeans, was too much. I came. One strong shudder followed another while I melted down the wall. She melted with me. Somehow she managed to unbutton me and unzip me and get her fingers in my cunt. I came again, the strongest ever. Afterwards she held her wet fingers under my nose so I could smell myself, and then she rubbed them around my lips, and then she put them in my mouth and she fucked my mouth with her cunt-soaked fingers and then she pushed them back into my cunt and fucked me until I came again. She really knew what she was doing. Then she got up and pulled me up and led me to my bed. We sat side by side studying. Then we lay side by side studying. Then we lay other ways, studying, studying, studying, all night long.