Answer the phone

You fish the phone from your pocket, a task only made difficult as Meghan fishes your cock from your pants. You feel her lips wrap around your cockhead as you check the ID on the call - Melody. Feeling guilty about the blowjob you're receiving as you do so, you answer.

"Hi," you say shakily.

"Umm... hi," she responds. "I, uh... I've had some time to think about things and I've kinda used a few friends to talk about it. I didn't tell anyone any names, but they're all telling me what I think I already knew. I really think we need to talk about everything between us. Just you and me, like we used to back in high school, you know?"

"Yeah. Yeah, we should," you respond. Your eyes roll back in your head at the sensation of Meghan's tongue running up the underside of your cock. Her hand gently massages your balls and her mouth provides a sensual vacuum. "Umm... I'm kinda not on cammmm-pus right now. How about I call you when I get back? Or are you gonna sleep in the dorm tonight?" Your words are strained as the beautiful girl blowing you shows more of her tricks.

"I don't know yet," she sighs. "Are you... feeling okay?"

"Yeah, I'm..... fine. Just getting a massage.... from one of the pre-med students. She said she needed the.... practice." You can feel your balls tightening already. You've got no way to warn her about the pending eruption without revealing everything to Melody.

"Okay, then," Melody seems satisfied with the explanation. "I won't hold you up, then. Give me a call when you get back." You say your good-bye and disconnect, just as you fail to suppress an orgasmic moan that feels like it echoes down the bluff. Your cum sprays in torrents into Meghan's waiting mouth, and as promised, she swallows every bit. You return the phone to your pocket as she gets up.

"You've got a nice cock, Jack. Definitely not tiny, and not some freak monster. Not gonna let you up my ass today, but I'll think about it." She strokes your cock, still warm and heavy even after losing its strength. "How long does it take you to get it up again?"

"No idea," you admit, eyeing her tits and imagining her nipple in your mouth. Meghan's purse begins to spurt music, and she reaches in to get her own phone. You take advantage of the angle to snag her pants and pull them down to her thighs. She looks back smiling, then sits back to let you finish the job. You've got her panties off and your nose against her clit by the time she answers.

"Heya, Red," she says as you apply your tongue; her flavor is heavenly, and she squeaks in appreciation. "No, I'm okay. Just getting oral from a stud I found on campus."

You slide a finger into her, causing her to wriggle some. "No, I can still talk. Oh, I'm sorry. Yeah, I guess it is. Talk to me, hon. Oh, wow...." You're not sure if the last is directed at 'Red' or at you, given that she starts to crush your head between her thighs. You crook the finger inside her just so and stimulate her g-spot. She inhales sharply.

"Oh.... wow, that's.... that's... I'm sorry, I don't know what to say. Is he? Oh, yeah. Definitely. Well, if you let him do that, I'm not sure why you wouldn't.... Oh. Oh. Ooooh!" Her legs squeeze you and her inner walls spasm around your finger. "Yeah, sorry, he just made me come. Yeah, he's really good...." You take that as a compliment and continue to nibble on her labia. She inhales sharply. "Yeah, it's probably a good idea. No, I wouldn't go straight to the sex. Sounds like you have a lot to talk about. Yeah. Hey, give me a call when you get things figure out."

You take her clit between your lips and suck lightly. Meghan moans as she draws near a second orgasm. You add a second finger to her pussy and vigorously finger-fuck her. Within moments, she screams into a second orgasm, her entire body pulsing through her climax as you hold your fingers inside her. When she finally calms, you withdraw your digits and start to lick them clean. She stops you for a moment, then sits up to share the flavor of her essence on you. She's still breathing heavily as you both get dressed.

"I'd love to get that cock in me, but I think we need to go. Sounded like you've got a call to make and I've got a friend who needs me, too." Meghan grabs her clothes and dresses, intentionally sticking her ass out at you as she picks things up. You breathe heavily and zip up your fly, then follow her back to her car. You cop a feel of her tits on the way, and she smiles.

"Let's hook up some time. Just give me a call." You agree and exchange numbers. As she heads back to her dorm, you make the walk to yours, fishing out your phone to call Melody.