Call Laura

There’s a number on your phone that you’ve been meaning to dial for a few days now, but you pause before pressing the button. Do people even call each other these days? you think, but you clearly remember her face at the bar, mouthing the words Call Me, and so the finger comes down.

Laura picks up on the first ring.

“Hey, who’s it?” Her voice is chipper, and you can hear people jawing off in the background.

“Alex, from the party at Fiji last weekend? I’m the guy at the bar that—”

“I remember you! So, what did you… Oh, I know why you’re calling today, you dirty, dirty, boy.” You hear her laughing on the other side of the phone. “Okay, so you’re free now if you’re calling?”

“Uh… yeah, I am,” you manage to say.

“Meet me at the ChiO house in 10,” she says, and she ends the call.

That’s it? You’re in? I guess she gave my her number for a reason, you think, and you get up, making your way towards the sorority house. You find it soon enough, tucked away in a place by the gym, the bronzed letters standing clear against the sleek glass of the ultra-modern house.

The doorbell lets out a startlingly loud chime, which sends a dog inside barking like mad. You’ve met a couple of the ChiO girls before. Are you going to run into them today? The door swings open, revealing a tall, slim, dark haired vixen who looks like she could be a model.

{if Adriana > 0}Adriana{else}The girl{endif} gives you an impetuous look, and moves to slam the door back in your face, when a series of footsteps sounds in the distance. You see brown hair swishing back and forth as Laura comes down the steps, and {if Adriana > 0}Adriana{else}the girl at the door{endif} turns back to look at her.

“You know this kid?” she asks.

“Yeah, I invited him over. Were you about to shut the door on him, Adriana?”

“I thought he was an idiot looking for action. You know, since today is…”

“That’s precisely where he’s here, love,” she says, and she brushes Adriana aside, giving you a welcoming hug and peck on the cheek. Caught by surprise, you freeze for a moment, locking eyes with Adriana, and you catch her giving you a disbelieving stare.

Adriana

The moment soon passes, and Laura saunters up the steps. You follow close behind her, taking the chance to admire the way her shapely ass moves in those shorts as she reaches the second floor. There’s lots of noise coming down the left side of the hallway, sounds that remind you suspiciously of sex, but Laura heads down the right side instead. The place has clean white walls, with various framed photos of the ChiO girls hanging in the corridor, but you don’t have a chance to take a good look at any before Laura opens up a door, inviting you into her room.

Her room is spacious, certainly bigger than yours, and dominated by a four poster bed in its center. There are two dressers pressed up against the wall on the right, while the left side contains a desk that looks like it might sag from the weight of all the books stacked up on it.

“Impressive stacks,” you say, pointing at the collection of books. Without a chance to read all the titles, the ones on the left look like biology textbooks, while the ones on the right look more… eclectic.

“I’m glad you like my figure,” she replies drily, as your eyes inadvertently lock onto her tits instead of her eyes. She’s seated on the bed, with a teasing smile and a white tee that struggles to contain her assets. Can you be blamed?

“What can I say? The feeling’s mutual,” you say, cozying up to her.

“That’s reassuring,” she says, slipping a hand under your shirt.

You reciprocate the gesture, finding two delightful orbs that are bound up by a blue bra. That needs to be rectified, you think, but you end up struggling with the clasp.

Laura gives you a mirthful look, her hand having started to probe the area down there, and with a quick motion, she undoes the bra. With her tits set free, you get to work, ducking your head down to give them the attention they deserve. You plant kisses across the bottom of her bare tits, transitioning to soft nibbles as you feel her hand wrap around your soft cock. She begins to stroke as you finally reach the areola, both sensitive areas stiffening under your respective touches.

“Let me make one thing clear,” Laura says, pushing your chest flat against the bed, straddling your body. “I like you, but we’re only here today, doing this, because of what day it is. So we’ll 69, but nothing more. Understand?”

“Yeah?” you ask, a little confused at why she’s suddenly so uptight. Is this just a power kink? You’re kind of into it, if so, but it doesn’t quite feel like that…

“Some boys don’t play nice,” she says, leaning over you, her head looming over yours. A hand of hers wraps around your cock. “They don’t know when to stop. So I’m making things real fucking clear.”

You nod, eyes widening a little, and she smirks at you, swivelling around so that her sweet ass pushes up against your face. A moment later, you feel her going down on you. Her mouth gains access to your cock, her lips wrapping softly against your head, just the lightest pressure and a hot breath to let you know what’s up.

From her position, leaning at a diagonal above you, she slowly straightens out her body, simultaneously taking more of you into her mouth while placing her ass directly in front of your face. You know the drill, now.

With a grin on your face (because boy do blowjobs rock), you stick your face against her ass, hands holding those smooth cheeks to give you slightly better access. You slick a finger against her folds, admiring her clean shaven pussy, and then dip it inside.

“That’s not what I was expecting,” Laura breathes, using a hand to give the base of your cock a firm squeeze. You continue to slowly finger her for a couple moments, before responding.

“What, you wanted this instead?” You begin to eat her out as you say the words. The low moan she gives in response is everything you needed to know.

Meanwhile, she’s busy sucking your cock, taking long, languid laps that leave you wanting for more. She’s slowly but surely bringing you to the edge, and then she stops, taking a breath.

“This cock tastes of other women,” Laura muses. “Good on you for getting some action today.”

“Keep on going. Please,” you mutter, barely ducking your mouth away from her to say the words. She does so as you return to what you were doing before, working your tongue inside her pussy, and you feel her envelope your cock once more.

Laura knows what she’s doing. Though her technique seems simple, almost sparing, she brings you to the brink almost instantly, something about the pressure and the pace and the way she occasionally lets her tongue play across your skin doing the trick. She keeps you there, too, never letting the orgasmic bliss come, and you sense that she’s waiting for you to do the same.

“Almost there,” she says, confirming your guess, and you redouble your efforts. You frantically send your tongue towards the roof of her pussy, trying to find that g-spot, and you must hit it eventually, because when she starts coming then, she does something with her mouth that sends your ass clenching and the cum flowing.

Moments later, you slump back on the bed, a little exhausted from the orgasm and the day’s events.

“Now get out of here,” Laura says half-jokingly, shooing you away with a gesture. You can hear shrieks of ecstasy from the room next door, and you wonder who’s in there, but it’s none of your business.

“What? So soon? I thought we were going to fuck in a second,” you say, but the smile on your face, and the fact that you’re already half-dressed again, makes it clear that you’re joking too.

“You’ll have your chance,” she says, and as you step out of her room, she waves you goodbye.

Laura +69
Adriana +5