Homework

You were now a few weeks in. You were living in the same accommodation, but you were a few floors above Zephyr. The university reserved the larger ground-floor rooms for Taurs, Driders, and wheelchair users. You mostly hung out in Zephyr's room as it was impractical for her to hang out in your room.

She had a standing desk by the window with a bookcase behind it and the bed in front. Although she was normally topless in her room, as she was at home, being on the ground floor meant that if she wanted to use the natural light of the window, she felt like she needed to put a top on.

You lay on the floor, your notes and homework all over the floor, while Zephyr had her books neatly on her desk. You finished your questions and started gathering up the pile of work around you. You rolled to your side, looking up at her. "Are you still working?" You asked gently, wondering if she was struggling or had enough. You noticed that while she had been concentrating on her work, her cock had sliped out of her sheath.

"I just have a few hard ones to work out." She replied, with a hint of frustration.

"I can see that." You joked, pointing towards her unsheathed cock. It wasn't hard, but you wanted to make the joke anyway.

"Ha Ha." She replied sarcastically.

"Anything I can help you with?" You asked.

"Well, since you're down there..." She replied, making her cock twitch by clenching her pelvic muscles. Implying it was her cock she wanted help with.

You caught her drift. "Wouldn't someone see us from the window?" You asked.

"he ee ha." Zephyr started to giggle. The idea that being seen by random students was a bigger concern to her straight boyfriend than going down on her herm cock was amusing. He had been doing it more often, although he had passed on any more anal sex of either variety. " Checked the angel, and unless you left the path and pressed their face to the glass, they wouldn't get the right angle. And if they are that desperate to perve on a girl getting her rocks off, then they're welcome to it."

Unable to think of any other reason why not, you scooched over and lay down at an angle, putting your head under her. You took her hardening cock into your hands and placed the tip to your mouth. You slowly and gently worked the tip with your tongue while working the shaft with your hands.

Zephyr felt like a weight was lifted from her shoulders, or more accurately off her groin. The feeling of her boyfriend servicing her cock felt oddly relaxing, and her mind cleared, helping her focus on her last few questions. "That feels so good, thanks for helping me relax." She told him. "Calculus always makes me tense."

"Anything for you, my love." You replied before returning your tongue to her tip.

Zephyr finished the last question and focused on the pleasure; her breathing increased and deepened. "Huu Oh." She gasped as she reached orgasm. She shot a load all over Malcom's face.

You gulped down Zephyr's load, feeling it shoot past your fingers as it traveled down her shaft and into your mouth. "I love the taste of you." you told her, reassuring her that this was something you enjoyed rather than did out of obligation. Sure, she would probably give you a blowjob or sex later but you didn't want her to think that she owed you one. "Although your pussy juice is nicer, less thick. You do tend to squirt all over me. You make a mess either way. Not that I care," you say as you get up to clean up. The ground-floor dooms had en suite bathrooms rather than your communal ones. Much better for hiding the fact you had a herm-taur facesual.