If you just take off, he'll be on your ass - literally, probably - in no time flat. You're going to need him out of action for at least a couple of seconds. You continue to ride him while you think, moving your hips almost instinctively. Hitting him over the head with a chair would work, but you'd have to get up, first... His balls, then? You'd have to get off of him first to be able to do any real damage... Then an idea strikes you. It's simple, but simplicity is the ultimate sophistication, or so they say.
You slow your pace and lean down, kissing him while letting out a sensual purr. "Mmmm, you know, I think I might just be able to get used to this..." His grin spreads even wider. "You like my cock that much, huh? Well good, because you're going to be spending a lot of time bouncing on it!" You **** yourself to giggle and embrace him. While locked in a kiss, you pull his torso up with you. You feign more passion in the kiss, though his response is probably genuine considering his ego is even more oversized than his dick. Your hands drift up from his back, along his shoulders and neck, and then grab hold of his hair. For a couple of seconds more you continue both the kissing and fucking, but then the time has come to strike.
As hard as you can, you slam Sam's head into the wall next to you. He lets out a low, drawn-out groan, but you're not about to hang around to see how quickly he recovers. You scramble off the bed, trailing a thin string of lube an other assorted fluids trailing from you both. You dash towards the door, then outside. "Cindy!!" Before you round a corner in the hallway, you look back and see Sam stumble out of your door and into your neighbor's. He loses his balance and falls, and you run towards the common area to find help.
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