Armpit

Chloe is breathing heavily, her perky tits glistening with your saliva as you pull back from sucking on them. Your eyes drift up to her raised arms as she stretches slightly, and something primal takes over.

Without thinking, you grab both of her wrists and lift her arms above her head, pinning them against the stack of mats. Chloe’s smooth, shaved armpits are fully exposed, glistening with a light sheen of sweat.

The sight instantly reminds you of the pair of her used, sweaty panties you still have hidden in your dorm. The memory makes your cock throb.

You can’t help yourself.

You dive straight in, pressing your face into her left armpit and mushing your nose deep into the warm, damp skin. You take a long, greedy huff, inhaling her strong, musky, slightly salty scent.

Chloe yelps in surprise. “Wha— Jack?!”

But her shock quickly turns into a fit of giggles. She squirms a little, clearly ticklish, but doesn’t pull away.

“Should I really be surprised after you sniffed my sweaty panties last time?” she laughs, the absurdity of the situation hitting her. “You actually kept them, didn’t you, you fucking perv?”

She’s still giggling, but her voice starts to turn breathier as you push your nose in deeper, huffing her pit like it’s the best thing you’ve ever smelled. After a moment she reaches down with one hand and holds the back of your head, pulling you even more firmly into her armpit.

“Well… might as well spoil yourself then,” she murmurs, half-amused, half-aroused.

You don’t need to be told twice. You drag your tongue slowly across her smooth, sweaty armpit, tasting the salty tang. Chloe lets out a surprised moan mixed with another giggle as you lick and suck at her pit, savoring her scent and flavor.

“Fuck… that’s so weird,” she laughs softly, though her hips are starting to roll against you. “And kinda hot at the same time…”

Your free hand slides down her body, slipping under her pleated skirt. You push her panties aside and start rubbing her pussy directly. Your fingers glide easily through her wet folds — she’s soaked. Chloe’s giggles turn into proper moans as you stroke her clit while continuing to lick and nuzzle her armpit.

Her breathing gets heavier. She keeps one hand on the back of your head, encouraging you to keep worshipping her sweaty pit while your fingers work between her legs.

“Shit, Jack…” she moans, her voice shaky with both laughter and arousal. “You’re such a dirty fucking boy…”