She sits on your cock

Amy lowered herself onto my cock with deliberate intent, her eyes locked on mine as she took every inch. Her tight pussy stretched around my thickness, still slick from her earlier orgasm. She sank down until her ass rested against my thighs, then started moving—bouncing with purpose, riding me like she'd seen in that video I'd sent her.

Her movements were clumsy at first, but she found her rhythm fast. She lifted herself up until just the head remained inside her, then dropped back down hard. The wet slap of her pussy taking my cock filled the dorm room. Her t-shirt clung to her sweat-dampened skin, her small breasts bouncing with each thrust.

"Fuck," she gasped, grinding her clit against me when she bottomed out. "Like that... just like that video." She placed her hands on my chest for leverage and started fucking herself in earnest—lifting, dropping, rolling her hips in circles that made her walls clench around me.

I gripped her waist and thrust up to meet her, driving deeper. Amy's head fell back, her mouth open in a silent moan. Her inexperienced movements grew more desperate, more needy. She was chasing that same intensity she'd watched me give another girl, wanting to feel it for herself.

Her pussy grew wetter with each bounce, cream coating my shaft and dripping down onto my balls. She rode me harder, faster, her thighs burning from the effort but refusing to slow down. Every time she slammed down, she let out a breathy whimper that grew louder and more urgent.

I could feel her getting close again. Her inner walls fluttered around my cock, squeezing tighter with each downward stroke. She leaned forward, her hands gripping my shoulders, and started grinding in short, frantic circles that rubbed her swollen clit against my pelvis.

"I'm gonna cum again," she panted, her voice breaking. "Don't stop... please don't stop."

Her orgasm hit her like a wave. Her entire body seized up, her pussy clamping down hard around my cock as she shook and trembled on top of me. Clear fluid gushed out around my shaft, soaking my lap and the sheets beneath us. She kept riding through it, drawing out every pulse of pleasure until she finally collapsed against my chest, breathing hard and still impaled on my cock.