Take the jock's place

You realize you're rubbing your cock through your pants as you stand there in the gazebo, watching the couple making out in front of you. George the jock's hands have stopped roaming, with his left hand settling on Claire's right breast over her shirt, while his right hand is busy rubbing the inside of her left thigh. On the opposing side, Claire's hands are on the front of his pants, rubbing and grabbing at the sizable member George is evidently packing. You step to the side for a better view, and you think you even see the tip of his cock sticking out of the top of his pants.

The whole scene unfolding before your eyes is so steamy, plus you're standing close enough to take in the scent of Claire's pheromones, that you decide you need to get in on the action. However, you don't want to take away any of Claire's passion, so instead of doing something heavy-handed, you go for a more subtle approach. Still invisible, you activate the magic ring that stops time and the the couple freezes, their lips still locked together and hands on the other person's body.

Then, you activate your mind control ring while becoming visible again. You step closer to George and whisper into his ear, "George, when you can move, you'll step away and run out of the gazebo, back into campus, and hit the gym for 2 hours, forgetting about Claire and ignoring anyone who tries to interact with you. When you're done with the gym, you'll go back to your room and go to sleep for 12 hours. After that, you'll go back to normal when you wake up, and have a vague memory of fucking Claire here."

Next, you lean over to Claire's ear. "When you can move, you won't notice George moving away from you, instead you'll keep your eyes closed until you feel a person's touch. You'll assume that is George, ignoring any physical or any kind of difference like voice or height, and continue to make out passionately and subsequently, make sweet love to him. When the sex is over, you'll open your eyes and see nobody here, thinking George left without you, and you'll go back to the campus and then to bed. After that, you'll go back to normal when you wake up, and have a vague memory of fucking George here."

Satisfied with your instructions, you let time resume. As expected, George breaks away from Claire and promptly runs off, almost comically so, and you proceed to step into his place. The moment your hands touch Claire's body, she reacts by leaning forward to kiss you, forcing her tongue into your mouth. And even though you were anticipating it, you still jump a little when you feel her delicate but firm hands on the front of your pants, feeling and squeezing your cock like she's trying to make a mound out of it. For a while, you're kind of stunned as Claire assumes the role of the aggressor with her eyes closed, and your hands just hang in the air, unsure of what to do. Eventually, you come to your senses and lift up her shirt over her breasts, although you can't look down to sneak a peek as Claire keeps attacking your mouth with hers. You fumble around, feeling the lacy material covering her firm breasts and you give them a good squeeze, before pulling the bra down enough so that her nipples become exposed to the air. From the feel of them with your fingertips, they're small, round, and plenty aroused.

Your hands are moving down Claire's toned body when she beats you to it and starts working on your belt, undoing it in a swift motion that seems all too practiced, then the button and zipper of your pants. Before you know it, her warm right hand is sliding down the inside of your boxers and grasping your hard cock, while your pants slip down to your knees. You help ease your boxers down too, and you're again pleasantly surprised when Claire's left hand goes around you to grab your ass and grope it.

"Yeah? You like that?" you manage to ask in between catching a breath and Claire's unrelenting kisses.

"Uh huh, baby. Come on, make love to me..." Claire moans, pulling you in closer to her body. You respond by evading her lips, instead tilting your face down to kiss and nimble on the blonde's slender neck while your hands go up her skirt. At first, you don't feel anything as your fingers try to grab onto her panties, until you find some thin material and realize she's wearing a thong. Holding both sides of it, you pull hard to relieve her of the thong, when it snaps and you're just left with a piece of string in 1 hand when the rest of the under garment is still hanging on Claire's body. However, the small little flap of cloth that was covering Claire's pussy has fallen like a wall breached by invading troops, and your fingers feel the soft flesh of her pussy lips, already moist.

Meanwhile, Claire is jerking on your cock and guiding it at the same time as you adjust your standing position, and she helps to line your cock up with her pussy. When the tip of your cock presses against her snug folds, you don't even have to chance to prepare yourself to thrust into her, as she shifts her body forward to meet your cock, sinking herself onto it with her ass still barely on the table in the middle of the gazebo. Claire gasps as you bite down gently on her neck on penetration, and she begins to moan sensually as both of you move your hips, awkwardly at first like bunnies in heat, until your movements finally sync up and you 2 are fucking each other. As the love making becomes harder and more rigorous, you and Claire end up wrapping your arms around each other tightly while your lower halves pound against each other.

It doesn't take long before, as you feel Claire digging her nails into your back, when you feel yourself getting close to cumming. It's further helped by Claire's heavy breathing and repeatedly muttering, "yeah, baby" as you feel her body reacting to yours. When you cum, Claire convulses violently for a moment from her own intense orgasm.

Your face is nuzzled in Claire's neck as you feel the last couple spurts of cum emptying into her pussy, when Claire suddenly puts her hands on your arms and pushes you away. Still recovering from the intense love making, you step back, surprised to see Claire's eyes open and looking in your direction, but through you. She gets off the table, adjusts her bra back over her breasts, pulls her shirt down, bends down to pick up her sweater on the ground and puts it on, then starts walking back to the campus. Along the way, the torn thong falls out from under her skirt on the ground, but she ignores it and continues walking. The sun is nearly all set now as you watch Claire walk away and into the trees and pull your pants up.

Claire is almost gone from sight, when you see a figure step out from behind 1 of the trees near the path leading back to the campus.