Week 2 Study Date/s

“Mmm,” Amber hummed. “Yes, that’s it, Nate. Fuck that’s good.”

She was trying to be quiet, not wanting to alert her roommates as to what we were doing in her bedroom. She’d asked me over to study, this time, and had apologised that it was late notice.

It was a booty call, was what it was, but I didn’t mind at all.

Amber was stressed out about her first assignment for her Addictions course, and we’d made only some cursory excuses about ‘studying’ for Sex and Sexuality before I’d willingly dropped to my knees and pulled her shorts down her legs for her. She stayed standing, and I’d pulled one of her legs over my shoulder and got my mouth on her pussy. Now she was grinding her tasty, slick cunt up and down my chin and mouth as she held me with her hands gripping my hair. Every time she tried to stifle a moan I revelled in it. I was holding her by her bare ass, squeezing and massaging it with both hands.

“F-f-f-f-uuuck,” she hissed, her orgasm bubbling through her as she stopped humping her hips. That didn’t mean I had to stop though, and I kept eating her through her orgasm as she went a little shaky and an extra dose of her juices flowed out of her onto my face.

I held her through the orgasm, slowing my activity and reducing it until I was gently kissing her swollen, flushed labia. She finally pulled my head away from her mound gently, swinging her leg from over my shoulder and falling back onto the edge of her mattress, breathing heavy and deep. There wasn’t any shame between us and she sat with her legs spread, still giving me a view of her well-eaten pussy.

“That was fucking good,” she sighed, shaking her head a little to try and wake herself up.

“Want me to keep going?” I offered with a little smirk.

“Would you?” she asked in surprise. “I figured it would be my turn to do you.”

I shrugged. “You’re stressed, I’m happy to help. I care about your whole well-being, Amber. Not just studying for class.”

“Thanks, Nate,” she said, reaching for me and pulling me up to kiss me gently. “I care about you too. Maybe just one more study sprint focused on me, and we’ll make time to do one for you this weekend?”

“Sure,” I said with a grin and kissed her again with a playful peck before going to my knees and pulling both her legs over my shoulders this time.

She fell onto her back on the bed and let out a contented sigh. “Best class ever,” she said.

I chuckled and agreed, starting to kiss her pussy gently again to get her ready to go.

“That’s my ass, Nate,” Amber said, half-laughing.

She was on top of me as we lay on my bed, completely naked. We’d decided that mutual study was needed that Monday night, and were in a 69 as she gobbled my cock and I slurped at her pussy. I’d been palming her ass cheeks again and, since it looked nice and clean and so fucking pretty, I’d migrated up to kiss and lick her butt just a little.

“I know, and it’s a cute one,” I said, adding in a little nip to the inner curve of her butt cheek. “And Prof Sinclair did say Oral should include the surrounding area, not just the genital in question.”

“Is that your way of saying I should pay more attention to your balls?” Amber asked.

“Hey, I wouldn’t say no,” I said. “But for me, I just think your ass is as cute and eatable as your pussy.”

“You say the nicest things,” she giggled a little, then started kissing her way down my cock shaft and towards my balls.

It was a good fucking night.

Guck- gluck-guck.

We weren’t supposed to be studying for Sex and Sexuality. We were actually supposed to be studying for Psych 3000, the general Clinical Disorders course everyone in a Psych major had to take. Eric and Susanna, two other Psych majors in the course, had met us at the library and we’d booked a study room. Eric had bailed after an hour and a half, likely once he’d copied everything he needed from our notes, and Susanna had a late class.

That had left me and Amber in the study room alone, and the library was pretty quiet by the time our booking ran out. We went and found a really quiet corner on the fifth floor, back near the collection of old maps the school had of the region from the latest modern satellite imagery back to copies of hand-drawn maps from the Civil War.

That’s when Amber had suggested doing the other studying we’d been planning. It hadn’t taken much convincing to get me on board, and that’s how I’d ended up fucking Amber’s face as she fondled my balls.

Gluck-guck-guck-gluck.

She said to be rough. We hadn’t really done that yet, in class or ‘studying,’ but she’d gotten close when she’d called me over and ground her pussy on my face. She wanted to make sure she got the same opportunity to study, and that I got the same opportunity to feel the power of it.

I came in her mouth, jamming my cock to the back of her throat and unleashing as she swallowed each spray of the load. My balls felt tight as hell as she tugged and massaged them while they were working, and her nose pressed to my pubic bone tightly as I held her head there was an intoxicating sense of power.

When I let her go and she pulled away, she gasped for air but was grinning despite her mascara running a bit. Somehow she still looked cute as hell.

“How did I do?” she asked, making me laugh.

“It was fucking amazing, Amber,” I said. “I didn’t go too hard, did I?”

“No,” she said with a smirk. “And it was pretty hot. We’ll need to do that again, next time I want to get more of your cock in my throat.”

I was almost ready to go again immediately.