Week 3 "Studying"

“Yes, yes, yesyesyes,” Amber panted. She was writhing her hips, straddling me while on her knees as she ground my cock inside of her like she was trying to stir her insides. She tossed her head forward, dropping her chin, and her hair cascaded prettily as she pressed her hands into my chest and clenched her legs to my sides as she came.

“Fuuuck,” I groaned, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her down fully until her perfect tits were squashed to my chest and her grunting, panting breath was bathing my neck as I held her and pumped my hot load up into her pussy.

“Yessss,” she hissed, the word seemingly stuck on her tongue.

We panted and held each other for almost ten minutes as our heart rates came down, and I ended up rolling us both to the side on my bed. I’d softened and fell out of her, and she turned over and spooned back against me, not caring about my messy cock pressing to her pert butt.

“That was a good one,” she said, snuggling back a little more against me as I hugged her close. “Thanks for calling me over to study.”

“It was,” I chuckled, and then kissed her shoulder. “Did you grab dinner yet?”

She shook her head, then turned to look over her shoulder at me. “Pizza from Zia’s and maybe we study for Psych 3000 for a bit, then another session for 347?”

“Sounds perfect,” I said.

‘Joanna invited us over to study,’ Amber texted me. ‘Monday night. Her kids are with their father that night, and she offered to cook dinner.’

‘Sounds amazing,’ I said, raising my eyebrows. A home-cooked meal, sex with Amber, and sex with Joanna the MILF?

Yes. Please.

“Hey,” Amber said, her voice a little low and husky as she answered the door to her place. My jaw dropped a little as I saw she was wearing a sexy little set of lingerie and that was it. She broke into a grin and laughed at the look on my face, then grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me inside.

“Wow, Amber,” I said. “Just… wow.”

“Thank you,” she said, doing a twirl and showing off how her booty looked in the lace bikini-cut panties along with the demi-bra cupping her perfect tits. “I thought, since I was the one calling you over this time and you paid for pizza last time, I should bump up my Arousal game.”

“Well, it worked,” I chuckled, gesturing to where my cock was currently tenting the front of my pants.

“Mmm,” she grinned, teasing her little tongue across her lower lip. “Good. But I really do have something else I wanted to experiment with. Follow me.”

I followed, and she led me to her room but sat me down in her desk chair instead of on her bed.

“Put these on,” she said, handing me her computer headset. I knew I’d look a little silly since it was pink and white and had built-in cat ears on top, but I didn’t care. “Now,” she said. “I want you to just settle in and relax and listen to this new ASMR video I did. Afterwards, I want you to tell me if the audio experience impacted what I’m doing positively, negatively, or neither. I have a theory.”

“And what will you be doing?” I asked.

She slowly went to her knees as she grinned at me and then reached for my belt buckle. “Blowing you,” she said. “And riding you.”

“I will let you know,” I said with a grin.

“Perfect,” she said and winked.