You are starving

You are starving, probably from all the sex you've had. You head straight to the student union food court. You get a hamburger and fries and a chocolate shake, more than you usually would. You time going through the cashier line so that no one watches you get your meal for free, or telling the pretty cashier your hall and room number so she can stop by tomorrow for some fun.

You walk out into the open eating area, looking for your mark. You see an dark, exotic girl who is an indeterminate mix of maybe Hispanic, Middle-Eastern, African-American, Indian, or perhaps all of those. She is sitting alone, studying and drinking coffee. An empty chair is across the table from her. As you walk over, a handsome student cuts in front of you, heading the same direction. You don't want him doing what you're doing, so you step quickly behind him and whisper to him, "Don't sit there!" He veers away and finds another chair across from a different pretty girl.

You walk up to this beauty out of the Arabian Nights and say, "You want me to sit down. Is this chair free?"

She looks up at you with her impossibly large, impossibly brown eyes and says, "Please sit down. This chair is free." You have difficulty looking away from her delicious full lips when she speaks. Up close you see that her face is exquisite with high cheekbones and flawless skin. She's wearing a scoop-necked tee shirt, and you can clearly see her nipples poking into the material atop her half-grapefruit breasts. Her hair is long, dark, shiny, and luxurious. Even her hands are beautiful, slender and long with dark burgundy nail polish. You are impressed with her jewelry, as well. She has multiple earrings, necklaces, bracelets, a gold arm hoop in the shape of a snake, and a nose ring. She goes back to reading her textbook.

You sit, already hard from thinking about her sucking your cock with those luscious lips and looking up at you with those large brown, nearly-anime eyes. Eyes you could fall into forever. Then your brain shifts to an image of you sucking her nipples while she moans your name. You eat your food, but it seems tasteless as the porno video running in your head goes wild with a hundred different positions and sex acts. You're not even sure some of them are physically possible.

You stare at your hamburger, squeezing it a little too tightly, resisting the urge to whip out your cock and **** the girl. You breathe heavily, calming down a bit, until you feel you can speak without ****.

"You want me as much as I want you. Let's go fuck," you say quietly enough to avoid eavesdropping ears, but loud enough for her to hear you clearly. She looks over her book with those eyes and winks at you. You wink back and stand up. Her eyes never leave yours as she reaches for your hand to stand as well. You thrill to her touch. You take a deep breath and let it out slowly. You grab your food tray, and she puts her book in her backpack. She walks beside you, and you put your hand on the small of her back. You dump the trash and leave the tray on the garbage can.

"My place is private. My roommate has class all day," she says, a breathy whisper in your ear.

"My name is Simon. What's yours?"

"Fatina."

You get out the union door and pull her off to the side. You fold her into a tight embrace, and just before your lips meet, a tiny electric shock tingles between them. You kiss her fervently. She melts into your arms, kissing you back and probing your lips with her tongue. After five minutes of wild kissing and a little bump-and-grind, she breaks away and leads you toward the dorms.