Your room is finally finished!

That afternoon, Emma gives you a call, saying your “dorm room” is finally ready. She offers to help you carry everything from the hotel to the room in her car, and you obviously accept. She picks you up at the hotel and you load her car with your things. Just out of curiosity, you check your phone without her noticing.

-Campbell, Emma-
Affection Score: 94.
Love Score: 75.
Lust Score: 73.

Lust score of 73!? Just a few days ago it was 55! You know this score is prone to going up or down, but still! It only takes a step into your new home to find out what that means. The refurbishing is completely forgotten, you don’t notice the new wooden panels on the walls, the brand new wooden floor, the red curtains hiding the new windows. You don’t care about the new kitchenette, work desk, chair and shelves. This is because as soon as the new door is closed, Emma pulls you into a hungry embrace with one hand around your waist and the other behind you head, leading your mouth to hers. Your lips meet and your repressed desires kick in in less than a second.

Your hand instinctively reaches to fondle her delicious ass while the other grabs one of her boobs through her sweater. Your mouths open and you fight for dominance as your tongues meet in a wet embrace. Emma moans loudly into your mouth, relishing in your touch. Her body shivers every time you squeeze her tits and her ass. You break the kiss, and go to lick her exposed neck, making her sigh in pleasure.

“God, I missed you so much!” She says longingly. “How many times did I think of taking you to my office and have my way with you?” She runs her finger through your hair as you lick the length of her neck. She smells incredible.

“Time to make up for lost time.” You say, and lead her to the only new object in this room you notice: The bed. For some reason, it’s a double bed. You don’t know who was in charge of buying this stuff, but you’re eternally thankful to them.

She gasps between short kisses, whispering lustfully into your ear. “Fuck me, David! I miss having you inside me! Make love to me!”

You’re both ****. You take off each other’s clothes, and you feel a bit of regret taking off Emma’s cute, sexy while lace bra and panties. She probably decided to wear them for today, but they’re cast aside in a second as you’re both lost in your lust.

You take a hand to Emma’s crotch, and find it already completely soaked. Not surprising when your dick is also rock hard already. She lays back on the bed, wrapping her arms around your neck as you tease her entrance, rubbing your dick against her pussy lips.

“Skip foreplay. Just give it to me now!” She pleads in an erotic voice.

You can’t really hold yourself, so you happily comply. Your big cock penetrates her insides in the missionary position, entering inch by inch until it’s all inside her.

“Yes…! You’re finally inside me! I wanted this all week!”

You start pounding into Emma. Her tits shake with every thrust and she groans and moans passionately. “So good! Ah! Ah! It’s… even better than before!”

That’s due to a lot of image training, to put it nicely.

You go back to licking her neck again, occasionally running your tongue through her cheek and nibbling her ear. Her quickening breathing is an indication she loves it. The bed rocks slightly with the rhythm of your hungry love making, your combined moans of delight are loud, but fortunately you have no adjacent neighbors, so nobody can hear a thing.

Her walls tighten around your length even more, and you know you’re close. Fortunately, so is Emma.

“I’m almost there! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Fuck! Fuck!”

You quicken your pace in one short burst of speed that sends both of you over the edge.

“Oh God Yes! YES! YES! YES! I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM!” Emma yells, and her sexy, hungry voice is what finally does it.

“Emma! I’m gonna cum inside you!”

“Yes! Fill me up! Give it to me!”

You explode inside her, filling her pussy with your sperm. Emma’s body tenses with a silent scream. She pulls you closer to her tightly, and you take the opportunity to run your tongue along her neck again.

You collapse next to her, and she looks at you with tired, yet still hungry eyes.