Nora!

“So we’re going to do this, huh,” Nora says, hopping onto the table. She sits there, feet dangling, and there’s something seductive about the way she’s looking at you.

“What are we doing?” you ask. You’ve only met her once before, and surely she’s not this forward…?

“Nah, I’m not usually this forward,” she says. “But it’s a special occasion. September 6 is 6/9, so we have to 69, you see.”

“6/9 is June 6,” you say, confused. Is she testing you?

“Oh whatever, it’s chapter 69, so that’s good enough of an excuse for me,” she shrugs. “I mean, I’m not really that into this, but you kind of fucked up your decisions somewhere earlier down the line, so now you’re stuck doing the dirty deed with me.”

“Uh… I… we don’t have to if you don’t want to,” you say, getting more confused now. Decisions? What is she talking about?

“Oh, forget it, we’ll 69, you’ll lose some score with me, and life will go on. Capiche?”

You don’t even get the chance to respond before she’s tackled you onto the table, tearing off your clothes like there’s no tomorrow. She strokes your cock to full mast in a matter of seconds, and shows off her glistening, clean-shaven pussy to you, gesturing for you to take your role. What ever happened to ‘not really that into this’?

Well, if she’s offering, you’re taking, and you dive in, breathing in the aroma of her cunt before you take an exploratory lap.

Good flavour, an almost saccharine fruity taste that coalesces into earthy midtones which linger on the tongue. Pair with fish, you could imagine a haughty reviewer saying. However, that is not what you are, so you settle by saying: “Shit, that’s good.”

“Wait until your cock’s actually getting sucked,” Nora laughs, and then she proceeds to do so.

Her mouth wraps around your dick, making a small schlurp sound as she gets her first good taste of you. She must not like you quite as much as you like her, because she makes quite a face, but that’s okay, because it feels wondrous, and anyways, your head is buried in her pussy, so you can’t see her reaction either.

She takes you in slowly, in halting steps, the warm pocket enveloping your cock gradually expanding. She shifts on the table, getting a better angle to access your cock, and she begins to bob her head, the blowjob giving your cock plenty to write home about.

While you’re busy lapping up her juices, she shifts focus to your head, her mouth making soft popping noises as she suckles on it. In and out, in and out, it’s a rapid thing that she does, and it makes you ache for more. She holds out, expertly bringing you to the edge, and you make a muffled cry of frustration into her pussy that she successfully interprets.

“Not until I come,” she says, “and you’re not particularly close, either.”

Well, time to step up your game then. You do something you’d read about—tracing out the alphabet with your tongue—and it seems to get her going a little more, at least eliciting some sigh of pleasure, but even after completing a particularly vigorous ‘z’, she’s not quite there yet. On the other hand, you’re so close to the edge that it’s starting to burn a little, the sharp tingling in your balls aching for that sweet, sweet release.

Finally, with a random twist of your tongue, you manage to hit a spot that gets her going. Nora starts writhing on the table, and pumps hard with her hand while her mouth forms that perfect hot seal, and you spill your load into her. The thick ropes of cum disappear into her belly, and you groan in pleasure, echoing her moans.

It’s a miracle that nobody catches you in the act, but you manage to tidy yourself up, and hit the bathroom to refresh yourself. By the time you get back to the room, Nora has disappeared, and so you decided to up and go to econ.

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