The Boiling Point

The next morning, Lily woke to the beat of her own drum. No alarm set, no roommate shuffling around, just the low drone of the AC and the sunlight shooting through her blinds. Her head throbbed and her stomach felt like it was spinning circles. She got up to take a shower hoping that she could wash away the pain of her hangover. She stopped herself as she reached the door, looking down and seeing that she was still only wearing her panties from the night before. She hadn’t grabbed a towel or her shower basket, or anything. Her brain was not operating at one hundred percent.

Her shower helped slightly. Marissa and Olivia brought her coffee and a scone too, which she appreciated. It was nice to have something in her stomach. She spent the day binge watching Netflix and texting Jake. As the hours crept lazily by, devouring her Saturday with a steady march, she slowly began to feel better. She ordered an early dinner on DoorDash, realizing she hadn’t eaten since the scone.

Lily laid back on her bed wondering if she should use her renewed energy to get some coursework done. Her phone buzzed again.

She had forgotten the drunken invite she had extended to him the night before. Guess that’s a no on the class work.

Lily continued her show waiting for Logan. She didn’t bother getting changed, her shirt went below her bum anyway. Not that it mattered with all that’s happened with him anyway. As her mind and body recovered, so too did her ability to become aroused. A particularly sensual sex scene in her show had her noticing that her panties were dampening.

There was a knock on the door. She slammed her laptop shut and tiptoed over to open it.

“Hi!” She said with a cheerier smile than she had all day.

“Hey” Logan said hugging her. She could smell the remnants of his body wash and it made her chest tingle. He couldn’t help put notice how dainty she felt in his arms through the thin fabric of her shirt.

“Come on in” she welcomed him, plodding over to her bed and stretching wide. The evening sunlight through the window caught her shirt and made it near transparent. Logan admired the small shape of her silhouette through the fabric. A mesmerizing sight.

She sat at the foot of her bed and patted the mattress inviting him to sit too. After kicking off his shoes and socks he sat down and sighed in relaxation as he settled in.

“How is your mattress so much comfier than mine?” He asked jokingly.

“Are you just saying that so I’ll let you sleep in it?” She giggled as he playfully tossed a pillow at her.

She got up on her knees and reached for her desk. The shirt slid up to her lower back revealing her ass in the small lace thong she wore. Logan bit his cheek as he watched her butt sway side to side while she dug around in her desk drawer, gazing hypnotized at the fabric trying its best to cover her holes. He was starting to stiffen in his sweatpants.

Lily plopped back down sitting cross legged and holding two joints triumphantly in the air. “tada!”

They lit the first joint and passed it back and forth.

“So what the fuck happened at the house last night?” Lily asked.

“Oh shit, yeah” Logan had been broken out of a trance staring at the lace between her legs. “so you met Henry and Kat right?”

“Yeah” she answered with a breathy laugh “she’s a real fun girl!”

“Yeah maybe a little too fun” He didn’t seem amused “I guess he lost track of her at the party and went to go look for her. He went to check his room and she’s in there alright!… With a Lambda balls deep inside her on his fucking bed.”

Lily had no words. She just sat there stunned.

“Obviously Henry wanted to fucking kill the guy! Some of the guys heard the commotion and came to investigate. Some other lambda’s knew what was going on already and followed our boys upstairs.”

“What the fuck?” Lily thought the whole situation was crazy.

“A huge fight broke out after we left. Wyatt woke up in the hospital with 13 stitches.”

“And here I was about to apologize to you for having to take care of my drunk ass.”

“Hey as long as your ass is involved Im happy.” He joked.

The marijuana was beginning to make Lily’s body feel light and her mind active. Drawing connections and coming to conclusions she wouldn’t normally come to when sober. It was hitting hard, likely due to her weakened state from the night before. Logan’s flirt hung in her mind, she attached and reattached herself to it. She caught herself staring at him. He’s so handsome, isn’t it great that such a good looking guy is into me? She felt her pussy quiver slightly as he smiled at her.

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The sun was setting on the world outside and they were coming to the end of their second joint. The window was open to let the smoke out and even in the middle of autumn the AC had to battle hard with the heat outside. Or maybe it was the heat inside that was becoming too much to bear. Logan had discarded his shirt, much to the awe of his smoking buddy. Lily was fanning herself with her shirt collar.

“You know, you could always take it off” Logan grinned impishly.

Lily bit her lip and glared at his call-back.

“Just saying” he threw his hands up “last time you got interrupted.”

Again Lily contemplated deeply, her stoned brain moving at a hundred miles an hour. He’s on my bed. I have home field advantage. God it would feel so good to have him gawking at me right now. Without a word she lifted her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. A pulse went through her as his eyes widened into a hungry stare.

“They look even better in person” he leered, passing her the joint.

Her heart was running in circles in her chest and she was pulsating down below. She leaned back on one hand as she took a drag from the joint, like some femme fatale. They continued to pass the joint around in silent reverence for the moment. Lily took measures to accentuate her breasts, displaying them proudly with a puff of her chest or a jiggle as she he handed him the joint. She was ashing the dead joint when she broke the silence, her voice wicked.

“I don’t think it’s fair that I’m the only one in my underwear” her lip curling up on one side.

“Not a chance!” He dismissed her suggestion.

“Come oooon” she pried, leaning forward onto her stomach and grabbing the waistband of his sweatpants.

“Lily no! Im serious!” He stammered trying to fight her away but she could not be stopped. She tugged his sweats down and out flopped his glistening erection. He hadn’t been wearing underwear.

Lily’s eyes widened into surprise. She drank in the sight for a moment admiring its length and thickness. How the veins popped prominently and the head swelled. It twitched once. The movement caused Lily’s stomach to flip, that old familiar heat bubbling over within her. Lily giggled fiendishly.

“Holy shit!” she gasped “you just carry that thing around with no support?”

Logan was red with embarrassment.

“Wow!” She beamed biting her lower lip. Her hand absent mindedly slid up to grasp it softly at its base. “Did I do this to you?”

“Yeah you did. It’s not the first time, you’ve been teasing me all semester.”

“Do you think I’m sexy, Logan?” Her voice oozed with seduction and her hand softly stroked his length, not fully committing to the act.

“So fucking sexy. Your body drives me crazy Lily. You drive me crazy.” He sounded strained.

Lily was basking in his praise and she hummed softly, before leaning in closer. She didn’t feel in control anymore, her body was calling the shots now and she was along for the ride. Her tongue grazed along the bottom of his shaft before swirling around his head. Fuck, I forgot how much I miss that taste, she thought as his precum dotted her tongue. Logan’s breathing became heavier and he sighed out a few Fuck’s and Holy Shit’s. The sound of his pleasure only fanning the flames in Lily and goading her on. She took him into her mouth and lapped her tongue against him as she pressed him deeper into her mouth. She bobbed her head slowly, methodically inching her way down his length.

“Holy shit Lily, your mouth is so good” Logan sighed as she took him to the base. She giggled around him, the vibrations shooting to every inch of his body. She pulled back, looking up to meet his gaze. She loved how his face was twisting with pleasure, how she was the one to make him melt. She took him into her mouth again this time working his shaft with her lips and tongue in a frenzied passion. The dorm was filled with a chorus of wet sloshing, moans, and gagging.

Lily pulled away and a delighted laugh escaped from deep in her chest. Logan leaned forward and guided her to her back. Their lips locked together and their hands explored each other’s nakedness. Logan began kissing down her neck, just as he had done that very first week. His dick pressing against her again in a painful tease, this time unburdened by any clothing. Lily gasped as he took a nipple into her mouth.

Lily laid back enjoying the attention. Logan was ravenous and she got a thrill from being the cause, and the remedy, for his condition. Her entire body squirmed as his tongue came down on her clit.

“OH MY GOD” She whined “NO! Fuck that shit, I need dick! I haven’t been fucked in so long!” She tried to pull him up by his hair, but he was resolute. His tongue deftly making her see stars.

With all the pent up sexual tension of the last few months finally finding its outlet, it did not take long for Lily to be a writhing, moaning, vessel of pleasure. Her orgasm hit hard, echoing through the quad outside the open window. A few students below shot each other knowing glances.

“Please! Please! Please!” Lily panted unable to get the words out in the aftermath of her pleasure “Please fuck me Logan! I need your dick inside of me!”

Logan shot a triumphant smile, his face still shimmering with her juices. He climbed up and pressed his throbbing dick against her folds. Lily’s lip quivered in anticipation.

Without wasting a breath, Logan was inside of her. She let out a shrill shriek as he pressed his entire length inside of her. After being celibate for so long she didn’t immediately adjust to his ample size. The pain she felt as he thrust only elevated her experience. Soon enough he was pumping in and out of her with ease.

“HOLY SHIT! YES YES YES!” Lily was screaming desperately “YOU FEEL SO FUCKING GOOD LOGAN HOLY SHIT YOU HAVE SUCH AN AMAZING COCK!” There was no doubt that the entire floor was an unwitting audience to their dance.

Another orgasm washed over her, her eyes rolling back as her body convulsed. He fucked her through it, pushing her along with skilled movements. Once the last wave had passed she suddenly felt an emptiness. Opening her eyes she saw that Logans shining dick was now in her face. She dutifully took it into her mouth moaning constantly as she sucked her juices off him. Her eyes were hooded and spit was dripping down her face. Seeing this spectacle you would think that Lily was built for the sole purpose of sucking dick. His cock began to twitch and she pulled away, replacing her mouth with her hand as she stroked him furiously trying to goad his orgasm.

“Give me all your cum! I want you to cum for me! Cum for me hard Logan” she growled through clenched teeth.

Her face exploded with joy as he shot a tremendous load onto her tits. His cock pulsed again as another rope splattered her face. She caught the third shot in her mouth, groaning like his cum was God’s gift to her.

Logan collapsed back on the bed breathing heavy. Lily sat reveling in post orgasmic bliss, having missed the intimacy and fire of sex— and the taste of cum, perhaps more than she expected. She scooped heavy globs of semen with her fingers before slowly sucking them clean. That was a lot of cum… all for me. I did that, I DO that! She felt like a sex goddess. A demon of temptation. A force of nature.

Logan slipped his sweat pants back on to escape briefly to the bathroom. On the way he ran into another resident, Samantha, in the hall. She gave him a naughty knowing smirk as he passed, no doubt having heard the real time review of his work booming from behind Lily’s door. In the bathroom another guy on the floor gave him a hearty pat on the back.

He slipped back into Lily’s room and looked over at her bed. She was lying comfortably in a cock drunk haze, gazing at him with grateful admiring eyes. Logan slipped his sweats off again and climbed in next to her, holding her body to his as he drifted off. She hadn’t yet thought about the implications of what she had just done. She was still riding two different highs and her mind was clouded with pleasure and pot smoke. In the morning, she’d have to come to terms with her actions, but for now— she was at ease.