Yeah, You Eat Out

“Well Ruby,” you say, acting all smooth as you sidle your chair up against hers, “today’s your lucky day, because I happen to be a man with a talent for all things oral. Your wishes are my commands!”

“Come on, a simple ‘yes’ would have been enough,” Ruby laughs, and you practically pull her out of her seat, catching her off guard.

“Well, what are we waiting for?” you ask. “We’re not going to get anywhere in a cafeteria like this!”

{if PublicHandjob == 1} “Really, because I had heard about a little incident…” Ruby begins, but a look from you shuts her up. {endif}The two of you make a quick departure from the busy lunch-floor, although Ruby looks a little less than enthusiastic.

“So, where are we headed?” she asks.

“My place works,” you say, steering her into East Hall. There are a couple people hanging around the lounge, but none catch your attention as you head down to your room.

“I actually was—” Ruby starts to say, but you smother her with a hot and heavy kiss, pushing her down onto your bed. Her eyes widen for a bit, but then she slowly begins to kiss back, her form gradually relaxing from a stiff board to something resembling a human shape.

Your kisses trail south as they begin dotting her neck and shoulders, heavy almost-hickeys that cause Ruby’s legs to kick up involuntarily in response. A little further down, and you’re making out with her cleavage, that soft pale skin just faintly salty, and you breath in, taking in her aroma, and it’s… red? There’s no better word for it than that; it’s something faintly prickly, something definitely passionate, and your hands are busy, undoing her jean-shorts, pulling it down to reveal her panties, red too, of course.

You’re a man of your word, so you waste no time getting between her legs, placing kisses around her inner thighs now.

“Come on, show me what you’ve got,” Ruby breathes, and you can tell she’s aching for it, the musk of her pussy luring you in as your tongue slides around the upper end of her thigh and against her pussy lips. She’s got a bit of a bush going on, and you brush it out of the way as you slowly slick your tongue into her depths.

“Oh god that’s so good,” Ruby says quietly, spurring you on, and you make a lapping motion, lazily flicking your tongue from the bottom of her pussy to her clit, and she moans, loudly now.

You begin to work swirls and whorls around her insides, tracing out devious patterns that sends the bed squeaking as she squirms.

“That’s it, that’s it,” she cries as you hit a spot with your tongue, and taking that as a good sign, you repeat what you just did, again and again. Almost out of nowhere, her legs tighten around your head for a fraction of a second, and then you feel her cumming, her whole body shaking. You do your best to go on, but with the way her body’s moving, it’s easier to just let up, and so you do, slowly backing off.

You watch as Ruby rides out the remnant of the orgasm, and then she lazily sits up, giving you a wicked look.

“It’s only fair that I return the favour now, isn’t it,” she says, crawling on all fours towards you.

You’re standing by the foot of your bed, and wordlessly drop your pants to the ground, revealing your underwear and a semi poking in the side. Ruby slowly licks her lips, and places a hand over your cock, gently rubbing it with one hand, while her other plays across your taut stomach. With an almost careless afterthought, she strips off your boxers.

She’s still got her top on, and you watch her peel it away, revealing two hanging tits that mesmerise you; you’re shocked back to reality soon enough, though, because the feeling of that warm mouth on your cock is unmistakable.

As she takes you in, mouth sucking on just the tip for now, you grit your teeth, because this shit feels so good, and it’s been a minute since you’ve last felt anything like it. Ruby’s lips are painted—what else—bright red with lipstick, and there’s a faint rosy residue as she withdraws her mouth, shifting back to giving you a slow handjob.

“Take this any slower,” you say, “and I’m going to fucking die…”

“What’s the rush?” Ruby asks, leaning her head in towards your cock. It involuntarily stiffens a bit more, but she leans in and gives the head just a peck, her hand giving your girth a firm squeeze, and you’re about to groan in frustration when all of a sudden, she’s hard at it, bobbing her head against your length, her lips wrapped firmly around your cock.

She goes hard, sacrificing any semblance of technique for speed and depth, and you find the experience a little surreal—it’s almost like receiving a fast handjob, but with a warm mouth instead, and her relentless pace quickly brings your close to the edge.

“It’s amazing, so amazing, don’t stop,” you mutter, as she pushes on, the warm sensation enveloping your cock fogging up your mind too, and you’ve suddenly built up to a release that won’t be held back any longer…

Your cum shoots out in thick streams, straight into Ruby’s captive mouth, and she dutifully laps it up, relegating her movements to short bobs that make causes your stomach to flutter, even as you’ve just dropped your load.

“It’s going to… it’s going to take me a bit to get hard again after that,” you say, flopping down onto the bed, but Ruby shakes her head.

“I think we’re done for today,” she says with a small smile.

“Wait, what do you mean?” you say. You haven’t even gotten to fuck her!

“Like I said,” Ruby says, dressing herself. “What’s the rush?”

With that, she heads out the door, and you’re left half-naked on your bed. You check your phone, and are startled by the time. Six minutes until psychology starts? Shit, you’ve really got to hurry. You pull on some fresh clothes and hurriedly spray on some deo, and run out the door, backpack in tow.

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