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David was about to get laid.

I know, shocking right? You kept pinching yourself and looking in the mirror to check if you were dreaming.

Here you were, in your bathroom, with a smoking hot girl lounging on the bed. You'd kept your self esteem problems on the inside, managed to make small talk without imploding, and even found a common interest!

Had you been able to see through walls, and also been able to read minds, you would've seen this smoking hot girl was just as nervous. Her hands were shaking as she pulled off her leggings, and she couldn't quite contain the energetic smile that played across her face.

This girl, Ava, had been eyeing David up for some time now. She'd seen him a few times around campus, even taking one notable PoliSci class with him. It wasn't until Mark's party that she'd gotten to talk to him. Only ever able to watch his cute butt and sculpted forearms from a distance. And tall! Oh my god was this boy tall! She was barely above five foot! Compared to this six foot six monolith, she might as well have been an ant. One of her friends had joked that she'd need hiking equipment, not condoms.

But now she was here, in his bedroom no less! She shrugged off her band T-shirt, revealing her simple black bra. A comfort item more than a style choice, but damn if it didn't make her boobs look good, in her humble opinion. Still, nothing could quite beat going bare, so she took that off as well.

It was then that you returned, just in time to watch those C cups fall free. There was a moment of quiet as they settled, your newly acquired pink condom showing off every vein and divot of your rock hard cock.

Ava flipped herself over, raising her ass high into the air as she crawled over to you. Her eyes, black and sitting over a freckled nose, never left your baby blues.

As she reached the edge of the queen bed, she began to move her arm out. Her fingers wrapped around your cock. She gently, ever so gently, began to pull. You were happy to oblige. She drew you onto the bed and out of your stupor.

You fell into her, wrapping your body around hers like a net around a fish. Your long, thin limbs pressed into her soft skin. Your fingers pressed into her back, pulling her chest towards you. Her pussy was warm and welcoming, sliding you in like an old friend as your lips locked together.

The warm night air drifted in through the open window, coaxing a thin sheen of sweat from you both. Those breasts you had been struggling not to stare at were now pressed against you. Like two pillows with a heartbeat thudding behind them. Her hair matted against her face, and her panting lips mouthed 'more'.

You hugged her tight, pounding your cock into her over and over. She smelled of something sweet, tinged with the faint scent of oranges. She ran her tongue up your collarbone and onto your neck, nibbling the skin as you plunged deep inside of her. As her hands reached back to grab that ass she had been admiring, you came inside of her. Your head kicked back, and from your throat came a long, guttural moan as pleasure shook through your chest and into your neck.

And then everything stopped.

The room smelled of nothing. The temperature vanished. You couldn't feel her moving, nor could you move yourself. The world became as silent as the dead. Before your eyes were two words:

You?

Her?

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