“Guess what,” she said.
“What?”
“Steph’s leaving tomorrow to visit her boyfriend at State for the weekend.”
“That’s… convenient.”
“Well, I kind of suggested it to her. I told her I need some private time with you. I told her we were having sex. It didn’t surprise her.”
“Like, what did you tell her?”
“Nothing detailed. Just that it was really good and I needed more.”
“You didn’t tell her about my, um, size. Or… lack of experience?”
“Not specifically.” Cassie smiled lightly. “I did say that you have some special talents. You really need to stop worrying about that and start to be proud of that cock of yours. And I think you proved you know how to use it.” I looked quickly around to make sure no one could hear us.
“I’m trying. Was Steph okay with leaving? It’s the second weekend in a row.”
“Yeah. She and her boyfriend are having some issues going to different schools. She wants to talk them through face to face.”
“I fully support that approach,” I said with a grin. “Can I take you to dinner Friday? Justin told be about an Italian place off-campus. Cozy booths, candles on the tables, red-checked tablecloths, the works.”
“I’d love that,” Cassie replied. “And after dinner we can go back to my room and…. study some stuff.”
“Yes. Study some stuff. By all means,” I said with a grin.
I knocked on Cassie’s door on Friday night with great anticipation. She opened the door a quickly gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek. She was wearing a burnt orange turtleneck sweater and a short tan skirt. The orange was a great complement to her sparkling green eyes. We walked hand in hand to the restaurant and found that it was everything Justin had described. As the hostess was getting our table ready, Cassie squeezed my hand.
“I have a surprise for you,” she said.
“Oh yeah? What’s that?”
As the hostess returned, Cassie stood on tiptoes and whispered in my ear. “I’m not wearing panties.”
“Right this way,” the hostess said as she grabbed a couple of menus and headed into the restaurant. Cassie quickly followed as I stood there, in a bit of a shock at her revelation. And I thought I noted an extra sway of her hips as she walked to where the hostess was standing by our table. I shook it off and joined her.
Cassie was smiling as we sat down. Clearly, she was enjoying the effect her wardrobe choice had on me.
“You amaze me,” was all I could muster. I grinned at her as we opened the menus. Despite the sexual tension, we had a great conversation over some terrific pastas. We talked about our childhoods and family histories. We went down the list of favorites: foods, colors, movies, sports, musicians, and on and on. The restaurant was crowded, but I felt like there were only two of us in the room. I hoped that Cassie felt the same and that this qualified as a “romantic dinner” on her intimacy and companionship checklist.
“Good choice going with Italian,” she said as she pushed her plate away. “Always good to carbo load before a period of extended physical exertion.” She looked at me with a sly smile.
I laughed. “You’re terrible.”
“More like realistic. Want to split a Tiramisu? I’m not sure I can eat a whole one by myself.”
The waiter cleared our table and we waited for our dessert to be delivered. Cassie still had a saucy look on her face, and at that moment, I felt her start to rub the inside of my leg with her foot. She purposefully looked down at my lap. “So,” she said, staring now at my crotch. “What’s up?”
Her ministrations with her foot, coupled with the knowledge that her bare pussy was accessible under the table was having the predictable effect. My cock was stiffening.
“Just the usual,” I said.
“Oh good. I like the usual.”
“How about you?” I asked. “It’s kind of, um, drafty in here don’t you think?”
“Not that I notice,” she replied. “I’m actually quite hot.”
At that moment, the waiter brought our dessert, and we forced ourselves to behave for the rest of the meal.
On the way back to the dorm, Cassie took my hand and swung it playfully back and forth as we walked. We passed a number of classmates headed off campus to Friday night house parties, or to the River Street area where the Greek organizations were headquartered. I wasn’t at all sorry that we wouldn’t be joining them.
“The no panties thing, do you do that often?” I asked in a low voice.
“First time actually. When I get horny, sometimes I get a little naughty.”
“Horny huh?”
“Well it HAS been almost a whole week.”
“And that’s too long?”
“Definitely. I’m kind of going through withdrawal.”
“So you’re addicted?”
“Yep. To your dick,” she said with a wink. She paused and pulled me to a stop, and stood on her tiptoes to whisper in my ear. “I’ll let you in on another secret. I’m soaking wet thinking about the things you are going to do to me.” She gave me a peck on the cheek and started to walk again towards our dorm, smiling up at me and swinging my arm. I wanted to pick her up and run as fast as I could, but it was a beautiful fall night, so we took our time and let the sexual energy build.
When we got back to her room, we sat next to each other on her bed and began to gently kiss. The need was there for both of us, but there wasn’t any urgency to immediately get naked. We just kind of collapsed into each other’s embrace. Eventually, I leaned back into the pillows and pulled Cassie down on top of me as our kissing became more energetic. I slid my hand under her sweater and up her back in search of her bra clasp. I tried to appear nonchalant as my fingers searched for the closure, but I couldn’t find it. I realized that Cassie was chuckling under her breath.
“What’s so funny?” I asked.
“It’s a front clasp you goof. Honestly, the whole undressing your partner thing is way overrated anyway,” she said as she stood up next to the bed. Turning her back to me she moved her hair up off of her neck, revealing the back of her sweater. “Here, unzip me.”
I stood and lowered the zipper and stepped back from her. She pulled her sweater off over her head and then turned to face me in her skirt and sheer, lacy bra. I could clearly see her nipples swelling through the thin fabric. The clasp of the bra was nestled between her breasts.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” she asked.
I hesitated for a brief moment and then reached out with both hands and unhooked the clasp. The bra fell open and revealed what it had not been very successfully hiding. Cassie shrugged the straps off her shoulders and the bra fell to the floor. I felt my cock surge to attention as I took in the sight of her pale breasts.
“Maybe undressing your partner isn’t overrated,” I said, smiling wryly. Feeling bold now, I grasped the zipper on the side of her skirt and quickly tugged it down. The skirt dropped to around her ankles and Cassie was standing naked in front of me. Her nether lips faintly parted and her feminine dew evident. She was intoxicating.
“Well, you are going to have to undress yourself. I’m getting under the covers before I freeze to death,” she said as she threw back the sheets and slid into the bed. I couldn’t get out of my clothes fast enough, and almost tripped kicking off my boxers.
“Oooh Kyle, you trimmed,” Cassie exclaimed, looking at my crotch. I had taken her advice and spent some time in the shower with a scissors. I was by no means bare, but my pubic hair was cut as short as I could safely do. “Your cock looks even bigger now!”
“I guess that’s good?” I asked, as I dove into the bed and reached out to hold Cassie tight.
We lay like that for a couple of minutes and then began to kiss again, this time with some urgency. I was on top of her with my legs between hers. I palmed her breast with one hand, alternating squeezing her soft flesh and gently pinching her nipple as our tongues explored each other’s mouths. Cassie took my head in her hands and pushed me away so that she could look into my eyes.
“Eat me,” she said. She hiked her body further up into the pillows and spread her legs. “I want to cum on your tongue.”
I was instantly nervous, given my complete lack of experience. It must have shown on my face.
“Don’t worry, I’ll talk you through it,” Cassie giggled.
As I moved down between her legs, Cassie reached down with both hands and spread her pussy lips wide. I found myself staring at her pink slit, her clit proudly erect and inviting. I stuck my tongue out and tentatively licked from her vagina to her clit. She tasted divine. I gave her another long lick and Cassie shivered at the contact.
“That’s good, but focus on my clit,” she whispered gently.
I didn’t need to be told twice. I moved her hands out of the way, replacing them with mine, and got up on my knees so that I had better leverage. I ran the tip of my tongue in circles around her clit a few times and then started to lick it directly. Cassie let out a deep moan.
“Yessssss. Just like that.”
I increased the energy of my ministrations, and also mixed in moments where I flattened my tongue completely against her clit and lapped at it, rasping the entire length across her sensitive bud. I could tell it was having an effect. Cassie was raising her hips off the bed to push her mound into my face. She was breathing heavily, punctuated with an occasional gasp.
“Fingers too Kyle. Use your fingers,” she urged.
Taking her cue, I slowly pushed two fingers into her vagina and began to saw them firmly in and out. It took a minute to get back into a rhythm with my tongue, but Cassie’s small grunts in time with my fingers signaled her growing ecstasy. So did her fluids, as my chin and cheeks were bathed with the product of her arousal.
“Keep going, Kyle. I’m almost there. I’m going to cum on your tongue!” Cassie wailed.
I redoubled my efforts, forcefully jamming my fingers into her tunnel and lashing at her clit with my tongue. Then I had an inspiration, I’m not sure from where. I took her clit into my mouth and sucked on it. That sent Cassie over the cliff. She grabbed the back of my head with her hands and pushed me into her pussy. Her legs started to quiver, and she arched her back and let out a sharp yelp.
“Oh god oh god oh god,” was all she could muster before her body started to spasm, her shoulders hunching forward repeatedly in time with the contractions that were gripping her cunt. I kept up my oral attack until she collapsed back on the bed and grabbed me under my ears and pulled me up on top of her.
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