Stay and see the job through

From Create Your Own Story

You sink your face deeper into the cutie's gushing pussy, every breath flooding your nostrils with her scent and every one of her loud, lewd moans signalling another wave of juices washing over your face. Above you the girl twists and shivers and arches her back, grinds her hips and pushes herself against you even tighter, screaming in short, slurred bursts of profanity. At some point she's managed to remove her bra and now she kneads her breasts roughly with both hands, fondling and squeezing the sweat-slicked flesh and twisting her firm, pink nipples hard.


You try to swallow as much of her sweet, feminine-tasting pussy-juice as you can, gulping and lapping hungrily at her spread flower, but the girl seems to have a well inside her and the supply is inexhaustible- Within seconds your chin is dripping with honey and your hair is slick with it, your tongue so inundated you'll likely never lose the taste. Another gush pours out as you try to swallow and your shirt is ruined forever, the front soaked clear through. Your cock is raging hard inside your pants, so sensitive that each time you shift and the rough denim rubs against it makes you feel like you're about to shoot, hot fantasies of unzipping your pants and driving it into the cutie's snatch, no, her mouth, no, her ass, flooding your mind as she slowly winds down from the earth shatter climax.


And then a voice bites right through your fevered daydreams, causing you to pull your head up and the girl to gasp in a way entirely unrelated to pleasure. Looking up, you see an older man looming over the edge of the car, glaring down at the two of you with undisguised contempt. Busted. "Well? I expect at the very least a decent explanation when I catch two students fornicating on the grounds, in public, before the first class of the year." Yeah, he's got you there. Maybe you shoulda been thinking with something besides your cock, but hell- You spent nineteen years without any action but your hand. You deserved this, no, you needed this.


Sheepishly wiping the girl-juices from your mouth, you say-

Welcome to the University
Health 100 Equipment:

Shirt (Ruined)

Gender Male
Height 6 feet
Weight 195 lbs
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