Monday afternoon I heard giggling and a door open and close noisily. I smiled as I stood and grabbed a couple of condoms from the top drawer. The long dusty trip to Santa Fe was going to pay for itself now.
I sauntered down the hall, my cock already swelling in my pants. The door was ajar once again and I smelled the smoke. I always marvel at how much smokers underestimate the range and power of the stink of their smoke. One or two puffs can stink up an entire building. My Pa kept me from ever smoking by tanning my hide till the skin broke everytime he caught me puffing. It was a painful lesson, like most that mean anything in life, but it did keep me from taking up that filthy habit.
I pushed open the door expecting to see Brandy smoking away. Instead, it was a tall leggy girl with a wild mop of long curly red hair. She turned, not at all surprised to see me. "Who are you?" I asked.
"Cynthia," she said, taking a drag on her cigarette.
She was a Cynthia all right. She had that rich bitch insouciance. The Academy hadn't broken her attitude yet. Maybe it never would. She wasn't going to have an attitude with me.
I stepped into the room as she took another puff before saying, "Are you going to punish me for smoking?"
What the hell was she doing here? My first thought was that Brandy had been blabbing to the entire school. This could be trouble. "What are you doing down here? You know this is off limits. No students are allowed."
She smiled, "I'm sure. But Brandy was allowed here."
"Who's Brandy?" I asked.
Cynthia wasn't buying my line. The girl had been around. "She's my roommate. And the other day I was feeling a bit randy. And as you know, there simply aren't men available for us students. So I asked Brandy to help a poor girl out. But she was all sated. Someone had eaten her pussy and she wasn't interested in poor me. I made the little bitch confess who she was cheating with. I'm glad you spanked her. She deserved it for cheating on me." She flicked her cigarette onto the ground and rubbed it out all the while daring me with half-lidded eyes staring at me from under her bangs.
I didn't take the bait. I relaxed. Obviously, she wasn't about to go tell anyone else a story like that. "Something makes me think you aren't here to get spanked."
She smiled and walked over to me completly at ease and in control. Beautiful and rich before coming here, she was used to being in control of men. "I might try that sometime. Brandy certainly enjoyed it. But I haven't had a good lay in way too long." She put her arms around my neck and pulled her face to mine sliding her body up my chest and crushing her tits into me. Cynthia obviously knew what she wanted and what she wanted was a hard cock. Willie's throbbing told me he liked the idea too. I could play her game. If she wanted a hard cock, I was just the guy to give it to her. This girl could kiss. She broke the kiss and looked around. "Let's get comfortable."
I grabbed her hand and pulled her to a door. Expecting Brandy to return I had prepared a little nest for us. I had the only key to the door. It had been a storage room, long since abandoned. I had used some retired furniture to fix it up. I opened the door and motioned Cynthia inside.
She glanced around and said, "Nice. Much better than I expected." Turning to look at me, "I bet this was all supposed to be for Brandy." I nodded and she continued, "Good. I'll have to tell the little bitch how I horned in on her lover boy when I eat her to orgasm tonight." She glanced down and couldn't help but notice the swelling she had created. She laughed gaily, the little bitch. "I bet you'd like to watch wouldn't you?" Without waiting for a response she said, "C'mon, lover boy. Show me what you had planned for little Brandy."
I took two quick steps letting the door slam behind me. Her eyes flashed as I grabbed her and mashed my mouth against hers. She returned the kiss with equal fervor. Soon clothes were flying.
I pulled off the last of my clothes and looked up. She was pulling her panties off but stopped in mid motion, her face a mask of lust. Damn, she was beautiful, perfect tits, pale freckled skin, long smooth legs, and a perfect ass.
'Jesus H Christ,' I said to myself. I have never been with a woman as flat out sexy as this girl and I have had my share. My cock stood up pointing at her. Her eyes locked onto it as her tongue wet her lips. "Get those panties off," I said.
She smiled at me. "Take them off yourself, if you can," as she smiled. I accepted the challenge by pushing her back onto the bed. I knelt on the bed next to her my own smile telling her who was boss in this room. Her hands were now covering her tits as though she had a shred of modesty.
"Trying to pretend you're not a slut?" I asked as I wrapped my cock in a rubber.
"Fuck you," she said and stuck her tongue out.
I laughed to myself, if that's how she wanted to play, "You are going to." I was more than happy to play her game. I grabbed her panties. She shut her legs tightly. I ripped her panties from her ass and tore them down her thighs as she squeezed her legs together. She was watching me intently, daring me. Once past her knees she quit resisting and the panties were quickly thrown on the floor with the rest of our clothes. I pushed her knees apart as she resisted and buried my face in her pussy.
"No," she said. She was already wet and redolent as I started to lick and suck her pussy. She hunched her hips fucking her pussy against my tongue. "You bastard," she moaned. I jabbed my finger into her pussy and fucked her with it. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," she chanted as her pussy juiced right up.
I climbed up between her legs and seated my cock at the entrance to her pussy. Her fists beat against my chest. She snarled at me as my cock lanced up into her tight channel. She bit my chest as I bottomed out and mashed against her clitoris. I fucked her like a wild animal, slamming into her. Her fingers dug into my back as she fucked me with equal ferocity. I took her like a lion takes a lioness. There was too much passion for this animal fuck to last long. She began a low keening wail and her nails ripped down my back and then dug into my ass, goading me deeply into her body. She moaned and bucked as she came. I bellowed as I spent my cum, gushing again and again until my balls were drained. One last thrust and I stopped, my cock buried to the hilt. I felt her pussy's last spasms around my cock before she collapsed.
I rolled to the side, pulling her with me. We lay like that, my cock still buried in her.
Her eyes opened and she said, "Damn. It's been too long." I smiled knowing I had done a good job.
She pushed her hair back out of her face. "Sorry about your back. It makes it better for me."
"I'm not bleeding to death am I?" I asked.
She laughed, "No, and there won't be any permanent scars." She flicked the hair out of her face, "Whew. That was a good fuck lover boy. Poor Brandy is going to be jealous," she said with a devilish smile.
My cock had softened enough that it popped out of her pussy as I lay back. She did the same as we both lazed in post-coital bliss. I looked over and she was smiling and relaxed. That animal fuck had scrubbed the attitude from her. That was a wild screw but looking at her naked body I wished I had spent more time getting to know it a little more intimately. She was truly stunning. I reached over and gently rubbed her taut belly. She smiled and put her hand on my cheek pulling me over for a kiss.
"I should introduce myself," I said. "Marc Anderson."
She laughed. "Glad to make your acquaintance. Cynthia Nygard." We shook hands like we were being introduced at a fucking high tea. She came from money no doubt
"So how come you're here?" I asked.
"The usual. A little bit of drugs which my folks discovered. A whole lot of attitude which my parents couldn't handle and flunking tenth grade."
"That'll do it," I said.
She looked troubled for a moment. "If I just hadn't fucking flunked. Whatever happened to social promotion? I hate this place."
"Don't we all," I said. She looked startled. "But for personal reasons, I'm glad you flunked."
She smiled again and leaned toward me. We kissed. "I liked it too. You're not a bad fuck for an old guy."
"Sweetheart, old guys are always better fucks than those young studs. We've learned a thing or two."
She fell back against the bed smiling. "I need more proof. Fuck me."
I grabbed a towel from a stack I had put in the room for just such an occasion, threw the used rubber away and cleaned up a little. I tossed her a new condom and returned to the bed. My cock was half hard already. Kneeling on the bed I thrust my hips forward. "Get me hard," I said.
She crawled over, grabbed my cock and started licking and sucking. Her wild mane of hair flowed around her head like a fiery halo. watching her beautiful face bobbing on my cock and I was quickly hard. She looked up at me. She grabbed the foil packet, ripped it open with her teeth, and rolled the rubber over my cock. Not the first time she's done that, I mused. She lay back on the bed, an expectant look on her face.
I lay between her legs and she wrapped them around my ass. She led my cock to her open pussy and as I plunged into her, her arms went around my neck. I set up a languid pace this time. Long slow thrusts alternating with shallow quick thrusts while making sure that I was rubbing over her clitoris. Cynthia was moaning and trying to urge me on. But as the man I controlled the slow deliberate fucking. Now that I had fucked the attitude out of her she was going to play my game. She was tall enough that I could bend down and suck on those fine tits while continuing to thrust into her. She moaned and pushed her tits into my mouth as I sucked and nibbled on her distended nipples.
She got closer and started to cum, little ones that rolled on and on. A cum, followed by another and another. I was getting close, and what mattered to me was my cumming. I picked up the pace and thrusting deeply into her, I came as well.
Completely spent, I pulled my flaccid cock from her and fell to the side. She was wiped out as well. She curled up into my side. We lay like that for a while. Finally, she lifted her head, "God, I never felt it like that before."
"You're welcome."
She wrapped her arms around me and pulled her body into mine. I lost track of time as we lazed together petting and sometimes kissing.
Finally, she looked at her watch. "Shit, I'm going to be late for dinner." She stretched and grabbed a towel cleaning herself up a little. I bounced out of bed and threw away the rubber and also cleaned up.
She quickly dressed and tried to tame her hair, now in total disarray. "Do I look presentable?"
"You look like you've been fucked to death," I said.
"Shit. Do you have a mirror?" she asked frantically looking around.
"No. I'll get one," I added helpfully.
"Oh well. Really, how do I look?" she asked patting her hair down.
"Beautiful. Like a wet dream come to life," I said.
That got a smile. She came over quickly, looked me up and down and said, "I like the outfit." She gave me a quick kiss and ran out the door. At least she hadn't looked at my outfit and asked if it came in a men's size.
The next day I was at my computer. The girls are allowed to use the computers in the library for homework. The Internet access is very limited. No e-mail and only academic sites allowed. But they do have access to the internal e-mail. I got a note from Cnygard. "Whew. Ms. McGregor was a bit suspicious. She accused me of sneaking off to nap ;-) I let her think so, lol C"
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