Bridge

by12xalt©

I see her around the campus at least two to three times a week. I'm not sure if she's a student like me, or if she works there. Her age is a mystery. I'd love to talk to her, ask her out, but she's about as perfect as a girl can get, in my eyes anyway. No, her being what I want doesn't make it easier, it makes it harder. Hell, I can't even look her in the eyes, let alone smile at her. I wish I could though, smile at her, if I tried to talk to her, I'd become a mumbling idiot.

Every once in a while, I'll see her leaning against the wall, just standing there. Don't know why, doesn't seem to be waiting for anyone. I wonder if she notices that I stare at her? Today she's got on a short skirt. She's got nice legs. I know she's got a nice, tight round ass from those jeans she wears most of the time. But today is the first time I've really gotten to look at her legs. They are as pale as her face and arms. Maybe she'll go outside, a nice gust of wind would tell me if she were a natural red head. Naw, I can't think she'd be brave enough to wear that skirt with no underwear. Lord, wouldn't it be amazing though if she were.

Oh shit, she just caught me staring.

I could be wrong, but I think I saw her smile.

No, no way.

OK, there's the door, almost safe.

"Stop."

That's her, she's talking to me. That means I need to answer doesn't it. "Me?"

She is smiling at me. Wow, what a smile. She's so much prettier up close. "Yes, you. You always watch me, but you never bother to talk to me. Every time I try to catch your eye, you look down and walk away. Why?"

"Uh"

Wrong answer. OK, trying again.

"Cause I've been wanting to ask you out, but have never gotten the nerve. What if you'd frowned at me? I'd rather pretend that you'd be smiling. Like you are now."

"You want to ask me out?"

"Yes"

"Don't look down when you talk to me, look me in the face. You have pretty eyes, I'd like to be able to see them when your are speaking. I don't mind looking up a bit, not for those sparkling eyes."

"Dinner tonight? I mean, can I take you out to dinner tonight?"

"That's so much better!" "Nope, I'm busy tonight."

"Oh. OK. Some other time then maybe."

"There is a lot more to today than just 'tonight' y'know. It is only 9:45 in the morning. Try asking again."

"This class is over at Noon, could we meet up then? Lunch maybe? Or if you’re not into sharing meals, give me a little hint and I'll come up with another idea."

"You looked at me, and you picked an excellent time of the day for me to spend some time with you. I'd love to meet you for lunch. I'll be waiting right here at noon."

What just happened? This is a dream, it must be. The professor must be droning on and I've fallen asleep. I'll wake up with drool on the table in front of me.

Noon, I can wait till noon. Can't I? Sure I can. Wait... Lunch where?

It's a quarter till 12. I didn't know that two hours could pass so slowly. Damn. Now, if I could just get my hands to quit shaking and sweating.

Oh my god. I don't know her name. I never asked for her name. It's ok, it must be, she didn't get mine either. Of course, I didn't offer to tell her.

5 minutes to go. I still don't have a clue where to take her for lunch.

"Hey there cutie. How was the lecture?"

"There was a lecture?"

"I'm only assuming there was."

"Even if there was, I wouldn't have known. All I could concentrate on was if you would really come back. I have no idea where to go for lunch, what you like, or even your name. What is your name anyway?"

"Who needs names? And we aren't going anywhere to eat lunch. You're my lunch. Did I mention I'm leaving tomorrow? No? Well, I am, and I'm not going without a bit of fun. So that's who you are, you are my fun."

As my jaw dropped, she took my hand and started leading me down the hallway.

"Close your mouth for now. I'll tell you when I want you to open it."

I'm not sure if I should be scared that I'm being led away by such an assertive women, or happy about it. From the feel of what's in my pants, I think I'm happy about it.

"So, where are you taking me? Or am I allowed to know that?"

"Do you know where the environmental center is?"

"Of course."

"That's where we are going. I have a key to the observatory. I don't have to turn it back in till I leave the campus this evening."

"Unless of course you'd rather stay outside?" "I'm up for some fun on the little bridge that spans the pond half way along the nature path."

Hey, where ever she wants to go, I'm gonna follow. She wants to have fun IN the pond, I'm up for it. And I really am up for it.

"I like bridges"

"Not scared of getting caught?"

"Probably."

"Bravery in the face of exposure. I like that." "Fine, the bridge it is."

My feet just flew out from underneath me, and I'm now on my back, on the bridge. When did we get to the bridge? Not that I would have noticed where we were anyway. And she's climbed on top of me. I think that means it's OK to touch her. I think my hands would look quite nice around that waist.

"Now, who said you could do that."

Damn, she just pinned my wrists to the planks above my head. Didn't realize she was so strong. Cool. Oh hey, and her skirt rose up when she did it. She is a natural redhead. Could I smile any bigger?

"I'm going to kiss you now. Do not try to move."

Those are lips on my neck, yes they are. Very soft lips. OK, that's a tongue. There is a tongue on my neck, and it's moving towards my ear. Teeth, there are teeth nibbling on my ear. And those pretty, pale hands are still pinning mine down. Wait a minute, did she say don't move? Don't move? She's sitting on me, with no underwear on, and I'm not supposed to move. Fuck that, I'm moving.

"I thought I told you not to move."

"Yeah.... You.... Did"

"Breathing a little heavy are we?" "I haven't even kissed you yet."

I think her lips are getting closer to mine. WOW. If she just keeps doing that to my tongue with her mouth and that to my mouth with her tongue... That's it. The arms are getting free and the hands are touching.

"Go ahead, struggle, I like it." "If you can get them free, you can touch me with them anywhere you want."

"Anywhere?"

"Of course. If I didn't want to be touched, you wouldn't be here would you?"

She's strong, but not strong enough to keep my hands off of those breasts. And I can tell that there is plenty enough to fill one of my hands.

"Good job. I was hoping you'd get them free. Besides, mine would like to do a little exploring themselves." "The shirt is removable."

"I have a suggestion for you. Why don't you take off my silly little shirt and put that lovely mouth of yours to use. I know you look at my ass, so don't you think your hands would like to check it out too?" "Very good. Yes, right there. What a nice tongue you have."

Yeah, what a nice tongue. And my nice tongue is gonna get to know her nice breasts really well. Nice to know I have an invitation to grab her ass too. Mmmmm, nice. It's firm and soft, all at the same time.

When did my shirt get undone? And why am I being pushed back down? Hey.

"I know I said I like a little struggle, but it's my turn to play with nipples now."

Oh, well then. OH. Well...

And those are buttons, buttons on my pants. I've now got a hand down my pants, and it's not mine. This is the best day ever.

"Oh my!" "It appears that I chose well. It will still fit in my mouth, but barely. Good thing I've got a big mouth huh?"

And now she's kissing me again. If she hadn't just said what I think she just said, that would be enough. I mean, hell, beautiful woman, tongue in my mouth, and one hand on my cock. I've got both hands on her ass, one should be touching those beautiful breasts, but instead, I think I'll move it somewhere else. Already wet. Hot too. Hot and wet. And tight? That's a surprise. I would have thought that she'd be a pretty big slut, dragging me out here and all without telling me her name. Bonus on the tight pussy.

"I see your fingers have found a retreat out of the cold."

She's talking my hand away. Noooo. Oh, and moving it. OH. Right. She's stroking my dick, playing with her clit is a good idea.

"I prefer them here."

"I prefer them to be wherever you want them to be."

"I love fucking intelligent men."

"We aren't fucking yet."

"No, but we will be."

Damn, the wood is cold. But her mouth is so warm. It's warm, it's wet and it's moving up and down on my penis.

NO FUCKING WAY! Oh my God. All the way down. She just took me all the way down. Unh. And she just did it again and stayed there. I've got to look down; cause it feels like her tongue is touching my balls, that's not possible is it? It is. WOW. She saw me look and now she's watching me. Watching me watch her as she sucks me off. Now she's back at the top, maybe I'll be able to breathe, maybe. Oh yeah, adding a hand, mouth on top, painted nails showing as she wraps her hand around me and moves it on the shaft. I think I'm still moving my fingers around and on her clit. Damn, all the way down again. Oh God.

"No, please don't make me cum, you said we'd fuck. I wanna fuck. Please. Please. Please. I'm cumming. Please I'm cumming."

She's swallowing. I'm all the way down her throat and she's swallowing.

"Don't worry doll, we'll still fuck." "Your turn. A few minutes of my pussy in your face and you should be hard again really soon."

This I can do. I hope I can. I can. Can't I?

"Are you gonna just lay there? I thought you wanted to fuck? You wanna fuck, you've gotta please me first. Now, pick me up and move me around to where you can put your tongue back to work."

Ah, but where do I want her? I pick her up, roughly, I'm being impatient I know, but somehow, I don't think she'll mind. The bridge isn't very wide so I shove her on her back and put her legs up on the rails and dive in. She wants me hard again; I'll be hard again. One hand dedicated to me, one to her.

"See, now that's what I wanted, a little bit of forcefulness."

I glance up; she's got a hold of her breasts. Playing with her nipples. When I'm in her, those nipples are mine. The more I suck, the more I twirl my tongue, and the harder she pinches herself. When she pinches really hard, I can tell. She clenches up tight. So tight that those two fingers I've got inside of her actually feel pain. I can only imagine what bringing her to climax will be like.

"Now who’s making who cum? Harder bitch!"

Harder it is bitch.

She peaks. Damn. Damn its gonna be nice. And only moments away. She won't make me wait now.

"Get up here! NOW!" As she grabs my head and pulls it towards hers. She lets go with one hand and uses it to guide me in. It didn't need help, but who the hell cares cause its in now and it don't ever wanna leave. Her legs wrap around me and she starts to move. It's a good thing she blew me off first; I would have already cum if we had fucked. It's that tight and that hot.

I start kissing her. Kissing her harshly. I don't think I could any other way right now.

I lied about the nipples. My hands, both of them are on her ass, her hips, pulling her closer to me as I move within her. She's having a hard time breathing. Well bitch, so am I. And I just keep on kissing her. If you can call it kissing. Mostly my tongue fucking her tongue, just like my cock between her legs.

Those manicured nails are tearing up my back. The pain only makes me pound her harder. The stronger I thrust, the deeper they dig. It's worth it. It even kinda excites me.

I don't believe it, I'm gonna cum. Again. Not so soon. Please, not so soon. I do not want this to end.

"Let me slow down, I'm gonna cum if I don't."

"No way, you wanted to fuck, then fuck bitch. I don't mind it being short as long as it's hard and it's rough."

"You want rough?"

I pull out, yank her from the bridge floor and bend her over the rail. I spread her legs. I touch her. She shivers. I touch her again.

"Then do it, don't make me wait."

"Then beg."

"FUCK ME!"

I look at her. Her breasts are on one side of the rail, hanging there. They are gonna bounce nice. I put my hands on her hips and pull her a little. She whimpers. I like the sound of that.

"What did you say you wanted?"

"You know damn well what I want."

"Put your hands on your back." She does, I take them with my free hand and pin them to her back. Then I enter her again. Hard.

I don't think I've ever been so rough or gone so deep. Her feet actually leave the deck a few times. I can see her breasts when I lean to the side a bit. Watching them move like that excites me more. I think this time I really am gonna cum. My hand has been doing it's job right and she's starting to ram back against me, even if the rail is rough. She's trying to get her hands free too, but I've got a good grip.

Her climax is as strong as I knew it would be. My cock has never felt such intense pressure. I move my hands and put them on her hips and I fuck her as hard as I can. I'm cumming and she's cumming and OH MY GOD.

I can't move. I really can't move. I'm not sure she can either.

Slowly she stands up and turns around. Her waist and below her breasts are bright red. Red from the friction from the rail. Even a bit scratched up. I lean down to kiss her. To try and 'make it better'. She giggles.

"Don't bother. Pull your pants up."

She reaches down, picks up her shirt, puts it on and starts to walk away.

"You're leaving?"

"Yeah, I told you I was. Thanks for lunch." I see her around the campus at least two to three times a week. I'm not sure if she's a student like me, or if she works there. Her age is a mystery. I'd love to talk to her, ask her out, but she's about as perfect as a girl can get, in my eyes anyway. No, her being what I want doesn't make it easier, it makes it harder. Hell, I can't even look her in the eyes, let alone smile at her. I wish I could though, smile at her, if I tried to talk to her, I'd become a mumbling idiot.

Every once in a while, I'll see her leaning against the wall, just standing there. Don't know why, doesn't seem to be waiting for anyone. I wonder if she notices that I stare at her? Today she's got on a short skirt. She's got nice legs. I know she's got a nice, tight round ass from those jeans she wears most of the time. But today is the first time I've really gotten to look at her legs. They are as pale as her face and arms. Maybe she'll go outside, a nice gust of wind would tell me if she were a natural red head. Naw, I can't think she'd be brave enough to wear that skirt with no underwear. Lord, wouldn't it be amazing though if she were.

Oh shit, she just caught me staring.

I could be wrong, but I think I saw her smile.

No, no way.

OK, there's the door, almost safe.

"Stop."

That's her, she's talking to me. That means I need to answer doesn't it. "Me?"

She is smiling at me. Wow, what a smile. She's so much prettier up close. "Yes, you. You always watch me, but you never bother to talk to me. Every time I try to catch your eye, you look down and walk away. Why?"

"Uh"

Wrong answer. OK, trying again.

"Cause I've been wanting to ask you out, but have never gotten the nerve. What if you'd frowned at me? I'd rather pretend that you'd be smiling. Like you are now."

"You want to ask me out?"

"Yes"

"Don't look down when you talk to me, look me in the face. You have pretty eyes, I'd like to be able to see them when your are speaking. I don't mind looking up a bit, not for those sparkling eyes."

"Dinner tonight? I mean, can I take you out to dinner tonight?"

"That's so much better!" "Nope, I'm busy tonight."

"Oh. OK. Some other time then maybe."

"There is a lot more to today than just 'tonight' y'know. It is only 9:45 in the morning. Try asking again."

"This class is over at Noon, could we meet up then? Lunch maybe? Or if you’re not into sharing meals, give me a little hint and I'll come up with another idea."

"You looked at me, and you picked an excellent time of the day for me to spend some time with you. I'd love to meet you for lunch. I'll be waiting right here at noon."

What just happened? This is a dream, it must be. The professor must be droning on and I've fallen asleep. I'll wake up with drool on the table in front of me.

Noon, I can wait till noon. Can't I? Sure I can. Wait... Lunch where?

It's a quarter till 12. I didn't know that two hours could pass so slowly. Damn. Now, if I could just get my hands to quit shaking and sweating.

Oh my god. I don't know her name. I never asked for her name. It's ok, it must be, she didn't get mine either. Of course, I didn't offer to tell her.

5 minutes to go. I still don't have a clue where to take her for lunch.

"Hey there cutie. How was the lecture?"

"There was a lecture?"

"I'm only assuming there was."

"Even if there was, I wouldn't have known. All I could concentrate on was if you would really come back. I have no idea where to go for lunch, what you like, or even your name. What is your name anyway?"

"Who needs names? And we aren't going anywhere to eat lunch. You're my lunch. Did I mention I'm leaving tomorrow? No? Well, I am, and I'm not going without a bit of fun. So that's who you are, you are my fun."

As my jaw dropped, she took my hand and started leading me down the hallway.

"Close your mouth for now. I'll tell you when I want you to open it."

I'm not sure if I should be scared that I'm being led away by such an assertive women, or happy about it. From the feel of what's in my pants, I think I'm happy about it.

"So, where are you taking me? Or am I allowed to know that?"

"Do you know where the environmental center is?"

"Of course."

"That's where we are going. I have a key to the observatory. I don't have to turn it back in till I leave the campus this evening."

"Unless of course you'd rather stay outside?" "I'm up for some fun on the little bridge that spans the pond half way along the nature path."

Hey, where ever she wants to go, I'm gonna follow. She wants to have fun IN the pond, I'm up for it. And I really am up for it.

"I like bridges"

"Not scared of getting caught?"

"Probably."

"Bravery in the face of exposure. I like that." "Fine, the bridge it is."

My feet just flew out from underneath me, and I'm now on my back, on the bridge. When did we get to the bridge? Not that I would have noticed where we were anyway. And she's climbed on top of me. I think that means it's OK to touch her. I think my hands would look quite nice around that waist.

"Now, who said you could do that."

Damn, she just pinned my wrists to the planks above my head. Didn't realize she was so strong. Cool. Oh hey, and her skirt rose up when she did it. She is a natural redhead. Could I smile any bigger?

"I'm going to kiss you now. Do not try to move."

Those are lips on my neck, yes they are. Very soft lips. OK, that's a tongue. There is a tongue on my neck, and it's moving towards my ear. Teeth, there are teeth nibbling on my ear. And those pretty, pale hands are still pinning mine down. Wait a minute, did she say don't move? Don't move? She's sitting on me, with no underwear on, and I'm not supposed to move. Fuck that, I'm moving.

"I thought I told you not to move."

"Yeah.... You.... Did"

"Breathing a little heavy are we?" "I haven't even kissed you yet."

I think her lips are getting closer to mine. WOW. If she just keeps doing that to my tongue with her mouth and that to my mouth with her tongue... That's it. The arms are getting free and the hands are touching.

"Go ahead, struggle, I like it." "If you can get them free, you can touch me with them anywhere you want."

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