A Night in her Dorm

When we got to her dorm room, I stepped forward and opened the door. As Irene walked past me, I took a moment to, again, enjoy the view. Her blue dress with the slightest outline of black floral patterns swayed slightly as she moved, and the cut ended just below mid-thigh. How I hoped it would raise just a little more and show what hidden clothing and flesh awaited beneath. Before sitting on her bed, she turned on her X-Box 360. Ah, Fable 2 again. Slightly outdated, but a favorite for her that she wouldn't be talked apart from. We had enjoyed a simple dinner, a walk over campus back to her room, and now I watched her fall into the daze of her game. It had been a romantic enough night, but we were just friends. Hmm. Even as friends, I could desire her. And, I did desire her.

She stretched her legs and, briefly, twinged. I didn't wait for an invitation, knowing an unspoken desire. I sat in front of her, took one foot in my hands (left, if it matters...), and let my thumbs gently explore the sole of her foot. Slight tensions were apparent, and she let the sweetest purr escape her lips as I explored them. Long, gentle strokes coupled with careful rubbing, circling the most tender tissue. The controller for the 360 fell forgotten to the side, if only for the moment. I switched to her right foot, and continued. As I continued, she simply lay back and purred in appreciation. And, as I glanced up, I found some small reward. Her legs were barely parted, and her dress was short... An adorable white cotton and lace bikini contained her much-desired pussy, and I can't pretend I didn't stare as I continued rubbing her feet. Ah, but before long I sat beside her again. Her eyes, previously closed as the relished the attention her feet were given, opened slowly and unwillingly. Mmm, such vibrant blue eyes. They seemed rife with secret desire. Or...maybe not, but I had wanted her too long to doubt that brief hope.

I moved behind her and began gently rubbing her shoulders. Her reactions wasn't quite as explicit as it was to the attention to her aching feet, but her enjoyment was clear. Her shoulders went slightly limp, and she leaned back into me as I continued. My fingers ventured beneath the straps of her dress and continued their efforts to bring her comfort.

"You know, Irene...I could do this far better if you'd let me help you out of this dress."

"Hmm, and I'm sure its just because you want to massage me...no desire to see my panties?"

"Ah, I already had the pleasure of seeing that white cotton and lace." Her head jerked to the side slightly, but she made no effort to stop me from rubbing her shoulders. "Granted, though...I would like to see them again. And besides, it reveals less than some bikinis."

She didn't actually respond to me, but stood without a word. My hands quickly missed the warmth and tenderness of the flesh they had, moments before, had the privilege of touching. With her back still to me, she stepped out of her dress easily enough and sat it carefully to the side. The curve of her ass was tempting in those panties, and as she turned around I noted that she wore a simple matching bra that barely did justice to the magnificence of her breasts. My eyes missed the smirk that overtook her lips as I took in her beauty, eyes glued on flesh that had been finally exposed. She lay on the bed and my fingers went back to work. Massaging her back and edging close to flesh that I desired, I felt thrilled.

"Irene...turn around for me."

She didn't speak, but she turned around. Without explanation, or indeed any words, I made quick work of removing her bra and panties. And, for her part, she helped me quickly forgo my clothing as well. I kissed her for the first time, and her lips parted readily enough. My fingers explored her the auburn locks of her hair while my other hand gently caressed her breasts in turn. My lips only left her own to continue to other delights. I kissed my way along her cheek and to her neck, where I playfully bit her and continued kissing the lovely flesh that awaited my attention. I continued further down until I met the majesty of her breasts. My hands continued fondling her delicate flesh, and my lips fell to her nipples. I sucked each in turn, loving her body's response and her soft moans. One hand trailed its way slowly to her pussy, parted her lips, and slid a single finger inside. She wasn't simply wet, but drenched. She needed attention desperately, and I was only too happy to provide it.

I spread her pussy lips and let my tongue enter her. Long, slow licks that caressed her lips and entered her slightly. And as attention came to her clit, her entire body shivered in anticipation. Mmm, her unique scent and taste were intoxicating, and my tongue found no end to the pleasure of entering her and pleasuring her. Her hands caressed the back of my neck and, as I tried to pull back and at last enter that tempting pussy with my cock, they held me in place. Her breathing quickened, and her body stiffened. As much as I wanted to cum with her, I realized her desperation for relief merited greater attention. My tongue explored and teased her quickly, and my attention on her clit increased. Before long, her moans of orgasm filled my ears and her sweetest nectar was mine to taste. But, now it was my turn...