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Only two of us showed up to get extra help for
physics during Exam Week the first day. Deb was the only one I saw when I
walked into the lab. Amazing how she still took the time to make sure her
hair was just right (sitting above her shoulders and framing her face) and
that her clothes had the right accessories to go with it. You had to leave
it to the Asian student to be the one to arrive first thing in the morning
to study for a test that was coming up in a few days. We would ask our
teacher for help once-in-a-while but for the most part it remained pretty
quiet. Deb was so focused. She’d just write, type in her calculator, fix
her glasses and do it all over again.
The teacher told us he had to go proctor another exam so he locked the
door behind him and told us to answer the door if anyone knocks. The two
of us went back to work until I heard Deb give a frustrated groan. I tried
to help out but we were both stuck and she just said, “Well fuck my life!
I hate this!”
I looked at her and said, “You see that’s your biggest problem. You need
to lay back and relax. Like this,” I took hold of her shoulders, “you
don’t mind, do you?” She shook her head and I started to give her a
shoulder massage—innocent but it still had the added perks.
She really did relax because she rolled her head around, leaned back and
moaned a bit. “Mmm, that’s what I need. Oh yeah right there. Hmm.” As she
did this I had to through in a little smart-ass remark, “So you apparently
really like your massages.”
I had no idea what was going to happen next. Deb looked behind and almost
whispered, “That’s not all I like… and there’s more than one way to get
relaxed.” She fully turned around, got off of the stool and leaned back on
the lab table. She grabbed onto my shirt and pulled me in towards her. We
kissed, Deb was leading the way, slipping her tongue into my mouth and
swirled it around until she found mine. I put my hand on her cheek and
stoked it, pushing the hair out of her face. She brought her hands up to
my chest and rub up to my shoulders, then back down again. She unbuttoned
my golf shirt and kissed the newly exposed part below my neck while I felt
up and down her forearms.
Deb then leaned back and pulled her shirt up and off. Her purple bra stood
out against her tanned skin (Asian tan, not the mild white-person change)
and she reached behind to unhook it. Instead of taking it off, she held it
against her breasts to keep them covered. She motioned to me to take off
my shirt, so my shirt went off and her bra dropped down. She then clasped
her hands behind her back, moved left and right and tilted her head down
with a sexy, pouting look and me, inviting me closer to her.
With one hand I reached to one of her boobs and massaged it as I put my
mouth around her other nipple. She laid her hands on my shoulders while I
sucked on that sweet, subtle tit. She moaned and I kissed further down her
body. When I got far enough, I undid her belt and jeans and as I pulled
them down, Deb hopped up onto the table and opened her legs wide, right in
front of me. I kissed the inside of her thigh and worked inwards. I kissed
and licked her pussy, slowly, and brought my fingers up for an added
touch. Deb’s breathing was getting deeper and faster, and so did my
tongue. I spread her lips to get more specific in my work. From here I
just improvised with whatever her reaction was. “Ooh. Ooo yeah! Ahh, right
there, right there! MMMM YEAH!” I felt her pussy get instantly wetter and
I knew that she just came.
She sat up and bent over the table, grinding her ass against my crotch. I
undid my pants, pulled out my already hard cock, and slowly stuck it
inside of her. She was so small that I looked huge in comparison to her,
but her well exercised pussy wasn’t too tight to hinder performance. I was
building a momentum, in and out, in and out, and she was loving every
moment of it. “Oooooh, yes, yes, yes, yes! Oh God, that feels so good.” I
started to get deeper than before until I was getting all the way inside.
She turned over and now when I was going in, I could feel my balls hitting
her ass. “Oh, fuck me! Fuck me HARD! Oh yes! Pull my hair!” I pulled the
side of her hair and went faster. “Oh yes that’s it! Just like that”
I’m not as vocal a person during sex, but since she was saying so much I
just threw in the occasional “Yeah! Oh God!” as she would moan, groan and
yell. Deb started gyrating like a washing machine on the rinse cycle and I
knew she was about to cum. She let out one big scream and I felt her cum
like a geyser against me. She was having trouble catching her breath so I
stopped, still not finished. I knew Deb was done and didn’t have the
energy to keep going.
Deb saw that I still needed some help to keep going so she dropped down to
her knees on the floor and held onto my cock. She got straight to
business, no build up and at all and sucked on my cock. Her little hands
made me look bigger than I really am and her little mouth was struggling
to get around it at first, but she got use to the size and kept going. I
couldn’t believe it when she tried to deep throat a bit—and succeeded too!
I felt her gag on me and that was about all I needed. “Oh God I’m gonna
CUM!!”
She jerked me like a jack-hammer as she pulled her head away but I was
already shooting off. Most of it went in her mouth and I still had enough
to get on her face. She couldn’t hold it all in so some leaked out of her
mouth and onto her body. She smiled and told me, “Well now I’m definitely
relaxed!” She winked, cleaned up over the sink and we got dressed. I don’t
know how sound proof those walls were but either no one noticed, or they
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