Freshman Fifteen Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Freshman Fifteen Ch. 02

... girl-cream like the windows of a car mid-carwash. When her climax slowed, it still hosed the carpet in front of her feet, creating a trail of puddles back to her; Mike gaped at eventhis diminished-amount of pussy juice!

Giving a sigh of relief upon her orgasm's end, Andrea turned to Mike.

"That's what an alpha'sload looks like!" She laughed, jerking her hips back and forth like she was shaking the last drops of urine from the dick she didn't possess, "So, what do you think, baby? Am I a real stud now?"

"You're evenmore of a stud!" Mike rasped, unbelieving of what he'd just witnessed, scanning both Andrea's liquid-destructionand her pussy-juice-saturated body, "I can't believe how amazing you are, Dre - how much more amazing you've become in such a short time. I've never seen anything like it, anyone likeyou."

"That's right you haven't - there'sno one like me!"

Andrea plodded to Mike, who stared up at her towering height in awe.

"Now come here, I want to cuddle for a bit."

"Okay Dre, that soun- woah!"

Suddenly swept off his feet,literally, Mike was picked up by Andrea in one swift, fluid motion, her hands reaching around his knees and back to pull him into the air. Before he could gather his bearings he was cradled against Andrea's swollen pecs and rock-hard abdomen, his girlfriend carrying him like he weighednothing; this might as well have been true considering the fact that Andrea regularly squatted and bench-pressed more pounds of steel than Mike ...

... could evencomprehend. He wrapped his arms around her thick neck as she walked over to their bed and lay across it without releasing her boyfriend.

Humming happily, Andrea hugged Mike tightly, raising him so that their faces were next to each other. She nuzzled her cheek against his before kissing him as deeply - but not asroughly - as usual. They lay there like that for several moments, basking in the afterglow of their climaxes, enjoying their shared presences, happy to justbe together. Andrea stroked Mike's jaw gently, his arms still intertwined behind her neck, their lips mashing; eventually, Andrea was the one to disengage from the lip-locking to give Mike a serious look.

"I love you, Mike, more than anything. This semester with you and everything that has happened has been like adream. Thank you for being so good to me."

Mike's features were overcome by an intense shade of pink.

"I love you too, Dre, a-and I feel the same," Mike's words came out in a breathy-tone, his eyes focused on Andrea's, "these past months have been some of the best of my life. I'm just glad I can make you happy - it's all I want to do. You're my everything."

"My sweet little guy..."

She cupped his chin in her rough fingers.

"I'm gonna miss you over winter break, you know that right?"

His expression saddened.

"I-I do. Are you sure there's no way for you to come back with me? Mom would let you stay with us - you know how much she loves you!"

"I wish I could, really, but ...