Freshman Fifteen Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Freshman Fifteen Ch. 02

... journey to climax!

"Fuck yeah, here it comes! I'm gonna cum!" Andrea yelled,smashing her hips against Mike, "But don't stop eating me - you don't stop until Itell you to stop!"

Not pausing her rapid humping, Andrea's climax commenced as itregularly did since the day Mike had called her a 'stud' -explosively! Pussy juice instantly washed across her partner's face, soaking him from chin tobehind in his skull, engulfing his head in its entirety. Though Mike sputtered and snorted as he was suddenlysubmerged into a torrent of girl-cum, he heeded Andrea's warning nonetheless and continued to lick her, his tongue sliding from her convulsing cunt-lips to lap at her clit. Her grip tightened on his hair to the point that he was afraid she might tear a patch out!

But he didn't pull back or attempt to free himself from her grasp - not that an attempt at doing so would've gotten him anywhere! No, Mike persisted in his pussy pleasuring, and would do so until Andrea released him, doing his duty to the utmost for his superior-specimen of a girlfriend; he didn't stop even when it became a struggle tobreathe, his nose blocked by the endless flow of hot liquid, his throat swallowing fervently just to keep up with her furious rate of release. Even Mike'seyes began to sting as Andrea's juices seeped under his eyelids, but pleasure accompanied the pain. There wasnothing in this world hotter to him than being able to get her off!

After many,many seconds Andrea's orgasm dwindled, ...

... nearly half a minute having passed since she announced its start. Sighing happily, she gave her hips a few last shakes, rubbing her dripping pubes against Mike's forehead before loosening her hold on his hair and taking a step back; Mike immediately made a chokinggasp for air, spittle and pussy juice sputtering from his lips. Grinning at her handiwork - Mike's head to his shoulders akin to as if he'd just stepped out of the shower - Andrea reached over and grabbed a towel she'd laid out on the bed beforehand, draping it over Mike's body.

"Goddamn, thanks for that, baby." Andrea patted his towel-covered head and moved away from him, "You know I play better after a good orgasm, and that was areally good one!"

"O-Of course, Dre, anything for you!" Mike replied after several moments, his words slightly muffled as he cleaned himself of his girlfriend's load, "You know I love supporting you in any way I can!"

"Andyou know I love that about you! I love you, Mike."

"I love you too, Dre."

Removing the towel from his head, Mike looked over to Andrea, who was now sitting on the bed getting dressed, a pair of boxers clinging to her striated hips.

"Um, Dre?"

"Yeah, babe?" She replied, hopping into a pair of black athletic pants, a leather belt already slipped through its loops, "What's up?"

"Did you give any thought to the thing I mentioned earlier? The lab, uh, study thing?"

"Oh that? Yeah kinda. I mean... it sounds nice, but it feels like cheating, you ...