Teen Studs on Campus (Part 3) - Sex Stories

Teen Studs on Campus (Part 3)

... his hips with feverish speed. “Yes! Right there! Right there!” Michelle cries out as Aaron’s dick finds the magic spot, thumping the petite blonde into first one orgasm and then another and another. “Oh my god! Oh my god!” she moans, running her hands all over the stud’s sweat slickened body, as her high heels bob and bounce overhead. Finally, with a loud gasp, Aaron ejaculates; his balls convulse and his spurting tool hurls globs of nut scum into the nerdy blonde’s well pounded love box…

“Yo, that sucks…I really wish there was some way I could make it up to you…” J.J. tells Nancy as they sit together on the sofa; the brunette has at least stopped sobbing and is slowly composing herself. “You’ve already made it up to me…and the real reason I came over here is to thank you…” Nancy now explains, her voice still quavering, but finally managing a forced smile. “Wait…you wanna thank me…? For what?” a confused J.J. asks her. “For last night…” the girl replies. “Last night…? But you said…” the bewildered stud starts to reply. “Yes, last night…I mean I’m mad that you lied to me and it really sucks that I’ll never be able to get into Delta Alpha Gamma Delta, but…oh…my…god…8 guys! All that sex! I felt like such a slut!” the brunette exclaims, her face now lighting up. “You wanna thank me for that…?” J.J. asks, still confused. “Oh my god, yes! I never knew what I was missing out on!” Nancy exclaims, her face now beaming. “Cool! Now I don’t feel so bad…” J.J. replies, flashing his ...

... braces in a relieved grin. “You shouldn’t feel bad, baby…and now I’m really going to thank you!” Nancy replies, pressing her lips to J.J.’s and moving her hand down to the bulge in his jeans…

“Let’s see…two orgasms from cunnilingus and five…no wait…six…from intercourse…that’s eight orgasms!” Michelle announces, in a professional, detached tone as she types the data into her notepad. Still naked except for her high heels, she’s balancing the notepad on her lap as she types; she’s spread out a towel underneath her to absorb Aaron’s sweat, which has completely drenched the sofa. “Holy shit…that’s pretty good!” Aaron exclaims, lying at the other end of the sofa, his cum oozing pecker only now starting to deflate. “Yes, you were definitely better than the two interviews I had yesterday!” Michelle assures him. “So, you interviewed those other dudes the same way you interviewed me…?” the stud asks, lifting himself up into a sitting position. “Yes! It’s all part of the research project…” Michelle assures him, not looking up from her computer. “Glad I could help…” the stud now says with a grin. “Yes, you’ve been a big help…can you stay a little bit longer? I’d like to collect a little more…ummm…data…from you…” the blonde now asks him, turning her head to peer at him over her glasses. “Sure!” the sweaty stud eagerly agrees, flashing another tinsel grin. “Excellent! Let’s take this to the bedroom…” Michelle now declares, getting to her feet. Carrying her notepad, she beckons the stud to ...