On Rounds -- The Last Night - Sex Stories

On Rounds -- The Last Night

... look down shyly. “You know Gretchen, you’re the only one that calls me Petey.” “Am I? I guess I didn’t really notice I was doing it. You’ve never told me to stop.” “Well, people have tried. Maybe I should say that you are the only person I let call me Petey.” I feel heat rising in my neck as I glance up at him. He stares from my eyes to my lips, his gaze flitting. I can tell we are both nervous and excited in all senses of those words. When I see the clock over his shoulder, my libido flames inside of me. “Petey?” I ask moving in a little bit so he can feel my breath against his neck as I whisper. “Mhm?” His voice wavers slightly with my closeness. I slowly unzip the hoody I am wearing and slide it off of my arms revealing my tank top underneath. “Remember that rule I told you about? The one where I can’t get involved with my residents?” “Hmm..yeah” He grunts a little at my touch when I reach up to grab his neck. I lean back to meet his gaze and his eyes burn into my own; our desire feeding off of each other and ready to explode. “Well…It’s 12 a.m. I’m no longer your Resident Assistant.” He finally realizes what is going on with these words. I spread my legs so that he is sitting between them on my loveseat in the common room. “What an interesting observation...” He grins and our faces are mere inches apart. “So, what do you think about that?” I question and stare down at the mouth that I have dreamed about tasting for months. “I think I’ve wanted to do this since the ...

... second I met you.” I giggle with joy as he pushes me down on the cushions and takes off my shirt to feel my bare skin. His touch is scorching, but I am ready. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pull him down on top of me. Petey kisses my lips softly and nibbles a little but then the kissing grows hungrier. My tongue finds his and the slippery dance ensues. The only sound is our heavy breathing and quiet moaning echoing through empty space. I can feel fire building up inside me and I want to have his skin against mine He sits up and rips his shirt off while I unbuckle his belt. He stops me and I look up at him, confused. Petey places my hands above my head firmly. He holds me down. “I’ve waited too long not to enjoy this.” He says and kisses my jaw line. He sucks on my neck all the way around while my body reacts. I’m already dripping wet. His kisses and bites find their way to my collar bone. In a smooth motion, he runs his hand down my arm and back up, releasing my bra strap in the process. His thumb traces the C cup at a torturous pace and then dips beneath the lace brushing past my nipple just barely, but I moan anyway. He peels back the padding and lets his warm breath linger over my tit as he watches me twitch beneath him. “Please Petey. Please.” I beg biting my lip. He smirks and closes his hot mouth over my breast. His tongue begins circling the nipple slowly and then his teeth close down and tug. I have very sensitive nipples, just to let you know, so this is both pure ...