On Rounds -- The Laundry Room - Sex Stories

On Rounds -- The Laundry Room

... now?! I wanna hear you say it!” Ian tells me, gritting his teeth. “Ah! Ah! Ah! I’m a little bitch. Ohhhhhhh Fuck yeah!!! Mmm!” I shout and start rubbing my clit fast. The sound of his balls slapping against my ass fills the air. I sit up so that I can feel his naked skin on mine. We are hot, sweaty and moving so fast. My hips meet his with every push. We are even moving the machine as it rocks beneath us! My nails make faint red marks across his back when he bites my neck and grabs my ass cheeks. He is in control and I am about to come apart in his strong grasp. “Make me cum Ian! Harder! Harder!!” I yell grabbing onto him for dear life because I feel my orgasm about to slam through me. He drives his dick into me fast and I explode after an extra deep plunge. “Ahhhhhhhhh! Yesss. Ian. Ohhhh FUCK!” I let it out, grabbing his ass with one hand and his hair with the other. His breathing is still fast because he hasn’t cum yet. Quickly I drop to my knees, good thing too because I could barely stand anyway, and pull the condom off. I take him in my mouth and suck hard before gagging him a couple times. He cums in my mouth in spurts and I swallow every drop… If that laundry room was hot as hell before, then we felt like we were on the surface of the sun after that. We put on our clothes quickly because I checked my watch and it had been 55 minutes since I called campus police. They unlocked the door shortly thereafter and we went our separate ways. I finished my rounds and he went back to his cousin. By far the best set of rounds I’ve ever had to “suffer” through. When I wake up the next day, there is a note under my door. I THINK WE CAN CALL THAT A TIE. --IAN (XXX-XXX-XXXX)