The Classmate

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During my second year at tech school, a short haired blonde showed up named Celeste. She had the thickest coon ass drawl that you could possibly imagine. You could’ve told me that someone fucked a container of Zatarain’s and she was born nine months later, and I would’ve believed you. Her first day she tried to come off as some kind of hard ass lesbian telling vulgar jokes with the boys, but you got a sense that it wasn’t how she really was.

Over the course of a couple of weeks, we would spend a bit of time together outside smoking. There was a lot in her classes that she wasn’t understanding so I tried different ways to explain things to her that would make sense. She had dropped a lot of the act by this point, and on occasion, would actually flirt with me. Didn’t have a lesbian flirting with me on my bingo card for that year.

During winter break, I decided to head to one of the local bars and unwind after a particularly hard week. There wasn’t a whole lot of people there so I went across the street to the dance club. Didn’t see anyone I knew, so I stood at the bar and ordered a drink. I was minding my own business when I suddenly feel a mouth on the back of my neck, which followed with a painful bite.

I turned around to see who it was and there’s Celeste, who is smiling like a proud child. We talk for a minute and she tells me that her girlfriend wanted her to get out of the house and blow off some steam, escort so that’s how she ended up standing in front of me. About the time I go to respond, some guy walks up behind her and starts trying to dance with her. Ever seen a trainwreck? It happened right in front of my eyes, as she turns around and introduces the guy to me, then promptly sits down on the barstool beside me. He eventually takes his queue as we start buying each other drinks

She keeps dancing in between my legs, grinding her ass against me, and I know she could feel how hard it was making me as my khaki shorts made it painfully obvious. She turns around, puts her hand on my face, and just as I feel like she’s about to kiss me she announces she has to go and bolts out the door.

A couple of days pass and I never make any mention of it when I see her. It was easier in my mind to write it off as she was just drunk and having a good time as was I. That thought process lasted until one Saturday afternoon when my cell rings at work. It’s Celeste, and she’s wanting to get directions for my work. She was super excited about a job interview she had on Monday and wanted to swing by and show me her new outfit. Red lights should’ve been going off at this point, but since I was the only one at the office, I figured why not. She finally arrives and walks up to the door in a very short skirt that barely covers her ass and a low cut top. I invite her escort bayan in and lead her to my office where I’m working on a couple of items strewn across my desk.

I sit down at my desk in an effort to hide my massive hard on. She scoots my papers to the other side of the desk and sits on top of the desk. We’re talking about her job opportunity and how she’s excited about the opportunity. I made a joking comment about needing to make sure her legs are shaved if she’s intending on wearing that. She takes my hand and puts it on her upper thigh. I slowly ease my fingertips back and forth against her leg, watching her chest rise and fall sharply. She opens her legs slightly, so I ease my hand a little further until my fingertips are tracing the lips of her warmth.

She moans softly as she feels my warm hand slowly spread her lips open. I stand up out of my seat and position myself in front of her, as I ease two of my fingers inside her. She is absolutely drenched, as I push my fingers further inside her tight little hole. She leans forward and bites into my shoulder as her hands slide to the front of my pants. She unzips me and takes my cock into her hands and strokes me slowly at first, teasing me by scraping her fingernails down every inch.

I scoot her ass closer to the edge of the desk as she eased my member into her throbbing hole. Thank fuck no one was in the office because her moan left no surprise bayan escort as to what was going on behind closed doors. I grab her ass and pull her against me, as I slide every inch of me inside her. I stop for a split second, feeling her stretched out, then slowly start my rhythm again.

She laid back across my desk, as I punished her with my cock. I was slamming into her so hard that for a couple of days later, the bones in my hips were bruised. I was hell bent on leaving a lasting impression, while leaning down and biting her taut nipples. I’m leaned over her, my arm barred across her shoulders keeping her stapled to the desk, and pounding her pussy deeper and deeper into submission.

She grabs the back of my head and pulls my face close to hers. She tells me that she’s never felt so stretched open before. That she had wanted me ever since she laid eyes on me and found herself thinking about fucking me when her girlfriend ate her out. Thinking about her girlfriend eating her out with my cock slamming into her over and over again was enough, as I shot multiple loads inside her.

While I pulled out and got my clothes back on, she shoved two of her fingers inside herself, scooped some of my fluids onto her fingers, and wiped them on the inside of her skirt. She said she wanted to be thinking of me during her job interview and it would make her more confident. We ended up hooking up again about a month later at my apartment. She never said a word to her girlfriend about me, finding out later that her girlfriend would’ve been furious if she found out she was bi instead of a full blown lesbian. I had zero issues keeping that secret.

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