Days in the Dorm
You Are Really Forgiven
"But I'm not those guys." You say with serious depth in your voice.
She lowers her head for a second and then slowly looks up at you with a new expression. "No, you're not. You're better than them. Than any of them."
You smile. "Nice of you to notice."
"In fact, I think I should do more than just notice." She says, leaning in and hugging you. You hug her back, but say nothing, letting the moment be itself.
She pulls away from you suddenly, with a strange look on her face, and time seems to freeze for a moment as you look at each other. She then pulls off her shirt, rendering herself completely naked in front of you again, and leans in for another hug. You are in shock for a moment as she cuddles into you before wrapping your hands around and returning the embrace.
"I think we should make up proper." She says in a low sexy voice, as she starts to tug on your shirt and running her hands under it.
You help her take your shirt off and then kiss her. Your tongues mingle in each others mouths and you grope each others backs. You run your hands through Sam's hair and slide your hand down to grope you perfect behind. She playfully scratches your back with her nails.
After what seems like infinite time you pull apart again, still playfully rubbing each other all over. You stare at her a moment and say, "You are amazing, girl. I can't believe how lucky I am."
"You're about to be." She says in a very naughty voice. "If you'd shut up and fuck me."
You don't have to be asked twice. You know you are going to do this girl right now, but the question is how long. You do have more classes, including a quiz, in less than an hour. You don't really want to lose out of the grades, but you know you can't pass up this opportunity.