She Is Nerdy – Fucked as an alternative of finding out alone

“She Is Nerdy – Fucked Instead of Studying”

In the quiet solitude of her dorm room, Lana tucked a strand of chestnut hair behind her ear and adjusted her glasses, peering intently on the textbook earlier than her. The pages had been dense with scientific formulation and complicated theories, begging for her undivided consideration. But at the moment, Lana discovered it troublesome to pay attention. Her thoughts stored wandering to extra provocative ideas.

A comfortable knock on the door interrupted her indulgence in impure imaginings. Curious, Lana went to reply it. On the opposite facet stood Tomas, a classmate recognized primarily for his roguish allure relatively than his tutorial accomplishments. Lana’s pulse quickened involuntarily.

“Hi Tomas, what brings you here?” she requested, attempting to maintain the quiver from her voice.

Tomas flashed a blinding smile, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “Can’t I just stop by to visit? You’re always so focused on your studies, I wanted to check in and see how you were faring.”

Lana glanced again at her guide, then returned Tomas’ gaze, some impish impulse overtaking her. She stepped apart. “Do you want to come in?”

As Tomas entered, a sly grin unfold throughout his good-looking face. “I thought you’d never ask.”

He closed the door behind them, his palms discovering Lana’s hips. They shared a heated kiss, at first chaste, then deepening as their ardour ignited. Lana’s thoughts raced – she knew she ought to cease, get again to her books, concentrate on her future…however proper now, none of that appeared to matter anymore.

With trembling fingers, Lana unbuttoned Tomas’s shirt, revealing his chiseled physique. Meanwhile, Tomas deftly eliminated her sweater, exposing a lacy bra barely containing her ample bosom. He bent to plant kisses alongside the swish curve of her neck, sending shivers by her physique.

Lana guided Tomas to her mattress, discarding his shirt en route. They collapsed onto the mattress in a tangle of legs and arms, their our bodies presseding eagerly towards each other. As they kissed, Lana unzipped Tomas’s denims, sliding a hand inside to stroke his inflexible manhood.

“Oh God, Lana-” Tomas groaned, bucking into her contact. His personal palms labored to take away her denims and panties, revealing the final bastion of her chastity. A wisp of honey-colored hair lined her most intimate place, already glistening with arousal.

Tomas’s fingers delved between her thighs, massaging her delicate folds. Lana tangled her fingers in his hair and cried out, her hips gyrating shamelessly towards his hand. “Please, Tomas…I need you inside me,” she begged.

Grinning devilishly, Tomas sheathed himself inside her welcoming warmth. They each gasped on the sensation, relishing this primary blissful becoming a member of of their bare flesh. Then Tomas started to maneuver, skillfully contorting his hips to hit Lana’s candy spot repeatedly. She wrapped her legs round him, urging him deeper.

“Yes, yes, YES!” Lana wailed as the primary wave of ecstasy crashed over her, briefly erasing all recollections of schoolwork and tasks. Only Tomas mattered now, his physique transferring in good concord with hers.

Tomas flipped them over, permitting Lana to set the tempo. She planted her palms on his chest and commenced reversing onto his throbbing shaft, her eyes locked along with his by the smoky lenses of her glasses. Tomas’s palms cupped her bouncing breasts, fingers flicking her inflexible nipples.

Beads of sweat dampened their writhing varieties, a sheen making their pores and skin glisten within the heat glow of the dormitory lighting. Lana swiveled her hips, grinding towards Tomas as one other climax ripped by her.

“I’m going to cum,” Tomas grunted, his hips bucking erratically. Lana clenched her partitions round him, milking his shaft as spurt after spurt of his scorching seed crammed her most intimate depths. They rode out the aftershocks collectively, panting and gasping like a pair of lust-crazed animals.

Finally, Lana collapsed on high of Tomas’s heaving chest, matted and flushed but blissfully happy. They lay entwined, catching their breath. Then Lana giggled and reached for her textbook, holding it up with a sly smile.

“Well, I certainly studied something today. Hope I pass…”