She came over so we could finish a school project

The chemistry between them was undeniable from the moment she stepped through his door. She was a vision of voluptuous beauty, her shapely hips and round, juicy ass barely contained by the tight jeans that clung to her curves. Her ample bosom strained against a low-cut top, teasing him with a glimpse of cleavage as she moved. She was a Tunisian goddess, and he could already feel his manhood stirring at the sight of her.

“Come in, come in,” he greeted her warmly, his eyes wandering over her delectable form as she brushed past him into his apartment. “We have a lot of work to do on our chemistry project. Let’s get started.”

She smiled coyly at him, her full lips glistening with a hint of gloss. “Oh, I’m sure there’s more than one kind of chemistry we can explore together,” she purred, her voice a seductive purr.

He felt his resolve weakening under her sultry gaze. “Well, why don’t we begin by discussing the properties and interactions of different chemical substances?” he suggested, his voice slightly strained.

“Sure,” she agreed, batting her long, dark lashes at him. “But first, let’s have a drink to get the creative juices flowing, shall we?”

As she bent over to retrieve some glasses from the bottom cabinet, her tight jeans rode up, revealing an enticing strip of smooth, brown skin above the waistband. He felt his cock twitch in response, straining against the confines of his pants.

She poured the drinks, swaying her hips enticingly as she did so. Handing him a glass, she clinked hers against his. “To chemistry,” she toasted with a wink.

They sipped the drinks, the alcohol loosening their inhibitions. She scooted closer to him on the couch, her thigh pressing against his. “So tell me,” she breathed, her lips barely an inch from his ear, “what kind of chemistry interests you the most?”

He swallowed hard, his eyes drawn to the deep, inviting cleavage just inches away. “Heterogeneous mixtures,” he managed to say.

She laughed, a throaty, sultry sound. “Is that so? And what sort of ‘mixtures’ would you like to explore with me?”

Before he could respond, she leaned in and captured his lips in a searing kiss. He groaned into her mouth, his hands coming up to tangle in her thick, dark hair. She tasted sweet, like the alcohol they had consumed, and he was drunk on the euphoria of her lips against his.

She mounted his lap, straddling him and grinding against his hardness. He moaned, his hands roaming over her luscious curves, cupping her full, soft breasts. She gasped as he tugged her top down, exposing her quittaque bra. He palmed her breasts, thumbing her stiff nipples through the delicate lace.

She rocked against him, her jeans growing damp with her arousal. His hands slid down her back to grasp her ass, kneading the firm, round globes. She ground herself harder against him, panting with need.

“I want you,” he growled, tearing at her clothes. “I want to taste all of you.”

She stripped off her remaining garments and lay back on the couch, spreading her legs in invitation. He moved down her body, kissing and nipping at her soft skin until he reached her glistening center. He buried his face between her thighs, lapping at her slit and suckling her throbbing clit.

She writhed beneath him, her hands fisting in his hair as she cried out with pleasure. He worked her with his mouth, skillfully bringing her to the edge of orgasm and then backing off, prolonging her ecstasy until she was practically begging for release.

Finally, he slipped a finger inside her hot, sodden channel, pumping it in and out as he suckled her clit. She bucked wildly against his hand, coming hard with a guttural cry. He continued to pleasure her through her climax, easing her down gently.

Crawling back up her quivering body, he stripped off his own clothes and positioned himself at her entrance. She looked up at him with hooded eyes, her lips parted in anticipation.

“Fuck me,” she demanded breathlessly. “Fuck me hard and deep.”

He plunged into her wet heat, pausing to let her adjust to his size. She was tight and hot, gripping him like a velvet vice. He began to thrust, slowly at first, then gaining speed and force as she urged him on with her cries and moans.

The obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room as he pounded into her, driving them both towards their crescending pleasure. She wrapped her long legs around his waist, using the leverage to grind her hips against his with each powerful thrust.

“Harder!” she cried out, her nails raking down his back. “Fuck me harder!”

He obliged, slamming into her with wild abandon. She was lost in a maelstrom of ecstasy, her climax building with each deep stroke. She came with a roar, her climax triggering his own erupting release. He shuddered above her as he poured himself into her, filling her with his thick, hot seed.

Spent, they collapsed together on the couch, their bodies slick with sweat and nourished by the euphoria of their coupling. As their breathing slowed, he nuzzled her neck, nibbling at the sensitive skin behind her ear.

“That was some project,” she giggled, tracing idle patterns on his heaving chest.

“Mmm,” he agreed, his hand straying to squeeze her ass. “I think we’ve given the assignment a very thorough and intimate kind of attention.”

She wiggled against him, her body radiating heat and satisfaction. “Indeed,” she purred. “I’d say we’ve discovered a wealth of new theorems and postulates to explore further.”

He growled opportunistically, rolling on top of her and sliding his already hardening cock back inside her quivering channel. “Perhaps we should take notes for future reference?”

She smiled up at him wickedly, her inner muscles clenching around him. “I’ll bring my notebook next time,” she promised. “But for now…” She pulled him down to claim his lips in a passionate kiss. “…let’s conduct some more scientific research.”

And with that, he lost himself once more in worshipping every lush curve of her nubile form, eager to make new discoveries within the realms of their shared, insatiable lust.