Study Date Turns Into Us Fucking
The sun was setting, painting the sky in brilliant hues of orange and pink, as Sara walked up the steps to her boyfriend’s apartment. She clutched her psychology textbook to her chest, a stack of notes held in place with a rubber band. It was their first study session together, a chance to review material and get a little intimate time with Bobby after their hectic schedules.
Sara knocked on the door, and Bobby quickly opened it with a grin. “Hey, babe,” he said, pulling her into a tight hug. “Glad you could make it.”
“Me too,” Sara replied, nuzzling into his neck. “I missed you so much.”
They moved to the couch, textbook and notebooks spread out on the coffee table. But as Bobby reached for the book, Sara grabbed his hand. “On second thought,” she purred, “I think we need a little break first.”
Bobby raised an eyebrow. “…oh?”
Sara bit her lip, sliding closer to him. “I found this website, and they had this college girl study session video… I’d love to reenact it with you.”
Bobby let out a soft groan, his eyes glazing over with lust. “God, Sara, anything for you.”
Sara leaned in, pressing her lips to Bobby’s in a deep, passionate kiss. Her tongue slid into his mouth as she moved to straddle his lap. He gripped her hips, pulling her flush against him.
“Fuck, I want you so bad,” Bobby murmured against her lips.
Sara ground her hips down, feeling his hardness through his jeans. “Then take me,” she breathed. “Right here, on the couch.”
She reached down, fumbling with his belt buckle until it came undone. Bobby hissed as she slid her hand into his pants, wrapping her fingers around his throbbing cock. She stroked him slowly, enjoying his moans.
“Need you in me,” Sara gasped, lifting her hips. She hitched up her skirt, revealing she wasn’t wearing panties. Her bare pussy was glistening with arousal.
Bobby rolled his hips, bouncing her on his erection. “You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned.
Sara’s eyes fluttered shut as she rode him, her big breasts bouncing with each thrust. She gripped his shoulders, nails digging in as her pleasure built. “Yes, Bobby, right there!”
He grabbed her hips, slamming her down harder. The wet, obscene sound of their coupling filled the room, along with Sara’s wanton moans. She could feel her orgasm approaching, her inner walls fluttering around his thick cock.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Sara panted. “Please, I need it!”
“Do it,” Bobby encouraged her, hips pistoning up into her. “Cum on my cock.”
With a sharp cry, Sara threw her head back as ecstasy crashed over her. Her pussy clenched rhythmically, milking Bobby’s shaft as she rode out the waves of bliss.
“Jesus,” Bobby grunted, hips stuttering. “Fuck, I love watching you cum.”
He pulled her close, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss as he thrust up into her one last time, spilling his hot cum deep in her convulsing pussy. They stayed like that, clasped together, as they came down from their highs.
Finally, Sara lifted her head, a satisfied grin on her face. “Well, that was a lot more productive than going over notes.”
Bobby huffed a laugh, auching. “Damn straight. Let’s leave the studying for another day.”
He kissed her again, a drugging, passionate connection that left Sara breathless and eager for more. The study date had turned into a wild, sweaty romp – and she wouldn’t have it any other way.
