Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me.
Note: If you haven't read it already, Musical Dorm Rooms – Ch. 01 is the prequel to this story.
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A few weeks after I first suggested that Irene come visit me again at school without her boyfriend Jim, she gave me a call and said that he was going off for the weekend with the boys and wondered if my invitation was still valid. I assured her that it was and knew, based on the circumstances under which it had been offered, that we were both on the same page as far as what we'd be doing if she came to visit. We made plans for her to take the train in on Friday evening and I'd meet her down at Penn Station. For the next couple of days, all I could think about was her petite little body, her perfect ass and those luscious tits that I had surreptitiously felt up the last time she had visited.
I actually had butterflies while waiting for her in the train station but when I saw her, the butterflies went away as the blood headed south. She was wearing a denim miniskirt and a tight top, covered partly by her jean jacket, and carried her backpack on her shoulder. I gave her a big hug and took her backpack as I asked if she wanted to grab something to eat before we headed uptown to the campus. Her reply left no question that she had the same thing on her mind that I had on mine; she said she'd rather go to my dorm and fuck. I smiled and leaned down to kiss her before leading the way to the subway platform. As we waited for the subway to arrive, I told her that I was glad she'd worn a skirt because I wanted to push it up, eat her pussy and fuck her without her even needing to waste the time to take it off. She looked right back at me and said that, actually, she was planning straddle me, pull her panties aside and ride me. I knew I had one hell of a weekend in store for me.
I had to restrain myself from getting too physical with her on the trip back uptown, but we were in my dorm room with the door locked soon enough. I leaned down, my hands going to her waist as we started making out but quickly moving down to her sweet ass. Her arms never even reached up around my neck because she put her hands immediately to work on opening my jeans. Once she had them open and started working them down, she had me lie down on my bed but didn't bother even removing them completely. With my cock standing straight up, she straddled me, raised her skirt, pulled her panties aside and guided my tool to her pussy. We both moaned as she lowered herself onto me, her hot, slippery pussy fully engulfing my throbbing cock. I watched as my cock disappeared below her light brown bush, my hands resting on her thighs, but as she started riding it, I moved my hands up to fondle her tits.
She was still holding her panties aside and her skirt up with her eyes closed and her mouth open enough to let out a soft moan as I ran my thumbs over her hard nipples through her shirt. I took it as a hint when she moved her hands up to untuck her shirt from the waistband of her skirt then put her hands up behind her head, thrusting her chest out. I slipped my hands up under her shirt, feeling the underwire, soft material and lace of her bra as well as her hard nipples again under my palms. Reaching around behind her, I unfastened her bra and slipped my hands up under the cups to feel the soft, smooth flesh. Although I didn't think my cock could get any harder than it was buried deep in her hot, wet pussy, when I actually had my hands on her tits, which I had admired so many times, it sure felt like my cock swelled a bit more. I was so worked up from having thought about this moment for the past few days that I was surprised I'd lasted more than ten seconds with her riding me as hard as she was. She must have been thinking about it a bit herself, because she was so wet and her moaning had quickly gone to being higher pitched and nearly continuous.
I didn't know if me fondling her tits helped her further along, but she was clearly on the verge of cumming pretty quickly as she humped my cock faster. I could just feel the first stirrings of my own orgasm but was relieved that she was so clearly going to beat me to the punch. Her pussy seemed to just keep getting hotter and more slippery the longer she fucked me which made glad that I'd have the whole weekend ahead of us for some opportunity to eat it. When she suddenly seemed to slow down and let out what almost sounded like a growl, it was clear that she was cumming and really enjoying it. I just kept on fondling her tits as she came and when she let out a long sigh, smiled broadly at me, then leaned down to make out with me again. As I started to slowly push into her again, she stopped kissing me and moved down to lie between my legs, taking my cock in her small fist. She pumped it as she licked around the head, then lowered her mouth over it, sliding her lips down as far as she could.
I moaned again, my disappointment at her tits being out of my grasp quickly replaced by the overwhelming pleasure of her hot mouth sliding up and down my shaft while her hand gently pumped the base. Her light brown hair hung around her face in a curtain, but I could still see her lips wrapped around my tool as they traveled up and down. It didn't take long before I could feel my orgasm rapidly building under her talented oral stimulation. She did manage to draw the pleasure out, pausing occasionally to tongue my balls while still gently pumping my tool, but she was just too good and I was too worked up to make this into a long, leisurely blowjob. My cock started to swell with my impending orgasm, but she didn't even slow down, continuing to slide her lips up and down even as I exploded into her mouth. She milked every drop of cum from my spurting cock, letting it fall from her mouth only when I was completely spent. Looking up at me she told me that now she was ready for a bite to eat.
As we pulled our clothes back in place, with me mostly watching Irene until she had covered up, I asked what she was interested in eating. She asked how the dining hall food was and, since it was actually pretty good, we decided to head over there. I showed her around campus a little bit then we had a nice dinner at the dining hall before heading back to my dorm for a bit of more leisurely pleasure. We locked the door behind us and I started to undress her, pulling her shirt up over her head. She then pulled my shirt off as I went to work on her denim miniskirt, which was quickly at her ankles. My cock was throbbing again as I asked her to give me a quick spin in her bra and bikini panties. Her ass looked outstanding, her tits so round and full, but I still wanted her completely naked. When she opened my jeans and started to slide them down along with my briefs, my rigid cock sprung right out and she briefly stroked it before helping me step completely out of my clothes.
We started making out as I fondled her tits and she stroked my cock before I reached behind her and unfastened her bra again. I stepped back as I slid it down her arms so I could get my first real look at her bare tits. The skin was so smooth and fair and her areolas were quite large. I couldn't resist leaning down to lick and suck her hard nipples before I knelt and started to slide her panties down. Her light brown bush was well-groomed but matted somewhat by the moisture she was producing. I had her turn again so I could admire her ass and run my hands over her smooth cheeks. I knew I'd be taking her from behind at some point, but my immediate need was to lick her pussy and taste her nectar. I had her sit on the edge of my bed and kissed my way up her smooth inner thighs as they parted. When I reached her pussy, I slurped up her nectar as she started to moan and writhe while I enjoyed the pungent taste of it. Knowing I'd never be able to lap it all up, I slipped a finger into her and focused on licking and sucking her clit instead. She let out a louder moan and grabbed me by the head as I glanced up to see her bodacious tits squeezed together, her nipples pointing at the ceiling.