Liv and I had taken a whole week to get back into the swing of things after our wild trip to her parent's house. She had shown off her ring to all her friends and left out the illicit details about what had preceded the ring. Liv had however, begged me to brag to all my guy friends about 'all the pussy I was getting.' It's just not my thing. Everything I'd ever wanted was wearing my life's savings on her finger. She didn't need to know about the other stuff either.
The first week back wasn't great. It was four days between arriving and moving in that I even saw her. Our professors slammed us with new material as soon as classes started back and it was a frantic mess just trying to get lined out. Finally, I put all the books and math away and trekked over to the sorority house to see her.
I knocked on her door and waited outside. I normally don't mind the sorority house but ever since we got back, something seemed different. It made me anxious. "Hey Lacie," I said to the brunette that walked into the room two doors down. She waved.
"Coming!" I heard from behind the door. "Hang on! Coming!"
The door opened finally, "Hey!" She squealed grabbing me around the waist. She gave me a soft kiss. "Come in!"
I followed her into the room which was awash in engineering work. Books, papers, the smell of weed, all scattered across the floor and her neatly made bed. Her hair was a crows nest- a frayed mess of copper that poured out across her bare shoulders and back, clearly not having been brushed in days.
She closed the door behind us and wrapped me up in her arms again. Looking up at me with her big brown eyes and sweet smile. "I've missed you; I've been buried in equations for days."
"You're telling me, I think I've done nothing but study and math since we got back."
She turned around and leaned back into me wiggling her hips. "Want to do something else?"
I ran my hands over her flat stomach and pulled her into me and she giggled. "What did you have in mind?"
She bit her lip and hummed thoughtfully, "Something fun, stress relieving..." She looked back at me, "Messy..."
"I am so glad to hear you say that." I said leaning in and kissing her neck. She made a soft noise and rocked her hips against me.
I kissed up the side of her neck to her ear and tickled it with my tongue. She made approving sounds and pulled my hand from her stomach to her breast. I filled my palm with the warm soft flesh barely covered by her tank top and she whimpered and jerked. She pushed her butt into me trying to stroke me through her jeans.
She giggled, gasping as I pulled on her nipple gently, "You're so hard."
"I haven't had any release at all in like four days or something."
She turned around and kissed me, her hand rubbing the seat of my jeans as her pink lips embraced mine. "I want to feel bad for you but I'm just excited that you're going to cum like a fountain."
I grabbed the hem of her top and tugged, peeling it off her slender, pale torso. It stretched off her stomach and up over her ribs popping her b-cups free. She lifted her hands and I pulled it over her head, threading all her thick red hair through it.
Once free of the top her hair was even messier than when I had arrived, the wild mess hung into her face, over her shoulders and tried to hide her little pink nipples that stood up at the feeling. She raked her fingers through her mane and pulled it all back over her shoulders. As she did I leaned over and took one of her nipples in my mouth.
She moaned with surprise half laughing as she panted and groaned at the feeling of me sucking and tonguing. "Fuck..."
She pulled my head up and held a finger to my face. "No more foreplay until we're both undressed."
"But-"
"Nuh-uh, we're both a little touch starved and at this rate it'll take forever." I tried to look at her insistent face, and not the perfect breasts just under it.
"But I like playing with you when you're in panties too." I pouted.
Her shoulders sagged, "Fine, but I want you stripped mister. I want to be able to hold throbbing flesh."
"Deal." I said fumbling to get my pants undone. I struggled with the button, and then the zipper got stuck. Liv laughed at me as I finally got it to pull down and tug the pants off. I sat on the very edge of her bed careful not to sit on any work and tugged one leg off then the other. I stood back up and felt my boxers pulled tight on my tip.
I carefully pulled my boxers around my erection and dropped them. I looked up from undressing and Liv was waiting for me. Her girlish figure was completely exposed, her porcelain stomach with a shallow crease down the middle and slim legs that seemed to extend up forever, her hips wrapped in the most basic plain white panties. Her red hair was a blaze at the top that seemed to want to invade every part of the sight.
"Damn you're something else," I said looking her over and tracing my fingers across her ass and a knuckled under her jaw. She blushed and kissed me. I let my hand fall across her butt and hold it firmly. She pushed into my hand and made a sound in her throat. She grabbed my shaft and stroked it slowly with soft, but cold hands.
I turned her around and leaned her against the wall, kissing her passionately. She met my intensity, her tongue desperately feeling mine. I dragged my fingertips over her stomach lightly until I felt the cotton and let my finger reach across the folds which met me hot and slick. Her pussy had soaked through her panties already, strokes of my finger were pulling away loose, thick fluid.
She struggled to focus on stroking me and eventually was holding my neck and shoulder for support as I steadily felt and fingered the lips of her pussy that coated my fingers.
She yanked away from the kiss and moaned into my shoulder. Her hips were rocking as she tried to fuck my fingers. Her breath caught and her knees struggled to keep her upright and I could feel droplets falling from my fingertip.
"You're so wet." I said, relishing the feeling of her lips and the hood of her clit sliding under my finger.
Her lip trembled and she panted unsteadily for breath, "I'v needed you... I think I'm close already." She pulled my wrist from between her legs and took each finger into her mouth and sucked it clean. I reached down to resume, but her hand held my wrist.
"No, I want to edge while I suck your cock."
"Just a little closer," I whispered. She let my hand back between her legs and I kissed her, feeling her struggle to keep composure as my finger teased her wet pussy making her delicate frame squirm and her voice punch into our kiss.
She started to shake, and she turned her head and cried grabbing my neck. I yanked my finger away and she gasped and smiled, "That was really close."
She rotated off the wall and leaned me against it, pulling hair from her face and twisting before sinking to her knees. She kept her legs apart and her back arched. Liv knows all of my buttons so well and made sure I could see straight down her back to her ass just under all that hair.
