I was lying on my bed wearing only a pair of lounge pants when I heard a tap at the door and Radhi pushed it open. Seeing me lying there, she asked if I'd been sleeping and I told her that I'd just been taking a study break and giving my eyes a rest. She came in and closed the door all the way behind her, turning the deadbolt, and said that she'd been down in the study lounge with Mamta but needed a study break herself, which was why she'd stopped by. As she went right for the drawer where she knew I kept my condoms, I asked her why she hadn't brought Mamta along with her. Without missing a beat, she told me that maybe she would next time as she tore a condom of the strip.
I'd noticed early on that Radhi always seemed to wear short skirts which I guessed in part was because she played tennis. They were of great convenience, though, when it came to a quick fuck. Since I hadn't moved, she came to the side of the bed and reached down to massage the growing bulge in the front of my lounge pants as I slid my hand up her thigh and under her skirt. By the time I reached her panties and discovered them to be pretty wet, she had her hand inside my lounge pants and was stroking my rigid tool. Almost simultaneously, I reached up under her skirt with both hands to slide her panties down and she started working my lounge pants down until my cock sprung free. I only took her panties down as far as her knees before I had a hand back on her pussy, feeling the wetness accumulating between her lips. Meanwhile, she was rolling the condom over my tool.
She pushed her panties the rest of the way down and stepped out of them, moving away from my probing fingers to also take my lounge pants completely off. She straddled me on the bed and reached under her skirt to guide my throbbing tool into her slippery depths. As she started to slowly ride me, my hands went from sliding up and down her muscular thighs up to pull her shirt over her head. She was wearing a sports bra, which was really restraining her large, full breasts, so I pulled that over her head, too. I fondled her round globes, her hard, dark nipples brushing against my palms.
We'd been fucking each other long enough that it wasn't unusual for Radhi to stop by, ride me without even undressing, and be gone in half-an-hour. If we were both really busy, this was beneficial for both of us, but there were also times when she came by or I went to her dorm room and we spent several hours indulging our carnal desires. This visit was somewhere in between and, since she had stopped by, I let her control the action. She didn't seem to be in a rush, so I didn't think she'd mind if I helped her out of some of her clothes; I tried not to pass up any opportunity to see her naked. She was on our college tennis team and her body definitely showed that she was physically active. The short skirt she was wearing on this occasion was made of some stretchy material, so I could probably have pulled it up over her head, but instead I just rolled it up around her waist so that I could see her trim bush as she rode me.