Classmate Fucked Me Wild

It was a typical Friday night, except it wasn’t. I found myself alone with my classmate, Alex, in his apartment. We had been studying for hours, but the tension between us was anything but academic. I could feel his eyes on me, undressing me, wanting me. I could see the bulge growing in his pants, his cock eager to escape its confines.

He moved closer, his breath hot on my neck. I could feel his heart pounding as he pressed against me, his dick hard and insistent. I reached up, pulling him into a fierce kiss. His tongue explored my mouth, hungry and passionate. I moaned softly, my pussy already wet and aching.

He quickly removed my clothes, his hands exploring every curve of my body. He cupped my breasts, his thumbs circling my nipples until they were hard and erect. I gasped as he took one into his mouth, sucking and licking until I was writhing beneath him.

I reached down, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock. It was thick and hard, ready for me. I stroked him gently, feeling the precum already leaking from his tip. He groaned, his eyes rolling back in pleasure.

He pushed me back onto the couch, spreading my legs wide. He knelt down, his face inches from my pussy. He inhaled deeply, a wicked smile spreading across his face. “You smell so fucking good,” he murmured before diving in, his tongue licking and sucking my clit.

I bucked against his face, my hips moving in rhythm with his tongue. He slid two fingers inside me, fucking me slowly while his mouth worked its magic. I could feel the orgasm building, my body tensing as waves of pleasure washed over me.

“Fuck, Alex!” I screamed as I came, my pussy clenching around his fingers.