Knock Knock Knock

I lay there in my single bed dorm room staring at the ceiling. Legs sticking through the metal bars in my so-called footboard. Whatever I am paying for tuition is too much because I can’t even get a bed long enough for me to lay flat.

Exams kicked my ass today with an unrelenting force, and I really don’t want to talk to anyone. With a sigh that felt like my soul left with it, I manage to get out a “What is it?”

I realize that response made absolutely no sense when I have no idea who is even at my door, but I am beyond the point of caring.

“It’s Danielle, open the door!”

I pause and crane my head towards the wooden door. I have known Danielle for a semester now and usually when she comes by it is because she is using me to get her alcohol or study notes or to drive her friends to the club. Unfortunately, the desire to use my body has not been among the requests.

I know I am going to give in to whatever she needs me to do because I am a sucker for big eyes (and bigger asses), but I have to at least play it off like I’m unwilling to help. “What do you need?” I groan out.

“Open the fucking door!” She is mad now. Great.

I sit up and hit my forehead on the top bar of my so-called headboard and begin muttering under my breath as I furiously rub the now aching spot. “SonOfABitchFuckingShitGoddammitPieceOfShitFuckingBed.”

I walk over to the door, grab the handle, yank it open and sufficiently irritated now, say, “WHAT?”

Danielle is standing there and fuck, she looks good. Her dark hair spills just past her shoulders, she is wearing a long black, sleek coat, clearly hiding a short dress underneath because I can see her thighs drawing into her long legs, with black heels to finish the outfit.

I may have been drooling at this point, but if this was her left cross, I immediately got her haymaker. “Wha…?” Danielle opened her black jacket to reveal that whatever dress she intended to wear, she must have forgot it in her dorm. She stood in the hallway, arms holding her coat wide, with sheer black lingerie underneath. She had a thin lacy bra, cupping her small, but perky breasts. The hint of her pink nipples showing through, matching the color of my now blushing cheeks.

My eyes trail down her soft curves and trace down her ample hips. She has the type of ass that it doesn’t matter what angle you are standing at, you’re getting a full view. Even from the front I can see her cheeks spilling wide. My eyes land on the tiniest lace thong that I have ever seen. It’s so small that while her slit shows through the sheer fabric, her lips aren’t even fully contained in them.

“Let me in the fucking room!” Danielle’s exclamation snaps me out of it. I step aside, holding the door wide and she scurries under my arm. I let the door shut behind me and turn around. She is standing there looking at me with a hunger I have never seen. She lets her jacket fall to the floor the way rain drips down your skin in a storm. It lays there, covering my tiny room’s floor, revealing every part of her. “Get on the bed.” Her tone is softer now, but just as firm. I sit down and she says, “Take those off.” And she gestures at my shorts. I slowly shove them off around my ankles, still sitting in the middle of my bed.

I didn’t notice, but I am fully erect, cock pointing at her mouth like a heat seeking missile. She walks over and sinks to her knees on my cold, hard linoleum floor. I reach out and grab a pillow, offering it to her, and she slaps it away. At least I tried to be a gentleman. But, thankfully for me, there was nothing classy about what came next.

Danielle stares into my growing-wide eyes, opens her shiny pink lips, and proceeds to wrap them around the tip of my thick cock. She looks down and engulfs my member. I am shocked as I feel her lips reach my base. I let out a soft, “Oh fuck” and I lean back and take it all in.

Her lips are masterful, playing me like an instrument. Her lips kiss up and down my shaft, both hands gripping and twisting my length. She pushes me back in her mouth and her tongue coils around me like a boa constrictor. I feel my pulse quickening in my cock as she bobs up and down. Like I do in my imaginative moments when I masturbate to her in this exact spot on my bed, I grab the back of her head and push down. She lets out a little surprised squeak, but is eager to oblige. My eyes roll to the back of my skull and I push myself up to standing with my other arm.

I begin fucking her mouth. Her lips sealed around my girth like they’ll never release. I feel one hand massaging my balls softly while her other grabs my ass for stability. I fuck her mouth faster and she willingly takes me. My shaft is swelling with cum. My thighs tremble and I let out guttural moans as I release down her throat. I can feel her throat working as she tries to take it all. She drains every drop that I can produce, sucking it out of my tip like a vacuum. When I can’t stand the overwhelming sensation anymore, I reach down and grab under her chin, raising her to standing. I dip my head low, still breathing heavy, and plant my lips on hers.

My tongue swirls in her mouth and hers in mine. We are eating at each other and biting and kissing and licking. The yearning is overwhelming. Her lips are salty from me, but I don’t care. I need her body in this moment. I turn her around to face my bed, stand behind her, and let my hands run down her shoulders and arms. I grab her wrists and plant her hands flat on the mattress.

I hunch over her, my lips kissing a trail down her back as I sink to my knees. I grab her lace thong in my teeth and peel them off of her round ass. My eyes are met with her damp pussy lips and her endless ass staring back at me. I want to eat through to her soul. I bury my head in between her ass and my tongue finds purchase. She tastes sweet against my tongue, each flick of my tongue against her bare lips elicits a new moan.

I can barely find enough air to breathe as her ass swallows me. My hands clench her thighs, pulling myself deeper. My tongue laps and swirls, tasting every part of her. Danielle’s body is rocking like a ship on treacherous waters as she shakes and her muscles spasm. Through the muffling of my head buried in her, I hear her yelling, “Fuck… oh fuck.. yes, right there… right there, please don’t stop… holy fuck…” Her breath is chaotic as she tries to catch it between moans of pleasure. Her hands grab on to my sheet, holding on for dear life as I control every sensation coursing through her body.

“OH MY GOD!” She screams out. Her back is concave to give me full view and control of her now soaked lips. My tongue presses and swirls against her clit and I can tell that I she is unbearably close. My hands leave her thighs and I grab on to her ass, pulling my face as deep as I can. All of the tension leaves her body as she shudders and her drips down my lips and chin. Danielle is bent over, panting. Her body is still rising and falling as the ecstasy washes over her.

When her breathing normalizes, I stand up, she turns to me, and I can only describe the next moments as something you would watch on the discovery channel. We meet in the middle, our bodies pressed against each other leaving no room for light. My flaccid cock is stuck to her cum soaked inner thigh. We are biting and clawing and gnarling at each other. Our hands grab and squeeze and slap various parts of the other person’s body. Chaotic passion is driving us with no thought of anything else going on.

My cock hardens as I work it in my hand against her stomach. Her lips are pressed to mine, but I can see her arm working as Danielle rubs her throbbing clit. Our teeth are almost touching with how firm our mouths are smashed against each other. I grab her arms and throw them around my shoulders, reach down cupping her ass and hoist her into the air.

Danielle’s fingers wrap around my pulsing shaft and she uses my tip to paint her pussy lips until I lower her down on my begging cock. Her pussy squeezes me and molds around every vein and curve. The grip she has on me makes my knees weak. My biceps and shoulders are pulsing with every time I lift her up and down my shaft. We slam into my closet door and nearly fall in. It doesn’t stop the rhythm of her sliding up and down my length. We crash into my dresser and I set her on the top, fire surging through my arms. She takes one arm and swipes everything to the floor with a loud bang. I fuck her faster, my hips slamming into her pelvis.

Beads of sweat are dripping down my face and onto my chest. Danielle sticks her tongue out and licks them off of me as I pump faster. I lift her off the dresser, never disengaging our bond. I lower her to the bed and flip her leg to the other side of me so that she is fully on her side. Danielle’s warm pussy feels so tight as her knees close together while I’m fully lost in her body. With my left hand I squeeze her thigh and I use the other to pull her breasts out of her bra. Her nipples are so hard against my massaging fingers. I lean my face down and suck and tease her nipples with my mouth, while her moans purr out softly.

I am pulling myself faster inside of her, the noise of our bodies colliding is deafening. Her tits bounce with each punishing thrust. Her moans have gotten to a point that someone will come check what’s going on, so I grab my other pillow and shove it in her mouth to bite down. I reach up with my right hand and grip her throat. The pillow is barely muffling the immediate volume increase in her moans, cumming on my cock as soon as my massive hands wraps around her neck.

I pull out for the first time, fearing my cock will explode. I stand her up and lay down on my tiny bed. Danielle knows exactly what I need. She mounts me in reverse cowgirl and immediately rides me with the same ferocity that I was fucking her. I hear her rings clang against the bar of my metal footboard and her ass leaps up and down my shaft. I am watching her ass swallow me as if it’s the greatest magic trick on earth.

I need to slow her down as I am a speeding train towards eruption. I reach up and put my thumb on her asshole, rubbing the rim while she bounces on me. That was not the slow down button. I cannot fathom the speed that she is taking me. The friction against the ridges of my cock is making me lose all brain function.

I sit up and pull her back to my chest and flip us both sideways. My cock is still inside of her as we spoon and her ass is molded to my groin. I hook my hand under the back of her knee and lift her leg up so that she is spread open for me. I growl, “Play with your clit.” She immediately obeys and her right hand plunges between her legs, aggressively rubbing her drenched pussy. Her other hand is squeezing and pinching her nipples. They are puffy and look like little pink gum drops, rising and falling with her heaving chest. My lips are by her ear, my moans and groans driving her wild as I thrust up into her from our spooning position.

Her moans quicken and her pitch has reached a new octave. I reach my hand under her head and cover her mouth while I am thrusting as fast and hard as I can. Our bodies are sticky and just drenched in mixtures of sweat and cum. Danielle bites down hard on my hand as I feel a rush of her warm cum drench my cock.

My will to hold on is gone. I hope this is not the only time I feel her warm pussy wrapped around me, but I cannot delay any longer. I grunt in her ear, trying not to explode, “Where do you want my cum?” The question alone nearly causes me to erupt.

“Fill me daddy. I want it all. Fill me now.”

All I needed was permission. A surge of cum rushes through my shaft and shoots into her pussy. I don’t want to stop. Each thrust is accompanied by another eruption of cum. I am certain that I had never produced this much in my life. Her ass wiggles down so that she does not miss a drop. The moans of her feeling me fill her make it impossible to stop cumming. When I finally have no more to give, I lay there, face buried in her hair, trying to find whatever oxygen I can. Sweat is rolling off of my arm on to hers as we lay there panting, but still connected.

My flaccid cock spills from her lips and my sticky cum follows, glistening on her leg from the lamplight. Our arms still intertwined and our bodies still smashed together, we lay there curled up talking until we ultimately pass out from exhaustion.

At some point in the night I must have rolled to lay on my back, because I groggily open my eyes, look down at my hips, and see Danielle wink at me with my cock in her mouth. She continues to awaken me until I find the strength for our next carnal adventure. I sit up and lay her down in my spot. I climb over her on my knees, my hips straddling her chest under her arms. I reach down and tilt my cock in her mouth, and clench the metal bar of the headboard with both hands until my knuckles are white, and proceed to face fuck her again. I look down as I watch her lips swallow each thrust and see the delight bright in her eyes.

My balls ache and my cock fills again with my warm cum. I fuck her mouth with the same passion that I fucked her pussy the night before. My body rolls, hips fluidly swaying with each thrust. Her nails claw down my chest leans red scratches in my skin. She can feel the tension in my legs as I cannot hold it a second longer. Danielle’s lips open off of my cock and she sticks her tongue out, flicking it against my tip. The sensation is incredible. I clench my cock with one hand, still gripping the bar with the other, and feverishly stroke every pulsing inch of my cock towards her. My cum coats her outstretched tongue, covers her cheeks, lands in her hair, and drips down her forehead.

I am hunched over her, softening cock in my hand, painting her mouth with the remaining drops of my passion. She swallows and looks up at me with a devilish grin. “Get him back to life because I need you to fuck my ass like you just fucked my mouth.” I love being useful (used).