April stretched as she chased away the drowsiness. The dorm room was dark, "How long have I been asleep," she muttered to herself. She clicked on the bedside lamp and immediately spied the note Jeff had left her.
Hope you had a good nap. I went to process the film, figured you didn't want me to wait for you. The guys next door are gone for the weekend so you can take a shower if you want and not have to worry about them. Come on over to the dark room when you're ready and you can pick out which ones you want printed. I drew you a map on the back, it's not hard to find. See you later.
Jeff
April smiled a kind of sad smile. She would never understand why she had ended it with Jeff. He was always thoughtful and kind, and was the best lover she had been with. Even though they weren't together she still got a Valentine card from him. When she asked why, he had said that your first love always deserved a valentine, even if she loved someone else now. She had thought that being separated would mean the end of their relationship but surprisingly it was better now than it had ever been. A tear slid down her cheek as she thought about losing him. Well if this weekend went as planned she wouldn't have to worry about that. As she made her way to the bathroom she realized that her decision had been made, the only question was how he would react.
Jeff shared the bathroom with the two guys in the room next door, and for a bathroom used by three men it was surprisingly clean. April twisted the shower knobs, setting the water as hot as she could stand it and began to wash away the remnants of her photo session.
The hot water stung her sensitive breasts as she rubbed soap over them, washing the stickiness down the drain. Her mind drifted as she absent-mindedly soaped and rinsed her body. She was in a clearing in the woods, sipping wine on a picnic blanket with Jeff. The hot summer sun beat down on them causing beads of sweat to form. She suggests to him that they would be more comfortable with fewer clothes on and he moves next to her to unbutton her sundress.
April inhales deeply as his fingers graze across the top of her breasts. Leaning closer their lips meet as he continues unbuttoning her dress. She feels his tongue seeking admittance to her mouth at the same time he pushes the open dress across her thigh. April opens her mouth, accepting his tongue, as his hand slides over her firm behind pulling her tighter to him. She snakes her hand up his shorts to grip his stiffening member while his kisses move lower; first to her chin on to her neck and then the top of her burgeoning chest. His hand leaves her bottom and squeezes gently on the breast he is kissing as a soft moan escapes from April's lips.
With a gentle push she puts Jeff on his back, straddling him. The sleeveless yellow dress is cast aside as his hands envelope her breasts, squeezing them and stroking the nipples through the white cotton bra. Reaching behind her, she unsnaps the bra and, pushing his hands away, allows it to fall, his hands returning to her now bare breasts. Jeff squeezes the mounds of flesh and leans up to suck a nipple into his mouth. April moans as her hands intertwine with his hair holding him tight as he suckles her breast.
Jeff traces her areola with his tongue causing her nipple to stiffen, his finger following the same pattern on the other breast. April pulls him even tighter forcing her abundant titflesh into his mouth. He sucks her deep; her breast filling his mouth as his hands knead the still exposed portion. After several minutes he switches his attention to the other breast; the one he left glistens in the sunlight from his saliva.
April reaches between her legs and undoes his shorts, quickly pulling them and his boxers down to his ankles. Jeff lets out a whimper of pleasure as April lowers herself onto his engorged cock. Even through her cotton panties he can feel the heat and moisture escaping from her sex. She rubs up and down his length, just the thin material separating him from her eager pussy.
Reaching between them, Jeff pulls the crotch of the panties aside and is rewarded with April's juices coating his shaft. He puts a hand behind her and, pushing her hips forward, slips the head of his cock inside her. A guttural moan of longing escapes from April as she pushes down, taking him deeper inside her. She pushes him back down onto the blanket and places her hands on his chest. With a steady deliberate motion she slides up his cock and back down again and again, his dick almost slips out before she thrusts her hips back down taking his full length in again.
His hands move back to her breasts, kneading the yielding flesh, pulling on the stiff pink nipples. April looks down at him, his eyes half closed in pleasure. She stays motionless for a few moments with him deep inside her, relishing in the feeling of fullness. Slowly her hips begin a circular motion. In seconds she feels his hands leave her chest and grab her hips. He guides her faster and faster, coupling her orbits with thrusts. April reaches behind her and starts to massage his heavy testicles and she feels him tense.
"That's it baby, come inside me. I want to feel you fill me with your hot cum," she cries.
At the same moment Jeff filled her pussy with hot steamy cum in her fantasy, she felt her pussy spasm around the three fingers she had buried deep in it. She grasped the shower wall as her knees became wobbly from the sudden release. The hot water still streamed over her, washing away the fluids leaking onto her hands from the orgasm.
April stood there for a few minutes regaining her composure before turning off the water. She quickly wrapped the towel around her and went back into Jeff's room. She lay on the bed, her head still spinning from the orgasm. April always came hard when her masturbation fantasy included Jeff. That realization reaffirmed her decision to get him back this weekend. That thought gave her newfound energy and she set about getting dressed and finding the darkroom.
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Jeff cracked the top of the soda, sucked down a quick gulp and then replaced it with a healthy pour from the bottle of rum. He sipped his crude Cuba Libre as he set to work gathering the film reels and drums. When he was sure he had everything he pulled the chain again, sending the darkroom into complete blackness.
His practiced hands pried open the film canisters and wound the film onto the stainless steel reels. He had done this so many times sometimes he thought he'd be able to do it in his sleep. He knew he could do it drunk. There were many nights after a party, he would stagger to the darkroom and have the pictures all printed and ready for distribution at breakfast. In a matter of minutes he had all three rolls on the reels and in the developing tub. He pushed the lightproof cap onto the tub and clicked the light back on.
Now for the tedious part, he thought as he poured the developer in and started the timer. After several minutes and swaps between fixer and rinsing agent, he pulled the reels from the tub and hung the wet strips of film in the drying booth. Jeff turned on the large overhead fluorescent lights to get his first peek at the fruits of his labor as the machine dissipated the water from the celluloid. Though small, the crisp images on the film brought the earlier tryst back to him and he felt his cock stirring once again.
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April was still trying to decide what to wear. She had pulled on a pink thong and a matching satin bra that barely contained her ample breasts, but was now debating between shorts or jeans. She cracked open the window slightly and, feeling the warm breeze decided on the shorts. Wiggling her hips she slid the tight, faded denim on, the seam pulling into the cleft of her ass as well as rubbing against her pussy. She buttoned them and pulled the zipper up. Rummaging through Jeff's closet she selected a blue oxford shirt, which she tied around her midriff, exposing her belly button and only used two of the buttons leaving her cleavage visible. She slipped into her tennis shoes and, clutching the map Jeff had left her, slipped out of his room and down the stairs out into the starlit night.
Jeff had been right about the darkroom being easy to find, it only took her a couple of minutes to cross the quad and find the right floor of the building. Along the way she went over her plan in her head, devising a way to tell Jeff that she wanted him back. The plan formulated in her mind, she just hoped she would have the opportunity to put it in motion. She knocked lightly on the door.
"It's open."
She slipped in the door and closed it behind her.
"Lock it will you, we don't need anyone stumbling in and ruining the pictures." Or anything else that might happen, April thought to herself.
She made her way through the two half circle openings that prevented any stray light from getting in. Jeff was standing in front of one of the enlargers, scissors in hand trimming the negatives. He was so engrossed in his task; Jeff didn't even look up at her.
"Go ahead and kill the lights, I'm ready to print the proof sheets."
