Go to class, review, eat, sleep, repeat. By Wednesday, the last day of classes, I'd covered everything and was serenely confident. My first exam was Friday, then one on Saturday, two on Monday, and the last on Wednesday.
I'd suggested to Wendy that we have dinner around eight, at the top of one of the dorms, a rooftop restaurant more known for its views than its food.
"Is that okay? It's probably a little pricey."
"No problem. I'd like to treat myself."
Wendy didn't so much walk as dart. Her hair was curly and closely cropped, her rail-thin body boasted a small chest, and she was about a millimeter short of six feet, but with the effect of someone much smaller, elfin. And how she could whistle!
"My dad could break glass with his, and he taught me everything I know. It's in the lips and the placement of your fingers. And your lungs, of course, you have to really blow. I don't usually let it all out, but I gave it a pretty good shot on Sunday."
As a senior, she could afford to be casual about exams, and she was. "Finish exams, grab my worldly possessions, and head for New York City. I've got a job with a steel exporter. I'm sharing an apartment with Helen. You know her, right?"
Did I know Helen? Not in the biblical sense, but twice she'd spent the night with my roommate Pete before I joined the club. Her ecstatic shrieks as they fucked drove me to tears of self-pity both times. At breakfast after the first night she was almost demure, but that was probably because I made a spectacle of myself by staring at the breasts that were only partly obscured by Pete's loose-fitting bathrobe.
"How'd you get that job?"
"Business major. There's still manufacturing going on in America, and steel is one of the biggest. It's a really tough world out there, because there's a lot of demand sometimes, and prices fluctuate. Different grades can be hot one week and nothing the next. You have to turn on a dime and deliver on time.
"I worked the last two summers for a stockbroker, first doing data entry, then actually executing trades.
That's
intense! I could still do that, but the steel exporter pays more, and there may be some travel in it."
The meal was actually very good. I'd wanted to eat later so I could get shots of the town as dusk crept over it, I was snapping away, looking for good shots from all angles. And I wanted the ones with Wendy in them to be Julia-grade.
It was almost eleven when we got to the apartment. We'd walked side-by-side and she'd hip-bumped me a couple of times, so we skipped the living room and went right to bed.
We kissed, I pulled her ass to my erection and she ground against me. I slid my hands into her slacks and massaged her ass cheeks as she moaned into my mouth and did the same to me.
We shucked our shoes and I got to her zipper before she was able to get to mine. I knelt and peeled off her slacks and wet panties and was greeted by the lushest bush I'd ever seen.
Like the hair on her head, it was curly and light brown, but man was it dense! I couldn't even see her pussy lips. Fumbling around, I finally parted the jungle at the right place to reveal two pouty lips already moist with excitement. I sucked them and she shivered.
Shifting to a more comfortable position, I pulled her to my mouth and fluttered my tongue at the top of her opening, seeking her clit. She grabbed my hair and pulled me to her with "ohhh" and "ahhh" and "that's niiiice" for encouragement.
As she started to hump my face, I moved a finger to her asshole, gently touching it. "Oh!" she squealed, startled. I kept on tonguing, fluttering her clit.
But that gets tiring and after a few more minutes I pulled off and stood. "Let's get naked," I puffed, and dropped my pants as she worked my dress shirt off.
She started for her blouse but I stopped her.
"May I? I've never seen you nude, and I want to reveal you, slowly." She dropped her hands to her sides and nodded.
I unbuttoned her blouse and tossed it to my chair, then walked behind her to unclip her bra. As it fell loose, I cupped her breasts and lightly pinched both nipples. "Ohhh."
"Please turn around," I croaked, and, now nude, she was revealed, her arms slack at her sides, her expression expectant.
I gawked, unable to speak for what seemed like a minute. Then I gurgled "you're beautiful" and she smiled, like she'd never heard that compliment before.
Then, unbidden, Wendy sank onto my cock, inhaling it. She took it entirely in, fluttered her throat on the head, then popped off and grinned. "Tastes good. Wonder how it feels?"
We flopped onto the bed and I moved to her bush, where I quickly started sucking on those lips. My nose bumped into her now fully-aroused clit and she moaned deeply as I switched to sucking it. "Ohhh god, I
really
like that," she husked and swung her hips around in the same direction as I was moving my mouth.
I was kneading her ass cheeks and still tonguing her clit when she started to erupt. I inserted two fingers into her pussy and stroked, hard. "Oh god, oh goddddddddd, OH GODDDDDD!" she shrieked as she whipped her head around on the pillow in her climax, holding my face against her with her fingertips.
As she subsided, I moved up her side and took her head in my hands, kissing her with pent-up need. She kissed back, wielding her tongue in a sword fight with mine.
She recovered and sought my cock. Even as we kissed, she pulled on it, up and down, jacking me, as I moaned in excitement.
"In you, I should be in you, please," I begged, and rolled between her welcoming thighs. "I want you," she husked, and reached to part the tangle and expose her opening.
As I was entering her, she humped and caught my cock with her pussy lips. Surprised, I paused, and in milliseconds she released me, then humped further and took in more of me, then let me loose, and then I was fully in.
"God Wendy, you are so warm, so wet, so good, it's wonderful," I cooed as I stroked.
"You feel good yourself, c'mon, make me cum again," and she grabbed my shoulders and swung her hips.
On a backstroke I stopped, just the cockhead inside her. "No way! C'mon, keep it inside! I want you FUCKING me!" She hooked her heels in my ass and pulled me in. Our pace quickened as I slammed against her, pushing as hard as I could, going as deep as I could, fucking her.
"So close, so soon, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna —" I croaked, poundiing harder and harder. My first blast had barely begun when she exploded.
"Oh god yes, yes, yes, you're cumming, I'm cumming, c'mon, more, I want you! Cum, fucking cum, CUMMMM!" My second, third, and fourth blasts followed, even a feeble fifth before I had to stop.
Soaked in sweat, we collapsed against each other and rolled onto our sides, our faces virtually touching.
"Cutting loose?" I puffed, eventually.
"You bet!" She'd recovered faster than me, so her breathing was closing in on normal. "By Sunday I'm outta here. Papers done and turned in, only two meaningless exams, I've even paid my overdue library fines. Fuck graduation! There is NOTHING keeping me here!" She paused. "Except cock," and she squeezed my deflating member with her pussy muscles.
"Flatterer."
"Well, actually, I've been curious, since word is you're pretty good at eating pussy and you like to get a girl off before you fuck." Her breath was completely back and she propped herself up on one elbow. "Do you know how unusual that is?"
"No, not at all. I can't be the only guy who likes doing it that way."
"Look, guys who don't munch first are more interested in their own satisfaction than mine. There may be three other guys in the club who approach a fuck your way. I
