Steamy Dorm

by Kristine Robinson

  “So, when are you going out again?” Jaden asked as he tried on a pair of cleats.

  “I don’t know. I want to ask her out soon, but I’m worried she will think I’m trying to move too fast.”

  Jaden shook his head. “Stop playing games; they are stupid. If you like the girl then just ask her out again. If she likes you then she will be just as excited as you are.”

  “You think so?” I asked.

  “Absolutely. People keep trying to make dating out to be an idiotic game. That is something some people do when they realize deep down that they like the other person way more than that other person likes them.”

  “Oh, man. You think I like her more than she likes me?”

  Jaden laughed. “You are so psychotic; why are all writers so neurotic?”

  “How do you know writers are all neurotic?”

  “I’ve dated several of them and a few were kind enough to sleep with me.”

  I shook my head. The romantic tales and woes of Jaden Pierce could have filled a five volume set.

  “Ok, so what should I do?”

  “Like I said, just call her and tell her that you want to go out again. It is really that simple. You don’t have to wait the recommended three days and all that crap. Just do it.”

  I thought about what he said and he was actually making a bit of sense, but I was so nervous. I found myself rehearsing the phone call and trying to think of ways to be cute and clever. For whatever reason phone flirting had always made me feel so nervous.

  “What do you think of these?” Jaden asked.

  He was wearing a pair of totally black cleats. I did not see what else you could really think about them.

  “Yeah, that’s a pair of cleats…” I said.

  He looked at me like I was the stupidest person I the world. “I know they are cleats, but do they look cool?”

  “They are fine, just plain black. I don’t see any of the cool metal spikes on the bottom though.”

  “We aren’t allowed to wear those kind; that’s how people get their legs sliced open and the field full of holes.”

  “Oh, ok.”

  Jaden bought the shoes and a pair of gloves. Then we left, both going our separate ways. He asked me if I wanted to come to the batting cages with him but I declined; I had a phone call to make.

  I was so nervous when I dialed Lilian’s number. It rang three times and I was sure that she had to be avoiding my call. But then on the fourth ring her sexy, silky voice answered.

  “Hey, Lilian. It’s Cassie Powel. How are you?” I asked. I was trying to sound so cool and confident, but I’m pretty sure I just sounded nervous and foolish. Lilian didn’t seem to notice.

  “Hey, you. I was just thinking about you.”

  “Really?” I asked. “What were you thinking?”

  “I was just picturing your cute face and your sexy body,” Lilian replied.

  I almost fainted. Oh, I could listen to that woman talk sexy forever. I was getting so wet.

  “Well, how about the real thing then? I was hoping we could meet at Marco’s again tomorrow?”

  “Sure. I actually only have to work a half a day in the morning, but I’ll be off at noon.”

  “Great. I will be free all day as well, so we will have plenty of time to get to know each other better.”

  We flirted on the phone a bit more and then said our goodbyes.

  I grabbed some ice cream out of the fridge and began to eat while I pulled up some erotic movies that I found in my Netflix. Those types of movies were hard to find, but they were so much fun to watch. Besides I was in such a horny mood that it ended up being the perfect thing to watch.

  Tomorrow I would get to see Lilian again. I could hardly sleep that night.

  CHAPTER 4

  “A movie?” Lilian asked.

  I looked up from my laptop where I was busy working on a new advertising sales letter for one of my regular clients. We were at Marco’s where we had been meeting at least once a week for the past three weeks. It had become our little hangout place and it was a nice casual way to take the relationship that was blossoming between Lilian and I.

  I was scared to make the suggestion but a part of me decided to move forward and just be bold for a second, even though I was shaking inside.

  “Well, that would be great,” Lilian said. I breathed a sigh of relief. The idea of going out on a real, proper, standard date was so exciting. I had been thinking about it for a while, but I was afraid to mess up what was already working. I wanted to take things faster but even though I agreed with Jaden that I should be moving things along faster, I just wasn’t sure how Lilian felt and I was terrified of the prospect of scaring her away.

  “Great. How about tomorrow night?”

  Lilian paused for a second and then just smiled. “I think that will work.”

  “Sweet. What do you want to see?”

  “Oh, I’m good with anything. I’m not picky.”

  “Ok, then we can watch the new Dead Stalker movie. Have you seen the others?”

  “I have not,” Lilian replied.

  “I love those movies; they are so well done.”

  “Ok, that sounds fine,” Lilian said.

  Tomorrow seemed so far away.

  “Oh!”

  Lilian cried out and buried her face in my arm. I almost laughed but then I realized that she was really scared and was not faking at all. The movie had not even begun to get really scary yet. The little kid had come downstairs to get something to drink and he did not see the creepy looking ghost standing behind him. The special effects in this thing were amazing.

  I had never seen a real ghost before but I really longed to. I wondered if they really looked similar to this or if all of what we knew was Hollywood speculation.

  I put my arm around Lilian and held her close to me. I could feel her trembling beneath my touch and I began to get a bit concerned. She was actually terrified of the movie, and not in a playful way.

  “Hey, are you ok?” I asked, trying to keep my voice down.

  “Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’m just not used to horror movies.”

  “Oh, I’m sorry. I should have known. We can go see something else.”

  “No, I don’t want that; you really want to see this movie. I’m ok,” Lilian said.

  “Are you sure? It’s no problem. I can watch this another time with Jaden.”

  “No, I’m fine.”

  Lilian straightened up and tried to watch the movie. She was ok for a few minutes but when the little kid was suddenly picked up and slammed against the wall by the invisible entity she screamed loud enough to wake the dead, muffling it only by burying her face in my arm again.

  “Hey, it’s ok. It’s just a movie. It’s funny. It doesn’t even look that real.”

  I realized that my attempts to console her were probably falling on deaf ears.

  Lilian continued to bury her face in my arm. She was shaking almost violently now. I was not sure what to do to make her feel better.

  “Come on,” I said. “Let’s go.”

  She shook her head. “No. It’s fine. I’m just a bit of a chicken,” she laughed.

  We continued to watch the movie. I was a bit concerned about Lilian but she was headstrong and adamant that we finish the movie. It actually got a bit boring and drawn out for the next hour or so. I would not have been too upset to miss it; the franchise had been good up until this one. I shook my head watching how the studio dropped the ball on this one.

  We were in the last scene of the movie when the terror amped back up though. I became optimistic that a great finale could save the film and allow me to feel that I had gotten at least a little bit of my money’s worth.

  And it was. The finale involved a gruesome and intense exorcism scream. As the possessed kid started flying around the room trying to bite people Lilian freaked out and grabbed me. She tried to bury her face in my shoulder again.

  I could not stand to see her so frightened anymore, so I did t
he first thing that came to my mind. I grabbed her face and planted a hard, sweet, passionate kiss on her perfect lips. To my surprise and intense pleasure she began to kiss me back just as hard.

  The entire world went away right then. I did not care that we were in public; I did not care that we were missing the end of the movie. I only cared about the moment between the two of us. Her warmth, her sensuality—all of it was being transmitted into me through our open mouths as our lips pressed back and forth against each other.

  Her silky smooth tongue was now in my mouth and I inhaled her breath as her tongue probed my mouth, sliding against my own and teasing me with every ounce of passion she could muster.

  As I pulled back from her I stared into her eyes finishing the kiss. It was more perfect than I even thought it would be. I wanted her so badly that I could hardly stand it. I was so wet, that I felt like I was almost dripping in my shorts. My skin was warm and flushed in the cool theatre.

  “Wow…” I uttered.

  Lilian smiled as she touched my face. “Exactly…”

  CHAPTER 5

  We barely made it in the door of my apartment with our clothes still on. The passion that we had begun in the theatre intensified on the car ride home as I struggled to drive while Lilian fondled my body, kissing against my neck and running her immaculate tongue up and down my skin sucking on the jugular. I wondered more than once if she was trying to make me crash or if she was just as out of control with her libido as I was at that moment.

  We bounced through the door to my apartment kissing, touching, and practically ripping each other’s clothes off. Her mouth was so hot and warm against mine, her breath so succulent. I felt like I was bursting out of my skin to get to hers.

  Before I even realized it she had my shirt and my bra off and she was working at getting my shorts off. Her mouth suckled and kissed my abdomen moving downward as my shorts and panties slipped off. As hot as I was and as ready to go as I was right there I knew that the bedroom would be the best place.

  But her mouth had other ideas as she buried her face in my chest, kissing my large breasts and running her silky tongue up and down my skin. Her mouth was like a hot, wet vacuum that suckled at my skin, pulling it away from my body ever so slightly and then gliding that sweet, sensuous tongue instrument across my flesh. First she focused on the area between my massive melons, enjoying every single molecule of skin and nerves between my towering boulders that were now enclosed around her head, pulling me closer. I grabbed my breasts and pressed them together tightly, trapping her face in my bosom. She moaned with pleasure, a little giggle escaping her mouth as she continued to work on me.

  Her tongue was perfect, and so well suited for the pleasure that it elicited from my body. I thought about having it inside of my wet, aching crotch. I wanted to wrap myself around that tongue and let it go up inside of me as deeply as was humanly possible, licking me out and sucking on every drop of my climactic juices like licking a jar of honey totally clean.

  I released my hold on her head and she moved her face to the nipples, placing each one of my hard berries deeply in her mouth, grabbing the fat flesh behind it, sucking on my fleshy lumps as much as she could, even choking at one point trying to force all of the bulbous mass into her mouth. Her tongue was constantly flickering at the nips. They were so sensitive; I had never had them touched or played with like this, but I had dreamt of her sweet, succulent mouth on me ever since I first laid eyes on her.

  I could feel the juices running down my legs now; I was so wet that it felt like my honey was just pouring out of my sweet, honeycomb below. I wanted to drip every last bit of it between her sensual lips and down her long, sexy throat.

  Her mouth was now moving down my stomach, kissing, biting, licking, and sucking—almost all at once and with random switch ups between the sensations. I could not believe how talented this girl’s tongue was.

  “I love your soft belly,” Lilian groaned as she slid her tongue across my flesh. The feeling gave me goosebumps echoing throughout my body, starting with the stomach and then moving up to the chest making my nipples even harder as she inched steadily farther south. She was nearing the border between my stomach and my groin area. Oh, the skin down there was so sensitive; the slightest touch, the meekest sensation was amplified twenty fold.

  I found my body naturally beginning to undulate, moving my hips in a sexy rhythm that matched the erotic feelings that were flooding my entire body. Oh, it was immaculate. I had never felt more like a woman in my entire life. I was just there for the taking and I braced myself for the beautiful impact.

  Her mouth continued to lick at the area just above my bundle of nerves, only centimeters from my pleasure command center, and the center of all of my feminine lust. Lilian’s fingers began to touch me there, slightly, slowly, her index finger only putting her finger right on the nub and then adding a gentle pressure before moving it around in circles.

  “AAAHH!” I gasp loudly, my body going into a mini convulsion. Her finger began to push a little bit harder and I thought I was going to go numb. It was too much! It was too soon! I tried to warn her but I could not speak; it was complete sensory overload.

  And then it was gone, her finger was off to the side, occasionally pushing against my magic button of exquisite bliss. It was perfect.

  Her mouth was now moving slower down towards my core… she was almost there…

  Suddenly her fingers were inside of me. She went deep and fast. Three fingers formed together in a makeshift shaft, all of them aimed and eager to hit my every hot spot of sensation. And they did. I was being penetrated in deep, quick, but steady rhythms. I began to buck my hips faster and faster against her fingers. They were so good. She grabbed her shirt and quickly wiped at my organ, soaking up some of the wetness to keep the steady amount of friction. I was gushing with wetness. It was so intense. I needed it. I had craved this for too long and now here it was.

  She was looking at me now, licking her lips and smiling at the beautiful misery she was putting me through. She was getting very turned on.

  I quickly grabbed her by the back of the head and jammed her face into my wet, throbbing core. She moaned in surprise and total lust as she instantly began to lick, while still fingering me as fast as she could.

  “Yes! Lick me!” I growled at her as I quickly bucked my hips against her sexy mouth, humping her tongue as hard as I could, only vaguely aware or concerned that I was hurting her. I needed this pleasure at all cost and nothing could stand in my way here.

  Suddenly there was another sensation occurring. One I had not expected but was pleasantly surprised by. Lillian pulled her fingers out of my box and pushed them up the tightness of my ass. Her fingers were slippery, but long, and she was only using two. I groaned loudly at the new feeling I was experiencing.

  I’ve always fantasized about ass play but I had never had the experience of having another person back there. Lilian’s fingers moved in and out of me, stretching and probing my back door with expert precision while her mouth continued to work my front. The new feeling being introduced turned me onto a new level and I instantly felt like I was going to climax all over the place. Having both erogenous zones focused on at once was the most intense thing I ever could have imagined. Oh, it felt so good…

  Lilian suddenly pulled out and lifted her face out of my crotch. Before I even realized it she was grabbing my head and pulling my face to hers, kissing me deeply. I tasted myself on her lips, her tongue. I thought it might repulse me, but it was wonderful, erotic. I loved to taste myself on her, knowing what she had just done to me.

  “Let’s go to the bed,” Lilian growled.

  I giggled and leapt off the couch.

  I quickly jogged into the bedroom teasing Lilian to chase me.

  She followed right behind me slapping at my ass the entire time. The second we were in the bedroom I attacked her with my own lust, removing her shirt, and her black, lacey bra, practically ripping it from her body.

  Lilia
n giggled at my enthusiasm and the way I was suddenly in control. I loved to take control in bed and dominate the situation; she did not seem to mind one bit.

  I grabbed her by the arm and more or less threw her against the bed. Before she could even sit up or slide farther up on the bed I was pulling her skirt and panties off.

  And there it was. That beautiful, pink, wet mound of pubic ecstasy staring right at me. I licked my lips and buried my face deeply, allowing the scent and the taste of her sweet elixir to invade my mouth as I suckled at her.

  “Oh… yes…” Lilian moaned.

  The taste was like the heavens coming together in my mouth and invading my brain. Lilian was moving her hips slightly, feeding me as she gushed wetter and wetter into my mouth, the juices overflowing and rolling down my chin, my neck, and onto my chest.

  I reached up and grabbed a handful of her large melons. They were so sensitive; she began to groan louder and I knew that I was going to get her off soon. I wanted to feel it, wanted to taste it. I wanted to get as much of her inside of me as I possibly could.

  But my own juices were rolling out of my core and dripping down my legs. I was so wet, so tight, my organ fully engorged with blood awaiting the attention due, especially my bundle of nerves sitting atop and overseeing everything else.

  My tongue was beginning to ache from overuse and strain but I did not allow the pain to deter me from the task at hand and the taste of Heaven invading my mouth by the gush load. If anything the pain and the tension only spurred me on farther as I licked and sucked every piece of pink flesh, every savory drop of her honey spilling into my waiting, eager mouth.

  The scent of her wetness invaded my nostrils, swirling around inside of my head leading to me to exalted states of lust that I had not yet ever known. It was dizzying and I thought I might pass out but I stayed the course, pushing through the pain and basking in the presence of divine ecstasy.

  As I squeezed the cheeks of her ass tighter and harder, while my face continued to bury itself in her bare, pink mound of nectar I decided to explore her back door as well.