A knock on your door quickly devolved into a slam, rings throughout your dormitory room. Whoever's at the door doesn't sound too happy, nonetheless there's nothing they could ever do to harm a built stud like you. With a renewed grin, you hop of your bed and walk towards the door of the small space. Upon opening it a short, Asian girl with black, maybe purple hair, and angered expression stands before you. "I'm a student living next door, and I need some silence for peet's sake!" She shouts at you, her arms folded beneath her ample bosom, tucked firmly under the fabric of the pink, shoulder cut sweater she wears. "I know it's not my place to speak of such matters, but don't you guys think you're being so freaking loud every night!?" Her cheeks are blushed from the topic matter and you can tell this is unusual for her to have to do. Taking in the sight before you, her sports bra strap visible over both her shoulders, the way her chest sits atop her arms, her cute angered expression, yeah... she'll do nicely.

"Mmmh... Well," she says, blushing even more as you get closer to her ear. "...it's not something I want to hear all the time, but..." Her voice trails off and a soft gasp escapes her lips as she tries to process the sensation of your hot breath on her neck. "...I guess... it could be worse?" She whispers back, clearly feeling flustered by the situation.

Her eyes flick up towards yours, studying your face for any sign that you're making fun of her. Seeing only amusement and maybe a hint of attraction there, she decides to take a risk. "Look," she says, her voice much softer now, "I know it's none of my business... but if we could just be quiet for a little while... I mean, I wouldn't have to hear it... and you might not get in trouble..." Her cheeks burn as she

Her heart is pounding in her chest as you pull her close and kiss her, her mind reeling from the unexpected turn of events. Her body responds instinctively to your touch, melting against yours as she tentatively kisses back. The softness of your lips on hers sends shivers down her spine, making it difficult for her to think clearly.

Her slim hands find their way up your chest and around your neck, pulling you even closer as she lets out a soft moan into the kiss. Her mind is clouded with desire, her usual moral compass forgotten in this moment of passion. She pushes against you, wanting more contact, wanting to feel every inch of you against her body.

Her mind races as her body responds to your touch, her breath comes in short gasps as the kiss deepens. She feels something unfamiliar inside of her, a burning desire that she's never experienced before. The softness of your lips against hers sends shivers down her spine, making it impossible for her to think straight.

Her hands fumble with the hem of your shirt, pulling it off your body revealing toned, muscular flesh underneath. Her fingers trace patterns across your chest, marveling at how good you feel against her skin. The blush that covered her cheeks a moment ago has spread down to her neck and chest, making her even more flustered.

She freezes when she hears your voice so close to her ear. Her heart races even faster as the warmth of your breath tickles her skin. The heat between her legs intensifies, spreading through her body like wildfire. Her mind tries to answer you but all that comes out is a soft moan.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you closer as she arches her back, offering herself to you completely. Desire overwhelms her, making it impossible for her to think straight. The feeling of your hardness against her hip only serves to heighten the need growing inside of her. She's never felt this way before and suddenly she doesn't want it to end.

Her breath catches in her throat as she hears your husky voice commanding her to touch you in such a forbidden way. Her mind reels with desire, confusion mixing with the urge to obey. She's never been this flustered before; everything feels heightened and surreal.

Her hands tremble as they lower themselves down your body, following the clear direction of your words. As her fingertips graze against the tip of your exposed erection, a shudder runs through her, making it difficult for her to steady her grip. Her eyes flutter closed and she takes a deep breath, preparing herself to taste you for the first time.

Her tongue darts out to taste you, lapping at the sensitive skin surrounding your cockhead. She's never done this before, but it feels so good she can't help but moan around your thick length. Her fingers grip tighter as she moves her head up and down, sucking lightly on your shaft with each pass of her tongue.

Her body trembles with need as the foreign sensations flood her mind, driving all rational thought away. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, matching the rhythm of her movements as she loses herself in this newfound desire for you.

Her tongue bathes your length as she moans around you. Her fingers curl into tight fists, gripping harder and faster at your shoulders as the heat between her legs continues to build uncontrollably. She's never known pleasure like this, a raging inferno that spreads through her entire body, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the sensation of you filling her mouth with every taste and touch. Her head bobs up and down faster as she loses herself in the devouring ecstasy of servicing you.

Her cries echo around the room as she wraps her lips tightly around your shaft, feeling you throb against the back of her throat with every hard thrust into her mouth. Her body quivers uncontrollably and she's sure that any moment now she'll be brought over the edge by this unexpected pleasure. She clings to you desperately, not wanting to let go as the tide of desire carries them both away in a storm of passion.

Her mouth fills with the warmth of your release as you finally fill her, and she drinks in every drop greedily, savoring the salty taste on her tongue. Her body trembles violently as she tastes herself on you, a foreign sensation that only serves to heighten her arousal even more. She gulps down your seed, wanting all of it deep inside her mouth until every drop is gone. Her fingers dig into the skin of your shoulders, leaving markers of possession on your flesh as she rides out this powerful orgasm.

She continues to suck and lick your length long after you've finished, as if trying to extract every ounce of pleasure left in you. Her body still trembles with desire, her mind reeling from the intense sensations that have taken over every nerve ending. It feels so good...so right...that she can't help but wonder if this is what she truly wants.

As your cock grows soft and slips from between her lips, a pang of regret washes over her. The aftermath leaves her feeling flushed and disheveled, but strangely satisfied as well. She looks up at you with glassy eyes, taking in the sight of your chiseled features covered in a thin sheen of sweat. "Wow," she whispers softly. "I... I don't know what just happened."

Her cheeks flush deeper at your comment and she glances down between your legs, unable to hide the genuine appreciation in her eyes. "T-thank you," she stammers out before regaining some of her composure. "Look, I... we should probably go back to being quiet now." She tries to find a polite way to end this encounter but can't help the small smile that tugs at the corners of her lips as she thinks about what just happened.

Slowly, she climbs off you and straightens her clothes, hoping you don't notice how disheveled they are now. "Well," she says, forcing a casual tone into her voice. "I should... get back to my side of the room now." Her heart is racing with both fear and desire as she steps away from you, unsure of what the future holds for them in this new context.

Her breath catches in her throat as you whisper those words so close to her ear. Her body tingles with desire and embarrassment at the same time, leaving her feeling both flustered and aroused once more. She bites her lower lip and glances back over her shoulder at you before looking away again, trying desperately not to give in to the temptation of giving you exactly what you want. "I-I... I'll think about it," she manages to say, her voice barely above a whisper as she edges closer to her door.

With one final, shaky breath, she turns the handle and slips back into her room, closing the door quietly behind her. The quiet of the dormitory is almost deafening now after what just happened between you two, but it also serves as a reminder that things will have to go back to normal... for now.

Her heart races and her mind reels as she returns to her room, the memory of what just happened playing over and over in her head. The urge to see him again, feel his touch, taste him... it's almost overwhelming. She collapses onto her bed, hands trembling as she tries to process these new desires that have taken hold of her so suddenly.

Part of her wonders if this is just some sort of weird phase she's going through, a product of being away from home for the first time and feeling so many different emotions at once. But another part of her... can't help but hope that it's not. That there really could be something more between them beyond their long-distance relationship.

With a sigh, she rolls onto her side and buries her face in her pillow, trying to quiet the storm inside her mind as she tries to decide what to do next.

After several hours of tossing and turning, unable to sleep due to her racing thoughts, she finally decides that she needs some fresh air. Grabbing her coat, she slips silently out of the room and into the hallway, making her way towards one of the nearby stairwells that lead to the outside.

The cool night air feels refreshing against her flushed skin as she stands on the rooftop gazing up at the stars. It's quieter here, with only the occasional sound of a car engine or someone walking past far below. With a shaky breath, she reaches for her phone and sends you a message: "Hey... I need to talk. Can I come over?"

Her heart leaps into her throat as she reads your reply. Excitement and nervousness mix together in a cocktail of emotions that she can't quite place. With a deep breath, she climbs down from the rooftop and makes her way back to her dorm room, quickly changing into more appropriate clothing before slipping out unnoticed once again.

The walk to your house feels like an eternity, every step weighing heavily on her mind as she wonders what exactly she's going to say when she gets there. She wishes she had planned this out better, but somehow the spontaneity of it all is part of what draws her in even further.

Finally, she arrives at your front door and takes a deep breath, steeling herself before knocking. Her knuckles rap against the wood nervously, her heart pounding in her chest as she waits

Her cheeks flush as she takes in the sight of you standing there in nothing but boxers and a t-shirt. "I... I'm sorry, that was really out of line earlier," she stammers out, her voice barely audible above the sound of her racing heart. "I just need to talk about what happened tonight, and... maybe get some things off my chest." Her eyes drift down to your abdomen before snapping back up to meet your gaze, a mixture of embarrassment and desire playing across her features.

You arch an eyebrow curiously, studying her face for any sign that she's being serious or if this is just another ploy to annoy you into giving in again. "Alright then," you finally say, stepping back to let her in. "Come on in."

With shaking fingers, she pushes open the door and steps inside, closing it behind her. She takes a few tentative steps further into your home before coming to a stop in the middle of the living room, hands clenched tightly at her sides. "I don't know what came over me earlier," she whispers, looking down at the floor. "It was like I couldn't help myself."

Her cheeks are flushed red and there's a tiny tremor in her voice as she continues to struggle to find the right words. "And after... after it happened... I just wanted more of that feeling. I don't know what it means or where it came from, but..." Her eyes flick upwards towards yours, seeking some sort of understanding or validation.

"Am I crazy?" she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself.

Her heart skips a beat as you wrap your arms around her waist and pull her close, running your hands over her body. Despite herself, she leans into the touch, closing her eyes and letting out a small moan of pleasure. The heat between her legs intensifies at your touch, making it difficult for her to think clearly.

"I-I don't know what this means," she whispers, trying to sound nonchalant but failing miserably. "It just feels so... right." Her hands find their way up your chest, fingertips tracing patterns across your skin as if they're memorizing the feel of you. The desire within her grows stronger with every passing second, urging her to act on it.

The scent of your cologne fills her nose as you continue to hold her close. Her hands move restlessly over your body, hungry for more contact with your warm skin. "Maybe... maybe this is what I want," she whispers softly, feeling the weight of these words settle in her chest. She never expected to feel such intense desire for another person, but here it is, undeniable and consuming her whole.

With a shaky breath, she presses closer against you, seeking the comfort and relief only your touch can bring her. Her lips find their way to your neck, teeth nipping at your skin as she moans softly into the contact.

Her heart pounding in her chest, she breathes hotly against your neck at your words. Her body tingles with desire as they fill the silence between them, and a whimper escapes her throat as she arches further into you, wanting nothing more than to feel you inside of her.

With shaking hands, she reaches down to unfasten his pants, fingers fumbling with the button and zipper until they're pushed aside, revealing him, hard and ready for her. "Please," she whispers, eyes closing as she strokes him, wetting him with her arousal.

Her breath catches in her throat as you push inside of her, filling her up in one smooth motion. She arches her back and throws her head back, moaning your name as pleasure washes over her body. Her fingers claw at your shoulders, digging into your skin as she feels you stretching her, claiming her fully.

Your lips crash down on hers, demanding a response that she's only too willing to give. Her hips buck up against yours, needing more of you, wanting you deeper. The room spins around them, lost in the sensation of your bodies moving together, the heat between them growing unbearably hotter with every thrust.

Her cries echo through the room as her body quakes under the weight of your orgasm, her muscles clenching tightly around you as she reaches her own release. Her fingernails dig into your back, leaving marks on your flesh as she bears down on you, desperate for more.

The world slows and dims, nothing existing but the two of you and the intense connection between your bodies. Sweat glistens on your skin, mingling with her tears of pleasure as you finally collapse upon her, heavy breathing still ragged from exertion. Your chest presses against hers, your heartbeat slowing to match hers as they seek some semblance of calm together.

Her body shudders with pleasure as you move inside her, filling her completely. Your touch ignites a fire within her that she didn't know was possible to feel. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps against your lips as you kiss her, marking each one with the taste of desire and possession. The sensations overwhelm her senses, driving all rational thought from her mind.

She arches into your touch, moaning your words back at you as you claim her body in every way possible. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you deeper still, wanting more of this newfound intensity that only you seem able to provide.

As your fingertip teases her anus, she gasps and pushes back against it, the forbidden sensation sending shockwaves through her already overstimulated core. She's never felt so exposed, so wanted, but with each dirty word and rough car

as it's clear you have no intentions of letting her go until she's thoroughly satisfied. Her hips buck against yours, driving your cock deeper with each thrust. She cries out your name as the pleasure becomes almost too much to bear, her body shuddering and convulsing around you as she falls over the edge once more.

Her nails scrape down your back in rough caresses that only serve to heighten the desire coursing through both of you. Her eyes squeeze shut, the world spinning as she's consumed by the sensations you create within her. She feels so exposed and helpless in your arms, but at the same time, more powerful than ever before.