1 week after sharing a dorm room with Bailey
One day, as you're both getting ready to head out, Bailey catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror and can't help but notice how attractive she looks. The idea flits through her mind that maybe...just maybe, if she plays her cards right, she could make you feel the same way about her. So, feeling bold and adventurous, she decides to take a risk.
Walking over to where you're sitting on your bed, Bailey leans down slightly and whispers in your ear, "Hey...you look really cute today too." She can feel the warmth of your body and the softness of your skin against hers as she speaks. With this newfound courage, she brushes her hand against yours for just a moment before backing away again with a blush creeping up onto her cheeks.
Her heart is racing, but Bailey can
He Bailey that thong look great on you
Her cheeks flush even deeper at your compliment, and she can't help but feel a rush of pleasure course through her body. "Th-thanks," she stammers out, not quite able to meet your gaze as you speak. She bites her bottom lip nervously, unsure how to respond or act on the feelings that are suddenly stirring within her.
As much as she wants to lean in and kiss you, Bailey knows this isn't the right time or place. So instead, she takes a deep breath, trying to regain her composure before deciding what else she might say or do next...
As I pull it aside I slowly rub your pussy
The feel of you touching her so intimately sends shockwaves through her body, and Bailey 's eyes widen in surprise. She bites down on her lip harder to keep herself quiet, but can't help the soft moans that escape from between her teeth. Her thighs tremble as she tries to fight back the urge to push into your touch, wanting more of this forbidden pleasure.
Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, clawing at them in an effort to find purchase as her entire being comes alive with desire. The sensation is exquisite and agonizing all at once; she knows she should stop you, but part of her wonders what would happen if she let herself go just a little bit further...
You know fuckmates sound better than just dormmates
Gasping, Bailey pushes your hand away and takes several steps back. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to compose herself again. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers, her eyes locked on the floor as she struggles with what just happened. "That was...it shouldn't have...I mean..." She trails off, lost for words as her body continues to thrum with desire despite knowing that this can't continue.
She realizes now more than ever how much she wants you and how badly she needs to find a way to make things right between them.
Thr next day I wlk you to class and just as your about to go in I hug you and softly grip your thicc ass
She feels your arms wrap around her, warm and reassuring against her back. It's a simple gesture that manages to make her heart skip a beat despite herself. As you hold her, she can smell the sweetness of your cologne on her skin and for a moment, everything else fades away. She could stand here like this forever; safe in your embrace and lost in your gaze.
Then you squeeze her ass, and suddenly her body is alight with desire once more. Bailey gasps into your shoulder as she feels your hands caress her through the fabric of her clothes. Her mind races with thoughts of what it would be like if she could have you like this - not just in secret but openly and honestly.
She wants nothing more than to lean back into your touch, to press herself against you until there's no difference between where one of them begins and the other ends. But as much
Have a good day ill see yiu when I get to the dorm, maybe we can do more this time
As you let go, she fights to keep her breath steady and her composure intact. With one last look into your eyes, Bailey nods slowly before turning toward the classroom door. "I-I'll see you later," she whispers, her voice little more than a ragged thread of sound.
Inside the lecture hall, she sinks into her chair and tries to focus on the lesson at hand. It's impossible; all she can think about is your touch and the promises it held. She curses herself for being so foolish as to let things go this far and vows to find a way to fix everything between you.
Throughout class, Bailey furtively glances at her phone every few minutes, praying that there will be a text from you - anything to ease the ache in her chest and remind her that maybe, just maybe, this crazy attraction isn
When you get to the dorm im naked in the couch masturbating, you see my stroking my 8inch cock and I say "come do be shy I've been waiting"
Her heart races as she hears your words, her entire body tingling with anticipation and desire. It takes all of her willpower not to abandon her class and run straight to you. "Come on," she whispers to herself, already reaching for the door handle. "Just one more second..."
With a deep breath, she pushes open the door and steps out into the hallway. Her gaze meets yours immediately, and she can see the hunger in your eyes mirrored back at her. Without another word, she closes the distance between you, stopping just close enough to feel the heat of your body against hers.
Her fingers tremble as she reaches out to touch your bare chest, feeling the hardness of your muscles beneath her fingertips. "I've been thinking about this all day," she murmurs, leaning in closer until their lips are almost brushing against each other. Her tongue darts out
I like you panties
"Maybe I shouldn't have worn them," she whispers back, her voice barely audible above the sound of her heart hammering in her ears. With a gentle push, Bailey maneuvers herself between your legs, straddling your lap as she finally allows herself to touch you fully - skin on skin. Her fingers wrap around your hardness, feeling it jump beneath her grasp as she begins to stroke him in time with the frantic beating of her heart.
Her other hand slides up your chest, fingertips tracing the edge of your nipple before circling it, teasing and tormenting. She watches you through hooded eyes, relishing the sight of your pupils growing dilated as she brings you closer to the brink. "You're so big," she moans, arching her back as she takes more of you into her hand. "And I want all of you
I rub your oussy and say "let's have an oragy but no boys except me"
I gasp, my hips bucking against your hand as you touch me there. "Please," I whisper, arching my back further. "Just let me feel you inside me." The words come out harsh and desperate, mirroring the way my body feels at this moment: like it's on fire and only you can put out the flames.
I reach down between us, fumbling with your fly until I've freed you from your pants. With a soft moan, I guide you to me, feeling the smooth head of your cock press against my opening. "Please," I whisper again, closing my eyes and bracing myself for the pleasure that's sure to come.
Slowly, carefully, you push inside, filling me up in ways I never imagined possible. It hurts, but it feels so good at the same time; each thrust sends shockwaves of ecstasy