Chapter 1: Introduction
The sun filtered through my thin curtains and landed squarely on my face, pulling me reluctantly from my dreams. I groaned into my pillow, trying to ignore it—not that it did much good against the relentless beam of light. I was about to roll over and attempt to burrow back into sleep when something very...
different from my pillow met my groin. I jolted upright, my eyes widening as I took in the sight before me. Kneeling next to my bed, with her long, glossy black hair cascading down her slender back, was a girl I'd never seen before. She was petite, with delicate features and dark eyes that seemed to sparkle even in the dim light of my dorm room. And she was... well, she was giving me a blowjob.
"What the—?" I stammered, my brain still struggling to catch up with my eyes.
The girl paused, looking up at me with a small smile playing on her lips. She had a slight accent when she spoke, her voice soft and melodic. "Good morning, Mike," she said, her tone cheerful and relaxed, as if this were an everyday occurrence. "I wanted to wake you up in a special way."
I blinked rapidly, trying to process what was happening.
"Uh hey.. um what" Mike was interrupted as she resumed blowing him.
He took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart. "Wait, hold on," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper. The girl paused again, looking up at him expectantly.
"You... you know my name?" Mike asked, his mind still trying to wrap around the situation. The girl nodded, her dark eyes never leaving his. "I'm Miyo," she said simply, as if that explained everything. It didn't.
Mike looked around his room, taking in the familiar mess for the first time that morning.
The disheveled bed, the mountain of clothes, the stale smell – it was all part of the usual chaos that he shared with his roommate Shawn. But with Miyo kneeling beside him, it felt different – surreal, even.
"How do you know my name?" Mike asked again, his voice a little steadier this time. Miyo's smile widened, and she shrugged slightly, her shoulders barely moving beneath her simple white t-shirt.
"You and Shawn are... famous," she said, her voice laced with amusement.
"Everyone knows who you are."
"Famous?" I echoed, raising an eyebrow skeptically. "Since when?"
Miyo chuckled softly, her breath warm against my thigh. "Since you became 'that guy.' The one who always gets left behind." She paused, her gaze searching mine. "But everyone also knows that you're kind, Mike."
I felt my cheeks flush at her words, whether from embarrassment or something else, I wasn't sure. Kind? Me? I wasn't exactly known for my charm or popularity.
In fact, I was more often than not overlooked or forgotten about. So hearing Miyo say that I was kind felt... strange. But before I could delve deeper into that thought, she resumed her task, and my brain short-circuited again.
"Wait," I said, my voice barely a whisper this time. "What are you doing?"
Miyo looked up at me, her dark eyes filled with an intensity that made my heart pound in my chest.
"Isn't it obvious?" she asked, her voice still soft but with an edge that sent shivers down my spine. "I'm making you feel good." She paused, her tongue tracing the length of me before she continued, "And you're making me feel good too."
I swallowed hard, trying to find the right words to say. But my brain was still scrambled from the sudden and unexpected turn of events. "But...but why?" I managed to stammer out eventually.
Miyo's smile softened, and she reached up to gently cup my cheek. "Because I like you, Mike," she said simply. "I like your kindness, your humor – even if it's sometimes lost on others – and your quiet strength."
"But... we barely know each other," I protested weakly, even as my body responded to her touch, her words. My brain might have been playing catch-up, but my body was fully on board with this situation.
"Let's talk after, ok?" She didn't wait for a response before she returned to slurping on my cock.
Her mouth was warm and wet, her tongue swirling around me in a way that made me see stars behind my closed eyelids. I groaned loudly, my hands finding their way into her hair, grabbing fistfuls of it as I guided her movements.
"Shit, Miyo," I gasped out, my hips bucking up against her face involuntarily. She hummed around me in response, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through me. I could feel my climax building up quickly, but I didn't want this to end just yet.
Not when it felt so damn good. I took a deep breath and managed to find enough coherence to say, "Wait, Miyo... wait."
She pulled back slightly, her lips still wrapped around me, looking up at me with a question in her eyes. I swallowed hard and forced myself to speak again, "I want to... I want to taste you too."
A slow smile spread across her face, and she let me slip out of her mouth with a soft popping sound.
She stood up gracefully, her small hands going to the hem of her t-shirt. She pulled it over her head in one smooth motion, revealing a lacy black bra that pushed up her small breasts enticingly. My breath hitched in my throat as I took her in – her slender frame, her dark nipples visible through the sheer fabric of her bra, the curve of her hips where they met her low-slung jeans...
She kicked off her shoes and shimmied out of her jeans next, revealing matching lacy black boy shorts that left little to the imagination.
My cock throbbed at the sight of her standing there in just her bra and panties, looking like a fucking wet dream come to life. I couldn't believe this was happening – that this gorgeous creature was standing in my dorm room, ready and willing to fuck me senseless.
"Come here," I growled, my voice barely recognizable even to my own ears. She obeyed without hesitation, climbing onto the bed and straddling me as she leaned down to kiss me deeply.
Her tongue pressed against mine as she ground against me, rubbing herself against my cock through her panties. The sensation was electric, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. I wrapped my arms around her waist and flipped us over so that she was lying on her back beneath me.
"Fuck," I muttered under my breath as I took in the sight of her below me – her dark hair fanning out around her head like a halo, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire, her lips swollen from our kissing.
"You're so fucking gorgeous."
Miyo's response was to arch her back and press herself against me even harder, a soft moan escaping her lips as she did so. I could feel the heat of her through the thin fabric of her panties, and it was driving me crazy. I needed to taste her – needed to feel her wetness on my tongue.
I started to kiss my way down her body, lingering over her collarbone, her shoulders, the swell of her breasts above the edge of her bra.
She squirmed beneath me, her breath coming faster now as I continued my descent. Her skin tasted sweet and salty at the same time – like she'd been sweating in anticipation of this moment. I smiled against her skin, feeling a surge of primal satisfaction at knowing I was turning her on this much.
Finally, I reached the waistband of her panties and hooked my fingers into it, pulling them down slowly over her hips and thighs until they were off completely.
She lifted her hips to help me along and then let them fall back down onto the bed with a soft thud as I tossed the panties aside.
The sight of her bare pussy made my mouth water and my cock throb painfully hard against my stomach. She was completely shaved except for a tiny landing strip of dark hair that led down between her legs like an arrow pointing straight to her wetness. I could see how drenched she was already – her inner lips glistening with desire and her clit peeking out from its hood like a little jewel begging for attention.
I couldn't resist any longer; I had to taste her. I dived in face-first, my tongue finding her slick folds and lapping up every drop of her nectar like a man dying of thirst in a desert oasis. She let out a loud moan at my first touch, bucking her hips up against my face eagerly as if trying to grind herself deeper into my mouth.
I flicked my tongue against her clit in quick successive licks while simultaneously thrusting two fingers deep inside her tight pussy.
She gasped and gripped the sheets tightly as if trying to anchor herself against the intense sensations coursing through her body like an electric current on overdrive.. Her hips moved in sync with my fingers pumping in and out of her wet heat while my tongue continued its relentless assault on her swollen clit.. The combination of our movements created a symphony of wet sounds filling up the room.. The musky scent of sex permeated every corner.. It was intoxicating.. Like some kind of powerful drug.. And I was high on it.. High on her.. On pleasing her..
Suddenly she leaned down onto my hard cock. I nearly came right there.
The sensation of Miyo's wet heat enveloping me like that was almost too much to bear after all the teasing buildup earlier in the morning. I held myself still for a moment, breathing deeply through my nose as I tried to regain some semblance of control over myself before things got too far out of hand too quickly for either of us to enjoy properly later on down this road we were traveling together now both figuratively speaking literally speaking too with our bodies joined like this now so intimately already... so fucking good... so fucking right... fuck yes...
fuck yes..." Mike groaned as Miyo slowly began to move on top of him - taking him inch by inch deeper inside herself until he was completely buried within her tight pussy walls surrounding him like hot velvet heaven sent straight from above (or below if your beliefs held more towards Hell being closer given how fucking amazing this felt).
Her inner muscles clenched around him rhythmically squeezing out every last drop of pleasure from each thrust sending shockwaves rippling throughout every nerve ending. A few more thrusts and I erupted in her.
My cock pulsed inside Miyo as rope after rope of cum shot out like a fucking geyser exploding from deep within me.. The sensation was indescribable – pure fucking ecstasy – unlike anything I’d ever felt before.. She continued riding me through it all.. milking every last drop from me while grinding against me harder than ever until she finally joined me over the edge screaming out loud enough for half campus probably hear if not all.. Her pussy clenched around me so tight it felt like little fists squeezing every last bit outta me.. Fuck man.. holy fuck.. shit..
fuck.. holy shit.." Mike panted out as he came down from his high – his body still trembling with residual aftershocks from his explosive orgasm while Miyo continued grinding against him gently milking him dry with every slow deliberate movement until they were both completely spent laying there together sweaty limbs entwined bodies still joined together intimately still connected heartbeats syncing up slowly coming back down together from their mutual journey into euphoria... Miyo collapsed on top of Mike gasping for breath her dark hair sticking to her sweaty forehead tangled wild looking sexy as fuck..
"See wasn't that perfect?" Asked Miyo. "So I think I can be your girlfriend now." Miyo declared matter-of-factly.
Mike chuckled softly beneath her before gently rolling them over so that he was now on top of her again without breaking their connection yet still keeping himself nestled deep inside her tight grip which felt so fucking amazing it was almost unfair how good it felt especially given how good he knew she felt too based on all those mind-blowing orgasms they’d just shared together back-to-back like that not even five minutes ago now laying here still joined together like this already wanting more already craving another round already desperate to taste test test test taste test taste test taste taste taste test test test test test test test test test test test test test