Story 4-chapter 2
We weren't grinding or anything, but our bodies were touching every now and then. I couldn't believe how turned on I got when her breasts would press against my chest now and again. Had it only been four months? About two songs in, she started to move much closer to me. She wrapped her hands around my neck and began pressing her body against mine as we danced. My hands moved to her hips and we started to grind.
After a couple more songs of that, my cock was hard and aching. I knew she could tell I was hard, as our crotches kept grinding together. She actually seemed turned on by it. Unfortunately, she also had to use the bathroom.
"I'll be back in a bit," she said.
I went downstairs to see how Cheryl was doing. I came into the room to find that Steve was gone, Julio was sitting in Steve's desk chair, and Cheryl, her back to me, was straddling him, kissing him as he felt her ass with his hands. I decided to leave them alone and headed back upstairs.
I saw that Christina had already made her way back to the dance floor, and began to make my way over to her. But before I was halfway across the room, Mr. Caesar himself had started grinding with her from behind. Her face lit up as he did.
My face did the opposite of lighting up and I found a seat in a quiet corner of the room.
A couple sat down next to me without acknowledging my presence. Amazingly, they started talking about Christina.
"I bet she doesn't even know he has a girlfriend." "I bet he doesn't know he has a girlfriend." "Yeah, he's a real dickhead."
"Just cause girls let him be."
"Well, he's hot! Not as hot as you, of course, honey."
The couple then started coupling. So this Caesar guy was an asshole, huh? A cheating, manipulative prick like the guy my girlfriend had left me for. Fuck Caesar. The game was on.
I tried to wait for another good opportunity. It came when the prick left Christina to go and hit on some other girl who wasn't his girlfriend. She sat down on one of the couches, and I made my way over to sit next to her.
"Hey, I was wondering where you went. When I didn't see you, I ended up having to dance with that asshole."
"That asshole? He seems to have a lot of female friends for an asshole."
"Well, he's hot. But that's all he is. He's a total jerk. I like dancing with him, but I hate myself for it. That probably sounds stupid."
"Nah, that makes sense to me."
Completely unexpectedly, she took my arm and put it over her shoulder. She leaned her head into my shoulder. "That's much more comfy."
"Yes, it is. But how do you know I'm not a jerk, too?"
"I guess..." she lifted her head up and looked directly at me, "I guess it's your eyes. They seem genuine to me."
I couldn't think of anything to say. In fact, I couldn't think of anything except how close her face was to mine. Our eyes were locked together. I thought I saw her lips part ever so slightly.
Then, she closed her eyes as we leaned in for a kiss. The warmth of her lips against mine sent chills all throughout my body. Had it only been four months? We kissed softly, gently at first, doing little more than pressing our lips against each other.
Then our kisses became more passionate, coming more quickly, applying more pressure. Finally, I slipped my tongue into her mouth and as I did she wrapped her arms around me and met my tongue with hers. I had one arm around her shoulders and another on her hip as our tongues explored each other's mouths.
I was hard as a rock and longing for her. I kissed her cheek and neck. I slid my tongue into her ear which seemed to drive her crazy. It was at that point she looked at me and said, "I have my own room, ya know. It's just a couple blocks from here. It would be...more private."
I didn't say a word. I simply stood and helped her up off the couch. I slipped my arm around her slim waist and out into the night air we went. Under a million stars we made our way across a very green part of campus, stopping every once in a while to embrace and kiss once again. My hand wandered down to feel her tight, round ass more than once along the way.
We were up two flights of stairs in her building when I stopped her and pressed her against the wall. I kissed her passionately and she reached down and felt my hard cock through my jeans. It made me want her even more.
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