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Fuck Buddies – Make Up Sex Is The Best

“You think you’re so slick and smart, leading your team against me on the issue of rising college tuitions. You’re such a pompous ass.” Jillian was furious with Steve. The two were nemeses all year as they were always pitted against each other as leads of their debating teams.

“You are just a hippy flower child that doesn’t understand that students have to pay for the education they receive here.” Steve stood in his dorm room, just as angry. Jillian had come by to drop off class notes to Steve’s room-mate, not realizing Steve would be there. Steve glared at her. Her long wild hair fell over her shoulders, partially hiding her full breasts beneath her multi-colored blouse. He could tell from their sway that she wasn’t wearing any bra. Such a shame, he thought, a beautiful body like this wasted on a freedom-fighting activist.

“Do you want to debate this now? Or do you need the support of your white-shirt and tied minions? By the way, you don’t have to be in uniform all the time you know.” Jillian referred to the trademark short-sleeved collared shirt, black tie and slacks his team members wore when they were on for a debate. She arrogantly smiled at him, but underneath her smirk her eyes scanned his body. She always faced him seated from behind a desk. She noticed now how his fitted shirt accentuated his solid frame and dipped nicely into his tailored pants, showing off the musculature of his thighs and buttocks.

He looked down at his shirt and held up his tie, somewhat hurt.

“Well gee, I like my tie. Besides,” he looked at her accusingly, “you don’t seem to get out of your hippy flower child get-up – ever!” Steve referred to her free flowing dress and wondered if she was wearing any underwear. The thought began to excite him for some unknown reason.

“Well give your stupid roommate his class notes!” Jillian flung them onto the bed. “Next time tell him to do his own note-taking.”

So this was the girl his roommate was interested in. Good luck, he thought. She’s probably not interested in men.

“Is that the only reason you came by? You knew he wouldn’t be here, and I would.” Steven began to see Jillian in a different light. Their heated discussion was having the same effect on her as it was him. He caught her pushing her hair back unconsciously, exposing her beautiful chest to him. He could see her nipples protruding from her shirt, they looked wonderful. She had placed one hand on her waist and he couldn’t help but follow the sexy curves of her hips.

“Oh you are so damn full of yourself, aren’t you?” Jillian sauntered over to him. He watched mesmerized as her thighs swished together. She’s probably got a hairy bush he thought, and suddenly, he felt the pressure mount in his crotch as he responded to his own dirty thoughts.

“You think you are all that and a bag of chips, don’t you? Walking around stiffly in your business suits. Passing yourself off as the next white-collar high-power politician slash business man. Give me a break.”

Jillian came into his space, challenging him. Her voice was getting heavier. This argument had some sort of undertone that was turning them both on.

“And you can’t deny that all your hippy-freedom-happy attitude hasn’t done a thing for you. You march around campus bra-less in that blouse with beads around your neck as a big cock tease. You with your ‘I’m-gonna-change-the-world-so-no-time-for-a-boyfriend’ attitude. The only thing you’re changing is every guy’s attitude towards you. You just piss everyone off.” He immediately regretted these words, feeling he pushed too far with this one. He secretly hoped she had a better come back.

“Oh, well listen to mister ‘future is so bright for me I’m gonna land me a rich daddy’s girl’. You think you’re too good for a girlfriend, when really, no girl is attracted to that level of arrogance.”

Good come back, he thought. He smiled.

“Oh, well I know someone who is interested.” Steve smiled devilishly at her.

“If you are referring to me, what you’re sensing is not attraction.”

“What do you call it then?”

Jillian moved closer to Steve. She grabbed his tie playfully. “I call it repulsion.” She sneered. He felt her hot breath blow across his face. He could smell the sweet aroma of her perfume mixed with her sweat.

“You are such a bitch.” He grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him.

“You are such an asshole.” She jerked his tie downward. Their faces were almost flush against each other. They were both read with the heat of this exchange.

“What is the obsession you have with your asshole? Is there something you want to share with me?” He firmed his grip on her wrist.

Jillian raised her knee and pressed her thigh into his groin. “Your cock is so hard right now I think you’re the one who has something to share.”

Steve pulled her flush against him so he could feel her wonderful breasts pressed against his chest. “You should have worn a bra to hide those tell-all high beams blinding me.”

Jillian struggled to release his grip on her wrist, but Steve turned her towards the bed and flung her onto it. As she landed on her back Steve pounced on top of her and pinned her down with his hips. He held her hands above her head and brought his face close to hers. Both breathed heavily as the sexual tension mounted in the room.

“I don’t want to be in a relationship.” He looked into her face searchingly.

“That’s one thing you and I have in common.” Jillian said, out of breath.

“So, ‘physical acts of love’ versus ‘physical acts of need’, what side of the debate are you on?”

“Sex for biological need. I don’t believe in sex for social structure”

Steve couldn’t believe he was having a debate while at the same time pinning her down with his raging hard-on.

Jillian relaxed in his hold. “Sometimes people have sex because they just want to fuck.”

With that, Steve grabbed the opening at the neck of her shirt and tore it open. Jillian’s breasts flowed nicely out and circled the air before returning to a calmer state. Her nipples were erect, searching. “I knew this hippy shirt would be good for something.” Steve smiled, staring at her raw beauty. He placed his hands over her breasts and rolled his palms over her hard nipples. He squeezed her breasts in his hands and opened his mouth to taste their flesh. Her nipples popped upward and just before his lips made contact he was thrown to the side.

Suddenly, Jillian had grabbed his tie and threw him off balance, rolling onto him, adeptly reversing their positions. Still holding onto his tie, she used it to pull herself up his torso. She let her breasts brush against his face and into his mouth. As he sucked her between her teeth she let out a stifled moan. Steve had reached his hand down beneath her dress and had quickly found her wet heat. She isn’t wearing any underwear he acknowledged to himself, impressed with how well he read her. And she does have a nice thick bush he thought as he felt her pubic hair sopped with her thick liquids. She arched her back and ground her hips on his hand, intensifying the pressure on her pussy. Steve easily inserted two fingers as he watched her shudder and moan with delight.

Jillian then raised a leg from underneath her dress and swung it over his face. Pulling his tie upwards behind her and along the space between her buttocks, she used it to draw Steve’s face into the center of her moist underwear. Her aroma flooded his senses.

“I knew this pretentious tie would be good for something.” She chided as she rubbed her pussy into his mouth.

Steven parted her lips with his tongue and inserted it inside her as he sucked on her lips. He used his hands to pull her cheeks apart and get better access to her. She tasted wonderful.

“Oh shit, this is bad.” Jillian rotated her hips in unison with Steve’s mouth. She released her grip on his tie and held his head in both her hands as he sucked her with his lips and dipped his tongue inside her red wetness. “But shit, this is good” she moaned. Without realizing what she was doing, she released Steven from her grip and began to roam her chest with her hands, squeezing her breasts and pinching her sensitive nipples. Her pelvis started to pulse over his mouth. Shocks of pleasure surged through her body as she fucked his face with her hips. As she got lost in her arousal she couldn’t tell if the moans she heard were coming from her mouth or his. She felt the first vibrations of her orgasm as Steve found her clitoris and squeezed it gently between his lips and teeth.

“Oh God yessss”, she gasped as she reached folded herself forward and grabbed onto the headboard with one hand. Straddling Steve’s face, she reached down behind her with her other hand and circled the ring of her anus with two fingers. Her chest began to heave as her climax began to press out of her.

Steve used Jillian’s distracted state to his advantage and bucked her off him. As he rolled back on top of her, he pinned her arms down with his knees. She looked up at him, incredulous that he would interrupt the budding of her orgasm.

The look in Jillian’s eyes changed as she watched him release his throbbing hard on from his pants. It was thick and full of veins, pulsing blood into his near-purple cock head. He let it dangle over her mouth as he frantically removed his shirt and tie and tossed them across the room. Jillian marveled at the cut physique he exposed from beneath his stuffy white shirt.

Steven swayed the tip of his penis over her and she parted her lips and protruded her tongue willingly as he lifted her head and pushed himself into her mouth. He felt the underside of his shaft glide across the surface of her broad, wet tongue. He thrust in and out of the exquisite wetness of her mouth, moaning in delight.

Jillian’s hands opened and closed around imaginary body parts as she sucked on him while pinned between his thighs. As he leaned forwards to plunge deeper into her throat she could feel his balls resting on her chin.

Jillian made muffled noises as Steve throbbed in and out of her mouth. After repeating this several times he withdrew himself and lifted his shaft against his abdomen. He caressed himself as he let his sac fall onto Jillian’s face. She opened her lips in response, and with a roll of her tongue she captured one of his balls and turned it inside her mouth.

“My God you’re dirty.” Steve grunted. “But fuck, you’re awesome.”

Steven shifted himself so he was straddling Jillian just below her large breasts. He then placed his cock between her fleshy mounds and squeezed them around him, engulfing them in her warmth. As he slid his shaft back and forth within the softness of her flesh, his pre-cum lubricated her soft chest. Jillian craned her neck upward and licked the tip of his cock as it appeared periodically from between her tits.

“Fuck I’m on fire, Steve, fuck me. Be my fuck buddy and fuck me.” Jillian rolled on top of Steve and spread her legs to mount.

“Our secret, right?” She said to him as she held his cock in an upright position beneath her dripping pussy lips, ready to guide him inside her.

“Biological needs.” Steve said in a husky voice.

Jillian descended on Steve slowly, enjoying every inch of him until their pelvises met and he was deeply inside her. They both ground against each other and Jillian leaned forward and braced her hands on his chest as she milked him. Her mouth lay open as she panted just above her swinging breasts. Steve could feel her hot breath descend from between her chest and onto his face. He responded to her gentle rotations by thrusting upward into her. As he did this repeatedly, his thrusts became more frantic and Jillian began to gasp and moan as their momentum grew quicker.

“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,” Both were grunting as their arousal peaked.

Needing to take control, Steve rolled himself on top of Jillian once again and held her legs apart at her calves as he thrust in and out of her with an unabated tempo. Their bodies slapped together as their flesh and muscles tightened with the on come of their orgasms. Steve leaned forwards and pressed his mouth against Jillian’s neck as he satiated his physical needs. Jillian’s legs flailed wildly as his pelvis thrust into her over and over again with an unrelenting urgency.

“Fffffuckkk” Jillian pressed her word out between her lips as the veins in her neck protruded and her legs began to shake. “Aaahhhhhh!” she screeched. Suddenly Steve stifled her screams with his hand. As he covered her mouth he slipped his fingers between her lips. Jillian responded by sucking on his fingers forcefully.

Steve could feel Jillian tighten around his shaft. Their bodies glistened with perspiration as the heat they generated from their bodies filled the room. Convulsions shook her body as Steve’s repetitive motions triggered her climax. She dug her fingers into his back, bracing herself from her bodies spasms. She could feel herself gush around the girth of his cock as he pressed it inside her shaking pelvis.

As her hips bucked wildly Steve’s waves of orgasm took control of him and the pressure that mounted in him sought a release.

“Aaaaahhhhhh” Steve gasped as he released his cum in spasm after spasm, into the delicious slickness of Jillian’s pussy.

He lay over her, resting between her breasts as his thrusts turned into gentler pulses in and out of her. The noisy sounds of their sex abated to the sounds of their breathing as they recovered from their sex. The two of them collapsed in an exhausted embrace. Steve’s pants of relief felt cool on Jillian’s heated flesh.

“Mmmmm. Stay inside me, Steve, just for a few more minutes.”

The two of them relished the feeling of their after sex. Jillian gently caressed Steve’s naked back as he lay on top of her.

“You feel incredible, Jillian. I’m not going anywhere.” Both smiled at each other.

“Who do you think would ever believe what we just did?” Steve asked

“No one. That’s why you are the perfect fuck buddy. What do you say?”

Steve looked at her. “Finally, something comes out of your mouth that I can agree with.” They both laughed.

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