ADULT content.
Callie's POV
I'm pushing on the leg of a young woman I don't know. We still haven't exchanged names. I really came back to the dorm room of a stranger! Maybe it's my brain that is injured rather than my shoulder. I can't apply enough pressure on her leg because of my shoulder. Her left leg is spread to where I can push on her knee. I don't get much of a response from her so I guess this isn't working.
Next, I'll try to massage the area with permission of course. Still...nothing... I put her leg back to its resting postion. She sighs, we both know this isn't going as planned.
She chimes in, "You wouldn't make a very good massage therapist, I hope that's not your major."
A chortle escapes my lungs. I cross my arms. "I'm a bio major, thanks. How about you, umm-?" I leave space in my sentence for her name to be revealed.
"Oh yeah, it's Arizona," she states matter of factly.
"Like the state? Okay..." I realize that may or may not sound insulting.
She pulls herself up into a seated position on the bed. She goes on, "Well I, Arizona, like the state, " she gestures to herself, " am an athletic training major. Second-year by the way. I also wanted to point out that I can give you a much better message than you are currently giving me." I find her tone to be flirty. Even if it's not really, in my head it totally is.
I plan to play along. So I scoff, "You're barely qualified."
She smiles raising a brow, "You should come to find out then, huh?." She pats the spot next to her, inviting me to join her.
I move to where I could climb into her bed. Whoa into her bed. I move to where I could climb into her bed on the right side of her. I can feel her eyes on me, but I don't look at her directly. Assuming she's about to massage my shoulder, I climb in to lie on my stomach.
Just as I do this, Arizona gets up. She announces, "I need to get a towel, and you need to get your top off." I hear shuffling behind me while I get myself comfortable.
The shuffling lessens. She comes back, "Okay, here you go." I flip onto my back to look at her. She's holding a bright pink towel in her right hand.
Do I have any inhibitions about taking my top off? Am I doing this?
I mimic her previous position and sit up. I reach my arms over my head, hook onto my uniform top and pull it off my body. It falls somewhere next to me. I should note that my uniform top comes with a built-in sports bra so I don't wear a bra underneath. I've just exposed my bare chest to this beautiful blonde stranger.
Her mouth all but drops. I guess she wasn't expecting that. I wasn't either honestly. But I thought her intentions with inviting me back to her room were clear. Getting naked wasn't a requirement, it was and still is a hope of mine though.
She remains standing at the foot of the bed holding the towel. Propping my body up some on the hands, I scoot down to her. I can feel her eyes quickly scan my body then back up to my face to meet my own. I'm sitting with my legs bent behind me.
I'm the first to speak in saying, "I'm not sure you'll need that Arizona."
Smirking she replies, "And I thought I was being too forward." I watch her go back to her closet. She walks back rather slowly. I slump back, pull my legs from under me and let them hang off the bed, waiting for her. She's getting closer and closer. She walks up to stand in between my legs.
She bends over leaning into my left ear. I can feel her every breath on my neck and ear as she tells me, "As amazing as my current view is, I'd still like you to lie on your front."
I peer my head up. Her intense blues have darkened. I question her request, "Yeah?"
I get a breathy "Please."
I do what she wants. Spin my body around and climb back in, carefully placing my chest, stomach, the front of thighs and legs onto the bed. A body comes over me with legs open, nearly touching my waist. I feel a push tiny, wet and welcomed sensation on my skin in a trail. The blonde leaves kisses down the side of my neck.
She presses her thumbs into my rotator cuff. It's a little tender there. She increases pressure as she starts doing circles. I push my bottom lip between my teeth to stifle what I assume would be a moan. The way this seems to be going, there'll be plenty of time for that. That being said, this feels so good. She continues this for a few moments. And I don't know how, but I think she's doing better than the trainer did earlier. Or maybe it's that I'm distracted by feelings in other, more southern parts of my body this time around.
She stops.
Soon after her face meets mine and our lips touch. I immediately part my lips. Our mouths are sandwiched as our lips embrace each other. She plants a few more open mouth kisses on me, they are well received.
Her hands travel down my sides, they come in contact with the sides of my breasts. She reaches my hips. I sense her palm my buttcheeks over my shorts; she gives them a hard deliberate squeeze. I wiggle a little as a result. I've become aware of the heartbeat that's present in between my legs.
"Take it off. All of it," I try to be firm in obsecration.
Arizona tugs on the waistline of my shorts and pulls it down my thighs and over my knees. Next, I know my panties are pulls to the side. My legs are now closed because having my shorts at my knees have made it difficult to keep them apart.
The anticipation is killing me. As the pulse between my thighs becomes more prominent, a finger is being slid up and down my folds. She slips a single finger inside, where she is met by moisture. She inches out, then puts it back all the way in. She does this thing where she swirls her finger. She's fucking doing massaging circles inside of me!
"Nhmm," I moan appreciatively. Her circles have made me even wetter. She rids me of her finger. She tugs on my shorts once again to take them off completely. When I can tell that the garment is no longer on my body, she comes back up. This time though, it's different. Before I could sense that she had her shirt on. Now, I feel pebbled nipples melting into my back. Man do I wish I had a better view.
She requests, "I need you to ease off the bed a little." She helps to get me into a position where I'm only my knees and elbows with my back arched.
Her nipples are back, pressing into me. She snakes her arm around my pelvis and onto my abdomen. Her fingers are flattened so I feel them all on me at once. She reaches down to come in contact with my clit. Her touch is ever so slightly until it's not. I thought I'd lose my mind when she makes her first swipe at my bud. if I wasn't wet before... When she does complete that first swipe, I'm reeling. In a second, she does another. Then another. Then another.
She kisses my back. She does another swipe. The pressure deep deep inside my gut is building up amazingly. If she keeps this up, I'll soon have my first orgasm of this encounter.
And she does. God, I'm so close. Her skilled fingers make another round trip and that does it. I feel the deep vibrations that are an orgasm. She stops her actions completely. Her body is no longer on my own. Just as I'm about to miss the contact, she pushes what I think are two strong fingers inside me. Her thrusts are fast and satisfying. She's really putting in work back there. Squishy sounds are a result of her work.
OOh and there I go. I grab a fist full of the sheets under me. I'm trying to hold on. I really don't want this to be over so soon. She's pushing. I try breathing through my mouth to prolong this wonderful experience. "OOh," Oh," I drive air through my mouth. A deep breath and my diaphragm expands. Air goes out once more.
There's now a twisting thing going on as she enters and pulls out of my center.
"Sh-shit!" I won't last much longer.
The blonde calls out, "You're good?" She sounds worried. I only briefly recognize the worry in her voice as I feel the familiar pull in my lower stomach. A small pool escapes. I'm coming again. This time it's around her fingers. She knows, her movements have slowed.
Still Callie's POV
I've come down from my high, returned to the earth. My stomach's unclenched. My previous postion has turned into me laying flat on the bed. Arizona's next to me. And I think it's her turn now. It'd be a sad trip back to school if I don't get to return the favor.
I roll over to meet her face. I find that she was already looking at me. "That's was great." Her dimples pop when she smiles as a 'you're welcome.' I go in to kiss either cheek where her dimples have made an indentation. She plants a deep kiss onto my lips. She gets one back.
She takes my hand, gently gliding it down her body. I touch in between her breast, down her stomach then to where I feel like I need to be.
"Have you been naked this whole time?" I make my surprise known.
She somehow places herself into a postion where my hand is sandwiched between her legs. She starts rolling her hips back and forth, essentially riding my hand. How can one person be this damn hot?
"Have I been?" She pretends to not know what it is that I'm talking about. I move to hover over her. Kissing every inch of her upper body that I could. Her soft moans only encouraging me. I reach her chest. Two beautiful mounds poking out at me. Taking in the sight for just a second longer, I go in to introduce myself.
Aaliyah: We're about done. Wya?
At this point, I'm dressed and hanging out Arizona. We've moved to watch tv. I don't know it just didn't feel right to leave yet. Now, I have to. I've found out in this short amount of time that she's really sweet and ridiculously funny. Her personality makes her that much more attractive. Today was good. I'm happy to have met her.
I let her know that I do indeed have to go. She gives a pouting expression. I laugh. Did I add that she's cute too? Psychically, yeah but also in her mannerisms. I mean she knows I'd have to go sometime.
Now standing, almost out the door, she finally gets up to take me back to the track. I'm guessing it's a far walk though, given that we got driven here.
Callie: I'm omw back.
We're walking in full swing. We have little time to get back. I'm trying to keep up with the runs and light jogs she's doing right now. There are some friendly hi's along the way as the people on her campus know and are friendly with her. She returns the hi's quickly in between the hustle and bustle.
I jokingly mention, "They're probably wondering who the fuck I am."
I wasn't expecting much but a chuckle maybe? Nah uh, she brushes my comment off with, "Let 'em wonder." Cool?
it gets quiet again.
We keep making progress in our stroll. I'm a little surprised when she slows down some. I almost walk right into her. It's apparent that she's about to speak. We're in tow when she does speak. "I'd just like to say, that I had fun. It's obvious, but I had to say it out loud, to you."
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