I pull out and instinctively she seems to know what I want. She rolls over onto her hands and knees, giving me a view of that delicious ass. I take a moment to squeeze and bite it. She shivers when I run my tongue along her clit, to her stretched pussy, and then to her asshole. She gasps loudly as I poke at it with the tip of my tongue.

I shove my cock back into her pussy. Her body tightens around me and I fuck her from behind. Her generous ass jiggles with each thrust. For a petite girl, she has plenty of ass for me to enjoy. She yelps and giggles when I spank her. That’s when I know once with Claire Alverez won’t be nearly enough. I want to claim both sides of her, front and back, but the last part takes time. It takes trust. And it definitely takes some lube and some getting used to.

“Fuck, I’m going to come,” she cries. But I already knew that before she said anything. I can feel the muscles inside her start to flex and her legs start to shake.

I grab her hips and slam hard into her, trying to time things perfectly so we come at the same time.

She’s just one step ahead of me. She screams as her body shudders and convulses in the throes of a powerful orgasm. The clenching of her muscles causes me to burst. My cock unloads into the condom and my vision goes temporarily white and all thoughts suddenly go blank as my body is overcome with ecstasy.

I pull out. There’s a huge wet spot on the bed as though someone had spilled a glass of water. I’m shocked by the sight of it and look down at the condom, worried it may have broken. But it hasn’t. It’s fixed in place with my cum securely trapped inside. All of the wetness is her. It’s the hottest thing I’ve seen aside from her.

I lay down beside her and drape my arm around her waist, content and tired enough to fall asleep despite the party raging downstairs. I finally have Claire in my bed. It’s something I’d hoped for since I first saw her that day in the dorms, but wasn’t sure I’d ever get. There was always something slightly aloof and out of bounds about her. I don’t think I’ve ever been this content. My buddies always tease me about my obsession with her, and tell me that all pussies are alike and once I’ve had her, I’d get her out of my system and move on. But after having her once, I want more. She’s an addiction like I was afraid she would be.

Claire wiggles free from my grip and rolls off the bed. She grabs her bra and dress and slips them on. I see her panties on the ground and grab them. She doesn’t seem to be looking for them, so I slip them under my pillow.

She’s suddenly distant. What happened to that giggling, fun girl whose eyes were full of desire when she looked at me?

“Thanks for the good sex,” she says as she smooths her hair and wipes the mascara from beneath her eyes.

“Where are you going?” I ask, dumbfounded.

“I have classes in the morning.”

She leaves my room without saying anything else. I scramble to get my clothes on and chase after her. She’s already halfway down the stairs before I catch up. I didn’t even have time to put on my shoes. The floor is sticky on my bare feet. I crush popcorn and other people’s feet, apologizing as I go.

“Claire, what the hell?” I say, but the sound of my voice is soaked up by the music.

Her head swivels, looking for her friend. She finds her at the bottom of the stairs. The girl looks at Claire and smiles. I can just barely here her words when Claire talks to her. “I got my big dumb fuck for the night. We can go now.”

I stop in my tracks, my jaw falling open. Her friend glances at me and makes an oh shit face. She whispers something into Claire’s ear. Claire looks back at me over her shoulder. Our eyes lock. I try to remove any of the confusion and pain from them, staring at her blankly.

I’m still processing her words when I see flailing arms from the corner of my eye. I look over and see our team’s water boy choking. What happened between me and Claire is temporarily put on a shelf in my mind to deal with at another time. Right now I’m watching as the water boy’s face turns a frightening shade of blue.

I run over to him, slap him on the back, but nothing happens. I don’t know what to do as the guy starts to gag. He falls down and stops breathing. I kneel down next to him, trying to do something, but Claire comes up to us and shoves me out of the way. For such a small girl, she has a lot of power in that little body.

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