That Friday, I set off for the meeting in my best bib and tucker, hoping to
get there early enough to stop in the hotel first. But traffic being what
it is I eventually arrived with minutes to spare, having searched for the
pub in the wrong place first.

I managed to identify the sisters quite easily from Claire’s description,
and to my pleasant surprise her description wasn’t stretching the truth, in
fact it hardly did them justice. Both were very pretty and in their early
twenties.

I introduced myself and we chatted generally for a while. Claire being the
oldest of the sisters was 25, blonde with large blue eyes, about 5′ 11″,
with a tanned, slim and athletic figure. From what I could see though she
had large firm breasts. Tracy, the other sister, was younger than Claire by
two years. She had very long black hair in a pony tail. Again tall, about
5′ 9″, with a fuller figure, but not fat and milky translucent white skin.

able to do what I wanted without having to justify everything in front of

my parents. I enrolled in Business Management and enjoyed both my fellow

students and the course.

Apart from studying hard, I spend most of the time hanging around with my

friends at the student union or in one of the many bars in Town. Each Friday

night most of the students went to the student union. It was always a hugh

party with the large dance floor in the basement, the two bars on the ground

floor and another dance floor on the top floor. Where as the basement was

know for pop and house, the top floor offered a much more relaxing but also

more exciting. The music was better, a much more interesting mix of various

styles like industrial, dance and independent. I am not to much into music

but I enjoyed it more upstairs, where the lightning wasn’t so flashy and the

girls more grown-up.

That particular Friday Dan, Mike and I walked first to the sports bar on the

ground floor. After a couple of pints in town we got another round of lager

before we decided to check the union out. As usual most students got

completely drunk in the basement and we walked upstairs. At 11:30 it was

still quiet and we found a table to sit down, listening to the music,

talking and checking out the girls arriving. Most of them looked average but

even though, most of them had a nice body and dressed sexy, either in tops

and tight jeans or short skirts. Some of them even turned up in nearly see

through tops. As every Friday it was a good show and by 12 the place was

crowed. Most of the girls danced in small groups, surrounded by fellow

students watching them.

I got up and walked to the bar, getting another round of lager when I saw

Clair. Clair is a cute girl from our course, a bit smaller than I, about

5′5. Her body seemed to be perfect and her tight top covered some nicely

shaped breasts. She smiled at me when she saw me and I made my way through

the crowed to meet her.

“Hey Clair, how you’re doing?”

“Fine Tom, and you?”

“I am great, just thirsty. I am getting another round. You want to join us?”

“Sure… I am waiting for Sandra, she should be here.”

“Haven’t seen her, Clair.” I reply.

“She’s late, as always.”

She took my arm and we tried to get through to the bar. Pressing through the

body’s was difficult. Just two bartenders to serve maybe 20 people waiting

and as soon as one person was leaving, he was replaced by two new students.

Clair guided us the way through to the bar since girls always got some

space, where as I was pressed and pushed all the time. Clair turned around

to me and I saw her smile…

“We’re nearly there… what you get?”

“Three pints of lager.”

Clair turned around and took my hands and continued leading the way directly

in front of the bar. I saw her great body in the tight beige jeans and the

red tank-top, I saw the straps of the red bra, her neck, her short black

hair. Something happened in the back of the students waiting at the bar. I

got pushed against Clair violently, getting in contact with her body… but

she just looked at me, took my arms around her waist, holding me and leaning

against me. I was surprised but said nothing, instead enjoying the feeling

of her body.

Than it was Clairs turn, she bend over the bar, talking to the Student who

was working as a bartender. I have seen him a couple of times around the

university but didn’t knew him. While Clair bend over to order the drinks, I

felt her pushing her bottom even stronger against me, right against my hips.

I felt something awakening between my legs. Clair got the drinks, turned

around with two beers in her hands.

“You gonna help me?”

I was a bit lost, a moment ago enjoying a nice erotic pressure and now being

pushed back into reality…

“Sure…” was all I could say.

She took the other two pints and this time she followed me to the place Dan

and Mike were waiting.

“It was about time, Tom, we already though of deploying a SAR-Team.”

“Yeah… I am thirsty. What took you so long…?”

And than they realized Clair was there as well. Both had a big grin and made

some space so Clair could join us. Enjoying our beers we mainly talked about

your courses and whether we liked our choices, the other students and profs.

A bit later Sandra arrived with another guy we didn’t knew. Sandra didn’t

stay long but headed of to dance not fare from us. The guy had his eyes all

over Sandra’s body. Sandra was a bit taller than Clair, about my size and

had larger breasts. And judging how they bounced up and down while dancing

Sandra didn’t wear a bra.

“who’s that guy with Sandra” Mike asked Clair.

“Some 3rd year. Studies Law, don’t know him much.” Sandra replied watching

them closely.

“Always the same…” Dan said.

“What?” I asked him.

“3rd and 2nd years always get the great girls.”

Sadly I let my eyes stray from Dan to Clair and realized she was watching

me…

“Lets go dancing” she said, taking my hand and pushing me up.

We moved on the dance floor and started dancing. Clair stayed very close,

touching me occasionally, dancing very erotic. We moved closer to Sandra and

that guy. It seemed to me that Clair was up to something but I didn’t knew

what nor did I care… dancing with Clair was great and I just wanted to

enjoy this experience. Clair didn’t only get us closer to Sandra but she

also dance much closer to me, contact wasn’t occasionally anymore but

constant and I felt how hard I got…

Clair started to embrace me, I felt her breath on my neck and the bulge in

my jeans pressing against her body. While dancing even closer, while feeling

my erection growing, her lips touched my ears… some air was blown over my

skin, it felt like electricity. Soon she started bitting and moaning softly

in my ear while I had the feeling that an orkan was storming through my body

and that my manhood would rip the jeans apart. The lack of space was

uncomfortable but this strong erotic feeling… I didn’t want to miss this,

didn’t want to stop.

The song stopped and Clair used to short break to look in my eyes. I felt

electrified and had the urge to kiss her. However, the decision was taken

from me… Clair kissed me softly… I looked again in her eyes and this

time it wasn’t a soft kiss but we looked our mouths, our tongues played with

each other. ages passed… I don’t know how long we kissed but Clair broke

the kiss and dragged me to the door. Seems like she wanted to leave and I

was already looking forward…

I followed Clair but she turned left into the first floor instead of

continuing the way down to the basement where the cloakroom is…

“Lets find a place…”

“W…h..” I tried to say.

“Shhht” Clair said, killing anything I tried to say with a wet kiss… She

grabbed my jeans and dragged me to one of the conference rooms in the side

wing of the student union.

“Guess we won’t be disturbed here.” Clair sad, pushing me in this anonymous

room and closing the door behind us. Apart from the streetlight which

entered through the windows the room was empty apart from 4 large basic

tables in the center and 12 chairs grouped around them. The walls were

covered with some posters and a notice board. Nothing personal…

“Tom…” Clair said, looking at me. Somehow her voice sounded shy,

insecure…

I walked up to her and took her in my arms. I felt her arms around me, her

soft kiss against my throat and than she broke contact. Chris moved

backwards to the table and took of her top and let it fall to the floor. I

saw her in her bra, even though it was to dark to see the color I knew it

was red. I followed her, we kissed again while my hands moved softly over

her back…

Clair pushed my t-shirt up, we had to break our kiss so she could push it

over my head. She pushed me a bit back and opened the buttons of my jeans,

pushing them together with my boxer down. She dropped down on her knees and

I felt the soft touch of her lips… it was so exiting, I though it was a

dream and suddenly I will wake up alone in bed.

But instead of waking up I felt Clair softly liking my hard shaft, I felt

the tip of her tongue gliding over my hot flesh leaving a soft wet track. It

was great, I just couldn’t believe it that she was giving me a blow job in

the student union. I felt so hot, so excited and the energy waves raced

through my body, the soft pressure in my balls. I knew if she continued like

that I would explode shortly.

I took her shoulders and pushed her up. It was to dark to really look in her

eyes. I felt like saying something but instead I kissed her on her lips,

just to feel that her tongue tried to find a way between my lips to great

me. I opened my mouth and our kiss was looked again.

I was standing nude, the jeans around my ankle in front of Clair… but I

didn’t care. I enjoyed her touches, her fingertips gliding over my back, her

tongue playing with mine. I broke the Kiss and tried to step one step back

but I fell over my own jeans hanging around my feet. Clair started to laugh

loudly.

“Shhht Clair, someone will hear us.”

“That’s so funny Tom…”

“What?”

“You falling down…”

“You’re making fun of me?” I said pretending to be insulted.

Clair came next to me… I saw up her legs as she stood there… Clair

reached to her back and opened her bra, dropping it on my body. She slipped

out of her shoes and started opening her jeans slowly…

“You… you’re…?”

Clair stepped out of her jeans and let it drop next to us. She got down and

kissed me and if felt her hand reaching for my hard dick. She turned around

and started softly sucking my head again. Her hot, wet and soft lips felt so

good. I touched her and I was nearly able to kiss her legs. I turned and

started licking and kissing her soft skin. Clair moved over my head,

spreading her legs… she lowered herself and I could smell her sex, touch

it with my nose, feel the heat… I pushed my head up… touched her with my

tongue… I felt a shiver as my tongue made first contact with her sex… it

was wet…

I couldn’t believe it, we were here, nude, sucking and licking each other.

If someone would enter… I did not care, this was better than the dirtiest

dreams and sexiest fantasies I had so fare.

She lowered her even more, pressing her sex on my mouth. I felt her soft

hair, my nose touched her inner lips, it was wet… I let my tongue explore

her womanhood, feeling the lips, feeling her slit, touching the outer side

of the deep tunnel… it was so hot, so wet, so good.

Clair got up and turned around, she bend over and we kissed. Her hand was

touching down her legs, taking my dick and placing the head softly between

her wet lips. I felt her softness and slowly she pressed herself on my

phallus. I was feeling this wet tight, hot passage which my flesh penetrated

and it was feeling so good. I let out a soft moan… I touched her tits and

started to play with her hard nipples. She was riding me softly crazy…

“Ahhh…” Clair moaned softly…

I was breathing loudly… I didn’t know how long we making love on the floor

but I felt the pressure building up…

“I…. i’mmm….”

Clair cut me of again with a deep kiss and her moves became faster as her

tongue penetrated my mouth while she rocked faster and faster on my dick. I

felt my balls tighten under her pumping, I felt my juices racing through my

body while waves were pulsing from my head through the stomach into my hips.

I was shacking when I felt my orgasm building up. Than I just exploded deep

in her… letting out a load moan… while Clair still kissed me and

continued riding me.

She came slowly to a stop, we were just holding each other while I tried to

recover. I felt my penis shrinking deep in her. She was so wet…

“Lets go.”

“Back?”

“No…” Clair sad… “where ever you want.”

We dressed and walked hand in hand back to the corridor. It was 1:30 and the

people were still dancing. We walked down to the basement and got our

jackets. Hand in Hand we walked slowly back to our halls of residence. We

walked past Security to our Tower. Clair was living on the 7th floor where

as my room was on the 3rd floor.

“It’s up 4 more floors, mine or yours Tom…?” Clair asked me… “mine got a

nice view in the morning, we can see the sun rising.”

“Lets get up another 4 flours” I day with a smile.

“If you can wait so long?”

We kissed and I felt her hands on my jeans again. She pushed me down on the

stairs and she opened the buttons, pushing down the jeans and slowly taking

my soft dick in her mouth. She slowly sucked my, while I rested, softly

stroking her hair.

I felt my dick harden again, it was so good. Suddenly we heard a door, than

steps, someone was walking up the stairs.

“Clair?” I asked her…

“hmmm” was all I heard… Clair continued sucking me but faster. I felt my

head pressing against her throat. She was moving faster, taking me deeper, I

felt her tongue under under my shaft, her hands playing with my balls…

The person came closer.. but the steps weren’t fast…

“Clair.. h… hurrry…” I moaned while feeling the pleasure of her mouth

but being afraid of someone catching us.

The steps came closer… soon that person would stand in front of us, seeing

Clair in front of me, giving me a blow job. But this feeling made me even

more excited, the feeling, the idea someone could walk into us… and I

exploded.

Clair was sucking my juices. I pushed her gentle away and got up. Clair

helped me closing the buttons and we kissed deeply tasting my seed. When the

person we heard all the time coming nearer, passed us, Clair jiggled like a

small kid. It was a fellow student, completely drunk, dragging himself up

the stairs. I looked at Clair and saw some of my creamy milk flowing down

her cheeks. I kissed it away and we walked the stairs up to her room…

Closing the door behind us, we pulled of our clothes as fast as possible.

Clair guided me to her bed and she spread her long legs wide. I moved down

between her legs, kissing the inside, moving up slowly to her wide open

lips, still wet of my cream I left there when we loved us the first time.

I moved up to her fruit, touching it softly, parting her lips and searching

her clit… finding it in the wet depths, hard… I touched it softly with

the tip of my tongue.

“Ahhhaaa” Clair moaned loudly…

I touched her clit with the top of my tongue, licking it, feeling her

shiffer even stronger…

“Ouahhh… Toahhhh… hhhmmm…. Ahhh!”

Clair pressed her sex against my face… I started sucking her clit. Placed

my lips softly around it, sucked the small hard clit…

“Ahhhaaa…”

I sucked harder and than let my tongue glide down into the wet depths of her

passion. Clair moaned louder…

“Tomm…”

I stop licking her, looking up in her eyes.

“Fuuuck meee pleeease…”

I moved up, turned her around and Clair kneed down on her knees in front of

me. I moved behind her, inserting my hard phallus in her wet tunnel,

thrusting in and out of her while she moaned loudly. She was so wet and I

hardly felt any friction. I felt just her wetness, her hot fluids coating my

hard dick deep in her. It felt good and I enjoyed how she moved her hips

against my body, how her buttocks rocked against me, pressing me even deeper

in her… I hold her bottom in my hand, massaging her firm ass, letting my

thumbs circle over the soft skin while I pumped her. Soon I felt my fluids

rising again but Clair started to shiffer, to shout, to spasm while she

thrusted her hard against me. I felt my juice shooting through my body when

she was shaken by her climax. I pumped my cum in her while she collapsed on

the bed and I fell on top of her…

I woke up the next morning, I felt naked, I was naked… I saw a naked body

next to me, the back of a woman with short brown hair. It wasn’t a dream…

and I felt my dick coming to life. I moved a bit nearer and but my arms

around Clair, pressing my body softly against her back. I felt my dick

reacting to the contact of her warm skin. Getting harder it rubbed against

Clairs buttocks. It felt good…

Clair seemed to enjoy it in her sleep, it seemed like her body reacted to my

touches, to my rubbing. Her buttocks moved against my dick or did I press

myself so hard against her? I don’t know but it seemed like she started

rocking herself against my hardness and I got harder. I pressed her body

harder against mine, I felt her back pressing against my chest and I felt my

dick between her legs rubbing up her bottom. The heat seemed to increase, my

pleasure was rising and I started to rub my hardness against between her

valley between her buttocks. I kissed softly her neck when I felt her hands

gliding softly over my hips. Soft moans escaped her half closed lips when I

pressed my shaft deeper…

It felt so good, it happened like two pieces just fitted together. My head

pressed against her rosette and Clair pressed softly against my dick. Slowly

she pressed herself on my shaft, my helmet entered her first…

“Ahhhaaa… ahhhaaa…”

“Shooot… I… stooo… stop? I asked her moaning…

“Nooo… juuust fuuuck… meee slooow… slooowlyyy…”

I thrusted gently deeper and I was overwhelmed by the heat, by this

tightness. it was so dry, so hot, so intense.

“Ahhhaaa… haaa… haaa… ahhh! Clair pressed herself even harder against

me… she seemed to shiffer, to bent, like a cat.

Somehow I was gliding, thrusting deep in her and suddenly I was in, letting

out a load moan.

Clair shouted her moan out load as well… pressing herself on my shaft,

burying me deep in her ass.

“Ahhhaaa…!

Clair collapsed, pressed against me, in my arms, my cock in her anus… we

both relaxed feeling my hardness deep in her.

“Its so intense Tom…” she softly moaned…

“So hot, so hard…”

“Tom, take me…” Clair moaned… “cum in me”

She twisted her body, our mouths meet and while we kissed we started rocking

again. Slowly and than faster, each stroke increased the pace. Soon I was

thrusting into Clair and she moved against my body, i felt the energy

building up in me, so differently… instead of the silky, wet and hot

portal a very tight and hot tunnel… it was too much for me and I exploded

instantly…