Back in my dorm, I throw my bag onto my chair and flop onto my bed to stare at the ceiling. I replay everything from class in my head a thousand times, analyzing from every angle, but no matter how much I reason or doubt, Tachibana Sensei is interested. . . in me!
Of course, thinking about her subtle and not-so-subtle advances keeps my blood pumping between my legs. I have class in twenty minutes, as does Eric, but. . .
I check my phone to be sure and take a second to estimate the time it takes to walk to the next building. I got time.
Pants and briefs around my ankles, I stretch out on my comforter and let my dick decompress. In the cool air, my scrotum tightens and hugs my balls close beneath my stiff member. The last of my cock tissue swells and I have the hardest erection I’ve had in weeks staring at me.
I grip it in my hand and feel the warmth radiating off my penis. The bulging veins give under my gentle fist and my sheathe slips over my cock head nicely. I pull my shirt and sweatshirt above my chest and circle my nipples with my middle finger and thumb. I shutter under my touch and my legs and ass seize in delight.
I’m back in the classroom with Sakura, behind a locked door. She undresses me with her eyes and I find myself butt-naked on display before her. She smiles and strokes her long ponytail over her shoulder, falling between her breasts and wrapping around her hip. Sakura bites her finger seductively and her eyes sparkle as she stares at my erection.
“Stroke it for me,” she demands as she spreads her legs wide, exposing her soaking lace thong. I obey and she joins me by rubbing herself through her wet panties. Smiling, I watch as she writhes under her own touch, panting and watching me through half-closed eyes.
“And stop.”
I do just as she does, letting go in my dorm room. With both hands, she rips open her blouse, popping buttons and revealing her lack of a bra. She grabs a weighty breast and takes her own nipple into her mouth while twisting the other between her thumb and forefinger.
“You too.” Her command breaks me out of my trance and I imitate the same gentle touching I’m doing in my room.
“Naughty boy.” She gives me a playful frown. “You want to keep stroking it, don’t you?”
I move my hand closer expectantly. “Uh, uh.” She smiles and continues to twist her nipples with her hands. “Not until I tell you. Now two hands, mister.”
I obey. And my cock throbs in longing as jolts of pleasure run down my body, from my nipples to my scrotum. Pre-cum leaks out of my head, cool and glistening as it runs down my cock.
“Oh, you poor thing,” she mocks, but then she has a hand on her mound again. I give her a pleading look, but she shakes her head. “Not today.”
My head burns as if with fever, from arousal and slight anger. She giggles and pulls her thong to the side to expose her shaved pussy. “You want it, don’t you?”
I nodded without taking my eyes away. Sakura slips two fingers inside and gasps, open-mouthed. She shutters involuntarily as she pumps her fingers in and out, flicking her clit with her thumb as she caresses her nipples with her other hand.
“You feel it building, don’t you?”
I do and I nod. She seems pleased, bit her lip, and nodded too.
“Come closer.”
I stumble forward and catch myself on a knee. “As much as I like you on your knees, begging, stand. I want your cock at eye level.”
I rise before her, kneeling on my bed, and let her blow gently over my cockhead. “Don’t stop. I certainly am not going to.”
Her breath tickles my cock in the best way I can imagine. The pre-cum feels cold down the length of my penis and she’s close enough that her breath feels warm. She leans forward and smiles up at me mischievously. “You want it?”
I nod so vigorously it scrambles my brain, causing me to fall forward on my bed.
Two mortifying things happen next, before the hottest experience in my life.
First, my head hits the cold glass of my window, so I realize I’m on full display to anyone outside.
Second, you’re standing on the sidewalk directly below, at just about the best possible viewing angle to not only see me, but see my face and recognize me.
My face flushes. You smile beautifully. I almost lose consciousness.
“Oh, fuck.” Sakura pulls her fingers out and rapidly rubs her clit and squirts all over me and the floor as I cum on her face from just nipple stimulation.
I pant with my forehead pressed against the window, my cock spasming from orgasming, my fingers pinching my nipples, and my cum sprayed all over the window. My head feels like it’s full of cotton, but I make eye contact with you briefly. You give me small applause and a thumbs up before I fall back, ready to die.
Possibly the best orgasm I’ve ever had. Not the worst way to die.
