“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 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.

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.

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.

“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…