The faint light of morning began to seep through the curtains, colouring the room in a soft, golden hue.
"Ahh- Huhh...."
The morning air was still and quiet, broken only by the sound of shallow breaths and whispers of desire.
"Ohh my..."
Arghhh- baby...."
Maya's body was pressed against mine, her warmth and weight grounding in the mont.
Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, tickling my chest as her lips traced the curve of my neck. The sex of the early hour made the world outside feel distant—college, responsibilities, all of it forgotten in the haze of our connection as we rush to make love.
"Ah... yes... harder," she gasped, her voice trembling with urgency.
Her moans, raw and unrestrained, echoed through the small flat, filling the silence with a rhythm of passion.
My hands gripped her ass, guiding her movents as we beca lost in each other.
"Fucking yeah baby....arghhh-" I groaned.
Maya was over , her body moving rhythmically as she rode my dick under the tangled sheets. The soft rustle of fabric and her breathy moans filled the room, her hands resting on my chest for support.
I reached up, squeezing both of her balls firmly, feeling her body shudder at my touch.
"Ahh—" she gasped, her eyes closing as she felt the sensation of getting fucked and boobs being squeezed hard.
I grabbed her ass, flipping her onto the bed effortlessly, and gripped her butt as I thrust into her.
"Ehehe Yeahh- ahh...."
She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling down into a deep kiss, her fingers tangling in my hair. Each of my movents made her cry out against my lips, our breaths mingling.
*Ring* *Ring*
The sudden sound of her phone ringing interrupted us. She groaned, pulling back. "Hold on," she muttered, crawling to the side of the bed to grab it.
Still lying on her stomach, she answered with a sweet, casual voice that made smirk. "Hey! Good Morning babe!"
...
"Yeah, I'm just getting ready for college," she said, the lie slipping easily from her lips as though she wasn't just monts ago moaning my na.
I leaned over her, running a hand teasingly down her back,tracing her ass and my fingers slid lower, in between of her legs, brushing against her labia.
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She shot a warning glance, her cheeks flushing, but she didn't stop the call.
The mischievous glint in my eyes didn't go unnoticed. I positioned myself behind her, spreading her thighs slightly. Slowly, I pushed my rock hard cock into her, feeling her body tense. She bit her lip hard, struggling to keep her voice steady.
"Ah—uh, yeah," she stamred into the phone, her voice faltering as I moved inside her. "I might be a little late... Don't wait up," she added, her voice tinged with the shiver.
The thrill of the situation spurred on. I started thrusting my dick and leaned forward, her ass moving the rhythm of enjoying my thrusts. I kissed her neck and trailing my lips down her shoulder as she whimpered beneath .
"Uhh-Hmphhh..."
She gripped the pillow tightly, her face flushed as she focused on finishing the call.
"I'm eating right now," she said hastily. Her eyes t mine, narrowed in a playful glare, and I couldn't resist a smirk. "Gotta go!" She ended the call, tossing the phone aside with a sigh.
"You're eating, huh?" I teased, my voice low as I pressed my cock deeper into her. "And being eaten by ."
"Ahh fuck You...ahhh....hehe..."
She laughed softly, turning her head to glance at . "Hehe, shut up," she said, her voice breathless but amused.
I captured her lips in a rough kiss, her laughter fading into moans as we moved together.
*Slap* *Slap*
"Yeah....more..."
"Arghhh...ahhuhh..."
The tension between us built until her cries filled the room, matched by the rhythmic slapping sound of our bodies eting.
Monts later, we collapsed onto the bed, breathless and satisfied. Her pussy dripping with my cum, like a valley opened its gap to release the thick white liquid.
I brushed a strand of hair from her face, kissing her forehead softly before we reluctantly got up to get ready for the day.
Over breakfast, I leaned back in my chair, watching her tie her hair into a neat ponytail. "That was a good ti together," I said with a smirk.
Maya looked up, her expression mischievous. "Truly," she replied, her lips quirking into a sly smile.
Maya and I left my house together, stepping into the cool morning air. We walked side by side, the silence between us broken occasionally by light conversation.
Before long, the towering gates of the college ca into view. Standing there, waiting for us, were Claire and Zayn. Claire was the first to notice us, her sharp eyes lighting up with curiosity.
"Good morning!" she called out cheerfully, her grin stretching wide.
"Morning," we replied in unison, the usual greetings exchanged.
But Claire, ever the mischief-maker, wasn't about to let things slide so easily. She tilted her head, her grin turning sly. "Why are you two coming together? Suspicious..."
Her teasing tone hung in the air, and Maya, true to form, closed her eyes briefly, exhaling as if she couldn't be bothered.
"How childish," she said plainly, brushing off Claire's remark. Without missing a beat, she added, "I'll be back after talking to my class teacher about sothing."
With that, she turned and walked away, her deanor cool and composed, as if nothing had ever happened.
Claire rolled her eyes, her hands on her hips. "How boring," she muttered under her breath, watching Maya's retreating figure.
I shrugged, playing it casual. "Nah, we just t halfway while coming to college," I said smoothly. The lie ca out effortlessly—what else could I say? There was no way I could admit we'd spent the night together fucking.
Before the conversation could go any further, Natasha appeared, joining our little group with her usual shy smile.
Soon, we were all together, the energy shifting as we fell into the noise of the festival.
"Alright, let's go!" I said, clapping my hands to rally the group. "Day two of the festival. Let's do it."
Claire punched the air, her excitent contagious. "Hell yeah! We're gonna blast them all away!"
Natasha and Zayn exchanged a glance, their faces heating up as they tried to mimic our enthusiasm. Natasha raised her fist timidly, her cheeks pink, while Zayn followed suit, clearly feeling a bit awkward.
Even Maya, who had rejoined us by now, raised her fist without a shred of expression, her face as neutral as ever.
Claire groaned dramatically, throwing her hands up. "Co on, Maya! At least *pretend* to be excited!"
But Maya, as always, remained unbothered, her quiet presence grounding the group as we headed toward the festival grounds, ready to take on the day.
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