Alice_(3)

As I sat in the student lounge at The Art Institute, I looked around the room. A guy was becoming frustrated with a vending machine, a girl was packing up her mac book and another girl playing video games. It was just a normal day at school. Just waiting for class to start with nothing to do for the next two hours. I thought about how I could continue on a homework assignment, but allowed my lazy side to come out.

“Fuck, I wish I had something to do other than homework.” I said to myself. “This damn place gets way to quiet.” Just after I thought that, my cell phone began playing I Touch Myself by Blondie. I guess someone had decided to text me today. It was Alice, this girl that I had been drooling over since my first quarter. Damn was she hot, about 5’8”, hundred something pounds, on the lighter side, nice tits, about a B, small C. Muscles and sex lines in all the right ways.

“Hey, I need your help, will you meet me in 218?” the text said. I packed up my shit and started walking up the stairs to go see what she needed.

“Alice?” I called out, getting into the room. She called out from the light room so I walked in and couldn’t see her. “Um Alice?”

“Over here Sammie” I followed her voice and found her, leaning against the wall looking up at me with her hair covering part of her face, her eyes playfully teasing me. She was unbuttoning her shirt slowly, showing off her chest and stomach. I smirked and set my bag down, walking over to her, just about to put my hand on her waist when she stopped me. “Nuh-uh, no touching.” She smirked and slid her shirt off her shoulders and ran her hands through her hair.

“Fuck that!” I grabbed her arms and pinned her to the wall, pressing my body firmly against hers. My mouth was on her neck in an instant, sucking, biting, and massaging her skin with my tongue.

“Oh my god, Sammie stop…mmmmmmnnnnngggghhhhh,” She moaned as my mouth sucked down her neck to her collar bone. I grabbed her waist and massaged her hip, pulling her body against mine, moving my hand up her flat stomach to massage her tit. I pulled her bra away from her, ripping off a strap. Her bare shoulder was completely exposed to me, so I moved my mouth to her shoulder and began to bite firmly down on her skin. I wrapped my hand around her elbow, loosened her from the wall and twisted her around, pinning her to the wall, this time facing away from me.