Red Wine

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My heart was pounding against my chest when I got into the elevator. I felt myself becoming breathless as I walked down her floor, looking for her room number. I swallowed with anticipation as I stood in front of her door and knocked.

Finally, when the door opened, my mind immediately went blank. Whatever I was thinking or was going to say had exited from the premise of my brain as I stood motionlessly at her doorstep.

There she was, dressed in nothing but a black oversized sweater with the words "CELINE" printed in white capital letters right across her chest that stopped right above her knees, showing off her slender legs. Her hair was partially wet, and her skin was glowing. The cherry scent of her body wash invaded my nostrils.

No words were exchanged between us. Instead, she moved aside, permitting me to enter her dorm. It was medium-sized. Her desk, bookshelf and bed were placed right next to each other near the window. In the far-left corner was her closet. It was your standard dorm for a typical university student.

The moment I heard the sound of her door being closed and locked; I wasted no time and gently pushed her against it, crashing my lips against hers.

I pressed my arm right above her head and moved my hand to her neck as I deepened the kiss. I placed my knee between her legs. I pulled away so I could have a good look at her. She stared back with hooded eyes burning with lust and desire and her mouth hanging slightly ajar. I brushed my thumb against her lower lip.

I didn't know if I was dreaming because everything felt so surreal. It was hard to believe that I was standing in front of her in her dorm about to do something crazy – something I promised myself I'd never do. I was going to violate and cross a boundary I had placed for myself and the people I was involved with. If I was going this route, there was no going back.

But then again, I had crossed that boundary twice already and I doubt if I had anything to lose.

I kissed her several times over, slowly and sensually. She moaned, moving her lips rhythmically with my own. Her hands were in my hair, tugging it and brushing my scalp with her slender fingers. I shivered and groaned as I felt my pants becoming tighter. Our heads were switching positions after every two minutes or so. The kiss grew hotter as our hands roamed each other's bodies. Our breaths became rushed and uneven.

Lisa pulled away with a gasp as I swept her off her feet and straddled her legs around my waist.

She's so light, I thought.

I laid her down on top of her twin-sized bed. My clothes were already discarded from my body, leaving me in nothing but my black Calvin Klein boxers. Lisa's sweater was hiked up to her chest, putting her black lace knickers and exposed breasts on full display.

I leaned down and kissed her lips before I started kissing and licking her neck. She tilted her head up and squirmed underneath me.

"What about what you said before?" she gasped out.

"So what?" I responded.

I moved to her tits. They were exactly how I imagined them to be – not too big, not too small.

"Hey... can you... turn down the lights please..."

"No way," I looked at her. "I wanna see all of you. I want to know for sure that this isn't a dream and that I'm not crazy."

She smiled and pushed me, silently telling me that she wanted us to switch. I obliged and shifted positions. She was now straddling my waist.

She leaned in and kissed me once, twice, thrice. I moved her hair backwards. She slid down from my chest and went inside my boxer. I gasped sharply when her hand made contact with my throbbing manhood.

"You're so hard," she whispered against my lips, giving it a gentle squeeze, which caused me to moan.

"Don't be a tease," I retorted breathlessly.

She giggled and gave me a peck on the lips before reaching for her desk drawer and taking out a condom.

"You're prepared," I mused as I helped her take off my boxers.

"My floormates insisted keep some just in case," she slipped the condom on and took off her sweatshirt. "If you're here to have a good time might as well play it safe, right?"

"That's not really why I'm here," I switched our positions back.

"Then why are you here?" she asked.

I looked at her without saying a word. That was a good question. One I didn't have the answer to, nor was sure I knew the answer.

"Only one way to find out," I replied.

Lisa was silent. I took it as her deciding to dwell on the subject.

I kissed her once again and slid my hand into her knickers where her wet womanhood was. She gasped and hummed when I inserted a digit and started pumping inside her slowly.

"I want you," she whispered desperately.

I pulled her knickers off and settled between her legs. I rubbed my cock against her core slowly. After waiting for a few seconds, I slowly pushed inside her, and I was welcomed into a soft and warm velvety heaven. Lisa's eyes and mouth were wide open at the feeling of her walls being stretched out. She was so warm, and I was only halfway in.

"You okay?" I asked.

She didn't say anything, but she managed to nod. I groaned as I pushed further until I was all the way in. Our faces were nuzzled in each other's necks. Slowly and gently, I started stroking in and out of her. I felt Lisa's body relaxing and started hearing her breathy moans. She moved her hips to match my thrusts.

"Ollie," she moaned my name.

I pinned her wrists above her head and started quickening my strokes.

I was close to reaching my orgasm and I could tell that she was too. Then, she arched her back and I thrust inside her one last time. We both moaned and felt our bodies tense when we reached our climax. Her legs shook while I emptied my load into the condom.

I fell on top of her. We were panting as though we had just finished a cross-country marathon. Our bodies were glistened and covered in sweat. I was so exhausted I could fall asleep right there and then.