1. Finals Frenzy


    Date: 1/10/2016, Categories: College Sex, Author: eve_mercurio, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    “God he is cute.” I think to myself as I watch him walk in front of me. I try not to be obvious as my eyes trail up his figure and settle on his face. I catch myself ogling at him and a small blush crosses my cheeks. My fingers dance across the keyboard of my phone in an attempt to distract myself. “Hottie Alert!” Message sent to Alyssa. I quickly text my bestie, while stepping behind him. We were standing in line at the university’s coffee shop. It was finals season and the trail of sleep deprived and stressed students littered the hallways. Although it was 8 o’clock at night, the line to get a cup of coffee was twenty people long. In truth, I wasn't worried about my finals. I was doing well in all my classes being the goodie two shoes that I was. Cute. Nice. Smart. Innocent Jean. The phone in my hand vibrates with a response. “Live a little :)” Message received from Alyssa I bite my lip, debating whether I should break my good girl streak. Six months of sexual tension since my last boyfriend, and I only had a couple of toys to ease the appetite of my purring kitten. Putting my phone in my pocket, I look up at the “prospect”. There was an undeniable tingle pooling in my lower abdomen. I wanted him. But we can't always get what we want. Some men claim that they argue between their penis and their brains. In my case, I was arguing between my kitten and my common sense. Occasionally, she just wanted a new toy to play with but had quickly found out that one night stands didn't ...
    really suit her. Looking back at my phone, I reread the message. Live a little. The phrase keeps echoing in my head. Could I? Should I? My kitty was fighting to take control. It was not simply a want, but a different persona; the untamed manifestation of sexuality hidden underneath every single “good girl”. “I’m a good girl. I shouldn't do it.” I think and try to argue, but who was I kidding. It was time to let my kitten out to play. She wanted him and wasn't going to take no for an answer. I lick my lips and look down at my feet, wishing I had chosen something nicer to wear. Live a little. My eyes dart up at him and I bite my lip looking for a conversation starter. His eyes catch mine and I blush. He flashes a toothy grin and all of my confidence disappears. I was caught staring and I was sure my blush went from a light pink to a bright red. “What would you recommend?” He asks me, pointing at the menu. “Depends on what you’re looking for.” “I don’t really like the taste of coffee and I hate caramel or tea.” “Well, aren't you a picky one?” I joke, turning my attention to the menu. “Hey I’m paying for it.” He argues. “So you need something sweet and something that can keep you up right?” “I’m studying all night for finals, so yes.” He replies. Our school had a final frenzy week that opened up the entire library and its study rooms for twenty four hours straight. He wouldn’t be the only one staying there all night. I pause and stare at him, straight in the eyes. My eyes graze ...
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