Dave moaned as Steffi’s tongue licked a trail from his balls to the tip of his aching cock.

“Oh, fuck, that feels good!”

She looked up and grinned. “That’s nothing; wait till you feel the back of my throat.”

He pursed his lips and leaned back in the chair as the hot little co-ed kept her promise and rocked his world.

Her fingers played deftly with his sac while her tongue swirled around the head, occasionally dipping into the slit. As she took him deeper, one inch at a time, into her willing mouth, he couldn’t help but grab two handfuls of her red hair, pushing down to help guide himself in all the way.

Most girls would be gagging by now. But it was clear to Dave that Steffi was not like other girls. Her oral skills were extraordinary.

For a brief moment, he let that thought bother him, wondering just how many cocks the self-proclaimed slut had devoured. But it felt too damn good being there for him to worry long. Besides, he didn’t plan to marry this girl. He just planned to use her—the same way she would use him. Their connection would be purely physical and would help them get through being forced by their parents to attend a Christian college.

Dave closed his eyes and wondered for a moment who was enjoying this more. Steffi was moaning on his rod, and that was so fuckin’ sexy. He’d never experienced such an enthusiastic blow job. She was really into it!

Fucking her throat relentlessly, Dave felt his balls tighten. Each thrust brought an obscene-sounding squelch that brought him closer and closer to the edge.

“That’s right, baby, take that thick shaft in your throat. Suck it like a good girl. I’m gonna shoot my load… Ahhh, fuckkk!”

His balls felt like they were trapped in a vise for a moment, then he let loose, cumming longer and harder than he ever had. Even his solo sessions had never been this intense.

True to her word, Steffi swallowed every drop. Then she smiled wickedly and said, “My turn.”

“Holy shit, Steffi! You weren’t fuckin’ kidding. You certainly didn’t oversell your skillset. If anything, you were far too modest. That was, hands down, the best blow job I’ve ever received. Trade places with me and let’s see if I can properly return the favor. I’ve never had any complaints about my oral prowess, but I’ve also never had a girl like you spread her legs for me.”

Vowing silently to step up his game, Dave heard the Monty Python line that John Cleese stated in The Meaning of Life, “We have all these possibilities before we stampede to the clitoris.”

So, instead of diving right in, which was his usual M.O., he took a page out of his sister’s romance novel and planted several erotic kisses on Steffi’s inner thighs.

“Jesus, Dave, you’re killing me here; just eat my pussy!” Steffi barked impatiently.

Here he was, trying to be suave in his approach, and she was scolding him!

“Did I tell you how to suck my dick? Let me do things my way,” he answered crossly. “Be a good girl, and maybe I’ll prove myself worthy of fucking that needy pussy of yours. But first, if I recall, I have to earn it by showing I know my way around a cunt with my fingers and tongue. So, hush! I know what you need.”

Steffi’s face couldn’t have looked more stunned. It was obvious she was not used to being spoken to like that. But rather than arguing, she inhaled sharply and said, “Fine. But you’d better blow my mind if you think that big prick is going anywhere near my tight, wet hole.”

“Message received. Now, shut up and let me show you how a real man eats pussy.”

Steffi smiled but said nothing. Clearly Dave was no pushover. He was a man who knew what he wanted, and that was a huge turn-on. She’d chosen the perfect partner for college sexcapades.

Once he felt assured that she wouldn’t interrupt again, Dave continued his erotic onslaught, kissing and touching everywhere except her clit. It drove Steffi wild, but she didn’t complain again; she simply tried to wriggle her body so her pearl would find its way into his mouth.

“Is someone needy?” he asked coyly.

“God, yes! Please!”

He inserted a single finger between her swollen labia and felt her tightness clamp down around it as if holding it captive. Her soft moans were like an aphrodisiac, encouraging him to add first a second, then a third finger. Within seconds, she was writhing and begging.

“Please, Dave, for the love of God…”

His tongue flicked her hard little nub, sending her hips into overdrive. And when he added finger number four, her back arched and she flooded his mouth with the sweetest nectar he’d ever tasted.

“Oh, my fucking Goddd!” she screamed as she came almost violently.

Dave looked up and grinned. “Did I make you see God, Steff?”

She was still panting as she nodded yes.

“Good, then my work here is done.”

“What?” she asked incredulously. “You earned my pussy. Why would you leave now?”

“I never fuck on the first date. I don’t want to come off as being too easy,” he said as he wiped his chin.

Steffi opened her mouth to protest, but quickly closed it again. She had hit the jackpot with this guy; best not to chase him away by being too bossy or, worse yet, too needy.

“Sure, yeah. Same here. I was just testing you.”

“You’re a lot of fun, Steffi Barnes. I love being your new boyfriend.”

“I’ll just bet you do. Well, that goes double here, Dave. I’d say we are well suited. When will I see you again?”

“I’m going home for the weekend, so I won’t be around. But Monday, after classes, I can text you and see if you wanna hang or whatever.” He was aiming to sound casual, even though his heart was racing.

“Sure, that sounds good.”

“Well, I’d stick around, but today’s tutoring lesson has come to an end,” Dave said, winking.

Steffi frowned, and then it dawned on her. “Oh, right, math tutor. Got it.”

After putting himself back together, he leaned in for a kiss that had them both reeling.

When he turned to go, Steffi said, “Hey, Dave. Don’t fuck anyone this weekend, okay?”

Dave smirked. “You either. I want you hungry for me.”

When she was alone, she touched her lips where moments ago, Dave had kissed her so passionately he’d left her tender. Oh, she’d be hungry for him, alright. And he’d be the same for her, she imagined.

And though she had initially considered hunting around campus this weekend for another eager bad boy, she considered the promise she and Dave had just made and decided it would be worth waiting for him.

That didn’t mean she was placing too much importance on the boyfriend/girlfriend thing, right? After all, she had a perfectly good vibrator if she wanted to play solo.

But she knew that all weekend long, she’d be looking forward to Monday.