Sophia

Rays of sunlight dancing into the dorm room through the gaps in her blinds awakened Sophia with their warmth that morning.  She gently brushed the sleep away from her eyelids with her fingertips as her the world came into focus through her dark brown irises.  She smiled knowingly to herself, as thoughts of last night flooded her mind… his rich, and seductively raspy voice describing unrestrainedly over the phone how he longed to touch her in the most intimate of places, in the most sexual of ways.  The moistness between her legs began to form, as she closed her eyes once more and focused on the sound of his voice.

The intoxication of the phone coverstion had Sophia in a state of sexual frustration. She knew she had to get ready for the long boring day ahead of her but could not stop thinking of those nasty things he said and how horny it was making her. She wanted to call him again right now and listen to him describe how he would use his big cock to stretch her tight pussy. She wanted him to tell her how he would tease her clit with his tongue through her panties until her pussy is so wet that his big cock would slide right into her virgin pussy. She wanted to hear his deep voice tell her he was going to bend her over and stick his tongue deep in her ass. She wanted to be driven into that state of ecstacy she knew only a filthy conversation with him could provide.   

Alas, it was already 6:30am and she had class at 8, which meant she barely had enough time to shower, grab a bite, and run down to main campus… but maybe she could spare a little time to take care of herself before heading out.  Sophia lay back down in bed and parted her thighs slightly, she slid her right hand between them and pressed a finger gently into the warm lips that yearned to be touched, and the moistness that had formed between them.  She closed her eyes and concentrated on hearing his voice in her mind as her fingers expertly found her engorged clitoris and sent soft waves of pleasure throughout her body.  An image formed in her mind, to accompany the voice that she heard, but it was of Matt, a one night stand that she had met months before… it was as though her mind and her motions were not connected, as her fingers continued to work her wetness despite the discrepancy.  Her mind drifted to Matt’s sister, Hannah, and how incredibly beautiful she was, her blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, her perfect breasts… Michael, her current flame would love Hannah.  They would have incredible fun together… and how intensely his eyes would focus on her as he thrust deeper and harder into her, while Hannah suckled her luscious breasts… Sophia’s fingers worked their magic on her body, one hand working her clitoris, never letting up on the waves of pleasure that emanated from her core, the other pushing fingers deep into her waiting, wanting, dripping slit.  Still, Sophia’s mind surged further onwards, including Michael’s best friend, Greg in the action.  Her body rapidly kicked itself into overdrive as she thought more about how sexy Greg was, with his brilliant green eyes and dark chestnut hair… he was the bartender who always gave her free drinks… even when he knew it could get him in trouble with his asshole manager… who, come to think about it, looked a lot like Will, the kid she was tutoring for his AP Calculus class… She started to tell herself what a good kid he was, despite his apparent inability to pay attention in class or obey his parents, when all of a sudden, her body took over and the most incredible, intense feeling of warmth and wetness overcame everything else in existence.  Sophia’s whole body trembled as wave after wave of breathtaking release washed over her.  It had been a long time since she had come this hard, she thought to herself, when she was rudely interrupted by another alarm going off.  Shit!  It was now 7:15 and she had to go down to main campus so as not to be late to class… She smiled as she pulled on her jeans and tshirt over her underwear, and thought to herself how intense and amazing her orgasm had just been, and it was all inspired by the thought of… William?  Oh, God, what?  Had she really come to the thought of the child she was tutoring, or had her brain just been moving so quickly and her body not been able to keep up with it?  What had just happened?  Sophia didn’t have time to decipher it now, as she ran out the door and down the hill to class.