Cherry Chapstick

Locker-room Lovers

A few days had passed since myself and Amy's "roommate welcoming" evening and she had showed me around the school. Boarding school was just like normal school, apart from the hot sex with your very hot and very gay roommate (I loved that part). Amy's in most of my classes, yes. Every chance I get, I gaze at those chestnut brown curls, fall from her slim shoulders and onto her shoulder blades. Her hair drops down to her perky, goddess-like breasts, which slightly bounce with every adjustment she makes. Her full green eyes take over me when I speak and all I can focus on are those plump red lips, covered in glossy, cherry chapstick. Whenever I close my eyes, her lips are touching mine and our tongues are intertwined, just like our first night. Call me crazy, but you don't know her.

Today, I joined the volleyball team (literally the gayest sport) and practise is on every lunch. I walked into the gym to find Amy warming up. Her face lit up when I walked in, which made me melt. She jogged over and stood right in front of me. She's about an inch taller but it felt like five, She was wearing her tight, fitted shorts that gripped onto each firm ass cheek, her long-sleeved team top, with the team's name plastered across her chest. The top was low, leaving out some cleavage, which almost made me drool, as well as seeing those muscular thighs run across the court. "Glad you're joining Soph" she smirked, stroking my braclet again. "I can't wait to see you, in only this", she whispered in my ear, lips brushing against my cartilage. Amy tugged the jewellery and spun back around to begin warming up, and her teammates entered the hall. She knew I was checking her out. I was so surprised, "Amy didn't just think it was a once time thing?", my heart skipped a beat.

I was told to watch the team play first, to see their tactics and how they work, but I just watched Amy in slow motion. Her breasts moved up, revealing her cleavage when she went for the smash over the net. Her ass jiggled and her hair bounced, as she slid across the floor, saving the ball. At the end of practise, she was sweating. Not disgusting man sweating, but sexy and hot sweat, like a baywatch lifeguard. She poured the water over her face, trickling down her neck and onto her breasts. Drops of cold water touched her nipples, making her shiver so slightly, teasing me. She knew I was watching as she smirked at me when she saw my mouth wide open, practically drooling. She tossed her head toward the empty locker room, we were the only ones left in the hall.

Amy grapped my hand and we ran into the locker room, knowing what was ahead. She seductively slammed the door shut and locked it quickly, yet effortlessly. Amy turned to face me, looking excited and eager. I moved closer, making her walk back to the door, "You were amazing Ams, but now it's my turn for you to watch me" I whispered in her ear, returning the favour. I found her lips and we passionately kissed eachother, hands swarming the other's body. I wrapped my hands around her waist, touching and clutching the skin between the shorts band and her top. Amy grapped my neck and moved her tongue around my mouth. I pushed her hips against the wall, straddling her ass, as I continued to kiss those warm lips. Amy's hands travelled down my back, unclipped my bra, and let out a soft moan when I held her cheeks. "Now was my chance, to please her" I thought. I held her thighs, moving to the bench while Amy took off my top, still biting my lip.

I lay her down on the bench, still holding one leg against my waist. Our crotchs were softly rubbing off eachother, which made us both more eager to get the clothes off. Amy ripped off her top as I started to trace my lips down her neck. Our bare breasts were pounding violently off one another and Amy's gasps filled my ears. I went faster on her sensitive nipples as she began to moan louder and her chest go higher and higher. I could tell she wanted me inside of her, so I listened. I slid my two fingers across her underwear, teasing her when I heard her mumble, "please Soph, I need you in me". I pumped my fingers into her soaking pussy, staying in rhythm and also pounding our breasts together. We were both breathing heavily and moaning even louder.