Snow was falling two inches an hour. There was no way to keep up, hell we were barely able to see. The heavy snow was suppose to continue for at least twelve hours. Driving home was not safe. Luckily classes were not in session, so we went to the empty dorms to sleep.
I parked my loader, thinking of nothing but a hot shower as I went into the dorm. To my surprise, I saw Tracey, peeking into a room. Petite Tracey, so very attractive, her light blue eyes, dimpled cheeks, lips, not thin, nor pouting, perfect, to me. She parts hair hair on the side, dark brown, thick, a sexy mane laying on her right shoulder.
The carpet muffled my work boots, I sneaked up on her. It's twenty outside, even with my gloves on, my hands were freezing, she jumped a foot when I touched her neck. She called me a fucking ass, laughing, I love a woman not afraid of talking dirty. "Are you taking that room? Or are you into voyeurism?" She laughed, blushing a little, but not answering. I motioned to the room across the hall, "I'll take that one."
"No bed in there, this is the only room that has beds." I peeked into the room, three beds, pink walls, I was in the girls dorm. "We can share," smiling, she said, "no biting." She blocked the doorway, "there is an admission price though." Smiling myself, "what price?" She didn't answer me, just motioned me in.
Tracey was wearing brown cover all's over her clothes. It was a bad winter, many pain in the asses snow storms. I've taken many peeks as she put on and taken off her bulky cover all's. What guy wouldn't? Bending over, her small ass in her painted on tight jeans. One time in the break room, we always dress there to do battle with the snow. She stood on a small three seat couch, kicking off, wiggling down her cover all's. I said, "if I tried that, I would be on the floor." She smiled, I wasn't sure if she understood me, hard to talk with my tongue hanging out the way it was. Matt, a co-worker, yelled out, "wait, I have a few dollars."
"Sit on the bed, don't undress...yet." She was unsnapping her rubber boots, looked up at me, smiling. I suddenly felt a worm of fear in my stomach. She reached out her hand as she kicked off her boots, holding mine for balance. I watched as she sensually squirmed out of her brown cover. She sat on the bed opposite me, "my turn." Her turn? Did she really mean what I thought? Hiding my fear, afraid of being laughed at is mine, a woman saying that's it?!
"How far?" I was standing up, my knees shaky. "That's up to you, if your good, I might slip you a few singles." Her smile wasn't mocking, but it was daring me, I don't back down from dares.
I kicked my boots off, I wear an insulated cold suit since I sit on the loader. It is not bulky like her's, the zipper goes from neck to groin, loud in the silence of the room. She watched as I didn't wiggle, or dance my suit down my legs, I'm no stripper.
She had a curious look in her eyes, wondering how far I would go. I pulled my shirt over my head, no undershirt, or thermals, the body suit does keep me warm, for a time, that is. A smile touched her lips, seeing me bare chested for the first time. Her eyes followed my hands as they loosened my belt, unsnapped my pants, pulled the zipper down. It's teeth separating, very loud. I was as hard as nature endowed me, I think she liked. It's shape was quite evident in my briefs. Her pupils grew large, her lips opened a little. I let my jeans fall to my feet, kicking them off, feeling my cock moving around, her eyes moving up and down me. I pulled off my briefs, letting her see my shaved cock, noticing her upper chest, just below her collar bone, the skin becoming red. I read some women do that when they are very turned on. After kicking off my briefs, I stroked myself with my right hand, I took a step towards her.
Her breathing was rising, clearly she liked watching me stroking myself, my hand rubbing my balls with each down stroke. She is into voyeurism, her eyes glancing up at me before going back to my cock. Her lips open, she licked them as she took off her glasses. Another step, her hands reached me, moving mine away, she rubbed my cock, my balls. She kissed my jewels, her soft lips tender, making me exhale sharply. My hands rested on her head, feeling her lips traveling up my shaft, her tongue following. She sucked the cap, rubbing her lips over it, then letting it pop into her mouth. I tugged her shirt up, seeing her naked skin, she pulled away from me so I could pull her shirt over her head, then sucked my cock back into her mouth. I thought she would suck the skin right off my cock. I fumbled with her bra, finally unsnapping it, Easing her down on the bed, kissing her lips, her bra falling out of my hand.
The way she kisses, drove me insane, I felt my cock dripping as her soft hand stroked it. Her tongue was a wild serpent in my mouth. Her breasts are tiny, but her nipples, long, stiff, my tongue flicking them, teeth grazing as her arms possessively wrapped around me.
My lips burned on her skin as I kissed down her body. She was already unsnapping her jeans as my tongue swirled in her naval. She was wearing pantyhose under her jeans as I peeled them down her legs. To keep warm outside, of course. A woman allowing me to take her clothes off is hot, letting me see her most private naked skin as I pulled her hose and panties down. My eyes feasted on thin lips, moist, she spread her legs as I licked, kissed, devoured her sweet pussy. She is not loud, her soft mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm's became throaty moans, very soft. But her body bucks, her hips rose and fell as I sucked her clit into my mouth. Her hand pushed my head down into her, cumming, her legs squeezing, her thighs pressing hard against my temples.
Her hand guided me into her tight, silk pussy. My mind spun as I rolled my hips, filling her, my cock squeezed as her thighs clamped against my hips. I felt her cum, a river of pleasure engulf my cock. Her kisses, intense, moaning her throaty release into my mouth, her tongue leading me in its dance.
Her body fucked mine, pussy sliding as I thrust. My body fucked her, filling her with fast, deep strokes. Her orgasms were hard, I know, my hips are still sore, I think their out of joint. I was about to cum, I whispered so as she stole my breath kissing me. "Let me watch?" I pulled out, on my knees, in between hers. My hand stroked, her cum, hot, sticky on my cock. I stroked like mad squishy sounds filling the room. She watching, I groaned loud, feeling my cum rushing up the shaft. A long arc of cum shot out, landing on her tiny tit. There was more, but it wouldn't come out, I was stuck, forever feeling the intense pleasure building, but no release. Her hand stroked me, I suddenly let go, my cum shot out, landing on the left side of her dimpled cheek, her lips, chin, neck, ribbons of seed, the rest, large drops raining down on her breasts and stomach as I groaned out loud, her hand pumping every drop out of me.