Lilith and her boyfriend had been cooped up all day, buried in books, trying to salvage their grades. A walk, a breath of fresh air, seemed like a distant dream. But they were clever, always finding ways to make even the dullest moments exciting.
They started with a dance, a subtle sway of hips, a gentle press of bodies. Then, things escalated. Clothes started coming off, tossed aside like unwanted pages. The bed, comfy and inviting, became their playground.
Lilith’s hand found his cock, already hard and ready. He groaned, pushing into her touch. She knew what he liked, what he craved. She guided him to her entrance, wet and eager. He thrust in, filling her completely. They fucked, slow at first, then faster, harder, chasing their pleasure.
He pulled out, his cock glistening with her arousal. She turned around, presenting her ass, looking back at him with a challenging smirk. He didn’t need more invitation. He pressed against her, his cock sliding between her cheeks. She pushed back, wanting more. He delivered, his cock slowly sinking into her ass.
Anal sex was their favorite kind of wild. The taboo, the intensity, the sheer fucking pleasure of it. He moved, she moved with him, panting, moaning. He could see her asshole, stretched and gaping, taking all of him. It was fucking hot.
They changed positions, her on top, riding his dick with her ass, taking control. He loved it, loved seeing her like this – wild, uninhibited. The books, the studying, all of it disappeared. It was just them, just fucking, just raw, primal pleasure.
