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Stephanie continued to bob his cock in her mouth ash he came, shooting his hot sticky cum in her mouth. She waiting until he was finished then she slipped him out of her mouth. She swallowed. Locking her lips, she licked all the cum off of him. "You taste so yummy."
 
He really couldn't believe what had just happened. It was like a dream... except that dreams never turned out so... perfectly.

"Wow... Stephanie," he finally said, once he could speak. "That was simply... incredible..." It was like a whole new word was needed to describe what he had just experienced.

His body was still trembling, but he managed to sit up, bringing her very close to himself.

He was timid, yet still desired her... very, very much.

"I don't know... just how to... thank you..." And then he leaned closer, their lips meeting. He tasted something very different... yet... compelling. Their kiss deepened, his hand going to her breast.

He moaned in a deep way as their tongues met.
 
Jaycie sighed, as she grabbed her backpack, Ipod, and cell phone. Her golden brown eyes wandered the streets, as she left her fairly new fosters' house, as she walked out. She had to control the urge to go over to their car, and steal it. She walked quickly past the car, and on to the sidewalk. She wore, a pink cropped tank top, tight jeans, and her usual pink converse. Her blonde hair, falling loosely down to her lower back, as a hand slipped through it. Her pushed one ear bud into her ear, and blasted Rhianna's new song "Imma Rockstar."

Walking down the sidewalk, escaping into her own little world, as she walked towards the school. She was getting there way early, an hour or so before school actually started. Her backpack fell over her shoulder, as she finally got to school. She slipped through the doors, and walked inside. Walking quickly, she headed up the stairs, up to the dance studios. Pushing the doors open, she smiled, then slipped into the changing room, and changed into a pair of black dance shorts. Grabbing her ipod from her backpack, she slipped it into the speaker cord, and selected her dance playlist, before starting to dance. Her body flowing smoothly with the beat of the song, her hair falling around her, as she danced.
 
Andy Hardlin was particularly bored this day. A sophomore at State, he was between projects and didn't feel like hanging out at the House for another morning before his 11:00 class, his first of the day. Wandering the campus, he decided to head up to the dance studio... maybe for some music... maybe for some movement... maybe for some release... maybe just for nothing.

In many ways, Andy was still drifting. He had joined the house at the beginning of this school year, but having not declared a majoy, he still hadn't found his niche.

What he had going for him was a magnetic personality and the ability to be a friend with anyone. As much as anything, that had to do with the fact that he was bi-sexual, very open to lots of personalities. He was 5, 11, weighed 165 pounds, and had deep blue eyes. As anybody could tell you, Andy lived very much in the moment. And at that moment, the dance studio was calling. It was early morning, not quite 8:00. The studio would almost certainly be empty.

He arrived on the third floor and all was quiet. He nearly turned around and exited the building until he heard movement. No music... only movement. And that's when he first saw her.

He eased to the doorway. He didn't mean to stare, but he was... captivated.

His gaze never broke. He watched her move... a girl, a woman really, in fluid motion.
 
Jaycie smiled, letting her body move with the music. Her blonde hair moving wildly as she danced, this was her everything. This was her life. She didn't even notice that someone, a guy, had entered the studio. She just kept dancing, her focus was on her dancing. She was lost in her own little world, and as far as she was concerned, no one was going to intrude on her own little dance that she was performing.

Jaycie was new to the campus, a new sophomore that just started at the university. She was a dance major, and this was exactly why. She loved to dance, and have a good time. She threw in some of her signature hip hop moves, and then stopped mid move when she noticed the male that was standing in the doorway watching her. She didn't know how long he had been there, as her eyes narrowed slightly.

"May I help you?" She questioned, her voice sharp, accusing.
 
Andy's eyes went wide with some mixture of fear and horror. What was she thinking of him? Did she think he was some kind of pervert? He had truly just been taken by the... beauty of her movements.

Instinctively he took a couple of steps back.

"I'm... I'm sorry..." The embarrassment in his voice was obvious, and sincere. "I... I really didn't mean any harm. I just... heard the movement, and looked in..." He had to look down; he was blushing darkly. "And I couldn't look away." Whatever Andy's other faults, he wasn't a liar.

"I'm... Andy. And your dancing is very, very... beautiful." Provocative, sensual were other words that came to mind... but beautiful was the best, given the circumstances.

If only I could drop dead right now, he thought to himself.
 
Stephanie smiled at his, and put her hand at his neck and kissed him deeply. She ran her other hand on his chest, leaning him back so he was lying down again as she kept kissing him. Pressing her body against his.
 
Jaycie couldn't help but smirk as the male stepped back, an eye brow raised as she listened to his excuses. It was comical, and she had to hold back a laugh. Her features softened, as she watched the male.

"Andy, eh? Well, I'm Jaycie. And, thanks, I think." She commented, a light smile on her features, as she watched him.

"You dance?" She questioned, looking at herself in the mirror, and then back at the male. Waiting for a response, she ran a hand through her blonde hair.
 
Will needed some "down time" after what he'd just experienced, but with attention Stephanie was showering him with... not much.

Their kisses rapidly became heated, and as he lay back on the pillow, his hands beaconed her up to lay next to him... or on top of him.

Her full breasts pressed against the hair of his chest, causing his pulse to spike even higher.

Their legs intertwined as their tongues began a lude dance. His hands slid down her back, grasping her ass, pulling her closer.

She was not resisting.
Andy's fear softened, but he was still plenty nervous. He took a step forward, then leaned against a chair that was by the door as he chewed his lower lip.

"uh, hi, Jaycie... it's nice... to meet you." His upbringing told him he should offer to shake her hand, but his mind argued. No fuckin' way. Instead he looked at the floor. Her beauty, or was it her confidence?, was oddly intimidating.

Her question about dancing hung in the air; it demanded a response. "Well, uh... not really," he replied, assuming she knew what he was responding to. "Not like you, anyway..."

He glanced back at her. "How'd you get so good, anyway?"
 
Stephanie let out a soft moan as she grinded against him. She moved from kissing his lips to his neck. Nipping lighty as she ran her tongue on his neck. She ran her fingers through his hair, rubbing against him.
 
Jaycie smirked as she watched Andy look at the floor. Yes, to some her confidence could be intimidating to some, as it was proving to be for the male. She smirked, a glance was casted toward the male as he answered her question.

"Nice to meet you too, Andy." She commented, a small smile upon her lips.

"No one can dance like me, but that doesn't stop others from trying." She replied, almost coolly.

Her eyes met his as he glanced at her, "How did I get so good? Let's just say that I have been dancing for a number of years, and sometimes for not the best of circumstances." She replied, looking away from him.
 
Will was being driven crazy with desire. As she began to nibble at his neck, he tried to form words.

"You'd better... be careful there... you might just..." The words trailed off; he forgot what he was trying to say.

Her skin was unbelievably soft to his hands, which went from her ass to her back to her sides, to the edges of her breasts, to her hair. Two words came to his mind. Contact sport.

Their legs intertangled, they moved to their sides, and then, somehow, she was on her back. His left knee was between her legs, his right on the far side of her left leg. He paused, propping himself up my his arms, extended. He looked at her a moment, his eyes scanning her hair, strewn across the pillow, to her gorgeous face, to her neck, moving on down to her upper chest. And then he just stared a moment at her breasts, lying there, full of invitation.

He glanced up at her eyes once more, seeking non-verbal permission, before he lowered down, his lips pressed against the soft skin, so white, so pure.
Jaycie's last statement, along with the way she broke eye contact with him, changed the dynamics entirely. Having known his own share of rejection over his 19 years, he recognized vulnerability in others, and knew just how to touch it without exploiting it.

Andy took a gamble. Taking a couple of tentative steps toward her, he risked himself.

"Can you teach me to dance? I mean, maybe you can help me get a little better..."

His dark blue eyes were penetrating.
 
Stephanie smiled at him, as if giving him permission. She put her hands above her head again. Waiting for his next move. She rubbed her smooth leg on his, she leaned her body towards him, biting her lip.
 
Carefully, lovingly, Will took her left breast in both of his hand, carressing it lightly, as though holding a baby chick. His tongue extended and he swirled around her nipple, immediately causing a response he had not anticipated. She (her nipple... it didn't seem right to call anything so lovely and tender an 'it') began to thicken and lengthen, ever so slightly... but to his sensitive tongue, it was a perceptable change. 'She' became erect, drawing his lips to herself, so that he first took her nipple, but then the entire areola, into his mouth, gently tugging and sucking while his tongue continued to swirl.

He found the whole experience terribly erotic, and hoped that she did, too.
 
Stephanie moaned slightly at the sensation he was giving her. "Oh Will.." she said in a whisper. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter by the second. She ran her fingers through his hair and the other hand stayed above her head. She wrapped her leg around his, rubbing it up and down as she closed her eyes.
 
He moaned at the mention of his name, then moved his mouth toher other side, causing that nipple to swell as well. Her nipples, however, were not all that were growing erect.

As he suckled, he looked up, seeing the pleasure on her face. The touch of her body against his was glorious.

He wanted more... so much more... but would take his time. He was not going to rush this moment.
 
Jaycie let her hand run through her hair, as she looked back at him, as he took a few steps toward her. Thoughts and memories that she hadn't had in her mind were pulsing across her mind, as she tried to shove them back into the back of her mind.

Jaycie narrowed her eyes slightly, then cast her eyes over the male once, before speaking. "Well, that depends....I teach you to dance, what's in it for me?" Her vocals commented, as she glanced at him once more.

Her own golden brown eyes met his, as she waited for an answer.
 
He liked this girl, already.

"How 'bout I take you out for dinner... if i do good enough?" He paused, breathing in deeply. He could feel his heart start to race.
 
Stephanie licked her lips and continued her soft moans. "Oh Will.." she said quietly, "I want you so bad.." she pressed her lower body to him. Pleasure clouded her mind, she didn't know what else to say. He was driving her crazy.
 
Will's desire for Stephanie was peaking as well. Her moans made his suck with greater vigor, and finally one hand, his left one, left her breast and trailed down her belly until it came to her moist opening. With his index and middle fingers he spread her labia, having gotten to know them quite well with his tongue not that much earlier.

His fingers slipped inside her, reveling in the slick wetness that coated her pussy... and now him.
 
"Oh Will.." she moaned as he slipped his fingers inside her. Her breathing grew heavy and her heart began to race. She pressed her body closer to him. "I want you inside me, Will.." she said in a whisper, as she bit her lip, waiting for his response.
 
He couldn't help but tease just a little. His desire was to drive her wild with want for him.

His fingers went deeper within her, her wetness flowing freely. He loved the warmth of her inner body.

Pulling his mouth from her enlarged nipple, he asked innocently, "I thought I was inside you..."
 
She let out a soft laugh, "You know what I mean.." she licked her lips. Her body was aching with want, "Oh Will.." she moaned slightly. He was driving her crazy, her body was on fire. She wanted him so badly, she couldn't take it anymore.
 
His fingers continued their playing, their movements, touching, stroking, pleasing, deeper and deeper inside her pussy.

"In my jeans... I have a condom..." he offered. He wasn't sure how she'd respond, but the last thing he'd need was to be a daddy. The guys at BEdZ were drilled in being careful.

He paused his sucking on her breast, long enough to see her response. But then added, "I really want you, too, Stephanie!" He was aching to enter her.
 
She leaned up to his ear, "Then what are you waiting for?" she asked in a whisper, kissing his neck softly. She ground her body against him. She couldn't wait anymore. She just wanted him right now.
 
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