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In the following days, life settled into a slightly calmer rhythm as the excitement of Freshers Week faded, and the demands of university lectures took over. And what of my friends?

Dani, determined to explore her newfound freedom, had lost her virginity, but the encounter left her feeling unsatisfied as it had been over too quickly. She was still on the lookout for that hot boy who could fulfil her desires.

Leah and Dave’s fiery romance, on the other hand, had burned out quickly. While their physical connection was undeniable, Leah found herself craving more than just mind-blowing sex. “His cock is amazing – its literally twice the size of everyone else I’ve been with, his ass is amazing, and he’s the best fuck I’ve ever had.” she confided, “but he barely speaks and takes no interest in anything other than sex. It’s like having a dildo as a boyfriend!”

“Sounds like my ideal boyfriend.” Joked Hannah.

“Well, feel free to have a go on him if you want.” Laughed Leah.

Hannah continued to live life in her own whirlwind of passion and excitement. Through the thin walls of our shared accommodation, I heard the unmistakable sounds of her indulging in pleasure with different boys on consecutive nights, never holding back from exploring her desires.

And as for me, I decided it was time to give my poor cunt a much-needed rest after the wild rollercoaster of experiences—shocking and exhilarating—all packed into just 24 hours, during which I had three different boys. My body was in need of a break, and I could feel the emotional whirlwind settling in. The encounter with Chris had left me feeling all sorts of things, making me wonder if there was more to it than just the physical connection we shared.

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Well, my attempt at being a good girl didn’t actually last that long. It was only towards the end of the second week when I had my first class with Simon. Remember him from my first day? It felt like ages ago, but we had an incredibly hot night together. Despite feeling a little miffed that he hadn’t come to see me since then, I couldn’t deny that I hadn’t made an effort to reach out either. Not that I didn’t want to see him again, everything had just been a whirlwind.

So there I was, sitting alone in the lecture theatre, when suddenly, he appeared next to me with a cheerful “Carrie!” His presence instantly made me happy, and I hugged him tightly, feeling a jolt of desire as my breasts pressed against his chest through our clothes. A vivid flashback of our wild all-night sex session flooded my mind, and I found myself getting all horny again.

As the lecture droned on, I found myself struggling to pay attention. The subject matter was pretty boring, mainly about what to expect over the coming term, and all I could think about was Simon sitting next to me. Unable to withstand the temptation, I subtly moved my hand to rest on his thigh, feeling the warmth of his leg beneath my touch. To my delight, he responded by placing his hand on my leg, his fingers grazing the fabric of my jeans in a way that carried a clear message of desire.

Feeling the thrill of our little secret, I bit my lip to stifle a giggle. The lecture hall was filled with students, and no one around us had any idea of the silent exchange happening between Simon and me. It was both exhilarating and nerve-wracking, and I felt my heart race with anticipation.

As his fingers moved slightly higher on my leg, I shifted in my seat, trying to control the growing arousal that was building inside me. His touch was electrifying, and I couldn’t help but squirm slightly, seeking more of that tantalising contact. I silently begged him to move high enough to graze my clit through my jeans but he didn’t

Eventually, the lecture mercifully came to an end, and we both let out a sigh of relief. “That was excruciatingly dull,” Simon whispered in my ear, making me chuckle softly. “I couldn’t agree more,” I replied, my voice tinged with playfulness.

“We should grab a coffee or something,” he suggested, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

“I’d like that,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady as his fingers trailed a little higher, teasingly close to the edge of my inner thigh.

After leaving the lecture hall, we found a quiet corner in the café below the student union. As we sat across from each other, the sexual tension between us was palpable. We talked and laughed, but beneath the surface, there was an unspoken desire that crackled like electricity.

Unable to withstand the urge any longer, I took the lead, whispering in Simon’s ear, “Let’s find a place where we can be alone.” We didn’t have much time before the next class, but I was determined to have him all to myself. Spotting a nearby disabled toilet, I pulled him inside and locked the door behind us.

The excitement of our secret rendezvous overwhelmed us both. He kissed me passionately, pushing me back against the sink, and I eagerly responded, losing myself in the heat of the moment. “Fuck me,” I demanded, my desire for him burning brightly. “Fuck me hard”.

Simon’s demeanour shifted, and he took control in a way that sent shivers down my spine. He spun me around so that I was facing the sink and the mirror, and with a sense of urgency, he unbuttoned my jeans and forcefully pulled them down along with my knickers to my knees, baring my lower half. A gasp escaped my lips as I felt my arousal increase, my cunt becoming wet with anticipation and I pushed my ass back, presenting myself to him.

I watched myself in the mirror, feeling a mixture of excitement and vulnerability. Simon’s hand ventured between my legs, his fingers expertly exploring my folds and teasing my sensitive areas. My breath caught, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sensual scene unfolding before me.

With a firm grip, he traced circles on my clit, causing me to bite my lip to stifle a moan. His touch was electrifying, and I instinctively pressed back against him, craving more of his intimate caresses. Each stroke and movement intensified the pleasure, and I couldn’t help but arch my back, inviting him to take me even deeper into ecstasy.

Our desire was now unstoppable, and with urgency, he unbuttoned his own trousers and pulled them down just enough to free his hard cock. He pressed against my wet opening from behind, and we both couldn’t wait any longer. The smooth glide of him entering me sent waves of pleasure through my body, and I moaned in delight. The passion between us took control as he started fucking me hard, each powerful thrust taking us deeper into ecstasy.

As his hands explored my body, he reached up and almost grabbed my throat, not to choke me but to assert his dominance. His fingers pressed against the top of my throat, sending a thrill of excitement through me. It was an unbelievably erotic moment, and I surrendered myself to his grip, feeling a rush of arousal.

All the while, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the mirror. The sight of myself being taken from behind, my hand on my clit, and Simon’s hand around my neck was incredibly erotic. I watched myself as I wanked furiously, pleasure building with every stroke as he fucked me from behind.

The intense sensations brought me to the edge, and I came in a shuddering release. But he didn’t stop, and I found myself almost immediately climaxing a second time as he continued to pound into me with unrestrained passion. It was a mind-blowing experience, and I revelled in the intensity of it all.

But he didn’t slow down; if anything, his movements became more urgent, more desperate. I could tell he was close too, his breaths coming in short gasps, and I encouraged him to let go.

“Come inside me,” I moaned. The wondered of feeling him release his load deep inside me only added to the intensity of the moment.

With a low growl of pleasure, he gave one final powerful thrust and held it deep inside me as I felt him ejaculate within me. The sensation of his throbbing cock and his hot cum filling me sent shivers of pleasure through my entire body, and I clung to the sink, almost passing out, as we both rode the waves of our shared pleasure.

We stayed there for a moment, our bodies pressed together, breathing heavily. It was an intimate moment, a connection forged through passion and desire.

Eventually, we came down from the frantic high. He pulled out, and I felt his warm cum pour out of me onto the floor. Panting, I turned to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him passionately. “Fuck, Simon, that was so intense, where did that come from?” I asked, my heart still racing from the powerful encounter.

Simon embraced me in his arms, the warmth of our bodies still palpable from our passionate encounter. His eyes sparkled with a mix of satisfaction and affection as he held me close. “I don’t know,” he replied with a playful grin. “It’s like the moment we were together again, all that pent-up desire just exploded.”

I couldn’t help but giggle, feeling a mix of relief and excitement after such an intense release. “Well, I’m certainly not complaining,” I said, running my fingers through his hair. “That was beyond amazing.”

He leaned in to kiss me again, his lips soft and tender against mine. “You have no idea how much I’ve been wanting this,” he confessed. “Ever since that first night, you’ve been on my mind.”

A blush spread across my cheeks, the realisation that he had been thinking about me just as much as I had been thinking about him making me feel giddy with happiness. “I’ve been thinking about you too,” I admitted shyly. “I couldn’t stop replaying that night in my head.”

Feeling a renewed surge of arousal, I pressed my body against his, his throbbing but still hard cock against my abdomen igniting a familiar longing. “I don’t want to stop now,” I said, my voice filled with longing. “I want more of you.”

He didn’t need any more encouragement. With a passionate kiss, he lifted me up onto the sink, pressing me against the cool porcelain, and I eagerly wrapped my legs around his waist.

Our lips met again in a heated kiss. With one hand, he traced a path down my abdomen, stopping just above my throbbing clit. His fingers danced teasingly over the sensitive flesh, making me gasp and moan with pleasure.

I wanted him, needed him inside me again, and he seemed to sense it. Without hesitation, he positioned himself at my entrance, the tip of his hard cock brushing against my wet folds.

With a slow and deliberate thrust, he entered me once again, and I couldn’t help but cry out in pleasure. The feeling of him filling me, stretching me, was almost overwhelming, and I clung to him, lost in the sensations.

We moved together in perfect harmony, kissing at all times, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through my body. The rhythm was intoxicating, and I felt myself being carried away on a sea of pleasure.

As we quickly reached our peak once again, I felt a surge of ecstasy building within me. It was a familiar feeling, yet somehow even more intense than before.

“Come with me,” I whispered breathlessly, my fingers digging into his shoulders.

And with one final, powerful thrust, we both succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure, our bodies pulsating with release as he came a second time inside me.

Our bodies trembled with the intensity of our shared climax, and we held onto each other tightly as the waves of pleasure washed over us. Simon kissed me softly, his lips lingering against mine as we both tried to catch our breath.

As reality started to seep back in, we realised that we were still in a cramped and public space—a disabled toilet in the middle of the university campus. Hastily, we pulled our trousers up and straightened our clothes, trying to regain some semblance of composure.

“I can’t believe we just did that,” I said, giggling nervously as I adjusted my dishevelled hair. “My pants are going to be full of cum all day now!”

Simon grinned, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “I can’t believe I just came twice in a row like that,” he replied, his voice still husky with desire.

As we opened the door and stepped out of the restroom, we were met with curious glances from a few students passing by. We blushed, trying to act as nonchalant as feasible, but it was clear that everyone knew what we had been up to.

“We should probably get to our next lecture,” Simon said, trying to sound casual despite the lingering excitement in his voice.

I nodded, feeling a mix of exhilaration and awkwardness. “Yeah, definitely,” I replied, taking a deep breath to compose myself. “That was amazing though. See you later.”

“Yeah, it was,” Simon replied with a satisfied smile. “See you later, Carrie.”

With a playful wink, he turned and headed in the opposite direction, leaving me standing there with my heart still pounding from the intensity of our encounter. As I watched him walk away, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation for what the future held between us.

As I walked to my next lecture, my mind was buzzing with thoughts of both Simon and Chris. The memories of Simon’s intense passion and the way he made me feel sent waves of desire through me. Our connection was undeniable, and I couldn’t help but get lost in thoughts of our wild encounter. On the other hand, Chris had awakened a different sort of excitement within me. The exploration of our adventures made my heart race and think that there was so much more to find. Each of them had left their mark on me, and I couldn’t help but wonder about the paths that lay ahead with both of these captivating men. It was a whirlwind of emotions and desires, and I couldn’t wait to see where it all led.

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