Archive-name: Control/notagain.txt
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Archive-title: Not Again....


    I knew I was in trouble when she noteced me.  Almost any time we
passed eachother, going to classes or the dining hall, she was oblivious
to my presance.  But this time, as I saw her outside the dorm, she flashed
a grin that looked posativily evil.
    Late that night, I had forgotten all about it while watching Star Trek
in the launge with some friends.  She came in the door, looked around, and 
sat down on a couch far from the TV.  You wouldn't think, seing her in 
her plaid flanel shirt and her loos fitting jeans, but I knew that underneath
was a fine looking woman.  She had long, black, waivy hair, and deep brown
eyes.  Short and curvy, but through her baggy clothing you wouldn't know it.
    She didn't look at me when she sat, but I knew I was in for a long night.
    Star Trek ended, and my friends suspected things and nobody waited up 
for Letterman.  
    I sat down next to her, and was treated to a rare smile that was warm
but painfull to look at all the same.  We talked alot, but didn't say 
anything that ment something.  Eventually, as I knew she would, she 
invited me into her room, on the pretence of seing how she'd re-arranged 
things.
    Her room was small, but single-occupancy rooms were uncommon in the
residence halls.  I made up my mind, right then, that we wouldn't do anything.
Isn't there supposed to be something else in a relationship?  Whatever 
happend to dating and being a couple?  All she wanted was my body, and I 
decided, for the millionth time, that she wasn't going to get it.  And I knew,
for the millionth-minus-one time that she would anyway.
    We talked about mutual frinds, and classes, and she told me that I really
should do my homework.  She'd been telling me that sence high school.  I 
havn't listened to her yet.
    Then she told me how tense her back was, and I knew the talking was over.
I rubbed her shoulders, and along her spine, and down to the bottom of her 
shirt, my hands went under her shirt and up along her back against her smooth
skin.  I rubbed every part of her back, along her spine, and out to her sides.
When my hands we half way arround her sides, she lifted up her body in a way
that seemed to scream at me to feel her breasts.  She was not wearing a bra,
and her large breasts felt wonderful in my hands, even as she turned her 
head so that I could kiss her.  I almost wanted to leave.  Almost.
    I kissed her as she turned towards me, I lifted off her shirt, breaking 
the kiss for a moment.  She took the moment to jerk my shirt over my head,
so that nothing would hamper our embrace.
    I took her into my arms, her breasts pressing against my chest, her
stomach firm and flat against me.  I kissed her neck.
    She backed off a bit, then began to fumble with my belt.  I don't think
she liked my belt, but she soon got it free and started in on my button fly.
    I slid one hand down the back of her pants, feeling her smooth, firm butt,
while I unzipped her with the other hand.  I sucked on her toungue while I 
kicked off my shoes and socks.  
    She had my hard dick in her hand as I pulled her pants off, her shoes
were allready gone.  We rolled over a bit and I licked her right nipple while
she pulled off my pants.  That being done, she grabbed my head and pulled my
face into her breast.  I thought I might suffocate, but at this point I really
did not care.
    I slid my hand down her hot stomach, and she shivvered as my fingers ran
through her pubic hair.  Her hand squeezed my cock while I sucked on her neck.
I felt her slicken as my fingers explored her hot cunt.  She let go of my 
dick and kissed me with a vengance.  I nibbled on her earlobe, making her
moan.  My hand came away from her wet, and she ground against me as she 
sucked on my neck.  I slid my cock along her cunt, feeling how warm and wet
and slick she was.  If only I could put it in.....  but I forced that thought
down, there are good reasons not to.  She held me tight against her, and with
a shudder, she said 'Oh, I want you!', as she spread her legs wide.
    I didn't need more encouragement, as all reason fled my brain.  I backed 
down, and with a shudder sank my dick deep inside her.  Warm.  Slick.
    My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and I heard her say 'Oh, Dan!'
and I slid through her, pushing in and sliding out, hot and wet.  I rocked
into her as she writhed under me, and as I kissed her, she sucked my toungue
into her mouth.  I moaned as I slid into her harder and she sucked on my
toungue so hard my lower teeth were cutting into it and I fucked and she 
sucked and it felt so hot and slick and wet and the pain in my mouth burnt
as knives tore into my back and I faster felt her moist heat and pain in my
back and on my mouth and faster slick warm pain beat wet hot harder sharp and
she convulsivly arched her back and dug her nails and ate my toungue and...
  
 PANIC!!!!!!!!
 
 I pulled myself out of her, in time to mess up her sheets.  I tasted blood
in my mouth and my penis felt cold and I held her. 
   After we caught our breathes, she looked at me with those irresistable
brown eyes of hers, and said 'You are wonderfull'.  I knew what she didn't
say and why.  I smiled and kissed her, feeling empty.
  
  Several hours later, I tried not to wake up my roommate, who would be 
getting up soon and make enough noise to wake me up.  I lay there, in my bed,
and all I could think about was the emptyness.
  When I woke up, on time for lunch if not my early classes, I could still 
feel the stickyness and I thought 'Oh, god.  Not Again!'

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