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Samantha stared at the RA?s door with a look of disbelief on her pretty face. She shook her head and blinked, looking again at the placard on the door; it read the same thing as before. Diondre Freeman, Resident Advisor. She?d returned to school after a week of successfully avoiding time alone with Diondre, fearing what would happen if he got closer to her. She?d longed for the start of class, when both of them would return to their respective schools. In light of the wakening of her body, and realizing that she was probably the last remaining eighteen-year-old virgin in the country, she?d opted for co-ed housing, much to her mother?s dismay. ?Now, Janni?.? Quentin had reached out to stroke her mother?s arm as Janine opened her mouth to argue her daughter?s choice. ?This is a good thing. She needs to get out there and start dating. Just because it?s co-ed doesn?t mean she?ll be doing what the other girls will.? Quentin glanced over at her and winked, a smile creasing his dark chocolate face. At her mother?s hesitant nod of agreement, he continued. ?From knowing Sammi, she?s better than all that; she won?t sleep around. She?s got a good head on her shoulders.? Her mother had finally acquiesced and shrugged; Samantha slumped in relief that her stepfather had managed to talk her mother into agreeing. She was glad Quentin had been on her side; a part of her had been terrified that they?d both be against it. Even though she was of age now, she still wanted her mother?s approval, and she had signed the FASFA paperwork when Samantha had signed up for her financial assistance and student loans. But she was tired of being the only virgin that she knew. It was a little embarrassing, and the small group of friends that she had was constantly trying to set her up with some guy from one of the local frat houses to ?fix her problem.? Sammi had always turned them down, laughed and just not gone to the party she?d been invited to. But now she needed to get her mind off of a certain tall, dark and very handsome man. As soon as she got settled in her room again, she?d be shooting a text off to Melanie and Rachel to see where the latest party was set for. She had to settle this however, now that she was back in her assumed haven. She was supposed to be free of her sexy stepbrother. But he was her RA. Samantha blinked back tears of frustration and leaned back against the wall, dropping her head back with a muted thunk! Bahçelievler escort bayan and sighed. God, what am I going to do? I swear, if he makes faces at me when I?m with another guy, I?ll choke him! ?Creampuff?? She nearly jolted when the familiar voice broke into her reverie with the strange nickname only one man dared call her. Samantha couldn?t help but notice the smile and excitement in Diondre?s voice. With a low groan, she opened her eyes to look up at him. He stood in the doorway to his room, his smile revealing bright white teeth. Excitement showed on his face as he held out a hand, stepping to the side. ?Please, come in! I didn?t realize you went to school here.? He chuckled as she shook her head in response, knowing it wasn?t because of what he?d said. ?Sure you didn?t.? Her retort was dry, and she rolled her eyes as she moved to stand on the other side of the jamb. ?I really didn?t!? Diondre straightened, dropping his hand, feeling slightly foolish for holding it out as long as he had. ?Dad suggested I look at transferring schools since this place is three times the size of where I was. More scouts, more opportunities. I applied for a transfer here, and was accepted almost immediately. Now I?ve just got to?.? He trailed off, and watched Samantha?s cheeks pinken while she stared over his shoulder. Turning, Diondre?s spine stiffened, and he swallowed thickly. The door into the dorm cross-ways to his room had swung open slightly, and a couple was sitting on the dorm bed; after a moment, he had to reach down and adjust himself in his chinos. The girl was astride her boyfriend, short skirt hiked around her hips as his palm covered one bared cheek of her ass. She was topless, and her head was thrown back while he appeared to be sucking on her breasts. It wasn?t merely this spectacle that had the unintentional voyeurs gaping in surprise, but rather the hand that gripped her ass had a finger hooked around the string of her thong panties, holding it to the side as she impaled herself on a very thick cock that was already shiny with her juices. The muffled groans grew louder, and Samantha moved closer to Diondre as the petite girl?s back bowed, her hips slamming down on her lover as she neared an obvious?and very loud?orgasm. Diondre shook himself and stepped over, shutting the door as the girl?s cries filtered into the hallway. Gripping Escort Bahçeşehir Samantha?s hand, he pulled her deeper into the room with the intentions of taking her mind off of what they?d just seen. Her eyes were wide and glassy, cheeks flushed a pretty pink as she sat, unthinking, on his bed. Her hand shook just a little as she lifted it, opening a couple of buttons on her shirt to cool herself down. ?I?m? sorry for that,? Diondre?s voice was soft and apologetic, and she looked up at him with shining eyes. ?She...he?they were?.? Samantha?s voice was hoarse, and she shifted, hips squirming as she tried to fight the stirrings of arousal that were slipping into her veins. ?I know.? He moved to stand in front of her, his palm cupping her cheek as she blinked, obviously trying to gather her scattered thoughts. Diondre hissed in surprise when she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him in a hug, her cheek pressing into his shirt above his belt buckle. He ground his teeth, urging his cock to stay down as he felt her soft breasts press into his thighs. It was the first time that she had ever voluntarily touched him, and he was in a strange limbo of heaven and hell as he fought to control himself. A dark hand slid into her soft hair, cupping her head in response to lurid thoughts of them in this position, with his pants around his knees and his thick cock encircled by her pale fingers. He groaned, feeling his length thicken and swell, pressing against his briefs. Dammit, why does she take control of me like this? White girl got me by the dick! He chuckled to himself, and froze when her face shifted, nuzzling into his stomach. * * * Mmm, he smells so good...feels so warm. Samantha?s eyes were still closed as she revisited the short scene she?d witnessed just moments earlier with Diondre. She?d never watched porn; hadn?t ever been brave enough to use the family computer to search for the videos she knew were online. She?d never let a guy get beyond kissing her, or feeling her breasts through her shirt. ?Junior-high stuff? was what her few friends in high school had teasingly called it. Samantha was aware of what a penis looked like in its flaccid state, and even erect? but there was just something so wildly erotic and forbidden about seeing it so red and slick. It not only made her nipples tingle and tighten, but her vagina now ached, clenching instinctively Bakırköy escort at the thought of something so beautifully menacing delving deep inside her most secret place. Diondre was warm, even through his shirt, and she rubbed her cheek and nose against him. She let herself drift into a foggy state, and even though she knew it was wrong, she found herself trying to imagine them like the couple they?d witnessed in an intimate moment. A dark hand on the fleshy curve of her hip, fingers digging in to hold her against him as he thrust upward, his dark cock breaching the creamy pink recesses of her body?. She shuddered and swallowed thickly; shaking her head to clear it of the erotic images, she trembled when her nose pressed into the warm flesh directly before her. Samantha blinked, her eyes widening as she looked at the deep mocha skin her nuzzles had exposed. Angling her face up to look into his dark, heated eyes, she squirmed a little in response to his fingers tightening in her hair. She gazed up at him, her eyes wide and curious even as they showed warm and inviting with arousal, making him groan in need. ?Baby girl, you better stop lookin? at me like that unless you want this?.? He thrust his fingers deeper into her curls, hips rocking into her as she blushed, her tongue slipping out to trace her lips. He watched the way her eyes went wide, and he licked his lips when her hands drifted over the small of his back, her fingers teasing against the waistband of his chinos. She had no idea as to the effect she was having on him, of that he was certain; didn?t know that the way her fingers danced across his back made him long to feel them on his stomach and lower, or the way her breasts pushing against his legs made him yearn to have them naked against his chest. ?Want??? Sammi?s voice was low, throaty, and she blinked slowly up at him. She tingled all over. It was like their previous two encounters, only this time she felt a deeper longing; one she didn?t know how to handle. Her body was reacting on auto-pilot, responding on pure instinct as the pleasurable ache grew stronger deep within her core. Fingers dipped into his pants, and Diondre shuddered while her fingernails seemed to innocently scrape over his skin. He tugged gently on her hair as he bent, lifting her face as his mouth descended to hers. He groaned in satisfaction at her slight whimper, and his thumbs brushed along her jaw when his tongue swept against her lips. Her world spun on its axis as Diondre kissed her, and she found herself wanting to feel him against her; his heated skin against hers as his tongue filled her mouth, wiping away all other thoughts. He was aware that Sammi was shifting, but he didn?t care as long as it wasn?t away from him.