The College Student

Hayden spotted a cheap massage ad at school. Needed it bad. Finals eating her alive. Casey opened the door—fit, dangerous kind of sexy. Hayden mumbled about stress, exams, couldn't sleep. Casey smiled like she already knew exactly what Hayden needed. "Get naked. Face down." Hayden stripped and stretched out. Casey's hands worked her shoulders first, then lower. Strong fingers dug into her thighs. That's when Casey caught it—Hayden's hand slipping between her own legs, rubbing her pussy while Casey massaged her. Slow circles. She was already wet. Casey didn't say shit about it. Just told her to roll over. Hayden flipped onto her back, tits out, nipples tight. Casey started working those perfect breasts, thumbs brushing across the peaks. Below, Hayden's fingers found her clit again. Teasing. Pressing harder. Casey's voice dropped. "You want the full service?" Hayden spread her legs wider. That was answer enough. Casey yanked off her clothes, climbed on, and buried her face between Hayden's thighs. They locked into a sixty-nine, tongues working. Casey sucked hard on Hayden's swollen clit while Hayden licked at Casey's slick, sweet cunt like she was starving. Hayden came like she'd been holding it in for weeks—whole body jerking, thighs clamped around Casey's head. Every worry about school, grades, all of it gone. Just this. Just now.