The British Exchange - Book 2: Cougars and College Girls (The British Exchange - My Wild Year At An American College) by Delany Max

Author:Delany, Max
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Back in the first week, I’d also had a brief hook-up with a girl called Ivy. She was something a bit different. With her electric blue hair, bold piercings, and obsession with political protests, Ivy stood out in every way. Brad didn’t think much of her, but I was really hoping I would get to know her a bit better. She wasn’t the type of girl I normally went for, but that was part of the appeal. I couldn’t shake the thought of her, and a part of me kept hoping we’d cross paths again.

So, when I was sitting in a lecture one afternoon and my phone buzzed with a message from Ivy, my pulse quickened. I discreetly pulled out my phone, careful not to attract the lecturer’s attention. The moment I opened the message, my breath caught in my throat. It was a selfie of Ivy, a smirk on her face, tongue playfully sticking out. Her tits were exposed, spilling out over the top of her bra, her dark nipples barely concealed. Beneath the photo, a message: “I need your big cock.”

My cock was rock hard in the lecture theatre now. I glanced around nervously, but no-one was looking at me. My heart raced, the blood pounding in my ears as I tried to keep cool.

I quickly typed out a reply, trying to sound as casual as possible. “When?”

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the photo. I zoomed in, studying the details of her body. Her breasts were fascinating , large, a little saggy, with big, dark nipples that stood out against her pale skin. It was such a raw, real image, and it turned me on more than anything else had in weeks.

We exchanged some more texts. She wanted me to come to her room right after my lecture. And she had very specific instructions. “When you come in, don’t chat with me, just take control and fuck me,” she wrote, “I want you to use me like the brainless whore I am.”

My cock was throbbing at the thought of this. She was the complete opposite to how Brad and the others thought she would be. It turned out the most vocal feminist on campus wanted to be used and controlled. She told me her safe word, but said that otherwise I could do whatever I wanted to her. The rougher the better.

The end of the lecture couldn’t come quick enough and I hurried back to her dorm. As she had said it would be, her door was unlocked.

I entered without knocking, shutting the door behind me. Ivy was on her bed, propped up on her elbows, wearing only a tight crop top with no bra, and a black thong. Her eyes were smouldering with desire and her hands were in her knickers, touching herself.

I crossed the room, grabbing her by the wrists and pulling her to her feet. I kissed her hard and she responded eagerly, her tongue pressing into my mouth. I pushed her back onto the bed, climbing on top of her and pinning her wrists above her head with one hand.

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