Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Biology Lessons: 1

She came to tutor but ended up being filled with cum instead.

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She had been surprised when Hannah approached her after class and asked her for some help with studying the Bio midterm coming up next week. Until that moment she had been fairly certain that the popular blonde girl had no idea that she existed. This wasn't the first class they had together, or even the first year they'd had classes together, but it was the first time that she'd ever said a word to Amber directly. For her part, Amber had more than a little trouble responding, and mostly just nodded, with the occasional "yeah" or "okay," thrown in at the right moments until it was all settled. Amber would swing by Hannah's apartment after class on Thursday night for a cram session, Hannah would make them dinner, and then they would study until everything clicked.

Then Hannah left for her next class, leaving Amber in her wake with nothing but a scrap of paper with her address and phone number as evidence that the meeting had ever happened. Later, as she walked home she wasn't entirely sure that it had, honestly. She'd had a crush on Hannah since they were in English last year and even though Amber knew that Hannah was straight, and she also knew that she'd never have the guts to say so much as 'hello' to the tall athletic girl, but it never quite went away. Amber was between girlfriends since things with Sarah had gotten complicated, and wasn't really looking for anything new just yet.

Besides, she thought as she walked home practically invisible to the men and women that passed her by. She was small and plain by most anyone's standards; her narrow hips and small breasts gave her all the femininity of her iPhone. None of her girlfriends had complained of course, but more often than not she was told how they were attracted to her for her dirty mind as much or more as for her pale and slender body. Amber was sure she wouldn't be single right now if she'd been born with a generous ass or a lovely pair of tits like Hannah.

But she didn't let it bother her. There were plenty of lesbians and queer girls to choose from at school these days - two thirds of the students were female afterall. Being a straight girl had to be kinda difficult these days, she reflected, but it wasn't her problem, Amber chided herself. The only reason she was thinking about such things was that Amber FUCKING Philips had asked her to come study with her later this week. Alone. In a room. Just the two of them. That was her problem. Just thinking about it made her blush; even if nothing happened, and she was sure nothing was going to happen, the scenario was something she was going to cum to countless times while she played with her vibrator between now and when she finished her Master's Degree in a few years.

The next few days dragged for Amber as she both looked forward to and dreaded the study date. She attended her classes, but didn't pay a lot of attention, not that she needed to. Her grades, much like her tits, were A's, and neither required much care to stand proud. School was as easy as emotions were hard for her, it turned out. Eventually the day came though, and Amber tried not to hyperventilate as she rode the elevator up the third floor of Hannah's apartment in a black top and some tight jeans. The building, like everything else in her life, was nicer than Amber's, and was probably close to double her rent. She knocked cautiously on 318, and then moments later it opened to the smiling face of her crush, wearing an apron.

hugged her like they were old friends. "It's so nice to see you. Did you have any trouble finding the place?" Amber froze at the unexpected closeness, acutely aware of how much bigger Hannah's D cup tits were

stammered finally trying and failing to act naturally, just as Hannah was starting to pull

briefly, her happy veneer cracking to show

said after a moment, mentally flailing for anything to deflect from her own awkwardness. "What are you

let the word linger a moment while she grabbed a big bag of tortilla chips off

Amber agreed. Hannah had really gone all out. If she was having an all night study session a few slices of pizza and a couple sodas would be more than enough she reflected, not this.

open and pressing it into her hand. Amber didn't really drink, but it would be rude to refuse. Maybe a tiny bit of alcohol would take the edge off,

Hannah as it turned out was a bit of a gossip, who seemed to know, or at least know about everyone. Between bites of the wraps which turned out great, they talked about who was dating who, who had just broken up with who, and eventually how things were with her boyfriend. Hannah tried to probe Amber's dating life, but without much success. When the meal was finally done and they were clearing out plates, Hannah brought out the nachos and replaced Amber's beer with a new one. She hadn't remembered finishing it, and

as she sat down next to Amber. Making Amber flush bright red as she almost spit a bite of nachos out across their assembled notes and textbooks. Hannah noticed Amber shutting down as her

Bi actually," Amber said

never seen you

"not since high school, but that didn't work out. I

Hannah said, sensing how uncomfortable Amber was at these personal details she let