Lucrezia Magazine

FEBRUARY

“It came! It came!” Karen Jackson shouted as she ran into Bobby Thomas’s dorm room, her long, dark hair fanning out behind her, and slammed the door behind her. She jumped and landed on his bed on her knees, bouncing and wiggling around, a piece of paper waving like a flag.

“Did you open it yet?” Bobby asked her. Bobby was a large man; his 6’3” that normally towered over Karen hidden as he sat in the chair across the room, though the chest and arm muscles that rippled across his large body definitely let people know he was not to be tampered with. He turned in his chair to look at his girlfriend and smiled, a wisp of sandy blonde hair dangling into his eyes, which he quickly brushed aside. He watched as she did a strange dance on his bed.

Karen froze then sunk down onto the bed like a melting ice cream cone. Bobby laughed, as her thin and tiny frame seemed to sag under a weight that did not exist. Although small, she was still curvaceous and soft. Her dark hair fell around her, making her look like a ghost that had fallen into a bucket of paint. She looked at the letter now lying on her lap. “No,” she said. “I was scared. I wanted to open it with you.” She looked up at Bobby hopefully. This letter had the potential to change both of their lives forever.

“Well, open it then,” he said, waving a hand at her. Karen looked across at him, her eyes as big as saucers; the letter still lying motionless. Bobby sighed and crossed over to her, taking a seat next to her and wrapping her arm around her. “Don’t worry, honey. No matter what that letter says we’ll figure out what our next step is. But you gotta open it,” he kissed the side of her head softly.

Karen looked up, gaining strength and reassurance from Bobby’s words and eyes, and nodded. She turned the letter over and opened it.

Dear Karen Jackson,

The Parsons Paris School of Design of Paris, France would like to thank you for your application. After careful consideration, congratulations on being chosen as a student for the Fall semester. We look forward to seeing you soon. A packet containing course information and other documentation that will be required for you to send in will be arriving soon.

Sincerely,

The Parsons Paris School of Design Admissions Department

Karen’s eyes ran over the words over and over again. She was in shock; completely unbelieving that she had been accepted to one of the premiere art schools in the world. Sure she had been at the top of all of her art classes at NYU, but this was just unfathomable. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine she would actually get in. Karen looked up at Bobby who was beaming.

Bobby whooped, thrusting his fist in the air. In one motion, he lifted her off of the bed and spun her around the center of the room, cheering the whole time. “I knew it, baby! I knew you would get in! This is great!” he shouted as he set her down on the ground.

Bobby took Karen’s head in his hands and kissed her passionately. Karen returned the kiss and threw her arms around him, pulling his body closer to her. Although her mind was running a mile a minute about what this meant, she separated herself from her thoughts and focused on Bobby and this moment.

Bobby’s tongue parted Karen’s lips and moved inside her mouth, swirling around Karen’s tongue as though they were dancing together. He reached his hands inside the back of her shirt and began to undo her bra. As the clasp came free, he felt her breasts sag a little under their weight. He released her mouth to pull her shirt over her head. Karen removed her arms from around Bobby and allowed her bra to fall to the floor. She tugged at Bobby’s shirt trying to get off, to which he leaned down and let her pull it over his head. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close to him. Karen loved the feeling of their skin being next to one another, nothing separating them.

Bobby picked up Karen and placed her on the bed. He climbed on top of her and kissed her neck. Karen’s soft moan as he kissed and she rubbed her clit made Bobby suck on her with even more ferocity. He followed her neck, then collar bone, before kissing down to her breasts. He took one of her nipples into his mouth while he massaged the other breast with his hand. Karen moaned and Bobby could feel the vibrations from her rubbing herself with even more intensity. After a couple more minutes he kissed down her stomach and looked up at her. He rose onto his kneels, kneeling beside her to watch her finish. Her face was contorted as she continued to pleasure herself, her moans getting louder. He knew from her body language that she was about to come.

“Bobby,” she whimpered softly before she started to yell, the force of her orgasm too large for her small body to contain. He smiled as he watched her start to relax. She slipped her hands out of her pants and pulled them down slowly, allowing him to get a full view of her legs. Karen smiled devilishly and started undoing Bobby’s pants. Her cries had helped Bobby become totally aroused, but that didn’t stop Karen from rubbing his member and then taking him inside her mouth once his pants had been removed.

Karen’s tongue raced around his head, she could feel Bobby’s body tense and his breathing get heavy. She took him entirely into her mouth, sucking just enough so that when she came back up he wouldn’t slip out. Bobby gasped and began to thrust inside her mouth, creating a rhythm all their own. Karen continued to suck and lick at Bobby. His muscles tensed, and she knew he was about to come. She sucked on him harder and moved her mouth and tongue over him faster. He moaned as he spilled out into her mouth. Karen absorbed his juices and swallowed, continuing to lap at him as though begging for more. Bobby threw himself down on the bed; his arms open wide waiting for Karen to take her place next to him. She pressed against him, kissing his neck and chest as her hands ran over his member. They weren’t quite finished yet.

Bobby moaned as Karen stroked him, almost as though he was about to come again. “Wait,” he whispered. Karen stopped and stared at him, Bobby smiled as he sat up on his knees again, pulling Karen to him. He pressed her body against his and kissed her mouth passionately. One hand ran down her back and spread her legs, allowing him to slip inside her. Karen moaned into his mouth as he began thrusting feverishly inside her. She moved with him, their rhythms matching stroke for stroke. He pushed deeper and harder inside her, his muscles tense. Karen screamed and he could feel her tighten around him as she came. She gasped for breath, but Bobby did not stop. After a few more thrusts, he slipped out of her and grabbed her waist, gently turning her. Karen smiled and bent over grabbing onto the headboard as Bobby moved behind her. He bent over and licked her clit. His tongue slipped inside her and fluttered softly, making Karen gasp and her muscles tense and spasm. Bobby pulled away and pressed himself inside her. Karen moaned as Bobby grabbed onto her waist and moved her back and forth across him. Karen moved with him, holding tightly to the headboard in order to match his rhythm. Bobby started slowly and picked up speed with every thrust. Karen moaned and looked over her shoulder at Bobby behind her. His eyes were closed and his face tense as he thrusted deeper inside of her. Karen gasped as he continued to pick up speed and could feel her muscles clench. She screamed Bobby’s name and threw her head back as she experienced her most powerful orgasm yet, but her scream was drowned out by Bobby’s. The tightness around him only made Bobby move even faster and harder. He came inside of her before he finally started to slow down.

They remained perfectly still, both catching their breath. After a few moments, Bobby pulled out from inside of Karen and laid down, completely spent. Karen curled up next to him.

“Bobby,” she whispered as she curled up on his chest.

“Mmm,” murmured Bobby.

“I love you,” she kissed his chest and then closed her eyes, preparing to take a short nap.

Bobby kissed the top of her head and ran his hand over her head. “I love you, too.”