The heels of Amanda Jane Carlson’s platform heels clicked across the pavement as she walked to her class. She was so pleased with how she looked this morning. Many guys stared her up and down as she walked the half mile from her apartment to the Piper building for Western Civilization class. She smiled back at each and every one of them, thrusting her breasts outward proudly. For a moment each time Amanda wished she could tear her turtleneck off and show them the pink bra underneath.

Amanda’s friend Lindsay was walking towards her and smiled at Amanda’s outfit. “Amanda you look totally hot today!”

They hugged and exchanged air kisses. Amanda smiled back at her. “I know, right? I got inspired this morning to dress really sexy today.”

Lindsay lit up a cigarette and took a few drags. “That is so awesome. Hey, are you going to that party tomorrow?”

Amanda stood very still while a few guys walked back checking her out. “Yeah, I’ll be there. I have to go to class, call me later!”

Her Western Civilization professor, a British man in his early fifties, rolled his eyes as Amanda walked into class just as he began attendance. “Good morning, Miss Carlson, the catholic school is a few miles down the highway.” Amanda blinked a few times, not really understanding the joke.

“Dude, check out Amanda.” Jeff Banks, the captain of the soccer team, looked over at Amanda. His friend Marty had pointed her out to him. She was just his type: great rack, full lips, dresses like a stripper. He was no slouch either: his chin length brown hair and emerald green eyes made his a favorite on the soccer pitch and with the ladies.

Jeff had a girlfriend back home but she was a bit of a prude; a boring religious girl who Jeff stayed with through high school to keep a good image in the community. Now that he was in a college, a girl like that just wasn’t adventourous enough for the young soccer star. Amanda was more his speed. Rumor had it she never did school assignments; she exchanged sexual favors for papers and homework. A story was even going around that she fucked a professor for an entire weekend last fall to pass a class.

Amanda heard the boys talking about her and smiled as she looked over her shoulder at them. She straightened her back and took a deep breath so her breasts would stick out. A grin came over her face when she noticed the bluge in Jeff’s pants. I am so good at making men happy. With the knowledge that she had his complete attention she ran the long brown nail on her left index finger over her sweater, sliding it across her breasts. Quickly, she wrote something down on a piece of paper and walked it over to Jeff. She made sure he got a good view of the backside of her plaid skirt on the way back to her desk.

Jeff let the note sit on his desk until after the lecture began. He was almost scared to open it. Why would Amanda Carlson pass him a note? There was no doubt she was the hottest girl on campus. Those breasts were perfect; not gigantic but also not the unrealistic kind his friends liked. They seemed to defy gravity, heaving up and down as she idly stared at their professor with her head tilted slightly to the side.

Jeff finally got the guts to open the letter. It was short and written in really nice cursive writing:

Jeff-

Hey babe, you are really hot. You have nice eyes. Meet me on the third floor of the library. On the west end of the stacks is a meeting room no one uses. I need to ask about some of our homework assignments. Be there ten minutes after the end of class. Do not follow me there; take the other end of campus. Be prompt!

xo

Amanda

He breathed out an inaudble fuck and dropped his pen on the floor. Stumbling to pick it up, he winced as the pain from his cock went right to his brain. The soccer star squirmed a little in his seat, trying not to look at her and make it obvious to everyone around him what was up. Instead, he looked ahead and tried to pay attenion to the lecture on the Trojan War.

Since this was community college, class was only fifty minutes long. The unbearable pain of sitting across the room from the girl who might want to fuck your brains out did not have to last very long. The moment their professor dismissed them Jeff Banks practically sprinted out of the room and headed towards the library.

Amanda’s platforms slowed her down a little as she tried to make her way to the library just as quickly as she asumed Jeff was. She was fine with that however; a slower gait allowed her to show off her body more. Every guy that passed her as she crossed the sidewalk by the student center lawn stared her up and down-from her platforms to her knee socks to her skirt and up to her breasts. Behind the student center she went up the elevator which connected to the back entrance of the library.

Once inside the air conditioned periodicals section Amanda began to look for the cock that was going to be inside her. The room she had picked wasn’t used for anything but storage anymore. It was imfamous in her circles as a place people went to fool around. There were no windows, only a small vent going outside, and, strangely, there was a mirror. Rumor had it the mirror was added some years back due to a girl who liked to watch herself in the mirror while she sucked off her latest catch. When she turned the knob to open the door she found Jeff, already there, rock hard.

Amanda crossed the room and ran her hand along Jeff’s left arm. She smiled. “Jeff, sweetie, I need a favor from you.” Jeff closed his eyes and shivered a little as she got closer. He could feel her breath on his body. Her hair smelled like cinamon, which reminded him a bit of his girlfriend from home. The ponytail really brought out her eyes and cheeks.

Jeff flashed back to reality and realized Amanda was staring vacantly at him, her eyes a bit empty and opaque looking. “Yeah, um, sure, of course, what do you need? Anything for a pretty girl.”

Amanda smiled. She loved it when men complimented her. “Well, Jeff, I can’t seem to understand all this dumb history stuff! Greeks, Romans, Carthamoghicians or whatever, they all sound the same to me. I need to keep it straight in my head, Jeff.” Suddenly she frowned and hugged him tightly, wrapping herself around him. She made sure to press her breasts against his body. “I don’t want to fail, Jeff. My daddy will be so mad; I’d have to quit school and get a job!” Pouting, she looked up at him with puppy dog eyes.

Jeff returned her embrace. “Amanda don’t be upset, I can help you.” He ran his hand down her arms and returned her gaze. “What do you need from me?” It was really surprising that she would ever be this upset about school.

Leaning back on her heels, Amanda thought for a moment and then spoke. “I need your notes for what will be on the test. I bet if I studied with you, I would get an A.”

Jeff pulled away, picked up his bag and quickly fumbled through his notes until he found the notes she needed. He handed a few pages of notes to her. “Here are the notes on ancient Greece and the Roman Empire. If you study them, you’ll get a good grade for sure. The exams seem to come right out of the notes, almost word for word sometimes.” She nodded and watched him pull out his wallet. “Here is a copy card. This girl named Erica in one of my morning classes scammed it for me. There is like fifty dollars on it, just give it back when you’re done.”

Amanda took the card and put it in her purse. She hugged him again. Suddenly, a tingle went tearing through her body. “You know, I went to one of your games earlier this year. The one where you scored the goal at the end. You took your shirt off, it was quite the show.” Pausing, she ran a finger over her cleavage again. “I may be beautiful, Jeff, but you are sexy.”

Jeff took a deep breath. Was she really hitting on him? “Thank you, Amanda, I work out a lot. You know, soccer is a very psychical—” He didn’t get to finish because she ran her right hand up his arm, letting a nail glide across the skin.

She asked him if he had a girlfriend. Jeff fumbled his way through a story about having broken up with her over spring break. Amanda smiled and leaned in to kiss him on the lips. For a second she pulled away but then leaned back in and kissed him very hard as his toungue guided hers into his mouth. She pushed him up against the wall and began running her hands over his body to find places where he was especially sensitive. Finding one at the bottom of his back, she giggled as Jeff moaned a little bit. Quickly she unzipped his shorts and dropped them so one of her hands could wrap around his cock.

Jeff looked surprised, but Amanda just smiled and knelt in front of him. “Nice men who help out dumb girls like me deserve rewards.” She sat back on the balls of her feet for a second to admire his penis. It was decent sized; not huge but not really small either. The brunette didn’t understand her sorority sisters obessesion with cock size; to her cocks were cocks no matter the size. What mattered to her was what she, and the boy, did with it.

Quickly she licked it up and down, feeling a little bit of cum on her toungue. Amanda looked up at him and grinned. “You’re trimmed, I like that, Jeff. The last man I was with was so hairy, it was gross! I was drunk, and-” She paused to kiss the head. “...he was so hairy and I got some in my mouth. So then after he came I swallowed, god I hate girls that don’t swallow, I was in the bathroom to clean myself up and I totally threw up the hairs!”

Both of them giggled. Amanda slid the head of Jeff’s cock back into her mouth and sucked on it slowly. She licked it again and Jeff quivered a little. He was going to cum soon; she had teased him in class for an hour and now was slowly, very gently, sucking his cock. A man could only hold out for so long. She took it in her hand and leaned under it to give his balls a few licks. Suddenly, she stopped and looked up. “I want you to cum now, Jeff.”

Amanda wrapped her lips around his cock again, sliding it in and out of her mouth quickly until he came in her mouth. She swallowed it all down, keeping his cock in her mouth so nothing would drip out. After a few moments of awkward silence, she hopped up and gather her books and purse. “Thank you for the notes, Jeff. I am sure they will be very helpful.”

She kissed his forehead and padded out of the room, ass swaying, and headed to the bathroom to clean herself up. After washing up and fixing her makeup, she made her way through the library and back onto campus. Before she continued she pulled two things out of her purse; a pair of sunglasses and, more importantly, her mp3 player.

While walking to her next class she was once again brainwashed by the lecture contained within. She didn’t know it yet, but her next class would be the last one she ever attended.