Nine o'clock, and time for my wakeup call.  On cue, the door to my dormitory room opened and the buxom blond from room 209 walked in.  She was wearing a white terry robe, with her thick locks down around her shoulders, just as I had commanded.  She opened the robe silently and let it fall, then stood there in the shadows, naked and beautiful, waiting for the second hand on my desk clock to reach twelve.  When it did, she stepped lithely out of her pooled clothing and climbed into bed with me.

 

Her name was Sarah, and I had chosen her to be my human alarm clock for this week.  It didn't matter to me at all that she was a senior and I a sophomore, nor that she was already engaged to be married the summer after graduation.  I wanted her to do this job for me, and what I want, I get.

 

Sarah snuggled up behind me, her generous breasts pressing warmly against my bare back, her hand draped over my hip and moving toward my cock.  She found it, and began to stroke me.  My manhood gradually rose and hardened under her expert touch, filling my body with a wonderful sense of sexual arousal.  Bathed in that glow, I slowly gained consciousness.  "Mmmm," I mumbled, by which I meant, "This is the only civilized way to wake up in the morning."

 

"Good morning, master." Sarah's voice was soft and musical.

 

"Mmmm," I repeated.

 

"Would you like to fuck me this morning, or shall I treat you to a surprise?

 

"'prise."

 

She pulled my sholder gently toward her until I turned onto my back.  Then she layed down between my spread legs and leaned forward.  I didn't have to open my eyes to know that she was positioning her ample boobs around my upright member.  I felt a shot of pleasure every time her warm flesh brushed my own.  My penis was already throbbing when she surrounded it with her softness, embedded it deep within her bottomless cleavage, and pushed her breasts together with her hands.  Then she proceeded to raise and lower her chest, very slowly and sumptuously at first, then gradually picking up speed.  It must have been exhausting for her.  She eventually rolled over onto her side and rested her magnificent boobs on my pelvic bone, so that both of her erect nipples could rub the side of my rock-hard dick.  She used her free hand then to rub my cock as hard and as fast as she could against her boobs.  It was absolutely delightful! 

 

I soon reached my limit and climaxed, squirting foamy white cum high into the air.  Sarah continued to fondle me, matching with almost clairvoyant precision exactly what my member needed most as it gradually subsided.  Only then did she begin to lick the seed from my organ and body while I drifted back to sleep.

 

Thirty minutes later I stirred and opened my eyes.  Sarah was still there, her face directly above mine.  As I returned to consciousness she brushed her wet lips lightly on my mouth, then turned her tongue around my lips, and finally pressed her lips to mine and kissed me gently.  "It's time to wake up," she breathed.  "You have a 10:30 class."

 

I smiled and sat up, pushing her gently away.  "Have I served my master well?" she asked.

 

"Yes, Sarah, you were wonderful.  Best one this week."  Best alarm clock ever!  "You may leave now."  Then silently, Go to sleep early tonight.   Tomorrow you need to wake me at 7:30.

 

She picked up her robe and walked unhurriedly into the hallway, still nude.  I saw her donning it finally, as the door closed behind her.  She won’t remember any of this later, once she returns to her room.  To her fiancée, her lover.  Maybe I should keep her for myself, I wondered.  Nah, I’m selfish, but not mean.  She’ll make her husband very happy.  Me?  There are plenty of sexy women out there.  I can always get another alarm clock.

 

Then I looked down at my Ever-ready cock.  Clearly another girl was going to get laid before the day was out.