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It was the start of my second semester at Yale University. I was sitting in the room dreading the start of my English Literature class. "What in the world possessed me to take this class?" was all that went through my mind. Truth be told, I signed up for the class because my girlfriend at the time wanted to take it together with me. Luckily for her, she transferred to Stanford escaping the impending doom. I had totally convinced myself to head to the registrar's office and drop the class when in she walked. Claire Danes wasn't like a lot of young celebrities. She decided to go to school and get a degree just in case her movie career slumped at some point. She decided on taking in the entire college experience, dorm life and all. Her school of choice? Yale... and into my classroom she walked. By some stroke of magic, the seat next to me was available, and there she sat. Claire was dressed like any of the rest of us that day. Grey stretch pants and a t-shirt with her hair pulled back. She looked so unglamorous, but there was no denying who she was. I was hesitant to say anything at first because I didn't want to come off like an obsessive stalker-type, but wouldn't you know it, she made the first move. "I heard that this professor is a real bear." She said. "Huh... oh yeah. That's what I heard too. I suppose that's why it wasn't any problem scheduling this class." I replied. "I'm Derek. You know you look like..." "Claire Danes." She responded shaking my hand. "Yeah, I thought so. I didn't know you went to Yale." "Yeah, you never know when you'll be unwanted in showbiz and I figured it'd be smart to have something to fall back on." Claire said. "That sounds like a solid idea. I loved you in U-Turn by the way." "Thanks." She replied. "That was a real strange movie, but I had a blast working with those guys." At that moment, in walked the professor, who soon adopted the nickname "The Grizzly" by me and Claire because he looked like Grizzly Adams and had the personality of a bear to boot! He quickly called the class to order and so the semester began. Over the course of the first month and a half, every Monday, Wednesday and Friday I looked forward to the little chitchat with Claire. We talked about this and that. We got friendly enough that we even started studying for exams together... chatting on the phone at night... I'd be damned if I didn't think I was starting to fall for her. The day after our mid-term, I finally got up the nerve to ask her out on a date. I finished my exam early as I usually did and waited for her out in the hallway. "Killer test." I said. "Yeah, it was. I couldn't believe he asked us about things we covered the first day." "Claire... you doing anything tonight?" I stammered. "Not really. My roommate's heading home for Fall Break. I didn't feel like flying home so I'm sticking around." Claire replied. "Well... um..." "I'd love to go out with you tonight." Claire said smiling. "Thanks... I was a little nervous asking you." "Just because I make movies in my time off you don't think I like to go out like one of the girls?" Claire laughed. "What did you have in mind?" "I don't know. I kind of figured we could play it by ear." "Sounds like fun. I'll see you tonight then. Just buzz my room when you get to the dorm." "Sure. See you then." We went on our separate paths, but the course was set. I was going to go out with Claire Danes that night. Me... Joe Schomoe from the middle of nowhere. I arrived at Claire's dorm just a little before 8:00. I called up to her room on the lobby phone. She told me she was almost ready and to grab some couch in the TV lounge and she'd be right down. About 15 minutes later Claire tapped me on the shoulder. "Ready?" She said. Claire was looking sharp. She had on a pair of white slacks with a silver blouse. Her hair was hanging loose and free "I was born ready." I said laughing. "Oooooo... never heard that one before." Claire quipped. "What's on the agenda?" "A buddy of mine's throwing a party. I figured we could pop in there for a while if that was alright with you. I didn't know if you'd wan..." "A party sounds great. After mid-terms, some good old fashioned partying is just what I need." She said and off we went. When we arrived at my buddy's house, I was afraid that people wouldn't leave Claire alone, but other than just two or three people, everyone was too busy drinking to notice Claire. Claire engaged me in a grueling game of darts. After whupping me thoroughly, we grabbed our drinks and headed out to the porch. The conversation turned from mundane matters of Yale and Hollywood to more personal business. Claire asked me about my ex, my family what have you and I did the same. Before we knew it, it was going on 1:00 AM! We started to walk back to campus. Claire took my arm as we walked. He had gotten a couple of blocks when we spoke. "I've really got to go the bathroom. I should've went before we left." "I don't think JP's bathroom would've been up your alley. God knows when they cleaned it up last. Why don't you just go in the bushes." I replied. "What? Women can't just whip it out and go like guys." Claire laughed. "Sure... you've got that little hover move that women got going. I'll stand guard and look inconspicuous." I grinned. "Ah... screw it. You only live once." She said ducking in the bushes. After a couple of seconds, Claire bolted out from bushes and grabbed my hand. We took off running down the street to get away from the scene. We got a couple of blocks when we stopped to catch our breath. "I can't believe I did that." Claire said. "If only the Enquirer could see you now." We both laughed. Claire was still holding my hand swinging it in the air ever so lightly. I pulled her closer to me and brushed my lips to hers. Claire opened her mouth and accepted my tongue. We stood there on the sidewalk in each other's embrace for about a minute. We rested our foreheads against each other taking in what we had just done. "We better head back to campus before the townies break out the hoses." Claire quipped. We arrived at Claire's dormitory. We were standing just outside the doors when I moved next to Claire again. The last month and a half had been leading up to this. The idle chatter... the study sessions... the B.S. conversations on the telephone when bored. When the semester started I had every intention of dropping out of that class, and now here I was with a crush on Claire Danes, and it looked like she felt the same. Our mouths touched and our tongues probed each other's. She broke the kiss and looked up at me. "My roommate's gone for the weekend. You want to come inside?" She offered. "I'd love that." I replied. We went inside and walked up the stairs and down the hall to her dorm room. Claire unlocked the door and we went in. I had just got the door shut behind me when she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. I instantly slid my tongue into her mouth to reciprocate. Claire kissed me with a passion that she held back out front and in town. Here behind closed doors there was no need to hold back. She stepped back and pulled her shirt over her head. I kissed Claire as she tugged on my shirt, eventually getting it off. We fell to the bed. Claire's pert breasts heaved with passion as we kissed. I rolled her to her back and moved my hands down to the waistband of her pants. With simple ease, I undid the clasp that was holding them and Claire did the rest shimmying out of her slacks leaving her next to me in her gray lace bra & panties. I undid my pants and followed suit leaving me wearing nothing but my silk boxers. Claire climbed on top of me. I put my hands on her hips as we kissed again. Claire started grinding her panty- covered pussy against my hard cock. We kissed passionately, Claire grinding more with each breath. I just had to have more. I reached around and undid the clasps on her bra. Claire leaned back and allowed it to slide down her arms exposing her tits to my gaze. I ran my hand over her nipples and rolled her onto her back. My tongue traced the circle on her right breast as my hand gently rubbed her left. "Mmmmmmm..." She moaned. I took that as a sign to move further. I began kissing Claire's neck. AS I did, my hand ran down her flat stomach to the waistband of her panties. I began to run my hand over her panty covered mound finding that she was surprisingly wet already. With a gentle tug, I pulled down her panties and ran my finger the length of her wet slit. I kissed Claire again. I started sliding my finger back and forth over her wet gash. Claire's hips began to move in time to meet my finger. I began to move my finger a little deeper penetrating just a bit with each movement. Claire pumped her hips to meet my finger forcing it in deeper and deeper. I kept up the motion as I slit down the bed. I moved between Claire's legs. I took in the sweet aroma from her neatly groomed pussy. I lowered my face and ran my tongue the length of her. I began licking her pussy in earnest. I put my hands on Claire's hips pulling her in closer to my eager tongue. Claire was really enjoying it and it showed. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter as her motion increased. Claire put her hands on my head and began to shutter with orgasm. "Oh... oh... oh... mmmmmmmmm.... " Claire moaned. I kept up the pace with my tongue bringing her off and making sure that I lapped up every drop of her sweet love nectar. Claire was starting to relax, but I just slowed my tongue with her. When the orgasm had subsided, I started eating her pussy again. I tilted my head a bit to get my tongue a little more penetration. It wasn't log before Claire was starting to grind her hips against my face again. I slid my tongue as deep into her snatch as I could get it when orgasm hit her again. My jaw was soaked with her secretions. With gentle nudging, Claire put me to leave the pleasure of her pussy. "That was more than fantastic. I've never cum like that before. It wouldn't be fair if I didn't do something for you." She panted breathless. Claire slid down on the bed. She ran her hands up my thighs and underneath my boxers. She slid them under the waistband and off of my body exposing my cock to her gaze. Claire took my dick in her hand and ran her tongue the length of it. "You ever have get a blow job from a celebrity?" Claire purred. "Hmmm... no. I want you to suck my dick Claire." "Your wish is my command." She said. I closed my eyes and felt her warm mouth envelop my dick a little bit at a time. She slid her mouth nearly off running her tongue around my dickhead. As I opened my eyes to look, Claire took the entire length of my dick into her mouth. Claire gently began to suck as her mouth moved ever so slightly up and down my cock. She pulled back and took the base with one hand and began to pump and suck at the same time. The feeling was incredible. With her freehand, she started massaging my balls. I closed my eyes and just took it all in. I was starting to feel the waves of orgasm starting to build. I didn't want to blow my load now, but I couldn't help it. I started to blow gob after gob of my cum into Claire's mouth. She eagerly accepted all of it, deep- throating my cock as I came. She pulled my dick out of her mouth with a long cleansing suck. "I was hoping you wouldn't do that." She said stroking my cock. "I'm really looking forward to having you fuck me." I don't know what it was, the dirty talk... the hand job... or the fact that it was Claire Danes... but I started to get hard again. You could almost see the joy in Claire's eyes as my cock hardened again. She hopped up on top of me and positioned her wet pussy over my hard cock. With a groan of pleasure, Claire impaled herself on my rock hard dick. She leaned forward and started to grind her pussy onto my dick. I put my hands on her hips and began to move my dick in and out of her pussy. It didn't take long before we found a mutual rhythm. Claire began to grip my dick with her pussy as we fucked faster and faster. She was starting to get really wet from the sounds of it. Claire leaned back as we kept up the fucking motion. Faster and faster we fucked until neither of us could take it anymore. Claire snapped back overtop of me and began to shutter with orgasm. That was all I needed as I started to cum again deep into her gripping snatch. Claire kissed me passionately as the walls of her pussy milked every last drop of cum from my body. Claire collapsed on top of me panting heavily. "I don't know how I'm going to explain this one." She said. "Tell the truth." I said. "What? That I've fallen for a guy in my lit. class? I can hear Leno now." She sighed. "Why not." "Yeah..." She looked at me. "Why not. Lots of women meet men in college and fall in love. Why not me." Claire climbed off of me and kissed me again as we both passed out from the sex. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. They should be outside playing in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Celebrity Directory