Where it happened: Halls of Residence
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
This story begins on our first day of College. She was the first person I met when I moved into my dorm, and what can I say..she was a real breath of fresh air. I didn’t notice anything else about her at first except for her lovely warm smile and warm eyes. Shinal and I quickly became friends as we had the same classes and lived along two corridors which were continuous. We became what you would call platonic friends, opening up to each other, learning to trust each other. I mean I still hadn’t realised what a fox she was cos I just loved her as a friend. We spent most of our spare time together, either in her room or mine, listening to music, talking, sharing deep dark secrets. We knew we were both virgins, not frigid individuals, but waiting for the right one. Our sexual experiences extended to me feeling a girl through her clothes and her holding hands with a guy. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for us to fall asleep together, with my head in her lap or our arms around each other.
Part of our daily routine was going to the gym for an hour after class. Initially I went alone, would get back, shower, and then call her over or go to hers. But in time she decided she wanted to join me in the gym too, to keep in shape. I guess that’s when I started to notice what a sexy bunny she was. Long black hair, great skin, dazzling hazel eyes, great BJ lips, fantastic breasts, tight ass, and great legs…a perfect figure. All this I could tell from her as she ran on the treadmill wearing her sports bra and tracksuit bottoms – I had never seen her legs cos I had never seen her wear a skirt! Tight trousers and jeans which made her arse look delicious, but never bare leg! I guess unconsciously I must have started to fantasise about her when alone at night. But she was still a really good friend – my best friend at college I suppose.
One day we went to the gym, got back and relaxed. I showered, put on a t-shirt and tracksuit bottoms, and went over to her room. On this occasion she had company, both guys and gals. She’s a lovely friendly girl and so had many friends who also wanted her attention just like I did. I sat in the corner and joined in the conversation with the others. I looked at my beautiful friend who was wearing a tightly fitting jumper and…And suddenly I got a pleasant surprise….I realised Shinal was wearing a skirt for the first time in front of us all..and I’ve gotta say she looked hot. Obviously she’d had a shower after the gym, and her hair looked wet, she smelt good, and her legs….oh wow…words cannot describe how smooth they looked. I wanted to touch them so bad…but kept the thought to myself.
Soon enough the other friends left, and it was just Shinal and me…like usual. Before we could start talking her phone rang – it was her Mom. So she got up off her bed and walked around the room while she spoke to her Mom, while I stole glances at her superb figure, trying not to get caught out. Towards the end of the conversation she sat down on the bed again. She must have forgotten I was there, or maybe she wasn’t used to wearing a skirt, cos she forgot to sit with her legs together! I’m certain she forgot, it wasn’t accidentally on purpose for me – she’s not that type of girl! But hey I wasn’t complaining!
So I started at her knees..and worked my eyes up her inner thighs. I could feel my pulse begin to race..God her legs were beautiful! I looked up further and further until suddenly I was shocked beyond belief. I had to pinch myself, but sure enough..as I looked all the way in between her legs…I noticed she wasn’t wearing any panties and I had a fairly good view of her pussy!!!!!! I strained my eyes, and I thought I could make out her lips, and I could feel a very big erection in my boxers.
Shinal had gotten off the phone, and had asked me something I think..but I was completely oblivious….suddenly she threw her pillow at me. “Are you OK?”…she smiled at me questioningly, and then as she took her eyes away from my face..she froze. She’d spotted my erection…well lets be honest it was difficult to miss. She blushed and there was a short silence.
She looked at me and said nothing, but I could see a question in her eyes..why have you suddenly got an erection. So I told her that I’d just seen something I found really really turned me on. She’s a little naïve, and she asked me what? I asked her if there was anything she’d forgotten to do after her shower. She said not really, but she’d had to rush to get ready as she had friends coming to see her, so she’d put the nearest thing on which was a skirt. I teased her and asked her if she usually wore anything else when she wore a skirt..and she started saying yeah usually I wear panties and tights and then she stopped mid-sentence..it had clicked. She blushed beetroot when it hit home, and I told her if she now realised why I had a tent in my trousers. She nodded her head and she closed her legs…realising her mistake. I got up and sat on the floor by her. She wouldn’t make eye contact with me, but occasionally looked at my crotch. I looked at her face and asked her what she thought about following one’s instincts. She said she believed in them and asked me what I meant.
I then made her stand up and I kissed her legs from her feet up..I moved swiftly and soon I had hiked her skirt up and as I kissed her thighs almost instinctively she opened up her legs..still looking at me with a frozen expression as if she was in shock. I kissed her inner thighs and reached my tongue out to lick her pussy. It was all wet, and so I knew that as shy and embarrassed as she felt, she was also very HORNY. She tasted divine..and I could see myself lapping her up like a kitten forever. She continued to stare as I undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor.
I continued to concentrate on tasting her and pleasuring her. She suddenly snapped out of it..and as I continued to tease her pussy, she whipped off her jumper to release her beautiful 34C breasts. They looked so fine on her slim petite body and her nipples were like erect darts. She massaged her breasts and played with her nipples and continued to look at me. By now I had slipped a finger into her pussy and was playing games on her clit. She ever so quietly started moaning my name. I carried on feeling that I was on the right track to giving her a mind blowing orgasm. Her moaning started to get more frequent and as it started to get louder, she pushed me away and whispered stop.
I was thrown, completely baffled. I regretted I’d made a huge mistake. I was about to apologise when she put a finger on my lip and smiled and said Shhh. I looked at her naked body in front of me..slightly sweaty and so aroused. She said she wanted to continue experimenting and asked me to give my word that we wouldn’t make each other do anything we didn’t want to. I instantly agreed. But she also said that the walls in her room were thin and she knew all her flatmates were in, and didn’t want them hearing what we were up to. I knew my flatmates were all out and so I helped her on with her dressing gown, and once I’d checked the coast was clear, we escaped to my room.
We got to my room, and firstly I lit a couple of candles and put on a sexy Jazz CD. We then both sat on my bed, and just looked into each other’s eyes. I then moved to kiss her. It was an electric experience…I have never felt so much love and so much arousal at the same precise moment. While we kissed she helped me off with my t-shirt. I gently laid her back on my bed as I kissed her..and I gently removed her dressing gown…leaving her naked, vulnerable, nervous and very excited and aroused.
I must have spent the next hour exploring every part of her body with my hands, my mouth, my lips and my tongue. It was as if I had to know every part of her now or I would never get the chance again. At first she moaned timidly, but as she grew more confident, she rose to the occasion and she orgasmed quite a few times. As I explored her every so often we kissed…each kiss being unique and more powerful than the last if possible.
She then got up and knelt down beside me, and pulled down my tracksuit bottoms and my boxers. I was very hard, and she seemed to know exactly what to do. Instinctively she used her beautiful lips and her tongue on me. I had always imagined that with her lips she would give great oral satisfaction but I could never imagine it would be this good. I closed my eyes and had to keep pinching myself as to if this was a dream or not. Before I came I stopped her and I lifted her onto the bed and laid her back. I kissed her and I then looked into her eyes. We stared at each other for an eternity..our eyes doing the talking, asking all the questions we almost didn’t dare to ask out loud. Finally she nodded and slowly spread her legs.
I gently mounted her and slowly eased my penis into her. Inch by inch until I felt her resistance. Her eyes told me to keep going and even when the tears rolled down her eyes, her look of love kept telling me to continue until I was finally all the way in her. Once all the way in she whispered to me to wait, and so we both waited, soaking in the feeling of me being deep inside her, our bodies being one. She then whispered to me to make love to her slowly and deeply, which I obliged. She felt so tight and the way her walls massaged my penis was heavenly. We soon established a rhythm and before long she was moaning, quietly at first, but progressively louder. She appeared to orgasm first and I came about a minute later and I collapsed on top of her, lying deep inside her as our love juices mixed.
We didn’t go to sleep that night and spent all of the evening, the night, and most of the following day making love, having wild passionate sex, trying out different positions, educating each other. It felt so right, and when she left later the next evening after a passionate loving kiss, I could do nothing but dream of her, assuming this to be the beginning of a beautiful relationship – possibly one to last a lifetime. Feeling deep inside that she was the one.
However the next day I got a note under my door. She apologised, but needed some space from me. She was very confused, felt very guilty for what she had done, and needed time to think. In the meantime she felt it best that we didn’t make contact with each other, and when I went to see her I was told that she’d moved out of dorms.
I saw her around in classes and it was heartbreaking but I respected her wishes to have space. Almost 6 months have past and though we are now back on friendly terms and kinda close again, we aren’t what we were. Maybe time will bring us closer again. All I know is that in my eyes she is the one, and so I have no major regrets. I just hope that I am the one for her and that she will be the one for me again someday soon. Thanks for reading my story.
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