When you are tired and stressed out studying hard all day, there is nothing better than having a sexual encounter to make you feel fresh and ready to get going again.
I am not a promiscous person by nature and neither do I consider myself 'oversexed' in any way. This happened at a time when I had broken up with my last boyfriend because I wanted to concentrate on passing my last year at university. Despite several offers, I had convinced myself that I did not want to be involved with any one, at least until the final exams were over.
During the final exams, I was under a lot of stress and thought that going and visiting one of my friends for a little chat would give me a break. I entered my friend Cherry's room to find her studying with two of her study buddies. One of them was Rodney, a guy with whom I got along pretty well and tried to convince myself was just a friend but always sensed an underlaying chemistry that something would happen if we let it. I could sense his eyes on me as I talked to cherry.
She mentioned that Rodney had recently broken up with his steady girlfriend of three years. I tried to sympathize with him, but he brushed my words aside my making a comment about not really believing that I could be sorry.
I wanted to avoid the tension I could sense in the room, so I told Cherry that I better get going back to studying in my own room. Just as I turned to leave, Rodney picked up his stuff and told Cherry that he was leaving to get some sleep in his own room.
I felt nervous knowing that he was right behind me and tried to walk faster. As soon as the door closed on the two of us, Rodney grabbed my arm:
"I need to talk to you," he said, and guided me to a secluded spot outside, hidden by the darkness of the night. I couldn't stop the quiver of awareness that shot through me. I felt that something was going to happen.
"Are you cold" he asked me, knowing fully well that it was far too warm outside.
"I have to study," I muttered, suddenly feeling that things were about to get out of control.
"You can feel it too, can't you" he said agressively.
"We are both free to explore this thing that we have between us."
I didn't even pretend to not understand his meaning. He bent his head and his mouth brushed mine. I felt a zing of static electricity shoot down my body from our point of contact. I suddenly felt reckless, and opened my mouth to his seeking tongue. Our months locked passionately as our tongues tangled wetly. I felt warm moisture collecting between my thighs. He tossed his things to the nearby ground, and pinned my back against the wall. As we kept kissing, he held my behind with both his hands and rubbed his huge erection into the cradle of my thighs. I wanted him inside me, and mouned in frustration. His hands crept under my top and slid under my bra to grab my breasts. He pinched my nipples, and I pushed him away roughly. He staggered away like a drunk man.
"I want you inside me," I stammered. We looked around ourselves and realized that we were not in any danger of being discovered in this dark spot. Our need was too urgent to walk to either one of our rooms. He came back towards me, and knelt. The next thing I felt was his hands undoing my jeans and sliding them down to my feet along with my panties. He parted my mound, and his tongue started licking and sucking my over-sensitized wet flesh. My hands pulled at his hair, and I thought I would come there and then; but he did not let me.
Instead, he stood for a moment to undo his own pants, and let me stroke his hardness. My eager hands moved his foreskin up and down. He was so big. I got even more excited. Then, he lay down and I lowered myself over his erection. It was dark so we were feeling our way around. He pulled my face up to his so that our mouths could lock, as he began to thrust hard and fast into my soaking vagina. I felt myself stretch to accomodate his size - it felt wonderful. The sensations were so intense that I had to fight my orgasm to enjoy the feeling of his monster dick impaling me. His tongue and mine were stroking each other in an imitation of what was happening with our lower bodies.
He pinched my nipples under my clothes, and I caressed his chest with my fingers. I couldn't hold on any longer and just let myself come and come and come. He soon followed. His cum shot into me in violent spurts and dripped out onto my pussy. I collapsed on him, feeling all my body's tension drain away. We stayed that way for a long time, then awkwardly moved apart and got our clothes in order.
We did not have much to say to each other that night, but we did get together later...
That is another story for another day!!!!
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