Saturday, December 15, 2012

College experience SeXStoRY

I was starting my second year in college. The first year has been hard for me in terms of commuting every day. Long boring hours on the trains drove me mad. I'm a girl who can't stay in one place for too long, so the long journeys were a killer. Luckily this year, my s****r's colleague offered me a room in her house for one semester. Her name was Ciara, she was 31, short red hair, quite good looking but not to most men. She was married to Charlie. The first time I saw Charlie was the first day I was moving in. I just got off the bus, struggling with my luggage. He opened the door for me and offered a hand. He caught my eye immediately. He had curly, brown hair; he was average height and had a really strong Dublin accent. It was his smile that caught my attention: a contagious smile with perfect white teeth. It was a late October's evening so I was dressed in a long warm coat, my hair all messy from the long trip. I was excited to start a new year of college. The first few weeks went by fast, Ciara worked late evenings as she was a restaurant chef so the evening would involve me making my own dinner, eating it and then moving to my bedroom to study. If Charlie was home, he would be usually watching TV, reading a book or practising his piano skills. One day I got home after college, I bought some Chinese take away for dinner. I headed straight for the kitchen and started feasting. I could hear the upstairs shower being used. I assumed it was Charlie. A few minutes later I heard footsteps down the stairs and in moments, Charlie was standing in the kitchen with a towel wrapped around his waist. I lifted my eyes from my plate and looked at him, just catching a peek at the shape of his cock bulging under the towel. "Sorry" he said, "I didn't know you were home already". He headed back for the stairs. "It's fine, don't worry" I replied, I wanted to take a better look at his body so I jumped in "Did you see the news?". He turned around, and we had a short conversation. He kept his distance but I could well see his body, muscled but not skinny with a small beer belly, quite hairy - which I liked, perfect skin. But what caught my attention most was the bulge in the towel wrapped around him. That thing looked ginormous, not the length but the width of it. I convinced myself that he was probably slightly hard and that's what gave me the illusion. That night I could still picture him in the towel. I had to rub myself to sl**p that night. This was the beginning. With Ciara working long nights and only coming home at around 10 p.m. I had Charlie all to myself for 4-5 hours every night. I started making plans on how to seduce him. I started hanging out with him more, watching TV with him, taking interest in his piano skills. But every time I tried to go into some light hearted flirting, he would not respond - changing the subject very cleverly. I knew I had to do something more to get his attention, maybe I wasn't his type, or maybe he wanted to be loyal to his wife. So one night after dinner, I had a quick shower and headed for my room. I put on a sexy pair of pyjamas - tight pair of shorts and a tank top, no bra or underwear. I knew the shorts would show off my firm butt and the tank top would sit nicely on my tits, showing off their perkiness. I joined Charlie in the sitting room at the TV. I could feel him looking at me as I sat down and I could feel him gazing towards me every few minutes but he did not make a move. A few days followed. My next move was planned a bit better. I knew Charlie would be going pass my room at some stage during the evening. So I got prepared. I had the bedroom door wide open. I dressed down to a tiny pair of red g-strings and a push-up bra. I sat down reading a book waiting to hear his footsteps going up the stairs. A while later I heard him coming up, I threw the booked down, grabbed a bottle of moisturiser and started rubbing my legs, putting one leg on the chair, positioning my ass towards the door to show off my best attribute. I turned my head to see if he notices. Charlie walked pass the room taking a quick peek before realising what he saw and taking a step back to confirm his mental image and then realising that I was looking at him. "Sorry" he whispered before marching on to his bedroom. I came down later on that evening and apologised saying that I forgot to close the door. But he did not make a move. At this point I knew that if I wanted to have him, I had to make the move. So one evening after my dinner and quick shower, I joined Charlie at the TV. This time I was only wearing my robe. After a few minutes of silence I started chatting about a pain in my neck, saying how it drives me mad and that it's probably from reading to much. Eventually I gathered the courage to ask him if he could give me a quick neck massage. Surprisingly, he agreed quite instantly. He sat down beside me on the couch; I revealed my shoulders by moving the robe down to my armpits. He started carefully rubbing my neck and shoulders. I was in ecstasy. He carried on for about 10 minutes before asking if I want him to do my back too. I didn't answer; I just dropped my robe down to my waist in approval. He was sitting directly behind me so he couldn't see my breasts but they were fully exposed. Charlie carried on massaging my back. After a few minutes I started making silent noises "Mmmmm". I was getting so turned on by the thought of what was happening. Charlie was getting a bit more comfortable, he would stroke my sides, just grazing the sides of my boobs, with every movement moving closer and closer to my nipples. And eventually I felt his hands cup my both tits, I squirmed with pleasure. He carried on squeezing and stroking my breasts, grabbing the nipples every few seconds. With every moment I felt more juice flowing out of my swollen pussy. I quickly jumped off the sofa and on my knees in front of Charlie. My head right above his crotch. I could see a massive bulge in his jeans. I quickly undid and pull down his trousers, making his cock spring out of his boxers. It wasn't a very long cock - about 7 inches but it was almost as fat as putting 2 cocks together and very hairy. I grabbed it my hand and started to slowly stroke it. Charlie's eyes closed and he tilted his head backwards, enjoying every second. I was on my knees, my tits resting on Charlie's knees. I moved my head closer to his cock and gave it a quick lick, catching the smell. He hadn't showered all day so there was a strong, manly smell that might put some people off but I loved it. I crammed as much of his cock into my mouth as I could and started sucking it, Charlie's knees slightly shaking from pleasure as my head bounced up and down his cock. I had to take a breath every few seconds as the cock barely fit in my mouth. A few minutes of this and Charlie's cock was rock hard with veins bulging out of it, ready to fuck. He stood up and walked around behind me before kneeling down. I felt him undoing and removing my robe. My ass was now exposed fully, with my pink, shaved, little pussy showing between my cheeks. I could feel his hands surround my ass cheeks, then splitting them apart for a better look of my both holes. Charlie was looking at them before saying "I don't have any condoms, Ciara is on a pill". I have forgotten about her at this stage. I wasn't on a pill either but in the heat of the moment I just replied: "Fuck me". He positioned the tip of his cock on my pussy lips and drilled the tip of it inside me. Both of us made a pleasure noise. He pushed himself more inside me, mu pussy taking in fine as it was so wet but I could feel the tension as his cock was pushing my pussy apart. He started to ride me; with every push we could hear the sound of his hairy balls slapping my wet pussy. With every push he went deeper, harder and faster. I was catching my breath trying to keep up. With one hand he reached around and grabbed my hanging tit and started to fondle it. With the other he went down between my legs and squeezed my clit. I jumped a little as the pain and pleasure hit me at once. He then started to play with my clit, sending sensations all over my body. After a few minutes of this, he pulled his cock out and stood up, I turned around - still on my knees. He grabbed my hair and shoved his sex juice covered cock in my mouth. I proceeded to clean it with my lips, tasting the insides of my pussy. Charlie then helped me get up before pushing me down on the sofa. He knelt on the floor and spread my legs, revealing my pussy which was now banged up a little bit by his fat cock. I lifted up my legs to show him my asshole. He shoved his cock back in my pussy, making my eyes roll back from the pleasure. My tits were bouncing as he continued to plough me. I moved my hand down and gabbed his balls; I could feel that they were loaded. I moved my hand to my clit and started rubbing it hard, watching Charlie work hard. It wasn't long before I was screaming in orgasm. Charlie feeling the contractions of my orgasm as his cock was squeezed by my pulsating pussy, pulled his cock out and started spraying between my belly button and my pussy, cum dripping down my vagina. He then dropped on me and was catching his breath before heading off for a shower. He left me lying there with a gaping, cum covered pussy. But I was still feeling the orgasm flying up and down my body. We had sex a few more times that semester but in the New Year I went back to commuting and haven't heard from Charlie since.

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