This story takes place about 4 years ago when I first started medical school. Looking forward to everyone's feed back and will post part 2 soon!
I met Lisa after the first month of Medical School. She was 34 at the time and married. She was eastern European, black hair and blue eyes, 5'7, hourglass shape, nice long toned legs (surprisingly she use to play hockey when she was younger and had maintained her figure by doing cardio or just walking in high heels all the time). She had traveled down from New York and had the personality to go with it – very commanding, fashion oriented, sophisticated. She had this very mature aura about her but could be flirty when she wanted to be. She could be the center of attention in a room and know it, but not show it off or brag about it. She didn't need to. She carried herself with so much confidence.
I knew I was attracted to her when I first met her but seeing as that I am always the reserved type, and I knew she was married, I didn't think anything would come of it. Sure we would be friends, but that was it I thought.
Over the course of a few months I got to know her better as we were put in certain groups and rotations together. She was impressed by the fact I had a pretty solid medical foundation and could carry myself well when we would get pimped by other docs. Our relationship progressed from sitting next to her in class, to texting, and eventually to calls and webcamming. Her husband worked late most nights leaving her alone most of the time so thinking back it was no surprise that we became close as fast as we did. I became very comfortable with her and her with me, and despite flirting with her during our conversations I only thought it would only amount to being friends.
One night in November we made plans to go out with a few of our classmates for the night. I would go over her place, change, and we would head out and meet with the others eventually.
When I got to her place and saw her I was dumbstruck by how gorgeous she looked. When coming to school she would rarely put on makeup or anything fancy (as most grad students don't have the time or patience to do that in the mornings since we value our sleep). She had on a tight black dress that accentuated her waist and hips while cutting off at her mid thighs, exposing her firm, toned legs. She had ruby red lipstick on which combined with her black hair and blue eyes, dazzled me. I had to keep reminding myself that she was married, and not look at her for so long – though knowing most women, I am sure she picked up on.
We went into her apartment, I changed and we headed out. The evening started out innocent enough. We grabbed some dinner, some drinks, and waited for our friends to show up. Her personality and looks made her almost impossible to resist, but hard to read. All the while my eyes explored every inch of her.
Eventually we met up with our friends and walked to some bars, and eventually to a club. When we got inside, grabbed a few drinks and quickly formed a circle and started dancing. As time passed the club got more crowded and our circle slowly collapsed.
I found myself behind her and at the edge of our friend group. Fueled by liquid courage I slowly started to press my body behind hers. My hands grabbed onto her waist as I drew her close to me. Her back was against my chest, and her ass grinding against me. She didn't seem to mind, and in fact seemed to start enjoying it. As her hips started to match my own movements and in no time I could feel my 7'' dick swell to full erection inside my jeans. I decided to take things further. The bulge down down my thigh was aching demanded I grind myself harder against her tight dress. She started to arch her back, seemingly acknowledging how engorged my member was between her ass cheeks. She moved one of her hands back and started rubbing the side of my hip where my cock was. Slowly, my hands traveled down her hips to her thighs.
She suddenly turned her head to look back at me with a grin on her face, and asked me to stop with a coy smile on her face. It was the kind of stop that any male would recognize as a push to keep going. As the music played in the dark dance floor I smiled and without saying a word, continued to move my hands down her smooth thighs. As my hands traveled back up to her waist I would make sure my fingertips brushed her inner thighs. I repeated this motion many times, each time inching my way closer to her panties. I enjoyed teasing her, and would notice each time my hands brushed that area she would grab the side of my thigh forcefully. Her next words I would never forget.
"We can't do this here…" she said with a mischievous grin on her face
I knew she wanted the same thing I did. We needed to be alone. We tried our best to behave for a few more minutes until our friends decided they wanted to leave the club. When they did she came up next to me and whispered in my ear:
"Do you want to ditch them?"
"Yea… but how?"
"Just follow me" She said with a sly smile on her face.
She wrapped her arm around mine and we picked up the pace until eventually we out distanced our friends. She then texted them saying I was walking her back to her place and thanked them for coming out.
"Want to grab a few more drinks?" She asked. "Sure, where at?"
She walked us over to this Irish pub and grabbed a few shots for us. I grabbed a seat in the back of the bar. It was dark and secluded, perfect for what would happen next.
She sat down, and as we drank our shots I leaned into her and rubbed her thigh with my hand. Her body responded in kind and I could feel her slowly opening her legs as she smiled and looked at me bashfully. I was so used to seeing her as an assertive individual that seeing her act so submissive emboldened me. My heart pounding and the alcohol rushing through my system I leaned in and kissed her.
She was quick to respond and kissed me back with one of the most passionate kisses I can remember. Her tongue swirled around mine as my hand pushed up under her black dress and put pressure over her pussy. She was radiating heat and gave off a moan in my mouth as my fingers ran over her clit above her panties. Perhaps it was the alcohol, perhaps it was the fact she was married, or perhaps it was the 10 yr age difference, but we were captivated by each other. My other hand had wrapped around her chest and grabbed her breast. I squeezed it tight as she squirmed in my arms while my other hand pushed her panties to the side and slipped 2 fingers inside her pussy with ease. To say she was wet is an understatement, and her pussy grabbed tightly onto my fingers as I started thrusting them in and out.
She stopped kissing me as the excitement was causing her to gasp and moan. I started to suck on her neck, taking in her lovely perfume as she rhythmically squeezed my fingers. Her hands had grasped the back of my shirt tightly and her face was clenched, fighting to keep herself from moaning.
“oh fuck oh fuck right there” I remember her whispering as my fingers brushed past her cervix. Seeing her strain to hold back her moans made me want to get her to break even more. I used my fingers as a hook, flexing and extending my fingers, rubbing the top of her vagina while simultaneously hitting her cervix. A few seconds later she buried her head in my chest unable to control herself. “Oh fuck im cummingggggggg” she trailed off as her body tensed in my arms. Her pussy’s grip on my fingers felt like a vice, and after the initial crushing grasp it started to throb in a rhythm around my fingers. In the middle of her orgasm she looked up at me and kissed me again.
“Fuck … fuck… let me catch my breath” she whispered.
I slowly started to take my fingers out of her drenched pussy
“Don’t! not so fast.. ugh… I’m fucking sensitive now”
Eventually I removed my fingers and we made out more. That night I would go home alone because her husband was expecting her to be home at 1am (though it was now 3am). In my drunken, lust filled stupor I did forget that I had left my things at her place though. Also, I think I would have felt pretty guilty going to her place and getting my things with her husband there. When the next day rolled around, she came to my place to drop off my book bag and things got more interesting.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3ve138/24_my_first_time_seducing_a_married_woman_part_1
Is it soon yet?
I’m sure well hear some more, because that was hot.
thank you for sharing, very hot story!
Yeah, problem is that first year Med students don’t do rotations.
we did 1 day a month ED rotations. A lot of schools do them.
Thanks for this share. A few things: I really enjoyed the story, can’t wait for part two. At times I think you must have rushed it, with the excitement of telling it, because there were typos and other errors that made it really difficult to read in places! Lastly, how do you perform the manoeuvre that made her cum…? Sounds impossible! If by the top of her vagina you meant the underside of her top wall, where the pleasure spots are, I can’t see how you’d be touching her cervix at the same time. Genuinely curious here!
Sorry about the typos! And yea perhaps I was a bit caught in the moment when I was writing it that I might have rushed myself in certain areas. I’m trying to take my time in part 2 (and also write it when I am more awake!) As for the maneuver, yes I meant the top inside wall. So basically it’s a motion done with your fingers and your wrist. I extend both fingers and wrist to get as deep as possible to touch her cervix, and then I slightly flex the wrist and hook my fingers to rub the top. I’m also moving my arm slightly in and out for more coverage. It works because the cervix is also positioned on the top inside wall on most women as it was on her. Hope this helped paint a little bit of a better picture!
Thanks for the explanation. But, erm, I know you’re the medical student and all… Isn’t the cervix right at the back of the vagina? It’s essentially the deepest point. Can’t see how that’s the top wall!
Wasn’t there a similar story a while back, where the med student had a thing with his resident? But good story anyways, can’t wait for part 2
When you extend and point start you can reach it pretty easily. Docs do it all the time for bimanual exams for obgyn. It’s not that far in