The Dentist [MF] 24 and 25 years old.

(Well, technically, dental student, but dentist sounds better. Also, if you read my story about the triathlete, you’ll see a recurring theme. I used to be like Charlie Brown kicking the football when it comes to women.)

Skip down to SEXY TIMES if inclined.

When I was 24, I was in grad school doing a rotation at a lab on the West Coast for a few months. My program was cheap so I was on my own dime to get out there and find housing. Being a broke-ass grad student, I was only able to afford a temporary room in an off-campus student housing apartment complex associated with the school. I definitely could not afford to rent a car, so I had to take the city bus into the lab. It was a long, boring ride and I hated it, but it was my only option. It seemed like his was going to be a pretty dull few months of lab drudgery. That is, until I met Carly.

Our apartment complex had a common area with a big-screen television and a kitchen. I worked weird hours and didn’t really click with anyone in my lab, so most of my social interactions took place in this common area. There were several other students in my situation living in the apartment complex — itinerant grad students, post-docs, and some medical and dental students — all out for a rotation at the university. It was clear that the medical and dental students were viewing their rotations as more of a vacation — they were only in town for a month and had already lined up jobs and residencies for after graduation, so they were just enjoying their time in the sun.

Carly and her friend Amy were in their last year of dental school somewhere in the North East. I met them both on my first day there in that common area. I was jet-lagged, stressed about money, and hungry, so I don’t have a clear memory of my first encounter with them both but I do remember thinking Amy was a stunner. She was tall with long brunette hair, flawless skin, and what appeared to be a massive rack and a thick ass. The girl was built like a brick shithouse and I would later find out (through Carly) that those huge tits were bolt-ons.

25 year old Carly herself was much less noticeable at first glance, but in retrospect this was only because she was always around Amy. Carly was tall but slender. She moved awkwardly, like she was still trying to figure out how to get around in a 5’11” frame. She had blond, wavy hair that was about shoulder length, bright blue eyes, high cheek bones, and a dazzling smile. She sort of reminded me of Kristen Schaal, but much cuter. Kind of a classic beauty with that hair and facial structure — you could picture her in a black and white photo.

I would regularly run into them at the end of the day in the common room when I got home from the lab. They would dip out of the dental school early most days, come back to the place, and start drinking and watching movies before going out for dinner and bar-hopping. They were both super friendly (but it never came off as overtly flirty) and would invite me to come hang out. I would always take them up on a beer but never went out to dinner or the bars with them as I had no extra cash to do so.
We’d chat about our day with each other and the other random students in the housing complex. It became clear that Amy was aggressively looking to get laid while she was in town, and given how hot she was, this was not going to be a problem. Within the first week she was juggling a few guys and we’d talk about her prospects over beer and TV in the early evening. Carly was engaged in these conversations but never made any mention of any guys in her own life. I myself was single and hadn’t planned on trying to hook up with anybody, but of course I was not about to turn anything down.

They asked me what I was doing for the first weekend we were all in town, and I told them that I didn’t have any plans. They had split a rental car and were going to the beach. They asked me if I’d like to come along and I jumped at the chance, mostly because I was hoping to get a glance at Amy in bikini. We had a great time at the water and Amy’s beach-wear did not disappoint – she was built like a porn star. Not my personal preference, but honestly, it’s tough not to admire a big round ass and a pair of bouncing tits chasing after a volleyball.

While Amy was an exhibitionist, Carly was clearly more conservative. It clouded over quickly and was actually pretty cold for that time of year, so Carly and I both remained fully clothed and sat chatting on some beach chairs while Amy put on a show for everyone else at the beach as the only woman in a bikini. We talked for a couple of hours and she told me that she had been in a relationship but that they had recently broken up as she would be moving away at the end of school.

One night the next week, I got home late and walked by the common area to see Carly sitting alone in some sweats and a T-shirt. Amy had apparently taken the car out herself as she had a hot date and Carly was not in the mood to be a third wheel. We chatted over a couple of beers like normal, but then a bunch of other loud drunken students came piling into the common area and sort of wrecked our conversation. She told me she had some DVDs and asked if I wanted to come watch a movie on her laptop.

SEXY TIMES

The rooms were not large. There was a small table with a couple of chairs and we sat at them watching Brick. It’s a slow but engrossing movie and the chairs were not comfortable, so I made the (semi) innocent suggestion that we could watch it on the bed. She jumped at the chance and we sat propped up next to each other, the laptop between us by our knees, watching the movie.
Our hands both sat on the bed next to each other. I tried to focus on the flick but I couldn’t help but notice how close they were, and that through small movements on both our parts, they were getting closer. Eventually we were holding hands, lightly tickling each others palms. We did that thing you do where you don’t acknowledge what’s happening — both of our eyes were straight head on the screen, but both of our minds and hands were on each other.

I was able to tolerate this teasing for a few minutes but eventually it became too much. I reached over with my other hand to pause the movie and when I looked over to her she was already coming at me for a kiss. We jumped right into full-on making out. Her lips tasted salty and sweet and her breath came in ragged, short bursts in my ear.

I closed the laptop without breaking our kiss and slid it down to the end of the bed. She scooted down to lay on her back and I was on top of her, nibbling and blowing into her ear and neck, which seemed to drive her wild. She pulled my T-shirt up over my head and pulled me back down to her, rubbing her hands across my chest and back. I started to lightly tickle her stomach under her T-shirt which was met with a few giggles, then suddenly she held my wrists with hers, sat up, and pulled her
T-shirt off.

It was getting on toward dusk and there were no lights on in the room, but it was certainly bright enough to see that she had FANTASTIC tits. And excellent taste in underwear. She might have appeared like a boring, conservative dental student on the outside, but underneath that façade was a smoke show. Her bra was a black and gold lace number which held them up like a shelf and only covered the bottom half (a demi bra, I believe), and belly was flat and smooth.

We get back to making out and my hands are all over those tits. I’m pinching her nipples lightly and squeezing them as we kiss. They look so great in that bra that I don’t want to take them out. I’ve got a painful erection by this point and my jeans are making my cock uncomfortable, so I sort of back off a bit and lay on my side next to her, giving her light kisses and tracing my fingers over her perfect skin.

I start to dip lower, over her belly button, tracing her hip bones down to the top of her sweats, slowly working my fingers lightly down below her waist band. I can feel her panties and start to caress over the top of them, reveling in the heat as it poured off her pussy.

She gets antsy after a few passes over the top of her panties and starts unbuckling my belt and working on my jeans. I wiggle the rest of the way out and she scoots out of her sweats so I can see the full package. It’s mind blowing. Her panties match her bra — thin black lace with gold trim — and I can see she’s completely shaved. She wraps her long slender legs around me and starts grinding her pussy against my cock.

I slide her panties to the side and start tracing my fingers up and down her slit. She’s soaking wet and the room already smells like her sex, which is heavenly. She’s got my boxers pulled down and is trying to jack me off, but every time my finger finds her clit she pauses and her eyes roll back into her head.

This is sensory overload. This girl is seriously fucking hot and I did not see any of this coming. It’d been a while since I’d gotten laid and I was worried I’d get off way before she did if she paid any more attention to my dick. I wanted to make sure she came, too, so I slid down to the end of the bed while slowly pulling her
panties down.

Her cunt was shiny, bald, and glistening, with adorable little lips. I took a deep breath in though my nose and dove right in with my tongue, lapping up and down her slit. I stopped at her clit after a few passes and made slow circles, which caused her body to seize up and her legs flop around. This managed to kick the laptop off the foot of the bed and when we heard it crunch into the ground, it snapped us both out of the moment.

We laughed for a few seconds, taking in how ridiculous all of this was. I started to ask if she wanted to keep going and she said “Come here,” pulling my hand up to her face. Now I’m lined up with her pussy, hovering over her, passionately kissing her mouth while massaging her breast through that bra.

She’s reaching down to jack me off and I am covered in pre-cum, so even though it’s a weird angle, it actually feels pretty good. Then she starts pulling me into her, rubbing my head up and down her slit a few times before starting to just barely ease me in.

We haven’t had a condom talk, or an STI talk, or a birth control talk. We’re both smarter than this, but I look deep into her eyes and she gives me the slightest nod. I gently, slowly thrust my hips up and in, trying to soak in every second of this first penetration. She’s tight but not painfully so and we both let out small moans of ecstasy.

I start to pump a very slow rhythm, burying myself to the hilt and rubbing my pelvis against her clit with each stroke. We’re completely compatible — this feels amazing for me and she says the same. But again — it’s too much, and I don’t want this to end. After a minute or two of missionary, I pull out and lay on my back.

She shuffles over on her knees, throws one leg over mine, takes
my shaft in her hand, and slowly impales herself on me. She’s off to the races straight away, leaving my cock buried inside her while rubbing her clit back and forth against my pelvis. It’s clear this is going to do the trick for her and I feel confident I can last until she gets off.

As she’s getting closer, her breathing becomes shallow and fast and her eyes start to roll back in her head. She starts to reach for one of her own nipples and I help her out by pinching the other while working on the front clasp of her bra with my free hand. Her tits spring free and I get to see them for real for the first time. They’re more perfection — ridiculously perky C-cups, with a little mole on the right.

She starts to whisper that she’s coming and I can feel the waves of contraction passing through my cock. I tell her I’m about to come and she just nods, not making any attempt to get off of me. I take that as the green light and pump rope after rope of cum into her. She smiles as she feels it spreading inside and makes sure to keep riding until I’m completely done.

She collapsed onto my chest and we lay there panting for several minutes, covered in sweat and my semen. We laugh and talk about what Amy would think. She hops up to go use the bathroom and I get to admire her ass at the top of her long, slender legs. It’s pristine. Not a bubble butt, but not flat either. Just perfectly proportional to the rest of her tall skinny body.

Well shit. This gets me horny again. I never lost my erection in the first place. I hop up to follow her into the shower, ostensibly to clean up myself, but as soon as she’s got the water going and has stepped into the tub, I’m behind her with my hands on her hips, lifting one leg up to prop on the side of the tub, and hooking my cock back up into her pussy from behind.

I am greeted with a guttural moan. This isn’t going to take long. We’re both looking over at the giant mirror over the bathroom sink, watching each other as I rail into her. She’s pushing up against the wall for support, slamming back into me as I hammer away inside her. Her legs start to quiver after a minute or two of furious fucking and I roar and let loose another load of cum into her pussy.

We finish cleaning up and for the rest of my time there, we’re inseparable. Turns out she was not on any kind of birth control — she felt safe with me because she had just had her period. And for the rest of my time with her, we would usually start out with me wearing a condom, but it would inevitably get tossed (always with mutual consent) and I would usually pull out. But not always, which made it that much hotter. So irresponsible, but looking a woman straight in the eyes as you fill her up and maybe risk getting pregnant is a rush.

So yeah all good things come to an end. I was scheduled to be at the university for three months but Carly was only going to be around for 4 weeks. We made the most of it, and to this day I think we truly clicked and would have worked out. We kept in touch over Facebook, and I was looking for work near her when she abruptly cut me off. I was still friends with hot Amy (who, sadly, no, I never did get to bang…you know you were hoping this was going to be a threesome) and she informed me that Carly got back together with her boyfriend a few months after she got back home.

Good grief.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5bfx60/the_dentist_mf_24_and_25_years_old