How engineering got me laid [MF]

This all started a couple of months ago, in my first year on an engineering course at a UK university. I was struggling with understanding part of thermodynamics so decided to hang back after one of my lectures to ask the professor for some help. She told me she was offering extra tuition at her house on Sunday afternoons and handed me a piece of paper with an address on it. I wasn’t really happy about giving up part of my weekend but I needed the help.

I turned up on Sunday afternoon, slightly late due to work, to a fairly standard suburban house about half an hour’s walk outside the city centre, two floors, detached, white paint. I knocked on the door, and she opened it a couple of minutes later, dressed casually, which I’d never seen before. The slim jeans and tight top showed her curvy figure quite well, and I realised she wasn’t all that bad looking, and also that she’d invited me to her house outside of official hours. However, as I walked into the living room, I saw that we weren’t alone, and the trio of mildly overweight, sweaty guys, – two of whom managed to both have long, greasy hair and be balding – might have something to say about me trying to get with the professor then and there. Although I reasoned, if anyone there was going to, I stood the best chance (I’m about 5’8, fairly skinny, but I’ve been told I’m quite attractive, and not just by my mum; I’m also willing to bet I wash about 3 times as frequently as those 3 did). The professor offered me a cup of tea and walked me through to the kitchen, where the kettle was already boiled. As she got the teabags out though, the doorbell rang again and she ran off to answer leaving me to make my own tea, which was probably good to be fair, no one ever gets the amount of milk right.

I walked back into the living room, took a seat on one of the sofas and started getting my notebook and pen out of my backpack, when the professor walked back in escorting a gorgeous girl I recognised from my course. She was short, about 5’2, with long brown hair, fairly average sized boobs, and a round, little bum, and I was fairly sure she’d smiled at me once in a lecture. She looked around at everyone that was there and headed over to sit beside me, so I moved over towards one of the sweaty guys to give her plenty of room. She sat down with her leg touching mine, despite the fact she had room on the other side and gave me a quick smile as she got her stuff out. The professor introduced us all to each other, her name was Sarah, I could not tell you for the life of me what the guys were called. All through the 2 hours she kept brushing up against me or leaning on my arm if she needed something out her bag, although I wasn’t really paying that much attention as I was pretty far behind and actually needed the tutoring.

At the end of the session, the five of us left the house together to see that it was raining. I saw my opportunity and told Sarah that I was planning on getting an uber home if she wanted to jump in if her accomodation was on the way to mine. She asked where I was heading and it turned out we were in the same building, just on different floors, so she accepted as long as I let her split the cost. In the uber we started chatting about the course and uni life, and Sarah mentioned that she was struggling to find guys in engineering that weren’t the creepy, ‘nice guy’ type,

“Not like you though, you seem way more my type” she said, and put her hand on my arm. I smiled at her and replied

“To be fair it’s harder to find any girls, let alone ones that look as good as you”. We basically flirted the whole 5 minute journey back to the dorms and on the walk into the building she mentioned how annoying her roommate was and how she wished she’d got a single room.

“I have my own room if you want to come up for a beer or something” I told her, and we both grinned, and started heading up the stairs. I grabbed a couple of bottles from the shared kitchen and we walked back to my room, where we threw our jackets on the floor, sat on my bed and continued our conversation, which took a turn towards the sexual.

“I haven’t had sex in about a month” announced Sarah.

“I don’t think I’ve even pulled in the last like 6 weeks” I said, laughing.

“Well that’s not on” she said and leaned in to kiss me. Our lips pressed together and parted and my tongue pushed into her mouth, where I felt hers press back against mine. We got off for a few minutes while my hands moved up her sides until they reached her tits which perfectly filled my hands like they were made for them, and then moved round to her back and then down to that little round arse. She leaned more into me and I was able to pull her tight dress up over it, squeezing the cheeks before I pulled it up further, and then broke the kiss for the first time to take it completely off. She grabbed the bottom of my top and pulled it over my head and reached down for the fly of my jeans while we started kissing again. I helped her take them off me before moving my hands round behind her to unclasp her bra. I started playing with her bare tits, pale with small pink nipples, squeezing them and lightly rubbing the nipple with one hand while the other made its way down her stomach and under her red panties, to find her completely shaven and already wet. I pushed a finger inside her and started to rub her clit with my palm and she responded my shoving a hand down the front of my boxer briefs to find my already hard cock, waiting for her soft fingers. I slid another finger in as she stroked me, and she moaned into my mouth.

“Right, I solved your problem, will you solve mine?” she giggled, as she reached down and slid off her underwear to reveal the last of her pale skin. I did the same and we were both naked, smiling at each other, as I reached to my bedside table for a condom (practise safe sex guys). I rolled it on as we kissed again and she swung a leg over me to straddle me. She pressed her pussy on the head of my cock and stared into my eyes as she slid down it her mouth parting and a small groan escaping. She bit her lip as she started to slide up and down my hard dick and I thrust up into her, making her soft tits bounce. I sat upright with her still bouncing on me and took a nipple in my mouth, flicking it with my tongue. She moaned again and I grabbed her hips to thrust into her harder.

I pulled my head back to kiss her, and spun us around so that she was on her back. Our tongues slid over each other as I started to pump my cock into her hard and fast. I felt her smooth legs wrap around my hips to pull me in deeper, and her hands pulling on my shoulders. She ground her crotch hard into mine and I stopped kissing her to look down and watch her amazing tits shaking up and down as I thrust into her over and over. Our bodies pressed together and we were both moaning, and I felt her lips kissing all over my neck and shoulders.

I could feel myself on the verge of cumming so I flipped her over again onto her hands and knees, so her perfectly round arse was sticking up at me. I positioned myself at the entrance to her pussy, and didn’t even have to push in as she thrust herself back onto me. I pushed her off me and then slid my cock in again. She buried her face in my pillow as I once again started to pound her tight pussy, this time grabbing onto her bum as I pistoned myself in and out of her. I could hear muffled moans coming out of my pillow, and she must’ve heard my breathing start to get faster, because she started really slamming her hips back. We both got faster until I couldn’t hold it back any longer.

“I’m gonna cum” I moaned and thrust into her a couple more times before filling the condom. I almost collapsed next to her on the bed and just lay there for a few seconds before saying “Fucking hell Sarah” and we both started laughing. I pulled the condom off as she grabbed her clothes to put them on.

“Next time just cum on me somewhere” she said, before pulling her dress over her head and quickly walking out the door. I was just gassed there was going to be another time.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6fhtl6/how_engineering_got_me_laid_mf

9 comments on “How engineering got me laid [MF]

  1. Meme magic gives this a 20% of this turning out to be /u/engineeringgirl2 again.

  2. “…no one ever gets the amount of milk right.” Guys I found the Brit!

  3. So they call rubbing one out “pulling” in the UK. Awesome. What’s the weird word for hoodies again?

  4. When you realize you clicked on this title because you’re the “creepy nice guy” type

  5. it was setting up to be a this is how I banged the professor story. Enjoyed the swerve.

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