Kara, Part 2 [MF]

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My previous story was well received, so here we go!

Link to part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6zs9vh/kara_mf/

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I left the party somewhat early, Eric only came back a few hours later. He seemed to have had a pretty good night, and made no mention of the fact that Kara and I had disappeared for an hour or two. I wasn’t sure if he wanted me to tell him, or if he actually had no idea. He wasn’t sober by any stretch of the imagination, but neither was he drunk, so it was hard to tell whether or not he actually knew. Either way, I stayed silent, figuring it’s better to tell him a story like this at another time. We hit the sack and in the next morning we slept in, like every Saturday morning should be spent.

In the morning I checked my phone, there was a message from Kara: “Hey.” Half awake I replied in a similar fashion. Her reply was instantaneous: “Dude, it’s almost noon, you just woke up?” We chatted super casually for a while, completely ignoring the events of the night before. Eventually we agreed to meet up for a late breakfast, as she had already made plans to go with some of the earlier risers.

I woke Eric up and we made for the common area of the building. We never partied here because it was too dangerous – way out in the open, and Dons would check by all the time. But there was a couch, and TV, so it was good for sober hangouts. Anyways, we met Kara there, she was with Jill and Cory (Cory was one of the guys who was with us at the party yesterday). We walked over to the school’s cafeteria (More like ran, it was fucking cold), and sat down together to eat. We were all mostly in our PJs, Kara with the same outfit as she wore when she visited mine and Eric’s door the night before, except for the sweat pants that replaced her boxer-like shorts. I can’t say it was a very flattering outfit, but I still eyed her. It was hard to make out her slender figure through the slack, but I knew it was there.

Kara hardly said a thing to me, I wondered for a moment whether or not I had dreamed it all. A brief moment, I fucking remembered everything.

We occupied a table for 6. I sat on one end, to my right was Eric, and to his right was Cory. In front of Cory sat Kara, and Jill was in the middle, opposite Eric. Kara went to reach for the salt shaker and accidentally knocked over her orange juice. It spilled all over, but she managed to dodge it in time. As she got up, she looked me in the eyes, for the first time since I left the party last night.

“Shit! Ok, wait, I’m gonna get napkins”, she told everybody. She cleaned what she could, sort of, and claimed (rightfully) that it was sticky there now, she would sit on the other side of Jill (in front of me). I’m pretty sure it was a ploy, though I never confirmed this. Not 5 seconds passed after she sat down next to Jill, that I felt something touching my dick. I casually repositioned myself (not that I needed to, I figured it out pretty quickly) to discover that it was Kara’s foot, rubbing me from beneath the table (Kara made the brave decision of wearing flip flops on our snowy trek to breakfast). The table we were sitting in was near the cafeteria wall, so nobody could see what she was doing without us noticing them way in advance. I looked at her and she looked back, smiling slyly. I chuckled.

“Wow, this is some awesome egg!” Kara exclaimed, quite out of sync with the conversation that was already developing on the table. The egg tasted fine to me, nothing was really out of the ordinary, maybe a little bit more seasoning than usual. “It really tastes amazing, I love it,” she went on. “Everything about it just tastes so good!” She looked at me now. It took me a while to realize what she was talking about, but I did eventually. I doubt anyone else picked up on it, people really thought she was talking about the food. Except for Jill, she laughed to herself, and gave Kara a smirk. Eric and Cory were pretty confused, and mutually agreed that the eggs tasted pretty normal. I went along with them, agreeing that the egg was just OK. I ate the rest of my meal with a smile, knowing that I have something exciting to look forward to tonight.

We were about to wrap up, and I realized there was a problem. Kara’s little game of footsie was a development I was all for, but I did not realize that I too was wearing sweat pants. I peeked downstairs, and noticed I was pitching quite a tipi. Kara just looked at me and smiled, knowing very well what kind of boner I was packing down there. I still couldn’t get over her smile, it fucking glistened. People were getting up now, Kara too. She thought the situation was quite hilarious. I just sat there, really out of options. I surveyed my surroundings, and made the call. I grabbed whatever was left of my orange juice and poured it all over my crotch. I guess people didn’t really think it was weird that the freshman was grabbing with both hands the visibly wet front of his pants as he was making his way out of the cafeteria. That’s what I told myself. Either way, better than walking around with a boner on campus.

Jill went to see her sister, who lived on the other side of campus, and the rest of us went back to our rooms. I announced along the way that I would be taking a shower first thing as I get back, with the others agreeing with me that it was a good idea. I took a towel from my room and made my way to the guys’ showers, catching Kara on the way to her room. She bit her lower lip as she approached me in the hall. We walked up to one another, moved within centimeters* of one another’s face, and stopped. I was still holding my wet crotch with one hand. She looked behind and around, and seeing nobody, grabbed my nuts through my pants.

“Come to my room after your shower?”

“Depends, how delicious was your breakfast?”

“Really delicious…” We kissed lightly, and she slowly released her grasp. She moved away towards her room, and I went to the baths.

After my shower, I tied the towel around my hips, took my clothes in hand, and made way to Kara and Jill’s room. I was getting a little excited, and maintained a proper semi. Luckily nobody passed by me.

I opened the door, and nobody was there. I figured Kara was getting ready or something, so I just sat down on her bed and waited. A few minutes later, I heard some voices from the hallway that I didn’t really recognize. Then I heard the doorknob turn, and Kara’s voice “Oh, I think I forgot to lock it.” The door opened, and standing there was Kara, accompanied by Ralph. Fuck.

Ralph was this asshole of a Don who I can only describe as a pompous cunt. His counseling was limited to “Stay abstinent”, and he simply refused to accept that others held different opinions than him.

“Hi there!” He said to me sarcastically, seeing me basically naked in a girls’ room. “What are you doing here?” Man’s always trying to get into people’s private business.

To be honest I was really lost for words. “I was… Umm… just looking for my keys. I think I left them here.” And I showed him the keys in my hand.

“Okay, so you found your keys?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, so what are you still doing here?”

“I was just going to leave.”

“Oh you were just going to leave?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay well you should probably do that then, and then maybe put some clothes on?” What a fucking prick.

“I have clothes…” I showed him the clothes I held in my other hand (The ones with orange juice).

“Okay well you should leave and put them on.”

“Okay, yeah, I’ll do that.”

I awkwardly scooted past Kara and Ralph and ran back to mine and Eric’s room.

~~~

A few hours later I get a text from Kara: “I never really wanted to punch someone in the face until today, but I really do now.” Apparently he gave her a fucking speech about why it’s important to ‘be respectful to yourself’, and ‘always be modest’, and to never ‘show promiscuity’. Again, prick.

Also, Jill came back, so our opportunity was gone. Eric was in our room, he had some family come visit. I searched around the building for an empty study room, but they were all occupied.

So we were out of options. I spent the rest of the day doing some homework, and Kara also occupied her time somehow. In the evening, however, plans started rolling out. Apparently we were going to watch a movie, a big group of us. The hour came, and we all met up in that common area, a group of 20 or so. I knew almost everyone, except for a couple people here and there. Eric was here, and Jill, and Cory too. There weren’t enough couches to seat everyone, so people brought blankets, pillows, and stuffed animals to keep comfy. I cozied up in a blanket and the movie started (21 Jump Street, for the curious (I rate 7/10)). About 15 minutes in I get a text from Kara: “You watching the movie?” I reply with a “Yeah”, and she says “I’ll be there soon.” Soon couldn’t come sooner, and 30 minutes later I saw Kara coming in through the door. It was a bit hard to see in the dark, but from what I could tell she was wearing short shorts and a sweater with our campus emblem. The silhouette of her curvy legs was made apparent by the bright light behind her, but quickly disappeared as she closed the door. I felt cold air rushing in as Kara moved my blanket aside and joined me beneath it.

I was lying down on my side, and Kara moved in front of me, taking on the role of the little spoon. I could feel her hair was quite wet and smelled of shampoo, obviously she just took a shower. I peeked around and it didn’t look like people were really paying attention to us at all, we were mostly out of the way. Kara scooted in real close – I immediately felt her warmth and we cuddled. The blanket was covering us neck down, so we were free to explore one another so long as we kept quiet. I was still pretty involved in the movie, so I just put my left hand on her hip, while my right arm supported my head upright. Her left hand met mine, and held it for some time. The movie progressed, and we had a couple laughs. Every time Kara laughed I felt her ass and her thighs, and it was a glorious feeling. Eventually it distracted me from the movie, and I moved my hand to grab some of that fine behind. Kara’s shorts were very thin, and were pulled up due to her position. With my palm I grabbed the meat of her ass, and with my fingertips I felt the bottom of her bare cheeks. It was super firm, and she flexed it periodically, changing its texture and feel. I squeezed it pretty hard, to which she reacted by thrusting backwards, slowly but forcefully, into both my hand and dick. I was pretty hard at this point, but anyone who looked at me wouldn’t be able to tell anything special was going on beneath that blanket.

Kara felt my dick now, poking her from behind, and she reached around, slipped her hand down my pants, through my underwear, and grabbed me straight by the cock. Her hand was cold, but soft, and she gently stroked me, careful not to make a single sound. I took that opportunity to shift my own position, and moved my hand up her hips, slipping it underneath her sweater. I was surprised to find that she wasn’t wearing a shirt underneath, and was even more surprised find no bra either. I gladly scooped her left boob and gave it a tight squeeze. She responded by tightening her grip on my cock; it felt really good now, and I could feel the wetness from my precum on her hand as she continued stroking me. I pinched her nipple, and twisted it, then moved on to the other. I remembered last night that this tickled her, so I just did it even more. She gripped me as hard as she could now, obviously quite flustered by what I was doing to her tits. Her nipples turned really hard, and she pushed her ass into me. She liked the attention.

Kara released my cock and moved her hand downwards, towards my balls. She could really cause some damage here, I figured, since my balls were really sensitive. I let her tits go and returned to her ass, this time skipping over her shorts. Kara must have been feeling particularly frisky today; maybe she was revolting against Ralph the cunt, or she was recalling the events of the night before. Whatever it was, she had decided not only to not wear a bra today, but also skip on the panties. I grabbed her ass in all its greatness, feeling up both cheeks. They were warm, and soft, and firm. As I moved between them, I slipped a finger in the valley, slowly but surely. As I made contact with her asshole she squeezed my balls and pushed them back. A warning: leave, she was telling me.

I obliged, slowly, savoring the moment. I moved my hands down to her pussy, and noticed that it wasn’t like it was yesterday. I realized why she took a shower now: every part of her vagina, from the sides of her lips to the crown of her clit was completely shaved. It was really smooth, and she was also really wet. By just pressing down I slipped a finger inside of her, and it made a soft squenching sound. It was barely audible, but I definitely wasn’t imagining. Kara stirred for a moment, feeling my finger inside of her. She must have not realized how wet she was, herself. She massaged my balls, releasing even more precum from the tip of my dick. She was turned on, and so was I. I decided to try my luck again.

I took my middle finger, now wet with her juices, and moved it back up. I slid it along her asshole, slowly. I wasn’t pushing in, just going in circles, with light pressure. She didn’t push me away this time. She stopped massaging my dick though, so I returned to her pussy, picked up some more wetness, and went back to her asshole. I must have been doing something right, because as I kept massaging her hole she went back to stroking my cock with the same passion as before.

I was really turned on. I alternated between rubbing her clit, sliding along her lips, and circling her asshole. She was still stroking me when I decided enough was enough. I took my middle finger, lubed it up with her wetness, and pushed against her hole. It wasn’t easy – she wasn’t letting me in at first, but eventually opened up just enough to let the very tip of my finger in. She clenched, and tightened a lot. I have never been inside a girl’s ass before, but I could see now why many have prized this sensation. I pulled my finger out slowly to play with her ass a little more. Kara slowly let go of my dick and grabbed me by the wrist, and guiding me back down to her behind. She was breathing more heavily now, I could feel it. She started moving my hand in circles, prompting me to continue. For the rest of the movie, I alternated between circling her clit, circling her asshole, and fingering her from behind.

The movie ended, and the lights came on. I quickly pulled my fingers out of Kara (My ring and middle were inside of her at the time) and repositioned my cock so as to not stick out so much. Kara turned around and looked me in the eyes. There was only one emotion on her face: desire. I imagine my face portrayed something similar. Everybody got up, and made their remarks of the movie. Some people were going to drink, others were going to bed. Eric was certainly sleepy, and Jill also let out a yawn. I didn’t really care *where* me and Kara were going to do our business, but I figured it mostly depended on Eric and Jill. Despite my encouraging the two to go out and have a drink, they declined, and made for their own beds.

Almost everyone went away, except for a small group that stayed behind to play some board games. Kara and I sat beside one another on a couch, taking in what happened this past hour. I looked at my watch, it was almost 2 AM. I had an idea. I got up from the couch and raised an eyebrow at Kara. She followed me out of the room, and we walked around the halls of the residence building for a few minutes. I knew what I was looking for – the study rooms. It was 2 in the morning on Sunday, who in their right mind would be studying now? Nobody, I thought to myself, and I was right. We moved into the study room, closed the door, and did not turn on the light.

The room was shaped like a T, with the door at the center and two wings extending outwards near the back. There were some tables, and chairs, it was perfect. Moonlight shined just bright enough for us to see, but not bright enough for someone peering in from the fully-lit hallway to see what was going on inside, even if they could somehow see into the back. I took Kara’s hand and led her to one of the corners, where I immediately pinned her up against the wall, grabbed her by the hips, and kissed her. We made out like this in the corner, taking turns pinning the other up against the wall. Kara’s hands explored my body, and mine explored hers. I grabbed her tits through her sweater, then ran my hands beneath and squeezed the real deal. I smacked her ass so hard the room echoed, and slipped my hands beneath her shorts to grip her cheeks. I pulled her cheek to the side with one hand and with the other put a finger on her asshole, to which Kara released a moan. One of her hands was gripping my cock, while the other was undoing the knot on my pants. The string came loose, and within seconds she dropped down and put my dick in her mouth.

She didn’t blow me like she did yesterday – last night’s blowjob started slow and steady, building up from there. This time it was full force, straight away. In her first try she took me in almost all the way, farther than she was able to take me at the peak yesterday. A couple more attempts like that and my entire dick was inside her mouth. I groaned in pleasure as her tongue moved up and down my shaft. I felt my head against the back of her throat – she held it there for a few seconds, keeping me in ecstasy, running her tongue in circles all along my shaft. She pulled me out and coughed for a moment, quickly taking me back in. My dick was engorged with her spit, which was now starting to run down my balls. Kara took notice of this, and still stroking my shaft with her hand, took one of my balls into her mouth. I cannot begin to describe the sensation – pain, and pleasure, and everything it between. It felt like an orgasm, tense and enormous, but it also hurt a lot.

I grabbed her sweater and pulled it up. She quickly raised her arms and slipped it off. Her tits jumped out at me, but I couldn’t get to them because she grabbed my cock and shoved it back in her mouth. I was moaning so loudly I was certain people outside could hear me. Hell, people in other buildings could probably hear me. I didn’t care, this blowjob was incredible. I grabbed Kara by the top of her head and pulled her up. I forced her chin up and bit her lip. We kissed deeply, and I grabbed her ass again. She was mine, and I was going to take her. I lowered my hands to her thighs and lifted her up from the ground. She gasped, but I quickly laid her down on one of the nearby tables. Her tits flattened out and I suckled on those for a minute. She held my head in place while I licked circles around her sensitive nipples. I reached down with my hand, entered her pants through one of her leg holes, and started rubbing her bare pussy. She was incredibly wet. I pulled her ass so that it sat right up at the end of the table and lifted her legs upwards. I took my shirt off, pulled her shorts up to her knees, and started teasing her pussy with my cock, now wet from both her saliva and from her pussy. Kara took a deep breath in, and let it out shivering. My shaft was sliding up and down her clit, sending tremors up both our bodies. I lowered my head so that it faced her opening and looked her dead in the eyes.

“Tell me what you want.” I asked her.

“You know what I want…” She said, almost whining. She was begging for it.

“Kara I want you to tell me…” I pushed in ever so slightly, just to feel how she would open up to me. She was indeed opening.

“I was you to fuck me, Jack.” She wasn’t laughing – nor smiling. She was being tortured. I had what she wanted, I could give it to her, but I was keeping it away. She was in agony. And then, in one steady movement, I pushed my cock inside of her. Kara closed her eyes and breathed in sharply, holding her breath as my entire length entered her. I held it for a few seconds, and pulled back. As I did, Kara breathed out, moaning slowly. At that moment I claimed her virginity.

“Yes…” she whispered. I pushed back in, and her hips edged forward. I released her legs and grabbed her by the shoulders, pulling her in as I moved within her. Her warmth and wetness was unreal. She was quivering – every time I was fully inside of her I could feel how much her body was shaking. She was euphoric, and we fucked in wonderland. We were moving faster and faster – she was meeting my thrusts with lurches of her own, moaning in pleasure. We fucked like this for a while; I was getting close, and she was on the brink.

“Kara…” I moaned.

“Yeah…?” She replied. We were both slow to speak, too indulged in the sensations.

“Are you… Going to… Cum for me?” I said in three parts. As I said the last part I pulled her shoulders in harder than ever before, and moved up so as to penetrate her from higher up. He chin lurched upwards as she clenched her teeth and shut her eyes. Her orgasm was releasing – her hips convulsed and her pussy spasmed. This was the end of the line for me as well – I felt the tension in my balls building up. I wasn’t wearing a condom, and I was balls deep inside this woman. I pulled back, gave her one last deep thrust and pulled out, sending out streams of cum onto her stomach, tits, face, hair, and even shooting them beyond her head. It was one of the greatest, most satisfying orgasms of my life.

We lay there, me on top of her, cold and naked, the most satisfied we have ever been.

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