Grad School Fling, Part 2 [MF]

[Part 1 Here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/952zab/grad_school_fling_mf/)

The next day, I wasn’t sure how things would be between Lauren and me. We had both given in to some very primal feelings, and it really could have been awkward. She didn’t come to breakfast the next morning, and I got even more worried. I went to my morning round of academic work with a niggling fear in the back of my mind that we had gone too far, thinking that we would have some “very serious” conversation during the afternoon about how we can’t do that again and how it was a mistake.

When I walked in to lunch, she was sitting at one of the tables. We made intense eye contact for a heartbeat, then she smiled up at me, gesturing to the seat beside her. When I sat down she leaned over and whispered, “I just soaked my panties.”

I nearly choked on my iced tea.

She grinned at me, keeping the conversation very friendly and light for the rest of the meal – and the rest of the day. We were back to our normal flirtatious selves, enjoying the summer day amongst our colleagues and cohorts.

That night, as we walked from the last lecture of the night towards the dormitory building, she said, “Give me your key.” I raised an eyebrow at her. “Your room key, c’mon.” I handed it to her with a smirk, unsure what she was planning. She tucked it into her pocket and said, “When I get up and say I’m going to bed, give me ten minutes then come to your room.”

With that she hurried ahead of me, making sure to enter the common room with one of her other friends.

The rest of the evening she stayed across the room from me, shooting me knowing glances from time to time, but making no move to sit near me or interact with me in any way. I played along, talking to some of the other students about whatever came to mind, just carrying on pleasant conversation over our beer and wine.

At about 10:30, Lauren stood up, kissed one of her friends on the cheek, and said she was going to bed. I watched her for any indication that the plan was still on, but she didn’t even look my way. I started counting ten minutes… and I sweat it took ten hours. When I finally felt I’d given it enough time I finished my beer and said I was turning in early.

When I got to my room the door was unlocked. I stepped in and closed it quickly behind me. It was dark, and I let my eyes adjust to the lack of light.

Lauren was on my bed, completely naked, her legs spread wide, fingering herself gently. “Just getting warmed up for you…”

“Holy shit…” was all I could manage as I started hurriedly stripping.

“I’ve masturbated four times today,” she purred, rolling onto her stomach, then pushing herself up onto her hands and knees. “I wish we could be loud, because I could really use a spanking… I’ve been such a bad girl today.”

She really knew how to push my buttons – but she was right. These walls were paper-thin, and it would be a fairly big scandal if people in other rooms heard me slapping her ass while she moaned.

I threw my shirt onto the floor, shoved my shorts and boxers down in one motion, and stepped out of my sneakers as I closed the distance to her. I grabbed her hips with both hands, squeezing hard enough to bruise her soft flesh, and ground my mostly-hard cock up and down against her slit. She was literally dripping wet, with her honey coating her mound and her inner thighs. As soon as I touched her she had to stifle a moan, so she buried her face down in my pillow.

I whispered, “You’re on the pill, right?” as I rubbed my cockhead up and down her slit.

“Shot…” she whispered back, “Totally covered… so fill me up, Daddy, your girl’s been bad.”

I took a moment to admire the view, to wrap my head around what was happening – here was a girl, young enough to actually be my daughter, with her ass up in the air telling me to fuck her.

I was happy to oblige.

I shoved in to her deep, sinking all the way in with a single thrust. She was so wet we could hear the squishing noises with every thrust. She braced herself against the wall with one hand and held my pillow up to her mouth with the other, doing her best to keep her moans muffled. I had to clench my jaw, holding my breath to resist the urge to groan out – her pussy was hot and wet and felt like it was trying to pull me in deeper with every motion.

The room was hot, and we were both sweating like racehorses as I kept pounding her. Eventually it was just too much to resist, and I pushed all the way in before cumming hard. I pumped every drop deep into her before slowly pulling out.

She shuddered and rolled onto her side, looking up at me with her big innocent eyes, and giggled into my pillow.

I laid down next to her, panting for air, trying to cool off in the stifling room. As soon as I stretched out she curled her body down to pull my cock into her mouth. She started licking and sucking me, moaning at the taste of our mingled cum, her hand on my balls, rubbing vigorously. I was so sensitive I was practically shaking against the mattress.

“What are you doing?” I whispered.

She popped my cock out to say, “I want more…” and resumed her sloppy blowjob.

I didn’t know I had it in me. I never went soft, instead her mouth coaxing me back to full hardness. Once again, she was deep-throating me, bobbing her head up and down as I lay back. I grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling more roughly this time. “You’re such a bad girl,” I whispered.

My words must have set something off in her because she just went into a dick-sucking frenzy. She pulled down against her hair with every bob, her free hand on the base of my shaft stroking vigorously against her own lips. I felt like she was trying to suck the very life out of me.

I finally came again after much effort – a single spurt followed by a dribble of cum that she slurped down with a smile.

We dozed for about an hour before she got up to leave. We were both sweaty, sticky messes. She pulled on her sun dress but put her panties on the bed beside me. “You keep these,” she said with a smile, “because I’m keeping your room key.”

She slipped out with a grin, blew me a kiss from the doorway, and closed the door behind her.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/95bkf2/grad_school_fling_part_2_mf

7 comments on “Grad School Fling, Part 2 [MF]

  1. Where’s Lauren from, in relation to you? Might we have some post seminar interaction?

  2. Excellent tale! I think I speak for a large contingent saying that we definitely want more!

  3. That was so fucking hot! And the part when she confirmed you to go raw and then finish inside her, Holy Shit Batman! I sincerely hope there will be more of this.

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