Some background information about me: F19, East Asian, 5’4″, 110 lb, 32B that is apparently well shaped with amazing nipples, pretty sizable ass since I lift and play a college sport, attending a small liberal arts college in boston
About the guy: M21, East Asian, 6’1, toned/kind of lanky, goes to Harvard.
Prior to this encounter, I already met him three times after matching on Tinder. We really hit it off and we had sex the third time we met, which was a week before this event. On a friday evening, my teammates and I decide to have a movie night and watch The Avengers : infinity war (which, by the way, is amazing). I was really hoping that he would text me because for the past two weeks, I went over to his place on a Friday night. In the middle of watching the film, my phone lights up and I get a text from him. I get immediately excited because I was anticipating to hear from him. I knew during that same evening, his dorm was having a formal, so it was probably a late night drunk text for a booty call. I was a little cheesed that he didn’t invite me to his formal, mostly because I wanted to see him in a suit and get fucked afterwards with him in it. I get hit with the classic ‘wyd tn’ text. I respond with ‘you?’ He sends back a blurry picture of himself in a suit and asks me when I’m coming over. We eventually decide that I would come over at 1:30 since his formal ends at 1.
After finishing up my movie, I head back to my room and change into a wrap dress that is knotted around the waist and a small black bralette. My school is notorious for having crazy party girls that go to MIT and Harvard to have fun on the weekends. I definitely am not like that and I try to play up my innocence by wearing less hoe-y clothes around him. Also we have a dominant/submissive dynamic and since I am a freshman and he’s a junior, I wanted to fuel the power dynamic further.
I walk to the entrance of his dorm and text him to come to the door since I don’t got that HUID. To my surprise, I see him outside walking towards me and talking to another girl who attended the formal. At first, I didn’t recognize him but when I did, I was instantly turned on. He was in his suit, but he had a slightly disheveled look. His tie was pulled loose, his shirt half buttoned and his hair slightly messed up. I thought he looked hot in his suit, but the whole messy look was something straight out of my fantasies.
We make our way inside and he tells me how he has to take care of one of his drunk friends. We get in the elevator, and as the door closes, we hug intensely: the kind where you hug the other person hard, but they hug you back harder. I should mention that we have some emotions involved and we both look forward to the weekend so we could see each other again. I honestly just missed him so badly and I’m sure he felt the same way about me. We get off the elevator and go to his drunk friend’s suite. We sit beside his friend on a futon in the common area and play Smash on the Wii.
After getting my ass handed to me in the game, he tells me to go to his room in another suite and wait for him after he helps his friend to bed. I sit on his bed and read a book I brought while I waited. He comes back to his room and I just freeze because I thought he just looked so beautiful. I have a thing for tall lanky guys. Just something about the slimness is so attractive. Also a plus that his intellect was out of this world. We talk for a bit and he shows me the guitar he has in his room that he was gonna use for a project.
—sexy time starts here—-
We brush our teeth together and then laid down in his bed together, with my head resting on his chest while he wrapped his arm around me. Before I could get completely comfortable in cuddling, he gets on top of me and we start making out. I could already feel that his dick was hard in his dress pants as he pressed up against me. We kissed deeply and hard, our tongues dancing around each other. Me being the ultimate brat in bed, I try to end the kiss by turning my head away and pulling his head up by grabbing his hair. He’s obviously stronger than me and to prevent me from ending the kiss, he firmly uses one of his hands to hold down my head in place and the other hand to hold my hand so I wouldn’t move. I gasped a little when he starts kissing me a lot more aggressively. There was almost a primal hunger within him that he was trying to satisfy. The more I tried to fight back, the harder he’d kiss.
He eventually let go and his hands made their way under my dress. Unfortunately, the way my dress was designed made it incredibly difficult to get past the waist without taking the dress completely off. Out of frustration, he pushes my wrap dress top to the side along with my bralette and sucks my nipple like there was no tomorrow. I am extremely sensitive at my nipples and they are always hard. At this point, I’m moaning because of the sensation overload. He uses his tongue to circle around my nipple lightly before diving back into sucking.
He stops and I shoot him a look of surprise since I wasn’t ready for him to end it. He gets up on his knees and pulls me by the thighs to bring me closer to him. He then peels my white lace thong to the side, positions himself, and starts eating my pussy like there was no tomorrow. He flicks his tongue against my clit and out of instinct, I let out a yelp. I bring my hand down and push his face deeper because his tongue just felt so amazing and I couldn’t get enough of it. He continues to lap up my pussy, licking my pussy up and down, but never forgetting to go back to my clit.
He comes back up to kiss me and I take my time to taste myself, lightly licking his now slightly swollen lips. With a bit more kissing, he flips me around so I’m on top in one swift and clean motion. I straddle his hips, sitting on top of his hard dick, and change the pace of our kissing. I lightly graze my lips against him for a barely there feeling. I pin his hands down so he can’t get the satisfaction of touching me. I wanted to draw his attention only to his lips and the weight of me on him.
He pushes me up and starts unbutton his shirt. I start fighting with him to see who can button his shirt faster but he cuts me off by pushing my head down, indicating to go down on him. I resist initially but give in because I wanted his hard cock in my mouth so badly. I pull his boxers and pants down as he finishes unbuttoning, but not taking off the shirt just yet. Before giving him head, I look him in the eye to show him who’s in control now. I work at the tip of his dick firstly, using my tongue to circle the head. He lets out a small grunt and instantly I’m more motivated to keep going. I love it when guys aren’t completely silent when having sex. I run my tongue up and down against his shaft, then wrapping my supple lips around the circumference of his dick and start sucking. With each stroke, I bring in his cock deeper into my mouth, eventually deepthroating him. As I leave my mouth at the base for him to take in the feeling, he lets out a louder moan. I start bobbing my head up and down quickly to suck him deeper. I gag slightly but I power through because I love the sound of his small moans. I work on his balls when I get tired, but still stroking his dick with my hand.
He pulls me back up and we share a rather sloppy kiss. He beckons me to lie down as he gets off his bed to grab the box that came with his tie. He opens it to grab a condom and a small packet of lube. He pulls off his pants entirely and rubs his bare dick against my pussy. I just wanted him to enter me right there and then but you know, safe sex. He rips over the package and slides the condom onto his cock. I watch his actions intensely because I was just craving him so badly. He pushes into me slightly and I gasp loudly in pain, as I have a condition that makes sex hurt. He slowly pulls out and then pushes back in slightly. As I grow accustomed to the feeling of him, I start relaxing and the pain slowly gets replaced with pleasure. My pussy also begins to loosen up and he starts thrusting deeper and faster into me. He also collapses his chest on top of me into missionary position. He whispers into my ear telling me how good my tight pussy feels. My moans get progressively louder with each of his thrusts. I just stop caring that he had suitemates who could hear everything that was going on.
He gets back up and starts fucking me from an upright position. I slowly pull the drawstring around my waist loose and unwrap my dress around me, using careful, deliberate actions since I knew he had a good view of me. Then I slowly unhooked up my bralette which, thankfully, had a front clasp, revealing my tits. He squeezes my tits hard while fucking me, drawing out another moan from me. I run my hand up and down his chest because I want to feel more of him. He finally tears off his tie and throws it on to the ground. He follows up with his blazer. We both frantically try to get him out his clothes. He leaves his white shirt on as he continues to fuck me with his cock that just feels so amazing. I can’t help but appreciate how beautifully his shirt was draped around him. He leans in close to me and starts licking my ear, causing me to squirm from the sensitivity. He whispers into my ear, telling me how much of a bad girl I’ve been. Finally, the white shirt came off as well, revealing his amazing body.
He brings up my legs to his shoulder and starts thrusting deeply. I moan with each pounding and hold onto the metal frame of his bed. Once I gained control of my senses again, I stop moaning, look him straight in the eyes again and choke him. I know this doesn’t make him happy, so he chokes me back harder, with the whole experience of feeling dominated turning me on. I interchange between moaning his name and calling him daddy, which was incredibly hot considering I never called anyone that before, the age difference between us, and the power dynamic. The fact that he goes to a prestigious ass school and I went to a school that was known for basically producing hoes for Harvard guys to fuck with made me feel more like his slut.
We change to cowgirl, his favorite position, and I ride him slowly. It was the first time I had sex with the lights on and god, was I grateful for it. I got a great view of his pretty face and body. He starts thusting into me from below and since I wasn’t ready, I collapse onto him and moan into his bed. He gets up from lying down and without pulling out, he sits upright, pulls my body in close to his, and I continue to ride him while rubbing my hard nipples against him. Eventually we go back to missionary and I wrap my arms around him, scratching up his back. His back is his slick with sweat but rather than finding it disgusting, I rub my hands more to feel the product of his hard fucking.
He whispers to me that he’s about to cum and I wrap my legs around his waist to stop him from pulling out. He lets out a small moan as he held his position and came. I pull him down to kiss him until he pulled out to take off the condom. We cuddle afterwards and in the morning after we sleep, we go in for round 2.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bn9zei/freshman_gets_fucked_by_a_harvard_junior_after
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