Lesbian College Student Falls for Her Male TA [MF] [Masturbation]

[Note: the author is lgbt and this is based on a true story]

Kylie thought longingly about the TA of her Bio class, trying not to stare as she imagined kissing them. She had come out as a lesbian in high school and dated women exclusively. All of that wouldn’t have been a problem, except that her Bio TA’s name was Ben, and he was definitely not a woman.

Ben was unlike anyone she’d ever met, male or female. He was incredibly smart, kind, funny, and they had so much in common it was unreal. They were even close in age, barely a year apart, due to Kylie only recently returning to college after taking a few years off.

During the first week of school, they’d gotten along so well that she’d exchanged phone numbers with him and promised not to care what grades he gave her on her work if he’d allow them to hang out sometimes socially.

The only problem was, Ben was completely aware that Kylie was a lesbian, and totally unaware of her growing crush on him. She worried telling him would ruin their budding friendship, and that he’d somehow think less of her, as if she’d misrepresented herself.

She wasn’t even sure if she was his type, anyway. Yes they got on well, but more as bros than anything. They could talk about science and video games in the same conversation. That didn’t guarantee romantic interest. Kylie had always been athletic, and was considered a soft butch by her lesbian friends and exes. She shopped in the guy section of clothing stores and dressed practically in jeans and t shirts most of the time. Probably not a straight guy’s fantasy of an ideal girlfriend, she imagined.

And did she want to date Ben? She really, really liked him, and she was definitely attracted to him, but she had no idea how to have a romantic relationship with a male.

Her attraction to Ben had hit her one day, about two months after meeting him. They were standing around talking on campus when a crowd pushed past them, forcing them close together in a narrow hallway. For a moment she had been surrounded by Ben’s smell, and something about it overloaded her senses.

She went home that night and thought about what it might be like to kiss him. Ben’s lips looked incredibly supple, but he had a full beard. Would it be scratchy, as she’d heard women complain before, or would it be as soft as it looked?

For weeks, imagining kissing Ben turned into thinking about doing other things with him. She wanted to kiss him everywhere. His ears, his neck, his chest. She wanted to cup his pecs and suck his nipples. She wanted to lick and nip his entire torso, even his armpits. She wanted to burrow herself in that incredible smell she’d become addicted to. She would kiss down his legs, over his knees, to his feet. She’d suck each toe, then flip him over onto his stomach and work her way back up. Only when she’d made it to the back of his neck would she flip him back around again and slip between his legs, nipping at his inner thighs before giving attention to his penis.

His penis. It was the one thing she hadn’t managed to conjure a fantasy for. She’d overheard a few girls talking about boyfriends and penis size, and it made her think. Did she care what Ben’s penis looked like, or how big it was? After all, she’d never cared about the size of a girl’s hands or tongue, or how big her clit was.

Besides, any extra stimulation that might be desired could always be accomplished with toys. She was a firm believer that any toy for her lover was a toy for both of them, and she’d never been intimidated or put off by the varied tastes of the women she’d been with. Some liked vibrators, some like strap-ons. Some preferred girth, some wanted length, a few wanted both. Some wanted long, thick, strap-on vibrators. While none of that had ever fazed her, she’d never indulged herself. Aside from fingers, she’d never been penetrated.

Kylie wondered what Ben would feel like inside of her, and the thought made her cunt dripping wet and her clit swell with need. Was she turning straight? She thought this with sudden shock. She shook her head. No, this wasn’t for just any male, this was for Ben alone.

No matter what his cock looked like, no matter how big or small, she knew she would absolutely worship it. She would kiss and lick and suck it so lovingly, and enjoy every moment of the task. She wondered what Ben would taste like. Like the ocean he loved, she guessed. Fresh and salty and wonderful. Fuck, she was soaked just thinking about it, about letting him spurt into her mouth, or anywhere on her body that he wanted to.

The rest of the semester, Kylie found herself rushing home after classes to masturbate thinking about him, eventually experimenting with penetration and pretending it was Ben. She used a small, soft, realistic dildo and when the spongy head hit her cervix for the first time, she moaned loudly in surprise at the immense pleasure of it. She had no idea it could feel so good. She cried out for him as she came hard on the cock she wished desperately was his.

When classes ended, she went to his office to wish him a good summer break. He seemed distracted, preparing for a research trip he was taking he said. He’d be out on the ocean for weeks. She groaned internally, knowing that she would soon be fantasizing about being trapped in close quarters with him on that boat.

She offered him a hug goodbye, and when he accepted she held on slightly longer than was probably socially acceptable, but she didn’t care because she was engulfed in that addictive scent. He promised to stay in touch via email. She wished he would bend her over his desk and make her his. They parted ways, and for a moment Kylie imagined she saw regret and longing in Ben’s eyes, but she forced herself to assume it was wishful thinking.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/can9cb/lesbian_college_student_falls_for_her_male_ta_mf