The Traveling Nurse [MF]

I was putting away groceries when she came sauntering down the hallway.

“Hey, I’m Michelle, your new roommate.”

Finals were the only thing on my mind that week and after that day’s brutal test, seeing a hot girl in my kitchen threw me off. I recalled the landlord telling me about a new roommate taking the spare bedroom in the townhouse so I grabbed a beer and we started chatting. I couldn’t stay for long because I had dinner plans with friends, but the attraction was palpable. Her accent revealed her Midwestern roots and the travel nurse assignment that brought her to The South.

A few days later, we went for a hike. I’m usually enthralled with the fall leaves, but this time I was focused on Michelle’s ass. Yoga pants are nice, but when they’re on a tall yogi, they’re phenomenal. Her auburn hair was long and wavy, and almost reached her perfect ass. I tried to be as inconspicuous as possible, but I’m sure she caught me checking her out a few times. The 9 mile hike felt like it took two minutes because of our chemistry.

Michelle looked famished. “That long hike made me a little hungry.”

“How do you feel about Mediterranean?”

“I’m vegan.”

Fuck. How did that topic not get mentioned this entire time? But… how bad do I want to see those blue eyes roll back?

“I know a great vegan joint downtown.”

After washing up at home, we went out for dinner. The banter was so good, we decided on drinks afterwards. The drinks were great, so we decided on dancing afterwards. I respectfully kept my distance, but the alcoholic rhythm brought us closer. Before I knew it, she was grinding her ass on my crotch and I knew she craved *some* meat.

After a few songs, the day’s activities caught up to us and we headed home. The sexual tension in the car was real. I didn’t know how much longer I could contain myself, but I had to play it cool. I parked and we slowly made our way up the steps to the door. As I slid my key in, I stopped, noticing the hidden yearning in her eyes. The patio light flickered as I brought my hand to her neck and we drew closer. Her perfume was intoxicating. Finally, a taste of her lips threw all inhibitions aside.

We clambered into the house and didn’t bother turning on the lights. In that moment, we were obsessed. Small beams from the streetlamps outside peered through her window and helped us locate her bed. I threw her backwards onto the bed and eagerly dove after. I pinned her arms above her head with one hand and fondled her perky tits with the other. Her kisses were passionate and tasty. But some ethical part of me wanted to take things slow, so I stopped. She looked up at me, confused.

“Is everything okay?”

“I think we should take it slow.” I backed away from the bed.

“Oh…okay…”

“I had a great time tonight. See you in the morning?”

“Me too… sure…”

I felt bad for cutting things off, so I leaned in to kiss her goodnight. It wasn’t my fault she clung to my back. Or that she wrapped her legs around my waist and drew me tighter. I could have easily broken this hold, but her pussy massaging my throbbing dick through my jeans made me weak. Soon we were naked.

Our eyes finally adjusted to the partial streetlight as we admired each other’s bodies. She had the quintessential hip to waist ratio. Her tits were ideal for my palms. I’m a leg guy and her legs seemed to stretch forever. I was in heaven, but I’m a gentleman. I lightly brushed my lips down her neck, along her collar bone, her shoulders, and let my tongue explore her supple breasts. Michelle let out a soft, encouraging moan as I headed further down. I grazed over her inviting cunt, pleased with the lack of hair. She pouted so I moved along her inner thighs to her feet. Sliding a pillow under her lower back, I returned to her moist mound.

I gave a few tentative licks, enjoying the taste of her sweet, wet pussy. Her head turned to the side in delight and she grasped my hair with her impatient hands. I punished her for this and went back to kissing her inner thighs. When she finally relaxed, I went back to her anxious cunt. The more I explored, the louder she moaned. I listened and watched attentively as she bit her bottom lip and contently cried out. I quickened my pace as I approached her clit and when she was on the precipice, I gave her reason to miss my tongue when it was away. Her body convulsed as waves of pleasure shot through her. My turn.

Michelle smiled as I brought myself on top of her, knowing I brought dick, too. I teased her dripping pussy with the tip of my cock and her nails dug into my back. I slowly entered her and we both gasped in ecstasy. I felt her legs wrapped around me tense as each stroke went deeper. Like on the dance floor, our bodies collided in perfect unison. Her frantic moans matched the rhythm of each deep thrust and desperate kiss. But I had to see that ass again.

“Get on your hands and knees.”

I got off the bed and positioned her near the edge. What a perfect body. The view from the rear was just as sexy as the front. I grabbed her hips with my hands and pulled her close. Her pussy was used to me by now, but I elicited another hungry moan as I slid my dick in from behind. I pumped faster as her toned ass smacked deliciously on my crotch. Her sexy body excited a guttural “fuck” from my lips. I grabbed the base of her long, red hair as I fucked her violently. We tried several more positions, trying desperately to satiate each other’s appetite. My body finally got tired, reminding me of the day’s hiking and dancing.

“By the way, I don’t usually cum when I have sex with someone for the first time.”

“Really, why?”

“I think it’s performance anxiety, but I usually cum the second time.”

“You’re assuming there’s going to be a second time,” she said playfully.

I slapped her ass and she grinned as she cleaned up. I headed upstairs to my room. We didn’t have sex the next day because her body needed a break, but I did cum eventually. That’s a story for another day.

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