It was about 11pm on a lazy Friday night when I walked my date home after a movie night. Sam, tall and with dark hair cascading over her shoulders and down her back, had spent the past hour around mine watching one of her favourite films for our latest date. We’d met in the first few weeks of university and really hit it off almost immediately, and she soon sent a message asking me out. I respected her forwardness and accepted. This had been our fourth date, and perhaps the most intimate, cuddling together throughout the duration of the film. I must admit, I had not been paying full attention to the film, and was caught a few times staring down at her during the movie. Playfully, I had been told to pay attention to the screen, lest I miss an important detail.
At the conclusion I had offered to walk her home, to steal a few more moments in her company. So, here we stood outside her place, by the door, silently maintaining eye contact. I broke the silence; “well, it’s been a wonderful night…” and trailed off. My eyes jumped between her own and her lips, parted slightly and just showing the white teeth hidden behind them. From what I saw of her face, she was doing the same.
The moment was still, before she said “you can kiss me if you’d like, you know.”
I didn’t need telling twice. I leaned forward and locked my lips with hers. We kissed in the same rhythm, moving like the tide. We broke contact and I noticed that her back was now pushed against the front door and she was looking into my eyes as her chest moved up and down with her heavy breath. This time she took the initiative, closing the distance between us and kissing me hard. My hand caressed her face, thumb trailing from beneath her eye across her soft, pink cheek. Her hand, which had lay on my chest, drifted downward and rested on the belt line of my jeans, above my rapidly hardening penis, and she broke the kiss once more. With a slight raising of her eyebrows, she almost whispered, “I’m down if you are.”
One hand went to the door knob to push it open while the other slipped between her legs and caressed her through her tights. I could feel a blazing heat. Stumbling inside, we made it to her room and threw our clothes to the floor. Her coat, then shirt were slipped off, revealing freckles down her shoulders. A simple white bra covered her chest, which was rising and falling with excitement. My own heart was racing. We connected again, lips together before I moved down and kissed the corner of her jaw, where it met her neck. Kisses and small, delicate bites were trailed down her neck and the front of her chest until I paused at her bra. Unfastening it, her chest was revealed. Each breast was perfectly sized, perfectly fit in my palm. While my thumb toyed with her right nipple, my mouth moved to kiss and gently nibble and lick her left nipple. Sam’s neck arched and she let out a gasp as I worked, then swore, “fuck!” This was positive encouragement.
Eventually, my kisses reached the waistband of her trousers. Our eyes locked and she nodded with a desperation I had never seen before. Her trousers flew across the room and I dove between her legs. Her fingers were immediately in my hair, tightly holding to help guide my tongue. Her legs shuddered as I used my mouth and her thighs gripped my head tightly. My fingers easily slipped inside her as my tongue massaged her clit. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream of ecstasy.
Suddenly, she pulled my head up to be parallel with hers. We kissed deeply while I continued to finger her, until we broke the kiss again. Sam looked into my eyes, bit her lip, then whispered, “fuck me, please”. My trousers now flew across the room, before her hand held my length and rubbed it a few times before guiding it inside her. I exhaled while she slightly gasped, then swore again, “oh fuck”. She was warm and tightly gripped me, and her legs were up, wrapped around me as I moved inside her. Her hand rested on my hip to guide me and one of my hands cupped her face. I moved to kiss her deeply. My other hand tightly gripped the headboard, to thrust deeply inside her. We moved together, finding a perfect rhythm and I impaled her over and over. Her head shook from side to side before she simply arched her neck and gripped me even tighter, her nails drawing blood from my hip where she held me.
Sam began to murmur, “oh, oh”, over and over, while I thrusted inside her, and I could feel my own breath become ragged and hoarse. “Oh fuck, I’m close, I’m close,” she told me, and looked up into my eyes. He eyebrows were raised and her eyes were wide with love. She cried out again, “oh fuck, please cum, please cum with me, oh God please let me cum!” That was too much. I felt my own release dangerously close and as her walls closed warmly and wetly around me, I thrust as far into her as I could and came. Her whole body convulsed and shook as she had her own orgasm, and we stayed frozen, fixed together for a few seconds. As we both regained our senses, I rolled off of her and she whimpered when I slipped out of her. We moved together and cuddled on her bed.
Suddenly, my eyes snapped open. I checked my watch, lying on the bed side table and saw the time. “3:24”. We had drifted into a deep, fulfilled and tired sleep. My stirring must have awoken her too. She smiled up at me, her teeth a bright white in the darkness of early morning. “Good morning,” Sam whispered in the dark.
“Good morning,” I replied. “Sam, I – I think I love you.”
She giggled quietly, then replied. “I think I love you too.” Then she reached her hand down past my stomach. “Ready for round 2?”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/n6hqkv/after_a_date_mf_university
Nicely done. Very hot. My only complaint is the last sentence. I feel it was a little bit trite. But that is just me.Good job.
Nice one :) good flow. Are you planing more?