[MF] Study session turned fuck session.

Upon entering my fourth and final year of college, I [F21] decided I would be more adventurous. The prior three years were rather boring as I did not date nor party. I remained glued to my books, oblivious to time passing me by. So, I decided that for my senior year, I would make the most out of my college experience. I started wearing makeup and dressing fashionably. Gone were the days when I wore sweatpants and a ponytail to class. I made it an effort to look good everyday, and in turn, this gave me confidence to flirt with guys – something that I was too shy to do before.

The first day of class, I surveyed the lecture hall for a seat. A really cute guy [M21] caught my eye. He had dark straight hair, gorgeous brown eyes, and tan skin. The way his muscles clung to his t-shirt and the way his toned thighs looked in his shorts caught my attention. I approached him and asked, “Is this seat taken?” as I pointed to the seat to the left of him. He replied no and motioned for me to sit. We introduced ourselves and engaged in small talk however, we did not speak for most of the class. We awkwardly exchanged numbers to send each other notes. “See ya next week,” I smiled at the end of class.

Two days later, we bumped into each other at the cafeteria and agreed to grab lunch and then study in the library afterwards. The mood was still a little awkward since we were both shy and didn’t know each other that well. But I enjoyed his company because I found him irresistibly sexy. I noticed his eyes dropped to my thighs and lingered there for a moment as we sat. I think he liked my miniskirt. Just as quickly as his gaze fell upon my thighs, he looked away. I simply smiled and continued eating, secretly enjoying the attention.

For the next couple of weeks, we occasionally had lunch and studied together. Sometimes, we studied outside on the benches, admiring the beautiful fall scenery. I remember how good he looked in his sweater and just how much I wanted to kiss him. I could never really focus on studying because my mind would wander elsewhere. Sometimes, I would fantasize about him fucking me on the desk. We always sat beside each other during class and over time, we grew more comfortable around each other. We began engaging in banter, teasing, and perhaps even….flirting? We even began flirtatiously touching each other. I almost couldn’t keep my hands off him. My hands would always gravitate towards his arms. I loved hugging him and feeling his hard pecs against my chest. I wonder if he felt the same way about my breasts against his chest. Every time we were around each other, it was all laughs and smiles.

As midterms rolled around, the libraries grew packed. We complained about how it was difficult to find a spot to study in the library. I suggested that we study at his place, to which he agreed. On Friday, we both finished class early so he drove us to his apartment, which he shared with two other roommates. Luckily, his roommates weren’t home. To this study date, I wore the same denim miniskirt I knew he secretly loved, and a grey cardigan with a tight, white tanktop underneath. I wasn’t wearing a bra, and purposefully so. My long, silky, black hair was in soft, elegant curls that framed my face. I lightly sprayed on my most intoxicating perfume and wore clear lipgloss in the hopes that my plump lips would catch his attention.

We entered his bedroom and began studying on the floor at the foot of his bed since his desk couldn’t accommodate us both. As we were studying, I inched closer and closer to him until there was no space between us. I took off my cardigan, pretending it was hot. His eyes instantly fell to my breasts, which clung to my tight tank top. My nipples were hard since I was horny. I just knew my panties were soaked, too. I tucked my hair behind my ear to expose my collarbone and neckline. I smiled at him and he smile back but returned his head to his work. ‘Weird…’ I thought to myself. I thought he got the hint. Did he not want me like I wanted him? Did I read the situation wrong? I mean, I thought we were both attracted to each other. I decided to be a little more assertive and see how he would receive me. Perhaps he was just being a gentleman.

“Do you wanna take a study break?” I asked him, blinking flirtatiously.
He moved his laptop off his lap and turned to me. “What do you have in mind?” he asked.
I smiled as I touched his arm. We held eye contact for a moment. His eyes lingered to my lips, then to my breasts. I leaned in and pressed a soft kiss against his lips and moved in closer to whisper in his ear, “Is this okay?”
“Definitely,” he replied. We began kissing passionately. I sat on top of him and ran my fingers delicately through his hair. He grabbed my waist and his hands roamed to my ass. We continued kissing. I brushed my tongue slightly on his bottom lip and he parted his lips. We began french kissing and I felt a bulge in his sweats. I grinded on it as our kiss grew deeper. We were breathless at the excitement and he broke away to whisper in my ear, “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this,” as he squeezed my ass.
I beamed at those words and took my top off, exposing my small yet perky breasts. I guided his hands to grab them and he began toying with my nipples, squeezing them and even flicking them. That sent me into overdrive. A moan escaped my lips as he sucked my nipples.
“You like that, don’t you?” he grinned. I nodded and reached my hand to his bulge. I rubbed it over his sweatpants. I got off his lap and tugged at the waistband as I stared into his eyes. He pulled down his sweatpants and I instantly licked the tip. I couldn’t contain myself. Then I popped the tip in my mouth, sucked it, and slowly started bobbing my head up and down along the length of his dick. I heard him let out a grunt which made me more eager. I picked up the pace and looked up at him. We held eye contact as I sucked his dick. He threw his head back and muttered “fuck”. I stopped before he could cum. I wanted him inside me. I reached into my bag for a condom and put it on him.

I turned around, lifted my skirt, pulled my panties to the side, and slid his thick dick inside me. It slid in fairly easily as I was extremely wet. I began riding his dick, slowly at first, picking up the pace. He came fairly quickly, which was disappointing. He unfortunately couldn’t get his dick hard again for round two so he decided to eat me out while he fingered me to orgasm. As he was eating me out, I grabbed a fistful of his hair and guided him to where I wanted him. He was directly licking my clit, which was a bit too sensitive. So, I directed him to lick around it and over the hood. He was a pro at taking directions and adjusting to my feedback. Pressure began to build up from the sensation of him simultaneously fingering my wet pussy and eating me out. Before I knew it, my eyes rolled to the back of my head and I had a leg trembling orgasm. I didn’t notice how much my thighs were squeezing his head and I profusely apologized. He laughed that it was no problem. We kissed once more and I lay in his arms, with my head against his chest. After a moment, we got dressed and he drove me home.

We never dated, but we fucked plenty more times, each time better than the last. There is one day in particular, where we fucked like pornstars, that the memory I cannot remove from my head. Sometimes I touch myself thinking about that day. But that’s a story for another time. Though he wasn’t my boyfriend, I could always count on him to help me release the tensions from school.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ntrj25/mf_study_session_turned_fuck_session

8 comments on “[MF] Study session turned fuck session.

  1. This is such a hot story, it honestly makes me melt thinking about what I could do with my study-partner

  2. You write well and this is a very erotic story. What was your sexual experience at that point? You said you mostly concentrated on your studies the first 3 years of college yet You seemed very confident in engaging this boy in sex.
    Did you have a boyfriend at the time?
    Well done story.
    Thanks for sharing

  3. Ohh I loved this story. As someone recentlyish out of college the nostalgia is fun. That “will we won’t we” makes it so exciting. Hope you write more stories!

  4. Man, you remind me of my ex girlfriend. Also, I would assume he was just oblivious to your hints, because I just learned that those are now hints. I imagine I missed out on a lot of great women. The more you know lol

  5. That was definitely hot… To fuck a sexy female study partner.. Could have made it more sexy.. By one of u read and explain the other while getting fucked or played with.. I wonder though what made u not want him as your boyfriend? Was it because he could not last long? I guess with practice he would have improved

  6. You’ve answered it yourself but in any case, yes he was being the gentleman. Some of us don’t want to mistake anything and piss away a nice and beautiful early equation with the girl of our interest because in case we have misread the signs, at best it could make things awkward, at worst we could be in trouble with the law

  7. > I squeezed my walls tightly around his dick as I bounced on it, curious to see what it would do to him.

    A woman after my own heart, it’s be hard not to moan feeling that. Sounds like you two enjoyed each other a lot, there is always more than one way to study :).

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