A few years after I moved to the city for university, a friend of mine was tutoring me for one of my pre-requisites. I had been enamored with him ever since I moved from my small town. We bonded over painting and music and I would get lost in his eyes and become flustered every time he spoke to me. He was the kind of guy who somehow seemed to be good at everything and when he found out that I was struggling with my physics class, he offered to help me out.
He would come to my dorm room a couple of times a week and we would work on problems together. At first it was ok but then the course really started to get the best of me and I became frustrated. I started to feel like I was going to fail and became despondent. One day when he showed up I was already in a bad mood. I had received a disappointing grade on my last quiz and to top it off my roommate was getting on my nerves. Although I rarely saw her, I could always hear her in her bedroom. It felt like each night she would bring home some random guy and I could hear them fumbling around in her room. Also she wasn’t shy about being vocal whenever she was having sex. That doesn’t usual bug me, but for some reason, with everything going badly it was super irritating.
My friend sensed right away that I wasn’t feeling great and he tried his best to get me to regroup after the frustrating setbacks. We started going through problems and I felt my irritation rising. After he tried to explain a problem to me for the third time I broke down and started crying. He sat back and put his arm around me and let me cry. I guess I really needed it because I just sort of balled up into the fetal position and cried in his arms for a good five minutes. He said nothing. When the crying subsided I felt a little ridiculous and started laughing, he laughed as well.
We decided to call it a day but from that day on the tutoring became a lot easier. I was a lot more receptive to his explanations and I started to understand the problems. Each time I would get a question right we would do a little celebration. Sometimes a high five, sometimes a hug. When we finished an important section we would put on some music and dance around. One day we danced to salsa music (which he was inexplicably good at for some reason) and he did this little move where he spun me around and caught in his arms pressed up against him. Feeling him against my body made me feel tingly. I giggled and put my head on his chest. We swayed for a bit and then he said he had to go. That night as I was falling asleep I kept imagining him with me in bed touching me and kissing me.
The next time I saw him I waved around my latest quiz which I almost aced. I was ecstatic and when he came to my dorm I ran up to him and jumped into his arm wrapping my legs around him and started giving him innocent kisses all over his face. He laughed and carried me all the way to the couch where we usually studied. But before he placed me down on the couch he looked up at me into my eyes and smiled. I felt my heart skip a beat and bit my lip. ‘Maybe we could skip studying and watch a movie today?’ I asked. He smiled and said I deserved the break.
We put on a documentary and made ourselves comfortable on the couch and without a second thought I leaned back into his arms wresting my head on him. I could feel his body and his warmth and his breathing. It felt electric. His hands stroked my arms and then later my legs. It was all innocent but it felt like my body was heating up. I began to gently sway against him and I guess he could feel it too because he started to hold me tighter and to press against me more. A small sigh, almost a whimper, escaped from my lips. It caught me off guard but I knew that he heard it. He cupped my face in his hand from the back and kissed my neck. I felt his hot breath behind my ear and electricity spread throughout my whole body.
I turned to face him and and his eyes were smoldering. I kissed him, gently at first and then more intensely. I softly nibbled his lips, tasting him and feeling his breath. He kissed me back and repositioned me into his arms. His hands were all over my body now. I bucked up against him, wanting him to touch me, to have me. I wrapped my leg around him and he took my thigh in his hand under my dress and handled it. I could feel his fingers caressing and probing me. I wanted to feel them higher up and I bucked up against him. He slid up his hand and firmly stroked the outside of my panties with his open fingers and palm. I moaned in surprise.
He kept touching me firmly on the outside of my panties while occasionally teasing me around the edge and inner thigh. I could feel myself getting warmer and wetter. My pussy was throbbing in anticipation. I climbed onto his leg and began to rub myself against him. He reached up under my dress to feel my breasts. He freed one of my breasts from the dress and took the nipple into his mouth. I pressed my body against him and moaned again then took his face into my hands and kissed him passionately. ‘Let’s go to my room’ I said looking him straight in the eyes.
He carried me to my room, closed the door and laid me down on the bed. The he repositioned himself below me and started to peel off my black panties. I laid my head back and closed my eyes dreamily. He began to tease me with light touches of his fingers all around my inner thighs. He placed his smooth face up against me and breathed his hot breath onto my pussy lips. I shuddered. He moved all around my vulva and inner thigh without going straight for my lips or clit. I looked down at him and saw him lick his fingers and gently run them up and down my slit. He gently massaged me and I could feel my pussy throbbing. The he sort of squeezed my pussy lips together and started rolling them together with my clit in between. I bucked my body against him pushing myself into his face.
Then he looked up at me with hungry eyes and buried his face into my pussy. I felt his tongue running side to side against my lips. Then small kisses around my inner thigh. The I felt him take my whole pussy into his mouth and suck on the hood of my clit, flicking me with his tongue. I’ve had guys eat me out before and it always felt like they were experimenting with random movements but he wasn’t doing anything randomly. He was somehow listening to my body. He licked me right at the moment when I wanted to be licked and when I needed to be sucked that was exactly he was doing. How he knew how to do this I have no idea, but I wasn’t going to stop it to ask him. I let him devour me in whatever way he saw fit.
When I began to get close to orgasm I noticed that he stopped changing his movements and continued to lick me in exactly the same way, building up pressure. Then at just the right moment, he slid two fingers inside me and pressed them up while he continued to lick me. I started humping his face uncontrollably and grabbed his head. ‘Don’t stop,’ I begged him ‘please don’t stop. Keep going, I’m almost there!’
I heard my roommate closing her door and I knew that she could hear me. That made me want to be even louder. ‘Oh god! Yes! Please keep eating my pussy just like that! I’m gonna cum, baby, please I’m gonna cum!’. I came right into his face and screamed in pleasure as my pussy gushed with warm gooey delight. He rubbed his face into my pussy and reached up to tease my nipples. Then he slid up towards me and kissed me. I felt my warm juices on his face. ‘Tastes good, doesn’t it?’ he asked with a smirk.
That…was…HOT!!!!!! 🔥🔥🔥 I hope you eventually fucked.
that was smokin hot i came at the same time she did that was thoroughly exciting
Nice imagery