The time I [F]20 let the computer science nerd creampie me – part 1/2

I wasn’t in a good place.

Understand that this doesn’t absolve me of my guilt. I knew that then and I know it now. But, that doesn’t change the fact that it may well have been some of the best sex of my life. The taboo, the risk of getting caught. I couldn’t get enough.

I had known Alex for the better part of the year at this point. In yet another bid to find my calling, I was taking programming classes at my university. Turns out, I was terrible at it. By the time I came to that particular realization, it was too late to drop the classes, so I swallowed my pride and asked Alex for help. I figured I could trust him, and he would be willing to help.

Even though programming didn’t work out, and I dropped out of that particular program, Alex and I remained friends. I’d spend hours in his dorm with his roommates and later on, my friends to watch B horror movies, or do homework while he played video games. He never seemed to have any homework.

I had gone through a brutal breakup in the fall of that year. Coincidentally, the long distance relationship I was part of ended in a text conversation. My ex didn’t have the nerve to call.

Our friendship continued through the school year, and eventually, I started bringing him and his roommate to a friend’s house to party. It was a bit of a sausage fest, so I was glad to have two other guys with me, to watch my back.

On this particular night, Alex and I went together to a party, his roommate had a date. We’d been spending a lot of time together, and he always seemed to be on the rocks with his girlfriend. Apparently, she was incredibly insecure, and worried about him cheating constantly. It sounded exhausting, having to be available at a moment’s notice to comfort someone who panicked because your last text came after two minutes instead of one.

I’m a happy, handsy drunk. Not gropey, but shoulder touches, hugs and compliments abound. This night was no different.

I took my shot at the remaining beer on the table. The ping pong ball was damp, and I had one eye closed, better to focus my blurry vision. I hadn’t realized it, but while my right hand was busy aiming, my left hand reached out to steady myself, finding purchase on Alex’s shoulder. Unsurprisingly, I missed my shot. I quickly realized where my hand was and brought it back down.

In my disappointment at missing the shot, I took a step back, but was stopped by a hand at my lower back, keeping me from backing up into someone. Alex was standing so close; I could feel his breath on my neck. Just a single breath, and I started to get warm again. I could feel my cheeks flushing ‘It’s just the alcohol’ and my groin began to grow warm too.

I leaned in towards Alex, “I have to hit the ladies room.” We hung around for a little while longer and then we left.

“You were handsy tonight” Alex broke the silence. The quiet of campus at 2AM feels liminal. As if we’d glitched out of the matrix for a few minutes.

“Psh, you’re one to talk” I slurred as I gave him a playful shove. My eyes were taking him in, almost for the first time. And in a way, they were. For the first time (that I was willing to admit) I was looking at him with want. With lust.

“Did… did you want to come back to my room? Sober up with a movie or something?” My voice rose. I knew I shouldn’t ask, and knew he should say no. But instead, he looked me in the eyes, and said “Yeah, that sounds good.” I smiled, and held his arm, the better to steady myself for the walk back to the dorm.

“I want to lay down, can I put my legs in your lap?” I began leaning away, better to swing my legs over his. Before he could answer, I was laying perpendicular to him, my ass against his thigh, and my thighs across his lap. I could already feel his growing hard-on pressing up against my thigh. I shifted a little and felt his sharp exhale, more than I heard it.

“Is this okay?” I asked, innocently.

“Yeah, it’s great,” Alex said, a mischievous smile spreading across his face. His left hand was resting just above my knee, his right played with the short hem of my jean shorts. He was achingly close to my clit, there was no way he couldn’t feel the pulsing heat radiating from it. Instinctually, I spread my legs as he slid one finger up the hem of my shorts. I moaned softly, as he slowly worked his finger beneath the band of my underwear. My nipples were now painfully erect and easily visible through the fabric of my bra and tank top. My hands moved up to begin playing with my breasts over my shirt as he continued to tease me.

“Might be easier, if we took these off”, Alex suggested, his voice was commanding, deep. He reached towards the buttons of my jeans, hooked a finger in the top and fingered the button.

“Yeahhh,” I moaned in reply, rolling my hips up so as to more easily remove my jean shorts. He tossed them unceremoniously on the floor and turned his attention fully on me. My legs spread for him, my breasts in my hands, one now fully exposed. I had pulled my shirt and bra down, exposing it. From between my legs, Alex leaned forwards, moving his thigh against my groin, just barely touching my labia. One hand reached out, touching my exposed breast, and he leaned his body over mine. He ran a thumb over my nipple, eliciting a low moan. This seemed to encourage him, since he leaned over, bringing his mouth to my nipple and slowly licking it. I moved my hips, searching for the friction I yearned for, while at the same time, reaching down to touch him. I felt the outline of his member through his jeans, fumbling with the button and zipper, now trying desperately to get his clothes off. Without removing his mouth from my breast, he reached down, deftly unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. I reached down, touching his erection through his boxers. From my angle, I couldn’t tell how long he was, but I felt the girth. I couldn’t close my hand around his dick.

He sighed against my breast and began kissing his way up to my neck, biting hard along my collarbone. The sudden pain made me gasp. I leaned my face towards his, and his lips found mine. This wasn’t a gentle kiss. No, this was a head on collision of lust and frustration and hormones. My right hand was on his member, moving beneath his boxers and my left explored the tensed muscles of his back. His hand moved up from my breast and wound its way into my hair, his other just to the side of my head, holding himself up and effectively pinning me in place. I was breathing heavily, kissing him back, loving that feeling of being dominated, feeling his erection so close to my aching pussy.

“I need you. Fuck. I need you inside of me” I pleaded as he finally broke the kiss.
Hope you all enjoyed part 1! I got a lot of good feedback from my last post, so I decided to share another story with you all. I’ll be posting part 2 sometime tomorrow because I did not want this story to get overly long. Again, this is a true story being told in a manner to make it as enjoyable for the reader as possible.

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