Putting a dent in the universe [MF]

I met Lisa (not her real name) after winter break in my first year in graduate school. She was a sophomore and a friend of my roommate from his chemistry class. We certainly didn’t run in the same circles, so I’m not sure we would have met otherwise. I was focused on my degree, and Lisa was a part-time pothead who hadn’t chosen a major yet.

I couldn’t believe my luck when we first started going out. Lisa had been a soccer player in high school, so she was in great shape. When she told me she had played soccer, I doubted her, because I couldn’t imagine how her large bust permitted her to run, let alone play soccer. She was 5’6” and was a 32D, her breasts being heavy and firm, yet almost defying gravity. Most girls with a body like hers would have never been single, but Lisa was a homebody who preferred staying in and blazing up to going out. Networking through my roommate was about the only way to have crossed paths with her.

Lisa had this weird thing she did when we were in bed together. When she would stroke me, she would completely zone out. Her hands and arms worked their magic, but her head was always somewhere else. So one day before midterms, I asked her where she “goes” while she stroked me. “I don’t know. I just think about whatever is in my head. I do some of my best thinking when giving a hand job,” she replied.

“Maybe you should give me hand jobs when you study,” I said, not realizing I was about to put a dent in the universe.

Later that week, Lisa had me swing by her dorm to study. She said she had a chemistry exam coming up, and she said she needed to do well on this exam to have any hope at getting a ‘B’ in the class. I had one year of chemistry in high school four years before, so I wasn’t sure how I could help.

When I showed up, she gave me a quick kiss and pulled me over to her bed. I began to think this was just a sexy study break as she undid my belt and pants. She pulled down my pants and underwear and sat me on the bed next to her desk. However, instead of getting undressed, Lisa sat down at her desk and opened her chemistry book. When she found her place, she reached over and started stroking me.

It was surreal.

I was getting a wonderful hand job from someone who was completely immersed in her chemistry textbook. Her hands glided with deftness and skill, making quick work of me. When I said I was about to cum, Lisa said, “do you mind if we slow down? I have half a chapter left.” So she slowed her stroking, forestalling the inevitable for another twenty minutes. It was agony, but in the best way.

Lisa reached the end of her chapter, closed her book, blinked for a couple of seconds, drew her hand away, and then knelt before me. She took off her sweatshirt and t-shirt, and gave me a quick blow job to finish me off. After about 30 seconds, I erupted like a volcano, in her mouth and all over her lips, chin, and breasts. She swallowed what she could and wiped the rest out of her cleavage. Lisa put on her clothes as I pulled up mine, and we went about the rest of our evening like usual. She didn’t bring it up, so I didn’t.

The following Tuesday, Lisa met me at my apartment for dinner. She was elated. “I got a 94 on my chemistry exam!” she screamed. “That’s awesome,” I replied. “It was the third highest score in the class,” she added, still somewhat stunned by her accomplishment. Up to that point, as it turned out, her best test score in the class had been an 86, and her other tests had been low-80’s. She had been worried about getting a ‘C’ in the class. If she could repeat that performance on the rest of her exams, an ‘A’ wasn’t out of reach. I don’t recall having dinner that night. We ended up having passionate sex several times before I took her back to her dorm.

That night became the template for her new “study routine”. Before an exam, we would meet at her place or mine, and she would repeat that night, more or less. She would stroke me for 30-45 minutes while she focused on her studies, then finish me off when she had covered all the material.

Lisa did outstanding on not just her chemistry mid-term exam, but all of them. After her success in chemistry, she tried it with French, then European History, all with similar outcomes. By the end of the semester, her grades improved in all of her classes, even getting an ‘A’ in that chemistry class she had been struggling with. She was overjoyed. I could barely walk straight. We had virtually stopped having sex over the last two weeks of the semester, but Lisa had given me a hand job, sometimes covering multiple subjects, every day before finals.

After Spring term ended and grades had been posted, Lisa was already planning her Fall and Spring course loads. She was taking an extra course each semester to try to get an internship lined up after her junior year. I admired her enthusiasm and her spirit, all the while worried my dick was going to fall off.

It turns out I needn’t have worried. We dated through most of the summer, but broke up when the distance was too much for the relationship. By the time we came back to school in the fall, Lisa had moved on. She met a guy back at home who she dated for the rest of her time in college. She ended up marrying him a few years later and having a few kids.

As it turns out, she finished her undergraduate degree with Honors and later got a Ph.D. in Chemistry. I don’t know if she continued her “study routine”, but I can only imagine how lucky that guy had it while Lisa worked her way through her studies, all because of a flippant comment I made one night in bed.

That guy owes me.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fbkf49/putting_a_dent_in_the_universe_mf