Hey everyone, I’m back!! Sorry I’ve been off the grid, finals really kicked my butt and I needed to focus on grades vs my reddit karma. Overall they went well and Emily and I are both on track to graduate in one more semester. We’re both currently on vacation at my parent’s house, so I promise to write but not Uber frequently because you know…holidays with family.
This chapter takes us into 2nd semester of freshman year. After our return from break, Emily and I had had a few makeout sessions and had has sex, but nothing “chapter worthy”. Nick and I had also reunited, quickly discovered a lot of the passion had kinda died after a few weeks apart, and he let me know he was leaving our school to transfer closer to home at the end of the year, so we ended up parting ways pretty amicably after like 2 weeks.
So here we are, middle of January with some snow on the ground outside, meeting new people in our new classes and starting the cycle of a semester once again. Time to fill the void in my dating and sex life because hey, a girl has needs and the hookup culture isn’t super my thing. I’ve done it. But it’s not my go to. Emily and I continued our ever evolving “idk what to even call this since we don’t want to be outed” thing and I’ll continue to write about it in chapters as we go, but in this chapter we’ll meet Yuki, a Japanese student who was in the US studying to become a teacher so he could go home and work in the American school at the military base near his home town.
Yuki had been in like 2 or 3 of my classes 1st semester and I truly thought he wasn’t interested in women, so while I’d always had positive interactions with him, I’d never have assumed he would view me as a romantic partner. Wrong. Yuki was on the shorter side, only about 5’4 with a fairly slender build. Pretty sure my skinny jeans would be too big for him. He had not quite shoulder length, jet black hair with a dyed blonde streak in it on one side, and his eccentric mixing of various American fashions and some other things just lead me to assume he wouldn’t see me as a potential partner.
One day after class, about 2 weeks into the semester and pretty much a day or so after I ended-ended things with Nick, I matched with Yuki on bumble. Shamelessly swiping, yes. I hesitated before sending him a message (girls have to start the conversation on bumble), and gave it the super awkward “hey Yuki, did you mean to swipe on me?”, half way not believing he was looking for girls, part of me having a bit of a confidence doubt that a guy who sat through multiple classes with me would actually want to date me. Thankfully he took it in stride and replied with something super cheesy but cute along the lines of “of course I meant to swipe right, everyone should know you swipe right on the beautiful girl from school”….genuinely cute Yuki, thank you!!
After chatting on the app for about an hour, i realized he already had my number from class and I asked if he wanted to just text me, and he was like “only if you remember in text that Yuki is interested in you, in the app you know I like you”…you’re absolutely adorable Yuki, just text me and let’s go grab a coffee, I know you’re probably sitting in your room like 50 yards down the hall anyway.
It really was snowy outside, so I opted to go with fleece lined leggings with a university hoodie and beanie along with some bean boots to keep my feet dry as I awaited Yuki’s knock at my door (he insisted on picking me up). He immediately offered me his arm when I opened the door in the most gentlemanly manner I’d ever seen from a college guy ever. I took his arm and we walked to coffee, talking about break and how last semester was and what we were looking forward to this term, and I was genuinely enjoying this. Yuki was really really sweet. Eventually I had to say it. I admitted that I was suprised that he had even asked me out because I had assumed he liked guys.
Waiting for the “wtf no. This date is over”, I actually got a shy “well I like them too but don’t tell anyone, I just tell you but not my friends yet”. Wow….didn’t expect to find myself with a closeted man and a closeted woman all at the same time. After the awkward discussion of do you only like men and I’m a cover or do you like everyone or what now? Along with me revealing that I had been with both parties myself, we worked out that for the most part Yuki liked men but did find me very attractive and was thinking he was bi not gay. Okay, we can work with that, let’s see where this goes. College is where a lot of people find themselves, so just let it be and see what happens right?
We ended that date and 2 more coffee dates in as many days with a walk back to my room and a hug goodbye, without Yuki even attempting something more. On our 4th date, a weekend dinner that saw me with the room to myself while Emily was away at a meet, I asked Yuki if he wanted to come inside or just get a kiss goodnight, or something more than a hug on date 4. He blushed and asked if maybe he could have both. I giggled and took his face in my hands, planting a slightly open mouth kiss square on his lips, leaving an invitation for him to slip his tongue in, which he obliged me with on the second and third kiss at the door.
As things were building in my doorway, I pulled away, opened the door and lead Yuki by the hand into my room, which was a bit of a mess…laundry pile on my bed…oops…I hastily threw my clean clothes back into the basket and turned to Yuki who was taking in the idea of being in a girl’s room when he commented “you have so many cute clothes..and bras!”, spotting the laundry pile that was in fact a lot of under things. “You have so many cute ones, why don’t you ever show them off, I would” Yuki explained. I lost it, outright full on laughing. He was so freaking adorable. We went from starting to make out in the doorway to genuinely talking about how cute my bras are. Love it. This guy is awesome. Trying to take the mood back to where it had been since I was definitely in the mood, I asked Yuki if there was a bra he wanted to see me in? “The one you have on”….bold move.
I lifted my hoodie and tshirt off over my head, revealing my neon pink cheetah print pushup that did wonders for my cleavage with my fairly perky c cup breasts. I got an exclamation that that was the cutest one ever and I laughed again, reaching behind my back to undo the clasp, sliding the straps off my shoulders and letting my breasts free, my pink nipples hardening at the chill in the room. I handed Yuki my bra and said “If you like it so much take it home with you”, stepping closer to him toppless in just my tight black leggings as I resumed our kissing. Yuki ran his fingers softly down my bare sides before taking one of my breasts in his hand, sqeezing it slightly as our tongues intertwined.
I unzipped his jacket and tossed it aside, leaving him in some green joggers and a tshirt as I guided us closer to my bed, hopping up on the edge, kissing him as he stood between my legs. I guided his hands to the waistband of my leggings and helped him pull them down, revealing that 1, I don’t wear underwear with lined leggings and 2, I had shaved before this date in case we got that far. I was now naked on my bed with Yuki standing between my legs, looking squarely at my very obvious arousal. I expected him to lose his pants in a heartbeat but instead I found him taking a knee, and lowering his face between my legs, kissing all along my bikini line before his tongue ran a light stroke up the center of my wet folds, ending at the tight bundle of nerves that sent me over the edge. Like literally, one lick to the center of the tootsie pop, your girl had an orgasm.
I clenched my thighs around his head, grasping his long black hair in my hand, holding him where I wanted his tongue as I squeezed my own perky breast with my free hand, my head thrown back in bliss. With both hands, he spread the lips of my vagina, fully exposing my entrance and clit and soon he was alternatively pressing his tongue inside my entrance and circling the firm pink bud of nerves that was sending me over the edge again. I had never been this turned on with a man. I wasn’t squirting but my God. I. Was. Wet. Literally dripping onto the edge of the bed, a wet spot forming on my sheets purely from my arousal as Yuki continued to fuck me with his tongue and I reached high after high.
Eventually I pulled his hair, indicating I needed a rest as I moaned his name in utter pleasure. I went to kiss him again, tasting myself all over his face and I began to reach into his waistband to continue when he stopped me. He embarrassedly said he had already came in his pants from his arousal at seeing a naked woman and continued because he saw how much I was enjoying it. Wow. Thank you for putting my pleasure first. I definitely owe you. I was blown away and also didn’t know how what to do next. I asked if he wanted to clean up and I showed him to our bathroom.
I asked if he wanted to borrow a set of clothes to get back to his room as I paraded around still naked and coming down from his incredible performance. He shyly asked if I would really mind if he did. No Yuki I don’t. My clothes are a little baggy on you but yours are covered in my arousal in addition to your own. It’s the least I can do. I grabbed him a pair of fairly generic sweat pants along with my University hoodie, which I slipped my pink cheetah print bra into, seeing how he would react later. He got dressed in the bathroom and on his way out, I kissed him again, thanking him for an absolutely incredible time. About a half hour later I got a snap from him holding my bra up smiling like crazy, super excited. I told him to use it and think of me when he’s alone with a winky face ;)
Yuki and I would go on to try a lot together, all coming soon to chapters near you. I hope you enjoyed this one and as always, feel free to shoot me a DM or leave a comment about what you like or don’t like! ♡Jen
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rkoazr/jens_university_chronicles_part_14meeting_yuki_mf
Great story! Welcome back.😍😍😘