Burned-out college students [MF]

Back in my late college days I was good friends with a 6’1” skinny blonde chick.  By chick I mean young woman.  She was in her mid-twenties and a non-traditional student like me.  We both weren’t much into the party scene and we really didn’t have many social connections, due to our intense work schedules.  We met intentionally twice a week just to buy a drink or blow off steam by going for a jog, tennis (we were horrible), or just some nature hike.  She had a boyfriend that she been dating for fourish some years up to that point.  Since we were both still good boys and girls at this point we cared about doing right for each other, so no hanky panky was ever on the table.  Now don’t get me wrong we were both overworked and under sexed college students.  There was always a desire between us that was kept at a low simmer.

Ok, we WERE cool for about a year, but we did eventually have our own little flings.  The night I’m telling you about was the first of only a few encounters between us.  

It was after finals, we were beyond tired and needed to blow off steam.  The weapon of choice was booze.  We walked to the far end of town and started at a local’s bar. On our second stop I started getting nauseous from drinking on a empty stomach.  I pulled back from drinking for a few hours and munched on chips and salsa.  She slowed but didn’t stop.  By the time we were at our last bar her cheeks were flushed bright as a pale girl could get them.  I was tired and buzzed enough now that my guard was down.  

We were just doing our thing with the slightest of flirtations added.  I paid the tab and we started our walk back up the long hill to our apartments.  She walked next to me laughing her head off.  I laughed at her boisterous laughter breaking the night.  I tell her a joke about her disorderly conduct and she hits me with a hip bump in protest.  It felt like a little electral shock to my libedo.  My hand snaps down and pulls at her beatnic skirt, the material was so thin, “Does a hippie girl like you even wear panties under these tapestries?”    

Not pulling away from me she answers, “Not always.”

“Anything tonight?”

“Pink ones.  Nothing sexy.”

I chuckle as i let her go and start our walk again.  We keep to our small talk about nothing for a few moments laughing at each other as we go.  She looks at me, “Those cops back there are going to get us for disorderly conduct.”

“No they are not.  They have much better things to do with the bars letting out, unless they just want to harass a pretty lady.”

“Shit! Act cool ok?”

“If your so worried then walk straight you damn goofball.”

She comes up behind me as i turn from her pressing her whole body against mine.  She looks at me a says, “Now I can walk straight and it looks like I’m with my boyfriend.”

I bring my arm around her waist to keep her there.  We keep to our walk a little more quietly now.  Her arm finds its way around back at some point.

We both ended up at her apartment. She bust out one more shot and some gatorade.  I take my jacket and shoes off and sit myself on her bed that was placed against the wall with a bunch of colorful pillows scattered on it.  She starts to loosens her skirt in front of me to get more comfortable and her leg starts to peak out from the side.  I stare at her body as she does this, she stares at me staring at her.  I look up to meet he gaze, “Not implying to do anything about it, but your fucking hot.”

She giggles with her hands still on her skirt (she taking her time with it) and says,  “God! I have been horny all night and if I wasn’t in love with my boyfriend we would be fucking.”

“Yeah we would… I should be going.”

“Not yet.  I’m not ready for bed.  Don’t worry.  We won’t have sex.”  She tells me this as she pushes me back down and hands me a Gatorade.  

Not a second later with flick of the arms her skirt is off.   She hops on the bed next to me and puts a pillow over her lap hiding most of her lower body from me.  She tells me to hang out for a bit and watch tv with her.  The TV is on?  When did that happen?  Anyway, this woman is in bed with me with nothing but a tube top and panites.  Such bullshit.  I stood up and stripped to my boxer briefs and undershirt.  I sat back down on the bed and put a pillow on my lap mirroring her.  She just smiled at me without saying a word.  After a few minutes she starts stretching her leg across the bed and taps my thigh with her food.  After repeated taps I grab her by her caf and lift her leg to my mouth as if to take a bite out of her leg.  She yelps in startelement and takes a few kicks in the air.  In the quick action our pillows are now on the floor and neither of us move to recover them.

Looking at me she says, “Nice erection.  Looks like you shave?”

“Thanks and its trimmed all around.”  I say this as i move boxers to show off a smidge.

After I adjust myself I reach over to her sitting there facing me with legs criss-crossed.  My hand reaches over her legs to her painties.  I pull them forward and down.  I memorize her.   She doesn’t move to stop me and maintains eye contact as I retreat to my side of the bed.  

She looks me square in the eyes and says, “I don’t want to cheat, so we shouldn’t touch, but lets watch each other.”

Before I can get a reply out her shirt is off and on the floor.  Her legs go up in the air as she pulls off her panties.  I stare at her taking in the sight of her pale nipples that were silhouetted in her shirt a second earlier.  She places her back against the headboard and spreads her legs towards me.  She rubs herself ever so slightly staring at me. I stare at this woman in front of me.  I wondered what she looked like naked for so long and now she is bare to me and touching herself, because she wants me.  I don’t even comprehend it all, but I follow her lead.  

We stare at each other as we sit feet away.  I masturbate in quick spurts and sit for a minute determine not to come before her.  She starts moaning and stretching out.  She starts to put on a show for me.  She slides two fingers into herself effortlessly and starts caressing my legs with hers.  After I stare at her for a moment another moan from her encouraged me on. I scoot closer to her.  Both of her legs were over mine with our thighs touching .  She looked at me in quite warning, but didn’t say anything.  I leaned back and touched myself slowly and lightly now inches from her. Still leaning on the headboard she sat halfway up flexing her abs and swaying her hips.  I stop again, I can barely stand it.

Now she slides herself to me.  I can feel her wetness and heat rubbing against me.  She tells me not to move.  I lean back onto my left elbow and place my right hand on her thigh.  She doesn’t stop me so I grip her more firmly.  We both watch as she lifts and lowers her hips sliding her lips up and down me.  She keeps a good pace as she rubs her clit.  Several times she stops above my head and then lowers her hips back down. She moans as if simulating my first entry into her over and over again.  I stare at her rubbing herself on me frozen in my lust.  

She pushes herself harder against me several times grinding her lips over my shaft.  After barely moment she lowers her hips back to the bed and rubs herself more feverishly.  She gives the little signals she reaching her orgasim.  Her legs fold together, knees to her chest, and she holds her breath and leaves out light moans when she can.  I fall to my back and stroke my shaft.  I was near for so long, it only took a few to cum.  When her spasms let her go her legs fall on me and our hips resting together.  I came, having myself point down towards her.    We both laid there breathing heavy for a time.   After I recovered from the bliss a bit I sat up.  She still laid awkwardly on pillows with her head against the headboard.  Her legs still limp at my sides and our hips together.  My penis now beginning to rest on her as we both look at ourselves wet and cum covered.

We stay there for time staring at each other’s body in the afterglow not moving, not talking.  After her breathing settled she works her way to her feet slowly and walks casually to the bathroom.   She looks back to me and says, “You’ll get in after me. Ok?”

“Sure”

She comes back wrapped in a towel and it’s my turn.  When I come back into her room she is now lying comfortably under her sheets.  She smiled mysteriously at me nakedness and my awkwardness at getting dressed in front of her.  She asks, “Are you good?

“Oh yeah.  You?”

“Ohhhhh yes I am” was her reply.

We look at each other and started giggling like kids that stole from the cookie jar.

After my shoes were on I was thinking of kissing her goodbye, but thought better of it.  When I said goodbye she jumped up and came over and gave me a long hug.  When she stepped back I looked her up a down and paid close attention to the matching red lace underwear she was now wearing.

We didn’t say it, but we both needed that in the worst way.  Going forward we were still just friends but now shared more intimate details about our lives with each other.  As time went on we did end up having two more flings that we showed less restraint in.

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