[M]y classmate [F] made a move on me

*I had total control of her. I hadn’t even taken my dick out, hadn’t even gotten below her waist and into her pants, but by using nothing but my lips, tongue, hands, and eyes, and I was already driving her wild.*

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*I wasn’t having sex with her anymore, I was fucking her. I was pumping in and out of her soaked pussy, grabbing her, controlling her, and having my way with her*

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***The first day of the semester meant less lecture and more icebreakers, but that was where I made eye contact with Bella.***

She was exactly my type, short with dark hair, big dark eyes, and a tan skin tone. She was wearing purple workout tights and a matching gray-purple Patagonia sweater, something I found perfect-flattering but not too over the top. I could tell she had a great rack but it was really subtle under her sweater, and the purple with her tan skin gave her a nice glow that I found really cute.

My legs carried me to stand next to her for the start of the activity, and as the class went around the circle for the icebreaker, we made direct eye contact every single time; her brown eyes looking up and connecting with my green ones as I smiled at her. As luck would have it, our professor chose us to be partners for the semester, so as we went back to our desks to discuss the first assignment, we exchanged numbers and got to know each other. This was her first semester at university while it was my second, and her sister was a professional photographer, something i found interesting since photography is a hobby of mine as well. We agreed to meet in the library next week to work on the assignment. These meetings kept happening over the course of two weeks. We had good friendly energy while working on class projects, but nothing flirty that signaled to me that there was a further interest. I of course was attracted to her, but didn’t want to make the move and risk awkwardness in class.

***That all changed when the text arrived.***

I was studying at around midnight when the message from her arrived on my phone, reading a simple “Hey “, extra space and all. For some reason, I knew exactly what she was talking about from that one generic word. I played along and she asked me if I was going out to the bars next weekend (our university is in a big city and many students, especially first years, use fake ID’s to get into bars). I said I might, to which she replied she was going to go to two particular ones and that I should go too. I played it cool and said I’d definitely try, and that was the end of the conversation. Simple, clean, direct, and I loved it.

Class the next week was shockingly normal. I played it cool, she did too, but at the very end as we were going our separate ways, she said “text me about Friday”, to which I said okay. As Friday rolled around, I told her I would be going to this very popular bar among students in the city, and she said she was going there too.

***It was on.***

I told my friend the whole story and he agreed to join me, and I got dressed; I was wearing dark brown chukka boots and a matching brown leather jacket over a black dress shirt tucked into my black jeans. I looked handsome but not too fancy as my friend and I made it to the bar, got our drinks and chatted. Most people in my situation would be calm since they knew they already had it in the bag, but I didn’t feel that way. In my mind, this was going to be so unusually easy that I was afraid of messing it up.

***However, that all changed when I saw Bella arrive.***

Her cute moderate outfit from class had transformed to a confident set; Her makeup accentuated her beautiful brown eyes and full lips. Her top was cut low, revealing her big boobs, and her black jeans showed off her thighs and ass that were the perfect size for my hands to grab. I gave her a hug and introduced her friend to mine before buying her an Adios Motherfucker, a blue Long Island Iced tea that when I had a sip of later, tasted more like juice than alcohol, especially when compared to my Old Fashioned. We moved to the dance floor and started grooving to the music a safe distance away from each other, finding on open space in the crowd and jamming out to hits from last year. I was feeling it since I love old music, and from the look of her, she was into it too, moving her shoulders and legs to the electronic beat. She told me she was going to the bathroom with her friend, something I took as an opportunity to touch base with my friend, who said in very simple language,

***”she’s hot, go for it”***

When she came back, it was as if my animal instinct took over. My head was telling me to drag it out and build it up, but my body desired her instantly. Without saying a word, I grabbed her waist and leaned in, her full lips parting to meet mine as we locked in embrace in the middle of the commotion of the dance floor. As we explored each others mouths, my hands explored her body, sliding down from her waist to her ass and grabbing her as our kiss intensified. I pulled back and took her hand, leading her to the empty tables to the side of the dance floor. We sat down and started kissing again, her hand finding my inner thigh and rubbing it ever so sensually. We kissed full and slow, taking each other in and enjoying every moment of it; our hands moving from each other’s faces to each other’s chests. I put my arm around her and pulled back, looking deep into her eyes and caressing her face. This was a casual hookup, but I loved putting my romantic touch on everything, and it wasn’t long before we were back on the dance floor again, her ass grinding on me and we moved to the music and deeply made out.

***I told her let’s get out of here and she obliged,***

grabbing her coat and taking my hand as we walked outside into the crisp cool air, skyscrapers surrounding us. We walked around downtown with no direction in mind, holding hands and talking about TV shows, class, and literally everything. Of course, I took every red light we hit as a chance to pin her up against a light post and kiss her sensually, lifting her up and letting her wrap her legs around me. The vibe wasn’t romantic, it was just loose and freeing. It started to drizzle and we made out in the rain too, grabbing each others bodies and enjoying each others warmth.

I eventually called an Uber and we rode in the backseat back to her place, legs intertwined and faces near each other, talking in hushed tones and sneaking kisses. We got to her room and immediately starting making out again, falling into her bed and grinding on each other with passion.

***Now is probably a good time to tell you***

my love making style. Most guys get right to the point and put their pleasure before their partners, but I am not most guys. Never have been, never will be. I am a pleaser. I am passionate. I am deliberate, I am slow, and I tease like no other. I please the girl and drive her crazy, and that is exactly what I did. My lips moved from her mouth to her neck, kissing her hard and making her gasp for air. I licked her neck up and down really slowly, mixing in rough, desire filled-kisses. I worked bth sides of her neck with no mercy, changing speeds and keeping her guessing, so that every one of my actions elicited a moan from her lips. My mouth moved from her neck to her shoulders to the strap of her top, whose trail I slowly traced with my tongue down to the top of her breast cup. My neck kisses had turned her on so much at this point that she grabbed her strap and started to pull it aside to reveal her nipple, but I took her hand and stopped her. Just like we first met in class, I looked into her brown eyes with my green ones and said softly,

***”not yet, I wanna tease you”***

before licking her neck again, driving her mad. I slowly….but…surely… worked my way to her breast and pulled her top down, finally exposing her maroon nipples and perfect boobs; big enough to matter, but small enough to fit perfectly in my palm. I licked a slow circle around her right nipple, teasing her mercilessly as yet another moan left her lips. My circles got smaller and smaller, closer and closer to her nipple before I finally took it in my mouth and sucked ever so softly, looking up at her as if if it say “I control your feelings”. I continued my cycle, licking around her nipple before sucking on it, grabbing her other boob at the same time, pinching her nipple hard. She loved it.

I had total control of her. I hadn’t even taken my dick out, hadn’t even gotten below her waist and into her pants, but by using nothing but my lips, tongue, hands, and eyes and I was already in in the drivers seat. I moved to her left breast and did more of the same, teasing her ever so slowly before sucking on her nipple hard and rough. She didn’t have a chance. I looked up at her while licking her nipple, but in her frenzy, could only muster up a “you’re so cute” and kiss my forehead before throwing her head back again and enjoying my every move. I kissed, licked, sucked, pinched, and bit my way down from her boobs to her belly to her waistband, which I took in my mouth and pulled before letting go, snapping it back into place and, once again, keeping her on her toes. I pulled off her jeans and kissed her black panties, the scent from her wetness already finding my nose. I bit her waistband again, only this time I pulled it back and revealed her short bush, only to let go and snap it back into place. I decided to torture her some more and moved back up to kiss her, moving all the way back down through her boobs, stomach, and back to her panties, which this time i pulled off to reveal her pussy.

***It was perfect.***

Tan, with a little hair and moist from foreplay. It was mine for the taking and I took it. Just like I love pleasing a woman, I love to do so by eating pussy even more. I licked around her clit making her drip before finally giving her what she wanted and massaging it with my tongue. Her hands grabbed my hair, her thighs closed in, and with every lick, I felt her lose control of her body. I licked and sucked every bit of her as I worshipped her pussy, pleasing her to climax and grabbing her waist as her legs shook. When I came up to kiss her, she looked in my eyes with such sensual helplessness, such weakness, as if I was in charge of her. She was right, I was.

I had turned her on so much that she got on top and wasted no time at all. Within two minutes, my shirt and jeans were off, and she was kissing my boner through my boxers. She returned the favor my teasing me back, saying I didn’t “deserve it”, to which I replied “is that why you’re pulling my boxers off right now?”. Even with her on top, I was running the whole show, and soon her eager mouth was wrapped over my cock, taking me in.

***She gave great head.***

Bobbing up and down on my dick, looking up at me with teasing eyes, and licking me up and down like I was her last meal. I eventually got fed up with not having control and took her head in my hands and puller it off my dick, getting on top of her and rubbing my cock on her moist pussy, still swollen from the work I had given her before. i looked right into her eager eyes and slid it in, her pussy lips immediately parting to take me and her insides softening. I went back and forth slowly, kissing her lips and neck while making deep intense eye contact. She was so turned on she could barely talk, but she did’t have to; our facial expressions and frequent kissing alone told the whole story. My speed increased and so did the volume of her moans and the pace of my breathing, as I eventually moved to full speed. I wasn’t having sex with her anymore, I was fucking her. I was pumping in and out of her soaked pussy, grabbing her, controlling her, and having my way with her. We would have tried different positions, but we were so deep in this one that we forgot about anything else. I held her head in my hands and breathed in her moans, pushing deep into her with my dick and grunting with every thrust.

***This was it.***

This was animal instinct. This was primal, and this was happening. I told her I was gonna cum inside her and she nodded, allowing me push even deeper into her. I wasn’t as fast anymore, but I was full, filling up her full vagina and burying my lips into hers as I emptied my load deep into her.

We laid there for a few minutes before reality set in again. She unfortunately did’t let me stay the night, and class the next few sessions was awkward as hell. This, in all honesty, was not a good idea, but between whoever’s reading this and me, it was totally worth it. I put my clothes back on the sling my jacket over my shoulder, walking calmly and confidently across campus back to my place. That was a good night.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/anbwu6/my_classmate_f_made_a_move_on_me