University Challenge - Part 3 - Sex Stories

University Challenge - Part 3

... YOU want from me? From us?” I asked him softly. He breathed out noisily and stared blankly at the ceiling for a moment. “I think - I know that I want to try and make a go of it; the whole boyfriend and girlfriend relationship thing. I want to take you on dates, to the pub, on holidays. I want you to stay with me at Uni; the whole shebang! I’m crazy about you, Nic!” He waited anxiously for a response from me but hearing none, carried on. “But if it’s not what you want then we can just keep it physical, if that’s what you’d prefer. You’re wonderful in bed, you know?” I glowed again with pleasure on hearing these words. “But I think we deserve better than that. I think we could make it work – if we’re really careful.” My head, already dizzy from my unfamiliar orgasm, now span faster with the implications of his words. Beyond seeing him again, being with him again and to be honest having sex with him again, I hadn’t really considered the full implication of what we had started. His fingers stroked my tummy as he talked and continued over my chest and boobs as I lay there, wondering what on earth to say or do. Could we really have a proper girlfriend and boyfriend relationship? Living with our parents, it couldn’t be a normal one; that was certain. But if we were both going to Uni we’d be apart for a lot of the time anyway. And he WAS so very, very gorgeous. And I DID love him so much. And we’d just made love better than I had ever imagined possible. Oh God! I wanted to make it ...

... work with him. I really, really wanted to! I felt his fingers running gently through my hair and turned to face him. “Okay,” I said smiling. “Let’s give it a try!” “You’re priceless Nic!” he replied, rising on his elbows so that his head was above mine. He pecked me on the lips. I returned his peck. He kissed me gently. I kissed him firmly and felt the heat of his body rising above mine once again. Without thinking my knees parted and I felt his strong, hairy thighs moving between my skinny legs. “Again? So soon?” I smiled, hoping I was right. We kissed again, his body lying on mine, his weight crushing my hips and boobs as his hardening cock began to tickle high up in the smooth, sensitive part of my thighs, just below my swollen pink vulva. “Mmmm. That’ feels nice,” I whispered when our mouths parted for breath. He began to rock himself gently against me, each movement making his erection bigger and harder and rubbing more closely against my upper thighs and outer lips. I spread my legs further and his smooth end slipped into my wet slit, moving rhythmically up and down from my opening to my clitoris. “Oh Mike,” I breathed, stroking his back with my fingers from his powerful shoulders to his tight buttocks, which tensed as my fingers reached them, forcing his cock a little harder against my vulva and parting my inner lips. “Shall we… again?” he asked, taking his weight on his arms and rearing up over me. There was only one answer. “Oh Yes. Yes please. But I’m a bit sore…” I ...