University Challenge - Part 3 - Sex Stories

University Challenge - Part 3

... again and we explored each other’s mouths for a long time, his coarse, hairy thighs pressed against the sensitive skin of my freshly shaved legs. He smelled musky and masculine as his hands slipped inside my knickers to fondle and squeeze my bare buttocks. I pressed myself against his thigh, parting my legs slightly to heighten the friction between his leg and my moistening vulva. The next thing I knew, the two of us were lying on the bed, locked together in full length embrace, our hips grinding against each other through our underwear. Mike’s cock was fully erect, sticking ludicrously out of the top of his briefs; I could feel its firm length and its heat against my belly. His hands were still inside my knickers, his fingers running up and down the crack between my buttocks then delving deep between them and toying with my swelling slit from behind. “Mmmm,” I purred into his open mouth, instinctively wriggling my hips against his fingers. Memories of the extraordinary pleasure his expert hands had brought that night in his room flooded in on me as the same hot tingling feeling began to return to my body. I was still far too inexperienced to know what to do for him in return and dimly resolved to be as co-operative and compliant a lover as I could be. And to learn as fast as I could. Seconds later I was on my back and his surprisingly deft fingers had unfastened and removed my bra. His hot mouth was on my nipples, first one then the other, nipping and sucking. Down below, ...

... his fingers delved inside my knickers, running up and down my slit and toying with my swelling clitoris with each stroke before diving deep into my vagina. The tingling in my lower belly had grown to a hot throb and I could smell my arousal in the air, although in my naiveté I scarcely recognised the aroma for what it was. “Oh Mike,” I gasped. “Oh that’s good!” The tingle grew stronger and stronger as Mike’s fingers worked their magic between my opening thighs, from my hugely swollen clitoris to the depths of the wet passage beneath. I began to pant and writhe under his touch, my hands stroking, grabbing then scratching his muscular chest and shoulders, in total submission to his touch. Then, just when I felt an orgasm beginning to build, his fingers left my vulva and his mouth left my boobs, leaving me feeling puzzled. He sat back quickly on his knees pulled his T shirt up over his head and off, revealing the slim, fit, trained body underneath. “Christ! You’re beautiful Nic!” He reached down and stroked my lower belly with his fingers. I stroked his muscular chest with its sparse downy hair in silent reply. He squeezed my fingertips then shuffled his briefs over his tight buttocks and down his powerful legs – legs that had held my own thighs apart as he had taken me for the first time on the mattress in his room. His body now naked, Mike quickly sat up on the bed and reached into the back pocket of his jeans which were still in a rumpled pile on the floor. He pulled out his ...