University Challenge - Part 2 - Sex Stories

University Challenge - Part 2

... cock forcefully into me, taking me by surprise. I squealed into his open mouth as the massive invader penetrated me. He pulled back and thrust again. Oh my God! Deeper and deeper he plunged, robbing me of breath, penetrating my belly, my heart, my lungs, my soul until a few thrusts later the thick base of his erection was stretching me even wider and his pubic mound ground hard against mine. There was no more to come; his entire, amazing erection was within my body. He paused, buried deep within me which blessedly gave my body a few more precious moments to adjust to the huge intruder. I gazed adoringly into his eyes; big and deep brown with black pupils made massive by the semi-darkness of the room. These were eyes you could fall head over heels in love with and I was already tumbling! “Are you okay?” he asked. All I could do was nod as I looked into his handsome face. Our eyes locked together as he drew himself slowly back. I felt a strange emptiness as his erection almost left my body. Then he thrust into me again and filled me quickly and completely. The sudden thrust shocked me and I heard a strange incoherent choking sound escape my lips as a wave of sensation passed through me. “Sure, Nic?” he asked once again. Again I nodded, blinking. And then we made love - real, deep love. I surrendered totally to this strong, handsome man I had loved without knowing it for so many years. Looking back, it would be more accurate to say that he made love to me – I was so ...

... inexperienced that I could do little other than lie there and try to comply with his desire, allowing my body to mould itself with his every movement. It was the best moment of my eighteen-year-old life. I remember worrying that I wouldn’t be any good at it; that I would be a disappointing lay; that he wouldn’t want me again; that he wouldn’t love me because I was no good in bed. But nature can be kind and to my amazement, after very few thrusts my body had adjusted to his size, my copious lubrication had eased his way and I truly began to enjoy the raw physical pleasure of sex as well as the joy of making love. My two previous encounters had been brief, surreptitious and filled with fear of discovery. This was something entirely different. Mike made love to me in long, slow strokes that took me from a terrible empty feeling as he pulled back, to a fullness I had never imagined possible as he bottomed out inside me. I could feel the ridges on his shaft as they passed my tight inner lips and the grinding of his pubic hair against my mound as he reached his deepest point. My fingers stroked his chest, then his sweet face in the darkness, then ran down over his muscular shoulders to his waist, then on to his firm, tight buttocks as they moved back and forwards rhythmically, driving his penis deep into my welcoming body. I could feel the heat of his body against mine, his chest on my boobs, his hips driving my bottom hard into the mattress with each increasingly powerful thrust. The warm ...