University Challenge - Part 1 - Sex Stories

University Challenge - Part 1

... Really fingering me! This was what it felt like! And it felt... simply amazing! I moaned aloud but his mouth was back on mine and stifled my protests. His finger began to move within me, sending shock waves of strange unfamiliar pleasure through my body. One moment it was rammed hard up into my vagina as if trying to lift me bodily upwards, the next his merest fingertip was circling the top of my slit and over my clitoris - although in those days I hardly knew what one was or what pleasures it could bring. What I did know was that he was making me feel like I had never felt before, not even during the two hurried, fumbling occasions I had felt a real penis inside me. I whimpered as more waves of pleasure shuddered through me, scaring me in their intensity. “Please! Not here! Please…” I croaked, but even I thought my protest sounded unconvincing. I wriggled weakly in his arms, his finger still deep inside my vagina but he was too strong and I was unsteady from alcohol and my unaccustomed arousal. Suddenly his finger was pulled out of me and he started doing something with his free hand while holding me tightly against his chest with the other. Something strange and warm touched my upper thighs. Instinctively I reached down with my hand to find out what it was. My fingers closed around a warm, smooth and to my imagination simply enormous shaft of muscle. “Oh yes baby,” he moaned. My fuddled brain finally began to register the fact that this boy, gorgeous as he was, wanted to ...

... have sex with me right now, right there in the alley. Ridiculously I remember thinking that this wasn’t how it was supposed to be; that we should be in a large bed; that there should be white sheets, soft music; that above all there should be love. But my aroused body fought against my frightened mind which quickly began to lose the battle as Max’s fingers did their expert work on me. “No! No! Please!” I protested so weakly even I didn’t believe myself. “Come on, you little prick teaser,” he hissed, his voice hardened by lust. “You’re going to love it!” His strong hands swept my leggings down to my ankles and over one foot where they tangled with my heels, tripping me. Feeling my instability, he swayed against me as if trying to lower me to the floor but I squirmed and wriggled. Realising I was not going to lie down and let him take me, he changed tactics and, lifted my leg to his waist, parting my thighs and exposing my vulva, opening me up for his incredible attentions. He pressed my back hard up against the wall of the alley, thrusting his hand once again onto my mound, his fingers immediately in my slit, searching. Suddenly it all became serious. I realised in panic that this time he was simply trying to locate my opening for his terrifying cock. He was going to fuck me! My mind screamed ‘Not here! Not now! Not in this squalid alleyway!’ but my body begged for it to happen. My mind told me to escape, to get away but instead my body betrayed me again, making me freeze, ...