Manmoirs: Flexibility - Sex Stories

Manmoirs: Flexibility

Two things I knew heading into the school year were as follows: - There was very little chance I was going to hookup with the girls from freshman year - I was horny as fuck I didn't live on-campus at the dorm so my battleground was in-class. I wasn't high on my "game", so my strategy was to make friends with classmates. I had 1 class in-particular where I knew absolutely nobody. That was the class to take aim. Plus the class definitely had more females. It was Psychology. Now this class was interesting because we had two classes a week; Monday we'd have a lecture, Friday we'd have a quiz. Thirty-two opportunities to make friends. I would settle for just one friend with benefits. Erin sat two rows in-front and a one row to my left. Long, dark and curly hair, stood about 5"1 with a tight body and deceptively nice breasts. I say deceptive because whenever she went down to pick something up, I would notice how wonderful her twins looked. Cute little thing. The funny thing was she would look back at me every so often and catch me checking her out. Two weeks later she came into class and asked if the seat next to me was taken. I pulled the chair out for her. She sat down and introduced herself. We exchanged numbers and agreed to meet up on the Thursday to review for the quiz. We studied together, we just flirted a little bit. I learned she was a former gymnast and took ballet as a kid. It explained why her body looked outstanding. After the quiz on the Friday we agreed to go out ...

... that night. I met her at her place where she told me to leave my car. We were a minute walk from this popular pub where all the College kids went. We had some food and then the drinks started flowing. She may have been tiny but she could seriously put them back. She loved Tequila, and my erect cock knew I was getting some at the end of the night. Sure, Tequila will hand any girl regrets the following day but we were making out after every shot we took. My liver is still recovering from that night. We tried walking a straight line back to her place. The booze made her want to show me some of her ballet moves. She then started bending backward like it was second-nature. She could make a circle with her body while bending back! Maybe the alcohol made the act more impressive than it really was. Either way, my mind was blown. She did one final twirl and jumped into my arms. Thankfully she was small and I caught her with ease. We started making out while I held her tight little ass. I threw her onto her bed and the clothes were coming off. I went down on her and ate her out for what felt like an hour. I didn't stop tonguing and fingering her wet snatch until she finally climaxed. I grabbed my condom and plunged myself inside her. She was tight as hell. I had to go slow or else I was going to empty my balls too early. "Come on, fuck me harder." I made her wait a little longer... "Dean stop teasing!" I finally felt comfortable enough to quicken the pace. She wasn't a loud screamer but ...