college story: hooked up with a girl from my research team at a conference [m/f] | 2016

Like I've said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I'm generally considered a really good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.

I didn’t take college quite as seriously my first year, but really grabbed hold and took control of things my last two to three years. During those last couple of years I was involved heavily in research outside of class to build up my resume in hopes of getting into grad school. I was one of about twelve undergraduates that helped Professor Smith and her grad students out with research they were conducting. Most of the other undergrads that were on the research team were pretty cool, but they weren’t really people that I would normally hangout with outside of school. I was fairly close with a girl named Maria, because we often arrived for meetings a little earlier than everyone else and we would vent about school.

I was one of only three guys on the research team, but that wasn’t a bad thing in my eyes. Most of the girls weren’t too attractive, but there were a few that were varying degrees of “doable”. Allison was a blonde girl that reminded me of Teri Polo from Meet the Parents. She seemed really uptight, but was definitely not bad to look at. She had a boyfriend, so I never attempted to flirt with her or test the waters in any way. Maria who I mentioned previously was Hispanic and maybe kind of looked like Michelle Rodriguez’s not as attractive younger sister. She had a great body, but her face left you wanting something better. Even though I was fairly close with her I never attempted to flirt with her either. She was single, but it seemed like more trouble than it was worth. I wasn’t THAT attracted to her and I felt like I would regret doing it, because it could mess up our working relationship. Kelly, in my opinion, was the most attractive of the three. She had dark brown hair, brown eyes, was about 5’8”, in good shape, C cup tits, nice ass but not incredible, and looked kind of like that girl Ryan Starr from American Idol years back. Over the course of the time we were on the research team together I would hear her mention a boyfriend to other people, but I know at some point they broke up. I never blatantly flirted with her, but would try to make conversation with her that wasn’t school related when I had the opportunity. It was difficult to gauge her interest level given the setting, so I never pressed the issue. Over time I was resigned to just having a friendly working relationship with everyone and was totally fine with that. There were plenty of other girls at school to chase, so I figured it was best not to get involved with anyone I had a working relationship with.

There was a conference coming up in about six months and Professor Smith asked if anyone wanted to submit anything to present at the conference. Maria and I decided to work together on a study that we could submit since it would look good on our grad school applications. We decided to work together, because we didn’t know the other people on the research team as well as we knew each other. We worked on the project for a couple of months and had it ready to submit.

After submitting we waited for a month to hear a response back from the conference. We received an email informing us that our study was accepted and we would be presenting at the conference in a couple of months. The conference was going to be in Florida, which is pretty far away from school and required a flight. Both of us did not have to be at the conference, but at least once of us needed to attend. Maria admitted that she was going to be hard pressed to come up with enough money for a plane ticket. I wasn’t overflowing with money, but buying a plane ticket was feasible for me. I told her that I would attend the conference and not to worry about it.

I bought my plane ticket, but decided to wait a couple of weeks to reserve a hotel room. I figured I would ask the other guys on the research team if they would be attending the conference and if they were if they would be interested in sharing a room. It turned out that one of the guys wasn’t going to the conference and the other had family in Florida that he was going to stay with. I was a little disappointed, because this meant I would be paying full price for my own hotel room. Then again, I didn’t hate the idea of having my own room. If I wanted to have a little fun and bring a girl back to the room it wouldn’t be a problem and I’d also rather not stay in a room with two guys I barely know. I spent my spare time over the next few days trying to find a hotel room that was near the conference and wasn’t too expensive. I found a pretty good hotel at a decent price and reserved it.

About two days later Kelly sent an email to Maria, Allison, a couple of other people, and myself. She was asking if anyone had room for her in their room. She said she was running really low on money and couldn’t afford her own room, but needed somewhere to stay since she was required to attend. I didn’t immediately respond, because I didn’t want to seem like the creepy dude jumping on the opportunity. Allison replied all and said she was already sharing a room with two other girls. I waited until the next morning and decided to send a response. I told her that if she were comfortable with it I wouldn’t mind her staying in my room. I told her I was staying in a room by myself and I would sleep on the floor and she could take the bed. She responded within about thirty minutes and said she was definitely up for staying in my room. She said no one other than Allison and I responded.

I was somewhat excited, but tempered my expectations. I didn’t know much about this girl and knew that I would have to attempt to keep things fairly professional. I also knew that situations like the one at hand were unpredictable and maybe it would turn out to be a lot of fun. A few weeks went by and the conference was here. I flew in early afternoon and caught a cab to the hotel room. Kelly wasn’t going to arrive until later that night. I went to grab a bite to eat and check out the beach.

After killing some time I decided to head back to the room for some relaxation. Kelly sent me a text when she was in a cab and headed my way. I didn’t really know what to do with myself. I quickly realized I was going to be thrust into a very isolated and fairly intimate situation with someone I didn’t know well at all. I was getting a bit nervous and decided to have one of the beers from the six-pack I purchased on the way back to the room. I chugged the beer pretty quickly and waited for her to arrive. She knocked on the door and we greeted each other. We talked about her flight and all of that typical small talk travel stuff for a while. She said she was starving and was going to grab some food. She asked if I wanted to go, but I told her I already ate. She was gone for about an hour and I just killed time watching TV and drinking more beer.

When she got back I offered her a beer and she eagerly accepted. She said she needed one bad and was ready to be done with her stressful day. I sat in a chair that was in the room and she sat on the bed. I was loosening up quite a bit at this point and was more comfortable prying a bit and getting to know her. We talked about life, school, growing up, and all of those sorts of things you talk about when you are getting to know someone. She grew up in a suburb of a big city, played soccer growing up, loved alternative music, and just broke up with her boyfriend of a year and a half about two months prior. We stopped at one point to grab another six-pack, but didn’t finish the second one. I had about five beers and she had three. We were both pretty buzzed and making a move crossed my mind. I decided against it, not wanting to be too aggressive or presumptuous.

She headed to the bathroom to get ready for bed. She emerged from the bathroom wearing a long t-shirt and only panties. I was a little taken aback, because I expected her to be wearing something less revealing. I don’t know if she planned on wearing something less revealing and decided to get a little crazy once she was buzzed and felt a little chemistry with me or what. I couldn’t really see her panties when she was standing or walking, because her shirt was just long enough to cover them. I did catch a glimpse of her panties when she got into bed. They weren’t over the top sexy or anything. Her legs looked great and confirmed that she played soccer in high school.

I headed to the bathroom to get ready for bed after she did. After I saw her little revealing act I figured fuck it I’ll be a little less modest than I had planned on as well. I really planned on wearing shorts and a t-shirt to bed, but walked out of the bathroom in only my boxer-briefs. I walked out nonchalantly and grabbed some blankets and extra pillows out of the closet in the room. I caught her staring at me quite a few times over those few minutes. I felt really exposed, because my underwear were tight and showed a definite bulge. I lay down on the floor and we told each other good night. Neither of us could fall asleep right off the bat and ended up talking for a little while as we lay there. I kept wondering if I should try to make a move, but could never make myself get up off of the floor. There was some mild flirtation happening verbally, but nothing blatant enough for me to just say screw it and pull the trigger.

Eventually we both fell asleep and woke early the next morning. I was awake lying on the floor trying to gather myself when she got up to get out of bed. When she got up she had to walk right past me to get to the bathroom. When I saw her get out of bed I caught a glimpse of her panties again and as she walked past me I saw straight up her shirt and got a decent view of her ass. I let her take a shower and get ready first. After she was done I showered and by the time I was finished she was out of the room and at the conference. She sent me a text about midway through the day and asked if I wanted to grab lunch. We met up and had lunch and talked and had a good time talking and laughing. After getting to know her a little over the last day or so I realized she was pretty damn cool.

We went our separate ways after lunch and as the day came to an end I headed back to the hotel room. I probably should have knocked before I came in, but wasn’t really thinking. When I walked in she was changing and only had on a skirt and a bra. I apologized and turned my head. She just laughed it off and said it wasn’t a big deal. She threw a shirt on and said she was going to grab dinner with a friend of hers named Dave that lives in the area. I was disappointed at the news of dinner with a guy friend thinking my chances of scoring with her just went out the window. I imagined getting a text later that night saying she was going to stay at Dave’s and to not wait up. I went and grabbed dinner with a couple of other people from the research team and split off on my own after and did some bar hopping.

It was around midnight when I got a text from Kelly. It wasn’t the text I was expecting though. She asked where I was, because she just got back to the hotel room. I told her I was at a bar down the street. She said she wanted to meet up and would head my way. She arrived and she had obviously already had a few. I asked how her dinner was and she said it was great. I found out that Dave was an old family friend that she had grown up with and he is happily married with kids. We had a couple of more drinks at the bar continuing to laugh and talk. We were both becoming fairly openly flirtatious at this point. There was one moment right before we left when our eyes locked and we just kind of gazed at each other. I grabbed her hand and ran my thumb along the top of it. She kind of bit her lip and we both kind of laughed and took another sip of our drinks.

We headed back to the hotel room and I knew something was going to happen. When we got there she said she needed to use the restroom, so I sat in the chair and relaxed wondering what was going to come next. She comes out a few minutes later wearing something similar to the night before, a long t-shirt and panties. She went and jumped in her bed and stares over my way. I said, “are you going to sleep?” She responded, “I don’t want to.” I said, “then come here.”

She got up out of bed and walked towards me. Still sitting in the chair I grabbed her hand as she walked up. She put her leg over my lap and straddled me. I drew her face in with my hand and kissed her slow and deep. Her shirt rode up when she straddled me and I could see her beautiful legs and panties sitting on my lap. We kissed like this for a while before I reached down for the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up and off over her head. She didn’t have on a bra and her tits were completely exposed. She had these beautiful puffy nipples that I couldn’t resist. I leaned in and took one in my mouth and licked and played with it while I caressed the other with my hand. She was moaning and rubbing her hands up and down my back.

She reached down and pulled my shirt off over my head. I leaned forward pressing my chest against hers to feel bare skin or bare skin. We kissed and I reached down and groped her ass with both of my hands. After doing this for a few minutes she jumps down out of my lap and grabs my belt and unbuckles it. She pulls my pants and underwear down and my cock flops out. She positions herself in between my legs and starts licking and sucking on my balls as she strokes my cock with her right hand. She licks up from the base of my cock to the head before engulfing it with her mouth. She tries to take it all in her mouth, but can’t manage. She kept taking it all the way until it hit the back of her throat though. Stroke after stroke her mouth went up and down quickly as my cock was covered in wetness.

After a while I had her stand up and we headed over to the bed. I lie down and have her turn around and get in a 69 position. She starts sucking my cock again as I lick her clit and play with her pussy. She is sucking harder and more feverishly than before. She would suck extra hard when I would hit just the right spot and touch her clit in just the right way. This was fun, but I wanted to fuck her bad at this point. I motioned for her to get up and had her lie on her back. I positioned myself between her legs and slid my cock easily into her soaking wet pussy. I started slow and we kissed as I slid in and out of her. After a while I placed her legs over my shoulders and we picked up the pace. I began pounding her and her moans were getting really loud. After pounding her at this pace for a while she reached down and started rubbing her clit. I wanted to keep the pace up so she could orgasm.

My arms were getting tired and she still hadn’t gotten off, so I had her get up on all fours. I got behind her and slid my cock in her pussy. I continued to pound her from this position as she rubbed her clit. Her moans turned into high-pitched screams as she began to orgasm. She shook and tensed up eventually collapsing onto her stomach. I stopped and slid my cock out of her. She said, “no no keep going.”

I had her slide her legs together and I placed mine on either side of hers as she lay on her stomach. I slid my cock in her pussy once again from behind like this. She was so tight from this position and I knew I wouldn’t last long. She was moaning like crazy as I thrust in and out of her. Her ass looked great like this and the tightness was just too overwhelming. I picked up my pace and was slamming in and out of her when I felt cum welling up inside of me. I slid my cock out of her just as I started to orgasm. I shot streams of cum up her back and all over her ass. I collapsed beside her for a minute before grabbing her a towel.

We cleaned up and slept in the same bed that night. We only had one more night at the conference and we had sex that night as well. Since we had already broken the ice and knew it was going to be the last night we fucked twice. I could detail that night too, but I don’t want to get too repetitive with multiple nights of sex scenes.

We never hooked up again after that last night. The semester was grinding to a close when we got back and I went off to grad school shortly after that. I think we both knew it was just kind of one of those things and was just going to be for that trip.