Great way to end college (Part 1) [M/F] | 2016

First time posting. Be gentle.

About me: 6 foot, tall, skinny, white guy with a scruffy brown beard. My hair is almost always medium length, around the ears or so, not styled. I've been called cute by ladies and feel confident saying I'm slightly above average looking. Won't win modeling contests, but I can hold my own.

This story happened 3 years ago during my senior year of college - toward the end of my last semester. It was a Friday night and I was at one of the bars in our smaller college town. Every so often when I would go to this bar, I would see a particular girl. I would look forward to seeing her and hoped to have a chance to talk but she was always surrounded by friends. Plus, I was a bit nervous.

She is short, dark hair, dark skin - parents are probably slightly mixed between white and black. I wouldn't call her skinny, but she wasn't big either - perfect in my eyes. Although, her breasts were rather large for her frame, which definitely caught my attention being the boob guy that I am. Cute smile, wide brown eyes, shoulder length hair which is usually straightened.

I didn't know who she was, what year she was, or even her name. That night was different.

A few drinks in and I was feeling pretty confident. Liquid courage at its best. I had noticed her near the bar a few drinks back and kept an eye out in case she was away from her friends for a bit.

Finally, after all this time, I saw her friends head to the bar and she stayed on the stool at their table. I took a deep calming breath, grabbed my beer and left my friends without a word.

When I had almost reached her through the crowd of standing and dancing people, she turned and looked me in the eye. I put my best smile on, added just a bit of dimple and kept walking towards her. I remember being incredibly relieved when she returned my smile with a shy one of her own. She glanced to the table then back at me.

"Hi, my name is S and after what has seemed liked weeks I finally have the opportunity tell you how beautiful I think you - without your friends listening in. I'd be delighted if you put and name to your smile and allowed me to buy you a drink."

After I said that, my confidence seemed to disappear and I just stood there waiting for a positive response. Was that too forward? Did it sound stupid? Maybe she isn't interested? What if her friends come back?

Just a second or two pause before she bit her bottom lip, blinked a few times, smiled and said, "My name is K and I would love a drink."

We walked and talked our way to the bar, got drinks and generally avoided her friends for the remainder of our time at the bar. Eventually her friends said goodbye, most likely exchanging questions with their eyes, making sure she was safe. It’s a relief knowing you passed the test.

Around closing time, I asked if I could walk her back to her place and make sure she got back home alright.

On the way to her place we exchanged numbers, joked around, and talked of meeting again. I wanted to make her feel comfortable without trying to seem too eager to keep the night going.

When we were close to her place, she asked, "So is this your way of getting your foot in my door?"

"I just wanted to make sure you got back alright. We can continue this another day."

K's mouth curved a bit and she said, "Ah, I would have kept the door open." At the time, this statement didn't register at all. I'm pretty thick right?

So a block or two from her place we parted ways and agreed to meet again soon.

As I walked back to my place, that one statement she made seemed to slap me in the face. "Oh my god, that was an offer. I'm an idiot!"

I debated just accepting my stupidity and continue home. But, it's my senior year, I won't have this chance again. Turning around I sprinted back toward her place.

Taking out my phone as I was running, I texted her, "I'm a fool, is your door still open?" Not smooth, but I was a bit desperate.

"I'll be right down :)"

I slowed to a walk as I got closer to where she said her house was. Looking around I eventually heard a door open and her head poke out through the crack.

Walking up to the door I smiled and said, "Forgive my stupidity." She returned my smile and stepped to the side, allowing me in. After closing the door she whispered, "Shoes here, roommates are sleep. Keep quiet and follow me." Socks on the carpet, I followed her upstairs down a hallway and into her room.

"Music or movie?" she asked.

"Music."

Nodding, she put her iphone in a speaker dock and played some music - Black Keys. Once she turned around, K nervously smiled at me as silence set in. Now or never, I walked forward, leaned down, place one hand on her side and lightly cupped her face.

She tilted her head and looked straight in my eyes. I made the right move.

We kissed in earnest. Lips locked, tongues dancing, standing in the middle of her room. She eagerly pulled my shirt toward her and our bodies met. Being almost a foot taller I had to crouch slightly.

I allowed the hand holding her face to drift, down her cheek, curving around her neck, I lightly trailed my fingers over the top of her chest. I felt her hardened right nipple and hesitated there as she moaned into my mouth.

While my hand continued to move further down her body, my other worked its way backward to her ass. I grasped her cheek firmly and soon my other hand joined. Bending down, I broke the kiss and simply said, "Up." Her arms locked around my shoulders and I lifted her until her legs curled around my waist. I could feel her warmth through both pants - it felt like I opened an oven door directly on my dick.

She felt how hard I was and started gyrating on me. I glanced quickly behind her to locate the bed, then resumed making out as I walked her over to the bed. Despite her slowly humping me through our pants, I remember being very happy about just how amazing her tits felt mashed against me.

Stepping carefully, I finally reached her bed and slowly leaned forward, continuing to kiss as I laid her on back. I place my right knee outside of her leg and the left leg went between her legs. K’s thighs quickly closed around mine and her hands rested on my check before holding onto my side, slightly pulling me forward.

With my hands free, I quickly slide them up and cupped a boob in each - sliding, rubbing, squeezing. They were more than a handful each, easily D's if not DD's. This girl was blessed.

K broke the kiss and looked at me with (cliche as it sounds) fire in her eyes. "Lose the clothes."

I sat up, ignored the buttons on my flannel shirt and just pulled it over my head. My sock and jeans were soon on the floor as well. While I undressed, I kept a clear eye on her and what a sight. K grasped the bottom of her t-shirt and lifted it up, catching briefly on her bra-encased boobs before coming free leaving them jiggling there, hypnotizing me with their movement.

When the shirt was past her eyes, she saw where I was looking, made eye contact and asked, "Do you like?" All I said was "Wow."

Smiling, she reached back and unhooked the bra, baring herself to my eyes. I quickly leaned forward wearing just my boxers and latched onto her left nipple with my mouth and cupping with my hands. Giggling, she said, "Let me get my pants off, then they're all yours."

In short order we were both naked, her softly cupping my balls and slowly stroking my cock. I focused my attention initially on her boobs, enjoying her moans as I sucked, lightly bit, and blew air on each nipple.

But if there is one thing I love more than boobs, it's going down on a girl. Kissing and licking my way down her body, I was soon out of her reach and on my knees next to the bed.

"Oh please, yes," she moaned as it became clear to her what I was working to. Spreading her legs with my hands, I kissed her inner thighs purposefully avoiding her pussy for the moment. Teasing can be incredibly fun.

Her right leg occasionally rested on my shoulder while her left leg was folded up and out of the way. Her hands grasped my hair and tried to steer me toward her shaved vagina - I of course resisted.

My mouth moved closer, kissing and licking, but still not quite there. My left hand held onto her thigh while my right slid up and down on the outside of her lips where the thighs connect. K's breathing was getting faster, her large breasts, barely affected by gravity, were sloping to the sides. Good lord she had some amazing natural breasts, from my angle I just admired them while working closer. She reach back and grabbed a pillow, placing it under her head.

"Ugh, don't tease," she growled, catching my eyes. I merely smiled but my resistance was fast fading, I wanted to hear her moan, pant, even scream. I wanted her thighs to lock up, her toes to curl, her pussy to pulse - I wanted her to cum.

First, I used my right hand to cover her mound, pressed my palm flat and felt her shudder slightly - "Yesssss." I slide my hand down so my fingers parted her lips, gathering her wetness from top to bottom before going back up.

I moved my face closer, saw her hood and started blowing while my finger drifted closer to her hole. Continuing to softly breath toward her clit, I took a moment to lick my middle finger. Then I placed it at her entrance and slowly pushed in - "Unnngggh, mmmm."

Not too far in, I moved back out, mainly to make sure my finger was coated - which wasn't very necessary, she was soaked. And warm. Goddam was her pussy warm. I smiled to myself as I began to slide in and out, slowly rotating my finger, slightly bending at the knuckle and feeling the smooth inside of her tunnel.

Meanwhile I looped my left hand behind her thigh then up and over to her stomach, grasping, holding, and pinching her nipples. But I wanted my left hand for something else, so I pulled one of her hands from my head and placed it on her boob. She quickly began attending to herself.