[M]ed school adventures, [F]riendship and other benefits[long] | 2016

This is a story I can’t tell in real life, but at least needs to be written down before the memories will fade… First of all, this may provoke disapproval reactions, which in a certain point of view I totally understand. But I am not looking for advice, I just have to write it down from my point of view, as I can't speak to anyone else. I am not a native speaker, so have mercy on my writing skills. This all happened in my last two years of med school…

First of all a few words to introduce myself: I am a tall guy, caucasian, dark blonde hair, blue eyes. I went through a harsh time in puberty, I grew faster than my body could adapt to, I some insecurities, hardly ever talked to girls, and one thing leads to another, therefor had not many friends in middle school. My family background was conservative, which I realized at a later point of time in my life. Things changed when I got accepted in Med school. I could build a few strong relationships, gained confidence and married a wonderful wife, I really do love her, still.

Med school is, although it has a lot of workload, full of parties and I did hardly miss a chance. With the perspective of becoming a doctor, with even less spare time, I wanted to enjoy life to its fullest. I often hung out with a cool group of people, two other guys and three girls, all of them in long term relationships. We became close friends over the years. You get to know each other pretty well, while dividing a dead body in anatomy courses. One girl of this group, I call her Berry, I will describe further. She is a tall and slim girl, with shoulder length brown hair, deep dark brown eyes. In med school she was clearly one of the best students, but there was nothing nerdy about her. Since she had worked as a waitress besides the studies, she is really good at small talk and interacting with people. She definitely has a strong character, a sense for justice and a certain depth when you talk with her. Together with her physical appearance, tall, long legs, small chest and tits and a really firm butt, she definitely is a really beautiful woman, not girly and not superficial, but an independent attractive woman. And she dresses classy, elegant. But for my and her bad, we were both in long and happy relationships…

With this group of friends we planned to go on holyday, rented a cottage near the beach, a wonderful place. You know, after passing our annual exams these holydays were a blast! Chill-out time, with no stress, just doing whatever you want. We went rock climbing, wind surfing, or just sunbathing the whole day. Everyone in great mood, the evenings often faded out in philosophical talks or card games with a glass or two of wine. On evening the toping came to relationships, since all were in long term relationship. One girl of the group though was pretty unhappy with her current situation. She complained about the lack of effort they both invested in their relationship. Their fire has started to get cold and she somehow made clear, that she is unsure, whether she should try other things, stay or even quit the relationship. We all discussed back and forth, not coming to any conclusion.
Suddenly Berry came forward and I noticed that she had not participated in the conversation so far. She hesitated to speak and chose her words carefully; I think she would not want to offend anyone by her statement. She said that, she and her partner were in a really happy relationship. They knew they want to stay together, they were basically soulmates. Nevertheless they decided to open up their relationship with clear rules. They will not talk about their side adventures. They keep it only sexual. The main goal was to prevent them from doing something wrong when they were older and since they came together as teenagers, to prevent the feeling of having missed out something.

I was staggered about her confession. I never came along someone who was really living in an open relationship. Nor could I have imagined her in this situation. I was fascinated by the idea and later in the evening, I started to ask her a lot of questions. It appeared to me that they were happy with their situation. But since she is really picky when it comes to men, she had not experimented much, sadly, she said. This intelligent girl, with a lot of self-control, not giving away too much of herself, asked her boyfriend to open their relationship, though she said she was happy. Clearly calculated, nothing hidden, these were the facts. After this evening I saw her different. Not just as a friend, but as a women with strong desires and her willing to experience those. We always had sympathy for each other, but I never imagined more. I found her attractive, but since I was happily married, I never had the real need to get more...

One other evening we played poker with stupid tasks for the looser, she proposed to go swimming naked in the moonlight. I wondered secretly, who of us she would like to see naked. But since not all were into the idea, we just went swimming in our bathing suits. But I couldn’t help myself to imagine her without her bikini. In the silver linings of the moonlight, her tall body, her firm ass was really appealing. Her light and smooth skin suddenly became really attractive for me and I secretly would have loved to see more… We joked around, we did a chicken fight (when you take a girl on your shoulder and try to fight against another in the water). The feeling of her ass cheeks on my neck nearby her pussy gave me a tingling sensation down the spine.

One another occasion we wanted to get up early and we joked around, that the guys probably wouldn’t make it on time. She offered to wake us up. I told her then, that this could be a bit of a problem, since I usually sleep naked. She replayed and asked back: “Why would that be a problem? “

Was she secretly hitting on me? Should I give her a sign? But was it worth the risk? I was sort of jealous on their relationship. My wife and I also came together as teenagers and I sometimes felt the urge to try other things out, but on the other hand I was so sure about her. Nevertheless, would that be the opportunity to still this hunger in a safe way? If any of our friends would catch a glimpse of me even try to approach her, this could bring all of the involved in real trouble…

One day at the beach, we talked alone, the others were windsurfing. So I decided to invite her to visit me at my work place. Beside my studies at med school I worked as a night watch in a local hospital, mostly during nightshift. I had my own room, with a bed and TV, a large balcony etc. I loved this job; I had a lot of responsibility and action, but as well a lot of freedom, time for myself. It was not uncommon for me to invite friends to visit me and I showed them around. She hesitated for a moment and gave me this questioning look. And then said yes, she would be interested. I think she already spotted my intensions.

In the mean time I did a lot of talking with my wife. I was staggered by the Idea to at least give it a try. For her, she made clear, that she feels no need to explore more since she felt satisfied, and therefore wouldn’t want to “open” our relationship – she could only loose. But to some degree, she could understand my points and the fascination, and we got to the point where she stated: I wouldn’t want you to try other things, but If you have to, I certainly don’t want to know about it… I don’t bring that up as an excuse for my actions, they were wrong in terms of my wife. But sorry for this long introduction, but I plan to write some more stuff, because things went crazy from there…here the fun part begins…enjoy!

FUN ->

The moment I greeted her at the entrance, was the moment I realized: This is maybe the most stupid thing I ever will do, and maybe the most exciting one. She wore a black dress and boots, her hair open. I could tell by the way she was dressed, that she thought in the same direction. I invited her up on my balcony, and we had dinner, I opened a small bottle of wine and we talked a lot. I felt that the tension was rising and if I wanted that something will happen, I should make the first move. I would have far more to lose than her. (my marriage and the job maybe for example).

The next question was maybe the most difficult question with the most unclear ending this would take. “Have you…since we were both alone up here…have you crossed the thought that we could have a little, uncomplicated fun together?” – Pause – She looks me straight in the eyes and said: “Yes, I thought about that already.” – Me: “You think we can both agree to just keep this as a platonic, experimental try-out?” “I don’t know.” She replied. Damn, I needed to be her clear on that, since I didn’t want to ruin her nor my relationship. She realized my hesitation and said: “look, I have never ever tried someone else besides my boyfriend, and I simply cannot assure you, because I don’t know. But I am happy with my boyfriend, I don’t want to mess that up.” -This was as much certainty as I could get from her.

So I leaned in for a kiss…I haven’t kissed another girl for more than six years. She kissed differently, more tongue wrapping, her lips were so smooth and soft and she smelled incredibly. This gave me a rush, I had an instant hard on and we started kissing heavily. It is all a bit blurry, endorphins were raging, but I remember at one point we got inside. Standing, I touched her through her skirt. Her breaths became heavy. Feeling her ass was amazing, so firm. I fondled under her dress and opened her bra with one hand. She was surprized how fast I did that. Her tits were small, just a handful, but perky with small nipples. I loved them. Less sensitive than those I knew, she liked them to be pinched and eagerly rubbed. Gosh, I was so hard and she mentioned she had to check. She did not miss a second, went on her knees and pulled my pants down. My dick bounced in her face as she did. She gave me a surprized look. I knew I was a bit above average (my sister once told me ⁾ just about 8 inches, and this feedback gave me more confidence. Her eyes stared at this cock with excitement. And then she took it as deep as she could in her mount. By the way she was sucking me I could tell she likes doing that…and she was definitely starving for a cock. She swirled her tongue around my tip, grabbed my balls and slurped, just to take it fully deep after that… She looked at me to see my reaction. Here we are…my long term friend, future doctor, always correct, never crude nor salacious in words and diligent student sucking my raging hard cock and clearly enjoying it. Still waters run deep…

I was surprized how fast this was going…it was like you ignited a fuse from a bar of dynamite…there is no turning back and the tension which has built up in the past months unleashed itself in a stormy, crazy fire of lust, exploring and fulfilling each other’s needs.

I couldn’t resist any longer, turned around and pressed her against the wall. With one arm I hold her thigh, with the free hand I grabbed under her skirt, touching her naked firm butt for the first time. Although she has a very slim body, her butt is quite impressive, but not chubby, its firm, you know, muscle for her long legs, like a peach… I squeeze it and work my way slowly down between her cheeks…when I touched her slip, it was completely soaked and she let out a sight. She wanted more. I basically torn down her slip, stood up and lifted her up towards the bed. She spread her legs to give me a full, open view of her pussy…

Ladies and Gentlemen, please imagine you a perfect pussy. When I do, I see a smoothly razed hill of lust with a small landing strip. Two smooth, puffy outer labia are covering the inner labia’s and the entrance. Arousal makes them even fuller. Soft, inviting, her juice makes them glance…those are the one she has...and I dove right in…tasting her juice gave me an extra thrill. She tasted slightly sour, but fresh, the odour of her shaving cream still noticeable…she moaned but I realized after a while, she wanted my cock…I like giving oral, but I don’t know I might not be the best at it, or she don’t like it that much. She asks me for a condom and I quickly put one on. And then pushed my cock against her clit…She looks at me and said: ”You teaser…would you please stop to tease me and just fuck me?”

We had this thing right from the beginning to talk in English when it comes to sex. So we formed ourselves a bubble, which was like a dreamland but, somehow, not part of our reality.

“Would you please?” I gave in and pushed myself inside her. That was what she wanted…and she moaned out loudly. Her pussy felt awesome, warm and welcoming. I could insert myself fully into her and that was something new to me, since I had always had to be aware not to touch her cervix so far. As I start thrusting in and out of her, her eyes became smaller, her moaning’s louder as she grabbed my ass and tore me as deep in her as she could…just to release a short shiver of her body...

I later got to know she could come multiple times in smaller orgasms. And this was number one! From then on, my vision is blurred...we just fucked, animalistic, tight, changing the positions...

just to add one thing: As I was on missionary, she reached down and slapped my balls from behind…pretty hard for my opinion...something totally took me off guard. My balls are really sensitive so I was not sure whether I liked that or not…and I told her to stop…but she slapped me again. I grunted: Stop that you nasty one! And she just: That makes you angry? Ha? >Slap< Come on, then fuck me, fuck me harder! >Slap< And yes, it kind of made me angry, because it hurt a bit, and so far, I have never really mixed up pain and sex (except love biting and stuff but...well) and I knew my way out was just fuck her brainless. And she slapped a few times more, like a horse giving me the spores, and I fucked her in a mixture of anger, lust, pain and dizziness. Rough, not giving a shit how she felt in these next few minutes, but I guess that was what she wanted. She is a girl who often gets what she wants…As my orgasm built up, I screamed in joy as a pulsated in her vagina. This gave her another thrill, her body trembled and she pinched her nails in my back… And then we just laid there, me on her, catching up breath, not really realizing what just had happened… At some point it came to my mind, that somehow, during the act the emergency phone never rang and we weren’t interrupted..

I kissed her and offered her to stay…(she could have secretly slipped out early, since we were not allowed to host girls overnight;-) But she refused and got dressed and left...and somehow we both knew this was too good for just a one-time thing…

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