(F)ingering the goody-goody fro(m) class | 2016

My first story was received pretty well, so I thought I would share another. I don't consider myself to be one who has had a ton of flat-out amazing sexual experiences, but one or two definitely stick out in my mind. Again, this occurred during my college years at a large, public university. (Sidenote: this is where the action is. Hot, educated, free-spirited women? If only I could go back and do it again....) The build up is very long, so I apologize if that is not your thing....

Anyway, I was enrolled in a semester long English course. In a class of about 40, there were several attractive girls in my class that I had my eyes on. There was one girl who always sat up front, knew every answer, and was basically the class know-it-all. This girl, Lori, was kind of plain-looking, and I thought she was probably the fifth or sixth most attractive girl in the class. She dressed way more conservatively than most of the other girls, and she actually acted and seemed like a 30 year old as opposed to a 20 year old.

After a few weeks, the class was assigned group projects, and we were randomly put into groups of four. Of course, I got stuck with Lori, some other random girl that never talked, and some stoner who I knew wasn't going to contribute anything to our group. At least Lori would make sure we still got a good grade.

We set up our first outside-of-class group meeting for the library later that week. When the night came, only Lori and I showed up. We were pissed that the other two members bailed, but we figured we should at least get something done on our project.

Lori and I casually talked while working on our project, and it turned out that she was surprisingly cool and intersting! I was shocked how down to earth she was, and not nearly as bitchy and stuck-up as I had thought while we were in class. We worked for several hours, and joked back and forth. I looked at her and thought, "she is actually kind of cute once you get past the conservative dress and the goody-goody stuff." Physically, Lori had a cute, roundish face with full cheeks and short dirty blonde hair. She was probably slightly overweight, but she did a good job of keeping her body covered. She was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt to the library, which I assumed she would eventually take off, but she didn't. No short denim cut-offs like the other girls. No halter-tops. Maybe she was just cold-blooded, I figured.

We were getting ready to finish up, and I casually asked her if she had a boyfriend. "No. Why?" she asked. "You interested?," she half-joked. "Maybe," I said. She laughed. The conversation stopped there for a bit, and we started talking about our project again. When we finally finished up for the night, I walked Lori to her car."I was serious when I asked if you had a boyfriend. Do you want to hang out sometime?," I asked her, as cool as an idiot college boy can do. She thought for a bit, and then timidly said, "ok....tomorrow night?" I agreed, we worked out the details, and I opened her car door for her. I gave her a quick peck on the lips, which looking back might have been too forward, but it seemed right at the time. I walked back to my car wondering if I had made a mistake, with the kiss or the date. She was definitely not my normal type.

I arrived at Lori's dorm the next night, partially debating on whether I had made a mistake asking out a group partner - one who was only kind of cute and probably fairly conservative sexually. I honestly had pretty low expectations. I knocked on her door,and when she answered, I was floored.

Lori was pretty damn hot. She had lost the sweatshirts and uber-conservative clothing. She was wearing a white blouse, which, while still reasonably modest, accentuated curvy chest perfectly. She had on tight jeans which outlined her surprisingly fine ass. Honestly, it was almost like on those cheesy high school movies, where they take the nerdy girl and give her the makeover to make her super hot.

Lori invited me in to her tiny dorm room, and I sat down on her bed as she finished getting her stuff ready. There was honestly no other place to even sit. We left to grab dinner.

The build-up to this story has gotten really long, so I'll kind of fast-forward through dinner. It was good, filled with some sexual tension and flirting. She asked me why I asked her out (you seem really cool and smart), I asked her dating experience (one serious bf in high school, one or two jerks in college). She caught me eyeing her cleavage on several occasions, and I seemed to be getting all of the signals to move forward.

We had planned on going out to a movie or something after dinner, but we somehow decided to go back to her dorm room and watch tv instead. She seemed very nervous in the car on the way back, and when I asked her, she just kept saying, "I don't know, I'm just nervous." I reached over and held her hand, and she squeezed mine back.

Once we got to her parking lot, we actually walked hand-in-hand up to her dorm room. We went inside, but she didn't turn the light on. Still holding hands in the dark, we moved our way to the edge of the bed, where I began to kiss her. She was tense at first, but slowly began to relax. Her body shook a bit, and I knew that she was not a girl just to be "fucked," but to be slowly enjoyed. I kissed down her neck, and she let out a muffled moan. I ran my hands through her hair, down her back, around her waist - slowly and gently.

I made a conscious effort to let her control the pace. After a few minutes of kissing, she led my hand to her blouse, which I unbuttoned and took off of her. It was dark, but my eyes were slowly adjusting, and she definitely had a glorious set of breasts.I felt her nipples at full attention, and eventually eased her bra off. I stripped my shirt off, and then began to suck on her heavenly tits.

Lori was really starting to lose her inhibitions, and reached down to stroke my cock through my jeans. I was incredibly hard, and she started down with my zipper. I pulled my pants and boxes down to my ankles, as she started feverishly worked my cock.

I laid back a bit and let Lori work my dick with her hand. She was definitely into it, but suddenly stopped without notice. She stood up, and I thought the fun for the night was over. She quickly sat back down, though, and led my hand to her know naked thigh. She had only stopped to take off her jeans and panties. I slid my hands up her thigh, and felt just how wet she was. She was soaked, as wet as any girl I have ever seen. I eased a finger inside of her, and heard her whimper. I positioned her so she was laying down on the bed, me next to her, I started fingering her softly.

Lori was incredibly receptive to my touch. She moaned over and over again, trying to hold it all in, but her body wouldn't let her. I increased speed, pressure, massaged her clit-every little trick I knew - and they all worked. Lori began bucking wildly, grabbing my other hand and squeezing intently as I felt her entire body convulse in one intense orgasm.

I was still hard as I hadn't come yet, but Lori didn't want to let me penetrate her. She had me lay down, and went back to work on my dick. Mostly with her hands, but occasionally leaning in and sucking for a suck or two. "Tell me how to do it," she whispered, and I instructed her as we went. She massaged my balls, she sped up, she worked the tip, and after a few minutes, she was doing a fantastic job. I told her I was getting close to cumming, and she continued jerking me off faster and faster, until I exploded all over her hands and my chest.

No, I didn't fuck Lori that night, but we dated for a few months afterwards. She continued to be eager to please, and over time she let me fuck her in and every way imagineable as she let her inhibitions down.