Grad school nights (M/F)

Part I of III

Marie has a special place in my sexual history. We introduced one another to quite a bit; young, naive, and learning as we went. Each were new to the city, happened to attend the same graduate school program and by coincidence worked the over night shift at the same facility. She was a bit shorter than I was traditionally attracted with large breasts. Also not my normal draw. But she was highly fit. She worried about being overweight and spent some awkward years in her teens above a comfortable weight threshold. In college, prior to our meeting, she embraced fitness and worked hard at it as I did myself. So 5’3, blondish brown hair, and a tight body but in today’s vernacular may be considered flirting with thicc.

I had identified her early on in my classes as one of the more attractive women and fantasizing about her was a favorite pastime when lectures became dull. She dressed modestly in class so all I had to work with involved my own creativity. At work, we were partnered early on but she kept her barriers up and I didn’t want to come off creepy so I gave her plenty of space and just kept conversation neutral and light.

My first real sense of what she had to offer was during a self protection training. We partnered simply because the others paired off quickly. The exercises were often in a dyad as we were trained to take others to the ground. We knew to dress for physical effort so many wore shorts and a t-shirt. Maria had on a basic tee that pulled tightly across her chest revealing the enormity of breast’s but more importantly their firmness. Also, the yoga pants clung perfectly to a well-rounded posterior that I would grow, literally, to love. Again, she was self-conscious so despite the wrapping one another up, I kept everything respectful. This served as some type of break through for her so she became much more light and relaxed with me moving forward.

Over the course of months, we spent long hours in one another’s presence. Sometimes studying and many hours working. We had a couple classes together so a quick bite to eat became natural as well. It seemed things were turned more intimate when we watched a couple movies together then rented and watched at her place. She disclosed some intimate trauma that helped me understand her pace and had some impact on our physical relationship. We had not even kissed but somehow that conversation established that we both wanted too but there would be no pressure.

Fast forward another few weeks, we had a heavy snowfall and agreed to go sled riding before work (we went in at 11 pm). At some point we tumbled out of the sled at the bottom of the hill and ended up entangled, our faces close. We kissed. Each of our lips were cold so I am not sure it was particularly erotic but she kissed well and her mouth parted immediately for our tongues to touch. Despite the outdoor temperature, my entire insides felt like a furnace.

A few nights later, we caught dinner after class and retreated to her apartment prior to heading to work. There was a great deal more kissing and some fondling over the clothes but I was determined to go at her pace. After our lips approached severe chapping, she excused herself to the bathroom and returned with her button-down blouse entirely open and bra removed. She smiled sheepishly and ran the last few steps to me on the coach. Her breasts were enormous and delightfully firm. Her nipples were large and incredibly sensitive. Some how I believe I passed another test that night as she straddled me and was grinding on my obvious hardness without yet I never pressed. As she drew back and eyed me flirtatiously as she unbuttoned her jeans, she also caught sight of the clock…it was time to leave for work.

At work we kept it cool. We each had the next night off and she invited me over under the guise of a workout. We did.go run and the yoga pants were featured again. We got to her place sweaty and I was to short-sighted to have brought dry clothes. It was still before dinner so I thought I would just hang for a bit then return to my place. As we sipped water In her little apartment kitchen to restore some of the fluid we had sweated out, I teased as to whether she wore panties with yoga pants. She teased back, “Why don’t you find out?”

I am no fool, it was on. Our lips were all over one another as I rubbed her mound over her pants. Her breath shifted immediately and she pressed her tongue into my mouth. I slid my hand inside her waist and and paused to see if she resisted, then moved my hand southward across her shaved pubic area, a first for me, and between her glistening and absolutely drenched lips. I was on fire. With little warning, I dropped to my knees as I lowered her pants over her backside. In a previous flirtatious conversation she had revealed no previous lover had gone down on her. Not only do I love cunninglingus, I wanted to share the joy with Maria. My first few licks elicited a welcome response, and she reached for the kitchen counter to stabilize herself and lifted one leg to give me better access as her other hand went to the back of my head. Shortly though she broke free. “Surely, I need to shower” she said. I looked up and shook my head as I reached up and assisted lowering her to the ground right there in the kitchen. She lay back and I licked and nipped and explored her folds with my tongue until she bucked slightly and pulled me up to her mouth. I loved that she took my tongue and tasted herself off me lips.

I declined reciprocation as I definitely needed a shower after our run but she wouldn’t hear of it and lowered my running shorts and took me in her mouth still on the kitchen floor. She was a novice but she had great enthusiasm. I had never cum via a blowjob so I was pleasantly surprised how aroused I became. She eventually brought me to orgasm with her hand and I ejaculated all over those gorgeous breasts per my request.

I still needed dry clothes so I headed back to my place. As I arrived home, I was welcomed with a message from Maria with a sultry bedtime voice telling me she had already fingered herself twice more thinking about our encounter and that despite she knew how badly she need to shower, she was procrastinating as she enjoyed how I soiled her chest. I was hard instantly. I called her quickly and we had phone sex. I was aroused by her own openness about masturbation and I aggressively stroked myself and came as I could hear the quiet hum of her vibrator in the background.

Over the course of the next few months we continued to explore one another. Sexual intercourse came slowly due to previous issues but we each loved when I slid my cock along her outer lips and sucked her pronounced nipples. Eventually, she would grow frustrated and press my dick against her clit and rub aggressively to orgasm. She also became far more proficient at blowjobs but still not to completion for me.

Eventually, we did have sex in a traditional sense. While it was an important barrier for Maria, it was perhaps one of the lessor erotic activities we pursued. She loved when I performed oral sex on her and I loved when she would take my cock in her mouth after being inside her. Maria would also routinely ask for me to not shower after working out as she liked to go down on me when I was sweaty post-workout. This was our intimate life. However, through natural exploration, things would, take a far more kinky turn.

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