(Contains adult content)
By the start of spring quarter of my freshman year I’d already wasted a full two quarters trying to get Lori interested in me. (Read about Lori.) Any sane man would have realized that it was a hopeless endeavor and given up … but not me.
But then an angel appeared who would lead me to the promised land.
That quarter I was taking Geology 104. I had to find my transcripts buried in a box in the basement to pull up that old factoid. I’m reminded that there were three, one-hour lectures in a big hall and a two-hour lab each Wednesday.
The first day of lab I walked in and looked around and there was an angel sitting alone at the front table. I walked over and sat down. She turned and smiled and said, “hi.”
Wow! She was something wonderful and almost indescribable. OK, She wasn’t amazingly beautiful, but she was definitely pretty. She was about five-feet-six-inches tall and fairly trim but with a nicely shaped figure. Her long, light-brown to dark-blond hair hung down her back. She had the air of a hippy and dressed as though she wanted to be one, although the age of hippies was a few years past.
We didn’t say much that first day but at one point I realized she wasn’t wearing a bra. I got a decent view of the tops of her breasts but I would have had to stand over her to see her nipples. Now I’ve never been one to ignore a cheap thrill. I did try to get a better view a few times, but I didn’t want her to notice so I let it go.
The next week I got to class first. Once I got there I realized I should have held back until she sat down and then I could sit next to her. No problem — she walked in, saw me, came over and sat down next to me.
I said, hey, “I don’t know your name … I’m Nils.”
“I’m Kari,” she said.
It was that day we started working together in class. I don’t recall exactly what we did. I think we were looking over some maps of geological formations.
Having one map for the two of us we moved closer together. She leaned over to look more closely at the map. Oh glory! I had an unencumbered view of her formations. There they were — two objects of my long quest. Once again she had no bra. I don’t know but it almost seemed as if she were presenting her breasts to me.
She had slightly pointy boobs of a nice size. They actually looked somewhat like volcanos with rounded tops. She had areolas the size of silver dollars with inverted nipples.
I tried not to stare but I’d never had such a treat. My penis sprang to life in my jeans. I was glad that I was sitting at a table where no one would notice my hard-on.
I was so hot and bothered I could barely talk after the class. I walked out with her but we didn’t say much more.
I was determined to ask her out so I made a plan for the next week. I hung around in the hall outside the class and as she saw me she greeted me and we walked in together and sat down. It was a warm spring and, once again, she had no bra covering her breasts and a light, loose blouse. After we sat together and started going over something or other, I got a repeat performance.
We walked out together. She asked me where I was headed and I said, “wherever you’re going.”
She smiled at me and said, “isn’t that nice, my own escort.”
I asked her if she’d like to go out the next evening. There weren’t many classes on Friday so Thursday was the start of the weekend for a lot of students. She heartily agreed.
I couldn’t think of anything but Kari for the next 24 hours. I met her at her dorm and we went out for pizza. As we talked she struck me as a sweet but determined girl. Although she looked rather like a hippy she was no airhead, no silly pothead. She was an ardent feminist and struck me as very liberal minded.
We shared many of the same ideas. We even talked about wishing we could have been at Woodstock. Unfortunately it had happened eight years previous and we were just kids at the time. We seemed to have the same eclectic taste in music from classic rock to jazz to classical.
When we got back to her dorm after the movie she also showed that she didn’t mind getting what she wanted. Standing outside the building I was contemplating if I should kiss her goodnight. As I did this she lightly gripped my elbows, pulled me closer and looked up at me, just waiting to be kissed … so I did. First just on the lips but then she put her arms around me and we opened our mouths and entwined our tongues. My head was spinning. I wanted her so bad. I wasn’t going to push the matter, however, as I was seriously into this girl and I didn’t want to screw it up.
We went out again on Saturday and started going to dinner together after our Wednesday class. Our kissing got progressivly longer after each date.
My dorm had an interesting long and narrow room in the front of the building with big windows that let the sun in during the day. It was a secluded part of the building — particularly at the far end — and was often deserted after dark. I lead her to the end and we sat together on one of the couches. We had the same idea and immediately embraced and started kissing. It wasn’t long that I — being fairly sure there was no one around — put my hand up her billowy blouse and finally got my first handful of bare naked breast. The feel of it was extraordinary. Her breasts were just big enough to have a nice weight that made playing with them a lot of fun.
After a bit she whispered in my ear, “please, suck on my nipples.” She pulled down her low-cut blouse exposing just enough so that I could do her bidding.
Then I got on my knees in front of her. She spread her knees apart so I could get closer. Not hearing anyone nearby I pulled up her blouse and sucked one tit and then the other. She slid down so that her ass was just on the edge of the couch. I let her blouse down and moved up so that I could kiss her. This also brought the bulge in my pants between her legs.
After kissing a few minutes I decided to go for it and pushed my bulge between her legs. I did it gently at first and she responded by rotating her pussy up into me. Responding to that encouragement I pushed my crotch into her and started rubbing up and down. I straightened up a bit and put my hands around her waist and we continued our slow, horizontal dance.
It was, by far, the closest I’d ever come to having sex. I’d pleasured myself hundreds of times before, however none of that was half as enjoyable as fully-clothed foreplay, between Kari’s legs. I looked down into her eyes and saw the same longing as I’m sure she saw in mine.
Suddenly, about 50 feet away, a group of students came through the front doors of the dorm. They didn’t see us in our dark corner but it was enough to scare a little sense into our heads.
We stayed there for about two hours alternating between talking, kissing and some light petting. We didn’t do any more dry humping.
I went back to my room and my roommate was there. I told him that I was going to take a shower. Fortunately no one took showers late in the evening so I was able to jerk myself off in private. All I had to do was replay in my mind sucking Kari’s tits and I was able to cum pretty fast.
Tomorrow, more of the story…
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