I got this story over the phone, from an excited co-ed, while drinking a cocktail... okay, you caught me, I was drinking slugs of cheap bourbon straight from the bottle, although I wasn't drunk. But I still got the story in a situation where I'm not promising total fidelity to the actual telling of it, because it would be hard to include the giggling, cheering, and general hemming and hawing that occurred.
I had suggested a while back, since Sveta does stress out a little about tests, that she blow off some steam, let herself take a little break every so often. I hinted lewdly that there were really terrific ways of blowing off steam that involve penetration, but I didn't really expect her to take me seriously. It seems she did, at least this time.
I won't bore you with the details of the tests et cetera, but she got to the end of the day, had been busting her hump all afternoon studying and working, and went out to decompress, hang out in the common area, watch TV, whatever. There was a guy there watching a DVD, and she's not really all that picky about what to watch (plus I bet she figured she wouldn't want to watch it and thus wouldn't stay for the whole thing, the motivational person that she is), so she asked if she could join in, sat down, and watched. I take it she knows this guy from somewhere, but not that well.
The thing she was watching was a bit racy, and poor Sveta's hard up for action as it is, so she was getting aroused, flushed, a bit antsy. Her roommate wasn't there and she didn't expect her back, so she was all set to hop up, excuse herself, and blow off some steam in private. The guy took it the wrong way, thought she was bothered by the raciness, and switched it off and started apologizing to her.
And here's when what I loved about college happened. I didn't love all that much about college, but there were a few things, and this is one of them. When she finally convinced him that, no, she wasn't leaving because she was offended, he immediately got the right idea and knew in an instant that it was winding her up, and he just said, "Oh, well, in that case, want to go to my room?"
Now, that could have been innocent. He could have been offering to continue watching it in his room with her to keep from offending others. I wasn't there. But I don't think so. Sveta of a year ago would have begged off, I imagine, probably been terribly embarrassed. But as a testament to how much she's grown, she thought about it for a minute, then grabbed his hand and said, "Yeah, sure, but I've still got some studying to do afterward."
I remember how awkward things were with James and Sveta, and maybe I was hearing the abbreviated version with all the awkwardness left out, but I'm giving her the benefit of the doubt, and not just because she'll read this. I think the beginning of the story is the best part, really, because we all know how the rest of it will go. The beginning shows that she's living her life for herself, not worrying about what people might think as much. It's a big deal for her, and she knows it which is why she was so excited to tell me about it.
They were pretty much on the same page at that point, to the point that they left the DVDs in the common area. No pretenses in that. They went to his room, closed the door, and started making out, pretty much with no introductions to hear her tell it. They were both in lounging attire, so all he had to do was slip his hand in the waistband of her pants and slip them down, pull her t-shirt up, and there she was in just her panties, and what as sight it is, as well I know. They both knew what they were there for; he started pulling off his shirt and said, "The condoms are in the top drawer." She got one in time for him to pull off his pants and boxers, then she got on her knees like a good girl and warmed him up a little before slipping on the condom and asking him which position he preferred.
I'm making this sound businesslike, mostly because as I said, I got a version which wasn't ideal for print. I'm sure there was more to it than that, but she made it seem like they got to business fairly quickly. College guys seem to love doggy style, so she got on her hands and knees on the bed and he got behind her, fingered her a little bit, then slipped into her and started fucking away.
Fortunately for him, she was on a hair trigger but she warned him about the explosion, which must have gratified his ego. He managed to get her off quite quickly for her, so she said, was impressed by the force of it but kept working at her rather than panicking as some guys would. She compared him unfavorably with Dad and Mike, bless her, but she'll have a lot more like him than like them, I foresee. Not bad, not great, but good to take the edge off.
He kept it up for a bit longer, really winding her crank more than anything else, then asked her if she wanted it in her mouth, to which she wisely replied in the affirmative. A quick shift, off with his condom, and a few short strokes, and she got her mouthful, which she dutifully swallowed.
And then, this is the best part, once she'd gotten all of it out, he turned away, pulled his pants back on, and handed her her panties which had gotten tossed during the course of events. She got her clothes back on, gave him a kiss goodbye, and headed back to her room. And now for the bad news: she found it totally impossible to study after that. She really wanted to go back to his room and beg for seconds. Instead, she got herself off, then her roomie came back, and she was stuck feeling really horny with nothing to do about it.
So she's declared that sex as a steam-release is a terrible idea, and she won't be doing it again, at least not during finals. I believe she called it a distraction, which I suppose it is. If she got it more regularly, maybe she'd feel differently. Or maybe she's right, and all my sexuality is ruining my productivity. I think a bit of both.
She did feel a little awkward afterward, and has avoided seeing him, and he for his part hasn't come to her room to look for her or anything like that. I love random college hookups. She liked it too, but she wishes she'd picked a better time for it.
Then she called me and told me. She couldn't do it right away because of her roomie, but once she was alone again, she had a lot of fun telling me all about it. I'm so happy for her, although I wish I'd been there just because I love being where sex is happening. And she'll be home not too long from now, so we'll get to talk about it in person. I confess a small degree of relief that it went well but, for purely selfish reasons, that it didn't go too well. I'm terrible. Still, I want her to be happy. So congratulation to Sveta for her first solo flight, and looking forward to hearing more of them, just not during crunch time.
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