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Public Sex with My College Girl Crush: A Forbidden Encounter My first time having sex in a public area. I have always wanted to do it, but you know, I just have not found the right girl to do it with. Well the sophomore year of my college semester, I found that girl in a very unusual place. I have been attending the local college for one reason and one reason only, MONEY, I grew up in a good family, my parents just didnt have the money to send 4 kids to college on their own, so there I was, left with one choice, go to the local university and work my ass off, dont get me wrong, this is a University, not some 2 year college, but you get the point. I guess I should describe myself a little bit, I'm your average dude, I'm 5'11, in pretty good shape, Brown hair, blue eyes, and overall a pretty good-looking guy. I never had trouble with girls in high school considering I was part of the “in” crowd and I was really outgoing. So there I was, first day of my sophomore year, I was in my Econ class sitting alone in the back as usual, when a pleasant surprise walked into the class. Kristy, a girl I knew from high school came strolling in looking for a place to sit. “Hey, Kristy.” I said waving her down, she flashed a smile that could make any mans heart melt, and walked to the back, “Hey Drew, I'm glad youre in this class, I feel like I dont know anyone in any of my classes. …but everything was about to change
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Public Sex with My College Girl Crush: A Forbidden Encounter
My first time having sex in a public area. I have always wanted to do it, but you know, I just have not found the right girl to do it with. Well the sophomore year of my college semester, I found that girl in a very unusual place. I have been attending the local college for one reason and one reason only, MONEY, I grew up in a good family, my parents just didnt have the money to send 4 kids to college on their own, so there I was, left with one choice, go to the local university and work my ass off, dont get me wrong, this is a University, not some 2 year college, but you get the point. I guess I should describe myself a little bit, I'm your average dude, I'm 5'11, in pretty good shape, Brown hair, blue eyes, and overall a pretty good-looking guy. I never had trouble with girls in high school considering I was part of the “in” crowd and I was really outgoing.
So there I was, first day of my sophomore year, I was in my Econ class sitting alone in the back as usual, when a pleasant surprise walked into the class. Kristy, a girl I knew from high school came strolling in looking for a place to sit. “Hey, Kristy.” I said waving her down, she flashed a smile that could make any mans heart melt, and walked to the back, “Hey Drew, I'm glad youre in this class, I feel like I dont know anyone in any of my classes.” I replied, “Yeah I know, same here, well at least we have one class together, do you done after this one?”
“Nope, got one more, Marketing I think.” she replied. “No kidding, me too, well I guess were lucky we have two classes together.” I replied smiling as the teacher walked in and began lecturing. I have had this professor before, and I know from experience that he is a huge hard ass and his classes are incredibly hard. At least I had Kristy to look forward to for this class. But I guess I am getting ahead of myself, let me describe Kristy and you will understand why I would look forward to this class. First, she has an awesome personality, I know what you are thinking, oh shit, she must be some chubby girl with glasses, wrong. Kristy, is gorgeous, and that doesnt even do her justice, a perfect 10 in my eyes no doubt. She is about five feet and one inches tall and couldnt break 100 pounds soaking wet, and no she is not just skin and bones, she is incredibly fit, I mean tight toned stomach, the only reason I know is because we used to party at the beach together in high school. Now I get to the good stuff, she has brown curly hair, blue eyes, smooth lightly tanned skin, and to top it off, every boys wet dream body. Very nice hips that was followed by an incredibly tight and toned bubble butt, and thats not all, to top it off, a very nice set of tits, a C cup at most but incredibly perky, and to set it all off, a pearly white smile and lips that were just begging for you to put your dick between them. To say the least, I was obsessed with her looks, but like I said she also had an awesome personality, I mean we could about anything, she is very sweet, nice, and the farthest from stuck-up I have ever met, surprisingly so because she came from a very well off family. But lets get back to the story.
Fast forward 4 weeks and me and Kristy were hitting it off great, to bad her grade in Economics wasn't doing as well as our relationship. Now Marketing was a different story, it was a blow off class that we could miss every time and still pass so we had no worries. I was doing very well in Economics so far, with our first text coming up at the next class I took advantage of the opportunity to ask Kristy if she wanted to study together, as the teacher dismissed us I asked, “Hey, wanna try to get together this weekend and study a little bit for the exam, you know you need me” I had the cockiest smile on my face that I could possibly pull off. She gave me a whatever look and said, “You know what Mr. Drew, you keep that attitude up and you may have to find someone else to sit with, but yes I would like your help, let me talk to Brad after class and make sure he doesnt have anything planned for my birthday weekend, but you know him, he probably forgot it was even my birthday this weekend.” Shit, well I guess that makes two of us, at least I was not her boyfriend forgetting about her birthday though. “Ok Krist, well I'm ditching Marketing and going home, just let me know what he says.” We said our goodbyes and I went home and patiently waited for her text, okay, by patiently I mean, checking my phone every 5 minutes begging for something to show up on my screen, when at 9 o'clock that night, I received this text, 'Brad forgot.' and that was it. So there I was, with a dilemma, there were two ways I could respond, and one way would definitely through me into the friend-zone, but to be honest, I liked Kristy, I could take advantage of this so I responded, 'I'm sorry :(. everything ok?' I was kicking myself as soon as I said it. Here I go again, putting myself into the friendzone without even giving the girl a chance to do it herself. I quick response from Kristy brought be back from my pity-party, 'It is now, we broke up and to be honest, I'm glad, I'll be ok, but hows Saturday night at my apartment sound?' At this point I didnt know what to think so I just responded with, 'Yeah, sounds good, I'll be there at 8.'
Saturday night came around and I was getting ready to head over to Kristy's. So many decisions to make, what clothes to wear, should I wear cologne? Well I decided on a slight spray of my cologne and just some comfortable shorts and a t-shirt. I grabbed my backpack and headed over to her apartment which was about 15 minutes away. I texted her, letting her know that I had arrived and about 30 seconds later I saw Kristy waving and smiling at the entrance of her apartment building. I grabbed my bag and hurried into her building. I couldnt keep my eyes off of her incredible ass as I followed her up the stairs, too bad we only had three flights of stairs to travel. We walked into her apartment and to my surprise, it was moderately middle-class, dont get me wrong, I was not expecting persian rugs and what not, but I wasnt expecting this. It was just your average apartment, living room, kitchen, bathroom and bedroom.
“Where we gonna do this thing?” I asked, trying to find a place to put down my bag. She replied, “At the kitchen table, hey you want a beer? Brad left all of his PBR in his fridge and I can't stand the taste of it so it's all yours if you want.” I smiled, what a douche I thought, “Sure, you got any sour milk I could wash it down with.” Me-one, Brad-zero.
“Hey now, I cant stand it either but if you really dont want one, I guess I could dip into my secret stash of goodies.” And with that she brought out a 6 pack of Blue Moon, my favorite beer. “No shit, please tell me you have more than 6, that stuff goes down like water, its my favorite.” Turns out my Saturday night would not be so boring after all. “I do, but lets save the rest for celebration of after we study Mr. Drew.” There she goes again, calling me Mr. Drew, is she flirting? Am I missing something? She handed me my beer and we started drinking. Four beers to me and two to her and we were hardly getting any studying done. “Gosh I hate this stuff.” Kristy complained and put her head down on the table. “I agree, I dont know about you, but I could use a break, lets watch some tv.” We left the dining room and walked into the attached living room. There was a large couch, a love seat and a recliner in the room, I chose to sit in the recliner and propped the foot rest up. Kristy brought out a bottle of wine and two glasses and said, “It's either this or the PBR.” I nodded my head in acceptance and she poured me a glass of wine, my head at this point was starting to fog over, I was a beginning to feel the beer hit me. “I say we watch a movie.” she set her glass down on the coffee table and walked to the tv and bent down. When I mean bend down I mean bend down, she didnt squat, which is what anyone would do in this situation, and I was glad she didnt, I had a full on view of her magnificent ass. The tight yoga pants were not helping my situation, I felt myself begin to get hard. As she reached into the back of her entertainment center her t-shirt rode up her back and gave me a slight view of the THONG she was wearing. Welp, full hard on has been achieved. “How's 'Insidious' sound?” she asked whipping her head around, she went into full smile and said, “I doubt you even care, but uhm, Mr. Drew, you are in my seat.” I replied smugly, “Oh am I?” laughing as I spoke. “Yes indeed you are Mr. Drew, now you better move your butt or I am gonna have to beat your butt out of my seat.” She put the movie into her DVD player and ran over to the seat and jumped directly onto my full on rager. I was in shock, she was in shock, my face turned bright red. She jumped off, and I quickly stood up, grabbed my books and my bag and quickly left without even waiting for her response.
As I drove away I cursed myself, you idiot Drew, you blew it, fuck me fuck me fuck me. How can I even face her after that, I sped home and walked into my room, dropped my books on my desk and dropped into bed. I was thanking god for the alcohol because without it, there was no way I would be able to sleep that night. I awoke Sunday feeling alright except for the fact that I was dreading going into class on Monday. But it was test day, and I had no choice, I passed the day studying and avoiding any human contact whatsoever. Sunday night I slept sporadically and awoke startled, I glanced at my clock, shit I thought, my alarm had not gone off, it was 850 and my class started at 915, with a 20 minute drive to campus I knew I would be cutting it close. I got to the school parking lot at 913 and walked briskly to class, it was 916 as I walked into the class, the professor was handing out the tests as I grabbed my seat next to Kristy. Well, at least I didn't have to talk to her right away. I guess being late turned out to be a good thing. Halfway through the test I realized that it was incredibly hard. This was definitely going to go down to THE END
So there I was, first day of my sophomore year, I was in my Econ class sitting alone in the back as usual, when a pleasant surprise walked into the class. Kristy, a girl I knew from high school came strolling in looking for a place to sit. “Hey, Kristy.” I said waving her down, she flashed a smile that could make any mans heart melt, and walked to the back, “Hey Drew, I'm glad youre in this class, I feel like I dont know anyone in any of my classes.” I replied, “Yeah I know, same here, well at least we have one class together, do you done after this one?”
“Nope, got one more, Marketing I think.” she replied. “No kidding, me too, well I guess were lucky we have two classes together.” I replied smiling as the teacher walked in and began lecturing. I have had this professor before, and I know from experience that he is a huge hard ass and his classes are incredibly hard. At least I had Kristy to look forward to for this class. But I guess I am getting ahead of myself, let me describe Kristy and you will understand why I would look forward to this class. First, she has an awesome personality, I know what you are thinking, oh shit, she must be some chubby girl with glasses, wrong. Kristy, is gorgeous, and that doesnt even do her justice, a perfect 10 in my eyes no doubt. She is about five feet and one inches tall and couldnt break 100 pounds soaking wet, and no she is not just skin and bones, she is incredibly fit, I mean tight toned stomach, the only reason I know is because we used to party at the beach together in high school. Now I get to the good stuff, she has brown curly hair, blue eyes, smooth lightly tanned skin, and to top it off, every boys wet dream body. Very nice hips that was followed by an incredibly tight and toned bubble butt, and thats not all, to top it off, a very nice set of tits, a C cup at most but incredibly perky, and to set it all off, a pearly white smile and lips that were just begging for you to put your dick between them. To say the least, I was obsessed with her looks, but like I said she also had an awesome personality, I mean we could about anything, she is very sweet, nice, and the farthest from stuck-up I have ever met, surprisingly so because she came from a very well off family. But lets get back to the story.
Fast forward 4 weeks and me and Kristy were hitting it off great, to bad her grade in Economics wasn't doing as well as our relationship. Now Marketing was a different story, it was a blow off class that we could miss every time and still pass so we had no worries. I was doing very well in Economics so far, with our first text coming up at the next class I took advantage of the opportunity to ask Kristy if she wanted to study together, as the teacher dismissed us I asked, “Hey, wanna try to get together this weekend and study a little bit for the exam, you know you need me” I had the cockiest smile on my face that I could possibly pull off. She gave me a whatever look and said, “You know what Mr. Drew, you keep that attitude up and you may have to find someone else to sit with, but yes I would like your help, let me talk to Brad after class and make sure he doesnt have anything planned for my birthday weekend, but you know him, he probably forgot it was even my birthday this weekend.” Shit, well I guess that makes two of us, at least I was not her boyfriend forgetting about her birthday though. “Ok Krist, well I'm ditching Marketing and going home, just let me know what he says.” We said our goodbyes and I went home and patiently waited for her text, okay, by patiently I mean, checking my phone every 5 minutes begging for something to show up on my screen, when at 9 o'clock that night, I received this text, 'Brad forgot.' and that was it. So there I was, with a dilemma, there were two ways I could respond, and one way would definitely through me into the friend-zone, but to be honest, I liked Kristy, I could take advantage of this so I responded, 'I'm sorry :(. everything ok?' I was kicking myself as soon as I said it. Here I go again, putting myself into the friendzone without even giving the girl a chance to do it herself. I quick response from Kristy brought be back from my pity-party, 'It is now, we broke up and to be honest, I'm glad, I'll be ok, but hows Saturday night at my apartment sound?' At this point I didnt know what to think so I just responded with, 'Yeah, sounds good, I'll be there at 8.'
Saturday night came around and I was getting ready to head over to Kristy's. So many decisions to make, what clothes to wear, should I wear cologne? Well I decided on a slight spray of my cologne and just some comfortable shorts and a t-shirt. I grabbed my backpack and headed over to her apartment which was about 15 minutes away. I texted her, letting her know that I had arrived and about 30 seconds later I saw Kristy waving and smiling at the entrance of her apartment building. I grabbed my bag and hurried into her building. I couldnt keep my eyes off of her incredible ass as I followed her up the stairs, too bad we only had three flights of stairs to travel. We walked into her apartment and to my surprise, it was moderately middle-class, dont get me wrong, I was not expecting persian rugs and what not, but I wasnt expecting this. It was just your average apartment, living room, kitchen, bathroom and bedroom.
“Where we gonna do this thing?” I asked, trying to find a place to put down my bag. She replied, “At the kitchen table, hey you want a beer? Brad left all of his PBR in his fridge and I can't stand the taste of it so it's all yours if you want.” I smiled, what a douche I thought, “Sure, you got any sour milk I could wash it down with.” Me-one, Brad-zero.
“Hey now, I cant stand it either but if you really dont want one, I guess I could dip into my secret stash of goodies.” And with that she brought out a 6 pack of Blue Moon, my favorite beer. “No shit, please tell me you have more than 6, that stuff goes down like water, its my favorite.” Turns out my Saturday night would not be so boring after all. “I do, but lets save the rest for celebration of after we study Mr. Drew.” There she goes again, calling me Mr. Drew, is she flirting? Am I missing something? She handed me my beer and we started drinking. Four beers to me and two to her and we were hardly getting any studying done. “Gosh I hate this stuff.” Kristy complained and put her head down on the table. “I agree, I dont know about you, but I could use a break, lets watch some tv.” We left the dining room and walked into the attached living room. There was a large couch, a love seat and a recliner in the room, I chose to sit in the recliner and propped the foot rest up. Kristy brought out a bottle of wine and two glasses and said, “It's either this or the PBR.” I nodded my head in acceptance and she poured me a glass of wine, my head at this point was starting to fog over, I was a beginning to feel the beer hit me. “I say we watch a movie.” she set her glass down on the coffee table and walked to the tv and bent down. When I mean bend down I mean bend down, she didnt squat, which is what anyone would do in this situation, and I was glad she didnt, I had a full on view of her magnificent ass. The tight yoga pants were not helping my situation, I felt myself begin to get hard. As she reached into the back of her entertainment center her t-shirt rode up her back and gave me a slight view of the THONG she was wearing. Welp, full hard on has been achieved. “How's 'Insidious' sound?” she asked whipping her head around, she went into full smile and said, “I doubt you even care, but uhm, Mr. Drew, you are in my seat.” I replied smugly, “Oh am I?” laughing as I spoke. “Yes indeed you are Mr. Drew, now you better move your butt or I am gonna have to beat your butt out of my seat.” She put the movie into her DVD player and ran over to the seat and jumped directly onto my full on rager. I was in shock, she was in shock, my face turned bright red. She jumped off, and I quickly stood up, grabbed my books and my bag and quickly left without even waiting for her response.
As I drove away I cursed myself, you idiot Drew, you blew it, fuck me fuck me fuck me. How can I even face her after that, I sped home and walked into my room, dropped my books on my desk and dropped into bed. I was thanking god for the alcohol because without it, there was no way I would be able to sleep that night. I awoke Sunday feeling alright except for the fact that I was dreading going into class on Monday. But it was test day, and I had no choice, I passed the day studying and avoiding any human contact whatsoever. Sunday night I slept sporadically and awoke startled, I glanced at my clock, shit I thought, my alarm had not gone off, it was 850 and my class started at 915, with a 20 minute drive to campus I knew I would be cutting it close. I got to the school parking lot at 913 and walked briskly to class, it was 916 as I walked into the class, the professor was handing out the tests as I grabbed my seat next to Kristy. Well, at least I didn't have to talk to her right away. I guess being late turned out to be a good thing. Halfway through the test I realized that it was incredibly hard. This was definitely going to go down to THE END
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