Me and Hollie
written by:
Anonymous

As most guys at university will tell you, one of the best moments of the year is that first week of term. All of the new students arrive, normally moving away from home for the first time, and eager to impress their peers. You may ask why this is so interesting. It is, of course, because of the girls. Almost all of these young women are keen to make sure that they are noticed, both by men and the other girls. (Why is it that all of the beautiful girls manage to become friends with each other within a couple of days of arriving?) What this means in practical terms is that, to put it politely, they tend to wear slightly less clothing than might be perceived as suitable. This means that there's always plenty to look at, and hopefully do a little more than just look. The other great thing about this time of year is that a lot of these girls are pretty un-experienced, and often (somewhat inexplicably) impressed by guys a few years older than them. I was lucky enough to meet one of these girls, which is pretty much what this story is about.

At the time of this story, I'd been a student for 5 years. I'd finished my undergraduate course and was one year into a PhD. A very helpful feature of studying for a PhD is that you often get the chance to teach the new undergraduates in lab classes. I'm not really sure how ethical it is to hit on girls you're teaching, but when I saw Hollie I was pretty sure I didn't care either way. I remember seeing her in her lab-coat, not the sexiest piece of clothing you can imagine, and thinking she was pretty stunning. But when she took her lab-coat off, I nearly lost my breath. I already knew her face was pretty, but to add to that her whole body seemed perfect. She was wearing tight jeans that showed off her legs and a lovely arse when she bent over to her bag. Her top was low enough to reveal perky (but certainly not small) breasts and she just projected a whole image of beauty. Basically, she was totally out of my league. I'm the sort of guy who's somewhere in the middle. I know I'm not the best looking man in the world, but I'm certainly not the worst either. I've had attractive girls before, but nothing like this.

Normally I'd do nothing other than look at a girl like Hollie, wishing I could do more. But luckily I had to teach her in labs, so didn't really have much option but to talk to her. That was fine with me. Over the first few lab sessions nothing special happened. I was careful not to favour her too much over any of the other students, although if I had an opportunity to talk to her I didn't pass it up. She seemed to be pretty good at what she was doing, not amazing but not totally useless like some people seem to be. I don't suppose I'd really spoken to her properly at this point but she seemed like a nice girl, pretty funny and smart. Anyway, like I said, the normal teacher-student relationship carried on for the first few weeks. Happily though, one weekend that all changed.

Being thoroughly respectable and properly behaved men, me and my friends ended up in the student union bar one Friday night basically chasing girls. Being near the start of term, the bar got pretty busy (later in the year most people get bored of it and head off to other places) and there were plenty of girls around. As the evening wore on, most people were getting ever more intoxicated - especially the freshers who had fairly limited experiences with alcohol. Me and my friends were relatively sensible, although not totally sober of course. We were happy to have a few beers and stare at the huge amounts of flesh on show. That all changed for me around midnight when a felt a tap on my shoulder.

I turned round and stared pretty much straight into Hollie's tits. She was wearing a top that seemed to defy all the laws of gravity. Once I'd managed to focus on the rest of her I admired her tiny shorts that let me see all of her legs, and eventually found my way to her face and realised she was talking to me. To say she was drunk would probably be a bit of an understatement. She could stand up and talk (just about) but that was about it. I spoke to her for a while about nothing much, exchanging life stories and stuff. Eventually we were sitting together (I think standing got a bit much for her) and getting closer and closer. Her body pressing next to mine was almost too much to bear, I could feel her breasts on the side of my chest and could barely stop myself from running a hand up her legs. There was nothing I wanted to do more than kiss her, but my damned conscience wouldn't let me get away with going for someone so drunk. While I was thinking this, out of nowhere she pressed her lips to mine. I automatically opened my mouth and our tongues intertwined. After a second or two though, I gently pushed her away and tried to make an excuse. I'd obviously upset her now though because she stood up and stormed off. I spent a bit of time looking for her, half hoping I wouldn't - looking after drunk girls gets complicated. Needless to say that experience left me pretty frustrated.

The next week I was slightly nervous about teaching labs, not quite sure if I'd done the right thing with Hollie the previous weekend. For a few hours I thought I was right, she totally ignored me and wouldn't look at or talk to me. She didn't seem to be quite up to her normal standards and eventually I had to go and help her before she ended up hurting herself or burning down the whole building. While I was setting up her equipment properly she surprised me by actually speaking to me, "Sorry about the other night...I was really drunk, I didn't mean to, you know...I mean I'm not normally like that..." "Don't be silly, you don't have to say sorry," I said, not really sure what to say. "I mean, I know I'm way too young for you and everything, I just...I don't know, I just...I shouldn't have done anything." She seemed to getting pretty upset now, and I really wasn't sure what to say. She seemed to be implying she actually liked me, and suggesting that I might not like her! It was my turn to stutter now, "I don't think you're...I mean you're not too young...you seemed really drunk...I didn't think I should..." To be honest it all gets a bit hazy after that. We carried on awkwardly for a few minutes, and then I somehow ended up asking her to go for a drink sometime, and she ended up saying yes.

So we went for a drink. She dressed slightly more conservatively than when I'd seen her out before, but she looked absolutely stunning. We had a few beers, talked, and got on well. The 5 year age gap between us didn't seem to matter too much, she was good fun and didn't seem too much like a schoolgirl. When we left and got a taxi she asked me if I'd mind coming back to hers to help her with some work she was struggling with. I didn't think you get much cornier than that, but I wasn't going to say no. As it was her first year at university she lived in a student hall, so a pretty small room and a single bed. When we got back she actually did pretend to look for some work at her desk. I decided we'd played around enough so I stood behind her and put my hands on her waist. I gently turned her around and pulled her to me, then kissed her. She didn't hesitate at all in kissing me back. I couldn't resist exploring her body. I pulled her head closer to mine, then let my hands slide down her back and onto her arse. She felt absolutely amazing. I ran my hands up her sides and tentatively stroked over her breasts. When she didn't stop me I went back for more, gently cupping her lovely tits in my hands. I could feel her softly moaning into my mouth as I pulled her down onto the bed. I got on top of her, knowing she must be able to feel my by now rock hard cock pressing into her groin. She moaned louder as I rubbed against her, clearly getting more and more turned on. Eventually, I started to unbutton her shirt, "Stop," she said, "I don't know...I've never done this before." "You mean you're a virgin?" I asked, amazed that anyone as good looking as Hollie could possibly be a virgin. "Yeah...sorry...I guess I've always been a bit scared. You know...it'll hurt." "Don't worry," I assured her, "I'll be gentle, you'll like it, I promise." Of course, by this point I would have said pretty much anything to get into her pants, but I did mean it. I had actually found myself genuinely liking her, and not just to fuck.

She didn't say anything so I kissed her again and risked going back to undoing her blouse. This time she let me, although she did seem a bit nervous. I kissed her neck gently, then more passionately, she seemed to enjoy it, moaning louder. At the same time I was fondling her breast through her thin white bra. She felt absolutely amazing. I was surprised my cock was managing to stay in my pants, I wanted her so badly. I pulled her into a sitting position and pushed her shirt off down her arms. Then, without letting her think too much I reached behind her and undid her bra. She allowed it to fall down her arms revealing the most perfect tits I've ever seen. Without thinking I pushed her onto her back and started kissing her neck again, playing with her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She was definitely getting excited now so I went for it. I put a hand on her leg and slid it up under her skirt. She caught her breath as my fingers brushed across her panties, I could feel she was soaking wet. Pulling my hand back I quickly undid her skirt and took it off her, then quickly followed it with her wet panties. Next I started to suck her nipples and kiss her breasts while at the same time gently rubbing her soaking pussy. Despite being a virgin she obviously kept herself pretty well trimmed, with just a small patch of hair above her groin. Her groaning was getting louder and louder, then she screamed out in pleasure as I pushed a finger inside her. She felt so tight; I couldn't wait to get my cock into her. She was so wet that it didn't take me long to work a second finger into her. She was totally lost in the moment now. I pushed her legs further apart and finally got my tongue into her wetness. She tasted great, and certainly seemed to joy it. I got more and more intense and soon I was quickly fingering her pussy and licking her clit. I decided that my best option would be to stop and try to fuck her now, she was unlikely to say no.

Sure enough, when I stopped she was begging me for more. "Do you want to lose your virginity now?" I asked, undressing at the same time. "Oh God, yes, yes, please, now, do something, please, don't stop," was all she managed to say. I guided her hand to my rock hard cock and she wrapped it round. That felt absolutely amazing, I had to be careful not to cum there and then. "What are you doing?" she asked as I started to look for the condom that I knew was somewhere in my wallet. "Finding a condom," I replied. "Don't bother," she half moaned, "I'm on the pill, I'm a virgin, I'm totally clean, please please do it now, please." I noticed that her hand had slid down between her legs now and she was fairly vigorously fingering herself. Seeing that I knew I couldn't wait any longer. I got between her legs and pulled her hand out of her. I positioned my cock right by her wet opening and gently pushed forward. She moaned, half in pleasure, half in pain, so I took it slowly. I worked into her little by little until I felt my cock come up against her hymen. By now there was no way I was going to stop, and she didn't seem to want me to anyway. I pulled back a little then pushed forward into her, feeling her hymen give way. She cried out in pain, so I slowed down, gently working my way further and further into her. Her moans gradually turned from pain to pleasure and, by the time all of my cock was in her, she was practically screaming in frustration. I decided that that was enough of being gently and started to fuck her properly. I can honestly say I've never felt anything better. She was so tight, but so so wet. I wasn't surprised when I felt my orgasm coming after a fairly short time, but I reckoned she was pretty close too. I was right. After a few more full-length thrusts I felt her pussy tense up around my cock and she screamed out. That was easily enough to send me over the edge. I felt my cum shooting out into her pussy as I collapsed on top of her. We lay like that for what seemed like hours. Eventually I pulled out of her and lay next to her, gently kissing her then promptly falling asleep.

I woke up the next morning with my cock already hard and pushed into her back. Hollie was still asleep as I reached round and fondled her breasts, causing my cock to get harder and harder. She woke up as I gently pinched her nipple and turned round to kiss me. "Hi," she said, smiling, "how are you?" "Good thanks, did you enjoy last night?" I replied, running my hand down her stomach. "God yes, you made me feel so good...thanks..." I cut her off by kissing her and pushing my hand between her legs. I was pleased to find that she was already wet, and quickly opened her legs to give my fingers better access. Soon I was fingering her and sucking on her tits again, with her moaning getting me more and more turned on. "Will you...you know...go down on me again?" She asked nervously. "OK, but how about we make it a bit fairer this time?" I said, pushing harder at her pussy. "What do you mean?" She asked, clearly confused. I decided to show her rather than explain, so I turned round on the bed, positioning my head between her legs, and my cock right in her face. "I...I've never done that before, either," She stumbled, but tentatively opened her mouth anyway, and slowly took the head of my cock into her. As I fingered her harder, I tried to push myself further into her mouth. She resisted a little, but eventually had about half of me in her, which felt so good I wasn't too bothered about more. She started sucking harder and moaning around my cock as I licked and fingered her wet slit. I knew her blowjob would make me cum sooner or later, but I didn't want that before I'd fucked her again. Pulling away from her, I turned her onto her front. "Get on your hands and knees," I ordered, possibly somewhat harsher than I'd intended. She didn't seem to mind and quickly obeyed. As she moved her legs apart I got the most amazing view. I could see her swollen pussy lips glistening with moisture just below her tiny puckered arsehole. Believe me, I was tempted to take her anal virginity there and then, but I managed to restrain myself, plunging forward into her cunt instead. She cried out with pleasure as I began to fuck her, much faster and harder than the previous night. Reaching around her, I fondled her tits, then took her hand and pushed it down between her own legs. She got the idea pretty quickly and started to rub her clit, amplifying her already loud moans. This time her orgasm didn't push me over the edge - quite - but it did cause her to collapse on the bed, making me pull out of her. I was so close to cumming now, and so horny, that I barely thought before pushing my cock toward her mouth again. I knew I was being a bit cheeky, but I didn't care. All I could think about was cumming. She did hesitate, but like before she eventually took me into her mouth. This time I was more in control, and soon I was practically fucking her face. "Can I cum in your mouth?" I finally managed to say, not sure what I'd do if she stopped. Thankfully she didn't, just kept sucking harder and harder. It felt so good when I exploded into her throat, wave after wave of my cum hitting her. She looked stunned, swallowed once, then spat my warm cum all over her chest. The sight of my cum covering her tits almost got me hard again, especially when she nervously picked a bit up with her finger and cautiously licked it. Evidently she liked it because she kept going back for more until her tits were pretty well cleaned.

By now it was nearly time for me to head to work, but I was lucky enough to have time for one last go. Hollie had a room with a small en suite (really small) with a shower and toilet. The two of us both got into the shower, which was a pretty tight squeeze. The sight of her wet body started getting me hard again pretty quickly. Soon we were kissing and running out hands all over each other. I could feel my cock pressing into her tummy as I guided her hand to it. My hand went between her legs, feeling her tight pussy again. I started to finger her, gently at first but getting harder and harder. "Don't stop...that feels so good...I want you..." She moaned. "Say ‘fuck me'" I told her. "Oh God, fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!" She was practically screaming now. Unfortunately the shower really wasn't big enough for that, so we had to get out. I lay on my back on the bathroom floor, which was just big enough, and she lay on top of me. We kissed and then I guided her gently to my rock hard cock. Even though this was the third time I'd done it, I still couldn't believe how tight her pussy felt as she rode me. She held onto her tits as she bounced up and down while I put my hands on her hips and arse to steady her. I decided to try my luck a bit, so I started to move my finger slowly round her arsehole. She didn't say anything, so I carried on. I pushed the tip of my finger into her, she looked surprised but still didn't say anything. I worked further into her, and soon was finger fucking her arse while she rode my cock. She didn't last too long like that, soon I felt her pussy tense up around my cock, pushing me over the edge too. We came together collapsing onto her bathroom floor.

By then it really was time for me to leave, so I quickly washed and headed off to work, telling Hollie that I'd come round that evening.