College girl fun

I had taken my sweet time to earn my bachelor's degree. I was 23 going into my Junior year after having done community college and taking a year break to work full time. When I moved to university to finish my final two years, I didn't know anyone at the school. I lived in the dorms on campus my first year, and was lucky enough to have a room to myself because the school had a rule about roommates can only be two years apart in age.

I had a girlfriend for about 3 years at this point, but with us both being away at school 5 hours apart now it made visits unrealistic. We broke up shortly into the school year, in part because I was around a bunch of 18 and 19 year old girls and felt tied down. There weren't many that I was attracted to at the time, but one of the girls I made friends with, I came to find out she had a crush on me.

This girl was very slim, probably B cup boobs,  not pretty but not ugly, and a quirky personality. She was into theatre and that kind of stuff, very different from my "basic" ex who was so desperate to be cool. I suppose the difference in personality was what appealed to me, and knowing she was way into me. I had only ever done anything with my ex, so the newness was exciting!

We were alone in my room one night and we started discussing relationships, she said she had never been kissed before. I took the opportunity to teach her,  the generous guy that I am. She was a little reluctant, mainly because she was nervous. We ended up kissing and making out, she was way into it. For me, it felt great to get that experience with someone new. This went on for a few weeks, she'd come up to my room or I'd go down to hers when her roommate was out. All we did was make out, which of course was both great and torture as I was used to orgasms for both parties to be the end of sexual encounters.

The end of sessions was on this night, a few weeks in. We were in my room, making out on my bed, and I had slowly slipped my hand onto a boob. There was no protesting, so I slowly worked my way down her front and back up, only this time under her shirt. I weaved my hand under her bra and found a very hard nipple. It felt like the end of a pencil eraser, a perfect little ball of excitement waiting there to be touched. This too, was new for me. My ex had quickly gained a lot of weight at university, and her already large boobs faltered under the extra mass, the areolas stretching out and nipples pointing to the floor. A compact, hard nipple felt great to gently play with and pinch. All this time my cock was pressed against her leg.

I took a chance and moved my hand back down, toying with the waistband of her pants, making tiny movements to show her I wanted to work my hand inside to touch her pussy. She stopped me, saying she wasn't ready for that yet. I tried to tell her I was pretty great at rubbing clits, and that she would certainly enjoy it if she wanted to let me, but she was too shy. I didn't push and I didn't want her to feel like I was pressuring her, but I did indicate my cock was hard and told her I was dying to have her see me cum. Said asked "do I need to touch it?" and I assured her I would be fine taking care of it myself, but would love for her to watch me, and she agreed she would.

I rolled over on my back laying next to her, and pulled my cotton gym shorts down to fully free myself. There were wet marks on them where you could see the precum that had been generously flowing out only to be caught up by the material. She put her head on my shoulder and watched as I slowly stroked my cock. It was so exciting to have someone watch me but not get involved. Every once in a while she would kiss me again, then go back to staring at me stroking myself. I'd do long, slow strokes. I'm circumsized, but have just enough skin still to roll it up about halfway over the head of my dick. I'd go up, level to release another spurt of precum, and use it to roll back down, massaging it around the head of my cock. Sometimes I'd teasingly pull my finger away, making a stringy rope between my dick and finger. I specifically remember her moaning the first time I did that.

After what felt like forever but was probably only about 5 minutes, I asked if she wanted to see me cum, she said yes. I stroked faster until I reached the edge, and shot my load onto my chest and stomach. She jumped back a little, not knowing what exactly it would look like. I felt amazing having just finished in front of her. I cleaned myself up, asked "Are you sure you don't want a turn?" To which she replied no. I was disappointed as I wanted to see a new pussy and make her cum for the first time.

She went on her way that night, and shortly after we stopped our little rendezvous. She wasn't ready for anything more than making out yet, and I was starting to feel guilty knowing she liked me and I didn't have an interest in a relationship.