College Roommate

We met in high school and I was instantly attracted to him. From the exterior he had the hot nerd look: handsome, well-groomed, thick rimmed glasses, very thin and a little awkward. You'd never be able to tell by looking at him but he is a manly man. Spends his weekends building furniture and project cars. Much stronger than he looks. All the tables he built and all the hard work he did on my car in the heat made me grow more and more attracted to him.

I started have romantic feelings for him at some point. I was very comfortable around him so right away I had no problem walking around in my underwear. He never acted as though anything was out of the ordinary; in fact he started to do so himself. So I started to push the limit. One day I simply walked from my room to my bathroom only wearing panties just to see how he would react. He still didn't seem to notice or care so I walked back to my room completely naked. From where he was sitting he must have had a good view of my butt. I kept doing this regularly and my goodness was I turned on by the thought of this rugged, smart, sweet guy seeing me naked. But still he paid no attention, which was probably a good thing because it just reaffirmed how comfortable I felt around him.

I've noticed him really respect people's boundaries which was another thing I found attractive about him. So I started walking around the apartment naked more, more than just back and forth from my room and bathroom. For context, I'm 5'4", 135 pounds that's about 50/50 muscle and my love of pasta, 28" waist, 36C. I've been told by a few people that I look like Lana Parrilla.

Anyway, one day on the way back from the shower I went to the kitchen still fully naked to get a snack. It was honestly exhilarating, being in the presence of another person with my genitals exposed. It was unhygenic and honestly I loved it. This time, though, I noticed his eyes linger. It occurred to me this was probably the first time he ever saw my pussy.Before I was going to shower the next day Ethan was sitting on the couch doing some homework. I was itching to know if he was actually staring at my vagina, so I walked over to him and asked him what he was working on. My wet pussy was less than six inches from his face. He looked up and saw it and froze.

"I...uh..." I didn't really have a plan, so I did the first thing that came to mind which was to put one leg up on the couch next to him and lean in to see what he was working on as if I actually cared. I could feel a little something start to drip out. I wondered what he was smelling in that moment.Ethan leapt up and away from me. He had a pants tent you could fit an entire troop under. He tried to leave the room but I blocked him.

"You seem embarrassed," I told him.

"I have a lot of work to do."

"Please, you were looking at car parts on craigslist. Does seeing me naked make you uncomfortable?" He was still staring at my vagina.

We lived and grew up in the southeastern US so we were both pretty traditional. Sex wasn't something anyone here took lightly. I started to be a little more of a tease when I realized I like girls (a story for another time) but the guys here are pretty prudish. Which has its pros and cons.But as I said before, I really liked this guy. He was a real man. Respectful but took charge. Sweet but firm when he needed to be. Sensitive but still had the physical stamina to do hard labor. He was so successful at everything he did not so much because of his intelligence, which, don't get me wrong, he had plenty of, but because he put 120% effort into everything. That's a real attractive quality.

So I made a move for him and kissed him. I had to pull his head down to my height and get on my tiptoes because he had a good seven inches on me. He reached up his giant hand to cup not only my cheek but also my ear and tickled the back of my head a little; it felt euphoric. I ran my hands along his firm, hairy, veiny arms. Then our hands locked and I told him that I'd had feelings for him for a while. Without saying anything he ran his hands through my hair and looked into my eyes. I could tell from his silence that he hadn't felt the same way about me, but I could also tell from the look in his eyes that he was starting to.

Finally, he said, in a very matter-of-fact tone, "You're a nutcase, and a sweetheart, and you're beautiful, and I'm just happier when I'm around you." I could feel my heart rate skyrocket, my face get a lot warmer, and a river drip out of my pussy. We hurried to my room and he got undressed in a matter of seconds.

Finally I asked him, "You didn't seem to notice or care at all when I've been walking around naked until yesterday."

"I noticed but was trying to be respectful. This is gonna sound weird. I like...you know...the female figure but I'm obsessed with vaginas. I don't know why, I just always have."

I crawled higher up on the bed so that his face was even with my shaved, puffy pussy. I then put my hands on his head and shoved it between my legs. He instantly got to work. Like I said, I had known his since high school so I was pretty sure this was his first experience with anyone, but he seemed to somewhat know what he was doing. He went back and forth over my clit for a while which felt great, but after a while I just blatantly told him "go up and down across the lips" or "go in circles".

The whole time he was somehow both gentle and intense. I could feel his tongue muscles working hard but the softness of his skin, the warmth of his breath, the moisure of his saliva mixing with my juices; my heart was about to burst out of my chest it felt so good. He went so slow the whole time I wondered what it would have felt like if he went faster (I later found out). He submerged his tongue deep inside a couple times and started feeling around in there which kind of tickled. It added to the experience though knowing that he was probably exploring for the first time.

I'd never squirted before but about ten to twelve minutes in it felt like I peed a little. I said sorry and he said "don't be, it tastes amazing" and kept going like the king he is. Damn... apparently I taste amazing.

I don't know if we were headed towards penetration but we would have had to stop and drive to get a condom so I asked how I can return the favor. He mentioned one of his friends getting a thigh job once and how much he wanted to try that. So he put his dick right beneath my pussy and I closed my legs tight. I don't have thunder thighs but I don't have twigs for legs either. What he was feeling was probably pretty close to a tight pussy.I hadn't really gotten a good look before but seeing it now, his dick was impressive. He had a hairy face and legs, so I was surprised to see that his chest, stomach, and nether region were all smooth. He was tall so it didn't look proportionally long on him, maybe 5-6", but on a shorter guy it probably would. What impressed me about it was the girth. It was like the handle of an axe. I couldn't wait to put that thing inside me and get split in half by it. But for now I had to settle for what wound up being borderline dry humping.

The way we were positioned, he kept going higher and higher until eventually my pussy lips were enveloping his dick. Much to my delight, he didn't hold back. He thrusted quickly and intensely. My thighs were still soaked so I wondered if he was even feeling anything. I told to tell me when he was getting close. About 30 secconds later he said he was gonna cum, so I pulled away, scootched down on the bed, and shoved his penis in my mouth. I wanted to taste his cum. I wanted to know I was responsible for his pleasure but more importantly, I just wanted every part of him. I threw him on his back, swirled my tongue around his dick, and moved my head back and forth as fast and hard as I could. A few seconds later I felt something sticky and tasted something salty. He kept going for me so I kept going for him. It kept coming faster and in greater quantities. Much to my dismay, it stopped after about ten seconds. I wanted more. I didn't ever want this moment to end.He asked if he could kiss me since we had both just had our mouths on each other genitals. I said sure,  and we made out passionately. I could taste myself; it was a little bitter but mostly sweet.

We embraced, my boobs pressed against him, his still rock hard dick enveloped by my pussy, his firm arms around me, our cheeks pressed against each other, his hand in my hair, my hands feeling his solid back muscles, feeling his heart pounding against my firm breasts, hearing him breath deeply in my ear and feeling the warmth of his breath on my neck, comfortably numb, feeling completely weightless as every square inch of my body felt like I was melting into him. We fell asleep just like that and continued our embrace the next morning.

Ethan and I have been in a committed relationship ever since. I am so in love with this perfect man. Also, I finally got to feel his penis penetrate my vagina (my first time with a man in fact) and my goodness, the feeling of almost being torn in half, it hurt sooo good. Like the pleasureable pain of cracking your neck x1000. It's been three years so I'm comfortable saying, I can't wait to raise a family with him.