1. Being with Mary


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Male/Female, Romance, Author: yakyak90, Rating: 87.1, Source: sexstories.com

    The day you saw her was like any other first day of class. You and maybe a hundred other people filtered into the auditorium with excitement. Excitement for the semester, not yet weary about the lack of money or the workload of school or the job you had to keep to pay for all of it. New semesters were like new years in that every time they came you lied to yourself about how hard you were going to try for good grades or how you were going to start working out so you weren’t so self-conscious at parties when talking to girls anymore. Maybe the teacher would be hot, maybe you would sit next to the girl who was going to turn your world upside down and make you forget about your fears of rejection. You find a seat and sit, waiting for the professor to come in and introduce herself to the class. You are cursing yourself at breaking one of your new semester’s resolutions not five minutes into it looking down the row at a pretty brunette who, like you, is sitting by herself looking like she wants someone to talk to her, someone to kill the time until things get started. You are thinking of how you will sit next to her next class and bullshit with her in two days when you see the girl. She walks in with a smile talking to someone, you don’t notice anything about the other person, it could be Bigfoot or an alien and you would be none the wiser, all your attention is focused on the girl. Her dirty blonde hair which runs down her back frames her face like a lion’s mane. Her eyes are ...
    dark blue and they shine like stars do. Her black tank top shows off a beautiful hourglass figure you thought only existed on the covers of photo shopped magazines. Her long red skirt makes it seem like she is gliding across the room as she finds her seat in the front row. You can’t take your eyes off her as the professor goes over the syllabus and the expectations of the class. “This is Mary she will be the study leader for this class,” the teacher says motioning to her. She stands up and waves at the class in an awkward but attractive way. You listen as she explains how she will be leading a study group to go over lectures and papers three times a week and you decide that these will make your resolution to be a better student much easier. The groups are an amoeba of people. There are maybe three people who come regularly the rest are an infrequent bunch. As the semester rolls along and pressures start to build she reveals herself to you. She knows you by name and greets you sheepishly when you see each other around campus. You memorize everything about her. Her boyfriend, her trip to Africa the preceding summer, the way her ass looks not amazing, but indescribably sexy in yoga pants, it isn’t firm but you admire the way it moves when she does, the way her cheeks are almost perfectly round. You talk yourself into loving her imperfections like how her nose might be too big for her face and her goofy smile and how her jackets always have loose hair and various food stains on ...
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