Spontaneous sex with a shy, slutty sophomore

This is a story from when I was a senior in college. One night in March that year, a month or so before graduating, I was swiping through Tinder, as one did. My last relationship had ended a few months prior -- we weren't moving to the same city after graduating, and we weren't serious enough to do long distance. So it goes.

So there I was in my apartment on a weekday night, and I matched with this one girl, Tracy. Tracy was a slim, athletic-looking, petite Asian girl, and I shot off a message -- probably something bland, asking about her week or something. This wasn't an unusual thing, to get a match, what was unusual was that she responded, almost immediately.

We had maybe a couple messages of small talk in a couple minutes, before she asked me to come over. Now this was getting very unusual, almost too-good-to-be-true. I did a little more banter to try to suss out if it was fake or a scam, but in the end I didn't take much convincing. She had sent me her address and it was a short walk away. It was about 11pm. I was on my way within about 10 minutes of matching with her.

I walk up to her apartment building. Tracy had told me the apartment number, but added that I should text her when I'm there, not to knock.

I ride the elevator to her floor and dutifully send her a text. She opens her door and awkwardly greets me in a whisper and beckons me inside. Tracy was just as pictured -- a small, slim Asian girl with long black hair. She was wearing cozy sleeping clothes -- a baggy shirt and sweatpants that try but fail to hide a firm, round ass.

Her room is just inside the apartment, I step inside and she closes the door behind her.

"Sorry about that," she says. "My roommates don't like it when I bring random guys over."

Yeah, I'm definitely using a condom, I thought, lol.

We sit on her bed and get to know each other a bit in low voices. She's a pre-med student, sophomore, and very stressed about exams. It's hard to get her to talk much, but she asks me some questions too. She wants to hear all about my job after college. We talk for maybe 15 minutes before she asks if I want to watch a movie.

She has a TV mounted on the wall at the foot of her bed. (The room is almost exactly the width of a full size bed, ah college.) She puts on Zoolander 2 and turns off the light. All I remember is the first scene where Justin Bieber dies lol. Around then I turn and look at her, and we start making out.

We're lying on our sides, my hands exploring her body under the baggy shirt. She has such a tight, smooth belly and a narrow waist. I move a hand around to her back, adventuring south under the waistband to rub her ass. She's wearing a thong. My hand then moves up her side slowly, and over the front of her chest. She has tiny tits with super pronounced, hard nipples. I run my thumb in circles over one while our tongues are still exploring.

I reposition her to be on my lap, facing me as I sit upright against the wall. "Arms up," I tell her. She giggles, and obeys. I lift her shirt over her head. I can only see by the LED light of the TV, but take in her flat stomach, and tiny hard nipples. I start sucking on them while rubbing her thigh over her sweatpants. She's making tiny "mmm", "mmm" noises, and running her hands through my hair.

I pull back and look at her. She's got a crazed, lustful look and flushed face. "Hey, I have a condom," I say. She just nods.

I flip her over so now she's on her back and I'm on my knees. I start slowly pulling her sweatpants down, savoring both the view it's revealing and watching her face. Her mouth is open, breathing hard. Her thong is black and lacy. I strip off the pants the rest of the way and then come up between her legs to make out a bit more.

While we kiss, I push some fingers down the front of her panties and feel her pussy. It's shaved completely bare, and as I rub down into her lips, she's already soaked. "Fuck ... yeah, you're ready," I tell her.

I climb down off the bed so I can get undressed. Tracy sits up and pulls off her thong as she watches my little show of taking off my shirt, then pants, showing a huge tent in my boxers, and then pulling those down too letting my already-rock-hard cock spring loose.

She seemed impressed, and took it in her hands. I'm no porn star, but I have a good sized, uncut dick, and in her tiny hands it looked absolutely massive. She jerks it a couple times and cups my balls while I get the condom out of the wrapper. I slide it on. She doesn't say anything, just stares at it, mouth slightly open.

I hop back up to the bed, and push her back on her back, pouncing on top of her between her spread legs. I give her a long kiss while I slide the tip up and down just inside her pussy, and then press my way inside. Fuck, she was tight. I fuck her slowly, savoring how tight her pussy feels and listening to her sighs. She was not very noisy, just giving out some quiet, seemingly involuntary squeaks. Her arms were wrapped around my back, and she wrapped her legs around my ass as I thrust.

I wish I could say I lasted for hours and we did 6 different positions, but no. I built up to an orgasm, fucking her harder the closer I got, and she buried her face into my neck and stifled louder moans as I did. I unload into the condom.

I stayed on top of her for a beat afterwards. I was a little worried about crushing her, she was so much smaller than me. So I pull out and flop over next to her on the bed. She rolled over onto her back and stared over at me with a soft smile. Her pert round ass was exposed, bathed in the light of the TV, still playing the long-forgotten movie.

We had known each other for maybe an hour at this point. And spoken for maybe 15 minutes. And now were looking at each other after fucking, awkwardly. I didn't really know where to go from here. I made motions and jokes and about heading home but she immediately protested, asked me to spend the night. I obliged, figuring (correctly, as it turned out) that she was still horny and wanted another fuck.

She gets some tissues and we clean up. She snuggles up to me, and I fall asleep pretty quickly after that. It was so warm in that room (no AC, again typical college) I didn't use sheets.

I woke up to a startling sensation -- I look down and find Tracy, still nude, sucking on my soft dick. "Mmm ... what?" I say, sort of bleary-eyed, and forgetting where I was for a moment. I look around, the events of last night coming back to me. I see her alarm clock ... it's 4am.

"Hey, um, I need to fuck." I'll never forget how she said it, just so simply lol. I'm getting hard. She swings her leg over and positions it under her pussy and starts to slide on. "Hey, uh do you have another condom," I say. "No, it's ok," her response. I was kind of annoyed about that.

But not enough to stop, because man did her pussy feel good raw. She rides me, not making eye contact. She rides for a while and does her thing. Eventually I'm feeling ready to cum, so flip her onto her back while still inside her (kind of a signature move, lol), which she loved, and start fucking her at my own pace.

She tells me it's ok to cum in her, she's on the pill, and of course I am thinking, absolutely not doing that, hell no. So I pull out and cum hard, all over her stomach, her tits, some even got up to her neck and face which I think she was annoyed by.

Anyway I roll off her. I don't think I even helped clean up, I just go immediately back to sleep. At some point she wakes me up and kicks me out since she has to go to class.

I figured that'd probably be the last time I'd see her, but she started texting me constantly. I think she was very shy, and insecure, and probably under a lot of pressure and I was sort of an escape from all that. She was practically begging me to come over every single night after that. She never asked to do anything else, she wasn't looking for a boyfriend or for dates, just sex. It didn't seem super healthy, and I was sort of afraid that I was enabling her bad habit by indulging her from time to time.

But she became a casual hookup for a while, and we had a lot of fun. She even opened up more as I spent more time with (in) her. I'd usually come over and we'd sit and chat for a while about school, her friends, her parents. It was sort of like a therapy session, except for we'd fuck at the end.

She had a bit of a submissive streak. One particularly memorable time, I was fucking her doggystyle. God, she was such a good girl for doggy. She'd always do this fantastic thing where as soon as she got into that position she'd immediately go face down, her face planted right into the bed -- like folded her body in half practically -- with just her ass and pussy in the air for me to take.

Anyway, I was going at it, trying to be more dominant and rough so I was spanking her and had a fist full of her hair. She was moaning super loudly, which she didn't normally do. So I tried something new and reached down with my right hand and stuck my fingers in her mouth. She was moaning, drooling, sucking on them. It was hot and I start going harder, knowing I'm about to cum, and pull back my fingers on her cheek so it sort of forced her mouth open. Now she can't muffle her moans and she starts getting really loud. I'm basically pounding as hard as I can, and I feel an orgasm building. You know when you're about to cum and it feels like your dick gets even harder and wider? That was happening, so her pussy was feeling even tighter, and she was practically screaming, she was so loud.

I unload and ramp down and pull out. I flop down on the bed next to her, so spent. But I look over and she's still face-down-ass-up, just not moving, and breathing hard. After a minute, I'm getting concerned -- did I hurt her? -- and kind of frantically ask if something's wrong.

She lifts her head and just has biggest smile. "No ... that's just the best orgasm I've ever had."

After knowing her for about a month I graduate and have to move out and move on. My last week in town I insisted on taking her to dinner. It was the first time I'd seen her outside of her bedroom. She brought me a card thanking me and wishing me well, it was really sweet.

We texted for a few months after that but fell out of touch. I was reminded of her and this story when I saw her recently on social media in a picture with her now-boyfriend or husband. He looks exactly like me, lol.