Just the Tip – College Girl’s First Time

I’ve Never Done this Before

She gasped, as she stared into your eyes with hers, round and wide.  You expected the college freshman to be somewhat inexperienced, but a virgin all together? Admittedly, it only turned you on more.  And, she knew it too.  Her glossy, pink lips parted, and she felt your cock twitch right at her entrance.  “Please, just the tip.” She begged of you.  Of course, it took all semester to get to this point, so let’s rewind to when it all began.  The first day of school.

The new freshman arrivals always got you excited.  A new year meant a reignition of your love for teaching, and being a professor at your local college.  But May Scott, according to the roster, brought about a different kind of excitement.  May was nothing like the sun sex and spandex types that most of the other students were.  She was striking in her looks, with jet black, long hair that cradled around her small waist and shoulders.  She gave you a soft and sweet smile before raising her hand in response to you calling it out.  Eventually roll call was done, and you began your lecture.  “Just the tip!– I mean, just A tip.. excuse me”

Just the Tip?

The class snickered in response, all of giggling or smirking but one.  May.  Her face was beat red, and she looked as if she’d been caught, even though you were the one to make the Freudian slip.  But it was written all over her.  It’s what she was thinking too.  You knew it for sure when she locked eyes with yours, and yet again, her lips pulled into a soft and sweet smile.  This was just the tip of the iceberg.

Class after class continued with longing stares, each becoming longer, and intensely palpable with tension.  Eventually, she began coming in after school.  Her excuses were feeble, but you admired her coy demeanor upon reciting her reasoning behind being there.  Especially when both of you knew she didn’t need one.  Before long, she became your teacher’s assistant, and would even show up to your apartment off campus to help grade papers.  The two of you edged the line between personal and professional, but even if one stepped over the line, it was just the tip.

Until One Evening

May showed up just after her yoga class.  Her long hair was tied into a tight ponytail, and every inch of her body was covered in buttery soft, and tight activewear.  You stared at every inch of her, and undressed her with your eyes.  Although there wasn’t much to left to the imagination.  It wasn’t just the tip, it was the entire shape of her, and she looked impeccable.  After hours of grading, there was a lull in work, and the tension in the room swelled.  As did something else.

Suddenly, you took your chance, and when she looked at you again, your face was inches from hers.  You drew her in after only a moment’s hesitation, and felt her soft pink lips against yours.  Later, it was the soft pink lips of her bald, 18 year old pussy caressing your tip.  Just the tip.  And before you could drive it inside her deeper, she uttered it.  “I’ve never done this before..”

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