Her perfume sent erotic tingles through my body and her eyes sparkled as she smiled. We sat and spoke over lunch and we talked more than ate. I learne...d that she studied ballet, which was her passion. She smiled at me repeatedly, as if she knew a secret about me. Her French accent was as delicate as her fingers which touched my hand too many times. I developed an erection early on during lunch. She asked very little about me, but as we were finishing our coffee, she slid a hand under the table. She was in my class and all the class guys had an eye on her ass. I was trying a lot for this girl and it all started by picking her and dropping her back home after college,in this way she became a bit close to me and she used to talk to me and shared some of her secrets with me. I used to visit her home regularly with some silly excuse coz I just wanted to see her. During these silly visits of mine I had been lucky. Her parents were going out of town and they would be back only after a day,. As soon as I was up, he grabbed my hair and slammed his cock into my pussy with such force it put me over the edge, causing me to cum all over him. I could feel my pussy dripping onto the bed; I cannot remember the last time I was this wet.He fucked me from behind while pulling my hair until I could hear him groaning loudly. With each thrust I could feel my pussy throbbing against his cock. We were both dripping in sweat and I was exhausted. I reached back to tickle his balls a little and he. I came back of course. Told her to meet me after my meeting.After 40 mins of boring topics I finally got my chance to meet her again.I went to her building. We talked at the second floor which was always empty since that's where the Hotel and Restaurant Management students practice table setting and how to fix a bed (that subject is only thought during the second sem).So as we sat on the floow we shared stories, laughed, then that moment of silence arrived where I think almost every guy.