The Confident University Student and His Romanian Beauty: A Story of Mutual Attraction

My name is Joseph Cains, and I’m grateful for the influence this site has had on my sex life. Some of the stories I’ve read have given me the confidence to try new things with new women, and for that, I’m eternally grateful.

I was in my mid-twenties when I was a student at a small university with around ten thousand students. I was slim and toned, thanks to my daily cycling routine and minimal sleep. I was never too concerned about my body shape, as I had a unique metabolism that kept me thin even when I ate poorly.

This story takes place during my university days, and it’s about one of the many women who caught my attention. Her name was Mariana Popa, a stunning Romanian woman who was a few years older than the average student. We had been flirting online for a couple of months before she joined the university, and our first few meetings were a bit awkward as we got to know each other in real life.

Mariana stood at an impressive six feet two inches, with a slender yet curvy physique. She had a habit of wearing tight-fitting clothes that highlighted her toned stomach and full hips. Her breasts were a perfect C-cup, and I was smitten the moment I laid eyes on her.

We were in a computer room surrounded by my friends when Mariana stood up to leave. As she walked away, I couldn’t help but stare at her beautiful figure. She caught me looking and scowled slightly, but I just shrugged it off.

Mariana texted me a few minutes later, asking me to come upstairs and talk. I was a bit worried, but I assumed it was something about our relationship. I made my way to the third room on the left, where Mariana was waiting for me.

“I’m not in trouble, am I?” I asked, closing the door behind me.

“Oh, dear boy,” Mariana replied with a smile. “You do confuse me. I was thinking that you needed to show me more affection when we’re around your friends, but now you’re here, and you’re not really… taking what you want.”

I took a step closer to her, my heart racing with excitement. “I’m sorry,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Mariana’s smile turned into a seductive grin. “Perhaps we can make up for lost time,” she said, her eyes locked on mine.

I leaned in and kissed her, my hands roaming over her body. Mariana kissed me back with a feverish passion, and I knew I was in for a wild ride. We pressed ourselves against the window, our bodies entwined as we kissed and touched each other.

“You can’t make love to me in here,” Mariana said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Perhaps not,” I replied, my hands slipping into her tight-fitting trousers. “But I’ll be damned if I’m walking out of here before you hit orgasm.”

Mariana’s eyes flashed with excitement as I slid my fingers into her wet pussy. She moaned and shivered, her body trembling with pleasure. I added a second and third finger, teasing her entrance and grinding my arousal against her firm rump.

Mariana’s orgasm was intense, and she squeezed my fingers tight as she came. I could feel her vaginal walls trembling around my fingers, and I knew I was close to orgasm myself.

After Mariana’s orgasm, we cleaned up and she leaned over to lick my fingers clean. “You forgot your camera,” she said with a grin, reclasping her bra and starting to do her shirt back up.

“I’m sorry,” I said, feeling a bit sheepish.

Mariana squeezed her breasts once before refastening her bra. “Maybe one day I might try oral,” she said with a smirk. “If you’re good.”

I smiled, knowing that I was on the right track. We shared a peck on the lips, and Mariana unlocked the door and left. Two minutes later, I got another text from her: “Think of me when you bring yourself off.”