1 comments/ 4987 views/ 0 favorites Johhny By: Hypnotic_22 It first started when I was 18. My first semester in University, on campus away from family and loved ones, on the other side of an island. I met a foreigner, lets call him "Johnny". Johnny was international and had the sexiest accent I had ever heard. He was smart- wanting to go into medicine; and he was good at chess- a game I still suck at at. My roommates had introduced me to Johnny in week 2, as he was late from vacation. I instantly liked him, we had lots in common and we both loved to read stories. I'd frequent his room often- an all boys dorm. We'd stay up and read scripts from online stories until one day I told him about my own hand written stories. I promised to show him the book in my room and he followed me there. It was noon and everyone was still in classes. My classes had already ended for the morning. The rooms were pretty small- only fitting a bed against a window, a computer desk beside and closet by the door. You couldn't take a full couple of strides without getting to the door. I had found the book and he sat on my bed reading it- while I watched his facial expressions. Awaiting any criticism or scrutiny. At the end, he smiled and I knew he liked it. I smiled back. Closing in on me, he kissed me. I liked him, so I didn't refuse. I'd had sex once before but I hadn't liked it, so I didn't expect to be doing it with Johnny. He knew about my traumatic experience and I told him I didn't want to have sex. He told me that was fine but asked if he could kiss other places. I didn't refuse. He took my clothes off for me and then his own. I was never so happy that I had shaved my nether regions that day. He started at my lips, with just a gentle brush of his lips, licking the outside, teasing until he pushed his tongue further into my mouth to explore. I opened up to him, arms wrapping around his neck and legs automatically engulfing his lower torso. His erection against my wet spot made me go insane. He started gyrating against me and that little wet, rubbing sensation around my clitoris kinda did cart wheels over me. I reminded him, he wasn't to go inside me and he promised no penetration. We kissed for a while, his hands going to my breasts to squeeze and manipulate them. Hands going to my hair to pull my head back as he found my neck. Like a vampire to a sweet maiden, he found the bounding pulse at the side of my neck and began to lick at it like a dog lapping at water. Then teasing bites and nibbles before we graduated to a suck and I couldn't help but lose my breath. I let out a moan of pleasure I never knew I had in me and he covered my mouth instantly, as we were no longer alone. My roommates had come back and the one adjoining my room had brought friends. They knew I was home and they definitely knew Johnny was there too- our shoes were at the door. I heard a knock at my door, Johnny hadn't stopped fondling me. His hand still over my mouth, he moved his tongue over my nipples. Licking and caressing them with his tongue, driving me insane. My eyes began to roll when the knock came again, this time asking if I was okay. Johnny released my mouth for the slightest second for me to respond hoarsely that I was fine just busy, before he pushed both my breasts together with his hands and motor-boated my nipples with his tongue. I bit my tongue trying to stifle the moan as he began to grind against my wet spot again. Over and over he rubbed against me, and the faster he did, the wetter I got. Before I knew it my pelvis began to raise against his and he entered me. I was so slick, I hadn't noticed he was inside. I began to wonder what this amazing feeling was until I looked down between us to where our bodies met and saw for myself. I asked him then what he was doing, and told him to pull out. The moment he did, my legs began to shake uncontrollably and my passion started to drain. What was happening to me? He paused... out of me, above me, looking at me. Then I told him to put it back in, tears welling up in my eyes. It had felt incredible and my body seemed to love the feeling. I was shocked there was no pain and he told me it's because I was so wet. He thrusted back into me, this time less gentle and my voice gave way. I moaned aloud and he had to put the pillow over my face. I could breathe just fine for the time being but my voice was muffled. He began to pump my pussy now with his cock. Going faster and harder. If you thought my moans were bad, those slapping noises we made together was definitely bad. To make things worse, the bed started to creak and push against the wall making those head banging noises. There was no way I could leave my room now and people not know we were fucking. To make things worse, I just did it bareback with a foreigner I hadn't known for longer than 2 weeks. First time away from home, awesome life choices. He fucked me as if I've been a nympho all my life. Until he randomly stopped. He didn't cum, so I was curious as to what was going on. His face went between my legs and one flick of his tongue and I started thrashing. I tried to push his face away but he had my legs over his shoulders and a death grip on my thighs. He looked up at me with his mouth completely covering my pussy and I had to find other places to put my hands. I started pulling at the sheets. Gritting my teeth and trying to breathe normally. He zoned in on my clit and licked, sucked, swirled, twirled, bit down over and over and over until my back bowed. I thought I was exorcising a demon. My hands went for my mouth because the scream that was about to come to my throat would be meant for police. My body shook uncontrollably and the pleasure just wouldn't stop as Johnny wouldn't stop. I began to plead now, asking him please through gritted teeth to stop. He looked up at me through the wetness of my thighs and stopped. Getting up on his knees he pulled my pelvis towards his still erect and twitching cock and entered me. I gasped and he smiled. He pounded away at me like some whore; My pussy already wet and throbbing from climaxing and the pleasure from his ramming into my flesh from a fresh climax almost did me over again. I started begging him to stop, but he only bent down to kiss me. It was then I tasted myself, I knew what I tasted like but never from the lips of another man. I kissed him back, hard and fast liking what was in my mouth. He pushed my legs as far back to my head as it would go and rammed into me hard and fast, his balls slapping against my asshole. I couldn't breathe- the kiss, the position, the sensation of him hitting my G spot was all too much until he pulled out and came all over my stomach. My legs began that uncontrollable shivering again and we waited until I stopped. For a second I could only hear the pounding in my ears and my ragged breathing. Johnny grabbed a kleenex I had on my dresser and cleaned me up. My eyes began to focus after a while and I listening to see if anyone was still in the dorm. He got up, got dressed and prompted me to do the same. My limbs just didn't work so well, I was hazy from actually having a guy make me climaxing and liking sex all in one. But we had to get him out of the female dorm before people came back. I opened the door a bit and looked around, I saw no one. All their doors were closed. I went to the entrance and unlocked it to let Johnny out. He kissed me at the door and he was gone. I smiled to myself as I touched my lips This was the beginning of a new love. I saw Johnny almost every day for a whole semester. My love for sex had only just begun. Johhny Ch. 02 If you read 'Johnny' then you know what happened... ***** It was the last week of the semester and my parents told me they were coming to pick me up at noon on Friday. It was Thursday afternoon and ALL my exams were done. Most students had already left to go home. My roommates usually stayed on campus during the Winter semester, but Johnny's went home. I got a text from Johnny saying we should go to the pool for our last day on Campus since I wouldn't be seeing him for a while. I agreed. We met up at the pool at around 2 pm while the sun was still hot and he had called a couple of friends. We played and 'frolicked', teased, ran, swam, nearly drowned, drank, laughed and enjoyed the evening in each others company. With nothing but towels, we walked back to our dorms on campus in our bikini's and swim wear. When I had thought that I was going to go back to my room to shower and wash the chlorine out of my hair, I noticed I hadn't brought my key card. Which meant, I was most likely locked out of my dorm unless one of my roommates was home. Johnny suggested I clean up at his place since he was right by the entrance to the dorm on the 1st floor. My flat was on the 3rd floor in the adjacent building. Already at his door, he opened it for me. For the mean time there was no one there but us, but it wouldn't be that way for much longer. I had no change of clothes or anything but what I had on. He pulled me into the shower room and drew the curtain. Slowly he peeled off my bottoms, as I held on to his shoulder for support before stepping out. I helped him with my top as it had this weird hook mechanism that not even I could maneuver at times. I stood fully nude in front of him as he just kicked off his trunks. How easy. He grabbed the loofah from the rack on the tiled wall and spread a dollop of body wash all over it. Instructing me to turn to face him, he lathered me up from my neck, all the way to my toes. It looked like I had on a fluffy white body suit. Refusing to allow me to rinse the soap off, he then lathered himself the same way he had done me. He then instructed me to turn my back to face him as he adjusted the settings on the pipe and put the loofah away. I had only felt his hands encircle around to my stomach, before I felt his erection hard at my ass. He turned the shower on full blast and as the water hit us, he entered me from that said position- soap and all. I gasped and he grabbed me by the neck. His legs wide to anchor himself on the slippery tile and my legs closed in between his. Using his left hand he held my body closer to his as he used his right hand to hold my jawline. I let out little gasps of air and water sprayed us both and the mixture of soap and water beat hard against my skin as he fucked me from behind. Letting go of my neck, he pushed my back down a bit so I would arch it and he used both hands now to grab my hips. His rhythm picked up and I started to feel my legs give way. I tried to grab hold of the shower handles for support but I was still so slick with that damn moisturizing body wash. I yelled his name in the hoarsest of breaths and told him I couldn't hold on much longer. I began to then fall slowly to the floor. He grabbed me under the arms and hoisted me into a standing position. Already pulled out but certainly not soft. It was then I heard noises in the common area. Shit. His roommates were home and probably heard us fucking in the shower. God knows it echoed. I tried not to look too embarrassed, and he wrapped me in a towel and "carried" me to his room. Of which we passed about 3 rooms for his fellow roommates wide open. Some of the guys I went to high school with. Ugh talk about embarrassing. When we got to his room, he placed me on his bed and dried my hair, which I forgot to wash. Ugh it was going to be a mess the next day. Then he started to towel dry my body. I simply relaxed as his fingers lingered on those sensitive spots and then recalled we didn't finish. He told me he had a surprise for me but I had to keep quiet. Recently finding out I was a screamer, I would try my best. He had been practicing massage techniques and had bought body oil. Laying me on my back, he started with my neck and moved down. Staying a little longer at my ass- massaging in circles and running the oil between his fingers down the crack of my ass and forcing his hand to reach my pussy. He continued down my legs and slowly to my feet- going in between each toe. Now it was time to flip. Starting from my neck he went down; staying a little longer at my breasts, kneading them and teasingly pulling my nipples, then moving to my stomach and sides, tickling me lightly with his fingers. Then he got to that sweet haven in between my thighs and it was then I got instructions. I was not to move his hands away as he touched me. Easier said than done. With my legs slightly parted, him nude and erect, he rubbed his oiled hand over the mound of my pussy. Ensuring he got the oil in every section, parting my labia and lubing them up so to speak, then when he was satisfied he found my clit. Using his left hand he pulled hood back as far as he could exposing the little bud and then used his right hand to touch it. I nearly screamed. The intense pleasure from being so damn wet and slick and then touching me directly almost drove me insane. I figured with so much stimulation, there was no way I was going to cum so I steadied my breathing and tried to relax. He then delved his index and middle finger inside of me, using his thumb now to rub my clit and he finger fucked me. The sensations got harder and more intense as his pace grew and I could feel myself over the edge. Through gritted teeth I told him I was cumming and he didn't stop. I screamed my pleasure and grabbing the nearest pillow he threw it over my face. But he didn't stop. I pressed the pillow to my face muffling my scream and knowing I couldn't push him away. My body riveted and thrashed and I wanted to claw my nails at something-anything. Knowing my body couldn't handle anymore, I cried, tears streaming down my face begging him to stop as my body ached with the pleasure of the climax. He stopped. My breathing returned to normal. There was a rocking chair in the room by the bed. Every room had one. Pulling my limp body down onto the chair, he sat down. His back to the back of the chair and me facing him on the chair, my back against the bed. Lifting my hips he entered me, on the rocking chair, as it rocked. Every time it rocked forward, he'd push a little more inside me. I wrapped my hands around his neck, trying to keep my stability as he fucked me to a rocking motion. But the chair was pure wood and after a couple minutes my ass began to ache. It was not a comfortable position. Moving positions- I stood and faced the bed. Legs spread wide and bent to have my face, upper torso and arms on the bed. Johnny paused a bit and turned up his music that was playing on his laptop before. When he was satisfied, he locked the door to his room with the bolt. Coming back to me, he fondled my pussy a bit before thrusting into me. I yelled out nonsense words and trying to get me to shut up he pushed my face into the bed- muffling my screams. There was a knock at the door and we stopped. Bending over to my ear he whispered to me to not make a sound. Then he continued fucking me. My moans kept slipping out so he covered his hand over my mouth and continued to fuck me as the knock from outside didn't stop. I knew he had locked the door but I couldn't help but tense. But Johnny didn't care. He fucked me long and hard- pushing his dick as far as it would go every time he rammed into me. Its made that damn slapping noise that I hated every time he did that. My legs began to give way and I wasn't sure how much longer I could stand for. The person outside who was knocking now tried to open the door. My heart was now in my throat but Johnny didn't stop. He knew it was locked of course- people would eventually leave. He pummeled into me now harder and faster until he came. Spraying his jizz all over my lower back before I almost collapsed. Holding me by the bum he pushed me up onto his bed. Cleaned me up then we cuddled for a while before he fucked me again. He fucked me over and over until about 3 am the next day when we finally napped. I slept until about 8 am, we kissed, said our good byes and I went up to my dorm to get my suitcases before my dad came to pick me up. My boyfriend arrived with my dad at around noon to get my stuff and take me home. I greeted my boyfriend with a hug and kiss and we left. I haven't seen Johnny since...