My First Time Under Her Skirt: A Drunken Med School Dare That Changed Everything
The bass pounded through the sweaty Lille club, packed with drunk med students on hazing night. I was buzzed, heart racing from stupid games and shots. P2 fresh, rumors of bizutage had me on edge. Then the dare hit: eat out the girl passing by. Julia. Stunning brunette in her blouse, skirt hugging those long legs. Panic surged. No way. I’d never done that. Virgins in amphi didn’t dive under skirts. I stammered refusal, cheeks burning. But her hands grabbed my head. Pulled me down. Skirt flipped up. Panties yanked off. Darkness enveloped me, heat trapping my breath. Her voice, soft and sure: ‘Suck me good, I want you.’ No escape. Desire crashed over fear. Heart hammered. This was it—no turning back.
Kneeling there, nose inches from her trimmed pussy, I froze. Nervous sweat mixed with club stench. First time seeing one up close, real, wet. Legs trembled. I leaned in tentative. Tongue flicked her lips. Salty-sweet tang exploded. New world. She moaned low. Hands pressed my head harder. I parted her folds. Found the clit. Swirled slow. Heart thumped wild. Was I doing it right? Her hips twitched. Encouraged, I sucked gently. Fingers traced her slit. Slid one in. Warm, slick grip. Pumped slow. She got wetter, flooding my mouth. Added a second finger. Faster now. Tongue lashed her clit. Her thighs quivered around my ears. Twenty minutes blurred. Tension built. Her basin rocked. Then she bucked, cried out muffled. Juices coated my chin. Pulled back gasping. Club spun back into view. No one stared. Relief flooded me.
The Approach
She melted into my arms. ‘Never felt that good.’ Lips crashed mine, tasting herself. My cock strained jeans, aching. She felt it, grinned wicked. ‘Upstairs? Quieter.’ I nodded, fetched drinks. Found her at empty table, eyes locked hungry. We talked—same year, she’d eyed me in D1 amphi. Alcohol loosened tongues. Then her bare foot grazed my crotch. Casual chat, but deliberate rub. I massaged it, pulse racing. Second foot joined. Tension spiked. She slid beside me. Hand freed my cock. Stroked firm. No panties under skirt—gone forever. My fingers plunged her soaked pussy. She jerked me harder. Leaned down. Lips wrapped my tip. Sucked deep, eyes piercing mine. Couldn’t hold. ‘Gonna cum.’ She nodded, took it all. Swallowed every drop. Licked clean. Hard again fast. Condom from purse. Rolled it on. Straddled me. Impaled slow. Tight heat gripped. She rode fierce, kissing sloppy. Hands on her ass. Teased her anus. Finger in, then two, slick with spit. We peaked together, bodies shattering. Innocence gone. New hunger born.
