My University Life - Year 3

Now it was Monday, the first day of my third year at University. My final year! Where had those two years gone? Where was I going to be at the end of this final year? And what about my relationship with Jane?

Year 3 - Term 1 (September - December 1977)

Monday. The morning after the Sunday night physically intimate consummation of the relationship between Jane and I. I guess it was probably 6-6:30am by the time I stirred awake, my morning erection hard and calling for satisfaction! As I became more awake I realised that Jane's leg was lay on my cucumber long penis! How long she'd been awake I don't know but once I took a deep breath in, she said softly,

"Good morning," and rubbed her leg against my stiffness, "I wonder what we should do with this?"

I smiled at her and gently pushed her over onto her back. Her legs opened wide in invitation and anticipation. Easily, I slipped the head of my erection into her still wet vaginal entrance. Jane almost purred as I entered her.

"Fill me with your love again, Jon." she urged.

How could I resist? I began a long and steady thrusting. Looking into her eyes, no kissing, just an almost carnal, lustful desire between us. Faster and faster I poked into her, building myself towards climax. I had no intention of stopping until satisfied. Jane seemed more than happy just having me inside her. With one loud grunt I pushed deep inside her and injected her with yet more copious amounts of my semen. Jane hugged me close, her legs wrapped around me forbidding me from withdrawing. At least until after I left a second load of semen inside her! Even then, as we lay side by side, she snuggled into me. It was a surprise when the alarm went off at 7:15!

We dressed, neither of us having the time to shower after our intimacy. In fact Jane said, grinning, "I think I'll have to wear double knickers today, just in case of leaks!"

"Stop taking dirty!" I said, "You're getting me horny!"

"Ooooo" she squealed.

A quick breakfast of cereal was followed by us leaving the flat and setting off on our separate journeys, Jane to work at the Museum and me to study at College. That was a Monday morning I'll never forget! I kept remembering it on the train in. And smiling. And again on the way back.

After my first day of guiding new, year one students, I finished in time to get to Greenwich Museum and wait for Jane to finish. As soon as I saw her I waved. She was with a slightly older woman, well maybe 30ish. I realised as they approached who it must be.

Jane introduced her, "Jon, this is Sioux, Sioux this is Jon."

"Ah," said Sioux, smiling a decidedly cheeky smile, "The young lover. You're one very lucky young man."

I was actually dumbstruck. My mouth must have dropped open in shock. Before I could answer, my arm was suddenly grasped by Jane, who led me away shouting back to Sioux, "See you in the morning."

As we walked away, Jane said, after a quick look back, "She knew, Jon. God knows how but at lunchtime she asked me outright. Bold as brass."

I must have looked stupid or confused or befuddled or something because she added, "She asked me had I had sex over the weekend!"

"What!" I blurted, causing a passer by to stare at us.

"I didn't know what to do or say," Jane said, "my face must have been crimson in embarrassment. But she just put her hand on mine and smiled.

First time?

She asked."

Jane paused, before adding, "I didn't answer but then she asked me if I really liked you. I told her I loved you.

Then he's one lucky boy

she said."

"But how'd she know?" I asked, stopping walking to turn and face her.

"That's the funny thing. I asked her and she said I glowed,

Your aura is highly suggestive of fulfilled intimacy!

she said!"

My face must have looked odd again. Jane smiled at me, "But she was right!"

"Maybe we shouldn't make love tonight, so you won't... glow" I said.

"Or maybe we should. To show her my aura is always glowing!"

"OK" I said quickly, "you convinced me."

A look on her face and a light slap on my arm followed.

We finally arrived at Eric's and I'd barely opened the door as Jane leapt through to the kitchen to hug and kiss her grandad. I hugged Mary. We smiled an understanding smile at one another. Jane then leapt onto Mary hugging and kissing her too.

I don't think anyone managed to speak for the first 30 minutes as Jane spoke endlessly about her day: about seeing and touching with gloves, an early 19th century ship captain's log book; about working with Sioux; about the archive and all the stuff that was out of sight. Her enthusiasm and delight was obvious. She really only shut up when food was served!

It was over the meal that Mary asked, "So how's it gone so far?"

"I didn't hear any snoring last night so that was good," I said, "but Jane's soggy cereal wasn't the best start to the day!"

"Hey," Jane said, feigning umbrage, "that's my speciality dish!"

To Eric, I said, "I can't believe that it's only two years ago that I was like these newbies I've helped today. And the more I think about it, I'd suggest if you do use the flat for students, then use it for year 2 or 3 students only. They'll have had most of the drinking and slumming out of their system by then."

"Noted." replied Eric.

The rest of the time with Eric and Mary passed quickly, with yet more chat about Jane's work and my Uni work. They did make sure we knew that somehow the house seemed empty now we were at the flat!

Eric and Mary drove us back to the flat about 9 o'clock. Within 10 minutes we were both in our PJs and sat on the settee. A few minutes after that we were lay on the settee and kissing, my hand already under her top fondling her warm breast. Jane's hand soon found my burgeoning erection and quickly both our PJ bottoms were off and I was lay between her legs ready to enter her. Suddenly I thought about the possible consequences of our love making on the fabric of the settee! And I said so.

So I shuffled off the settee, my knees now on the floor and pulled Jane around so her feet were on the floor too, with her legs either side of me. I looked down, her bum was just off the settee and her vagina was an inch away from the head of my penis. But not for long. Pushing gently, my cock head slipped easily into the moist anticipating entrance to her vagina.

"Oooo," Jane cooed.

In and out I rhythmically moved, feeling her wet warmth envelope my erection. I kept my left hand at her hip but moved my right hand to rest my palm over her pubic mat, lowering my thumb to stimulate her clitoris as I poked.

Jane closed her eyes, a smile growing on her face, "Nice," she said, "very nice."

After a moment she pulled her PJ top up and off to reveal her breasts.

"Nice," I said, "very nice!"

So I pulled my top off.

I looked down seeing my thumb rubbing her clit and my penis moving in and out of Jane's wet vagina. I heard Jane sigh deeply but it wasn't long before she started to hurriedly breathe until she moaned in pleasure. I'm sure I could see her abdomen quivering just above her pubis as the orgasm washed through her.

Continuing my thrusting rhythm into her vagina and stimulation of her clitoris, a few minutes later Jane was orgasming again. Now I placed both my hands on her hips and began a more urgent poking.

As the tingling began deep in my stomach I told Jane, "I've got a little something for you. Now!"

And I erupted deep in her womb, as the orgasmic electric wave rushed round my body to my penis, making it spurt and spurt its load. Finally withdrawing, I sat back on the floor, my eyes almost level with her still open legs and vagina, now looking pink and with a small globule of spunk visible. I pushed it back into Jane's vagina. She closed her legs.

"Don't want to mess up the carpet either!" she said. A moment later she was off to the toilet, her hand between her legs.

We made love again in bed an hour or so later. A slow and passionate missionary, eye to eye, lips to lips. When we finally separated, Jane said,

"I think I'll set the alarm earlier tomorrow, so I can have a shower before breakfast."

"Good idea. I'll do breakfast and lunch, then follow you in." I replied.

We slipped under the sheets, still naked, snuggled together and slept.

Tuesday morning saw another erection seeking attention. Jane was next to me on her back with her right arm over her head. I turned on my side to face her and slid my hand over her stomach. A slight smile began on her lips as my hand rose to finger her nipple. I sensed her arm come down to wrap around me. It also pulled me to mount her as her legs widened.

"Good morning," she said.

"Good morning to you too," I replied as the head of my erection kissed the open lips of her vagina and slipped easily inside. We kissed as I began my in-out rhythm, a steady but slightly quick pace. Only when the surge of electricity coursed into my penis did I break from the kiss, with my eyes wide and spurt after spurt of my love juices filling Jane's womb.

Once my balls were empty, I kissed her again. A long sensual kiss.

"I love you, Jane Lawson" I finally said.

"I love you too... er, what's your name again?" Jane answered, smiling.

"I suppose I should introduce myself. My name is Robert Redford."

"Nice to... have you, Robert." she replied, "Now let me get a shower!"

Tuesday, after work and Uni, and maybe fifteen minutes after we were in together, we had another shag fest. This time on the bed. Half an hour later I was making tea. Four hours later we were busy on top of the bed again.

As I woke Wednesday morning, I turned on my side to face Jane, who was lay on her back, her right leg raised. I slid my hand over her stomach to then flow over her pubic hair. As my finger touched the outer lips of her vagina, she lifted her leg over me and widened her left leg, splaying her legs in invitation. My erection was already eager. With a slight shuffle I slipped myself underneath her, moving my hand down from her pubis to hold my hardness at her vagina's entrance. After a quick stroke around her labia, I pushed into the warm wetness of her love hole. As I fucked her sideways, I used my hand to finger her clitoris. Though not poking urgently, I steadily thrust away, until I heard Jane's murmur and semi-silent grunt of orgasm. My own, not so silent grunt followed as more semen erupted into her. We just lay there, my erection slowly subsiding inside her until it plopped out dribbling cum.

"You clean that up," said Jane as she rose for the shower!

Bedsheets cleaned and bed made, I followed Jane in the shower. Breakfast and a see-you-later kiss and we were off to our respective day.

Wednesday evening and night saw us continue our love making. Eagerly.

Early Thursday morning I awoke to my morning boner. This time, Jane's leg wasn't cocked over me. She was lay on her side facing away from me. I spooned into her, my erect penis nuzzling into the fold of her bum cheeks. She wiggled back, obviously awake. Her legs were pulled up, so as I spooned her I placed my penis flat underneath her vaginal floor. Then I slipped my hand over her hip to brush her pubis and slide it between her legs, widening them to finger her moist labia. I also felt the head of my cock just below. My finger slipped inside her warm love tunnel and it caused her to lift her right leg wider. Slowly I withdraw my finger and moved my hand to push my cock head into her vaginas entrance. I shuffled down behind her and pushed fully into her. Jane mmm'd as I began to slide in and out doggy style. Our first doggy. One that didn't last too long! Whether it was the thought or the different feel or both, I don't know but it excited me to orgasm quickly.

"That's a nice wake up call." said Jane.

"If you don't mind me saying... fucking awesome!" I replied.

During the day, I had to see my tutor about my third year project. After some discussion he left me with a couple of choices to ponder and decide, so as to start the following week. It suddenly started to feel that study was going to get much harder and more important! It was something I'd have to talk with Jane about. On the way back to the flat, I thought about so much, about what to decide, what to say... but Jane beat me to it!

"Mary came to see me at lunchtime," she said, "I was really surprised, and wasn't sure if I was a little embarrassed. She gave me a huge hug and asked me if everything was OK. She asked, if our first evening together had gone how I had wanted it. I'm sure she knew! But suddenly I didn't feel nervous or embarrassed, so I told her that I couldn't have been any happier, that I was so grateful for letting us share her flat. Time seemed to fly by but then I told her that I must really thank grandad and his friend for getting me my job at the Museum. It just seemed as if my life was suddenly perfect!"

She ended, then asked me how my day had gone!

I looked at the clock, which said 10:40 and thought about what to say for a fraction of a second, "Nothing as interesting as yours!"

By 11:00, we were in bed and I was inside Jane. It was slow and steady, lots of kissing and fondling, lots of slow and steady thrusting with pauses. There was orgasms for us both, then sleep. Naked holding hands.

It would be true to say that most days consisted of a quick 5 minute shag prior to getting up; another 10-20 minutes of copulation at about 6 or 7, unless we went to Eric and Mary's; followed by a good 30 minutes in bed at night. My spunk supply seemed to be holding up and filling up Jane's insides!

The following Tuesday afternoon I arrived back early and as Jane wasn't home, I decided to go for run. All was OK till the last half mile when the heavens opened! I was a drowned rat as I got back! So I showered and changed into my PJs. I even began prepping our evening meal. Finally, Jane arrived late, as she'd been delayed leaving because of the rain and didn't have an umbrella. Though she left when it eased, she still got wet. Seeing me, she showered too and got into her PJs. Her short ones! As I walked in from the kitchen, there she's sat cross-legged on sofa. I paused at door saying,

"I remember a girl once, who sat on the end of my bed like that, who unintentionally teased me."

"How naughty of her!" Jane replied, all innocence.

I walked over to her, leant in close to her face and asked, "Are you trying to tease me?"

"ME? I wouldn't dream of doing such a thing!" she answered with a smile.

"Because if you were," I said, "I'd have to respond by..."

And with one hand holding me back from the settee, I kissed her and with my other hand I fondled her breast. Within a minute her top was unbuttoned, opened and my mouth was on her nipples, sucking and licking them. My hand strayed down to her still opened legs and inside her PJ bottoms to stroke the pubic hair just peeping there. Without words, just looking at each other, I then pulled her legs down to my side and knelt between them. Slowly I pulled her short PJs down. Jane lifted her bottom to help ease them off.

From her breasts, I kissed her tummy then down to the side of her pubic hair then to her vulva. After some clit rubbing and vagina poking, I pulled her forward and spread her legs wide, holding them behind her knee. I kissed her vagina lips, tongued her clitoris and stuck my tongue into the wetness of her love hole. I could sense the sweet smell of her body wash as my nose nuzzled her pubic hair. I kissed her intimately and repeatedly, until her legs began to shudder and her orgasm washed over her.

I rose from between her legs, moving up to kiss her lips. So I kissed her mouth and pushed my erection, still inside my PJs, against her pubis. As Jane relaxed in the kiss, I pushed my PJs down and Jane pulled my top off. I was on my knees, with Jane lay on the settee, her vagina awaiting me. I lifted her legs up again, opening them wider then looked down to see my hardened penis slip into Jane's eager, wet vagina. It easily slipped in and out. I looked at Jane, whose head was back and her eyes closed. I looked down at my pistoning penis, pumping in and out and looking quite wet.

After a while, I took Jane's hands. She opened her eyes to look at me.

"Hold them," I said making her hold her legs behind her knees. She did.

I resumed my steady thrusting but now began to gently rub her clitoris at the same time. Jane continued to look at me as I looked back. Her eyes were widening, her legs were almost shivering. Once her mouth opened, I knew her orgasm was an instant away.

"Jon... Oh! Oh!... OOOHHH!" she screamed.

The sight and sound of her orgasm and the sight of my penis moving in and out of her vagina, proved too much for me. Quickly my hands moved to the cheeks of her bum and my penis thrust deep inside Jane's tunnel. There it spewed and spurted my eager seed.

Jane stayed there with her hands holding her legs apart and my erection still inside her. With a slight slurping sound I resumed my penis pumping, looking down to see it moving in and out, glistening with Jane's and my sexual juices. A second ejaculation followed.

Finally withdrawing my now declining erection, I said, "Still want something to eat?"

We ate. We watched TV. We toileted and washed then it was bedtime again. Another half an hour of love making, before sleep.

On the Friday, we went straight from work / Uni to Eric and Mary's. A good evening was had. No mention of what we must be doing, but Mary did say to Jane that "... she now felt more relaxed in bed too!"

When we got back to the flat, Jane had a semi-serious look on her face. As we lay in bed, just before any coupling, Jane said,

"I think I now understand what you said about intimacy and just shagging," she smiled and placed her hand on mine. "That... intimacy is what is really important. The physical emotion, the nearness, the closeness... giving to the other. That is what making love is all about. Orgasms are wonderful feelings but they're the... the sort of icing on the cake."

One evening, we were just sat together, Jane snuggled into me as we watched TV. In that moment I had this overwhelming urge, this need to tell her how I felt. I moved so she sat up and I looked at her,

"I need to tell you something. I love sitting here, snuggled with you; I love looking at you when you're asleep beside me; I love listening to you talk so intensely about your day; I love making love to you; I just... Love you."

"I love you too," Jane replied, "I think I loved you from the moment you stood up to mum and him for me. You always... always looked out for me, looked after me, made me feel safe."

She leaned forward and kissed me. I kissed back. We made love again.

It had been three weeks now that we'd been together in the flat and on the Tuesday morning, or rather after the Tuesday morning session, Jane said that she felt like she was due on her period in the next day or so. When she came home from work she told me she had just started! There was an almost sad look on her face.

After we'd eaten, during which Jane was noticeably quiet, we sat in the living room. Jane remained quiet all evening. Eventually, we retired to bed. Lay beside me, Jane turned to me. As I looked at Jane's face, she whispered,

"I love making love with you. I love making you cum. I just love it when you cum inside me. "

"Well, you're so bloody good at it." I answered, trying to lighten her uncertain mood.

She smiled, then, "It's... it's important to me that I have your love inside me, Jon. But just now I can't and I... I"

"Jane," I interrupted, "all I can say is that... my love is always yours. No matter what." And trying to think of something, added, "I'll save it up for you!"

"No need!" she said, with a sudden almost evil smile, "I have a plan!"

Jane leaned into me and kissed me, a moment later her hand stroked my flaccid penis, "But I need to get you aroused!"