I am Stanley Bridgewater and my wife's name is Melissa Bridgewater. I was the only person she allowed to call her Mel, everybody else called her Missy. We met while attending the University of Tennessee at Knoxville and I literally ran over her coming around the corner from the mailboxes in Morrell Hall. I was a senior studying animal science and the only time I was near the elevator lobby was to check my mail. Mel was headed to the elevators to ride up to her room. I fell in lust for her when I saw her deep blue eyes.
Mel had on a dress that hung loosely over her body. Her hair was blonde and long, in a pony tail that ended between her shoulder blades. She had on a pair of red plastic framed glasses that were too big for her face. She was/is 5'8" tall, an inch shorter than me. There was no way I could even guess at what her weight might be because her dress hid, what I would find in the coming weeks, a very curvy and sexy body. I did feel her firm breasts when they were mashed between our bodies that brief moment we were in contact with each other. I grabbed her arms to keep her from falling back and stammered an apology then headed toward the stairs because it was quicker for me, living on the second floor like I did .
I started hanging around the lobby of the dorm when I wasn't in class after that to catch her there, to ask her out. I approached her the next time I saw her passing through, headed to the elevators.
"Hi, I don't know if you remember me, but I almost knocked you down the other day. I'm Stanley Bridgewater and was wondering if we could go out for a beer or something." I said to her.
"Hi, uhm, I'm Melissa Harding and I, uhm, don't think I can, sorry." Mel told me as she rushed away.
I kept asking her out every time I saw her and she finally accepted. We really hit it off on our first date and began dating after that but it would be a couple of months before I would see her luscious body and it was worth it.
We had been kissing and touching each other since the third date and Mel continued to wear the same style of clothing. She always wore big, baggy dresses or large blouses and pants that hid her body. The only time she took her glasses off with me was when they got in the way of our kissing. I knew our make out sessions were over when she put them back on. I would have to rush back to the suite's bathroom to masturbate whenever we had spent an evening together and wondered if Mel was doing the same thing. From her flushed cheeks and heavy breathing when we parted, I knew she was aroused.
I had the best situation for a college guy living in a dorm. My roommate's girlfriend had an off campus apartment and on Friday afternoons, James Colyer, my roommate would take the books he needed for the weekend and go to his girlfriend's and I wouldn't see him again until late Sunday evening. I had to get Mel into my room on a weekend somehow. It wasn't a matter of it being against any rules for a girl to be in a guy's room, it was Mel's resistance.
Two months after we began dating, I convinced Mel to come to my room on Friday after sharing a pitcher of beer at "The Last Lap" on the Strip. We started kissing and touching each other as we listened to an album on James's stereo. I don't remember which album it was, but I managed to get Mel's dress off before the side ended and that was the end of the music for a while.
I was stunned when I saw Mel's semi-nude body because it was beautiful. Her 34B breasts were unfettered by a bra and I knew from earlier petting sessions that they were firm with nipples that got very hard when she was aroused. Her stomach had a small bulge from extra weight, but it only added to her beauty to me. Her hips were broad and her ass big, yet firm. She had on a pair of "granny panties" in white.
"God Mel, you're beautiful! Why do you hide that beautiful body under all those baggy clothes?" I exclaimed that night.
"My body's not beautiful! I have a fat belly and ass, my tits are too small, and my hips are too wide!" Mel answered me as she tried to reach for her dress.
I grabbed her and pulled her down on my bed then began kissing her and caressing her body.
"Your body is beautiful! If you wore some clothes that showed it off a little, one of those rich frat boys would be after you in a heartbeat!" I said to her as she got more and more aroused.
Mel didn't try and stop me when I moved my hand to her panty covered crotch. I could feel the heat from her pussy. The absorbent nature of her panties had done their job, but I could still feel a bit of moisture on the outside of them. Mel didn't resist when I began pulling her panties off her. When my face was level with her valley, I licked up and down her slit with my tongue. I kissed and licked her honey pot, savoring her sweet, yet salty, nectar. I heard and felt her orgasm. She yelled yeses repeatedly as her entire body quivered and quaked. She had her legs clamped around my head and her hands were pushing my face into her center. I was barely able to breathe as I continued to flick my tongue back and forth on her clit, but stopped when she begged me to.
I stood and removed my clothes, put a condom on my 7", 1.5" girthed extremely hard cock and lay back down on my bed on top of Mel where I began to ease my turgid rod into her depths. (I didn't know if she was still a virgin or not and didn't want to hurt her too much if she was. I had my doubts, her being a senior same as me, but you never know. I had found out that Mel had dated some in the past, but they never went past the fourth or fifth date. I had been the first guy to continue past that point.) I was mildly surprised when my rock hard dick had slipped into her without resistance. I bottomed out and began fucking Mel with long easy strokes. We kissed and caressed each other as we pushed and pulled our pelvises against each other. Mel was a much better fuck than my last girlfriend who only lay beneath me when we fucked.
"Fuck me hard and fast!! I need it hard and fast!!." Mel implored me after breaking one of our tongue wrestling kisses.
I lifted up on my forearms and began plunging my steely pole into her sopping wet snatch hard and fast. Even with the condom, I was reaching critical mass in my balls.
"I hope you're close! I'm going to come!" I yelled at Mel.
"Almost there! Don't stop!! Please...Don't stop!" Mel yelled back at me.
We were both slamming our crotches together hard and fast. I felt my load begin to shoot into the end of the condom and Mel began yelling yes as her orgasm overtook her. I felt her shaking beneath me as I continued to pump myself into her. We collapsed together when our peaks had waned. I hugged Mel and whispered "thank you's" to her as I kissed her face. I grabbed the base of the condom when I felt my member begin to slip out of her. I went to the restroom and pulled it off over the toilet then wrapped it in tissue paper to place it in the trashcan. I hoped to place a few more with it before the night was through. I washed my flaccid penis in anticipation of more sex.
I re-joined Mel in the narrow dorm room bed. We kissed, talked, and laughed while lying in each other's arms. I think my lust went over the edge and into love that night.
I should have suspected something was off when Mel started trying to give me a blowjob. She didn't provide any suction when she bobbed her head up and down on my semi-hard cock. When my tool was fully engorged, she would only take a couple of inches into her mouth. I had to stop her when she kept letting her teeth scrape my tender flesh. She put the second condom on me and straddled me in cowgirl and slammed herself down with one big plunge putting my cock balls deep into her hot and slick hole in an instant. Mel rode my hardness like a woman possessed. I was able to count two huge orgasms she had before the action became too intense. I obeyed when she demanded I thrust up to meet her. I was massaging her breasts in front of my face. Mel stopped plunging herself up and down on me after she had her second big orgasm.
"Let's change positions! I can't go any longer!" Mel wheezed out at me.
"Do you like doggie?"
"Yes, yes I do."
We got into position and I tried to slide my erection into her. Mel rammed her ass back to me and begged me to fuck her hard. I did what she wanted and in a few moments we were both on the verge of cumming. Mel quivered in front of me when she felt my seed pulsing into the condom. When we were spent, I had to wait for Mel to use the facilities before I could dispose of the condom. Mel and I slept in each other's arms for most of the night. We made plans to have lunch together in the Presidential court yard cafeteria before going to sleep. I was a little disappointed when Mel awoke me while putting on her clothes to leave some time in the AM. She told me she needed to get back to her room so her roommate wouldn't worry.
Mel and I were together all the time after that night. We would go to Big Orange football games or basketball games together but I think she only went for me. She took me to plays at Clarence Brown which I enjoyed much to my surprise. We would walk together around campus and Mel lost her small belly, her muscles toned up, and she was so happy. The separation between Fall and Winter quarters seemed like the longest five weeks of my life. Mel acted a little strange the first few times we got together after the break, but eventually returned to her normal self. We had sex every weekend and on occasion during the week. We both stayed on campus during Spring break not wanting to be apart. It was close to the end of the quarter when Mel finally stayed an entire weekend with me in my dorm room. We were both exhausted by early in the AM on Sunday morning. I asked her to marry me that Sunday even though I didn't have a ring and she accepted.
We were married over the summer. Mel got an entry level job with a company in Knoxville and I started graduate school. We moved into a Married Students apartment not far from campus. Mel had begun taking the pill during Winter quarter so we were able to enjoy skin to flesh sex after it became effective. Some of the women from her work took Mel shopping for more appropriate clothes to wear to work. They helped her find dresses that hugged her body and pushed her breasts out and up. She was very sexy in her new clothes. We couldn't afford the contacts her girlfriends tried to talk her into but she did get a more stylish pair of glasses. I did some graduate teaching to supplement Mel's paycheck. She always told me not to worry about her working while I continued my studies. The next three years were the best in our married lives. Mel didn't go out drinking with her friends when they asked. She came home to me and I would have a meal ready for her. I got my Master's degree and accepted a county agent job with the university about halfway between were Mel grew up and where I grew up. Mel was able to transfer to an office of the company she had started with close to our home.
Mel and I began trying to have children after we were settled. After two years of trying we went to the doctors to see why we weren't having any luck and found out that I had no sperm count. My testes had been damaged some time in my youth and I would never be able to father a child which devastated us both.
