Her First Anal an Erotic Story Part 1 of 3

Newcastle University was great, away from home, meeting new people and being able to do what I wanted without  having to justify everything in front of my parents. I enrolled in Business Management and enjoyed both my fellow students and the course.

Apart from studying hard, I spend most of the time hanging around with my friends at the student union or in one of the many bars in Town. Each Friday night most of the students went to the student union. It was always a hugh party with the large dance floor in the basement, the two bars on the ground floor and another dance floor on the top floor. Where as the basement was know for pop and house, the top floor offered a much more relaxing but also more exciting. The music was better, a much more interesting mix of various styles like industrial, dance and independent. I am not to much into music but I enjoyed it more upstairs, where the lightning wasn’t so flashy and the girls more grown-up.
That particular Friday Dan, Mike and I walked first to the sports bar on the ground floor. After a couple of pints in town we got another round of lager before we decided to check the union out. As usual most students got completely drunk in the basement and we walked upstairs. At 11:30 it was still quiet and we found a table to sit down, listening to the music, talking and checking out the girls arriving. Most of them looked average but even though, most of them had a nice body and dressed sexy, either in tops and tight jeans or short skirts. Some of them even turned up in nearly see through tops. As every Friday it was a good show and by 12 the place was crowed. Most of the girls danced in small groups, surrounded by fellow students watching them.

I got up and walked to the bar, getting another round of lager when I saw Clair. Clair is a cute girl from our course, a bit smaller than I, about 5′5. Her body seemed to be perfect and her tight top covered some nicely shaped breasts. She smiled at me when she saw me and I made my way through the crowed  to meet her.

“Hey Clair, how you’re doing?”

“Fine Tom, and you?”

“I am great, just thirsty. I am getting another round. You want to join us?”

“Sure… I am waiting for Sandra, she should be here.”

“Haven’t seen her, Clair.” I reply.

“She’s late, as always.”

She took my arm and we tried to get through to the bar. Pressing through the body’s was difficult. Just two bartenders to serve maybe 20 people waiting and as soon as one person was leaving, he was replaced by two new students. Clair guided us the way through to the bar since girls always got some space, where as I was pressed and pushed all the time. Clair turned around to me and I saw her smile…

“We’re nearly there… what you get?”

“Three pints of lager.”

Clair turned around and took my hands and continued leading the way directly in front of the bar. I saw her great body in the tight beige jeans and the red tank-top, I saw the straps of the red bra, her neck, her short black hair. Something happened in the back of the students waiting at the bar. I got pushed against Clair violently, getting in contact with her body… but she just looked at me, took my arms around her waist, holding me and leaning against me. I was surprised but said nothing, instead enjoying the feeling of her body.

Than it was Clairs turn, she bend over the bar, talking to the Student who was working as a bartender. I have seen him a couple of times around the university but didn’t knew him. While Clair bend over to order the drinks, I felt her pushing her bottom even stronger against me, right against my hips. I felt something awakening between my legs. Clair got the drinks, turned around with two beers in her hands.

“You gonna help me?”

I was a bit lost, a moment ago enjoying a nice erotic pressure and now being pushed back into reality…

“Sure…” was all I could say.

She took the other two pints and this time she followed me to the place Dan and Mike were waiting.

“It was about time, Tom, we already though of deploying a SAR-Team.”

“Yeah… I am thirsty. What took you so long…?”

And than they realized Clair was there as well. Both had a big grin and made some space so Clair could join us. Enjoying our beers we mainly talked about your courses and whether we liked our choices, the other students and profs. A bit later Sandra arrived with another guy we didn’t knew. Sandra didn’t stay long but headed of to dance not fare from us. The guy had his eyes all over Sandra’s body. Sandra was a bit taller than Clair, about my size and had larger breasts. And judging how they bounced up and down while dancing Sandra didn’t wear a bra.

“who’s that guy with Sandra” Mike asked Clair.

“Some 3rd year. Studies Law, don’t know him much.” Sandra replied watching them closely.

“Always the same…” Dan said.

“What?” I asked him.

“3rd and 2nd years always get the great girls.”

Sadly I let my eyes stray from Dan to Clair and realized she was watching me…

“Lets go dancing” she said, taking my hand and pushing me up.

We moved on the dance floor and started dancing. Clair stayed very close, touching me occasionally, dancing very erotic. We moved closer to Sandra and that guy. It seemed to me that Clair was up to something but I didn’t knew what nor did I care… dancing with Clair was great and I just wanted to enjoy this experience. Clair didn’t only get us closer to Sandra but she also dance much closer to me, contact wasn’t occasionally anymore but constant and I felt how hard I got…

Clair started to embrace me, I felt her breath on my neck and the bulge in my jeans pressing against her body. While dancing even closer, while feeling my erection growing, her lips touched my ears… some air was blown over my skin, it felt like electricity. Soon she started bitting and moaning softly in my ear while I had the feeling that an orkan was storming through my body and that my manhood would rip the jeans apart. The lack of space was uncomfortable but this strong erotic feeling… I didn’t want to miss this, didn’t want to stop.

The song stopped and Clair used to short break to look in my eyes. I felt electrified and had the urge to kiss her. However, the decision was taken from me… Clair kissed me softly… I looked again in her eyes and this time it wasn’t a soft kiss but we looked our mouths, our tongues played with each other. ages passed… I don’t know how long we kissed but Clair broke the kiss and dragged me to the door. Seems like she wanted to leave and I was already looking forward…

I followed Clair but she turned left into the first floor instead of continuing the way down to the basement where the cloakroom is…

“Lets find a place…”

“W…h..” I tried to say.

“Shhht” Clair said, killing anything I tried to say with a wet kiss… She grabbed my jeans and dragged me to one of the conference rooms in the side wing of the student union.

“Guess we won’t be disturbed here.” Clair sad, pushing me in this anonymous room and closing the door behind us. Apart from the streetlight which entered through the windows the room was empty apart from 4 large basic tables in the center and 12 chairs grouped around them. The walls were covered with some posters and a notice board. Nothing personal…

“Tom…” Clair said, looking at me. Somehow her voice sounded shy, insecure…

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