After many fun adventures with her we knew our time was coming to a close as her visa was running out. I invited her to my apartment one lazy saturday. She hung out there while I worked. When I came back she had cleaned and organized. I took a shower and came out in a towel. She was sketching. Her eyes glanced at my great physique (I was working out and playing sports constantly). She tried to act like I hadn't just invaded her mind but she was clearly flustered.

"I'm beat!" I declared as I flopped on my bed (it was a studio) pulled a thin white sheet over me and tossed the towel onto a nearby chair. This she subtly took note of.

Seeing her so focused, she was so beautiful. This turned me on, the thin sheet was only covering my lower half and I began to literally "pitch a tent". She glanced over her notepad but trying to be a good mormon she continued drawing. Now I can do this thing when I'm half chubbed up where I can bounce it with some force, enough to lift the blanket. I asked her if she had seen this trick before. Blushing she said "Ay nooo..." and gave me a playful look rebuke like a parent would if I had brought home a stray kitten.

Coincidentally *wink* she was just finishing her latest sketch. She showed me, she was a very skillful artist. She came over and sat on the side of the bed. I could feel her looking at me the same way I had just been admiring her, as I genuinely admired her work and complimented her. She was leaning perpendicular over me so her arm was on the over side of my waist.

I set down the sketch pad and met her light eyes and told her my thoughts on her work and her as an artist. Not 10 seconds later we're making out. I'm feeling up her tight legs in tight jeans. She's making a point to not lay down with me bc we both know we wouldn't have control.

As i squeezed her firm ass, my hand found hers and I gently guided it to what had turned into an iron-hard rod, throbbing under a thin veil.

I only gently guided it until her hand made contact and I let go. When she realized what it was she instinctively recoiled. (We were both doing this blind bc we never stopped making out).

But as soon as she recoiled her hand she slowly reached out of curiosity. Her fingers kind of explored its shape like a blind person would have. It reacted intensely to her touch. I could feel a surge of excitement pass over her...

to be continued...