Thanks for the likes and comment, Here is another of my experiences. This started out a little more than a year after the experience in the previous story, when I was in university. Now for that year I dated a very vanilla girl, nothing to write home about. We broke it off around November that year, and I started university in Jan/Feb the following year. Now, I wasn't too happy, cause all my friends went off to Potch, Pretoria, Stellenbosch etc, but I was stuck in Nelspruit, studying at TUT. Now I was one of 2-3 white kids in all my classes, and felt very isolated and alone, knowing that its going to be a very long 3 years. A few months in we were informed of our first group project in one of the subjects, and was put into pairs for it. I was paired with a quiet but pretty swazi girl. Both of us being really shy, those first few days we hardly spoke 2 words with each other. By the Thursday I sms’ed her to ask if she wanted to meet up and discuss the project. We met at a restaurant just around the corner from where she lived. We started out shy, but after a couple of hours got along pretty well. We arranged to meet up again that weekend, and figured we could have the project done by the next week. We ended up working at my little flat, if you can call it that. It was little more than a room with a bathroom, and a corner with bar fridge and microwave. But it was out from under my parents scrutiny so it was heaven. She came over Saturday and Sunday. By Sunday afternoon we were comfortable with each other, joking and laughing, having the occasional brushing of hands and eye contact(and me checking out her bubble but when she turns around). We parted ways without more happening. We met up again Wednesday afternoon, and a few hours in we both decided it was enough of studying and we started chatting, had some snacks and I put a movie on to distract our minds from the project. We got comfortable on my bed, I did not have a couch or any other place to sit, and a few minutes into the movie we made eye contact, and I went in for a kiss. She did not resist or pull away, in fact she pressed herself up against me. I was rock hard in an instant. We made out some more, hands wandering, touching, until she took off my shirt. Then there was no stopping, we were both naked within a few minutes, exploring each others bodies with our hands and mouths. Her pussy was bushy(I later teached her how to shave and she has been bald ever since) and she was amazed to see my cock shaved. Neither of us had a condom, and we were to far gone to stop at that moment, so we just decided I will pull out. She got on top, and grabbed my cock and started sliding it through her wet pussy. I was beyond horny. I nibbled, licked and sucked her nipples, my hands switching between fondeling her boobs and grabbing her ass, then she started sliding down onto me. I had to sit still for a bit to stop me from blowing my load prematurely. It wasn’t long before both of us came, needless to say I could not and did not pull out, as she pinned me down. We cuddled a bit, showered and then got back into bed. She stayed the night, and we had sex 4 more times. My cock was sensitive and her pussy was a bit sore by the morning. We ended up skipping class that day, I got her a morning after pill cause she was not on birth control and we just “worked” on the project. She ended up spending a lot of nights over the next 2 years, and even though we never dated or became an item(cause of fear of our parents reaction, society etc)we would spend a lot of time together. She would stay over on average 2 nights a week, sometimes more and went on birth control soon after that first night, so we did not have to worry about getting her pregnant. We became very close, very comfortable with each other(so comfortable in fact that we were more naked together than clothed)experimented a lot, and in some ways I think she knows more about me than most other people. About a year after that I got a girlfriend again, but study buddy and I did not stop seeing each other. She knew of my gf, so would keep a low profile, and would come over the nights I can’t see my gf(she was in matric at that time with strict parents, we could only see each other Friday nights, Sundays and sometimes one night a week if it wasn’t exams). So I had a lot of “free time”. We ended up teaching each other so much(sexually we experimented a lot and did everything we could think of) and in life and after her I ended up seeing people for who they are, not just skin colour and race. Sadly after the 2nd year she moved back to Swaziland and finished her studies online, and we only saw each other a couple of times after that. Soon after she graduated she got married and we lost contact, and I have not been able to track her down since(I guess being overseas does not help much) I will be forever thankful to her, cause if it wasn’t for her I would not be the person I am today. She brought me a lot of happiness, joy, companionship and some of the best sex I have ever had. * I specifically omitted names and dates as I know there is at least one person on here that will be able to identify her and me if I just use one real name or close date.