Tickling my [m] crush [f] leads to passionate sex

There's something about this quiet evening that's making me think about one of the biggest crushes I had in college. I hope you enjoy this true story. Feel free to reach out if you'd like to talk about it!

When I was in college I had a massive crush on a girl I'll call Jackie. She was petite with a cute pixie cut. Jackie was whip-smart with an amazing personality, we would make each other laugh to the point of tears.

Jackie had a boyfriend. She knew how I felt about her, but because I never pushed her or made things uncomfortable, we were able to be good friends.

That all changed one night when I was over at Jackie's watching a movie. Jackie had roommates she didn't really get along with, so we were in her room, sitting on her bed. We were watching one of those Serious Dramatic Artsy movies that felt important to watch back then.

During a very dramatic scene, I felt Jackie's hand on my thigh. I thought "Holy shit is she coming onto me?"

But then Jackie's hand went up to my ribs and started tickling me. I cracked up and pushed her hand away, but every time the movie got serious Jackie tried to tickle me again.

I gave up on watching the movie and started tickling Jackie as well. We were laughing, chasing each other around the bed. At some point Jackie got me good and I fell back. She straddled my hips and was attacking my armpits. I was laughing but also turned on, feeling her weight against my crotch. I started to get hard and I knew Jackie could feel it.

I thought Jackie would get the signal and get off of me, but she stayed right where she was. She kept tickling me, but also rocking her hips against me. By the time I had a full erection Jackie had stopped tickling me. We were both breathing hard and staring into each other's eyes. Jackie kept making little motions with her hips, rubbing herself against my swollen shaft.

I started to say "Jackie" but she shushed me. Jackie closed her eyes, sat up, and really ground against me. I just admire her body, her small round breasts, her thighs spread over me. I could see her nipples standing out against her shirt.

I pulled Jackie down to me and we started kissing, all that pent up passion exploding between us. Jackie's tongue was in my mouth and my hands were all over her body. I grabbed her tight ass and pushed her against my erection.

Jackie sat up and took off her shirt. This was a moment I'd dreamed about for so long. I kissed all along her chest and sucked on her perky nipples. Jackie took off my shirt and undid my belt. She slid my pants and boxers off and started stroking my cock. We kissed more as she touched me. My body was literally shivering with desire, and Jackie smiled to see me driven to such passion.

Jackie took off her own shorts and panties. She straddled me again, positioned the head of my cock at her wet pussy lips, and sank down over my shaft. She rode me, starting slow, but soon my hands were on her hips, shoving her down over my cock again and again, faster and faster. Jackie touched herself, rubbed her clit, and her face and chest flushed. Her body shook and I could tell she was cumming.

I flipped Jackie over onto the bed. I pushed her knees up to her shoulders and slid inside her, feeling myself pushing deep into her pussy. She gave out a little moan. I spread her legs and we kissed deeply as I fucked her, barely coming up for air. We were wordless, just two bodies pressed together as one, giving little moans into each other's mouths. I kept holding her body tighter and tighter, barely believing this was happening.

I felt myself close to cumming and I pulled out, but kept thrusting my shaft along her wet pussy lips. Jackie reached down and stroked me and I came all over her stomach and tits.

I laid down by Jackie's side, both of us exhausted by this sudden burst of passion. We were laughing and holding hands, our fingers tightly interlaced.

This wouldn't be the last time our passions overwhelmed us.