Living in these college dorms is both a blessing and a curse. I love living with others because I am a very social person, but I also am a very sexual person, and want to fuck everything with legs. Living in a dorm, for me, is like letting a fat kid loose in a candy shop. Literally everything I could want is within walking distance, and most of these college kids are as energetic, noncommittal and horny as I am.
I fell asleep studying for a test that I had in the morning, only to wake up from a wet dream late at night. I can’t remember the dream, but trust me, it must have been a good one considering the state of my panties and the flush of my cheeks.
This is when i realized I was starved for cock.
A few days earlier, a guy from my Physics class walked me back to my room (such a gentleman!) He’s a really sweet kid – sensitive, funny, and tall as all hell with big strong hands. We flirted like mad, exchanged numbers and took a few extra laps around campus. Turns out, he lives in the building next to me. And his was the cock that I wanted.
Feeling particularly bold, I decided to head over to his dorm and storm his castle. Wearing nothing but a zip-up hoodie and yoga pants, I knocked on his apartment door and tried to steady my breathing, all the while feeling my pussy dripping in anticipation. I’m not always this forward, but damnit, I needed action and I needed it now.
He opened the door a crack, obviously surprised to see me. I can’t say that I blamed him. My pupils were dilated and my cheeks were blazing. The slight breeze from my walk had my nipples at full attention, rubbing the inner lining of my hoodie. The door opened all the way and I found that he was completely naked, his cock swinging in the breeze! And such a fine cock it was.
Well, that’s all the encouragement I needed. Dominant lioness showing through, I slammed him hard against the wall behind him, grabbing the back of his head to pull him into a long hard kiss. Tongues were dancing and hands were flying to rip off the few items of clothes I had on, as my body ground against his.
All of the sudden, to my utter surprise, I found myself being picked up by the ass. Without thinking, my legs wrapped around his torso and my feet locked behind his back, as I held on for dear life. Still standing, he spun us around and I knew right then that this was going to be one hell of a ride.
My back now against the wall and my legs spread wide, I could feel just the tip of his hard cock teasing my soaking wet pussy. I tried to sit myself farther down so I could make better contact, but he had me pinned and I had no control. His arms were wrapped around my waist, holding me steady. I’d never felt strength like that before!
Slowly and tantalizingly, he lowered me down onto his rock hard shaft, one inch at a time until he was to the hilt. Every inch elicited another gasp from me, until I could feel the base of his cock rubbing on my clit. This added stimulus produced a deep guttural moan from me.
After a few slow deep thrusts, he let me start to gyrate my hips in an easy rocking motion and the head of his cock was caressing my g-spot in the most satisfying way with every stroke.
That was the first time I came that night.
My nails dug into his shoulders, his powerful hands gripping my thighs and ass, helping me ride him. He started to push me harder against the wall as he slid in and out faster and faster. I could feel my soaking wet pussy tightening up as I was on the verge of cumming again, bouncing up and down on that fine cock of his. Head thrown back against the wall, eyes rolling into the back of my head, breathing hard and heavy, I could hear his breathing change pace too and felt his cock swell, enjoying the hot spasms of cum shooting inside me.
That was the second time i came that night.
He pressed his forehead against mine, gently lowered me to the ground and cupping my face in his massive hands, he gave me a goodnight kiss. Slipping back into my clothes and still without a single word between us, I stole out into the night for the quick walk back to my room.
Again, the slight breeze had my nipples hard and my yoga pants glided against my well-fucked pussy with every step. I paused to lean against the brick dorm wall and reached my hand down to my swollen throbbing clit. Rubbing it in tiny circles, I reveled in the feeling of my back once again against the wall. It didn’t take much before i was biting my bottom lip to keep quiet and writhing in pleasure.
That was the last time I came that night.
I saw him in Physics two days later. He gave me a grin and a wink as I passed his desk. We never spoke of our night together and, sadly, it never happened again. But, every now and then, when I am fucking myself something fierce with my favorite vibrator, it is that night I am reliving.
