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I stood in the hallway, unsure of what I was doing. Around me there was loud music blaring in different rooms, and I could hear someone playing video games behind the door on the opposite side of the hallway. Ahhh, college dorms. I smiled as I recalled my last semester in one of these. Those were some good times. But for my senior year I’d had an apartment, and it was fabulous. Now I was twenty-two, and a college graduate. But I’d promised him that during his first year away from mommy’s reins, I’d come show him what college life was all about. But did he want what I wanted?
I shook my head and then went back to the task at hand. I lifted my fist and pulled back to pound on the door when it opened suddenly.
“Oh my go…”
“Hey! You made it! I wasn’t sure if I’d given you the correct directions or not!” He smiled down at me; his six-foot plus frame took up the entire doorway.
“Yeah, I’m here. Wait a sec, how did you know?”
“Well, actually, I was just planning on running down to Justin’s room to see if he had any… Never mind…” He looked away, like he’d been caught in the middle of something. I bit my cheek to hide the smile I wanted to release. If he needed what I was thinking, he didn’t have to worry, I had enough condoms in my purse to satisfy the entire floor, but I wanted to see how he played this.
I smiled up at him innocently and asked, “Any what?”
“Nothing. It’s not important,” he said. “Anyways, stop standing in the hallway and come on in.”
I stepped through the threshold and almost laughed out loud. He had made this into the cliché dorm room. There were posters on the wall of beer pong and naked women. He had a decent TV with a DVD player and I think three different gaming consoles hooked up to it. There was the typical desk with the matching chair that every student has, and the little metal trash can that I’d given him as part of his going way present.
I know what you’re thinking. Who gives a trash can as a present? Well, what I didn’t tell you was what I’d put inside it. There had been plastic cups, a bottle of aspirin, two shot glasses, and a bottle of whiskey. There were also specific instructions that he couldn’t open the bottle until I was down here to visit him for a night of drunken fun.
“Well, I’m here, now I’m just wondering where my alcohol is.”
He’d been watching my face and I heard him chuckle as he followed my eyes. “Don’t worry,” he said. “It’s still unopened. It’s just hidden in case the floor advisor comes around.”
I laughed with him and continued my visual tour. I was almost finished when I turned and the last item in the room came into view. The bed.
But this wasn’t the normal dorm bed. You know, the extra long mattress that doesn’t actually want to be covered with extra-long sheets. No no, this was a full, perhaps a queen size bed! There were enough blankets to keep six people warm, and some very comfy pillows which I was hoping to use tonight!
I turned and stared at him, confusion clearly written on my face.
“I know. Not what you were expecting is it?”
“No… not at all. How’d you get this… and no roommate?”
“I may have paid extra,” he said with a smile. And suddenly I was thinking of all the things I could do to him since there was no fear of someone else coming in.
“Well, what did you wanna do first? Grab some food, watch a movie, hang out and talk?” Rip off your clothes and fuck your brains out.
He sat on the edge of the bed, and the images in my head began multiply. I felt like moaning out loud as he ran his tongue across his lips. He always does that when he’s deciding whether or not to say something.
“Just say it Lee. You know you want to.”
He looked at me, those blue eyes staring deeply into my brown ones. There was a look of seriousness that came across his face. He brought his hands together, cracking the knuckles and flexing his fingers. I started to get nervous; what if he said that coming here was a mistake.
“Come here please.”
I shook myself out of my thoughts and dropped my bag, slowly walking towards him. He held out his hand and I took it, planning on sitting next to him. But he had other ideas and he pulled me down to him quickly. Before I knew it, I was on his lap, sitting there with my eyes wide as my hands wound themselves around his neck to keep me from falling.
“Hi,” he said again, smiling at me, and my heart melted a little. That smile just kills me.
“Hi there,” I said back, a little breathless. What can I say, that’s how he makes me feel.
“I’m not hungry. I don’t want to waste our time watching movies that we’ve both seen one too many times. And I think we’ve talked more in the last month than the past four years we’ve known each other. Do you know what I’d really like to do? What I’ve been dying to do since the moment I opened the door?”
I put on my biggest smile, “Tell me how much you’ve missed having class with me?”
He laughed, which was what I was going for. Then he shook his head. “No, although that’s true. Actually, this is what I’ve wanted to do.”
And with that he leaned forward and brought one hand up to cup the back of my head, pulling me towards his. I closed my eyes as I felt his lips touch mine. Four years I’ve waited for this. And obviously it had been a while for him too. I kissed him back; running my tongue over his mouth and feeling him open up, his tongue coming out to meet mine. I caught it and sucked gently on the tip, mimicking something else I wanted to do to him, something I was hoping to do to him. I heard him groan and he pulled his face away, licking my lips as he went.
I opened my eyes and saw him staring back at me. I smiled mischievously at him and said, “You’ve been waiting four years for that, and that’s the best you can do?”
He laughed and turned, tossing me onto the bed with relative ease. I laughed too, and my face split into a grin as he ran his hands up my sides, the rest of his body following. His hands pushed into my hair and he tilted my head. This time I left my eyes open and watched as his lips descended upon mine, crushing them, making me moan into his mouth.
He brought both of my wrists up, keeping them held in one hand above my head. We stayed like this, locked in a kiss that would make porn stars swoon, and he finally broke away, leaning his head down near my ear, his breath coming in harsh pants. “Was that better?”
“Yes, much better. Now it’s my turn.”
And with that I wrenched my hands free and placed them on his arms, pushing and rolling him, coming to a stop on top of him. Then I leaned down. But instead of capturing his lips again, I turned his head, my lips finding his ear.
“I’ve wanted this for so long baby. But I didn’t know if you wanted it to. I fantasize about you all the time. Imagining your hands and mouth all over my body. Mmmm, thinking of your cock sliding deep inside me. Is that what you want? Hmmm? You wanna fuck this tight, wet pussy?”
I heard him groan again and I giggled as I start kissing my way down his body.
When I got to the collar of his shirt I glanced up at him, a question in my eyes. He knew what I was asking and he nodded. I ripped the shirt open, laughing as the buttons flew everywhere. His chest came into view and I bend over again, running my tongue along his collarbone. He sucked in a breath and then I moved down, licking over his nipple, nipping at it gently with my teeth. He grabbed my head and gently pushed it towards his crotch.
“Well, someone’s a little pushy aren’t they?”
“I’ve thought about your mouth on my cock forever. Some of the first times I jacked off were thinking of your lips on me. Now I’m eighteen, we’re alone, and no one’s going to be disturbing us. So don’t make me wait any fucking longer… please?”
It was the please that did me in; I couldn’t help but do as he asked. I smiled and continued my adventure down his body.
Four years of football had given him a great body. He had pecs, a six-pack, and those hip indents that scream ‘lick me’. I undid his belt and then popped the button on his jeans. The zipper came down slowly and then he lifted his hips so I could pull his pants and boxer-briefs rolled down his legs. His cock bounced up at me as if to say, here I am, come give me a taste.
So I did.
I grabbed hold of his dick, trying to memorize it in case I never got this chance again. It was seven and a half, maybe eight inches long. It was well proportioned for his size, which made me smile. I’m not gonna lie, I was afraid that the pants would come off and the package wouldn’t match the overall presentation. It felt like silk but was hard as steel, and a drop of precum was starting to slide from the tip.
It felt so good in my hands, and I squeezed it hard, beginning to stroke it slowly as I stuck my tongue out and licked it up, wanting to savor every ounce that he had to give. I heard his sharp intake of breath and looked up to see him staring at me, waiting to see what my next move would be. I grinned and licked the entire length from the base to the head, swirling my tongue around the top before sliding back down.
I could feel myself getting wetter, the taste of his precum so good on my tongue. I loved giving head, it turned me on so much to have control of his manhood with my mouth.
“God, don’t tease me. I want to see as much of my cock down your throat as possible.”
Who could resist him? I licked back up to the head of his dick, took a deep breath, and tried to swallow him in two gulps. I couldn’t get it all down on the first try, but it was more than I’d ever taken before. That second time I relaxed enough to gobble up his length. He let out a moan and sifted his fingers through my hair. I brought my head up, wiping my mouth very unladylike with the back of my hand. I beamed a smile at him.
“Mmmm, c’mon baby. Fuck my face. I know you want to.”
Then, as I put the tip of his cock back in my mouth he pushed down on my head, forcing a good amount in there at once. Then he pulled my head up and repeated the process, several times actually. I moaned as he used my mouth for his pleasure.
Then he pushed my head down farther, my lips almost touching the base, and he held me there. I felt the drool pool in his lap and felt the breath leaving my body. I couldn’t get a decent amount of air in and I started to push at his hips, choking on that wonderful piece of meat. Just when I thought that I was going to lose consciousness, he pulled my head up, leaving a trail of saliva from my mouth to his cock.
I took a blissfully sweet deep breath and heard him ask, “Ready?”
I nodded and he repeated the actions, fucking my mouth. This time my throat opened up and I felt my mouth press against his skin around his groin.
“Fuck yes… Oh my god that feels amazing.”
I moaned around him, letting him know that I was enjoying myself as well. He pulled me up a bit, trying not to knock me out this time, and then started a fast, rough pace; his hips coming off the mattress and actually fucking my face. I knew that he was going to be coming soon, and doubled my efforts, wanting to feel those jets of cum fill my mouth.
“Oh yeah. Mmmm, yes you dirt little slut. Suck my cock and make me come.” I love it when a guy talks dirty, and I sucked harder on his dick. He started talking more, and I could tell that he was getting closer. “Oh fuck… yeah, suck that dick. Suck it like a whore. Yeah, you love this cock don’t you? You love my cock deep in your throat… oh yes, yes…”
I felt his cock get harder and I heard the animal-like grown that started in his throat.
“I’m gonna cum baby! Mmmm, I want you to swallow all of it, take all that cum down your throat. Oh god, here it comes, yeah, yeah…”
He let out another moan and held my head down, shot after shot if cum spraying into my mouth. I swallowed once, and again, finally letting the remainder pool in my mouth. His hands released my head and I lifted my mouth.
As I tilted my face up I brought my hand to my lips, swiping a drop that tried to escape back inside my mouth. I swallowed it, running my tongue around my mouth to make sure that I’ve gotten it all. I looked up at him, giggling because he had pulled his arm over his face, and he was still trying to breathe normal.
“Are you ok?”
He moved his arm and stared at me, a smile forming on his lips.
“That was… fantastic! Come here!”
He grabbed me and pulled me up, bringing my body flush against his. I smiled and took a deep breath, knowing now that the tension around the room was gone.
“I’ve been dreaming about the day when you would do that.” I snuggled against him, my head in the crook of his neck, and I let out a deep breath. I feel him chuckle. “You’re not tired already are you sweetheart? Because it’s your turn next, and that pussy is just taunting me.”
“I’m ready when you are babe,” I said with a grin.
“Good,” I heard as his hand reached down to lift up my top.
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