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9 - College Years 1 - Orientation
True Story, Male/Female
Author's infos
Gender: male Age: N/A Location: N/A
Posted Wed 4th of June 2014
My first week in college...
Note: As per my other stories, the character names are all changed on the off-chance that there is someone who recognizes any of the descriptions of living arrangements or furniture. If this is the first story of mine that you are reading, I have three stories before this - while the other three stories are not necessary to read, they do help to build up some backstory to where I was in my life at the time. Once again, while the verbal interaction may not be accurate, the physical interaction is to the best of my recollection.
Summer was pretty uneventful. Alexa and I had agreed upon one somewhat random encounter every two weeks that we couldn't see each other. It really only amounted to three for me and two for her, and they were quite forgettable (at least on my end of things). We did get to see each other for a tiny bit before we had to go our separate ways off to different universities that were hours apart by train or car.
We said our goodbyes, and we were off. My parents and older brother drove me out to school, dropped at the checkpoint, and went and lugged all my bags up to my room while I went through a brief orientation. The dorm I would spend the next eight months in seemed nice. It was an older building, but they had definitely remodeled the interior sometime recently, because the floors and rooms looked pretty new and inviting – not what I expected when looking at it from the outside. I had visited the campus, but they had only shown us the dorm that was two years old, to show off the brightest spots around.
After orientation, I went upstairs and was surprised to find my parents had actually unpacked things for me, instead of just carrying the bags up and waiting. My Resident Advisor was waiting with them to meet me – her name was Kathy, and she was a grad student taking advantage of free residency for her last year. She was a cute little brunette, but seemed pretty nerdy. She finished her introduction, took me on a quick tour of the floors of our pod (each pod was 3 floors) and explained what time certain things would be happening that week. I noticed that she actually lived next door to me. Because the dorm was so big, they were only moving half the people in the first day, with the other half to follow the next. On the bright side, Bill's last name was further down the alphabet, so I got to pick which side of everything I wanted before he arrived. The room wasn't very big, but I knew we could make it work without a problem.
My parents took me out for a quick lunch, and then dropped me back on campus, where I walked around to some of the freshman events going on. Some fraternities were a little too eager to get guys to pledge, and it wasn't really my scene, but free parties sounded pretty swell to me. It was getting later in the afternoon, so I headed back to my dorm to just relax for a bit and finish putting things where I wanted them to go. The dorm had only one rule that was explicitly about alcohol – so long as you were drinking in someone's room, you could do what you wanted (within the realms of general legality), so I opened the mini fridge my parents had bought me and Bill, and cracked open a beer.
"Already hitting the sauce?" I heard a friendly female voice from the doorway.
The girl who the voice belonged to was kind of pale, but she had long black hair, and a great figure.
"Nothing wrong with a little bit of relaxation," I smiled. "Want one?"
"What a gentleman," she laughed, opening the fridge herself and grabbing one of her own.
"I'm Rob," I held out my hand.
"I'm Ashley. I live on the other side of the bathrooms," she told me.
"I live right here," I weakly cracked the lamest joke on Earth.
"No shit," she laughed. "Have you met your roommate yet?"
"Ya, he's actually my best friend from home. He'll be here tomorrow."
"Oh living with a friend. All my parents' friends told me not to do that, because it never works out," she explained.
"Ya, I'm a bit nervous about it too, but I think we'll be ok. We've pretty much lived together for weeks at a time in the summers anyway, so it won't be a huge deal. Go easy on that thing," I pointed at her beer. "There's probably going to be some drinking going on tonight."
"Oh, I really needed this," she laughed. "I met my roommate today, and she's just great," she sarcastically said.
"What's wrong with her?"
"Well, she's really clingy for one. I had to tell her I was going to the bathroom to get away from her for even a few minutes."
"Ashley, there you are!"
"Your roommate?" I grinned at Ashley.
"Rob, this is Tamara. Tamara, this is Rob."
Before me stood the largest person I had ever met. She had to be easily pushing four hundred pounds. I try not to judge people by first appearances, but it was hard to not look at her standing in the door frame at a bit of an angle (she didn't fit like a normal person would) with a bit of judgment.
"Hi, Rob," she smiled at me.
"Nice to meet you, Tamara," I responded, a wave of really awful things flying through my brain.
"No roommate yet?" Tamara asked – I could tell there would be a lot of the same questions being answered for a while.
"My roommate will be here tomorrow. Bill. I grew up with him," I explained to Tamara.
"Oh, cool." This girl was way too loud – maybe I felt worse about her presence because of her size, but she was already annoying me too.
"Hey, girls, I'm gonna go grab some dinner. You hungry?"
"Oh ya, let me go grab my food card!" Tamara seemed excited to be away from home.
"Ok, we'll meet you down there," I assured her, shutting my door and locking it after she left.
"That was kind of a dick thing to do," Ashley laughed.
"You had to deal with that for a while already – I figured you could use a break. I know I could after two minutes."
"You need help unpacking anything?" Ashley offered her assistance.
"Nah, my parents actually unpacked most of my stuff while I was in that orientation room."
"So what do you wanna do?" Ashley asked, taking that all too familiar pose that girls get when they're into you.
"I dunno. I was just thinking about hanging out here for a bit and then actually going to get food. We can't let her eat alone forever. Besides, you don't want someone you have to spend the next eight months with thinking you're a bitch."
"Cool," Ashley replied, sitting on my bed.
"So you got a boyfriend or anything?" I inquired, asking a bit of a leading question.
"No," she looked away shyly.
"It's not a big deal if you do or don't, I was just making conversation," I reassured her.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" she asked me quickly.
"I do," I smiled at her. "She's pretty laid back about things, though. We both are," I quickly added.
"Laid back. I see," she smirked.
I wasn't sure if she understood what I meant by that – it was pretty ambiguous.
"Wanna go make sure Tamara doesn't hate you forever?" I winked at her.
"Fine," she huffed.
After dinner, we headed back upstairs and met a bunch of other people who had finished moving in. Down the hall there were two guys from the Midwest, who also knew each other from home – they were pretty cool guys and would become the central room for any parties on our floor.
As for the girls, I was doing my best to not be the kind of Rob that would get me in trouble with Alexa, because I really did care about her. I just couldn't help but notice how many smoking hot girls lived on my floor. I also found out that the upper floor in our pod was the 'female floor' – the only floor in all of the campus dorms with only one gender allowed. Guys were allowed on the floor, but only before night rules went into effect at 10:00 on weeknights and midnight on weekends. Weirdly, there was an all boy dorm across campus, but no all girl dorm anywhere.
Of the people who had already moved in on our floor, I was one of three guys. Every girl but one had moved in on this day as well – this made for a pretty awkward first party between all of these new friends. I'm a reasonably good-looking guy – not model material, but I keep myself fit, and try to stay well groomed. Andy and Trent (the two guys from the Midwest) were also both decently attractive from my perspective, so there was about fifteen girls all clamoring for the attention of three guys.
Other than Tamara, most of the other girls were easily above average looking, with some of them being complete foxes. Other than Ashley, there was Judy, a short brunette with a bit of a chubby face – she gave off a pretty massive slut vibe. Just down the hall from Angela was two girls from somewhere in the northeast – Erica and Julia. Erica made it clear she had a boyfriend, but wasn't above having some clothes-on fun (and on occasion, clothes off). She had dirty blonde hair about halfway down her back and was pretty tall. Julia was almost a complete opposite of her new roommate – she had shorter platinum-blonde hair, was maybe a touch over five feet tall, and actually ended up topless her first night at college in front of dozens of new people; she probably regretted that for a few weeks. Next door to Judy was a girl with an unbelievable figure – she had done gymnastics and figure skating growing up and it was clear. Candice was a complete knockout. She didn't need a lot of makeup to look hot as fuck, and it was easy to see she had a lot of confidence in her body. Those were the memorable girls living on my floor – there were other hot chicks, but they aren't really relevant to my journey other than being friendly. We partied long into the night, and Ashley ended up clinging to my arm as I went back to my room in the wee hours of the night. I appreciated the attention, but I was still sober enough to know what was what. I had been down this road enough times to know that I couldn't get drunk around people without throwing all my cares away and just sticking it in whatever girl happened to be willing. I also didn't want to sleep with this girl the first night here – I had a deal with Alexa to remember, and I also honestly did not want to be attached to a girl in any way after one day. While we were ok with fooling around on each other on occasion, I didn't want it to be an every night thing on Alexa's part, so I thought it only fair to at least try to do the same.
Walking into my room, Ashley stumbled in, still hooking her arm in mine. I could see myself ravaging this girl in a heartbeat – she was pretty good looking, but I'd come to find she was probably the funniest girl I would ever meet. A great sense of humor is always an attractive quality. Ashley sprawled on my bed, before leaning on her elbow, and looking at my expectantly.
"Ashley," I began.
"You have a girlfriend, I know," she smiled coyly. "But she's not here, and she doesn't need to know."
This girl seemed like she had set her eyes on the prize the second she saw me, and was already trying to execute her endgame strategy.
"It's not like that," I began again. "I really care about this girl."
Ashley stared at me blankly, clearly not caring about what I was saying.
"I love her, Ashley. Like actual love, not high school love."
"People go to college to have fun," she laughed. "Don't you want me?"
"Of course I want you," I sat down in the chair at my desk, trying to keep my distance. "It's just not that simple. Alexa probably wouldn't even be that mad."
"She wouldn't?" Ashley sat up – something finally caught her attention.
"Probably not. We're not completely open, but we both know how hard it's going to be to stay faithful when we only see each other once or twice a month for most of a year."
"So you guys fuck around on each other?"
"Not quite," I continued. "We're ok with each other doing it once or twice a month, as long as we have the ok from each other ahead of time."
"So… as long as you talk to this girl first, and she says it's ok, you can fuck whoever you want?" Ashley stood up.
"As long as Alexa is ok with it, and I'm feeling the need in a bad way, then pretty much, ya," I finished explaining.
"That's so fucking weird," she paused for a few moments. "So, do you have to call her or what?"
I thought I was getting less appealing to this girl. I'm not sure if it was the alcohol, or if she was really attracted to me, or if she was just incredibly horny, but I was not expecting her to keep pursuing it at that point.
"You sure you want me to do that?"
"I'm sure," she answered without hesitation.
I got out of the chair and walked over to the phone. I wasn't sure I really wanted to do this my first day here. What kind of image would that put in Alexa's head? One day in this place and I'm already asking if I can fuck some random I just met. While these thoughts were going through my head, I had already dialed her number and the phone was ringing.
"Hello?" Alexa sounded kind of groggy.
"Hey, babe, sorry for waking you," I started.
"That's ok, what's up?"
"There's a girl in my room and she wants to fuck," I said, intentionally being as blunt as possible in a last ditch effort to maybe get Ashley to change her mind.
"Is she hot?"
"Not like you," I answered, maybe too quickly.
"Do you know her?"
"I just met her today, babe."
"Can I talk to her?"
"I guess, ya," I said, holding the phone out to Ashley. "She wants to talk to you."
"Are you serious?" Ashley stared at me, probably in disbelief that things were unfolding this way.
I just continued to hold the phone out for her, shaking my hand to indicate I wasn't joking.
"Uhh… Hello?" Ashley asked. "Ashley," she answered.
I stood there for about a minute while Ashley listened to whatever Alexa was saying.
"I understand," Ashley finally said, handing the phone back to me.
"Hey, babe," I said again.
"If you want, go for it."
"Ok, babe. I love you,"
"I love you too. I'm going back to bed, though," she yawned.
"Goodnight. Sorry for waking you," I listened for a response, but there wasn't one this time.
I hung up the phone and turned around.
Ashley had already gotten down to her bra and panties, and was lying back on the side of the bed with her legs spread.
"What did she say to you?"
"She just explained that she wanted to fuck us both when she comes to visit, and that she was going to spank me until I couldn't sit down."
"That it?" I asked – there was no way a minute of Alexa talking was taken up by just that.
"She also said that if I fuck around and try to get you more than once in a while, she's going to cut me… I think she was kidding."
"I have no idea if she was kidding about that. She can get pretty nasty," I laughed, remembering some of the shit Alexa had said and done.
"Well, we'll just have to ask her for permission once in a while. She won't know if you're fucking me once a month or every day as long as you keep asking every week."
This was one crafty woman – she was already plotting how to get me in the sack as much as she wanted. I knew I wouldn't want to just fuck this one girl, but my blood was starting to flow downwards, and I knew what I wanted right in this moment.
Ashley leaned over to shut the lights off, but I grabbed her arm to stop her.
"You don't call the shots anymore. You're getting what you want, but I'm gonna give it to you how I want."
I took my shirt off and Ashley started sucking her lower lip. I took my jeans off and my cock was pushing my boxers a good distance from my body, straining to find release. I saw Ashley's eyes widen a bit, as she got an idea of what I was packing under the boxers.
"Take your bra off, and get in," I told her, pulling the sheets back.
I reached under the bed and found the condoms I had brought. Ripping one off, I threw it on the shelf above the bed, and got into bed with Ashley.
If her face was pale, her tits had seen a ghost. She tried to cover herself with one arm, while rubbing her other hand up and down my bicep. Grabbing her arm away, I grabbed under her jaw and pulled her towards me, kissing her deeply. I felt her erect nipples pressing against me, her tits being squished between us. They weren't huge, but they were definitely ample – probably somewhere between a B and C cup. Her clothes had hidden it well, but she was in really good shape. While Alexa had some junk in all the right spots, Ashley's stomach was flat, her ass was big and firm, and she had great curves.
"God, you're big," Ashley moaned, as she wrapper her hand around my cock, still inside its home.
I let her hand snake inside my boxers. Her hands were freezing, but given how hard I had gotten, they were more than welcome where they were.
"You're a filthy slut, aren't you," I said, between kisses on her neck and shoulder.
"You have no idea," she looked me in the eyes, before disappearing under the sheets.
Lifting the sheets up, I saw her take the tip into her mouth, and do something not many women have been able to do – she effortlessly took me into her throat, getting about an inch away from fully deep throating me. I grabbed her head and forced the last little bit in, relishing the feeling of her throat convulsing on its intruder.
"Fuck, ya," I moaned, holding her head in place as I fucked in and out of her throat.
She pushed my thighs to get some air, and then went right back down. I pulled her off me and grabbed her leg, pulling her over me. Pulling her thong off, I was met with a neatly trimmed pussy. There was a small, short triangle of hair on top pointing at the object of my desire. I pulled her legs on either side of my head, and started to taste this new pussy.
"Mmm," Ashley moaned. "You know what you're doing."
I didn't stop, while my hand found her head, pushing her back towards my cock. The only sounds anyone passing in the hall would have heard was two people moaning and the sloppy sounds of a great blowjob.
Not wanting to blow my load just yet, I flipped her off of me, and reached up to grab the condom. Rolling it down, I noticed Ashley had gotten on her knees.
"How do you want me, big boy?"
"On your back, cunt," I pushed her down forcefully.
The second her head hit the bed, her legs spread, as if it was her natural muscle memory.
"Give me that cock," she purred up at me, as I grabbed her thighs, pushing them up against her body.
I put the tip of my cock just inside her sopping pussy, teasing her as she swiveled her hips to try and take me in.
"You ready, Ashley?" I noticed her eyes had closed.
"Fuck me," she moaned, opening her eyes to grab the back of my neck and pull my face towards hers.
I plunged in, kissing her as I thrust. Her eyes shot open wide as she moaned into my mouth, her legs squeezing around my arms. I let go of her legs and allowed her to wrap them around my back as I settled inside her hot pussy.
We settled into a nice rhythm, meeting each other's thrusts while our tongues danced. I could feel her pleasure building, ultimately climaxing and squeezing her legs tightly around me.
"Oh fuck," she moaned repeatedly. "Cum for me, Rob. Cum for you slut," she encouraged me to start thrusting again.
"Not yet," I told her, picking up my pace.
"Harder," she moaned, clawing my chest with her nails.
I slapped into her, punching in and out, faster and faster.
"HARDER," she yelled, loud enough to probably wake a couple people up.
I put my hand around her mouth to quiet her, and started pumping as hard and fast as I could. I could feel her cumming around me again, but this time I kept my pace, as I felt my own climax building. I could feel her moaning into my hand – containing her noise wasn't easy. As I felt her orgasm subside, I felt mine ready to burst. Pulling out of her, I grabbed her hair in a pony tail, ripped the condom off, and shoved my cock in her face as I exploded all over her nose and chin.
"You asshole," she pulled away, as my still hard cock rested against her cheek.
"You love it," I leaned back, my ass resting on my heels.
Taking a finger, she wiped it off her nose and tasted my cream, winking at me.
"I think I need to have a shower," she got out of bed, bending over to pick her clothes up.
I stood up behind her, pointing my cock up and pushing it between her ass cheeks.
"Me too," I grinned at her in the mirror. "Come on," I grabbed my towel and her hand, and led her across the hall into the men's room.
Finding the shower, we turned the water on, and got in when we found a nice temperature. I let her wash her face, because I'm sure dried cum doesn't exactly make you feel super glamorous. When she was finished with that, I grabbed her hand, and wrapped it around my cock. Within seconds, it was filling up with blood again, and back to its full state.
"Alexa's a lucky girl," Ashley grinned up at me, before getting on her knees and taking me all the way in again.
We finished our shower after I came for a second time, this time in her mouth, and headed back into my room to get some rest.
If college was going to be anything like the first day, I knew I was in for four incredible years.
I woke up the next morning after only a few hours, and Ashley was still asleep in my arms. I discovered the reason I had woken so suddenly.
"Hi, Hailey," I was surprised to see Bill's mom so early.
"Hi, Rob," Hailey grinned at me.
She was always a pretty laid back mom – whenever I stayed at Bill's house for the night (which was often as we grew up), she would let us stay up however late we wanted, made us any kind of food we wanted, and on a couple occasions had actually provided us with alcohol. I had been calling her by her first name since I was around thirteen, when she and her husband (Roger) had begun to insist that Bill's friends address them as equals instead of Mr. and Mrs.
"Don't mind us, we're just unpacking Bill's things while he's at orientation." She was trying to be quiet, clearly not wanting to wake this new girl in my bed.
"A little help here," Roger shouted from the doorway.
Ashley began to stir, so I pulled her tight to me, and tried my best to pull the blanket over her head.
"Hi, Roger," I said, doing my best to not be embarrassed.
"Hey, Rob! Oh… ho ho ho," Roger began to laugh, as he realized I wasn't alone in the bed.
"Hey, can you guys give me a couple minutes to get decent?"
This was not the kind of impression you want to make on your best friend's parents. Even though they were very laid back and incredibly approachable, they had never really seen me in this light.
"Oh, sure thing, Rob," Hailey grabbed her husband, pulling him out of the room and closing the door behind them.
Ashley was fully awake by this point.
"What the fuck is going on?" she was panicking.
"Bill's parents. Don't worry, they're nice people. You should get dressed, though," I told her, as I was already out of bed and getting dressed myself.
She quickly grabbed her clothes and began putting them on.
"Seriously, Ashley. Don't worry about it. You probably won't see them again any time soon."
I poked my head out the door, checking to see if she was in the clear to spare her further embarrassment.
"Good to go," I told her, as she began to brush past me.
I grabbed her arm.
"Last night was fun," I smiled gently at her.
"Ya. Let's do it again sometime soon," she kissed me quickly, before running around the corner in the direction of her room.
I went back into my room and sat down on my bed, rubbing my eyes and trying to fully wake up.
"Hey, Rob!" Bill yelled, bear hugging me as he came into the room a few minutes later.
"Hey, bud," I groaned, wanting him to put me down.
"How was last night? Did you meet anyone? Any hot chicks?" He began to bombard me with questions.
Thankfully, his parents had returned.
"Hey, son," Roger put his arm around Bill. "You should've seen Rob a little while ago – we caught him curled up with a sweet piece of ass."
"Roger!" Hailey smacked him for giving me shit.
When they finished unpacking, they took us for lunch, and then started the long drive back home.
"So where's this sweet piece of ass my dad was talking about?" Bill asked me, eager to get down to what he considered business.
"She lives on the other side of the bathrooms. I'm sure you'll meet her at some point today."
"How hot is she?"
"She's pretty good looking," I laughed. He was more excited than a puppy.
We decided to go through the quad, so he could get the same experience I had the day before.
As we had finished walking around, he was telling me all his plans to pledge Chi Phi, and how awesome they seemed. I told him I would go with him to the pledge parties, but that I wasn't really interested in that sort of thing.
We walked up the many flights of stairs to our floor and ran right into Ashley and some girl I hadn't seen the day before.
"Oh, hey Rob," Ashley beamed at me. "This is Roxanne."
"Roxy," she corrected Ashley.
This girl was unbelievably good looking, in spite of her height. She was taller than even Bill, and I came to learn later that she was 6'4". She had a phenomenally toned body, and it was easy to see when you learned about her exercise regimen.
"I went to junior high with her, but I haven't seen her since then," Ashley seemed excited to have renewed acquaintances with this girl. I'm guessing Tamara was being obnoxious again.
"Cool stuff," I replied. "This is Bill, my buddy from home," I introduced him.
"Are you on our floor?" I asked Roxy.
"No – I'm in the pod, but on the next floor down," she told us.
"Alright. Maybe we'll see you guys later. Do you want to come by tonight before the canvas party?"
"That sounds fun. I'll be there for sure," Ashley couldn't hide her glee.
"I might come up. I haven't met my roommate yet. I'm gonna go see if she's moved in," Roxy told us, before walking past us down the stairs.
"Rob," Bill got my attention. "Let's go grab some beer."
"Sure thing, bud," I told him. "You want any, Ashley?
"Ya, that sounds nice."
We walked into our room, and grabbed some beers from the fridge. I noticed Ashley immediately sat down on my bed, making herself comfortable.
There was an awkward silence for a few moments, before Bill pulled his typical type of shenanigan.
"So you're the sweet piece of ass my dad was talking about, then?"
"Jesus Christ, dude, what the fuck," I got up to smack him.
"I'm just fucking around. Gear down, big rig. Ashley seems like a pretty chill girl – I'm sure she knows I'm just giving her shit."
"It's fine, Rob," Ashley assured me. "He's probably just real jealous he didn't meet me first."
"Whoa, shit. Shots fired," I laughed.
"I wouldn't say no," Bill replied.
We joked around for another little while, before we decided to have dinner.
"I need to go get ready for this party," Ashley announced as we got back upstairs.
"What the hell is this party anyway?" Bill asked.
"You put the white shirt on that they gave you got in your orientation package, and they have markers at the party. You draw on people or something," I explained to the best of my understanding.
"Well I'm gonna have a shower and get ready," Ashley said aloud again, looking at me.
"Ok, we'll see you in a bit. You want to head down together?"
"I guess, ya," she answered, before walking into her room.
As we walked into our room, Bill pointed something out.
"Dude, how are you still so bad at reading girls?"
"What do you mean?"
"I think 'get ready' was code for 'Ashley wants your dick right now'."
"You think?
"Man, you are so hopeless sometimes," he laughed.
"It doesn't matter. Alexa gave me permission last night, and I'm not about to call her less than a full day later to ask to fuck the same chick."
"That is still so weird to me," Bill sighed. I had told him about my arrangement with Alexa. "Dude if she gave you permission, she obviously isn't that bothered by it. You got permission once, just ask now and again for permission, and keep fucking."
The second person to say it, and this one with nothing to gain from the situation.
"I guess," I told him, thinking about it for a few seconds.
Grabbing my towel, I walked over to her room, but she was already gone. I poked my head into the ladies' room, and meekly called her name.
"Ya, it's me. Is anyone else in the showers? Is it cool if I come in?"
"Ya, come in, quick, before someone sees you," she yelled.
I hung my towel on the hook next to hers, and quickly dumped my clothes on the bench between all the showers. Peeking around the corner to make sure it was just her, I jumped in.
"I wasn't sure you were picking up on what I was saying," she laughed.
"I didn't at all. Bill kinda pointed me in the direction of what you meant."
"Well, he's useful after all. I was worried your best friend was kind of just a mouthy dick."
I ground my pelvis into her taut ass, squeezing her breasts from behind.
"He's a good guy. He oversteps sometimes, but I never see him actually being mean," I explained.
"It's all good – he's not what I'm focused on right now," she moaned, rubbing her ass up and down my quickly hardening cock.
"Are you on the pill?" I asked her, bending her over.
"Yes," she moaned as I rubbed the tip of my cock against her hot pussy.
Holding her hip with one hand, I pushed a couple inches in. Grabbing her other hip, I pushed in deeper, using her hips to gain some leverage. Letting the water cascade over her back and splash onto my stomach, I slowly pushed my throbbing cock in and out of her.
We must have been fucking for a few minutes when I heard another shower turn on. I hadn't even heard anyone else come into the bathroom, yet there was clearly someone else the next shower over. Ashley had been oblivious to the new person in our vicinity, so she blew our cover pretty quick.
"Come on, keep fucking me," she moaned, as I had stopped when I noticed someone else was around.
I put my hand over her mouth and could immediately feel her trying to suck some of my fingers in. I pulled out of her and turned her around, putting a finger to my lips to motion for quiet.
Getting on her tiptoes, she whispered in my ear, "what's going on?"
"Someone just turned on another shower," I answered quietly.
Ashley bit her lip, trying to think of what she would do.
"Hello?" Ashley called out randomly.
"Hi," the neighboring voice came back – it was deep sounding for a woman.
"Who am I talking to?" Ashley asked. We still hadn't really familiarized ourselves with others strictly by voice after only a day with some of these people.
"Erica," the voice returned. She was the one with a boyfriend, and long dirty-blonde hair.
"Oh, hey. It's Ashley."
"Oh. You excited for this party tonight?"
"Not really. I'd rather just hang out with people up here and get to know some of the people in our pod better," she smirked up at me, grabbing my cock and giving it a few tight jerks.
"Ya, there's some good looking guys up here. I wouldn't mind just having a party up here myself."
"Last night was pretty fun. Maybe we should ask some of the guys up here if they'd rather stay behind and just hang out?" Ashley furthered her idea.
"More guys, Ashley? I'm not judging or anything, but it sounds like you're already hanging out with someone right now," she laughed a little at her own play on words.
"Oh my god… This is so awkward," Ashley began.
"Whatever. It sounded like you guys were having a great time. I really needed a shower, but I'm sorry I interrupted whatever is going on in there."
"It's ok. We can pick it up later," she let go of my cock, leaving me disappointed.
"I don't mind. I'm not washing my hair if you guys want to finish up in there. I'll be done in a minute," Erica explained.
"You should ask if she wants to join in," I whispered, grinning at Ashley.
I didn't really think she'd go for it, and was right. She responded with a smack on my arm.
"Sounds like things are getting a little frisky over there. I'll see myself out," Erica said, turning her shower off.
I turned Ashley back around, and bent her over again. There was no time for ceremonious display, so I shoved my cock right back into her hot cunt. I figured we needed to get this done with relatively quick, so I started to piston in and out of her as hard and fast as I could without breaking something on either of us. She started to moan very loudly, and this just encouraged me to keep up my pace. Her pussy gripped my cock perfectly every time I pulled out. I reached under her arm, grabbing her shoulder to allow myself some shorter, harder thrusts. This was enough to get me to the brink, and I pulled out of her again.
"What are you doing?" Ashley asked.
Spinning her around, I picked her up under one leg, before replacing my cock into its home. Thrusting up into her, I locked lips with her, before she nestled her head into my shoulder, clearly getting tired of our current tryst. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone peeking around the curtain – it was Erica. She held a finger to her lips, and pulled the curtain back further to reveal her nude body. I kept pumping into Ashley, while Erica sucked on the fingers that were just in her pussy, keeping her eyes on mine. I could feel the cum getting ready to explode out of me.
"Where do you want it?" I asked Ashley, but also addressing Erica.
"In me. Cum in me," Ashley moaned, as Erica opened her mouth wide, pointing at where she wanted my cum.
I picked her other leg up off the floor, holding her body against the wall as my entire body tensed in orgasm.
"Oh fuck, fill me up," Ashley moaned, biting my shoulder gently.
Erica winked at me, before wrapping her towel around herself and tiptoeing out of the bathroom.
"God you fill me up so good," Ashley mumbled, as I pulled my slowly deflating member out of her.
"It's a great, tight fit," I laughed, holding my cock under the stream of water to start washing it off.
"Mmm," she moaned again. "We better get out of here before someone else comes in."
"Erica is the one who lives by the kitchen, right?" Bill asked, trying to sort out details of what had just happened.
"Ya, with the short blonde. Julia," I told him.
"Man, what a dirty broad."
"She's got a boyfriend. She mentioned him last night."
"Ya, but it sounds like she likes a good time even without him," Bill pointed out.
"I dunno. There are plenty of girls here, and if any of them are half as horny as Ashley, you're going to be in a different one every week no problem."
"So are we gonna hit this party downstairs, or are they actually trying to have their own party up here?" Bill asked.
"I'm not sure, dude. It'd be nice to meet some other people. We could also see if Berg and Macky are here." Berg and Macky were two guys we knew from home. They were living in our dorm, too, but I hadn't seen either of them and had no idea what pod or floor they were on.
"Oh man, I forgot they were here."
"Christie, too," I reminded him.
All in all, there were probably around eight or ten people from our graduating class that had come to this school. I knew Berg and Macky were in our dorm, but I had no idea where Christie or the others were. In all honesty, other than Bill, I wasn't really close with any of them anyway, so I didn't mind if I never saw them again – Berg and Macky were decent guys, but they weren't in my own personal circle of best friends.
"Let's just do both," I finally decided. "I'll go let Ashley know," I told him, throwing my shirt on and walking out the door.
Twenty minutes or so later, we were walking back up the stairs.
"That as the gayest thing I have ever seen," Bill sighed.
"Yup," I murmured. "There weren't even a hundred people down there. I thought this dorm was supposed to be a crazy party," I mentioned to no one in particular.
As we walked through the door to our floor, we realized there was at least a decent party going on.
"I'm gonna go grab a beer and check out what's goin on in Andy's room," Bill told me. There was a lot of noise coming from their end of the hall.
"Alright, I'm gonna take a leak first," I answered, walking into the men's room.
I did my business, and then went to grab a beer from our room myself, where an unexpected visitor greeted me.
"You had some fun in that shower," Erica said, closing the door behind her.
"You looked like you were having plenty of fun yourself," I laughed, remembering her joining in on the fun behind Ashley's back.
"I like to play," she smiled, putting one foot in front of the other to make her hips pop with each step.
"I bet you do," I grinned as she reached her hand out to grab my cock through my pants.
"You've got a big one, Rob," she said, doing her best to get me hard through my pants.
"Not right now I don't, Erica," I told her, pulling her hand away. "I'm gonna hit that part with everyone else. It's only our second night here."
"You fucked Ashley in the shower. I know you want to fuck me. I could feel it just now. I could see it in your eyes earlier," she told me, struggling to get her hands back on my junk.
"You've got a boyfriend, don't you?" I asked her.
"So? Ashley told me you have a girlfriend, and there you were fucking another girl in the shower a day after you met her."
"Why don't we go party with everyone else," I began. "If you still wanna fuck later, maybe you somehow make your way back in here later," I suggested.
I definitely wanted to fuck this girl. She had a banging body, and juicy looking lips that made my cock ache with anticipation.
"Oh, you can count on it," she told me, turning and slapping her ass before walking out of my room.
I took a minute to compose myself and gather my thoughts, before making my way down to Andy and Trent's room to join the gathering.
The night went by pretty quick, and a lot of people made their way to our floor over the course of the evening. All in all, we were warned probably a dozen times by the RAs on supervisor duty that night to try to have less people in each room. I met a lot of people, grinded with a bunch of girls I hadn't met, and had to contend with Ashley trying to cling to me like we were attached at the groin for long periods of time. I noticed every time I danced with any other girl, she would just sit and scowl in the corner. Bill, being the good guy he was, would occasionally try and take her attention away by dancing with her or just talking to her.
As I made my way back to my room for another drink, I was followed in, this time by Ashley.
"So what is this?"
"What is what?" I answered, not sure what she was referring to.
"This. You just fuck me and that's it?"
"You know I'm not looking for something serious," I explained, trying to be as nice as possible, and also trying to avoid the drama that was in my face.
"Ya, but you're flirting with every girl in the room. You're grinding on them, and saying sweet things to them. You had to get permission to fuck me, and you're looking to fuck every other girl you can."
"Look, it's not like that. I'm just having a good time. None of them are gonna be in my bed later, so what's the big deal?" This girl was sounding more and more like trouble.
"So you're not interested in any of them?"
I didn't beat around the bush this time.
"Of course I'm interested in them. I'm eighteen and have a cock. I want to fuck all of them. The thing is, I'm not going to." At least not right away, I thought to myself. "I'm just trying to meet some new people, have fun, and enjoy the week of partying that I have before classes start."
"Was I just a new person to have fun with?"
"You're a new person, and I am having fun with you. What do you want from me? There isn't ever going to be anything between us except fucking. If you want to fuck, we can fuck. I just met you yesterday. I like you – I think you're sexy, and obviously I'm attracted to you in a physical way. You're a funny chick, but be honest with yourself. You know I have a girlfriend, and you know I love her. This," I pointed back and forth between us, "is only ever going to be there," I finished, pointing at the bed.
She looked crushed. I think she was expecting that she could wrench me away from Alexa, which was silly on her part. After a couple minutes, she got the courage to talk again.
"So you like fucking me, but you don't want to be with me?"
"I can't be with you," I corrected her. "Alexa knows I'm gonna fuck around on her on occasion. Just like I know she's gonna have some random dick in her probably a few times before I get to see her again. We're fine with it. If you want to be a part of our relationship in some bizarre third wheel way, that's on you. I'm gonna go back to the party, though," I told her as I headed for the door. "Look," I continued, "I like you. I like fucking you. I'd like to keep fucking you, if you want. I can be emotionally available if you're having a hard time, but you know everything there is to know about my availability. I had a great time fucking you last night and this afternoon. If you want to keep fucking, let's fuck – but don't pretend this is something it isn't. Come on," I extended my hand to her, showing her that I would be her friend no matter what.
Taking my hand, I led her back to the party.
As the evening went on, people started to go back to their rooms to pass out. I hadn't been drinking a lot, and managed to slip out without Ashley noticing – she was busy talking to some guy I didn't know. I hoped that she had taken what I said seriously and wasn't just trying to get my attention in a negative way. I walked into my room and could hear Bill fucking someone. Not wanting to disturb his fun, I quietly backed out of my room and began to think of what I was going to do. I walked into the common area that had a few couches and a TV with basic cable and sat down to test how comfortable the couches were. I could definitely make do on this, so I grabbed some of the pillows on the back, and lay down to grab some sleep.
An hour or so later, I woke up – this couch was not as comfortable as I had thought. I figured Bill was probably done fucking the girl, or at the very least they would be decent enough that I didn't care anymore. I walked back into the room and was thankfully met by the mostly silence – save for the heavy breathing of what must have been Bill's conquest. I quickly undressed and went to crawl into my bed. As I sat down and went to pull the sheets over me as I lay down, I realized someone was already in the bed.
"There you are," a voice whispered. "I was beginning to think you weren't coming to bed."
I didn't recognize the person behind the whisper. She smelled pretty good, though.
"You ready for some fun?" the voice whispered again.
I wasn't sure if I wanted to risk waking Bill or his fuck friend up, and I was honestly a little tired. Above all, I couldn't tell who this was – I assumed it was Ashley, but it just didn't feel like it was her, based on instinct.
"Who are you?" I finally managed to ask.
"It's Erica, you fuck," she said, her hand roaming around my abs.
"Look, I don't really want to wake up Bill."
"He's been asleep for like half an hour," she replied.
"You've been in here for half an hour?"
"Pretty close to an hour, actually," she answered.
"Seriously?" I asked her. Had I walked in with her already in my bed and just walked back out?
"They were so busy fucking, they didn't even hear me come in," she laughed softly.
Her hand found its way around my cock, taking advantage of me typically sleeping naked in my own bed.
"There's my big toy," she said, bringing her face to mine in the dark.
"Is Julia in your room?" I asked.
"I want you to myself," she answered.
"Is she in your room?" I asked again.
"No, I don't know where she is," she replied.
"Let's go," I told her, getting out of bed.
I threw a pair of boxers on, and allowed her to lead me to her room.
"Alright, Rob. Fuck me as hard you as you were fucking Ashley earlier," she ordered me, pushing me back onto her bed.
Climbing on top of me, Erica wasted no time, grabbing my dick in the dark and sitting her hot pussy down on me. She wasn't super tight, but it still felt phenomenal. Erica bounced up and down on my cock, her fingers pressing into my chest.
"Oh fuck," she wailed, impaling herself fully on my cock and resting there for a bit. "You fuck around on your girlfriend a lot?" she asked.
I did. I was an awful boyfriend for women who wouldn't like exclusivity. Alexa was probably too, so in a sense it balanced out, I guess. The way Erica asked, though, was pretty annoying. Her words slapped me in the face.
"Probably as much as you fuck around on your boyfriend," I answered, lifting her up, and flipping her on her back, still inside her.
I grabbed her throat and started to fuck her hard and deep – she seemed to be moaning both in pleasure and pain.
"Fuck me rough, daddy," she moaned up at me.
I tightened my grip around her throat and slapped her right tit pretty hard.
"Nnnnnn," she managed to choke out her pleasure.
I let go of her neck, and pulled my cock out of her pussy, before shuffling up the bed and holding it in front of her face. This chick was apparently some kind of fun. She didn't hesitate to take as much of my cock in her mouth as she could before gagging.
"Hang on," she said, leaning over the side of her bed to grab something.
I felt her moving around, and when I felt her weight return to the bed, I reached out to resume my assault on her.
"Just a second," she sighed, brushing my hand away.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked, getting a little annoyed. This girl had been waiting in my bed to fuck me, and now she was being a little tease?
"Getting some lube in my ass," she answered nonchalantly.
My mood changed in an instant – I liked this girl's style.
"Alright," she said, moving around on the bed.
I didn't need any more signs. I found her ass in the dark and pressed my cock head gently against her opening. Her ass was incredibly tight around me, and it was hard to get more than a couple inches in. I settled for slowly working this little bit in and out, letting her asshole get used to stretching to my size. I leaned forward while I continued this rhythm, slowly pushing more in every minute or two. Grabbing her nipples in both of my hands, I twisted and pulled on both of them at the same time, eliciting a deep, guttural moan. She tried to push her body towards me to escape my grasp, but my fingers would not relent. This girl was kind of a bitch, and she wanted it rough – I was going to do my best to make her regret asking for it.
When my cock was about halfway in her ass, I paused for a moment before making a quick decision. Pulling out so just the head was still inside, I grabbed her hips tightly and thrust forward with all my weight, until my scrotum was resting against her. I could feel her trembling below me, and wasn't sure if she was cumming or trying not to cry, but I didn't care at this point. I started to fuck her ass just as hard and deep as I was fucking her pussy earlier. Every few thrusts were followed by a very hard slap on her cheeks, as I started to get into a good rhythm.
"Does your boyfriend fuck you like this?" I snarled at her between slaps.
"No," she whimpered. She was definitely crying, but doing her best not to let it show.
"You're just a slut, aren't you?"
"No," she was crying now.
I reached over and started to pinch her nipples again. I buried myself all the way in her hot ass, and began to bite her neck and shoulders roughly as the onslaught on her nipples continued.
"Please stop," she began to cry.
"You wanted to fuck, and you wanted it rough. What's wrong?" I asked, not stopping the painful movements.
"It hurts more than I thought," she answered, her words now slightly muffled by her pillow.
"What hurts?" I teased, pulling hard on her nipples.
"All of it. My ass, my tits… please just stop."
"I haven't cum yet," I replied, letting go of her nipples.
"I'll blow you, just please take it out," she had stopped crying.
I slowly pulled my cock out of her ass, and waited for her to replace it with her mouth.
"Well?" I displayed my impatience.
"That's gross. Let's go to the bathroom and wash it off first," she answered, getting off her bed.
I was getting annoyed again. Grabbing my boxers, I followed her out the door and into the ladies' room. I stepped into the shower while she went into one of the toilet stalls and started washing myself off. After a few minutes, Erica joined me in the shower – her face looked like shit from all the tears smudging her makeup. It was oddly arousing knowing I did that to her – causing her pain and making her cry. I could also see blood on her legs – I didn't realize I had caused her to bleed. I hadn't noticed any blood on me. I assumed it was from her ass, and felt glad that hadn't happened to me when Alexa had invaded my backside a few months earlier. I had to give Erica some mental applause for taking that much pain before making a fuss.
"You look nice," I smiled at her.
She didn't say anything back, getting on her knees in the shower and taking my still hard cock in her hands. Sucking my left nut into her mouth, she jerked my cock up and down. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head towards the tip of my dick. She seemed unwilling, so I pushed my cock against her face, slapping it on each cheek until she opened her mouth. Pushing my cock in, I could tell any enjoyment she was getting from trying to get me in bed had pretty much vanished. That wasn't going to stop me from busting my nut at her expense.
"Come on, baby," I tried to encourage her.
Reluctantly, she began to regain some of her enthusiasm. A couple of minutes of focus, and I could see the lust in her eyes again. I let my hands hang down by my side, and just allowed her to do her thing. She was getting into it again, her hand and mouth working my cock in unison. It wasn't long before her motions were starting to take their effect and I could sense I wouldn't last much longer.
"I'm gonna cum," I told her, letting her decide what she wanted to do.
She kept sucking me until she could feel me about to explode, at which point she took me out of her mouth and pointed my cock at her tits, jerking it quickly. My orgasm made me a little weak in the knees, but her grip and efforts didn't let up. After my cock stopped twitching, she turned into the stream of water to wash my semen off her chest. Standing back up, she kept her back to me and tried to sidestep her way out of the shower. I had emotionally broken her.
"Hey," I said, grabbing her wrist. "Erica. Sorry," I offered meekly.
She managed to look at me and gently nod – I wasn't sure if that was acceptance of my apology or indifference.
"Next time we take it easy, maybe," I suggested.
She smiled – the first time I'd seen her smile since earlier that night – and walked silently out of the bathroom, wrapping herself in her towel.
I took this as a sign that my evening had ended, and walked back into my room – it was five in the morning and I was exhausted. I had gotten maybe six hours of sleep since I moved in almost two full days earlier. My head hit the pillow and I passed out within seconds.
"Wake up, you lazy fuck," Bill greeted me in his very friendly way.
I looked at my clock – it was noon.
"You missed some breakfast meeting downstairs to go over safety protocol," he informed me.
"Anything important?"
"Not really… just some bullshit about the fire exits and the dangers of walking alone on campus. Oh there's also a free clinic on campus, and they recommend anyone who's fucking gets tested."
I thought about the unprotected sex I'd had the last couple of days – I had been lucky enough to not get anything serious in my life to that point. I made a mental note to check that out sometime in the near future, and to definitely talk to Alexa about it. I'd be pissed if she was fucking some dude and I ended up catching something because of it, so I imagined she would be just as mad if it were my fault.
"What's going on this afternoon?" I asked Bill, since he was looking through the Orientation Week schedule.
"They're doing faculty-based tours. They're not mandatory, though," he added.
"You gonna go on yours?"
"Nah," he sighed. "I met a bunch of guys from the program this summer at the program orientation and I already know where all my classes are." Bill was always on top of his schoolwork, even though he liked to have a lot of fun. "Are you gonna go?"
"I guess. It'd be nice to see if anyone in the pod is in any of my classes."
I got back to the dorm a few hours later, surprisingly excited to start class in a few days – I'd met a lot of people, and found out that there were a dozen or so people from my dorm pod that were in every single class I had. I had never been big on school – I like to learn, but formal education has always been challenging. Judy, one of the girls from down the hall, was one of the people in all of my classes. Over the last couple of nights, she had gotten right into the middle of all the drinking and partying, and was clearly an outgoing girl. She definitely liked to have a good time.
"Yo," I addressed Bill as I walked into our room.
"Hey man, check this out," he stepped out of the way so he could show me his latest acquisition.
"Where'd you get that?" There was a pretty decently sized TV on the dresser in front of our window.
"There was some garage sale. I went with Erin," he answered. I assumed he meant the girl he hooked up with last night. "But wait, there's more!"
I walked over to the bag he was holding in his hands, and my jaw dropped. Bill had found gold – for twenty bucks he had managed to get this TV, a working Nintendo, a working Nintendo 64, a couple controllers for each, and about 25 games between the two systems.
"How the hell did you get all this for twenty bucks?" I asked incredulous at the deal.
"Some girls who live off campus were having the sale. Apparently one of them had found their boyfriend cheating on him and he hadn't bothered to come pick it up for months, so she was selling everything that was his as well as some other crap."
I hadn't even thought of bringing my Nintendo or Bill's X-Box with us because we didn't have a TV, but this was a pretty great surprise.
"Here," Bill said, tossing me a cable. "Let's get this shit set up and see what else works. I only checked the systems and the TV."
We spent the next hour or so fucking around with all the games, and only one game wasn't working for the old Nintendo. People had been trickling in and out of our room and all the guys were pretty stoked to play some games in the future.
After dinner, Bill came up with the novel solution to expedite our drinking, and a few of us got on the bus and went to the hardware store. For about five bucks each, we ended up making a half dozen beer bongs out of tubing and funnels. I had a feeling partying on our floor was going to become a very popular and out of control thing.
Returning back to the dorm, we found some people had already started to drink. There was a free concert being put on with some local bands playing, as well as a more popular Canadian band I had never heard of that happened to be in the vicinity during their tour. Everyone wanted to get a good buzz going before heading over to that – I was just going to do whatever people were doing, but I wasn't super into the free concert.
As the night went on, we headed over to the huge hill by the football field. The concert was being put on at the bottom of the hill, since the field was having work done for the first game of the season – this let the student get away with free seating, too, since the hill naturally provided everyone with a view. I wasn't really into any of the music, and desperately wanted to just go back to the dorm so we could continue drinking. Some of the guys had thought ahead and just poured some liquor into Coke bottles so it just looked like they were drinking soda, but I was apparently not that smart.
As the last band was beginning to wind down, I decided I was gonna head back before they finished, because I had completely lost my buzz. I stood up, brushed the grass off my jeans and started walking through the people still on the hill towards the road.
"Rob!" I heard someone calling my name.
I was looking around for a good fifteen seconds before the person managed to worm their way through the seated crowd to me. It was Christie, a girl I had been somewhat intimate with a few months earlier.
"Hey, how's it going?" I asked her, continuing to walk up the hill.
"Are you leaving?" she asked, starting to walk with me.
"Ya, I want to get something to drink," I answered. It was nice to see her, even though she wasn't a good friend of mine.
"Is your dorm any good?" she asked, having to take big strides to keep up with my pace.
"Ya, it's been pretty fun so far. How about you? What dorm are you in?"
She lived across campus from me, and wasn't in my program, so I knew I wouldn't see her often.
"Can I come to your room tonight? I want to see how good the parties are there, compared to mine."
"I guess if you want, ya," I answered. The buildings weren't supposed to allow non-residents in during this first week, but if we got back soon enough, the security guards might not have set up their table at the entrance yet.
Luckily, they weren't set up yet, as we walked up the stairs to my floor.
"You guys have a pretty nice setup!" Christie exclaimed, entering our room.
"Ya, Bill got that TV earlier at some yard sale," I explained.
I grabbed a drink for each of us and sat down in my chair while she sat on Bill's bed. We talked for a bit about how it felt to be away from home, and how scary and exciting it was to be in college. It honestly felt like just a few months ago I was entering high school, and now here I was taking the first steps towards a career. The concert must have ended, because we started to here more and more people coming onto the floor. I told her the guys down the hall generally had the most people in their room because they had a really nice sound system hooked up, and we got up to see what was going on.
The party in their room had just gotten started. I introduced her to Andy and Trent and sat on one of their beds while we waited for more people to filter in. Fortunately, this didn't take too long, and in no time, there was music blaring, people boozing, and bodies mashed against each other having a good time. I noticed Bill walk in with a girl I didn't recognize and came to find out that was Erin. I waited until she went to the bathroom a couple minutes later to pull him outside and talk to him where he could easily hear me.
"I thought you didn't want a girlfriend?" I asked him, not beating around the bush.
"I like her, man. Dunno what to tell ya," he answered.
Bill had never had a relationship last more than a couple months, so maybe this was something new he was trying; in reality it was probably just his flavor of the month. He had said before we came here that he was going to just try to fuck as many girls as he could for a while, but I guess that wasn't happening anymore.
After a while, I got tired of the dancing, and was becoming uncomfortably hot from the amount of people in such a small space. I walked into the hall and found a smaller group of people in another room just hanging out and drinking some. Eventually, Christie made her way to this room and asked if she could talk to me. I told everyone I'd be back and went and talked to her in my room.
"About what I said in June, Rob," she reminded me of her desire to blackmail me after finding out I was with Alexa.
"What about it?" I asked. I honestly hadn't remembered that part of our encounter.
"Don't worry about it," she told me. "You don't have to do me any favours," she smiled at me, holding her drink tight to her chest. It was pretty clear she was getting quite tipsy.
"Oh, cool. Thanks," I answered bluntly. Honestly, at this point, I didn't care if she did tell Emily that Alexa and I had been fooling around or even dating. I didn't think I'd see Emily again before the summer, and even then, I didn't think she would care after that much time.
Christie patted the bed beside her, motioning me to sit with her. She crossed her leg over mine as I sat down beside her, and leaned into me, her head on my shoulder. I knew too well where this was going. Christie was a very outgoing girl, so I had never seen her be this shy. I decided to initiate.
Cupping her shoulder, I took her drink and placed it on my desk before leaning her back on the bed. Kissing her gently, she finally started to open up. I had taken her virginity a few months ago, but I wasn't sure if she had been with anyone since that day.
"I've thought about this all summer," she confessed to me, as I began kissing her neck.
"Ya?" I asked, rolling over and pulling her on top of me.
"It was the nicest feeling," she said shyly.
We began kissing again, my hand groping her ass through her jeans, one hand snaking down her panties to allow for a full globe of flesh in my hand. She moaned into my mouth, rubbing her pussy on my leg through our clothes.
"Make love to me," she half-asked me.
It took all of my restraint to not burst out laughing at the audacity of the request. I was for sure going to fuck this girl, and I would try to be somewhat gentle about it, but there was in no way any love for her in my mind or heart.
I sat up, holding her to me so she wouldn't fall off the bed, and then took my shirt off. Her legs hooked around me, as I pulled her top off, admiring her body. She was by no stretch the hottest girl in the world, but her olive-tone skin was pretty sexy. I unhooked her bra, bending over to take a nipple into my mouth. She was thrusting her hips against my stomach, as my hands roved around her nipples, squeezing and gently pulling. This continued for a few minutes until I had to pry her legs off me to take her jeans off. This tiny girl was wearing nothing but panties, still trying to hide herself from the guy who was about to ravage her as I took my own jeans off. Not wasting any more time, I pulled the sheets back, stepped out of my boxers, and laid down on the bed, holding the sheets up for her to climb in. She shut the lights off, and carefully got into the bed with me. I reached down, and allowed her to lift her hips so I could shimmy her panties off, before I resumed my oral attention to her breasts.
I reached up to grab a condom, put it on, and climbed between her legs. She was incredibly tight. It took a bit of effort to get halfway in, and I slowly fucked her in and out as she stretched to accommodate me. After a while, I realized I wouldn't be able to fuck her with full strokes, so I just continued with my slower pace, allowing her to enjoy our copulation this time. She was kissing me very gently, and didn't seem incredibly comfortable with my tongue wrestling hers. She was hesitant with any position that wasn't missionary, but I eventually got her to enjoy taking it from behind, and she was on her hands and knees with me behind her when Bill walked in and flicked the lights on before either Christie or I could make a sound of protest.
"Whoa, shit. Sorry, bro," Bill yelled, covering his eyes and trying to find the light switch behind him.
Christie was fully under the sheets at this point and I just sat there, naked, not sure what to do.
"You guys need a spotter?" Bill asked. I appreciated his humor most of the time, but this wasn't one of them.
"What the fuck, Bill, GET OUT!" Christie yelled from under the blankets.
"Who do you have in there?" Bill finally got the lights out and was standing in the doorway.
"Christie," I told him.
"GET OUT," Christie screeched again.
"Christie from high school?" Bill asked. "You guys sure you don't want another set of hands or something?"
I threw a bottle of water at him and he got the message, quickly leaving and shutting the door behind him. This was the second time I'd had a physical encounter with this girl cut short, and I was actually kind of disappointed this time instead of panicked. Before I could even begin to convince Christie to stay, she was up, dressed, and out the door. Feeling frustrated, and left hard as a rock, I pulled the condom off, and lay there for a few minutes, waiting for my blood to resume its normal flow. I got dressed and went to find Bill, so we could have a talk about why my mood was so negative.
Finding him in the common room with a few people, I punched him on the arm – not very hard, but hard enough to know he had crossed a line. He apologized, and I kind of went off on him in front of all these people. Yelling that I had walked in on him the night before and left immediately, and how it was disrespectful and not okay to pull shit like that. He apologized again before I realized everyone in the room had stopped what they were doing and had been staring at us since I punched him. I looked around at all the people, embarrassed that I had gotten so mad like that, and just walked out of the room. I went downstairs to get a slice of pizza from the snack bar in the cafeteria, and went outside. I managed to bum a cigarette off some random girl, and shot the shit with the people outside smoking for a bit before going back upstairs and apologizing to Bill. He apologized again as well, and we went back to our room to play some video games. We left the door open, and a few people made their way in – the night was still relatively young, but it was well past the noise cutoff, so people were just drinking and talking casually. Eventually, most of the people went to bed, and it was just Bill, Ashley, Judy and I left. I had had enough of the games and was just laying on my bed, with my head propped up and drinking some water. Ashley came over and lay down beside me, cuddling into my side. Judy asked Bill if he wanted to go for a walk, and he accepted to give me some privacy with Ashley in an effort to make up for his cock block earlier.
There was nothing special about this girl, but after only two days of knowing her, it was getting easy to see her as my 'go to' girl; it's what she wanted the whole time, but I hadn't thought it would happen so quickly. We got right down to business, taking our clothes off and beginning to fuck.
I had a lot of pent up sexual energy to release, so I began to hammer in and out of her rapidly. Within minutes her pussy trembled around me, massaging my cock. I waited until her body stopped tensing and resumed my plunging. It didn't take long before I could feel myself getting close, and she locked her legs around me, wordlessly directing my next actions. Grabbing under her shoulders, my ass flexed as I drove deep into her before my cock started to spasm and flood her pussy. We kissed affectionately for a few minutes before she got up and cleaned herself off before returning to bed.
I woke up reasonably early the next day and climbed out of bed while Ashley was still asleep. Going downstairs, I returned and woke her up with some coffee and a few pieces of fruit from the cafeteria. I noticed Bill hadn't returned and hoped he had managed to get lucky with Judy – there was something about her that screamed out to me that she was a great fuck.
Ashley and I went and had a shower together, this time mostly innocent – just some kissing and groping, but no penetration of any kind. There was nothing on the freshman agenda today, so I was content to just laze around the dorm and maybe drink some beer. I bumped into Judy in the hall, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary – I still had no idea where Bill was, though.
"How's it goin?"
"Alright," she answered. "Trying to figure out what to do today," she explained.
"Me, too. I was thinking about maybe going to the mall and seeing what there is there." I was really reaching here – I never went to malls unless I had a shopping agenda.
"That'd be kinda fun," she replied. "Do you want to? I can drive."
"You have a car here? Sweet. Ya, if you want. Should we see if anyone else wants to?"
We asked the few people whose doors were open but no one wanted to go with us. I poked my head in my room to check if Bill wanted to go, but he was nowhere to be seen. Making our way down to her car, we were at the mall in a matter of minutes. She was a pretty open girl, and had a pretty good attitude about things in general. After walking aimlessly around for a couple hours and going into stores to check out things, we had managed to spend a tiny bit of money each at a couple stores to help decorate our rooms. I learned that Judy actually lived just outside the town where our college was, so she knew the area really well. Her dad was actually part of the faculty, so she got her education for free, and had worked in high school to afford room and board so she wouldn't have to attend college while living with her parents. Most importantly, she knew a lot of people around town, and was able to hook us up with some pot pretty easily.
We were talking as we drove back to the dorm, and she had mentioned that Bill and I seemed liked pretty fun guys. We liked to have a good time, and most people were seemingly having an easy time fitting in due to similar interests in alcohol and laughter.
"So did you and Bill find another party still going in the wee hours of the morning after you left?" I referred to last night. I still had no idea where Bill was.
"Nope," she answered bluntly, before realizing I was waiting for more than a one-word answer. "We went outside and I had a cigarette, and I asked if he wanted to go for that walk, and he said he was tired and going to bed. I haven't seen him since last night."
"Oh, weird." I said.
"I haven't seen him either." He definitely didn't come back last night - Ashley and I would have been awake long enough for Judy to smoke a cigarette and Bill to come back upstairs. "I'm sure he'll turn up."
"Ya, I was kinda bummed," she confessed.
"You into him?" I asked in a teasing tone.
"Ya, he's hot."
"He's definitely a good-looking guy," I agreed. He had been since I could remember. He was always a pretty handsome dude and never really had problems attracting equally good-looking women at parties.
"You should put in a good word," she laughed, somewhat nervously. She was trying to play it off like a joke, but it wasn't working on me.
"If you want. He mentioned last night he wants to see this girl he met some more. Knowing him, there's no telling how long it will last, though. Safe bet would be that he's single by October."
"Oh, well if he's already seeing someone…" she trailed off.
"You wouldn't want to fool around with him if he has a girlfriend?"
"Well… I dunno what I'd do," she answered. "I don't want to be 'that' girl, but he's fucking hot."
"You're in college, Judy," I laughed. "Have some fun while you still can."
She didn't answer as she parked the car. We joked around a bit as we walked upstairs, and I mockingly thanked 'my lady' for a rather enjoyable day, bowing before her. She pretended to curtsy and we went to our rooms to put our purchases away. A few minutes later, I walked down the hall and found her door open.
"Knock knock," I said, poking my head around the doorframe.
"What's up?" Judy's roommate asked.
"Nothing much. Hey Juuuudy, wanna go use our last purchase?"
"What are you talking about?" Her roommate answered for her.
"We bought some pot," Judy stated plainly. "You wanna come with us?"
Her roommate did not, and didn't seem too thrilled that big, bad, scary drugs were in her dorm room. We quickly made our way outside and walked around for fifteen minutes, finally deciding to just smoke it in the trees off a pathway between buildings.
"So, you and Ashley," she abruptly notes out loud.
"Hahaha… what about me and Ashley?" This was decent pot, and I could already feel myself loosening up a bit.
"Well she climbed in your bed for starters, and you didn't seem too unfamiliar with the feeling."
"Ya, well. Things happen," I smiled warmly at her.
"She's a chatty girl… just so you know."
"What do you mean?"
"Well girls talk, Rob. She talks more than most girls I know."
"About what exactly?" This sudden conversation was killing my buzz.
"Well if everything she says is true, that she seduced you the first night here, that you have a girlfriend from home who is okay with you fucking other girls, and some other stuff."
"Well… ya. I guess she's not really wrong about that," I offered.
"You have a girlfriend?"
"Ya. It's complicated… weird," I began. "I care about her a lot, but we know it's unrealistic to go maybe weeks or months without seeing each other and staying faithful. We both love each other, but we also both love sex."
"So you cheat on each other?"
"In a way, I guess. We've only seen each other twice in the last three months, so I've kept her up to date about girls and stuff. She does the same."
"You're ok with it?"
"I really love her. We decided that what we have is special enough to make it work, but we know how crazy it is to try to stay faithful at colleges so far apart. I'm not ok with the idea of random guys fucking my girlfriend, but it's not like it's a one-way street. It's just weird," I finished.
"So you can just fuck whoever you want?"
"I mean… I guess? We're supposed to ask permission, but I haven't even talked to her in a few days now, so I don't know what's going on."
"Well Ashley did mention that you had to call your girlfriend after she seduced you."
I laughed. "She didn't really seduce me. I wanted to fuck her just as much as she wanted to fuck me. I just did what I figured was right, I guess. Trying to do right by Alexa as much as I could in that situation."
"I figured Ashley was just talking a lot of shit to try to make us think she was cool or something."
"Us? How many people has she talked to?"
"It was just me and Candice," Judy explained. "She said about seducing you, that you had a girlfriend, that she was going to make you're her boyfriend, and…" I cut her off.
"She's absolutely not going to make me her boyfriend. If she wants to fuck me, that's fine, but she knows I'm going to be with Alexa no matter what."
"I'm just telling you what she said," Judy seemed hurt by my sudden raising of my voice.
"Sorry," I rubbed her shoulder. "I just don't want her spreading the wrong impression. I'm not 'hers' or anything, and she can't really do anything to change that."
"Wanna head back?" Judy asked. It was starting to get a little dark in the trees.
"Sure," I said, holding the branches apart for her to walk back towards the path.
"Oh, one more thing," Judy said, walking ahead of me. "She's also telling girls that you're big."
"Your dick," she laughed.
"What the fuck? How many girls?"
"Well I've heard most of the girls in our pod talking about it already, so probably anyone who'll listen."
"Jesus Christ, this girl is something else," I muttered.
"I figure if the other stuff she said was mostly true," Judy stopped to turn around with a smile on her face. "Well?" she asked after I didn't say anything.
I stared at her for a second, before smiling back at her.
"Lucky you," she laughed, starting to walk again.
We got back to the dorm, grabbed dinner, and headed back upstairs.
"Hey, Rob," Ashley said, as we walked onto our floor with the food.
I looked at Judy, looked back at Ashley, and then walked around to my room without saying anything. Judy followed me into my room, and I closed the door behind her in Ashley's face. She wasn't smart enough to keep what I thought was private to herself, but she was at least smart enough to not knock on that door in that moment.
"You ok?" Judy looked sincerely worried.
"I'm fine. I just didn't really want to talk her," I said between mouthfuls of food.
"She only told me and Candice that I know of about your girlfriend," Judy tried to make things seem a bit better.
"If she's telling every girl about my size, she's probably telling everything she can to whoever will listen."
"Well… at least telling other girls about your size isn't really a bad thing," she smiled.
"I guess."
"No, seriously. A lot of the girls I've heard talking about it weren't just saying 'Rob's dick is big'. They were pretty much drooling over the idea of getting with you."
"For real?"
"Ya, Rob," she began. "There's probably a couple dozen girls who already want to fuck you because of Ashley. So, it's not all bad, right?"
I couldn't help but laugh. "Where do put a signup sheet?"
"Oh gross, Rob." Judy smacked me for my crass joke.
"Does size really matter that much to you?" I asked, genuinely curious.
"To me? Not really. As long as I can feel it, I'm fine."
"What about other girls?"
"Well a few of the girls I heard talking said they definitely preferred bigger guys. Sally said her boyfriend is a foot long, but I think she's full of shit."
I didn't remember if I had met Sally.
"How big are you anyway?" Judy seemed overly focused on this subject.
"Above average," I gave her an intentionally vague answer.
"What's average, like five inches?"
"I think five or six, ya. It probably depends who you ask," I laughed.
"So you're what… like a little above average?"
"Do you want me to just take my pants off and get hard?" I jokingly offered.
"Maybe after dinner," she laughed.
I held my hands apart to show her about how big I was.
"Oh, wow. That's pretty big. My ex was like this big," she said, holding her fingers about half a foot apart.
I didn't know how to answer her that. She was an incredibly open person.
"Sorry," she started to blush, and continued eating.
"It's cool," I smiled, finishing my dinner.
As she finished hers, she looked back up. "Ok, so let's see it."
"See what?"
"We're done eating," she leaned back on my bed, propping herself up with her elbows.
"I was kidding," I told her.
"Oh come on. I don't bite," she smiled seductively.
"Are you serious?"
"Ya. I just want to see it. I've never seen one that big."
"Not even in porn?"
"I've never watched porn," she answered. "Come on, it's just me. Here, I'll help you out," she took off her shirt.
She had a good body – smallish tits, but a tight stomach and nice ass. Unhooking her bra, she returned to her leaning position, waiting for me to take my cock out.
"Come on," she nagged. "You'll fuck a girl the day you meet her, but won't show another girl your dick?"
"Fine," I finally conceded.
I undid my jeans, pulled them down, turned away from her, and began to pull on my cock through my boxers. I was rubbing myself for only a few moments when Judy came over and sat in a chair right in front of me to get a closer look. Finally, I pulled my cock out and turned to face her.
"Holy shit," her eyes bugged out of her head.
I flexed my cock to make it jump a little. Judy bit her lip and looked me in the eyes.
"That is a big fucking dick," she laughed. "My boyfriend came to like here," she pointed to about an inch and a half shy of the head.
"You like it?"
"It's huge," she exclaimed, still stunned by my size.
"Here," I said, taking her hand and gently wrapping it around my girth. Her fingers were so small she couldn't close her hand around me.
Instinctively, she began to jerk me up and down, very slowly, barely blinking as she stared at my meat. I took a couple small steps closer to the chair, so the head of my cock was just inches from her face. She finally broke her gaze, looking me in the eyes, and then returning her gaze lower.
"Come on," I told her. "You can't just make me get hard and then leave me hanging."
She didn't need any further encouragement. Opening her mouth as wide as she could, she got about three inches into her mouth before she gagged. I reached down and played gently with her breasts while she tried to fit more of me in her mouth. Finally giving up, she sucked on the inches she could fit in, while jerking me off with both of her tiny hands.
"You wanna fuck?" I looked down at her, awaiting her answer.
"Not tonight," she answered, before continuing to try to fit me further in her mouth.
I grabbed her chin, pulling her off, and went and lay down on my bed. Curling my finger, I beckoned her over to me, and she sat beside me, continuing to try to work my cock. I put my arms behind my head, relaxing and enjoying the light sensation for a while, until I could feel that familiar feeling in my lower region.
"I'm gonna cum soon," I told her.
A muffled 'okay' came in response, as she continued to jerk and suck, trying to coax my cream out. I reached over, grabbing her ass and squeezing as my cock started to spew into her mouth. When I had stopped cumming, she walked a few steps towards my desk, squatted, and spat my cum out of her mouth and into the garbage.
"No good?" I laughed.
"I've never liked the taste," she explained.
My cock was still standing straight up, and she came over and lay down beside me on the bed.
"You know, I've never done anything like that before."
"Like… a blowjob?"
"No," she laughed. "I've done that… just not with someone I barely know. It was exciting."
"It felt pretty good for me too," I grinned.
"I won't tell anyone," she seemed to want to make sure I could trust her.
"I know. You're a chill lady," I laughed.
She put her shirt on and stood back up. "What are you doing tonight?"
"I dunno," I answered. "There's a foam party in the quad or something. I'm probably just going to hang out here, though."
"Cool," she said, staring at me.
"Well, I'm about to leave, so… you probably want to put something on before I open the door?"
Laughing, I stood up and dressed myself.
"Thanks for a great day, Rob," she said, smiling.
"You too, Judy," I told her, as she turned to walk out of the room. "And thanks for telling me about Ashley's big mouth."
"Ya, no problem. I wouldn't want someone talking that much about me, either."
After a few minutes, I propped the door open and started playing around on the Nintendo. Andy came in, and we fucked around with video games for an hour or two before he decided to go check out the foam party. I left my door open and just lay down on my bed on top of my sheets.
I decided to call Alexa, and we talked for a bit before she had to go to a party. It felt like we hadn't talked in months as we both had so much to tell each other. She had slept with a guy, so I told her I'd slept with a couple girls. We talked for a while and realized that our 'ask permission' policy wasn't going to work very well and maybe we should just see each other when we could during the school year, and until those times, we just wouldn't worry about what the other one was doing. It was honestly for the best. I had fucked three girls and gotten head from another without really giving it much thought. She had fucked the one dude without calling me either, so I knew things were going to be shady in that regard. I told her I loved her, she said the same, and we said our goodbyes. I was still on my bed, when someone knocked on the open door.
"Can I come in?" It was Kathy, my Resident Advisor.
"Sure," I told her, sitting up on my bed. "What's up?"
"You're the only person on the floor right now," she told me. "Didn't feel like going to the foam party?"
"Nah, I've got a lot on my mind."
"Well, I'm here to talk to if you want to. It's kind of my job," she laughed.
"It's ok. I jut needed a bit of a rest from all the partying."
"Ya, you guys drink way more than I did as a freshman."
"Well school hasn't started yet, so I think people want to party hard until it does," I offered my reasoning.
"This is my third year as an RA in this dorm, Rob. The partying doesn't stop. It might wane a bit during finals, but people in this dorm tend to be nuts all year."
"Well… shit," I laughed.
"Don't worry about it. Take a break like you are right now. If you're getting stressed, just take a night off and don't let anyone bother you with anything."
"Thanks," I smiled at her as she stood up and began walking out of the room.
"Oh, one more thing. If security guards notice you smell like marijuana, they're probably going to call the cops to come search you. Just a heads up."
"Uhh, thanks?"
"I don't care if you do that. Obviously not in the dorm, though. Just letting you know."
"Ya, not in the dorm," I repeated. "Thanks, Kathy."
She nodded, before turning out of the room and continuing her evening patrol of the dorm. I took some of the things I had bought earlier in the day out of the bag and started putting them up around my side of the room, when Bill walked in.
"Dude. Where have you been?" I asked.
"With Erin," he answered nonchalantly.
"Oh. Cool."
"That foam party was fucking gay, man," he started, continuing on to explain why he didn't like it.
"That's why I didn't go," I winked at him.
"Ya, I was gonna ask. You're like the only person on the floor right now. You alright?"
"Ya, I just needed to chill. I called Alexa and we talked for a bit, and I was just hanging out here and relaxing. My liver can't take all this drinking," I joked
"I had an awful hangover this morning," Bill said. "Sorry again about last night, man."
"It's cool," I reassured him.
We both turned in for an early night.
I had just woken up from my first full night of sleep since I arrived at college – I understandably felt incredibly well rested. Bill and I had breakfast and then went to pick up our textbooks. My high school had a fair amount of good-looking girls, especially in my grade, but that was nothing compared to college. It seemed like everywhere I looked there were girls who were well above average in looks. We even ran into some of Lisa's friends from back home (Lisa was Bill's older sister). We got our books and returned to our dorm just in time for a pod meeting. The RAs wanted to go over a few things with us to help acclimate us to college life. They reminded the guys that under no circumstances were men allowed on the female floor after hours – some guys had apparently been drunkenly breaking this rule. They understood that it would take some getting used to, but other RAs on duty might be less understanding and the penalty went from a simple warning the first time to a meeting with the dean of residency the second time to discuss what would happen. Next, they addressed sexual activity. It was weird how different it was from high school. Years ago, sexual education as kind of a joke, and everyone would just make fun of the entire experience. At college, people seemed legitimately concerned with being correct about things. They gave out a bunch of condoms as well that they had paid for themselves, encouraging us to be smart about our decisions.
I made the choice to go to the clinic that afternoon, and it was a less-than-pleasant experience (fortunately things are different now, so hopefully most guys will never have to feel that kind of discomfort). They told me they would e-mail my student account with the results when they were ready – probably not until the middle of next week since it was Friday.
That evening, there was a mandatory address to our entire dorm by the dean of the college, explaining the dropout rate, what it takes to succeed at college, and how important it is to not let the fun of being away from home interfere with your education. He finished by telling us to enjoy being young while we could, but to also realize that there were now expectations on many of us that were probably unfamiliar – self-motivation would be more important than ever.
After he finished, I went back upstairs to start our weekend-long party. The school offered no more Orientation events, and it was now time for us to integrate ourselves. We ended up having what would become a pretty typical party for our pod. Drinking games, dancing, people fooling around – all of these were happening in various rooms. I had been playing Kings with some people in one of the girl's rooms on the lower floor of our pod, and was getting a good buzz going. I had managed to avoid getting completely drunk so far, which was a big step for me. As the night went on, people kept coming and going – everyone seemed to be getting along reasonably well so far.
I eventually decided to go back up to my floor and see what was going on. Bill was busy with Erin in our room, and a lot of people seemed to have disappeared behind closed doors. I managed to find Judy and Candice hanging out in Candice's room. Candice's roommate had apparently decided that college was not for her after only a couple days, so she had the room to herself until the spot got filled.
"So no one's sleeping on that bed?" I asked her.
"Nope. I've just been tossing my clothes on it."
"Would it be cool if I slept on it since Bill has a girl in the room?"
"Uhh," Candice took a second to size me up.
"He's a nice guy, Candice." Judy vouched for me. "I'd be more worried about him, sleeping on that mattress." It wasn't exceptionally nice looking.
"I guess if you want," Candice agreed.
"Thanks," I smiled at her. "The couch in the lounge is alright, but not great."
We kept talking for a while – I left to go to the bathroom and came back to find a couple more people had joined the conversation: Ashley and Tamara.
"Hey, Rob," Tamara practically yelled.
"How's it going?" I asked her. She was nice, but kind of annoying. The kind of person who you don't want to be mean to, but they tag along and try to involve themselves with people who are just too polite to tell them to go away.
"Pretty good. It's so fun here. I'm super drunk," she said quite plainly. I was pretty sure she wasn't remotely drunk, because I hadn't seen her with a drink in her hand since I had been at college.
"Cool stuff. You ready for class in a couple days?"
"Ya, it should be fun."
This awkward conversation continued for a few moments until Candice announced that she wanted to go to bed. Tamara said her goodnights, and Ashley announced she would be following after she went to the bathroom – except Ashley didn't leave. I realized they were just trying to get Tamara to take a hike when Ashley locked the door a few seconds after Tamara left.
"I'm trying to be nice, but she's too much," Ashley sighed. "Maybe I can stay here tonight?"
"Rob's already sleeping here," Candice informed her.
"Bill has a girl over," I told her.
"Well can we just share the bed?"
"I'd rather not," I began. We still hadn't talked since the day before, and I had no idea what she might try, even with another person in the room. "I just want a bed to sleep on and it's going to be cramped enough beside all of Candice's clothes."
"I can move the clothes," Candice rolled her eyes at me.
Judy was the only one who understood why I didn't want to share the bed, and she shared a sympathetic look with me.
"I guess," I conceded. I really didn't want to until I could at least explain why I was so annoyed with her yesterday.
We all talked for a while longer before Judy left. Candice grabbed all her clothes and dumped them in her closet before changing into sweats and getting into her bed.
"Which side do you want?" Ashley asked.
"Whatever," I answered, waiting for her to pick a side.
She wanted the outside, so I lay down on my back, with my side against the cold wall. Ashley lay beside me, as Candice shut the lights out and climbed into bed herself. Within a few minutes, Candice started to snore – it was not just heavy breathing or light snoring, either. Her snoring was loud enough to keep me awake.
"Wow she snores loud," Ashley whispered.
"Yup," I answered.
"Are you pissed at me or something?"
"Well when I find out a girl has been going around talking about personal things about me and my life, it kind of pisses me off, ya."
"I'm sorry. I try not to, but I don't know… I just do it without thinking about it," she explained.
"That makes it ok?"
"No. I don't know what to tell you. I'm sorry."
"Ya, well… you'll understand if I'm not really willing to accept an apology yet right?"
"I do," she answered. "Can I do anything to make it up to you?" Her hand rubbed my arm gently.
I knew what she meant, but I didn't really feel like indulging her. Candice was snoring like a wildebeest, but there was no telling how little noise could wake her. On top of that, I knew that it was a dangerous road to go down with Ashley – she has sex with me, opens her big mouth, and then makes it up to me by having sex with me? The idea seemingly put me in an all-too-familiar position of anger that I wasn't a big fan of.
"Not tonight," I told her.
"She's not gonna wake up if that's what you're thinking," she kept rubbing my arm, slowly moving towards my chest.
"Ya, but this bed is gross," I tried to think of another excuse quickly.
"We can go somewhere else," she leaned over me and I could feel her breath on my neck.
"So, you want to fuck some more so you can tell anyone who'll listen?" I cut to the chase.
"I'll try not to… it's not like anything new at this point, though."
She did have a point, albeit a pretty shitty one. If people thought we had had sex, or were even having sex, they probably wouldn't be fazed by it happening again. She must have taken my pause as encouragement, because her hand started working its way down my body and rubbing my cock through my pants.
"Where can we even go?" I asked.
"I dunno… let's just go. We can come back here to sleep – Candice will still probably be snoring like crazy."
I let her lead me from the room, as we stood in the hall for a second, wondering where to go. The bathrooms were in a pretty terrifying state because the janitors didn't clean on weekends, and a lot of people had gotten far too drunk. We walked into the lounge and found a few people sleeping on the couches in there. Next, we tried the study room, which but it was locked. Eventually, we found an empty room on the lower floor of our pod that had some sturdy-looking tables and a few chairs in it. Grabbing my belt, she pulled me towards her and sat in one of the chairs. Undoing my belt, she fished my cock out of my pants through the fly. She flicked her tongue under my head, teasing me while she jerked me to full length. It was pretty dark in the room – the only light was coming through a small window in the door. I felt her moving around, her hand still jerking me, and leading me towards one of the tables. I didn't need to see where she was placing my cock – the heat was a dead giveaway.
I started to push into her pussy, and felt her pushing back in turn. I leaned forwards to find her breasts in the dark, as my other hand reached around her legs to rub her clit. Ashley moaned loudly as I started to pick up speed, rubbing her clit as I pumped in and out of her hot hole. I pulled out of her and told her to lie down on the table, before entering her again. I held her legs against my chest as I pushed deep into her, her hips lifting her ass off the table to try to get as much of me in as she could. Ashley wrapped her legs around me, squeezing her thighs into my hips as her pussy began to spasm around me. I grabbed her waist and lifted her up, pushing her against the wall and bending my knees slightly to allow me to fuck up into her. Her head was resting on my shoulders as I assaulted her pussy. Her legs tightened their grip again as she came for a second time.
"Fuuuuuck!" she screamed, very loudly.
I pulled her head back, clamping my hand over hers before replacing my hand with my mouth. I laid her back down on the table, before continuing to pump in and out of her, as I felt my own orgasm boiling up. She began to meet my thrusts again as I shoved three fingers into her mouth. She eagerly sucked my fingers, and I could feel her trying to swallow them down. I quickened my pace for a few moments, before pulling out of her and pulling her to the edge of the table and forcing her to her knees. Ashley eagerly opened wide, pulling me into her mouth just as I exploded. She took me all the way down her throat, every swallow sending a shock of pleasure through my cock and all the way up and down my body. I held her head in place until the spasms stopped, before pulling out of her mouth.
"Oh my god, that was great," she panted, catching her breath.
I pulled her to her feet and we made our way back upstairs. Candice must have woken up at some point, because her door was locked.
"I'm just gonna sleep in my room – Bill and Erin are probably asleep anyway," I had checked my phone and it was late enough that the sun would be coming up soon.
"Can I sleep with you?"
"If you want… you don't like your bed?"
"Tamara gets up really early, and makes a lot of noise after she gets back from having a shower."
"Ok… just be quiet," I told her, opening the door to my room. There was silence as I expected.
We crawled into bed and I allowed her to snuggle into me as I quickly fell asleep.
It was already after noon when I woke up, Ashley still using my arm as an extra pillow. I crawled out from under her, and noticed that Bill had left a note on my desk telling me he was going to sleep in Erin's room that night.
"Wanna go get something to eat?" I asked Ashley, as she tried to get back to sleep.
"What time is it?"
"The cafeteria is gonna close soon," I told her – they closed every day between two and four to clean and prep for dinner.
"Ok, let's grab something."
We walked downstairs, and I noticed that she was being somewhat shy around other people we she had no problems talking to in days past. We talked about it, and she said she was trying to make a conscious effort to not be gossipy, which I really appreciated. After we ate, I told her I was going to have a shower, and she said she was going back to sleep. I got out of the shower and walked in to find her sitting on my bed.
"Tamara is listening to music and singing really loud… can I sleep here?"
"Ya, go nuts," I told her.
I played some Super Mario 64 on mute, just enjoying reliving my youth. After an hour or so, Ashley woke up and went to have a shower herself. I took this opportunity to walk around the floor and see what people were up to – some people were going to grab dinner soon and get an early start on partying. Some of the guys wanted to go to a strip club just off campus, and some of the girls even wanted to join in.
We arrived at the strip club and it was definitely a seedy place. I know most strip clubs aren't exactly five-star venues, but this place was in a rundown part of town and just did not look very appealing on the outside. Fortunately, the inside was decorated reasonably nicely, and once I had been there a few minutes, I forgot all my worries of being mugged in an alley.
We got some front row seats at the main stage and sat back to enjoy the show. The girls, who had seemed super excited to go to a strip club, all of a sudden were not really enjoying it – not really a big shocker for the guys. They weren't making a stink about strip clubs objectifying women, but it was easy to see most of them were really uncomfortable. Ashley, on the other hand, was one of the few girls with us who seemed just as into the experience as the guys. I saw her talking to one of the strippers walking through the room trying to sell dances, and pointing over in our direction.
"Your friend here says you want a special dance," the stripper cooed in my ear.
"I don't have any money for a dance," I told her. I did have cash, I just really didn't feel like spending twenty bucks on a few minutes of so-called fun where I wasn't allowed to touch anything.
"It's already paid for sweety," she said, pulling me out of my chair and leading me towards the private area.
I sat down where she told me as she pulled a curtain around us, but not before Ashley stepped into the seat area with us.
"You bought us a dance?" I asked her, having to talk loudly over the music.
"I bought you a dance," she smiled at me. "I'm just here to get some tips and maybe join in the dancing."
"My name is Destiny, sweety. Just relax and let me take care of you," she said, beginning to grind her legs on mine.
I was smiling from ear to ear, looking from Ashley, back to Destiny, and back to Ashley again. Ashley was watching Destiny as well, biting her lip as Destiny started grinding her ass on my crotch. She put her bikini strap in my mouth and told me to bite down as she pulled away, letting her huge fake breasts pop free. Turning around, she pushed her tits into my face, rubbing one on each cheek, before lightly slapping my face with them. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Ashley barely rubbing her hand on her pussy through her jeans.
"Your girl tells me you got a big cock," Destiny said in my ear. "Fifty bucks and I'll suck it for you, baby," she got on her knees, rubbing her tits on my groin.
I shook my head, leaving her somewhat disappointed. She grabbed my rock hard cock through my jeans, her lips curling up in approval, before she sat on my lap and allowed my hands to roam her tight stomach. She motioned Ashley over and said something to her I couldn't hear. Ashley nodded and I noticed her reach into her purse. I had to yell to ask what she was doing – apparently Destiny had said I didn't have money for a blowjob, and Ashley was going to pay. Clearly, Destiny was a crafty whore. I told her I was ok without it, and Destiny continued to dance for a few more minutes before our time was up.
"Why did you want her to suck my dick?" I asked Ashley while we were walking back to rejoin our friends.
"I thought you'd like it and it could be another part of me making it up to you for telling people about you."
"Don't worry about it. I don't want some stripper giving me herpes or something," I told her. I still had the visit to the clinic fresh in my mind, and it was not something I wanted to do again so soon.
"I'll figure out another way, then," she winked at me as she sat down.
As the party went on, everyone decided they had had enough of the strip club and wanted to go back to the dorm to party a bit. It was still a couple hours before midnight, so we decided we could probably walk since we were in such a big group. Halfway back, a few of the guys decided they wanted to stop and get subs or burgers, so I kept walking with one other guy and all of the girls. There was a group walking ahead of everyone, and Andy was with them, so I slowed my pace to stay behind with Ashley, Judy and Candice, who seemed to be becoming fast friends.
"That was so much fun," Ashley said for the millionth time.
"I didn't really like it too much," Candice shrugged.
"Why not?" Judy asked.
"I dunno. Not my thing, I guess. It'd be ok to do once in a while, but I don't get how people can go there so often."
To be fair," I pointed out, "most guys don't even go to strip clubs that often." I had been old enough to enter a strip club for eight months and this was only the second time I had gone – the other was on a friend's eighteenth birthday.
We arrived back at the dorm and had to check in with security before going back upstairs. The floor was relatively quiet since a large number of its residents had been out with us. The four of us entered my room and I got some drinks out of the fridge for everyone. We chatted for a while and more people joined us, so we started to play some drinking games. Around two or three in the morning, an RA came by to tell us to keep it down and suggested everyone get some sleep since there was only one more day before classes began. Most of the people left, and it was down to just the four of us again. I hadn't noticed, but the girls were clearly more inebriated than I was – it took Candice stumbling when she stood up to make herself another drink for me to clue in. I took her hand and led her back to Bill's bed where she had been sitting and told her I think she should take it easy and drink some water for the rest of the night. This evidently upset her judging by what she said next.
"Look at Mr. Big making all the decisions," she slightly slurred.
I saw Ashley's face show color for a change as she blushed in embarrassment.
"Candice!" she sniped at her.
"Oh, he knows everyone knows – I'm sure he can handle it. He's a big boy," she laughed at her joke while I shook my head and Ashley looked mortified. "So how big is it anyway?"
"Big enough," I answered curtly.
"Come on, everyone else here has seen it, why can't I?"
I shot Judy a dirty look, and she lowered her gaze.
"You girls are all so fucking chatty, aren't you," I snapped.
"When did Judy see you naked?" Ashley asked from beside me.
"None of your business," I sighed.
"Did you fuck her?" Ashley's tone was getting very aggressive.
"No," I replied.
Ashley looked at Judy.
"No, we didn't sleep together," she reassured her.
"Well then how?" Ashley demanded.
"What does it matter?" I asked her.
"I think I have a right to know since I've shared your bed a couple times," she told me indignantly.
"You're not my girlfriend," I reminded her. "Who I fool around with is none of your business."
"So you guys fooled around?"
"It was nothing serious, Ash… honest," Judy tried to calm her down.
"How much is 'nothing serious' to you, Judy?"
"I gave him head. Can we just drop it?"
Ashley got up and stormed out of the room, Judy following her trying to apologize and clear the air. Candice just continued to sit on Bill's bed, smiling to herself.
"What's your fucking problem?" I asked her.
"I don't have a problem," she laughed.
"You're just as fucking bad as any of them… trying to start shit."
"Hey, I'm not the one going around telling girls I sucked your dick or I fucked you or any of that," she defended herself. "I didn't ask either of them to tell me, but they did. Maybe you should blame them."
"I do blame them. You're not helping any, though."
"Maybe I wasn't trying to help," she smiled evilly.
"What do you mean?"
"Maybe I wanted them to be mad at each other so they'd leave," she said standing up and stretching.
I could not believe how deceptive and ruthless these girls were with me and with each other. I also knew what had happened the last time one of the girls here had pissed me off and it ended with me feeling kind of badly about what I'd done to her.
"So you wanna mess around or what?" Candice interrupted my thoughts.
"You don't want to do that," I said as calmly as I could.
"Sure I do. All these girls are talking about your big dick. I want to see how it is for myself."
I stood up and told her to leave. She responded by walking to the door and locking it before turning around.
"Come on. Let me just blow you like Judy did. I give great head," she bragged.
I was ready to abuse the fuck out of this girl, and knew I didn't want to. I pushed past her and walked out of my room, leaving her standing there with her mouth open. I went downstairs and outside and was lucky to find a couple people smoking. I asked if I could buy a smoke and the one guy just handed me a cigarette and asked if I was ok. We talked for a while, and I eventually calmed down enough that I could go back upstairs. I said my thanks for the cigarette and the talk, and made sure to remember their faces in case I ran into them again. As I walked back onto my floor, Kathy was standing in the hall rubbing her eyes.
"What's going on?" I asked her.
"I just had to deal with three of the girls on our floor yelling at each other for the last ten minutes and I'm exhausted."
"Yaaaaa… I think I know what that's about."
We went into her room, and I explained everything that had happened and had relevance to the three girls yelling. Kathy understood and encouraged me to maybe distance myself from at least two of them, and maybe not spend any time alone with the three of them for a while. She also told me to just ignore anything people might say about me or my decisions and to just live my life how I want to. I could tell she was genuinely concerned about my wellbeing and I thanked her profusely before allowing her to get back to sleep. Walking into my room, I saw Ashley sitting on my bed, her eyes puffy, and tears still on her face.
"I'm so sorry," she sobbed.
"It's fine," I answered her. I had calmed down a lot in the last half hour and just accepted that things were going to be weird and maybe a little crazy for a while. Kathy had pointed out that, once classes began, people wouldn't have enough time to spend much worrying about things like this.
Ashley stood up and walked towards me, apologizing for saying anything in the first place, and for getting mad at me for fooling around with Judy.
"Seriously, don't worry about it. Stop crying," I wiped the tears from her cheeks and hugged her close to me, gently rocking her back and forth.
We talked for a bit, and she asked if she could sleep in my bed again. I agreed, and I fell asleep, hugging her to me to make her feel more at ease.
I woke up to Ashley sucking on my already rock hard cock.
"You're finally awake," she smiled at me, before popping my head back into her mouth.
"Morning," I groaned, loving the wakeup call. I leaned up on my elbows as I enjoyed the sensation Ashley was giving me.
"Ready for a ride?" she asked, straddling my waist and putting one hand on my chest as she reached back to line my cock up with her pussy. Rocking her hips up and down, she placed her other hand on my chest and started to fuck my cock.
"Just relax," she moaned, doing all the work herself.
It didn't take long for me to get close, and the familiar feeling was building up inside me after a few minutes. I held her hips tightly and started to piston up and into her. She collapsed on me as her own orgasm took her energy away. I reached under her arms and grabbed each shoulder with one hand before I picked up my pace. Ashley lifted her head and let her tongue probe my mouth as I started to cum. She continued to sit on me as my cum dripped down around my cock. We kissed for a while before she climbed off and wrapped herself in one of my towels, and heading off to the shower.
I walked into the men's room and it was a mess. Someone had decided that the shower area was a good place to purge the alcohol from their stomach. The smell was unbearable, and I only washed the basics before I had to leave before adding to the mess myself.
Ashley and I went downstairs to get some food and then headed back up to get organized for the start of classes. The day went by pretty quick while I was flipping through my books and getting an idea of what the other part of college was going to be like. The nice thing about having Bill as a roommate was that he would keep me doing my work and focused on school.
Bill came into the room later and we talked for a while about everything. How things were going with him, how serious he was with Erin, how things were with Ashley and me, and about class starting the next day. I was pretty relieved to have my best friend and number one source of support with me to start the next part of my life.
Author's Note: Hopefully this will satisfy people for a little while – I've got family obligations to take care of, so all my free time is going towards that for the next week or so. This will also probably be the longest story in my journey. I felt it was important to keep it all together in one part (instead of dividing it up), just because it all happened in such a short time. Thanks for the support as always.
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