Friday, February 29, 2008

More college tales: Fun in the dorm

Another college memory for you...

Mike (No. 1) and I thought we had his dorm room to ourselves one night. After we made love, we fell asleep in each other's arms in the little bed. Sometime after midnight, Mike's roommate came back, stripped and turned down the other bed. This wasn't supposed to happen! They had an agreement as to who got the room on certain nights. But there he was...

Mike was sleeping the sleep of the well-fucked, but I'm a light sleeper and my eyes came open. The roommate was blond, very tall and I couldn't help noticing he had a very large cock poking out of dusty blond pubic hair. It was semi-erect. He was much bigger than my (at that point only) boyfriend.

It was pretty dim in the room and he couldn't tell I was awake and watching. It was a warm spring night and I barely had the sheet on me, so he got a nice view of me. I was younger, still somewhat fucked up about sex...but I was afraid to even move to cover up...and I was fascinated. The roommate kind of wobbled over, obviously drunk, and checked me out. His cock was right by my face and it started to get hard, not only longer but thicker. I could have raised my head and taken it in my mouth. My pussy was drenching. Then he went over to his bed and got in.

Eventually I fell asleep, but then I felt myself being caressed and kissed and a body easing its way between my legs. I was sleepy and my eyes were closed. I kept them that way, remembering the arousing sight of the roommate. A penis slid inside me and I gasped, then tried to keep quiet as I was fucked. It felt so damned good. I pulled my knees up, then wrapped my legs around his torso. It was Mike of course.

I opened my eyes and smiled at him. His eyes were closed as he got into it, so I glanced over at the other bed. The roommate was on his back, seeming to be asleep. Except there was this big tent in the sheet, and I could see movement. He was masturbating to the sounds of our fucking. Then he looked over and saw me and smiled. He pulled the sheet away just in time for two big gobs of semen to shoot out of that big cock. By that time I could barely stifle the orgasm that shook me down into my bones. Mike came sweetly and quietly and fell asleep on top of me.

I never consummated anything else with the roommate. But it might have qualified as my first threesome. If I had been a little less fucked up, I would have invited him to join us.

9 comments:

Lisa said...

Something similar happened to me in high school. We were on a band trip, and boys and girls were segregated into different hotel rooms. But I snuck into my boyfriend's room and he fucked me with two other guys in the room, apparently asleep. But I could tell one of them was beating off under the covers!

Anonymous said...

Hot stuff!

Only problem I have is that the white letters on black background is absolutely destroying my eyes.

Pretty please, with cherry on (nipple-)top ;) try other colors.

Linda Sue said...

How about now, baby?

Phil said...

Linda Sue, I'm glad I found your blog. College stories is a great idea.

Phil said...

And is that profile pic really you?

Hans said...

Aaah, much better dearest.

My puppydog eyes are fondly gazing at your blog again.

After reading your mike hubby-track comment, are you having some regrets about not having a family by now?

Please feel free to ignore this question if it´s too personal.

Linda Sue said...

The pic is really me.
As for Mike 1 and regrets. I have none. I was not made to be a suburban soccer mom and have kids at 22. Ten years later I learned I couldn't have children, and that certainly caused sadness. But we can't always have everything. And having kids is no guarantee they will grow up to be fine people you admire. So I am rich in friends and lovers. And I never have to worry about birth control. You can ask anything.

the happy husband said...

your writing drives me crazy. that can be good and a bad thing.

Anonymous said...

Very erotic and certainly recalls all sorts of memories that helped form the voyeur streak in me that is arousing as being actual participant, at least in my mind. I witnessed or stumbled upon a number of lusty encounters in my late teens and 20s, a few of which I was able to join. Would love to share, explore this with you sometime and am deeply appreciative (and aroused) at you sharing your experience...very arousing. paulbg3@yahoo.com - sorry, but I don't hav ea google account or whatever