I was so happy to get out of the
house. It was
“Have you gotten all your things yet?” my mother stated as she came around the corner putting on her earrings.
“Yea I got everything”
I was so anxious to head off to college. I had watched so many movies about college and I couldn’t wait to experience it all for myself. Now I know movies about college are exaggerated and sometimes even fantasized, but sometimes fantasy makes reality so much better. Finally, after waiting a good five or so minutes, it was time to head off.
I got in the car looked at my seatbelt, and as we pulled out the driveway I looked into the back seat which was now completely junked with my stuff.
It took us around an hour and half to get to my school. I was asleep most of the time since I had spent the previous night staring at the ceiling doing a lot of thinking. I had been doing a lot of thinking recently, mostly about life and about my sexuality. I probably should tell you now, I’m bisexual. I spent a lot of time fighting with myself and trying to make is not true. I fell into depression and part of me is still in it.
I took out the map of the school and tried to locate my resident hall on the map. Once we found it my mother and I unloaded all my crap from the trunk to my room. [Which was located all the way in the back on the top floor of a building with no elevators].We must have made four trips getting all my stuff in my room. After we had got all my stuff and settled in, my mom said her final goodbyes and I was left in my room with my roommates. One of my roommates name was Dana. Dana was blonde around 5’3 had a well sized chest and my other roommate, Alex, was much taller than both Dana and I. She must have been at least 6 foot with dark brown hair that met at her shoulders, small sized chest and long legs. Both of my roommates were highly attractive, but I tried not to look at them because I wasn’t completely comfortable with myself thinking those thoughts. The first few days were uneventful; all the freshmen orientations were getting repetitive.
One night, however, I was walking up the back stairway heading to my room and I saw her. She had to be the most beautiful red head I have ever laid eyes on. She is about my height, red hair down to her shoulders, a reasonable size chest and the most beautiful brown eyes I’ve ever seen.[apart from mine. I mean I don’t mean to blow my own horn but beep, beep] I tripped over a step staring at her. She gave me a faint smile and walked past me. I was completely dazed at her, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. And she smiled at me. No one ever smiled at me. I am 5’3’’ brown hair down to my shoulder, brown eyes, fairly toned skin, and a more than…excessive body proportion. Kind of fitting for a “dyke” or a “lesbo”, as some people call it. I usually wear baggy pants and t-shirts, and rarely get noticed. So I walked to my room and laid in my bed thinking, this time I wasn’t thinking about my life problems and mistakes. I was thinking about her, and how badly I wish I had said hello or something.
The next day I settled down into my room and did some laundry. I had loads to do since I didn’t do it before I left home. I decided to do it late at night when the wave of people trying to do their laundry had slowed down. When I got in the laundry room there was only one person in there, finishing up their last load. So I had all the dryers and washers to myself. I sat in that room listening to my clothes as they spin around in the washer and I realized I had made no friends since I got here. I was alone. I was in the midst of thinking about how sad this was when I heard the laundry room door open. I looked up and there she was. The beautiful red head from the stairs walked in with a hamper in both arms, struggling to open the door. I quickly hopped up and helped her. Apparently my help was too late because by the time I got there she had dropped the hamper in her left hand spilling out a well amount of clothing onto the floor.
“Oh here let me help you” I bashfully replied as I set the hamper on its correct side and carefully picked up her clothing.
“Thank you so much”
I had almost gotten all the clothes into the hamper when I noticed a red silk thong laying on the floor. I envisioned her wearing them, nothing but them and I could feel myself getting hot. I looked up to notice her shirt was loose and I could see her soft pink nipples. I could feel a familiar pressure in my pants, and stood up to take a seat. She set her load of laundry and sat down by me, I was fiddling with my laptop and I noticed her staring at me from the corner of my eye. I could feel my nipples harden under my shirt, it felt almost painful but good. Did she have this effect on me? Ignoring this, I got up and checked on my clothing. The room was so hot because the dryers weren’t vented right. So I was sticking to my clothing. It didn’t help that I was wearing sweat pants at the time, but it didn’t bother me much. Well it wouldn’t have if she hadn’t been there. Her being in my presence made the room feel hotter, and more humid.
I sat back down next to her and went back to my laptop. She was still staring at me and I could feel her eyes piercing me. I finally got enough nerve to look at her. She didn’t turn away she kept staring me in the eyes, in a seductive way. She smiled at me and I almost wet my pants [and not with urine].
“Hey” she said in a soft voice
“Hey”
“What’s your name?”
“Gloria” I stated ignoring the many messages I was getting on MSN.
“My name’s Amanda, That’s a nice laptop you got there” she pointed out as some moved closer to me with her hypnotizing smile.
“yea “ I chuckled.
She was now close enough I had to move my hand a bit to keep from touching her leg. Don’t get me wrong I wanted to take her there and now, but I held back. Most in part because I was still figuring out who I was, and I’m not sure I could have resisted roaming my hand farther if I had touched her.
We sat there for what seemed like years, in silence. Every once and a while we would get up and check on our laundry. Finally, when her laundry was done, she got up and with a faint smile said “Nice meeting you”, and walked away.
I carried on my week as I should. I went to class and met my professors and I walked around campus getting to know all the buildings and places. I had returned from a really late class on Friday and was ready for the weekend. I was so tired from the week that all I wanted to do was sleep. As I was walking up the steps I could feel my body getting weak from exhaustion, and I decided to stop walking for a while and rest. I was leaning on the rail at the landing in between the second and third floor when I heard a familiar voice.
“Are you okay?”
I looked up and saw Amanda looking at me with her brown eyes, and thoughts of lust and everything that comes with it [ or every ONE is this case] flowed through my head. I was so tired , and I’m pretty sure I was halfway asleep, that I couldn’t respond. My knees buckled and the last thing I remember was the light on the ceiling of the stairwell.
I awoke around
“Having fun?” she stated with a smile on her face?
I couldn’t make a sound my eyes just stared at her in disbelief. I was caught. Never in the few years I played with myself was I ever in this situation, not even with my mother. Now I was caught with my panties down to my knees and this beautiful girl standing over me.
“Speechless, huh? I can fix that”
She slowly moved toward the foot of the bed and slowly climbed toward me. I regained movement in my arms and slowly pulled back up my panties and pants. She came toward me her eyes piercing and full of lust. Even in the dim light of the morning I could see her eyes brightly filled with the words “fuck me”. Her lips softly touched mine and I found myself completely engulfed in her now. I took my hand and placed them around her head, kissing harder and slipping my tongue into her mouth. She let out a moan and positioned herself so that she didn’t have to stretch so much to kiss me. My hands took on a mind of their own. When I last tuned in on them they were caressing her red hair, now they were molded around her nice firm ass cheeks. Our lips parted and as she got off the bed she took off the covers and placed them on the floor. She then climbed back on me and began to unbutton my shirt.
“Don’t you have a roommate? “ I asked in a worried tone.
“She’s away for the weekend; I have the room to myself.”
“Whose bed Is this?”
“Mine” she replied in a smile as she unbuttoned the last button on my shirt.
She ripped my shirt open and began to kiss my stomach. I never felt this before and it made me so hot to feel her lips on any part of my body other than my own lips. She sat me up and took off my shirt, then my bra. Now I was half naked and my breasts were completely exposed to her.
“Oh my”, she gasped as she stared at the “twins”, “ don’t they just look delicious?”
She commented right before she took my nipples into her mouth. I let out a faint moan of pleasure as she licked my nipples as well as the area around it. I was so wet now my pants had a noticeable spot on them, she saw this and giggled.
“Excited are we?”
She slipped off my already unbuttoned pants and kissed my stomach once more. Then she slowly slipped off my panties while kissing every newly exposed area of skin.
When my panties were completely off, she sat back and stared at me. Completely naked, in her bed. I bet she was thinking “ my, this should be fun”, while I was thinking “what have I gotten myself into?”. She then slowly began to slip off her nightgown. Revealing her perfect breasts with pink nipples. Perky and round, she had to at least be a size C. [which size? Pick a number] I could feel myself getting wetter at the sight of this, I wanted her to just do what she was going to do, relieve me. She slowly crawled towards me, her breasts swaying from side to side with every move. I felt her hands part my thighs as she came closer. She kissed my pubic area, and my body jumped as I let out a yelp of delight. She smiled and I closed my eyes. I could feel her tongue slip into every region left untouched by any other person. My nipples were getting harder and my heartbeat was getting faster. She sure did know how to please me I hoped I could return the favor, and soon. I wanted to taste her more than I’ve ever wanted to taste anything or anyone ever. I could feel the pressure building as she probed my vagina with her tongue. I could feel myself about to climax, and she could to. I was just about to think it was over when I felt something slip into me. I was filled with an ecstasy beyond imaginable as I was fingered for the first time. She took her finger and slowly inserted it in, then out and repeated this all while her tongue was still doing its job. I moaned louder and louder until I finally climaxed. My back arched and I was in heaven. I could see she was struggling with all the juices I leaked, a red flush fell over my face as she licked harder to keep up.
I had a smile on my face none the less, that was better than I could ever bring myself to feel. She gave me a hard kiss and I could taste myself on her lips. I wanted to return the favor before she got up so I grabbed her hand and swung her around until my mouth met her breast. I felt so greedy as I sucked those pink protrusions, but I loved it. Ever since I first saw them all I wanted to do was rap my lips around them. She let out a whimper as I licked around then. I could feel them harden in my mouth, which made me excited again.
I laid her down on her back and wasted no time, I spread her legs and kissed her shaven friend hello. She had shaven her pubic hairs into a cute star, its ironic how she did that, cause her vagina did really shine with her wetness. [little pun for you] I had never went down on a girl before, so I felt like I really had to impress her with my lack of experience, so I licked my lips, then licked hers. She let out a moan and that gave me a good heads up that I was doing good. The tastes that came to me were more than I expected, they were wonderful and her smell made me reach down and try to relieve my own self. I flicked my tongue in her vagina and got an even better response from her, so I continued. I remember what she did to me and quickly inserted a finger into her. I got an evne better response as she bucked her hips and whispered “Yes fuck me” under her breathe. After a while I added another finger and went faster. I am guessing she enjoyed that because she climaxed in no time. I pulled my fingers out and went to give her a final kiss before we both passed out of exhaustion when she grabbed my hand and licked the fingers that were just inside her. I kissed her with a passion I thought I never had. Then I stared at the ceiling. It hadn’t registered what just happened. I don’t think it ever did. But I knew, when I felt her arm go around me and she whispered softly into my ear “ We should do this more often”, that I wasn’t alone anymore. College was going to be one hell of a ride.