Weekend in the life: Sheryl comes and goes, stage is set

Wait – the story started here with…

Part one: One weekend in my life as a college sophomore.

and then it continued on to …

Part Two: Weekend in the life: wet lips, hard parts, loud coming, blond bush,

and …

Part Three: Anal and More Anal

and then here to …


Part Four

“Feeling okay?”

“Better. You?.”

“Loving it – feel how hard I am?”

“I like it.”

“What?’

“How much you like it. How naughty it is.”

“So Mike hasn’t done this?”

“Nobody has.”

I touched her as we talked – I felt her wetness come back.

“Feel that – going to come in you.”

“Oh god, keep talking.”

“You like this hard cock? You like this secret – getting your ass fucked without you boyfriend knowing?”

“Oh god…”

“How about your friend Linda? You going to tell her? Wish she was watching us? Want to lick her pussy?”

Linda was Sheryl’s big sister in her sorority – very hot brunette with huge tits and bisexual. She’d gone out with Sheryl and I once.

Sheryl didn’t answer but I could tell by her sounds that she liked the topic.

“Tell me you want to lick Linda’s pussy.”

“I want to lick Linda’s pussy.”

“Feel that – going to come in you while you suck that clit.”

“Oh god I’m coming,” Sheryl says – more suddenly than I expected.

This starts me off.

“Feel that – coming in your ass – still coming”

So good – came so hard. She got off and I was in so much pleasure – and some pain: my cock was so hard – it hurt.

“Do you think they’re gone?”

“I don’t know – just go, I’ll go with you.”

We crossed the hall to the bathroom. I got into the shower. She sat on toilet then joined me.

“Still glad I’m here?”

“Yes.”

Sort of wished she would go – but after giving me ass, even at that age, I wasn’t an asshole enough to respond any other way.

“That hurt more than losing my virginity. Although, I didn’t come then.”

“It did? I’m sorry.

“No you’re not.”

“Well, I’m not sorry we did it – would do it again, but..”

We start kissing while Sheryl washes me – alternating hands while she stroked soap on to me.

“Missed you – thought about you.”

“Oh yea? Even with Mike?”

“Yes.  – now I’m going to get embarrassed.”

“What, why?”

“Embarrassing how you make me feel… silly. You’re sort of infectious. “

“I am? Thank you

Sheryl looks down at me, still soaping me up – balls and all.

“I like your dick?”

“You do? That’s good to hear,” I laughed. “I like your bush.”

“You do? You wouldn’t rather it was shaved?”

“No way, perfect as is. Might be the only blond one I’ve seen – known lots of blonde girls – none were blond there.”

“First for both of us then – I’ve never seen a dick like this.”

“A circumcised one?”

“Funny. No, A huge one.”

“You think it’s huge?”

“Shut up, don’t be vain.”

“What?”

I was totally being vain – more so horny – wanted to hear her thoughts – make her words defy her shyness.

“You said you like my dick – that’s kind of hot.”

“I love your dick.. And your eyes – the two parts I think of – most.”

“Seriously? I think of your big long nipples and blond bush. And your awesome hair.”

“Listen to us,” Sheryl laughed. “Shallow, right?”

“Totally, fuck your personality or character.”

“No, It’s all connected – It’s about you – was just speaking visual wise”

“What happens if I come home next summer and you are all serious with your man Mike?”

“I could lie and say I’d definitely let  nothing happen.”

“We should hang with Linda.”

“I was turned on – I’m not bi for her.”

“I am.”

We finished up and toweled off – after I found some ½ clean ones in my room.

Everyone had left and we had  the apartment to ourselves. We were still naked and drying off in the bathroom when Natalia my neighbor showed up. She had become good buds with my roommate Jeff and I – knocking no longer required = we’d walk into her apartment without knocking too.

‘Anybody here?”

“Yea – one sec”

I wrapped my towel around me and Sheryl went into my room

“What? You’ve got a girl here, don’t you?”

“Branton and Eric are so pissed – woke them up fucking.”

“Yea I know – ran into them. They’ve got a stick up their ass – I wouldn’t worry about it. Put some clothes on before I nip out or something.”

Natalia was awesome – gorgeous, busty, smart daughter of a New York night club owner. Nobody I know had slept with her – didn’t think she was gay. She’d flirt – sort of – but nobody got anywhere with her. My roommate Jeff felt some boob over her shirt while giving her a massage – that’s it. I don’t know why she was depriving herself – anyone could tell she was about to burst.

I guess because she never messed around – never got relief, Natalia was usually very horny. Or, I assumed that is why she’d work something sexual into most every conversation.

“I guess she enjoyed herself? Who is she?”

“She flew out from home – me her during summer at work.”

“Flew out? Was this planned? Ohhh, you drunk dialed her didn’t you? Now what?”

“No, she’s cool – just was a surprise this morning. I got anal so worth it.”

“Oh Jesus, no wonder.. John said it sounded like a murder during a porn shoot.”

“No, not during the anal. She yelled another guy’s name so gave me anal.”

Sheryl walked in and I introduce her to Natalia.

I went to get dressed leaving Natalia to suck as much info out of Sheryl and the situation as she could – to gossip about. She didn’t gossip to be underhanded – she just loved to talk. Likewise, I don’t think she intended to be a tease – but she’d teased me so ruthlessly, I had almost become immune.

I wanted to go goof off with Natalia. But Sheryl was there – I couldn’t ask her to leave. We needed drinks. Natalia left as soon as I got dressed and returned.

“Oh, I’ve got something to tell you – you’re going to die,” Natalia said on her way out.

“She’s cool,” Sheryl said.

“Yea, prude but cool.”

“I think maybe I should go home… “

“Why, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Just feeling sort of bad because of Mike – and I don’t know – just ..”

“Whatever you want to do is totally fine – either way. It was great seeing you if you need to go – or you can stay – no hurt feelings.”

“I guess should go – let me see if there’s a flight.”

“Okay.”

She found a flight – had a couple hours to kill with me before having to leave with airport. I think she’d figured out that I was more enthused about her visiting while I was fucked up the night before. We made margaritas – had a few each and a few tequila shots too. We began having so much fun I was sort of bummed she was leaving. Our shyness went away for about forty five minutes – shy people on alcohol have a lot to say.

She had two fraternity guys try to fuck her. Well she fucked one and sucked the other off. It was bothering her – happened a few weeks back when she was already getting serious with Mike.

I think I helped her feel better – told her about a few of my mistakes that year. That I was seeing this girl at an all girls catholic college nearby – and snuck onto campus – sneaked into her friends dorm room and fucked her – the girl I was dating actually knocked on the door while I was there. I told her about a friend that lived in my dorm freshman year who had been valedictorian of her high school – had dorm orgy with four guys the night before her boyfriend visited.

“If you get through college with nothing more scandalous than one and a half three-ways, that’s probably an average or lower on the immoral behavior during college scale.

I guess I helped – the guilt went away  – at least for the time being, and we both got very horny. She said I should just make a move on Natalia – that she probably just can’t make a move for whatever reason.

“Given that you’ve hooked up with three guys while with Mike – perhaps that should tell you something?”

“Mike was my fourth – you my third – I don’t know – the two fraternity guys was a drunk adventure thing. You’re the only one I’ve had sex with sober since mike.”

“Maybe you should just tell him you fuck me and others sometimes so you don’t feel guilty?”

“I wish I could – he’d not be cool with it.  Definitely the monogamous type – I am too I think – just not yet. It’s fucked I know.”

“Yea. I’d just be honest and if he wants you enough he’ll deal with it. Either that, or don’t fuck around and be monogamous with him.”

I wanted to see her in her skirt and pantyhose – without panties – and she say on the balcony with her knees up – feet on the chair – so I could see the details of her crotch as we watched students and locals down on the street. She said her ass was sore – and let me examine it – I licked it for a good five minutes and gave her an optimistic prognosis.

She called her friend Linda – told Linda she was drunk – told her we had anal; talked about how bad she felt bad about Mike.. lost track of conversation after that. Just watched her crotch and her breast through her partly open blouse – her bold nipple so long – her one leg up on chair and the half bit of bush I could see.

I was in the fold out chair next to her. She reached to my leg and pulled my shorts right up past my hardening dick and grabbed it in her hand as she finished her call.

She barely got off the phone before Super Shuttle called – I could see it arrive. Such bad timing. We were both bummed. She left quickly – left without panties on – left me with an aching hard on.

It was only one o’clock, the day was sunny and I was buzzed and horny: no chance I’d let the day end there.

And now you may read on to…

Part Four: Weekend in the life: There is Calm Before the Debauchery.

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One weekend in my life as a college sophomore.

After a Friday night of partying at a friends fraternity I woke up early to a phone call – it pierced like a shotgun blast through into a near death hangover.

“Hi, Duncan?”

“Yes?”

“I’m here downstairs – can you buzz me in?”

Fuck! Apparently I’d talked Sheryl into flying out – from Arizona to California. Thanks to the alcohol and half dozen lines, I had no memory of talking her into flying out for the weekend. Knowing myself, it wasn’t hard to guess what was happening.

“Hold on.”

Luckily my roommate had spent the night at his girlfriend’s – as usual. I tried to keep quiet for the two sleeping in the apartment’s other bedroom.

As soon as Sheryl got to my room she started in – removed my robe – kissed and grabbed. This was good – I didn’t have to pretend to remembered inviting her and act happy to see her.

It was around 9am – very early by college “apartment-dorm” standards on a Saturday. This was a problem – Sheryl was wanting to fuck. Fucking wasn’t the problem – the fact that she was the loudest girl i had ever been with was.

I met Sheryl at a summer job while home for the summer. She was a thin, tall, bleach blond sorority girl – dressed expensively and groomed meticulously – tried hard to be materialistic and Greek-cliche, but underneath she was shy, kind and really working hard to fit in with a shallower, more self assured crowd.

Sheryl was wearing a dressy skirt and blouse – can’t remember ever seeing her in anything other than a skirt. Her panties were always slinky and sexy – not sure if that was for seeing me or everyday. She had long legs and small perky tits with pronounced nipples longer than pencil erasers. Sheryl was skin-and-bones thin so the small breasts and assertive nipples harmonize beautifully and sufficiently with the rest of her. Her hair was the best – perfectly healthy and straight – long to the middle of her back. She was a natural blond – and by the fullness of her bush – proud of it.

So, Sheryl had gotten on a plane, flown to LAX (Los Angeles airport), taken a Super Shorty five minutes to my place and was dressed to the nines with full makeup – all by 9am… if that wasn’t reason enough to cooperate, her hand reaching down my shorts and fondling my dick was. Or, the hangover hornyness was. Do you get that? Do girls get hungover horny?

For a guy, hungover hornyness is when you wake up semi-hard, still a little drunk from the night before, feeling too brain dead to think, but ready to do anything pleasurable – to ride out the buzz residue and stave off the fully lucid and painful waves of recovery. Hungover sex – better than bacon.

Anyway, I’d only slept with Sheryl a couple times. Once in a hotel and once in my parents/family house while nobody was home. The time in the hotel I stopped much sooner than I would have – was sure there would be complaints if we continued. Very orgasmic girl – she’d come right away and keep coming – and keep vocalizing and moaning loud. It would have been unacceptable if it hadn’t been natural and sincere – if not for Sheryl being shy, appropriate and so prudent otherwise.

And now you may read on to…

Part Two: Weekend in the life: wet lips, hard parts, loud coming, blond bush,