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Weekend of my life part 7: Friendship, big tits, sex, tiny cocks and relocation.

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 …

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

and …

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

and

Part Six: A Weekend in the Life Part 6: But First a fight

and then here to …

 

I had a few hours to kill and couldn’t go back to my apartment, so I went to the 90 where I chatted with the bartender who supposedly dated Robert Downey Jr while he was filming Less Than Zero. I was a beer and two tequila shots more drunk an hour later  by the time I returned to my apartment complex. Still no word from campus housing, so I wondered the complex – and found a door open on the second floor – there were two girls inside – drinking and hanging out. Gerty and Megan would remain sporadic acquaintances for the remainder of the year.

Gerty and Megan were very friendly – they greeted my drunken introduction (intrusion) with forgiveness. Their kindness and enthusiasm made up for any lack of attractiveness. Gerty was fairly heavy set with enormous breasts and Megan was short, just a little bit overweight with small breasts. The first thing I said after saying hello and telling the girls I lived in the same complex one floor above them, was “we should all three go make out in one of your beds.”

“We have to use Megan’s, mine has laundry on it,” Gerty said.

I guess the suggestion was too bold for them not to call my bluff. We’d barely been in the bed five minutes – only enough time for me to get tongues going with Megan and feel both Gerty’s huge tits, when another guy showed up and the girls jumped out of bed.

I’m sure it was obvious that the three of us were up to something naughty, but the situation wasn’t clear enough for Gerty’s boyfriend to drop the politeness of introductions. I shook the boyfriend’s hand and exchanged pleasantries for a minute or two before getting the hell out of there. I was horny as fuck.

I checked down at the office and they had found three student housing possibilities. I went by Natalia who wanted to come look at the apartments with me and crept into my room to tell my roommate, who’d returned from his girlfriend’s, what was happening. On my way out I noticed my voice operated Walkman/tape I’d set on nightstand. I bought it to record class lectures but only used it to record my sleep talking. I remembered I’d turned on the VOR before Sheryl came up – realized It probably recorded our sex that morning. I grabbed the tape recorder and joined Natalia waiting outside.

The first two rooms were definite no-goes, and the third was a large, one bedroom with only one occupant. -The student living there was gone and Natalia and I hung out for a while and inspected the place. Natalia looked in every drawer and cupboard until she found some preparation-H in the bathroom.

“So, what happened,” Natalia asked, “I mean I knew there was tension between you all, but…”

“What was it you had to tell me – you said I was going to die when I heard?” I asked.

Natalia made me swear not to say anything, then told me that my roommate Branton, the one who’d attacked me, slept with her roommate Jenny the night before after the four had dinner.

“Jenny said he had a tiny penis,” Natalia said.

“What, Branton had sex with Jenny and she said he had a small dick?” I asked.

“Like, tiny, that’s what she said,” Natalia replied.

I didn’t respect Jenni much for sharing such personal information, but given it was Branton – given the circumstance, it was enjoyable to hear – the information explained Branton’s cockiness and over-aggression.

“And, I’m so bad telling this, he lasted like a minute she said.”

“Well, I woke him up this morning having sex with Sheryl, no wonder it bothered him so much.”

“Did you two make that much noise?”

I told Natalia I actually had it recorded on tape.

“No way, you didn’t?”

“I had to.”

“How loud were you, let’s hear, or actually, do I even want to hear this?” Natalia asked.

“You probably don’t, I’m going to erase it.”

“Okay, now I’m curious, play it let’s hear.”

“I should just erase it, it’s bad I recorded,” I said.

“Oh come on, now you’ve dangled the carrot – just play it and then erase it.”

“Give me a kiss and I’ll let you hear,” I said.

“Duncan…you’re drunk. We’re friends, we can’t be doing that.”

“Jeff (my roommate) said you let him massage your tits.”

“Oh my god, I can’t believe he told you that. We were drunk and was giving me a massage – he had his hand on them – over my shirt – for like five seconds before I told him to keep his hands on my shoulders.”

“So you’re more comfortable with him?”

“I didn’t say that,” Natalia said. “I’m not into being another name on your list – I’ve got some self respect.”

“My list? What list?”

“Please, it’s me you’re talking to”

“No.”

“You going to play me the tape or shall we go?”

I played Natalia the tape. She listened silently while responding with facial expressions – mouth open, eyes open, hand over mouth, lots of laughter, etc.

“What in the fuck were you doing to her?”

“Nothing, I mean, normal stuff – she’s really vocal.”

“Oh my god, I can’t believe this was this morning.”

I stopped the playback.

“Damn, how long does it go?” Natalia asked?

“That was about half of it. I’m such an ass for talking her into coming.”

“Sounds like she’s getting her money’s worth.”

“She’s got a boyfriend.”

“She knew what she was doing.”

“You think?”

“Obviously, she knew you were drunk. She didn’t have to come.”

“Hmm.”

“Trust me, she knew what she was doing. Not that you weren’t stupid for inviting her out when you didn’t want her to be here, but..”

“Yea, I know It was stupid, “ I said.

“But.. obviously she knew what was up – and got what she came for.”

“You think?”

“Jesus, really? From what it sounds like she had more orgasms than I’ve had all semester.” Natalia said. “No wonder Branton was pissed – I can only imagine him waking up hearing that. I seriously heard nothing last night – had no idea he and Jenny hooked up until she told me this morning.”

“Did she come?”

“I didn’t ask. I assume that her telling me he was tiny and lasted a minute meant she didn’t, but ..”

“Wow, who’d have thought. You think she’s telling the truth?”

“Why would she lie?”

“I don’t know, if he blew her off?”

“Let’s hear the the rest of this tape,” Natalia asked.

“Why?”

“No reason, you don’t wish to share, that’s fine.”

“Do you want to hear the rest or not?”

“I just said let’s hear it, Jesus.”

So I played her the rest of the tape.

“Oh, you’re enormous she says. Jesus, could this girl stroke your ego any more?”

“Could you spare me the commentary?”

“No, I can’t. What, you’re really going to do her ass now?” Natalia went on.

“Heard enough?”

“No, this is interesting, let it go.”

I was horny and Natalia had teased me like this dozens of times that semester.

“Kiss me, or show me your tits, and I’ll let you hear the rest. Only fair.” I said.

“You’re drunk, you’re going to be really embarrassed tomorrow when I remind you that you said this, we can go – you should take this place, it’s the best one. ”

“You know I loves you though, Mr. ‘humongous’ friend. – you’re never going to live that one down. Lots of insights today,” Natalia laughed.

“Shut up,” I said.

“You know you love it.”

“Not.

Once again Natalia managed to feed her horny feelings and deny me. Her tight jeans, large, interrupting tits, cute Italian face and sexual banter gave way to nothing.

We left apartment option three – I went back to the office to tell them I’d take it and Natalia went back to her place to call and wish her dad happy birthday. When I returned to my new apartment, the roommate had still  not returned. I inferred that he was gone for the weekend. I was buzzed and horny – on a mission – and drunk dialed  my new friends Gerty and Megan – I have no two day rule: barely have an hour rule. Gerty’s boyfriend was still there – he lived there – but Megan agreed to come see my new place.

Megan seemed excited to be there and I was excited to have a new fan.

I told Megan about my day – and about how it was too bad her and her roommate and I were interrupted earlier. She told me that her roommate isn’t that into her boyfriend but it was his apartment – otherwise she’d have to live way off campus.

“I have something to tell you too,” She said. “Or, show you.”

Megan took off her shoes and socks – and showed me her webbed feet.

I can’t say I was turned on by the web feet – but I was fascinated and a little turned on by how attracted to me Megan seemed. We could have done anything. We kissed and felt each other out. I pulled her shirt and bra up – kissed her little nipples. I pulled her tight jeans down and she was wearing light blue cotton panties. We kissed and made out for a while, then I knelt up and rubbed her clit and fingered her until she came. We talked about her web feet… we talked about her dreams of becoming an agent for costume designers, then she left. I didn’t go with her – was semi-hard and horny from the encounter. We’d hookup again.

I called Natalia and asked her to come back over to my new apartment and help me settle in. When she arrived, after we drank a white Russian with shared a clove cigarette, I told her about Gerty and Megan. She was very amused by the web feet – said of the day, I’d have to write about it some day.

“I really wanted to see Gerty’s tits – but her boyfriend came home.”

“Of course you did. Were her tits better or bigger than mine?” Natalia asked.

This was Natalia being a tease again. What the hell.

“You’re hotter but her tits are bigger and less impossible to touch or see.”

“You saw them?”  Natalie asked.

“No, but I might ave had her boyfriend not come home.”

“Why do you talk about sex and tease me to death, if you just want to be friends?” I asked.

“ I don’t tease you,” Natalia said before thinking it over, “do I?”

“You’ve got to be joking, you tease the hell out of me.”

“Really? I’m sorry, we’re buds – thought it was okay to talk about stuff, I’m sorry.”

“You’re ridiculous, you know you do.”

“Do I?”

“You let Jeff touch your tits”

“You let Aqua-girl touch your dick.”

“Barely.”

“Well, I barely let Jeff.”

“Okay, this is stupid, never-mind.”

“Alright, here, feel my tits so we can get over the Jeff thing,” Natalia said as she pressed her tits out in front of me.

I didn’t hesitate for discussion, and put a hand on each. They were were real, and firm and big. I searched with my fingers for nipple but her bra was too heavy duty or her nipples too small or quiet. I was aggressive – talking as much advantage as I could  before she stopped me. Natalia looked up at me with her deep brown eyes, into my eyes, and didn’t stop me. So I didn’t stop.

I felt her tits – with no kisses, while she looked right into me. Despite her industrial monster bra, her nipples responded, I could faintly feel them.

“I have to see,” I said as I pulled her shirt up. Her bra was too tight to pull it up, so I  pulled a cup down over her right nipple, quickly before she could think about it and stop me. I was awestruck.

Natalia’s bra had been hiding a ton of everything. What emerged as I pulled down, was a large thimble of a nipple, a deep, charcoal red aureola about two inches wide – shaded with little goosebumps. Without question the biggest, hardest, nipple and most distinctive breast I’d ever seen.

“Happy now, that’s more than Jeff got to see.”

“It’s amazing.”

“Lol, It’s a boob.”

“It’s an amazing boob.”

I stared at it and she humored me – held her bra down for a minute while I looked.

“Please don’t tell Jeff about this, then he’ll be asking to see my boob.”

“I won’t.”

“So, now I get to see your ‘humongous’ dick,” Natalie said as she made quotes with her hands. “I’m kidding.”

I unbuttoned my jeans, as Natalia covered her eyes with her hand.

“Oh my god, I was teasing, you’re not…”

I took it out over my boxers. I wasn’t hard but turned on so my cock was as large as it gets flaccid.

“Well that’s gonna be hard to un-see.”

“Ditto.”

“Oh, want to know another secret regarding my roommate Jenny?”

“Besides how small she thinks my ex-housemates cock is?”

“She’s got a total crush on you, like huge – She’d be all over it.”

“Yea, no thanks,  she might go tell everyone about my small dick.”

“She’d be lying.”

“She may be lying.”

“Maybe, but I don’t think so.”

Damn it. Was Natalia gay, or made of ice or just not attracted to me? We left my place to hers; I had to get stuff from my old room and had to do something about my state of hornyness. Perhaps if Natalia had been as drunk, something more would’ve happened? I couldn’t get over her willpower – or disinterest.

I was avoiding going into my old apartment to get my stuff – so put it off next door in Natalia’s – drinking the wine her roommate and big-sis were opening. Natalia wasn’t the conventional or sorority type, but her roommate Jenny was all about it – a devoted Theta pledge, maybe the only non-blond of the lot, but just as good looking.

Natalia – whether a martian, lesbian, or totally disinterested in me, worked it for me getting with Jenny. I wanted Natalia, but Jenny would be a consolation better than most first places.  Jenny was about five foot eight, skin and bones but her breasts were as large as Natalia’s and her ass was present – tight like a tennis player’s. Jenny had a dark tan – likely fake – long gorgeous legs, and long brown hair to match her clean, innocent-wanting to be naughty-innocent brown eyes. She had everything except for Natalia’s personality.

“Full disclosure, Duncan saw my boobs and I saw his cock.”

“What?” Jenny said.

“What?” I thought.

“Just want to get that out there so it ain’t weird, carry on.” Natalia said.

“You’re drunk. ?” Jenny said.

“Probably sort of drunk, yes.”

“Okay, well, I hope that was enlightening for you both,” Jenny said.

“Nah, not really.” Natalie said.

“You are drunk,” Jenny answered.

Jenny’s big sis chimed in and said, “Ouch! well, alcoholic can cause shrinkage, right?”

“I told him about Branton Jenny, I’m sorry,” Natalia said “I thought Duncan needed to know since Branton tried to throw him through a wall. “

“Please Duncan, don’t say anything. I can’t believe he attacked you – so uncool.”

“Yea, very uncool. Apparently he’s got issues, whatever, I’m out of there. Funny, thought, tough guy’s not so big?”

“Tiny, not small like a small dick but tiny like a life saver roll. But, I shouldn’t have said anything so this is between us here.”

“So are you two going to be an item now, or?”

Branton was an SAE – so it would make sense for him and a Theta to date.

“We won’t be dating, no, enough said.” Jenny said.

I doubt Branton would date her either – whatever his dick size, so the score was even.

Jenny’s big sister left soon after – and I hooked up with her a couple weeks later – another story. Natalia, Jenny and I had a couple Jello shots they had left over from whatever party, and soon after Natalia went to the bathroom – and never came back.

 

We just started kissing – Jenny and I – no reason or expectation, she was next to me and the next minute we were kissing.

“I’m drunk,” I said.

“I know you are.”

“I’ve had a crazy day.”

“I can tell.”

I felt Jenny’s ass and could feel the lines of her panties underneath her thin shorts. They were sophisticated and sexy – low rise panties that didn’t cover her full ass crack, silky, tight against her hips. Everything on Jenny was expensive and stylish, her body was nearly perfect, but her breasts were great and had nothing on Natalia’s.

 

A Weekend in the Life Part 6: But First a fight

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 …

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

and …

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

and then here to …

Part Six

In my cleverness, I figured the occasion an opportunity to sneak some questionable behavior for cheap. I was already feeling sick with guilt from the Sheryl escapade, whatever I might do to feel guilty about for at least the next twenty four hours, would be added to the price I was going to be paying anyway. (wow, perhaps I was brilliant.)

I mainly wanted anything that could distract me from the self loathing. When I drank, in addition to the hangover, I always had the “guilts” the next day. Even when I didn’t do anything very wrong (not likely). At that moment after Sheryl Left, I had the usual guilts for my overindulgence the night before, I had the Sheryl stunt  compounding upon things.

As a matter of surviving my state of mind, I had to engage in something profoundly distracting. The first distraction to come was a big one – but not the sort I was hoping for. My two asshole roommates returned. My actual roommate still hadn’t returned from his girlfriend’s. He was cool and became a good friend; The two that shared the other room were nothing like us – and weren’t fond of us. They were Juniors – had a year on us, and were more down to  business, my roommate and I were more interested to learn about ourselves – or, about women and indulgences The dick roommates are a whole other story – not a very sexy one like this would be.

Just for context, picture the most anally retentive person you know; now, image they were ridiculously arrogant and smug. I was a bit cocky too, but in a very different way. While i may have had confidence in myself, the roommates arrogance involved looking down on everyone.

They couldn’t have paired us all better – my roommate and I were wild and rule breaking free spirits who got along with most everybody – usually too busy judging ourselves to pass judgement upon our school mates.

The other two roommates didn’t hang out with anyone in the complex – except for my neighbor friend Natalia and her roommate. About once a week for a month or two – they’d been having the girls over for a formal, sit down meal. My roommate and I were never invited – we’d often be waiting for Natalia to be done with the torture and come play with us.

The most arrogant and rigid of the two confronted me as I was getting a drink from the fridge. Both of them did – but it was just “Branton” the arrogant douche who did the talking. It wasn’t much of a discussion. I was going to apologize about the morning, but he saved me the trouble – he wanted to bitch and threaten me. He said something about no more having people over after (whatever time) and before (whatever time). I didn’t take note – wasn’t any chance in hell I’d have some douche roommate dictate my behavior or lay down some curfew. I would have listened to his concerns and probably even made some concessions; was never my intention to be inconsiderate.

Branton was worked up. After he laid down his rules for me, as soon as he paused for a breath, I calmly responded, how about you go fuck yourself, I live here, I’d do what I please. I thought it was a reasonable response to such threatening demands. Turns out it triggered him a bit. He charged right at me and plowed me into the refrigerator. Before I”d even decided my next move, his cuck buddy roommate was pulling him off and getting between us.

It was sort of funny actually. Branton pointed his finger and yelled about how he was going to kill me and throw me through a wall. Amazing how strong his small buddy was – keeping this larger, enraged guy from getting to me. I was grateful for it – the issue hardly ranked as something worth fighting for. There’s very few things I will fight for – being offended isn’t one of them. I’d only fought three times since grade school. As hot headed as Branton was, I think it would have ended bad for him as it had for the others I’d’ fought  – he must have thought so too or he’d have gotten around his small friend.

A full on fight was diverted for the time being, but now that the issue was in play, further confrontation was inevitable. I wasn’t going to live another night with the asshole – some maniac who attacks me. He wasn’t worth fighting – it was an easy decision to leave. I left the apartment with my keys – knowing I had to stay away for the rest of the weekend, or fight Branton.

I went straight to the university housing office, told them my roommate attacked me, and needed to be rehoused. They hopped right on it – apparently getting attacked by enraged roommates was high on the list of acceptable reasons to request housing reassignment. They told me to check back in a few hours and they’d find me some options.

Yes, you are right – not very sexy this talk about angry roommates and fighting; it’s a big part of everything that happened that weekend – perhaps not great to read about and not much fun to write about, but the contrast and context is will will hopefully make the next part of this story sing.

We shouldn’t give up on this story just yet, because here’s where the story of the weekend really begins. The darker moments of the weekend were behind me, and it didn’t take an hour before the story changes dramatically.

I did say at the end of the last part, that the next post would be very crazy and hot. The hot part I promised starts with the next part of the story, my word on it.

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.

Part Three – Anal and More Anal

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 then here to …


Part Three

“I’ll get over it,” I said. “But, really, you probably should just go – if you’re feeling that bad about being here.”

“I’ve already come.. I’ll go if you want but I’d rather stay now that I’m here? I really am sorry, what can I do to redeem myself?”

“What will you do?”

“Name it. Forgive me and let’s have a good time… tell me what you want and I’ll do it.”

“Okay, how about anal sex right now?”

“What? I’ve never done that.”

“So, no?”

“If you forget my little faux pas  and all will be cool, okay.”

“No way, You have too had anal sex? You’re lying,” I said. I was just confirming – I actually believed it was true, because I hadn’t had anal sex.

Well, I hadn’t had it per se. I got my head inside my High school girlfriend once and then she made me stop. After that it became a big desire. The times when I didn’t come when she came, which wasn’t often – one of the few situations where my high school girlfriend showed vulnerability and let go of control – was while coming. That was hot and usually set me off two. But when I could hold through, when possible, I’d pull out and rub my tip on her ass while I came on it.

My next girlfriend was waiting until marriage, so I enjoyed this type of ending often. She like to lay on her stomach with a toy while I came on her ass – never let me in there. I’d had a few years of ass teasing – only – so ass from Sheryl was over payment for her slip up.

“Swear to god, NEVER!”

“So you will?”

“We can try, no promises. It’s an adjustment to take you normally, seriously not sure.”

“Okay, fair deal,” I said. I was quickly getting back hard as soon as I realized the ass might be happening.

I was fully hard by the time I was back from rummaging around my room for something lubricant like – I found some lip balm is all.

My roommates were up and about – TV on – making noise outside the room. They were just decent enough of people to not confront me while I had company – but I knew there’d be an issue later. I’d wanted anal for years and was about to get it – so fuck the persnickety roommates.

“Jesus, you’re enormous,” she said as I sat next to her on my bed.”

“Um, you’ve seen me before – we just had sex ten minutes ago.”

“I’ve never seen you before you were about to put it in my ass.”

“Good point. Sit down on me.”

“You owe me a fabulous fucking weekend dude.”

We started with her sitting down on my lap – while I sat on the bed – she had nothing to hold onto so we went to my desk. held onto the shelves –  turned on my desk light. My desk was right next to the door and just on the other side we listened to kitchen dishes clank, cupboards thumb – roommates were being louder on purpose – such bitches.

It seemed forever getting things going – she would sit down a little bit and then say “wait,” then try a bit more. If you’d done anal – you know the drill. My cock was at its penultimate hardness.

I was in her pretty good – she was over me – halfway or more – and we sat there in a holding pattern. She was quiet – I wasn’t sure where things would go from there but I was loving just sitting there – in her ass. A few of my roommate’s friends showed up – now there were at least four outside the door.

I would have been happy staying frozen with her all day like we were – her ass clenching around me was enough to keep me there – so I sat there and hoped only she’d not pull off me.

“You feel how hard you make me? Want to stop? Are we good?”

“Yes, as long as we stay still – it’s not hurting now. This is about the best I can do – not sure what you had in mind,  but..”

“This is fine – amazing actually, can we do this all day?”

“You like this?”

“Do you feel how hard I am? I am dizzy over this. Are you good?”

“Yes, feeling better. You deirginized my ass – how about  that? “

“I’m happy about it.”

“Naughty, huh? Your totally in my ass right now – kinda turning me on.”

I thanked god. Didn’t’ figure Sheryl or anyone would go too long with anything shoved up their ass if they weren’t turned on.

“She moved up and down a few times – tiny little bit.

“You want to stop?”

“No, just be still.”

Worked for me.Didn’t know if she’d get off on the activity like I was.

Oh my god the feel of her ass – no idea if the intermittent squeezes – contractions – were involuntary or her experimenting,

I started talking in her ear and reaching under her leg to rub her clit –

Then a roommate knocks on my door – obnoxiously – “Duncan – can you move your car?”’

We had four spots but two lanes.

“Can you just move it,” I said.

“You key’s aren’t in the bin.”

Fuck. my keys were on my night stand.

“Can we resume this position?”

“Yes, I need to use your bathroom first.”

I grabbed the keys  and Sheryl threw on my robe. – handed the keys to him as Sheryl ran out to the bathroom directly across the hall. I was rock hard – didn’t give a fuck. Roommate paused for a moment – deciding whether to be a dick and make me move the car.

So, I wait back in my room.

“Nice guy,” Sheryl said as she came back in.

“He’s not my biggest fan.”

“You’re still hard.”

“True.”

Sort of awkward silence ensued.

“I love your dick.”

“I love your ass.”

“It’s a bit much for my ass.”

“Okay, so you don’t want to resume where we left off? Thank you for doing it.”

“You can put it back in – but if you want to bang me – it can’t be there.”

“That’s fine just being in there.”

“Naughty boy.”

We ended up where we left off. I got her wet with the  wetness of her pussy this time. Maybe a bit deeper this time. We didn’t move much – and just started talking.

I think she was ½ turned on by how into it I was – and have amused or curious about the situation – whatever her reasons – she began to enjoy the engagement

“You going to just keep your cock in my ass all day?”

“I think so, yes.”

“You’re crazy. I’m crazy.”

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