[MF] My ex’s college roommate

This is the story of how I reconnected with an old friend from College. I met Maggie during my freshman year in College. I was hooking up with her roommate Lacy and we ended up dating for over 2 years. Both girls fit the southern California college girl stereotype. Lacy was an asian american studying pre-med with an amazing pair of tits. Maggie was the blonde surfer girl, studying sociology with smaller breasts but the most fantastically shaped ass. I was madly in love with Lacy, when we dated, so I never once looked at Maggie in that way. We obviously hung out a lot together and got to know each other pretty well throughout the years.

Fast forward to over a decade later. I’m in my early thirties now, and my college years have long been put behind me. It has been years since I’ve thought about Lacy. I’m in Las Vegas for a conference, and the place is absolutely packed. It is one of those weeks were there are multiple events going on at the same time, some even in the same hotel. I head over to one of the many bars in the hotel to meet some colleagues for drinks. It was a Tuesday night, so it was not your typical Las Vegas crowd. The place was filled with mainly young professionals attending various conferences. I met my coworkers, Chris who was in a committed relationship, and Dee who was happily married, leaving me the only one single. After a few drinks, Chris points out that a couple of girls were staring at us from the bar. I try my best to act casual and use my peripherals to see if I can locate the aforementioned eyeballers. Dee, god bless her, laughed at how idiotic “you boys are,” and motioned over to the duo at the bar to come join our table.

They grabbed their drinks and walked over. They were very attractive, both wearing business casual attire. I could quickly see the brunette was married, something you learn to do once you start dating in your thirties. The blonde, however, was ring less, she wore her hair back tight in a bun and was wearing glasses. “Hey girls, wanna join our table?” asked Dee to the pair as they walked up. “I’m Dee, this is Chris, and ElevenParsecs.” The blonde wasted no time. “Hey, sorry for staring, but you look really familiar”
“Are you from California?”
“I’m from there, but I don’t live there anymore”
“Did you go to this College?”
“I did.”
“Did you remember Lacy, did you used to go out with her?”
“Uh, yea, we dated for like two years.”
The two girls laughed ecstatically, “I knew it!” exclaimed the blonde. “Do you not remember me?” I stared at her, racking my brain trying to place a name to the face. I really did not recognize her at all, but because she had mentioned Lacy, “I guess, maybe Maggie?” “Wow, I’m a little hurt you don’t remember me, but points for getting my name!”

I spent the next few hours reminiscing with Maggie. She and her colleague Lori were staying at the same hotel but attending a different conference. She got married a couple of years after we graduated, but got divorced only a year later. I learned we were both very career focused, something we could both blame for our failed romantic lives. The conversation started out innocently enough, but took a turn after how she recalled one night when Lacy and I started having sex discreetly because we thought she was asleep. “Oh my god, you guys were quiet, but the sheets were making so much noise.” Or the time we caught her giving her boyfriend a blow job, but played it off like she lost her contacts on the floor. It was getting late and our coworkers had long since retired, so we decided to call it a night. We hugged and at this point, I was pretty content with having reconnected and thought nothing more of it until Maggie leaned in and gave me kiss on the cheek before saying good night. I spent the rest of the night over analyzing the kiss and wondering if something was going to happen in the next couple of days.

Unfortunately I already had dinner plans, so we decided we would meet up later the next night for drinks instead. Chris, Dee, and I got a table, but this time, there was no mistaking Maggie. She and Lori were dressed for a night out on the town. Maggie’s blonde hair was flowing down her face in stark contrast to the previous night and her black dress wrapped around her tight body like a glove. The drinks were flowing, Dee and Lori wanted to hit the dance floor, and Chris was itching to get back the craps table. “I have a headache, so I think I’m just going to go back to the room” Maggie told a disappointed Lori. “Feel better, babe, are you ok getting back?” asked Dee while trying to giving me a not so subtle nudge. I offered to walk her back to her room before joining Chris for some late night gambling. “Thanks for walking with me, you’re sweet” said Maggie as we got to her door. She gave me another kiss on the cheek before sliding her key card into the door. The lights above the door handle beeped and a row of lights turned green. Maggie turned back around and asked me “Do you want a night cap before going back downstairs?” I never did end up playing craps that night.

Maggie took my hand, and led me into her room. She told me to fix us some drinks and while she went to freshen up in the bathroom. I went over to the mini fridge and looked around for something to make. “There isn’t much here, what do you want me to make?” I said standing back up. As I turned around, a barefoot Maggie walked up to me closely. Playing with my shirt, “You know, I don’t really have a headache.” Maggie turn her head up towards me, I could see what she wanted in her eyes. “And I don’t know how to play craps,” I responded. She closed her eyes as we both in leaned in for a kiss. I grabbed her waist to pull her into close, as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I honestly couldn’t tell who wanted this more, me or her. She kissed me aggressively, coercing my lips to open wider so her tongue could meet mine. She undid a few buttons of my shirt before tugging on my belt. I quickly undid the rest and got my shirt off while she unbuckled me. Maggie turned around and only said a single word. “Zipper.

I stepped out of my pants and socks, naked except for my boxer briefs. Maggie moved her blonde locks to her front so that I could peel her our of her dress. I stepped behind her and gave her a kiss on the neck and shoulders as I slid the zipper down from her back to her butt. I slide the straps off her shoulders and let her dress fall to the floor. I gazed on her bra-less backside, and finally got to see what was under her jeans all these years. She was wearing a black thong, that was being swallowed by her round supple butt. She turned around and looked me in the eyes before taking her turn to gaze up and down my body. He breasts were nice B cups and I could see her pink nipples were stiff. We started kissing again, this time my hands caressing her back and squeezing her butt. Her left hand went over to my boxers, feeling my growing erection. We kissed our way to the bed.

Hotels always make the sheets so tight. I haphazardly ripped the sheets out of the expertly made bed so we could get in. We both removed our underwear before Maggie straddled me on my back. She was kissing me with an ever increasing determination, like she was trying to swallow me whole. I could feel myself growing harder and harder, pressed up against her stomach. I starting caressing her butt with my hand, running it over, feeling her curves with my palm. From her butt, I started moving my fingers towards closer to her intimate area and could feel her growing wetness. I started exploring her folds with my fingers, lightly pressing them into her to get them wet. Maggie started kissing my neck as my fingers made their way to her clit. I rubbed her slowly, circling it ever closer until I made contact. Maggie’s hips bucked gently as I started to play with her clit. Her moans filled my ears and her hand wrapped around my hard cock. She started to stroke me while I played with her. She surprised me by gently biting on my ear lobe and then running her tongue along my ear. I let out a surprised but pleased grunt, and I could feel Maggie smiling.

Lacy and I were each other’s firsts. First kiss. First oral. First sex. When we started dating, I’m almost positive I went an entire year without masturbating. We explored each other’s bodies nightly like Columbus searching for the new world. We knew what each other’s sensitive spots where, and how to make each other cum. I learned from Lacy that the best sex ever, is when you and you’re partner are focused on trying to make each other cum, and not on your own pleasure. I could drive Lacy wild by stroking her inner thigh, or softly biting on the nape of her neck. Or how I could make her penetration orgasms more intense by squeezing her nipples when she cums. Lacy new these things about me too. I always had a hard time cumming from blowjobs, and Lacy was adamant on figuring out how to unlock this in me. She found that if she cupped my balls firmly and tugged on them slightly, this would increase my sensitivity and make pleasure emanate from my entire groin area, and not just the tip where her tongue was swirling. She also knew that nibbles on my ear and a flick of her tongue, would make me rock hard and dying to have her. And so it seems, Maggie knew all this too.

Our hips were both starting to gyrate as we pleasured each other with our hands. Feeling Maggie’s tongue on my neck and ear was driving me wild, and I struggled to find a way to repay her. She kissed her way down to my chest. She gave my nipple a lick before scooting down further. I watched as she took me in her hand and stroked it gently a few times before planting soft kisses on the tip. She placed her mouth over the head, and rested it on her tongue before closing. She sucked softly and looked up at me. I bunched up her hair and moved it to the side so I could see her better. Her tongue started to swirl as she sucked and I let out a sigh before closing my eyes and laying my head back. Maggie started to bob move slowly up and down, taking more of me on every stroke. On the way down she lay her tongue flat, and upward she would run her tongue all over the sensitive backside. I looked back down and the sight of her big blue eyes sucking on my cock was enough to make me explode. She moved downwards to give my balls some attention while still stroking me, strands of precum oozing from the tip.

Maggie set up and started to put her hair in bun from a tie she had on her wrist. I looked over for my pants, sensing that the show was about to start. My cock is laying against my stomach and Maggie starts to grind on it. I sit up, supported by my arms behind me. Maggie wraps her hands around me and we start to kiss again. Her hips grind higher and higher against me. And then we both feel it. We’re ligned up. We stop and look at each other, both looking for validation. I’m way too in the moment, and millions of years of evolution and human biology have taken over. I nod, and Maggie places her forehead against mine as she lowers herself onto me. I’m completely inside her for only a moment before Maggie starts rocking back and forth slowly. She continues with shallow strokes, as she’s still adjusting to me. I lay back and put my hands on her hips and help her as she rides me. I hang on and try to survive as she sends shock waves down my cock with every thrust. I could feel myself tightening and knew I wouldn’t last much longer. I ask to switch positions and Maggie gets on her back.

I get between her legs and just run my hands across her body as my cock rests on her. I lean in and we kiss for a bit when I feel her grab my shaft and align herself with it. I enter her slightly and she moves her hands away and up to my chest. I push forward and enter her deeper only for her to push forward and meet me halfway. I start to pull backwards and she her hips do the same. She moves forward as I do and we start fucking each other in rhythm. I put my head against hers as we thrust into each other. I started pulling out further and entering her deeper. There were times were I was afraid I might actually pop out. Maggie closed her eyes and lay her head back and started to moan louder. I could feel she was moving with more urgency so I maintained what I was doing. The sounds of our sex were soon drowned out by the moans she was making. I could feel her squeezing me tighter and so I kept on fucking her, making sure to maintain a steady pace. Her butt lift off the bed higher as she came and I held her throughout her orgasm. I slowed as she came down and her eyes opened back up as she giggled like a school girl. She wrapped her arms around my neck and brough me in for a kiss as I started to pick up the pace again.

I sat back on my knees so I could see her body while I fucked her from on top. I wanted to see all of her and she could see all of me. “Cum, for me” Maggie whispered as she placed her hands on my thighs. I sank as deep into her as I could, my balls brushing up against her bottom. I pulled out and sank into her again. “Oh fuck” Maggie cried as the full length of me disappeared into her. I fucked her deep and hard, all I wanted now was to cum. Maggie lay back as I fucked her, her squeaks of pleasure egging me on to my own orgasm. I could feel it starting. The pleasure starts to emanate from deep within my groin and I can sense the point of no return coming. I start to grunt louder, unable to control myself. As I’m about to cum, I pull out and without missing a beat, Maggie grabs my cock and starts stroking me onto her flat stomach. I watch as she cups my balls with light pressure and gives it a soft tug. “Fuck!” I shout as I feel Maggie squeezing all the cum I have out of me. She continues to move her hands up and down as my cock shoots cum all over her writhing body. “Holy Shit, Mags” I say as I finish.

We showered together afterwards, and I ended up going back to my room as we both had stuff to do in the morning.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e7mwvz/mf_my_exs_college_roommate