[M]y college memories: [F]eeding my [F]riends leads to some night time fun [Group]

LTL, FTP etc.

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It’s called GoneWild Stories and in my mind, stories require context. If you’d rather go straight to the naughty stuff just hit CTRL+F (Command+F if you’re on OSX) and search “Noodles”.

I write this as much for the memories as for you to enjoy. This moment has long gone and as time passes, I find the details of it hazier and ever more difficult to recall. For that reason, I’m trying to include all the parts of it that I think are relevant, including a decent amount of backstory which now that I’ve finished writing it out, makes it a pretty long read.

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It started off with a simple “Hey I’m making something to eat. Do you want some?”

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Back when I was still attending university, I lived in a dorm. It was all divided into little apartments which could be shared by anything from five to thirty people. As one of my final years living there and having gone into it exiting one relationship and basically jumping right into another before that one ended too, I had basically sworn off dating until I was out of there. I wasn’t a wild party guy, but like basically every other college male, I had an insanely high libido and wanted to go at least a little bit crazy. Add to that, this particular dorm was infamous for having tonnes of parties and inebriated girls constantly looking to hook up. Easy pickings, right? Wrong. A pretty sheltered childhood, broken by a foray into porn and relatively innocent relationships meant I had basically no game when it came to hook ups or the casual sex scene. I still don’t have any. I guess sometimes you just get lucky.

Tina and I had met during on a balcony during one such house party early in the year. I had a thing for girls with subtle tattoos. Ones that weren’t particularly obvious but seemed to imply a bit of a wild side to them. Tina had one on her back which she would later extend. She was already talking to another guy and seemed to be having a pretty good time. As it turned out, that guy was kind of a friend of mine, but also one of those guys that when drinking and/or around women he found attractive, liked to act like he was a popular guy that knew everyone. Hence the introduction what would turn out to be a big mistake on his part. I remember following her out when a group of us decided to move the party elsewhere and deliberately walking behind her to check out her amazing ass. I also remember exchanging social media details with her and being bummed that she had a boyfriend back home. At the time, I wasn’t that kind of guy.

Tina and I had a lot of mutual friends and had great chemistry in our friendship. We got along like a house on fire, but that’s not hard with me. Just feed me, make me laugh and you’ll always be in my good books. I should probably tell you more about Tina though. Tina was a foreign student looking to get out of the country and study in a more slow-paced, relaxed environment. In her mid-twenties, she was above the average age of females living in dorms (most were straight out of high school so around twenty years old). She was petite, but curvy, long flowing black hair, mysterious dark brown eyes that could portray the innocence of a virgin or the temptation of an escort and a ridiculous butt; easily one of her best physical features. She resembled someone who was once extremely vigilant about their figure, but with more important things to worry about, had let themselves go a little bit. The little bit of extra weight had gone to the right places though, and to this day I find her very attractive. She was friendly, but a little introverted and probably didn’t quite fit in this dorm’s culture, something we both shared. She was kind of girl that loved wholeheartedly whenever she loved at all but was nervous to get close to people.

Diana, a girl I had slept with previously and I would find out, still carried a flame for me (trust me, I honestly don’t know how I made it happen and I still don’t know) had turned into one of her tight friends and would often tell me about her antics with Tina when they went out. It turned out Tina with a boyfriend back home was a little bit of a deviant when drunk or when smoking weed. It also turned out that after one night out on the town, Diana and Tina had gone home with a guy who tried to get something going with both of them but neither of them, even when drunk, found him attractive enough to do anything more than rub him off. But they DID play with each other. Diana was… actually I don’t remember how old she was. I think around 22-23. She was also very petite but was less curvy than Tina. Also long black hair, dangerous eyes. You might say I have a type. Oh, and she also had a boyfriend back home but was allowed to do things casually while she was here. Sex with her was good, never amazing but I found myself going back to her occasionally whenever I was feeling a bit lonely or just horny. Stories were fun, but it was clear Tina was limited herself to girls. No biggie, I would keep my respectful distance.

Tina and I still hung out though. Also mid-twenties at the time, I was way more mature than most of the guys there and I think she enjoyed spending time with someone with similar life experience and who absolutely had no interest in doing the horizontal monster mash with her. Which was true at the time. She was a great cook and a kind soul who would always offer me her leftover or extra food if I was hungry. I felt bad taking it, but not bad enough to say no. Plus she was a really good cook.

But I don’t like owing people too much, plus I also was pretty decent in the kitchen and had told her so in the past. With my promise to cook her a meal at some point in mind, I sent her a zero intentions text.

-Hey, I’m making something to eat. Do you want some?

-Really? When? I’m not in my room but I can still come.

-I’m just cooking now, but I’d say it would be ready in 15 mins or so.

-I’ll come over now.

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-Hey, can I bring Diana with me?

Tina had no idea Diana and I had hooked up in the past. Something that would prove vital later on and something that if she had known, would probably have stopped this entire thing from happening.

-Sure. I’ll cook enough for three.

So, I did. I’d like to say it was a masterpiece but really it was a noodle soup with chicken, mushrooms and green beans. Tasted good though.

I had made a bit more than I needed to but knowing how much the two of them could eat, I didn’t want them to still be hungry. Every girl I have ever slept with, I have cooked for before it happened and they would later tell me, was a pivotal moment in changing how they viewed me as a friend as opposed to a possible partner. Guys, cook for your women.

Two very full and very satisfied girls later, it was getting quite late and I was getting quite tired. It was almost midnight and a day of socializing had left me rather drained and looking to retire to my room. Alone.

It was Diana that started it.

“I’m too tired to go back to my room, can I crash in yours?”

Tina nodded. “Can I crash as well?”

Now hold up a damn minute. Two girls? In my room? With me? One I had history with and one I was attracted to?

Now I HATE having people in my bed. I can’t sleep. I need to fidget, I like listening to podcasts but cannot fall asleep with headphones in. I have so many things I need to tick off before I sleep that having someone there just knocks it out of whack. Also, the rooms are tiny. If you put a double in the room, you wouldn’t have anywhere to walk. But who says no to two attractive girls wanting to sleep in your room?

“Sure. I’ll pull Janna’s spare mattress from the living room and put it on the floor. You guys share the bed”

Janna was one of my roommates who had her own bed and left her dorm issued mattress in the common room for friends to use.

In my room we go. Fortunately, I had inherited a lot of blankets, pillows and bed sheets from friends and family. I made the beds. Took my shower. Got changed into a pair of pajama pants.

So, there we are. Me with my pillow and blanket, lying on a mattress on the floor. Two girls in their t-shirt and panties in my bed. Me needing a cold shower. Two girls giggling quietly. Me trying to fall asleep. Two girls moaning. Me pretending to be asl-

Wait.

Moaning?

I lay dead still, trying to make as little noise as possible. There was no way in hell I was going to “wake up” and interrupt this moment. But seriously, what on earth was going on up there. A little bit of rustling from my bed. Then silence.

Then a giggle. And kissing. And is that tongue? Oh hello there little downstairs guy, I see you’ve caught on to what’s happening. Another moan. Seriously what the fuck is happening in my bed and why am I on a mattress on the floor.

More rustling and then that beautiful sound a vagina makes when it’s wet and something (a finger) enters it for the first time. I will never forget that noise or the moan that followed it after. That deep, guttural groan that a girl makes when they’re getting something so desperately need.

I couldn’t help it. I rolled over to try and peek and then they stopped.

“I see someone’s awake” Diana you fucking tease.

“Of course I’m fucking awake. You think I could sleep through that?”

“Sorry David, it was Diana’s fault. She kissed me first.”

“I thought he was asleep!”

“I was trying to sleep.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. We’ll stop.” Diana. You. Tease,

“Well I’m not going to fucking be able to fall asleep now.”

“Aww poor thing. Why not?”

Fuck it.

“Because now I’m horny and frustrated and I’m feeling left out.”

They didn’t say anything, and I couldn’t see their faces, but I imagine they had one of those weird telepathy moments than women sometimes have with each other.

“Well why don’t you come up here then?” Diana. You. Legend.

Tina and I, up to this point had never done anything. Never even done anything more than hug. We had hung out a few times. Watched a little Netflix. Jammed a bit on guitar. Nothing to write home about.

(Oh my god, is this happening?)

Up I went. At this point I realized that there were three of us and while two people could probably fit in a single, three was a bit of stretch.

“Umm, where should I go? It’s a pretty small bed.”

“In the middle?”

A few awkward moments later where the size of the bed meant I had to kick Diana out of the bed so I could slide in next to Tina before Diana could roll back in and I had a girl on either side of me.

“Lift your arms up, you’ll be more comfortable.”

And then suddenly I had two half naked-ish girls cuddling with me, my arm under their head on either side of me. I turned to look at Diana and she had the look of the devil. I looked at Tina. She looked nervous but also a little bit excited.

Diana had never been the patient type.

“Hey David, thanks for the noodles by the way.”

And that’s when I felt Diana kissing my neck. With our history together, she knew my spots. I’ve always valued communicating with your partner what turns you on physically and mentally. I didn’t used to, but ever since I started, I can safely say I’ve never had bad sex. So Diana knew my neck and ear were massive weak spots for me.

She trailed kisses up and down my neck. Her kisses teased the corner of my mouth them backed away. I didn’t dare to even move a muscle, didn’t dare to breathe. I couldn’t help it though and a little sigh escaped my mouth before it turned into a moan as she nipped my ear. That’s when I felt it. Another pair of lips mirroring Diana’s on the other side of my neck and my body twitched in shock and in pleasure.

(Oh my god it’s happening)

Diana had always been aggressive. She enjoyed fast, hard sex with lots of sucking and marking and being told what to do. Her nips on my ear brought ripples of pain and even more pleasure. Tina was gentler. Her tongue trailing the side of my neck before tickling the tip of my ear and going back down again. My whole body was twitching but I dared not voluntarily move a muscle, lest I snap Tina out of her aroused trance and spoil everything.

I hadn’t worn a top to bed, just my pants and now Diana was trailing her fingers down my neck and chest, past my hip to settle on the inside of my thigh, rubbing small circles just far enough that I was shaking with arousal. Tina on the other hand was resting her hand on my chest, content to draw out the small gasps of pleasure I would give whenever she would suck on my neck or ear.

“Get hard for me”, Diana whispered in my ear. “Show her what you have.”

What I had was a regular length penis which had never measured (I would later be told it was around 5″ but maybe a bit longer if I was incredibly hard) but surprisingly girthy. I didn’t know this, having spent very little time looking at other penises but girth is apparently a major factor if you have an average sized dick. What concerned me more is the fact that when I looked down, mini me was still asleep. Two girls pressing all my favourite spots and I couldn’t get it up. This called for reinforcements.

“Umm, give me a second I need to pee.”

Unbeknownst to all my previous sexual partners, but I had been given some pills a while ago (Not sildenafil aka Viagra but a milder version) that encouraged junior down there to stay awake during class for longer. Whenever a previous partner had messaged that they were particularly horny or “didn’t have anything on in the morning”, I would occasionally pop one to ensure they were satisfied. I knew I might have had one left, but it had been some time since I had needed it, so I wasn’t sure. The heavens smiled upon me and I found one pretty quickly and darted to the bathroom, swallowed it down and flushed the toilet to sell the illusion.

Back in bed and the girls were giggling and didn’t miss a beat. Diana had had enough waiting around and it wasn’t long before he mouth was on mine, her tongue licking my lip, asking for entry. I knew kissing was a big deal for Tina, so I didn’t expect anything from her, given her relationship status. Diana though, was full steam ahead. Her hand was now in my pants, teasing and stroking. Tina’s soft lips were leaving little kisses all up and down my neck. My body shook in arousal again and then suddenly, my old buddy reared his wonderful head.

“Mmm hello”

Except Diana wasn’t talking to me, she was now talking to not-so-mini me. I looked at Tina, one hand in Diana’s hair, one hand nestling the side of Tina’s blushing cheek.

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. Ok?”

That’s when Tina kissed me. She might have nodded or smiled, or she might have even said something. I don’t remember. All I remember was one pair of lips sucking the life out of my dick and another softer pair kissing my own.

Tina drew back a little. Conflict still written over her face. She looked down. Her eyes widened and she gasped a little.

“I know right? He’s pretty big.”

I’m not that big. I know that as a fact, but you’ll take those compliments whenever you hear them. Maybe the girth made it seem larger or longer than it actually was. Either way, that pill was in full force and I was hard as a rock.

Diana went back down on me, but she was no longer looking at me. Her eyes were all on Tina, temping, daring. As if hypnotized, Tina reached out to touch my hard on and Diana pulled off to let her. Her fingers wrapped around the middle and as Diana turned to take her top off, Tina went down on me for the first time. Her mouth was different to Diana. I don’t think Diana ever really enjoyed sucking me off, it was just a way for her to get my motors running and also probably provide a little extra lubrication before the main event as for all her high sex drive, she never got extremely wet. Tina’s mouth was slow, methodical, wet and warm. At that point in time I had never came from a blowjob. I wouldn’t this time either but that didn’t stop them from trying.

I remember how small her mouth felt around me. And then another pair of lips, Diana licking my balls and the base of my shaft. Tina stopped and turned to me again for another kiss, this time with much less hesitation. For the first time, her tongue flicked into my mouth and then slipped inside. I nibbled on her bottom lip and then soothed it with my own tongue. She moaned as I did. I tried to reach for her butt, but it was too far to reach, positioned the way we were. Instead, my hands found the base of her shirt and I tugged. Her arms lifted and there she was in her panties and nothing else.

Diana had stopped blowing me by now and seeing us progress a bit more, she grabbed the waistband of my pants and pulled. My underpants and pajama pants came off in one motion and Diana’s panties followed soon after. Tina’s stayed on.

Diana climbed on top of me, grabbing my dick and positioning it underneath her. As she rubbed me against her wet pussy, she looked at me asking for permission. I nodded and she moaned as I filled her. I heard Tina gasp next to me, no longer looking at me, her teeth biting her lower lip as she watched Diana ride me, a hand drifting under her panties.

As Tina moved back a little to give us space to fuck, Diana crawled further on top of me, stealing a kiss.

“You want her, don’t you?”

(I should be the better person. I should tell her that Tina has a boyfriend and that she doesn’t have to go any further if she doesn’t want to. She can stop her, and it would be our secret.)

Instead I kissed her back hungrily. “Maybe”

“I don’t believe you.”

My hips rose to meet hers and whatever she wanted to say after that died on her lips as she began to pant. Her hand balled a bit of my blanket as she squeezed it tight.

“Fuck. Fuck. I’m going to come. I’m going to-”

Diana groaned as her body shook on top of me. I kissed her forehead before she rolled off me and took me back into her mouth. I turned to look at Tina and I noticed her panties were now off, revealing a recently shaved but not completely clean pussy. Moisture glistened between her parted lips, her arousal clearly showing.

Diana lifted her mouth off of my dick.

“Fuck him, you know you want to.”

Desire but still conflict was written all over her face.

(Say something. Tell her she doesn’t have to.)

“Can I?”

I blinked. Tina was asking for permission?

“Of course.”

As Tina passed Diana to take her place, the two of them stole a kiss from each other. She settled on top of me, taking me into her hand and aiming it between her legs. I could feel the heat of her pussy and her arousal seeped out, coating the tip of my cock.

(I should say something)

She was so tight she couldn’t get it in the first time. She had to rub the tip between her pussy lips a few times and then slowly work my cock inside of her. But when it was inside, I knew I was in trouble. Tina’s pussy was almost scalding hot, she was dripping wet and oh so tight. This is going to make me sound like an ass, but she was so much better than Diana and having been with Diana many times before, I knew this was the pussy I wanted to fuck.

“Ohhhhhhhh”, Tina groaned as I bottomed out inside of her. “Give me a second.”

(Shit, too late to be the good guy now. Just be patient. Let her do her own thing.)

Her pussy fluttered around me.

(Wait is she coming?)

“Oh my god, fuck me.”

I thought Tina to be a bit shyer, more hesitant than Diana.

I was so wrong.

Tina rode me like a woman possessed. Her hips rolling against mine, my hips rising to drive myself as far inside that amazing pussy as possible with each thrust. It took time for Diana and I to find this kind of rhythm. With Tina it felt natural. I don’t know how long we were fucking for, but it couldn’t have been long before I felt her tighten around. Her gasps and pants turned into muffled screams as she held a hand over her mouth. I pulled her down on top of me to kiss her but not before whispering in her ear.

“Cum for me.”

I covered her lips with my own as she screamed into my mouth and her entire body shook. Her pussy became painfully tight and I could feel her arousal dripping down my shaft and onto my thighs as I drove it as far into her as it could possibly go. Her body went from hot to an inferno and sweat poured down her back and covered my hand as she came. She pulled her face away from mine as she gasped for breath.

“Fuck. Fuck.”

I lifted her off of me and pretty much threw her onto the other side of the bed, almost ramming her headfirst into the wall. I had been holding back this entire time, letting the girls dictate the pace but now that she had came all over me and clearly enjoyed it, it was time to take what I wanted.

I could see the tattoos that trailed down her back all the way to her glorious ass. I grabbed a cheek with each hand as I flipped her onto front and pulled her waist up towards me. She turned to look at me over her shoulder and there was no more conflict. Only heat and desire. She wanted more.

I grabbed my still hard cock, rubbed it against her pussy and then shoved it inside of her once more. Once again her pussy fluttered around me and she moaned so loud anyone walking outside my window would have heard (they did). I grabbed her waist, my fingers digging into her skin and fucked her from behind as hard as I could. She moaned and screamed with every thrust and it felt like bare moments before she came again. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. Sweat dotted my forehead and ran down my face. Her own sweat dripped off her back onto my bed sheets. Her hands grasped the bed head as if her life depended on it.

I gave her everything, even as my thighs began cramp and my legs began to shake. I wanted to make her come over and over again. I wanted her to remember me. Remember this moment. When she went home to her boyfriend, whenever she fucked another guy, I wanted her to remember me. Remember what I could do to her, how good I could make her feel.

She came again and her hands squeezed the head of my bed before slipping off as she collapsed onto my bed. Her thighs shook but my hands held her waist up as I kept going. Kept thrusting inside her sopping wet pussy. Her tight, searing hot pussy. Kept thrusting as she squeezed me so hard, I groaned in pain. Again. She came again. And again. And again. Tina’s arms lay limp underneath her, her cheek pressed against the mattress. No longer thrusting back, just letting me use her and loving every second of it.

In a moment of rationality, I paused.

“Are you OK? Do you want me to stop?”

“Do you want to stop? Are you tired?”

(So tired)

“No. I’m fine.”

“I’m fine too. Keep going.”

Good enough for me. I thrust back inside of her and her moans rose in volume again.

“Oh my god. I-I-I…”

“Are you sure you’re ok?”

“Yessssss, I can’t stop coming oh my god. You’re so good. How are you so good?”

She was babbling at this point. “I can’t stop, I can’t stop, I can’t stop.”

I was lost in the feeling. Of the moment. Of her. Of Tina.

“I can’t take anymore, I just keep coming, Oh my god.”

I didn’t stop. I needed her to know who could do this to her. Needed her to remember this forever.

“Hey…” Diana said, clearly upset.

Shit.

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I hope you enjoyed this memory of mine. It was a long time ago, but everything is true, albeit I’ve written it with a bit of my own flair for the dramatic. I wasn’t the best person back then, I’m still not. Feel free to judge me; I’ve judged myself and my actions plenty of times over, so you won’t be saying anything I haven’t already thought myself.

I ended it abruptly at that point because the rest of it is pretty mundane and not really much to write home about. I haven’t included many details of my own appearance because honestly, they’re not that important. I’m not tall, I’m not exceedingly good looking with a history of being competitive in some sport, and I’m not extraordinarily charismatic. I’m just a very average person who got very, very lucky.

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