I [F] invited him over even though I share a room

This happened my first year at college. I’d only been in college a few months and it totally sucked. The university had cancelled most of their big welcome events, and, maybe it’s because I’m shy, but I just didn’t get out much on my own to meet new people.

I lived in a dorm room with 3 other girls. 2 bedrooms, one common area. These 3 girls were basically the only people I’d seen my entire time here.

I was just craving human interaction.

Thankfully, there was one event that sounded pretty fun. Some campus organization was throwing a little barbecue at a park right near the campus. Food and games. You know how it goes.

I have no idea what they were trying to get me to join… I was too stressed. There were so many people there and they all seemed so engaged in the party. Unbreakable groups of people all over.

I almost left.

But, out of nowhere, a voice piped up right next to me.

“Hey, I’m Chris. Looks like everyone brought their own squad but us.”

Guess I wasn’t lost among the crowd after all.

So we talked for a bit. Turns out Chris actually had friends (unlike me) but they weren’t interested in the party. We had the kind of small talk I usually hate – “what’s your major,” “where are you from”, etc. But my absolute need for human connection overrode all judgements.

Well… maybe it was my need for human connection. Or maybe it was just no him. He’s my type. Something about looking up at a nice jaw just makes the words matter a lot less. I’m also the type to hate the idea of “wooing a woman” but I guess you could call myself adequately “wooed” ?

After a bit, the sun was starting to set and we weren’t really engaged in the party. Chris suggested grabbing a drink someplace. And, I’m not sure what came over me, but I didn’t want him to eventually ask me to go back to his place. I didn’t feel ready for that. I needed to open up slowly.

I tried to explain, and we shared info and parted ways.

After I got back to my dorm and showered, I found myself flicking through Netflix.

My roommate decided to break my trance.

“How was that party?”

I described the cliqu-iness of it all. Of course I mentioned Chris. What a mistake.

“Why are you here when you could be over there smashing him??”

Exactly. I was asking myself the same question.

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Fast forward a few days.

Chris and I had been texting here and there. I was starting to push my luck with the flirting, hoping to compensate for what was basically rejection on my part the other night.

That evening when I got back to the dorm, my roommate confronted me again.

“So, your crush. Have you met up with him yet?”

Of course I hadn’t. I explained the uphill battle it’d be to get him to like me again since I basically rejected him.

“I bet he doesn’t care about your little rejection. Invite him over right now.”

Now, you’ve got to understand our room to understand why this sounded crazy. Our two beds are just feet apart. Plus, the walls are infamous for being paper thin. I can often hear my other suite-mates just talking in their room.

The thought of inviting him over was crazy.

I told my roommate so, but she was just like “whatever, it’ll be your loss.”

Ugh. She was right and I hated her for it.

So I texted him. “hey, wanna come over?”

I don’t think he’d ever replied that quickly. I handed over my dorm info and he was on his way. I told my roommate he was coming and she’d need to get out. “Totally fine, I’ll be in the common area.” Not much privacy. ??‍♀️

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Something about the urgency of this – being so direct, knowing that my roommate knew what was about to happen was exhilarating. My heart was speeding up and I was already getting turned on. I felt like the anticipation was going to sweep me away.

I realized I hadn’t even considered what I was wearing. I looked through my underwear and found a set that I thought was just a bit sexier. Black lace, very thin in certain areas.

I’m glad I changed quickly because, before I knew it, he was knocking on my door. He even made the time to pick up takeout – something I told him was one of my favorite quick dinners. I know that was just a sweet gesture, but it drove my eagerness over the edge.

As he was about to say hi to my roommate, I pulled him into our room. I locked the door and turned around to face. I inched forward, eyes locked.

He stooped down and gave me a long, sweet kiss.

And that was the end of everything “sweet” ?

I put my hands on the small of has back and pulled him into the kiss harder. Just in case my desires weren’t clear enough already.

That’s when he grabbed me by the ass and lifted me up, still kissing me. I swung my legs around him and we were really making out.

With him holding me in this position, he walked us over to the bed and laid me down. As he pressed closer, I could feel his hard cock through his jeans… I wanted it so bad.

I started tugging at his jeans and he got the message – I was ready right now. He stripped to his underwear and then helped me with the same.

I glanced down at my panties and I could see them glistening. This lace really didn’t absorb much and I was so wet.

He reached down and ran his fingers along my slit, stopping to massage my clit. I grabbed his arm and moaned. This was all too good.

“I need you right now.”

That’s all he needed to hear. He slid off my soaked underwear and I pulled off my bra. When he pulled down his boxers, his cock bounced out. That was hot.

Without asking, I flipped over and stuck my ass high in the air for him.

He pressed his cock up against my dripping pussy and slowly pushed in. He was thick. I loved the feeling of being filled by him. After he was in, he sped up a bit. I’d say we were at an easy pace, but I was so wet it already, the smacking was audible. So much for secrecy.

I arched my back a bit more to get a better angle. I guess he liked it too because he really grabbed my ass and started pounding me. I moaned so loud with each and every thrust. It felt so raw and intense. My moans turned to little shrieks as I got closer and closer to cumming.

Before I got to that point, though, he said “I’m so close – where do you want me to cum?”

That’s when I jumped off his dick, sat him back, and licked his cock, from bottom to top. Then I took his head in my mouth and very slowly worked my way down. He was thick, so I couldn’t get it all the way in, but he made it clear that he was enjoying the deepthroat attempt.

He grabbed a fistful of my hair and I knew that was his cue. I looked up at him just as his cocked pulsed and started shooting rope after rope of cum into my mouth. Some guys just release what feels like a spoonful, but Chris kept going – I could barely hold it all, and some starting leaking out and down my face. I managed to swallow the rest of it.

He looked so worn out after that so I just laid down next to him. He told me he didn’t expect so much out of a shy girl. I almost took offense, but it made sense. Just a few days before I turned down his offer to get drinks, and here I was swallowing his load.

After he left, I showered and came back to my room.

My roommate said “so, sounds like things went well.”

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Hope you enjoyed my evening with Chris. Thats not the only sexual experience that went down in my thin-walled apartment. lmk if you want more :)

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