After a good response on the first story, thought I’d share another one from my East Coast days.
This is another college memory, from when I was a sophomore, around 20.
I used to work a part-time job on campus doing tours for prospective students and parents who came to see the school. Usually it was once or twice a week, during the spring, I would take a group from the campus center on a 30-45 minute walking tour around the college, telling them about the different buildings, departments, dorms and so on.
Usually these tours would be on Saturday mornings or afternoons, when I was hungover and I’d put on a smile, smoke a bit and try to finish them off as soon as possible. It was usually overenthusiastic parents or high school kids, so nothing too exciting.
One Saturday morning, I am at the campus center where the group is gathered, the admissions lady introduces me, and I start the tour for about 15 people. Mostly they are parents and their high schoolers, though there are two or three kids who are there alone as well.
One of them is a cute brunette, with brownish skin who I noticed immediately. She was about 5’2, wearing denim shorts, an open hoodie and a tank top. She had a bit of a goth vibe, though no visible signs of that beyond a bit of eyeliner. Her hair was a little bit curly going just below her shoulders, and she had a pretty nice ass.
Anyway, after the introduction, I started the tour, and she was usually hanging back, looking at her phone, while I went on with the routine. We all walked for a while as I talked about the old buildings and made some of my usual jokes about the campus, and a couple of times I thought she was smiling at me, but didn’t really think much of it and finished the tour.
When we got back to the campus center most of the group dispersed, while some people hung around talking and asking more questions. I thought I would go back to my room when the brunette comes up to me and says thanks for the tour.
She said she was curious about the music program, and asked if I could show her the music facilities. I said sure and we started the 5 or 10 minute walk towards the music building.
I asked her if she was thinking of applying and what kind of music she played. Her name was A- , and she was a high school senior from Maryland, about to graduate in a couple of months, thinking of applying the following year. She wanted to take a year off to travel and explore her options. She said she played violin through high school but was really interested in other types of music as well, and we talked about some of the bands that came to campus.
We get to the music building and go inside, and she asks about the concert scene on campus, drinking, smoking, and so on. I tell her it is pretty fun, and about a few gigs that happened recently as well as the closeness of the city. The building is quite empty since it is a Saturday, and I show her the auditorium and the music library. As we walk down the corridor she tells me about how the suburb she’s from rarely has any fun shows.
She asks whether there are many drugs on campus. I tell her that most people smoke weed and there’s occasional other stuff, depending on what you’re looking for.
She starts talking about how she recently started smoking a lot, and asks whether I smoke, to which I say I probably will as soon as I’m done with the tour. I can sense that she definitely wants to join in, but I’m not sure about whether it’s alright to invite her back.
We go down to the row of practice rooms, where there are instruments for people who want to jam – one is a piano room, the other has a drum kit, and there are other instruments you can sign out as well. We go into one of them and she closes the door behind us, asking it is soundproofed, which I am pretty sure it was.
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he sits down on the piano stool, and I say she can probably play something if she wants to. Instead, she’s looking up at me with a smile and I can sense more tension than before. She asks about my college experience, saying how cool it is to meet someone international, which is rare where she is from. She asks what the dating scene in college is like and I’m pretty sure there’s something brewing.
I tell her there are some steady couples, but mostly it’s casual hook ups or one night stands after a party. She says she wishes her high school was like that, but it was pretty small with too many couples and drama.
By this point I’m pretty sure I could make a move, but I’m not sure if I’m still on the job or whether it’s a good idea. So instead I ask if she is dating anyone, which she says she isn’t because she doesn’t like high school guys any more.
She gets up from the piano stool and over to me, a couple of feet away, then asks if my college tour includes any of the real fun parts of the college experience. She puts a hand on my waist and I look at her, unsure how to respond when she leans in a bit more and we start kissing.
By this point it’s hard to resist so I pull her in and we start making out more intensely.
I’m a bit worried that someone will come into the practice room, as well as about my dubious ethics as a tour guide, but I’m getting hard as she presses her body against me, and my hands move from her hips to her ass as we continue kissing.
There’s definitely a thrill being in such a public part of campus, but I’m also a bit stressed and I ask if she wants to go back to the dorms. She says this is perfect continues kissing me while I run my hands up and down her sides and unzip her hoodie a bit. I feel around under her tank top, unhooking her bra and fondling her nipples. She has small but perky tits and I’m starting to get hard.
She notices this and grabs my dick with her hand.
She pushes me back against the wall, I keep checking the door thinking somebody might walk in as she goes down on her knees and pulls my jeans and boxers down to reveal my hard cock. She takes it in her hand and starts licking, making it stiffen further. At first she’s a bit tentative but I guide her other hand to my balls and she wraps her lips entirely around me. She keeps looking up at me and I just try my best not to cum when our eyes meet. She keeps going for a couple of minutes as my breathing speeds up, and I start holding her head and first pushing it gently and then faster on to my cock.
After a few minutes of this, which could’ve been five or twenty, I tell her I’m about to cum, which only makes her go faster until I unload into her mouth. She looks up at me with a sexy smile, swallowing some while a bit of cum is around her mouth and chin. I pull up my boxers and check again, relieved nobody seems to want to practice their scales. She puts her hoodie back on properly and I ask her if she wants me to walk her to the campus center or if she has time to smoke. She says she can tell her aunt to come after a while, and we walk out of the music building and back to my dorm.
Back in my room, I pack a bowl and we smoke it while she takes off her hoodie and tells me how excited she is for her travels and college. While she smoked I started kissing her neck and undoing her bra again, feeling under her tank top. I wanted to return the favour so I slowly undid her denim shorts and started rubbing her pussy, through her soaked panties. We kissed more as I slowly took off her tank top and slid her shorts down, pulled her panties to the side and put a finger in gently.
I fingered her for a few minutes while she moaned louder, grinding faster on my fingers.
I kissed her tits and nipples while fingering her, and she kept saying ‘let’s fuck’ between moans. I said yes but then pushed her down on to the bed and started eating her out, flicking her clit with my tongue while using my fingers to go in and out. This drove her crazy and she shook with pleasure. Occasionally I would move down and rub my finger around her asshole too.
I could feel myself getting hard again, so I took off my pants and got a condom out.
I could feel her anticipation as I put it on before sliding into her in missionary. She wrapped her legs around me as I started thrusting. Her moans got louder with each one, and I felt her pussy clench and cum in a few minutes. I was close to coming but pulled out when she was shaking and started kissing and licking her nipples again.
I leaned back and turned her around, then slid into her wet pussy from behind. She groaned with pleasure and as I began to speed up, her moans were almost yelps and I could feel her tightening again. I grabbed both her ass cheeks and kept going faster as she moaned and started to shake, then used my thumb to stroke her asshole while I continued to pound her. This pushed her over the edge, making her scream and I felt her coming again just as I was about to blow my load.
Afterwards, she had to hurry off because her aunt was arriving soon, but we exchanged numbers and flirty comments about how she should definitely apply. I don’t think she did because I never really saw her again, but that was definitely the best campus tour I’ve given!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vdilco/a_great_campus_tour_mf