In college I was kinda shy. Right before I moved into the dorm I had broken up with my ex boyfriend and was ready to live some new, fun life. And I lived on a coed floor, boys on one side and girls on the other. But we shred a small laundry room and a living area.
There was a guy on the floor, pretty popular with the girls and cute. He was massive too, like built and over 6 feet. Let’s call him Trevor.
Of course I was attracted to him, but he usually had girls coming and going and I wasn’t one to chase but we had a class together and got to talking more and one night we ended up at a party and got pretty handsy and made out in the corner. I ended up leaving with friends and he stayed. I was pretty sure that was the end of that.
But then he just started popping up and flirting with me and we’d go back and forth until one night – like 2 am, most people were out for the weekend and i was doing laundry and he came up behind me, totally engulfing me and kissing my neck and telling me he hadn’t stopped thinking about me and was groping me all over, one hand snaking down my pants and I tried to keep quiet. He picked me up and put me on the dryer, fingering me and kissing me until we heard people coming.
After that he would come to my dorm room between classes when my roommate was gone and do whatever he wanted that day – make out, finger me, blowjob, sex. Just whatever and we’d act like it never happened the next time we saw each other
We stopped after we moved out of the dorms and got into our own respective relationships but last time he was single he asked me out. Kinda miss the whole random fucks
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/we0snx/dorm_flings
Great story! very well written :)