Dorm visit (all 3 parts) (mf) (shy girl)

I previously posted this story in its separate parts, but here’s the entire plot so far in one place for anybody who’s finding this for the first time. I personally have become quite fond of the characters so part 4 is a very real possibility, enjoy :)

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Pt.1

I’d been laying in bed when the knock came at my door. It was a quarter past eleven, and I had felt sure that no one else would bother me that night. I planned to ignore the knock and go back to sleep, passing it off as an accident and returning to my early night. The knocker, however, had other ideas; again came the sharp tapping on the door to my dorm. 

Begrudgingly, I reached over to the door and twisted the bolt, unlocking it with a loud click. My mysterious visiter took this as an invitation and pushed down the handle. The light of the hallway blinded me, my eyes closed against the glare. Seeing my distress, the guest closed the door and stood in the dark of my room, eerily silent. As I opened my eyes I began to panick, kicking myself for letting a stranger into my room at night, but my fears were dismissed when I opened my eyes.

In the dim light before me stood a girl who I recognised from my engineering class. She had a slim build, her pale legs crossed as she stood awkwardly next to my bed. Her blonde hair gently rustled about her breasts in the breeze coming from my open window and her glasses reflected the moonlight. I stared at her for a good few seconds, my tired brain trying to come up with something to say to this angel beside me.

“Hello?” Was the best I could think of.

“S… Sorry to wake you.” She murmured.

“No, no it’s fine, what do you need?”

“Well… I remembered that you were in my class… And I didn’t know who else to ask…”

“Is this about the paper?”

“Yes! Yes the paper, that’s what I came to ask you about.” She said meekly, clearly unsure of herself.

“Did you have to wake me up for this?”

“I’m so, so sorry! I just couldn’t stop worrying and you seemed nice… I… I don’t know anybody here.”

A pang of guilt corsed through me: I shouldn’t have been so blunt with her. There was something about this girl that made me want to just hold her tight and keep her safe. She was nervous and cute, she seemed so fragile in the moonlight…

“So… So can you help me?”

“Oh yeah of course.”

I lifted the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed, completely forgetting I was only wearing boxers. I could feel my cheeks flush, but I maintained composure and acted like I wasn’t bothered. I stood up, noticing for the first time how short she was, and walked over to my desk. I turned on my computer and waited for it to boot up, standing in an awkward silence. Here I was, with a devilishly cute girl in my room, only wearing my pants. I prayed and prayed that I wouldn’t get hard. I tried to focous on my computer, on the walls, on the breeze from the window, anything but the way her breasts pushed through her thin top when she breathed. Anything but the way her shorts clung to her thighs. And defintly anything but the way that she absent mindedly bit her lip as she studied my face. 

I couldn’t do it, I felt my cock move slightly against my crotch. I had to get this word document open and get back into bed as quickly as possible. 

“You seem nervous.” She whispered, laying a hand gently on my shoulder.

No no no. Please stop. But it was too late, the touch had got my member straining against my underwear like a savage beast. I desperatly tried to distract myself before she noticed, even going as far as to ram my foot into the corner of the table to get my mind off sex. I gritted my teeth through the pain, but it was to no avail. 

“Are… Are you ok?” She asked, growing concerned

“I’m fine, just a little stressed about tomorrow.”

“Oh yeah, apparently that test is really hard.” 

Good, good. Talk about school work. Nothing sexy about school work. 

She leaned closer to me, her top sagging forwards and giving me a glance down her tits. It was no use, I couldn’t distract myself from her.

“And… Here’s the paper.” I said, trying not to look at her boobs again. She noticed my glance, and blushed a deep shade of red. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-” i began to apologize but she cut me off.

“It’s… It’s my fault. I didn’t want the paper, I already did it this morning…”

“Then why are you here?”

She glanced sheepishly at my hard cock, going an even deeper shade of red.

“I’m… I’m a virgin!” She said quickly, forcing the words out before her embarrassment got the better of her.

“I’m… I’m a virgin. And I just thought… It was stupid I’m sorry.” I could see tears build up in her eyes, so I put my hand under her chin and tilted her head up slightly.

“And you just thought what?”

“Maybe you… Would like to have me…?”

I put my arm around her back and pulled her towards me, her breasts pushed up against my chest. She closed her eyes, unsure of what was going to happen next, and I pushed my lips onto hers. I felt her relax in my arms, she kissed me back gently, her soft mouth pressed up against mine. I broke off the kiss, and lead her by the hand back to my bed. 

“What do you want me to do exactly?” I asked her

“Anything you want.” She said with a small smile, before blushing again. 

“Take your top off” 

She did as I asked, pulling the fabric over her head and dropping it to the floor. Her tits were small but firm, her pink nipples perked up and begging me to suck them. I put one hand on her cheek and the other cupped her breast, pushing her back onto the bed as I began to kiss her neck. She moaned softly, and I began to make my way down to her collar bone. From there I moved across the top of her boob, and descended down towards her nipple. She tensed as I began to kiss and suck, her breaths shaky and full of soft moans. I moved my hand down onto her stomach. I continued to kiss her breast, savoring the feel of her soft skin against my lips. With my fingers I lifted the waist band of her shorts, slipping my hand inside. I was going where no man had gone before. I gently stroked the skin above her clit, teasing her as I played with her tits. 

“Please,” she begged.

I took my mouth away from her chest and began to kiss my way down her stomach, lowering her shorts with my free hand as I did so. Now she was completely naked. I made my way down to her crotch, and gazed at her pink pussy. With my tongue I parted her labia, eliciting a strong moan from her lips, and pressed my mouth over her vulva. She squirmed beneath me, spasming with each contact. I continued to lick and suck, leading to each breath becoming a pleasurable squeal. I could taste her juices in my mouth and feel her soft skin against my lips. With one hand I began to tease the bottom of her pussy, gently moving the tip of my finger back and forth across it. She responded by pushing her crotch further into my face, which I took as an invitation to go further. I began to push the finger into her, still licking her sex as I did so. I moved the finger up to my knuckle inside her, feeling her contract around me with pleasure. I added a second finger, slipping easily into her pussy wet with my saliva and her own juices.

By the time I’d worked a third finger in, I could feel her tensing against me.

“Don’t… Stop….” She begged

I continued just as I had been, sucking And licking in time with my fingers pumping. The tension broke into shaking and violent spasms, her moans reaching a high pitch as she grabbed onto my head with her thighs for support.

“Fuck fuck fuck!” She yelled as she orgasmed onto my face, sticky liquid dripping down my chin and soaking the bed. She released my head and lay back onto the bed.

“Fuck…” She mumbled.

“Do I get a go?” I asked jokingly, worried that I might completely exhaust her if I went any further.

“Yes… Please.” She begged between heavy breaths.

I pulled down my boxers, my long neglected cock springing out with a purple tip. She closed her eyes and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand. With the tip of my penis I circled her dripping pussy, teasing her. Then I rubbed it over her clit, and slid it inside her.

“Ooooohh.” I said, relived to finnaly have some sexual gratification of my own. Her breathing became sharp once again, but she laid still with her eyes closed. I slid further in, her cum lubricating her tight hole. And god was she tight, my foreplay hadn’t loosened her up nearly as much as I’d hoped. She was warm and wet, and I found myself sinking the entire length of my shaft into her virgin slit. Then I began to move backwards into the chilly air of the room, my dick dripping with sweat and cum. I pushed myself backwards and forwards, her cheeks flushing red once again as she began to moan. I gathered pace, her tits bouncing with the force of my thrusts. In. Out. In. Out. My hips smacked against her ass, rattling the bed and causing her to blush and moan.

Her pussy clung to my cock, squeezing me tightly as I entered and dragging me back as I left. I could feel her contract around me with every moan and spasm.

In. Out. In. Out.

My cock was harder than I’d ever felt it before, the sight of her bouncing tits and the feel of her tight cunt driving me wild.

In. Out. In. Out.

I couldn’t keep this up much longer, I felt a load building up inside me.

I kept going as long as I could, savoring the feel of her hot wet inside. But I couldn’t risk cumming in her, so I pulled out.

I lifted my cock above her face and rubbed my hand up and down quickly, she opened her eyes and reached out a hand to help me. She was inexperienced at giving hand jobs, but it was enough to finish me off. My penis tensed, and I blew my load on her pretty face.

I collapsed next to her, exhausted.

I was half asleep, but I watched her get up and wash herself off, and then return to bed with me. We slept naked and embraced, guarding one another from the cold of the night.

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Pt.2

I woke that morning to warm breath in my face. The smell was unpleasant but tolerable, the exhales were shallow, the inhales seemed impossibly long. Her leg was wrapped over my hip, my arm pinned underneath her head. In one hand I found that I had been cupping her bare breast.

The previous night swam back to me: the mysterious arrival of the adorable girl, her subsequent horny confession and the coitus that ensued. I smiled to myself: not bad for an engineering major.

Her glasses, which she had unusually left on whilst she slept, were lopsided and tangled with her hair. The result of this was that one closed eye seemed much larger than the other. I chuckled quietly, as despite this distortion she still seemed devilishly cute. Her eyebrows were bushy and white, curving away from the mark on the bridge of her nose where her glasses had pressed into the skin.

Her lips were ever so slightly parted, allowing air to gently whistle in and out. They were a shade of pale pink, creases running the length of the shallow dip formed beneath her nose. I moved my hand from her breast and delicately hovered my index finger over the dip. Then I gently ran it along the remaining length of her lips and round to her chin. This interrupted her breathing. She fidgeted slightly, blew out a long breath then settled for a second. With a sharp intake of air, she slowly opened one beautifully blue eye.

“Morning sleepy,” I said, smiling.

Her eye searched my face for a second, then the familiar blush returned to her cheeks. She blinked slowly, her breath quickening.

“Last… Night…”

“That was real,”

She flushed a very deep shade of red, shooting up into a sitting position.

“Easy now, easy now, I don’t want you fainting on my watch,” I warned, seeing her pupils dilate.

She looked down at me, hands over her breasts, face bright red.

“I’m so sorry that I made you do this,” she said

“It’s fine, really,” I said with a smile, “And trust me, you’re a real looker,” I added for good measure.

This only added to her blush, but her body did relax slightly.

“You let me stay?”

“Of course I did, why wouldn’t I?”

“I expected to be fucked and then just kicked out, this… This is… More than I could have ever hoped for,” tears welled up in her eyes.

“Ay, ay, ay there’s no need to cry,” I said sitting up myself and wrapping my arms around her. She cried into my shoulder.

“You… Don’t… Even… Know… My… Name…” She chocked out between sobs, “And you did all this… For me?”

I held her tightly, “That’s not true; I know you’re name is Alice,” she looked up at me, tears still dripping down her face, “I found out when I looked at the board outside the workshops, you put in an order for some wood or something for a project,”

“You really are golden,” she said, tears catching in her throat and causing her laugh to resemble a cough. However her smile was unmistakable. Then she kissed me, her soft lips pressed tightly against mine.

“I sure chose the right guy to hook up with!” She giggled.

“What about more than just a hook up?”

“Stop! You’re spoiling me!” She laughed, blushing hard and playfully hitting my shoulder. I wanted to spoil her. There was something about her that made me want her to be mine, something about her that shone through the pain brought by my past ex girlfriends. It seemed to me like I wasn’t the only one who was golden.

I made to stand up, but she caught me, pinning me back to the bed.

“Where do you think you’re going?” She said in an adorable attempt to play dom, still with flushed cheeks and a flickery gaze.

“I was going to get dressed.”

“Oh no you don’t,” she licked her finger, wrapping her tongue around it, then pressed it to my lips.

I couldn’t move, I just lay there and watched.

“I’ve always wanted to do this!” She broke character to giggle, her innocent and shy self showing once again.

Then she kissed me again, her boobs pressing onto my naked chest. She reached down a hand, running one finger along the underside of my rapidly hardening shaft, precum wetting her finger as she passed over the tip. She put her index in her mouth, attempting to be provocative but succumbing to embarrassment half way through; she dropped her hand, giggling and blushing uncontrollably.

“I’m sorry… I saw this in porn once…” She attempted to cover for her inexperience.

“It’s fine, really, you’re doing great,”

Then she moved backwards, pinning my cock to my stomach. She began to slowly move back and forth, rubbing her sealed lips on me. The experience was amazing, from the tingling in my member to her thighs squeezing my hips. She screwed up her face in pleasure, somehow becoming even more adorable.

“Can i… Choke you..?” She said, embarrassment nearly stopping her mid sentence.

“Gently,” i wasn’t enthusiastic about erotic asphyxiation, but I didn’t want to deny her her experiments.

She put her hand over my throat, still dry humping me, and ever so gently applied pressure. I could still easily breathe, and luckily that much seemed to satisfy her kink.

After a while she let go of my neck, and raised herself up above my crotch.

“This is my way of thanking you for taking charge last night,” she said, her newfound confidence suprising me. Or perhaps it was just that she trusted me.

She lifted my cock up, and lowered herself onto it. A sharp moan escaped her lips; she was just as tight as yesterday. Her breasts shook with her shaky breathing. Slowly she lowered herself further, sinking me into her. I could feel the pressure of her vagina all around me, the warmth almost homely. She sunk all the way, coming to rest on my stomach.

“This hurts… My legs…” She pushed out between moans and whimpers.

I pushed my crotch up, allowing her to come out of the near splits and still remain with me deep inside. Then I moved down, pulling myself out of her. It was cold outside, my dick dripping with moisture. She sunk back down onto it, moaning again as she did so.

We kept up the pattern: her sinking, me pushing up and pulling out. We gathered pace until I was practically bouncing her, or maybe she was bouncing me. It didn’t matter, all that mattered was the tight warm wetness of her pussy and the strong grip of her thighs. This seemed even better than last night. As she bounced, she moaned louder and louder. Her eyes crossed briefly, loosing herself to the pleasure. She began to spasm around me, her pussy tightening and loosening randomly. I could feel myself building up aswell. I’d make her cum, then pull out.

We continued at the exact same pace, sinking, pushing, pulling.

“Oh fuck,” she cried, her face going bright red as she tightened around me. The tension gave way, she came all over me and the bed.

“I gotta pull out,” I said, on the verge of following her lead.

“No… Inside…” She pleaded

I had no time to argue, and even if she’d disagreed I wouldn’t have been able to. I released inside, my load blowing within her. I pulsated, mine and her cum mixing and dripping down onto my stomach. She lifted herself off of me, still leaking everywhere.

“The fuck are we going to do?” I asked, panicking.

“It’s… Fine, I can get some pills later…”

I pulled her close, both of us stinking of sweat and cum.

“I promise I’ll stay with you, no matter what.” I whispered, she kissed my cheek.

“You’re the man I’ve always wanted.” She giggled.

Pt.3

Strings of fairy lights laced their way between toffee apple kiosks and market stalls. Beneath the chatter of the crowds could be heard the quiet rushing of the river, a peaceful noise coming and going with the strength of the breeze.

Reflected in her glasses were dazzling dancers born from the decorative lighting behind us, twirling around each other in a desperate waltz. The breeze caught her hair, blowing it around her face, but her gaze remained fixed on the dark water. Snippets of conversations drifted down to us, laughter and joy from all angles. Still she stared into the water, her arm resting on one raised knee, the other leg out straight in front.

“It’s good to get away from it all,” I said, breaking the silence.

“Hmm?”

“The crowds, the uni, all of it.”

“I suppose so, but there’s one thing I don’t want to get a break from,”

“What’s that?”

“You, dummy!” She giggled, severing her eye contact with the river to look at me.

“I suppose we’ve done it all in the wrong order,”

“I suppose, but it’s been so much fun,”

She rested her head on my shoulder, her hair falling down over my arm. I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her close.

“You said you’d never let me go,” she whispered.

“And I never will,” I said, looking down to see her smiling up at me. With her doubts dismissed, she snuggled closer into me. I could feel her chest rise and fall against me, her arm moving as she absentmindedly twisted a blade of grass around her finger. We sat there, savoring the peaceful sound of the water, for some time.

“Can… Can I ask you something?” She said, the adorable blush returned to her cheeks.

“Anything,”

“Am I… Your girlfriend now?” She blushed even harder.

“Were you not already?” I said. She buried her face into my shirt.

“Stop spoiling me! Why are you so golden?” She said into my chest, muffled by my shirt. I stroked her hair gently, one arm still wrapped around her shoulders. She began to sob gently into me. I held her tightly, her shoulders shaking and her tears beginning to wet my shirt. They seemed to be tears of happiness, although I still felt concerned when this happened. I kissed her forehead, which drew her face away from my chest to look up at me.

“I’m sorry…” She began to say.

“No, no. It’s fine, really,” I said, attempting to comfort her.

“It’s just that… All of this… Is so much more than I could have ever hoped for. You’re golden! I mean it, everything you’ve done for me, everything you’re doing, only someone truly angelic would do that for me. Out of all the girls, you chose me to keep that night. Nobody has ever, in my entire life, chosen me before. Why? Why would you do that?”

“Because you’re golden too, Alice. I know you’ve had a crush on me for some time, but it took real courage to come to me that night. I’ve been with girls before, true, but they’ve never stacked up to you. They exist now only as painful memories… But you: you make me smile with everything you do.”

She smiled, blushing, sniffling away the tears, then she kissed me. It was a deep kiss, different from the pecks we constantly exchanged before. She put her whole body into it, wrapping her arms around me and pulling herself in. It was a kiss with weight, a kiss with more than just lust behind it.

We broke of the kiss, her arms still around me. We looked into each others eyes, staring, searching, admiring. How I loved her eyes: a deep blue ocean, speckled with tiny flecks of fish darting around, frozen in time midway through a race or a dance, a beautiful school surrounding the very doors to the beauty within. I do not know what she saw in mine, but it seemed to please her just as much. She kissed me again, locking lips in the same passionate way.

After we reluctantly parted from one another, she glanced down at her wristwatch. The dark leather straps contrasted strongly with her incredibly pale skin.

“It’s almost midnight,” she said, looking back up at me. The summer breeze rustled the grass around us, stirring up the river.

“We should head back,”

We stood up, she brushed the grass from her long skirt. It was a short walk to my car, back through the market. It was distinctly less crowded, and sellers were begging to close up their stalls. Still the fairy lights weaved between them, yellow and white bulbs lighting our way home. As we walked I felt her hand wriggle into mine, gripping me tightly. I guess if she was my girlfriend now then there was no harm in letting it show; I gripped her hand back, and swung our arms gently with each step.

We went along the riverside, leaving the market behind us. It was dark, but we weren’t scared; we had each other.

We reached my car, it sat alone in an empty carpark. The paint was chipped around the wheels, and there was a nasty scratch down one side, but other than that it was perfectly fine. I opened the driver’s side door when all of a sudden I saw her staring intently at me.

“Backseat, now.” She said with confidence I didn’t know she had. The dominant side to her had come out not too long ago, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t into it, but it still scared me that someone so innocent and adorable had this hidden within them. She began to blush as I processed her words, but I complied before she had time to apologize.

“Lie down,” she instructed, becoming more sure of herself with each command.

I lay down in the backseat of my own car, unsure what she would do next, but excited for it all the same. Then she grabbed my ankle, pulling herself up onto me, dragging her hands up my legs. She rested them ontop of my crotch. I feel myself get hard.

“This is revenge,” she said.

“Oh yeah?”

“Revenge for eating me out so well that night,” the first half of her speech was full of confidence, but soon trailed off into embarrassment, “that was… That was the first time a guy had… Ever… Given me an orgasm,” she blushed again.

It was adorable watching her try to act so tough, only to let her shy and adorable self shine through again. She shook herself, then placed her hands over her top.

“You like my tits, don’t you?” She asked, her confidence returning.

“Yes,”

“That’s what I thought,” she smiled, then pulled her dress over her head. She was now in only her panties, her breasts hanging down above me. Her panties clearly showed a wet patch, slowly growing in size.

She unbuckled my jeans, unzipped my flies and pulled them down ever so slightly. My dick was rock solid by this point, and she knew it.

“I think it likes me,” she said, giggling.

She then lowered my boxers, allowing my member to stand tall.

“It definitely likes me,” she smiled a devilish smile, but somehow still remained as cute as ever.

She pressed her tits either side of me, the warm pressure of them reminiscent of her pussy. They weren’t overly large, so she made up for it with her lips around my tip. Her tongue on my urethrae felt electric, every small contact threatening to make me cum right then. She began to move her tits up and down, taking more into her mouth as she did so. Their small size meant that they were more so rubbing one side of my penis, but her mouth and tongue more than did the job.

Soon she dropped the boobjob, and instead focoused on sucking me off. She moved her head quicker and quicker, her hair tickling my exposed thighs. Her mouth was heaven, her tongue moving in ways I didn’t know could feel so good and the sucking only topping off the experience. It felt amazing all the way down, and I knew I wouldn’t last too long. Seeing my distress, she lifted her head.

“It’s ok… This is thanks for the first time… Don’t worry, you don’t have to get me off too this time…” She smiled, then went back to work.

“I’ll get you off at home, I promise,” I said, still overwhelmed with pleasure.

She went faster and faster, the pressure of her lips moving up and down. I was about to blow, I could feel it. Seeing my gritted teeth, she knew what was up. She pushed her head all the way down, her lips meeting the base of my shaft. She gagged, tears in her eyes, but she held the position. The feel of her throat around me, the contractions as she tried to breathe, it all sent me over the edge. I came in her mouth, the underside of my cock pushing out against her. She drew back, gasping for air, long strands of saliva and cum joining me to her. She swallowed hard, then took in a deep breath.

“I… Want… To go… To bed…” She gasped, exhausted.

I helped her put her dress back on, and started the car.

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