Romantic Affair with a woman in the Party Dorm [FF]

Well many of you really seemed to enjoy my story from “The Lair” (and I certainly enjoyed your DMs about it ;) so I figured I’d keep it going! There’s a lot of stories from that time and place.

Brief recap: I’m Alyse, very short, very curvy and busty with brunette hair. I’m a bit of a slut and that really came out my freshman year. There’s a basement dorm complex on my school known as “The Lair” where boys get rowdy and girls get slutty. Last story I hooked up with my friend Arthur while my best friend Rebecca and this guy Raph watched.

I might get to the aftermath of that story later but this story takes place a few weeks after. I’m sure some of you got excited by the FF tag, but Rebecca had gone home for the weekend and my other friends were in the same major as each other and all had a big project due. So I ended up at The Lair on a Friday night by myself.

As usual I stopped off at Landis’ room for a drink. It was there that I met his cousin, Viv, the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my life. Landis pointed to the room across the hall where we could see her through the door, surrounded by thirsty men.

“That’s my cousin, Viv.”

“Holy fuck she’s hot.”

“I know right?”

I gave him a look.

“What? I know I can’t do anything! But I’m not gonna pretend she isn’t fucking perfect. Besides, I’d be barking up the wrong tree, just like all those guys.”

I almost gasped, embarrassingly enough. As someone from a small town this would be the first gay person I talked too. That’s not true, of course, but as far as I knew it was. I’d known for a while now that I was at least bicurious. But Viv really got me moist.

Viv was tall. In my memory I came up to her waist but I’m sure it was more like her chest. She had this fucking gorgeous silky blond hair, the kind people pay thousands to imitate, and it looked like she didn’t have to do anything for it. It flowed down her shoulders like a waterfall, pointing your eyes to what must be the most perfectly sculpted ass in female history. An athlete’s ass – tight and firm but big, muscular maybe. She had that volleyball body. Thick thighs from muscle. She looked strong but soft still.

I must’ve stared too long, because her eyes went over the head of some guy talking to her from the door and directly toward mine, and she smiled a knowing smile of someone who gets stared at all the time anywhere she goes. I looked away and Landis laughed.

“Dude, are you gay?”

“No! What? Maybe, a little.”

He laughed and waved Viv over. She didn’t even say anything to the guys vying for her attention, just strutted across the hall leaving them in the dust. She was wearing black leather pants, a tight white crop top, and black heels. I fucking love it when tall girls where heels.

“Looked like you needed a refill!” Landis said taking her drink from her.

“Good instincts!” She chuckles and brushed some of her golden wheat hair out of her face. She looked back at me and smiled again. “Who’s your friend?”

Landis introduced me and Viv pulled me into a hug. My face planted against her tits which were small but kind of perky. I could feel her nipples were pierced through the fabric of her shirt. We pulled apart and I almost fell from the weakness of my knees.

“You seem cool,” she said to me. “Most of the girls here just seem desperate for some dick or some attention.”

Landis laughed. “She gets a lot of one of those.”

Viv looked back and forth between us. “Are y’all fucking?”

Landis laughed and shook his head. “No, but I give her my attention.”

Viv bit her lip and looked at me. “Good, so it won’t be weird if I take her back to my hotel and ravage her all night?”

I gasped. Landis chuckled and walked away. Viv looked back at me. My mouth must’ve been wide open. She stood very close to me and whispered, “Alyse, have you ever been with a woman?” I shook my head. “Would you like to be?” I nodded. “Would you like to be with me?” I nodded again, quicker. “Let’s get out of here then. It smells like dude.”

She put her hand on the small of my back and guided me out through the crowds, men gawking and shooting their shot despite what was obviously about to happen.

The drive to her hotel was flirty and fun. We sang along to her music and talked about the Lair. It turned out Viv had graduated from my school.

“Back in my day – fuck that makes me sound so old – there were a lot more drugs down there. I think they cracked down on that like my junior year. But I did molly and hooked up with this cheerleader – or maybe she was dressed as one for halloweeen – anyways that was when I realized I was gay.”

“The Lair doesn’t seem like the best place for gay girls.”

“Lots of freshmen girls want to experiment. If you’re straightforward it’s easy.” She took one hand off the wheel of the car and put it high on my thigh. “See?”

I grabbed her hand and moved it to my crotch. “Like that?”

She giggled. “Exactly! But we should wait for the hotel.” She pulled her hand away.

We got into her hotel room and there was a sort of nervous awkward energy. We both knew what we were there for but we took a couple minutes to settle in.

“This hotel is really nice. Feels very adult to…hook up here.”

“Heh, yeah…” Viv suddenly got a concerned look on her face. “How old are you?”

“Eighteen!” I said quickly. It was true. We both sat down on the edge of the bed.

“Oh, good. I guess. I’m 27 so I guess I’m sort of a cougar right now.”

I growled at her like a cougar and we both laughed. Then we looked at each other silently. Then she kissed me. She was so soft. I’d kissed girls before but no one then or since was as good a kisser as Viv. Her velvet lips pulled and pushed mine, and after a few minutes that felt like years she pulled away. “You’ve never been with a girl before?”

“Not more than kissing.” I replied.

“You’ll like it. Take your panties off and lay back.” She stood up and took her shirt off. I think I might’ve literally drooled at the sight of her perfectly toned tummy, and tits glistening with a little sweat, her pierced nipples sticking out like they could put an eye out.

I don’t think I’ve described my outfit, but it was a loose plaid skirt and a long sleeve tee with a low cut to show off my cleavage. I obeyed her and slid my panties off. She took them from me and gave them a big sniff before tossing them away. “Sorry, just adjusting my palette.” She winked and got on her knees. “Lay back, close your eyes.”

I did as she said. I don’t know what she did to me. It felt like her tongue was inside me, on my clit, and all around my pussy at the same time. I came quicker than I ever have but she kept going. She came up for air for a second, face covered in my juices.

“Wanna know the best part about hooking up with other girls? Multiple orgasms.”

She then stuck two fingers inside me and did the “c’mere” while continuing to work her tongue magic. I came three times before she got up and took her pants off. No panties. She was as wet as I was, and she turned around to show off her incredible runner’s ass. Then she straddled me, came down on me with such sexy confidence, licking my neck and cleavage and eventually freeing my tits from my shirt and bra. She played with them for a while and giggled.

“I’m jealous of your tits!” She said jiggling them around in more of a playful than sexy way.

“I love your piercings,” I replied and gave one of them a flick. She shuddered and froze, looking deep into my eyes. I was in fucking love with her.

“Uh oh,” she said.

“What?” I was worried.

“You’ve discovered what turns me on the most.”

I smirked and decided to take charge for a while. I rolled us over and we both moved so we were entirely on the bed. Then I took one of her nipples into my mouth and pinched and pulled the other. She squirmed and moaned under my touch. I felt strangely powerful having this effect on this older woman. I could feel the warmth of her pussy beneath me. She eventually panted into my ear, “do you want to try and eat me out?”

I responded by kissing my way down her body, spending time on her muscular but smooth stomach. I came to her pussy and decided I’d just try what I like on myself: slow vertical licks and occasional suction on the clit. And I kept playing with her nipples. Apparently we had a lot in common because she was bucking and cumming within minutes.

After I tied the orgasm score she pulled me up to her and we made out for like, a really long time. Like an hour. We fingered each other and felt each other’s bodies but we were just lost in each other’s lips the whole time. Neither of us came again and we eventually just fell asleep there, sideways on the bed, me with my skirt still on.

I woke up the next morning to her drinking coffee and smoking a joint in a hotel bath robe that was wide open. She looked amazing in the morning sunlight. I wanted to marry her.

Unfortunately, she was just there for the one night. We checked out after another quick makeout sesh and she gave me her snapchat in case she was ever in town again.

Epilogue: that night I went to the Lair again, this time thoroughly satisfied and not looking to get laid. I found Landis uncharacteristically drunk. He asked me about the night with his cousin and I told him it was fun. Then he asked for more detail. We were sitting on beds on opposite sides of his room. I told the story slow and with a breathy voice, occasionally acting things out with my hands. He got obviously hard and I could tell he was fighting the urge to pull his cock out right then. Poor guy has some issues with his hot cousin ?

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jxentl/romantic_affair_with_a_woman_in_the_party_dorm_ff