[F] He [M] Was Good, The Roommate [M] Was Better

When I was in college, I had a bit of a wild side. Ok, “a bit” is definitely an understatement. In the few years since, that wild side slowly started to fade, and then with the pandemic this year, it’s taken a drastic downhill turn. Thanks to the pandemic and lack of physical contact, I’ve been thinking more and more about those college days and some of my favorite memories. I definitely see the wild side coming back as soon as the pandemic is over, at least for a bit that is.

I’ve been a reader of this sub for a few months now, and some of the stories are insanely hot, so I think it’s about time I give it a try. Figure I’ll start with one, but if enough people like it I’ve got plenty more. For background, I’m 27, female, 5’2″, skinny, and wear 30B bra. I’m definitely smaller than most girls, and by contrast I kind of like big guys. I don’t know why but the size difference is really hot to me most of the time.

This story I’ll start with is from sophomore year of college. It’s one I’ve been thinking about a lot recently. Thursday night I was out at one of the bars just off campus. The drinks were flowing and I was definitely teetering on the edge of buzzed vs drunk. There was a cute guy (Evan) at the bar that I recognized from one of my classes there, and he and I started talking. It was already late and he made his move at the right time, so not too long after we were heading back to his dorm.

Most of the freshman/sophomore dorms on campus were single room dorms with 2 people sharing. However when we got to his place I saw he had a suite, meaning it was 4 guys sharing the suite with a small living room, bathroom and kitchenette in the middle, and one bedroom on each side (2 guys per room). We sat in the living room for a bit, each had another beer and watched a little tv. As we were talking I mentioned how lucky he was to get to live in a suite. He said it got even luckier because the guy he shared a room with transferred out after fall semester, so he now had his bedroom all to himself.

He made some not-so-smooth line about showing me the benefits of having your own room, but I was drunk and he was cute, so I let him think it was slick and we headed to his room. The sex was good, but that’s not the memorable part. We had sex, fell asleep, and then woke up to a blaring alarm at 9 the next morning. He apologized but said he has a 10am class on Fridays (thankfully I didnt have Friday classes that semester). He got up to shower and I dozed off for another 20-30 minutes. He came back to his room around 9:30 and said one of his roommates and him shared the 10am class, and there was just 1 other roommate in the suite. He said that that third roommate usually slept until at least noon on Fridays and weekends, and that I could stay and even shower if I wanted.

To be honest, the thought of a shower in a non-communal shower for the first time in over a month sounded awesome, so I lounged in his bed for about 15 more minutes and then went to the bathroom and took a long, hot shower. I got out of the shower and opened the door to be greeted by that third roommate. I shyfully introduced myself (in just a towel). He introduced himself as Chris. The first thing that noticed was his size. Evan was averaged sized for a guy, but Chris was about 6’5″, 220 lbs and very muscular. I said a few more words and then scurried to Evan’s room all flustered. I changed and then walked back out to the living room. Chris was still there and so we started to talk a little bit.

I told him that Evan said I could stay and shower and that he didn’t expect him to be awake until noon. Chris said that normally that’d be correct, but he didn’t expect to hear someone showering in his room, so was curious and came out to see who it was. I apologized and he said it was fine, he assumed it was someone who’d stayed with Evan the previous night. As the conversation progressed, Chris came off as very cocky and aggressive. Definitely not the type of guy I would date long-term, but the type of guy that I typically seemed to hook up with. We talked for another 30 minutes, he gave off a lot of compliments to me, I flirted back, and we soon were in his room having sex. The night before, Evan was good. But Chris was great. He was big (both in stature and down there), but also the naughtiness of it was a huge turn on for me.

When we finished, I looked at the clock and it was a little after 11. Evan’s class didnt end until about 11:30 and was across campus, so I had plenty of time. I went to the bathroom to clean up, got dressed, gave Chris a kiss goodbye and went back to my dorm, walk of shame and all. For the next two weeks, I couldn’t stop thinking about those 12 hours. So 2 weeks later, when it was Thursday night and I was at the same bar and spotted Evan, I knew I needed a repeat.

I went home with Evan again in hopes of the same thing happening again. Evan was good the first time, so I figured even if Chris didnt work out again, I’d still have a good night. When we got back to the suite, Chris was in the living room watching TV. Evan introduced me (not knowing I already knew Chris very well), but we both played along. Evan led me to his room, but as we said bye to Chris, I made sure to give him a wink so that hopefully he could catch on.

Evan and I went to his room, hooked up, and it was good again. I’d give him like a 7 out of 10. Before we fell asleep, I told Evan I liked him but wasn’t looking for anything serious. I wanted to make sure he didn’t think we’d become exclusive, and he agreed he was happy with just hooking up. I’ll admit I felt slightly bad about him not knowing about Chris, so I just wanted to ask that and it made me feel better. Maybe some people will still think I’m horrible, but I was just looking for fun, and I think Evan had plenty of fun too.

Next morning was the same as last time. Evan got up before me, got ready, and went to class. Around 10, I got out of his bed and went to shower. This time my shower was a bit quicker because I’d be lying if I didn’t say I was curious if Chris would be out there. Sure enough, as soon as I got out of the shower, Chris was in the living room. He stood up, grabbed me by the hips, gave me a few kisses, and then ripped my towel off. He picked me up (super hot to me) and carried me to his room, where we had sex for a good 45 minutes. I came at least 3 times, and it was just as good if not better than last time.

After that morning, there were two more occasions of me finding Evan at the bar on a Thursday night and of course I made sure to go home with him both times. And of course Chris caught on and we hooked up both of the other Friday mornings. But my favorite was the fourth and final occasion. Evan and I got back from the bar, watched TV in the living room for a while, and then were about to go to his room. Just before, Chris came walking in with a girl by his side. He introduced Evan and I to the girl (Lauren). We said our pleasantries and then Evan and I went to his room. We hooked up per usual, and the next morning started the same.

After Evan left, I went to take a shower. While in the shower, I assumed that I wouldnt get to see Chris this morning since he brought home a girl. But when I came out, Chris and Lauren were in the kitchenette making coffee. I went and changed and then came back as they were drinking. The offered me a cup and we chatted. Not long later, Lauren said she was going to take a shower and she was excited to not have to take a shower in a communal restroom for once. She went in the shower and turned on the water. Once the water had been on for about a minute, Chris came over the me, and we started making out. I was surprised at how bold he was, but he said “I don’t think we’ll be able to take our sweet time like last time.” I just nodded that I was in agreement. He carried me over to the sofa, tore my pants off, slid his shorts down, and lifted me onto him. After a couple minutes, he lifted me up, carried me to the bathroom door, and pinned me against it.

He said “I know the shower is loud, but if you aren’t quiet, she’s gonna hear you.” He proceeded to thrust into me from behind and the whole experience was so hot to me. I immediately came and he didn’t last much longer. I used a couple tissues to clean up, pulled my pants back on, and headed out before Lauren came out of the bathroom.

That final time was just a couple weeks before finals, and I never ran into Evan again at the bar that semester. By the time summer ended and the following Fall semester started, Evan was in a relationship with someone from his hometown and Chris moved off campus and I just never really saw much of him anymore. Though the sex was great, I had plenty of other fun adventures as mentioned at the beginning. So I never pursued needing to see him again.

Hope you all like the story, like I said, I’ve got plenty more :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kqm6fi/f_he_m_was_good_the_roommate_m_was_better