[FF] Loser girl gets distracted by the best cleavage she ever sees and has her first gay experience

Going into college I assumed that I was 100% straight. I had kissed my girls at sleepovers and stuff but I didn’t think I was attracted to them. Well, as you can tell from my title, it turned out that wasn’t the case.

It was a few weeks after I started hooking up with my friend Siobhan’s neighbor Pat. We fell into a routine pretty quickly, me and Pat. Every Tuesday I would go over to his room and we would hook up since neither of us had class then, and sometimes late at night on other days too if one of us was feeling frisky. We weren’t exclusive but I wasn’t having sex with anyone else. He was sometimes but we didn’t talk about it. I was drunk on the taboo of fucking a dormmate so I didn’t mind. Besides, my old bully Greg had a girlfriend and I had fucked him all summer. Who was I to judge?

The point is, we weren’t exclusive. I had gone on some bad dates with some guys from my classes and made out with boys at parties but aside from my once-a-week encounter with Pat where he bent me over his desk and fucked me with my face up against his dorm room window, nothing exciting was going on. So on a Friday night in mid October I agreed to go to a party at a frat with a friend of mine, Carly. Her ex bf was in the frat and he was trying to hook up with her: ooh! Spicy! I had never had an ex like that. Anyway he was a jerk when they were dating and he was even worse in bed since so I didn’t care. But his interest in her got me an invite to a frat party, and that was exciting! In America there’s still something alluring about frats to a freshman girl. Don’t worry, it wears off quick.

So me and Carly rolled up to the house with a third friend of ours from class (Jen, but that’s not important). We had brought some drinks with us but Carly’s ex had promised that we could have some from the keg without paying. After some hassle at the door (frat boys are so self important) we got inside and started partying.

Now, I was still riding high on that freshman energy, and the fact that these people didn’t know I hadn’t gone to a single party all through high school got me even more pumped up. I was still wearing glasses, but I was hoping that with my new bod I was looking more “porn librarian” than “anime club girl”. Either way I was getting lots of attention and free drinks. Some of those came from beer pong. I started off with Carly as my partner. We won a few rounds in a row, but it was always close, so I was feeling pretty tipsy. After our third win Carly tapped out to “go talk to Josh” (yell at him for a half hour then fuck him and stay over), so she found someone to replace her.

Enter Melanie.

When I saw her and blushed red I brushed it off as a sign of the beers I’d been drinking, but that wasn’t it. She was around my height, a little taller, but her proportions were perfect. They made me (fresh off a summer of hard work and exercise!) look like a schlub. And when I say her proportions were perfect, yes, boys, I mean her boobs. She had literally the most incredible boobs I’ve ever seen in my life. I mean, she was wearing a low cut top and booty shorts and I was STARING. The lump in my throat was the only thing keeping me from drooling.

“Maggie, right? I’m Melanie!” she said, and she gave me her hand in that crazy drunk girl way. “Let’s take these bitches to school!”

And so we did. Turns out having a partner in a top cut so low that boobs my size would have been fully hanging out of them is a good distraction whether your beer pong rivals are boys or girls! We did way better against the boys, though. And to be honest I missed a few shots of my own when I caught a glimpse of her cleavage out of the corner of my eye.

After another four victories, me and Melanie were finally defeated. I’d say so many drinks threw off my aim but it was more that with so many drinks in me I was feeling lush and struggling to pay attention to anything but the gorgeous queen beside me. Why am I thinking this way, I asked myself? Am I that jealous of her? (Yes, but that’s not why.) Am I wishing I had the guts to rock a tank top so low my nipples were nearly hanging out? (Yes, but that’s not why.)

We weren’t stumbling drunk but we were deep in our cups. Pulling away from the pong table Mel threw her arm over my shoulders. “Let’s walk it off. I don’t like the way these bitches are looking at us.” That was her favorite word, bitches. Boys, girls. They were all bitches. It made me giggle. When hot people make jokes and I’m drunk I’m easy to please! Who knew. (Everyone.)

The whole time we were walking around the neighborhood I was playing that game in my head. Is Melanie taking interest in me because she wants to fuck me, or is she just being nice? In my own head I wasn’t sure which one I wanted it to be yet. After we walked for a while, we ended up in front of a dingy looking apartment building.

“This is me. You wanna come up and hang out for a little while?” she said. First off, I barely knew my way around the area sober, so I didn’t think I had any idea which way to go to get back to my dorm. More important though, that offer sounded amazing to me and I didn’t know why yet. I was beginning to get a sense of it.

As she led me up the stairs to her place I couldn’t help staring at her butt. All night I had been yelling at myself not to look at her tits and now here I was, staring at her ass, just as nice. My little dumb brain tried to convince itself that it was still just jealousy.

“Do you have roommates?” I asked.

“Two. They’re out with their boyfriends tonight.” My imagination flashed and I had a thought of these two mystery roommate girls fucking their mystery boyfriends. One note mind, I guess.

Melanie sat me down on the couch and poured us too glasses of wine. When she sat beside me, it was close. Very close. And her hand went right to the inside of my thigh. “I love your hair,” she told me.

I gagged. “Yours is so pretty.”

She laughed and ran a hand through her red locks. “Redheads, right? They’re everyone’s weakness.” Melanie was quickly becoming my weakness so I guess she was right about that. There was no way she couldn’t tell that her hand on my thigh was making me breathe harder. At this point, I was confronted with the facts: the incredible woman in booty shorts and what was basically a tank top had soaked my panties. I wanted her to smother me with her pussy. Still there was part of me that didn’t believe that’s why she had brought me there. Until the next thing she said to me, at least.

“Have you ever had another girl go down on you before?” Her eyes were so intense.

“No,” I whispered.

She bit my earlobe. “Do you want to?”

“Yes.”

Her fingers went up my skirt and I yelped. As she adjusted herself so that she was sitting on top of me, she kissed me right on the lips, and my hands went on autopilot. Melanie giggled as I grabbed her boobs. “Do you like them?” she asked. I moaned into her mouth.

She didn’t bother to get me naked and just pushed my skirt up. My panties she took for herself, already ruined. Then I was treated to the sight of those gorgeous red curls as she sucked on my clit. My hand was deep in her hair and I was screaming. If I thought Pat ate me out good, he was nothing compared to Melanie. I couldn’t think. Her fingers fucked me as I lost myself over and over. When I couldn’t take it anymore she didn’t let up. It was only after a solid half hour of oral that she came up to let me taste myself off of her tongue. She pulled her top over her head and then unhooked her bra, treating me to the incredible sight of her breasts. I didn’t have the chance to beg for them before she pushed them into my face. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around her nipple as she put her hand on my head to pull me in close. She was so rough with me that it reminded me of when Greg would fuck my mouth in the back seat of his car, and I loved it.

And just like I wanted, after she was tired of me playing with her tits, she stood up and took off her shorts. Off went her panties and she mounted me. Her hand still deep in my hair, she made me eat her pussy as she grinded me into her couch. Between the two of us we must have made a huge mess.

That was the first night I spent outside my own dorm since I had moved in. An hour with Melanie felt like a minute, and I was amazed to find out that it was mid-afternoon when I pried myself away from her. It wasn’t the last night I spent with her, either. Melanie gave me her number and we chatted all the time. She sort of became my sexual guru since she was two years older than me. But that’s a story for another time.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/meibao/ff_loser_girl_gets_distracted_by_the_best