During college I had a penchant for hooking up with random dudes and going home with them after a few drinks. One night I was at my usual spot and hanging out with this dude and we were hitting it off enough, and I wound up going home with him to his dorm.
The sexual tension was high, and we were tearing each other’s clothes off before we even got out of the uber. He took my undies off under my skirt and was rubbing my clit in the back of this car the whole drive. I remember at one point he said something like, wow, you’re so fucking wet, and the uber driver couldn’t stop looking back.
We get dumped at the front of his dorm and we go in and we’re making out against the door, and he keys in and it’s pitch black in his room. He tells me in a loud whisper I have to be quiet because his roommate is sleeping. We stumble in the room, shed our clothes and he starts going down on me. I am very into it and being a bit noisy and he keeps shoving his hand over my mouth.
We wind up having very loud shushed sex, basically we kept yelling shush at each other. And like halfway through fucking I ask if he has any condoms and he says yeah and vanishes for a second and comes back and like tosses it on my chest and goes back to fucking me. I struggle with the wrapper and get him to pull out and get the condom on him and he goes back to work. The condom like kicks him into over drive and he flips me over and he’s just railing me so hard I can’t even hold on anymore.
Then he asks if he can pull it off so he can cum, and before I say anything, he tears the condom off and proceeds to cum buckets all over my stomach, chest, and chin. I’m so drunk and worn out, I just grab his boxers, wipe down and we pass the fuck out.
A little while later I get up to pee, and I’m bumping into everything and have no idea what the setup of the room is and no clue where my phone is. I manage to make it to the door and grab a towel off of the back of it and sneak into the hallway looking for the bathroom. The place is totally empty and I get back into the room and shut the door and realize I have no idea where anything is. I wanted to grab my clothes and purse and run for it, but I couldn’t see shit and was still drunk.
So, I feel my way across the room and find the bed and crawl in. I feel around and feel that the guy has put boxers back on at some point, and being still drunk, I reach around and he’s hard as a rock again. I figure if I’m stuck, might as well get in another before i’m hungover. I feel him jolt a bit as I pull his boxers down, and I slide up and start kissing him, and shush him a few times, then get his dick out and start sucking him.
I get his boxers fully off and straddle him and start riding him. He’s feeling around and I’m holding his mouth shut so he doesn’t wake up his roommate. At this point, I gave up caring about a condom since he had his cum all over me, and just went for it. I lean down and whisper in his ear that it’s ok, he can cum inside me. He almost immediately shoots his load inside me and I can feel it pulsing. I collapse on top of him, and we cuddle up, and in a few minutes we’re passed back out.
I have no idea how long it’s been since any of that happened, but the sun is starting to come in the window and I look around and realize I’m in the wrong bed. I see my phone and dress on the ground by my purse and I silently make a plan to myself while these dudes are still passed out. Then, I quietly roll off the bed, grab my shit, and slide out the door still clutching my clothes. In the hallway, which was thankfully empty, I slide into my dress and book it to the exit.
We hadn’t exchanged numbers and I avoided that bar and somehow managed to not run into them again.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n0bgno/the_sexual_tension_was_high_and_we_were_tearing
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