Part 1 – A College Summer with one of [M]y Best [F]riends

This was many years ago but is still fun to think about. First, some background: we had a tight group of 6-8 friends in college, split down the middle with 4 girls and 4 guys. I say 6-8 because it would fluctuate at any given time given peoples relationship status and how much time they spent with with their SO versus our group. But all in all, we were close and over the years spent countless hours hanging out with each other. After our sophomore year we lived in the same apartment complex so it was easy to hang out at each other’s places. It was our little version of Friends.

I would consider myself close friends with everyone, but in particular Emily. We just always got along in that way where you don’t have to try at all to talk and joke around with someone. We understood each other and had a chemistry between us that is hard to describe but if you have it with someone you know what I’m talking about. We had supported each other through breakups, tough classes and just the ups and downs of college life. Physically, I will say that I always considered her out of my league even though I tried not to think about her that way. She was petite with every proportion of her body perfectly suited to her frame. She had subtle but incredibly sexy curves paired with a smile that was comforting and welcoming. Her attractiveness was confirmed repeatedly to everyone in our group by the constant attention she would receive from guys. Having said that, she was always very quiet and unassuming which is one reason we got along so well. I knew she didn’t necessarily want all the attention even though there wasn’t anything she could really do about it.

Fast forward to the summer after our junior year. Some of the group was staying in town for summer school, or work, etc. while some were going back home. To save money we decided to consolidate to one of the apartments for the summer, which would be myself, Emily, and one of the other girls from her place. It was a good setup and made my life much easier since I didn’t have to find a new place, roommates etc. Even though it’s obvious when you think about it, living with someone is very different than just being friends. Emily and I were of course great friends and very close, but it was just different living with her, in the best way. I’d always been attracted to her, but mentally never really thought I had a chance with her and over time had grown to value our friendship too much. But now I saw her all the time, and it took everything I had to remain in that same frame of mind. As an example, I’d now see her nearly every night and morning in her pjs, which consisted of a little tank top and tight shorts. I could tell by the outline of her shorts (and her laundry laying around) that she had lots of sexy and very skimpy panties that turned on me on just seeing them. It was almost unfair how easily should could take me from nearly asleep to completely turned on. But again, I tried to just mind my own business and respect the friendship we had.

One day a few weeks after we all moved in, she mentioned she had a date and would be home late. She went out pretty often, and I didn’t think much of it and went to work as I normally would. I ended up working a full day, grabbed a quick bite to eat and came home. The house with empty which was unusual as Emily was typically home when I would get back. Our other roommate wasn’t there, but she was gone more than she was home usually. Anyway it was nice to have some space and time to myself, so I ate dinner and just chilled in front of the tv. Eventually I got up and went to bed, and figured I’d see Emily in the morning.

A few hours later I woke up hearing the front door close and giggling and footsteps fumbling by my door. Yes it looked like she brought the lucky guy back to our place. This wasn’t a big deal, but it was different since I’d never been around for one of her dates, and certainly not the end of one. All I can say is that for the next hour or so I could not believe what I was hearing. The walls between our rooms were thin, and I could hear Emily very clearly as she was enjoying her company. I had never imagined the quiet unassuming girl I was close to was now so loud and dirty behind close doors. She was also obviously very submissive and I could hear everything – the moans, dirty talking and begging to be fucked. It was honestly incredibly sexy and I pulled my cock out to furiously jack off to her voice. Hearing her fucking another guy was both strange to me but also a massive turn on and honestly I don’t think I had ever been turned on that much in my life. I ramped up my speed and intensity to match what I was hearing, and it didn’t take long before I was having a massive orgasm and cumming all over my stomach. The mental high was nearly as strong, all those months and years of compartmentalizing any sexual urges for her completely dissolved in that instance. The intensity I felt now realizing how dirty she really was is something I still remember vividly today.

The next morning we saw each other and she immediately apologized as she was blushing and I couldn’t hide my smile. “I’m so sorry about last night.”, she said. I could tell she was embarrassed, but I reassured her everything was completely fine and that I didn’t really hear that much (which of course wasn’t true). “Sooo…you were ok with that?”, she added. “Of course” I said, “Just because we are roommates now doesn’t mean you have to change your routine or anything like that. Just be yourself like you always have been.” At that point she smiled and came up and gave me a really tight hug and held on. She then whispered in my ear “I’m so glad we have each other…maybe it’s time I shared some things about me you don’t know yet.” She then started walking back to her room and looked back and winked. Little did I know how the best summer of my life was just getting started…

Part 2 upcoming.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/s27ety/part_1_a_college_summer_with_one_of_my_best