So I guess a global pandemic is enough to make me write my first story. Been following this subreddit for a few years (even before the infamous roommate saga). For all reasons privacy the names of people and places have been changed to protect identities and to cover my arse. Sexy stuff is after the ——- and sorry if it’s a bit long. So without further ado here goes nothing:
My name’s Danny (Purely because I’m watching Ocean’s Eleven whilst writing this, solid film.), in my early 20s, from Northern England and studied one of the sciences at one of the most social and booziest Unis in the country where I have my fair share of embarrassing and wild stories. I’m about 5ft 10-11, white with short dark brown hair and have a reasonable build (Getting fit during the lockdown though).
The lady of this story is Triss, a short brunette with B/C cup tits, a cracking arse and an obsession for flowery dresses and cracking lingerie. We first properly met when a mutual friend hooked me up with a ticket for the Wednesday social, a legendary weekly fancy dress bar crawl with cheesy music ranging from the best of West life and S-Club 7 to ABBA and Queen. The exploits students would get up to on this bar crawl were borderline unreal and I love regularly hearing them.