An Adventurous Day

I couldn't help but admire my body as I looked in the mirror on the back of my door. Emily had just climbed into bed and was busy on her cell phone probably just saying goodnight to her mom. I tried not to look at myself in the mirror too much when she was around so she didn't think I was super shallow. It's still awkward living with someone in my room all the time. You would think that by the second week of college I would be used to it.

Bzz Bzz

Oh shit! Cell phone! Not now, I need to pick my outfit for tomorrow. It's so nice not having to have my mom judge what I wear to school everyday. Getting boys' attention is so much easier when I can wear leggings or a low cut dress to class without getting interrogated and told to change. I am dressing perfectly tomorrow, for tomorrow, is going to be an AMAZING day. Let's see, hmmmmmmm. A dress for sure. Hmmm, which one? The black tight one is a little too much for class. This pink flowery one is pretty. More like a family party dress though. I'm trying to make an impression.

"Hehehehehe", I chuckled a little just loud enough that only I could hear it. I went back to thumbing through my dresses. Booyah! That's the one! I pulled out the purple and blue Aztecy one. Ugh, the way it fits is perfect. I got laid by Brian the last time I wore it. What an awesome fuck he was, god am I glad I did that. The summer after senior year was the best time ever.

Shoes...which shoes. My roman sandals would look nice, but I'm not going for nice. I need to look like a million bucks. I look best in boots. I know I look best in boots. Not slutty boots though, I can't look like a hooker unless it's just one of those nights, you know? Those nights when you and all your friends just decide to dress really slutty for absolutely no reason except using each other as an excuse. That's the only reason I have my black ones with heels and square toes. Uggs were so middle school. I can't believe I used to wear them as nice shoes, like what was I thinking.

Riding boots. Yes. Those scream, 'I'm trying to look classy, but I wouldn't mind riding you like seabiscuit.' I am going to be the most checked out ass on campus. Fuck, I'm getting horny just standing here. All right, Bri, don't get going now you can't do anything about it. Shit, I wish I had done this before my shower then I could have got myself off before bed. Whatever.

I hung up my dress and put my boots down next to my desk. I went back to the mirror and looked at myself again. I look great in just a sports bra and running shorts. I wish they would allow this outfit at the fitness center. I started playing with my belly button ring. It's a nervous habit I have. I find myself playing with it in class all the time. Oh! I should put in my favorite one for tomorrow. A barbell is nice for everyday activities but I always put in my dangly ones for the weekends and days I feel extra special. I went to my jewelry box and picked out the one with three diamonds and the chain that goes down to just above my undies. That'll get the fans going. I went to the mirror again and unscrewed my pink barbell. I put it on my desk and started to put my dangler in. I can feel my clit getting hard as I tighten the ball on the top. I look in the mirror and admire myself. I am so cocky and I love it. I can't help but giggle.

"What are you giggling about over there?" Emily said with a chuckle.

She caught me off guard, "Hahahahaha Nothing just thinking about something funny."

"What did you pick out for tomorrow?"

"My purpley blue dress and brown riding boots! Love this outfit!"

"Oh wow. Hahaha something special going on?"

I haven't told anyone about my plans, not even my roommate or best friends from home. Emily is too innocent anyways. She claims she isn't but if I had to bet on it, I would say she is still a virgin.

"Nothing special, just trying to get a few looks. Haaaayyyy" I said with some sass.

"Well you're going to get what you want. I don't have the guts to dress that sexy in class."

"Why not? You're so pretty, getting dressed up is just a good way to make sure that everyone knows that."

"Yea I don't know." She has no confidence. It's sad because she could do whatever she wants with a lot of guys if she just put her mind to it.

"We'll work on you. Shopping Sunday?"

"Hmmm. I'll let you know then, I don't know what I'm doing yet."

"Okee dokes"

I went back to checking myself out. It's pathetic how much I love looking at myself but who wouldn't? The dangle belly ring hangs just perfectly on my flat stomach. Ugh, tomorrow can't come fast enough.

I turned the light off and climbed into my bed. Luckily Emily can't see what I'm doing in bed because I don't know what I would do if I couldn't play with myself for just a little bit every night. Oh! I have a text. I grabbed my phone and took a look.

Kyle? What does he want?

"Hey stranger what's up?" It read. I'm not even going to answer this. I danced with him at the football party last weekend and gave him my number but I'm not sure I want to mess around with him yet. I'll put him off until the morning. Now back to business. I reached my hand into my shorts and started to rub my clit in a circular motion. I never try to get off, just get myself a little excited so I can think about things. Tonight is different though. I'm horny as fuck. I could hump the bed post and cum violently. I have to stop. I just need to keep reminding myself that tomorrow is going to be an epic day. I put my head on the pillow and fell asleep.

Ding Dong Ding Ding

I woke up thinking, "that flew by." I don't even feel tired. I hopped out of bed and quietly went to my dresser to pick out my undies, being extra careful not to wake Emily up. I have class before her on Fridays but she gets up about the time I leave for my first class. Hmm, cheetah looks good. Let's do that.

I always take pride in the fact that my bra and panties match. It makes me feel just a little more sexy everyday knowing that only I know what's under there. I grabbed a towel as I made my way to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and hung up my things.

While the shower was heating up, I started to strip in the stall outside the communal showers. One would think that I would hate showering in the public stalls, but it makes me tingle a little inside that someone could see me. I like when other girls see me naked because the looks of jealousy are priceless. I don't even work at it. I get it from my mama. I don't have the biggest boobs ever but my C-cups are perfect. They're so perky and just big enough to have some bounce. I only buy the best bras too so they get a lot of help to be the best. My ass is my best quality. From my own observation, shorter girls always have the best Asses. I have no problem talking about it either. My ass is a shelf.

Once I got my shorts off I stepped into the shower. It's going to take all of the self-control I have to not start fingering myself right here. I soaped up my hair and played around with it, just enjoying the feeling of the hot water on my face. I took my lufa and soaped it up. Ugh, this is the tough part. I started washing my arms and then my armpits. As I gently moved the lufa over my nipple I let out a small yelp. I could explode if I let myself. I played with my soapy tits a little just to tease. I moved on to the rest of my body only quickly touching my pussy to make sure I didn't bring myself over the edge. I got completely back under the water and washed out all of the soap from my hair and turned off the shower.

I opened the door and grabbed my towel, thankful that I made it through the shower without pleasuring myself. The reward was going to be amazing later. I wrapped my towel around my boobs after I finished drying off. My curly hair looks better when I just leave it damp and put some mousse in it, a big time saver in the morning. I made my way back to my room and saw Christine from next door as I was unlocking my door. She did a little bit of a double take. I always purposely use a towel that is slightly short so that the bottom of my pussy lips hang out and you can see the bottom of my ass.

"Morning!" I said with a huge smug smile.

"Hi Bri!" she said nervously. It was great to see that she was uncomfortable. I felt great.

I got inside and dropped my towel. Emily was asleep still but I wouldn't care even if she weren't. I stared in the mirror and did some more admiring. "There are going to be some very lucky boys today" I said to myself. I put my bra on and started to put my panties on. I suddenly had a change of plan and took them off. Things will be a little more interesting without these on. I put them back in their drawer and quickly grabbed my dress. I don't mind being a slut at all but I try to not make it blatantly obvious to everyone. I wanted to get my dress on so that Emily didn't know I nixed my panties for the day.

I took the dress off the hanger and began to slip it on. It was just snug enough and is a bit of an issue to put on. I got it over my head and put my arms in. I looked in the mirror and saw that everything was in place except the dress hadn't made its way over my ass. I stood there in a dress with my pussy exposed. Fuck, I looked hot. I reached down and stroked my clit a few times just to humor myself. Stop! You need to chill.

I abruptly pulled the rest of the dress down and went to sit at my desk to do my makeup. I really don't use much makeup, just eyeliner and mascara. I really lucked out in the looks department. Emily made some ruffling noises in bed but I don't think she's going to get up yet. I finished putting on my mascara and admired my work in the small mirror.

Brown purse to match the brown boots. That's the look. I went to my closet and grabbed my brown leather purse from Michael Kors to put my Biology books and notes in it. That was the only class I had today. It sucks that my only class is a 9 A.M. but it gets me up for the day. Carlo better be in class today. If he is not I am going to flip out. I have wanted to fuck him since the very first day of class two weeks ago and I am about to make that happen. I haven't done it yet, but not having parents around really opens opportunities for me to get it in whenever I want. I mean, yes, I have already had plenty of sex for a girl who is only in her second week of college but not outside of nighttime or going out at night. Oh boy is that going to change today.

"uuuhhhhhhhh" Emily made that noise that can only be described as the getting up noise. Halfway between a grunt and a yawn.

"Morning sexy", I said with a chuckle since she had a terrible case of bed head. As she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

She sat up and looked over, "wow you look extra pretty today. Seriously, what's the deal?" I felt a little nervous pit at the bottom of my stomach.

"Really, it's nothing. I just wanted to wear this dress today." I said with half a fake chuckle.

"Sure, that's it. You probably have class with that Carlo kid you've been fantasizing about." Being my roommate has the advantage of hearing me talk about all the boys I want to get with. She just has no idea which ones I actually act on. Even if I go to a different guy's place, I always just say I'm staying in Sam's room which is two floors up. It's a convenient excuse because he is my default that I go back to when I'm not going out for new meat.

"You caught me", I said with my hand up as I stood up to put my boots on. I grabbed the left one first and unzipped it.

"I really want to do that. I mean him." I said with a naughty tone. I finished putting on the boot and zipped it up.

"Why not, you seem to think he's better than Sam?" It is so comical that she is so innocent to think that I'm only with him. He is just a guy who I know I can come back to and isn't messing around. At the same time he couldn't really care what I do either. I am definitely the best pussy he's ever had. I don't mind his 8-inch dick either.

"I do. Maybe I'll do something about it. I have to go to class now though." I picked up my purse and headed out the door.

"See ya babe", Emily said as she blew me a kiss and I returned the favor. She has no clue that I am going to act on that hot piece of ass while she's at class right after mine. It's probably better that way.

I walked into the classroom and scanned for where he might be sitting. Luckily he beat me to class and there was even an empty seat for me! I took full advantage. I walked up and sat down next to him. I just acted casually, not trying to attract any attention. I noticed him give me a head to toe check up as I got into the aisle. I wasn't going to let him think he had it easy right away.

I went in my bag and grabbed my notebook and pen along with my most valuable item in class, my cell phone. I crossed my legs and put my notebook on them as a desk. I grabbed my cell phone and decided to answer my text from last night. I texted "Heyy sorry it took so long to answer I fell asleep early :)." This was good to make it look like I had something on my mind and wasn't looking for someone to talk to me. I like testing guys that I'm interested in. Most of the time they'll start to talk to me without me having to do anything at all. I'll give him 5 minutes. Class starts in 10 so either way I'll have some time to reel him in.

I opened instagram on my phone and didn't even scroll halfway down the page when I heard, "Excuse me?" A deep but soft voice asked. Carlo had a very nice voice for a guy who looked like such a douche. That's probably what makes me want to hump his brains out. I looked over at him with a nice face but not quite a smile.

"Do you have a pen by any chance?"

He's gotta be kidding. He's kidding. But he looks serious. He's really going to use that as his intro line? I can't believe I'm going to let this slide. He's so lucky. He could say nothing and I'd jump him.

"Uh, yea I think so!" I said with a smile and a little bit of innocent energy.

"Great! What's your name?"

Oh god here he goes. "Brianna, What's your's?" asking even though I already knew.

"Carlo. I've seen you around and always wanted to talk to you."

Wow, a little bit of balls. I like it. "Aww you're sweet. What took so long?" I am not afraid to let him know I want it.

"I get a little nervous to talk to pretty girls."

All right. This isn't fair. He can't be a sweetheart. I'm gonna have to work on him.

"Wow, I like a man who can admit when he's a little weak."

"Don't worry I'm not weak."

At this point I must have had the worst case of fuck me eyes that have ever existed. I could feel myself just staring at him in lust. His tan skin. His sharp, dark hair. The big muscles do it for me though. I need a man with some muscles.

"All right class." The teacher chimed in at the perfect time. I needed to collect myself before I started sliding off the seat. Throughout class, Carlo made a few jokes here and there to keep me listening to him. I only laughed because I want to fuck him.

His jokes were pretty useless. Class seemed to go by so slow, probably since I had so much anticipation for what was to come.

The teacher dismissed us 3 minutes early and I was not about to let this chance slide.

"Carlo!" I said with a slightly excited voice, but nothing more than friendly. He turned to me in response and I felt a small shiver down my spine. This was all going to be so great. "Want to get this homework done for this class right now? I don't want to do it this weekend and it will go by twice as fast if we work together." This is coming on strong but who gives a fuck.

"I was about to go get breakfast if you want to come. We can do it in the dining hall." I had a slight pause for a second because I heard "do it in the dining hall" and almost agreed to that suggestion. I then realized that he meant the homework.

"I was thinking my room. My roommate is gone and it's quiet and comfy!" I come on way too strong. At least I said it with some innocence. I love sounding cute.

"Ummm, yea I don't see why not. You want to go up now?" I couldn't answer fast enough.

"Yea! Lets go." We started to walk across campus and had a pretty meaningless conversation on the way. He was a good flirt in the sense that he flirted. A lot. He wasn't actually good at it. He was great to look at. His hair was always perfect. At about 5'11" he was too tall for what I usually look for but this was just a hookup. I'm not bringing him home to Mommy. At 5'2'' I tend to like guys that are in the 5'8" range, but he's doing it for me where he's.

We got to the elevator and I could feel the butterflies building in my stomach. My nipples began to get hard. I couldn't help but put a smile on my face knowing that he has no clue that I am about to jump his bones. Our conversation never stopped all the way until I got my keys out of my purse. Emily was gone, and my walls are thick enough that I can make whatever noises I want and get away with it. Getting my key into the lock seemed to take forever. Hopefully this isn't a sign.

I opened the door and walked in first. I placed my bag next to my desk and immediately went back to the door. Carlo was just letting the door shut. Here it goes. I pinned him to the door by his hips.

"Whoa! What's up with this?" As if he doesn't know.

"Shut up," the look on his face was priceless. "No biting, no kissing, don't mess up my hair, and don't take off my dress. Got it?"

I don't want to make love. I don't want kissing. I just want him to fuck me.

Hard.

"Uhhhhhh" he said like a dumb little 7 year old. On that note I grabbed his belt and got it undone. I basically ripped his pants and underwear down in the same motion. Oh shit, lock the door Bri. I pushed the button to the lock in and looked into his eyes. He was just starting to get excited. I bet he's pretty caught off guard. My plan is working. I looked down at his cock. Fuck. It's pretty. Probably about 7 inches. Thick as fuck. Not short in the least and thick. I grabbed it and gave it a couple strokes. He was getting hard very quickly.

"One more rule, you better make me cum." He looked surprised at first. But then he got a smug look on his face.

"Get your scoreboard out, you're not going to be able to keep track in your head." Wow. Now that's what I want to hear. Let's see if he lives up to it.

I got down on my knees and all in one motion deepthroated his dick. Wow, was he thick. He gave a guttural grunt as I swallowed his cock deep in my throat. Not having a gag reflex may be my second best quality to my ass. I started to slowly move my head up and down his dick. I'm not going to take it out of my mouth for a while. Hope he can last.

I started to get a rhythm going all the way from my lips on his head to my nose on his cut up abs. He tried to hump my face but I pinched his thigh so hard that he won't do that again. I took his now fully engorged member out of my mouth and didn't even look up at him. I just stayed focused on what was going to be fucking me so soon. I went back to work, but this time just on the head. I must have been going at this for a solid 5 minutes now. I don't care one bit. I love sex.

He twitched a bit when I used my tongue on the underside of his cock. Ill make sure to bring that back out for the finishing move if he fucks me really good. If not, he can jerk himself off. I pulled him out of my mouth once again. I can't keep going or he will cum. No point in this entire exercise if he can't fuck me.

I stood up without making eye contact. I grabbed his dick and pulled him like it was a leash. I walked over to my bed with all of the sass and confidence that I could muster up. I could feel his blue eyes glued to my ass as I had a little extra sway in my hips. This dress hugs my ass perfectly. I'm not going to even say a word to him. I let go of my grasp on his cock and hiked my dress up. Not having panties on is the key to being a good little slut. This is going to be so much hotter leaving my dress and boots on. I love getting fucked in my boots. It may actually turn me on more than guys do.