This is a story loosely based on my experiences in college. Loose enough that this could be called fiction. Obviously names and dates have been changed. All characters mentioned in sexual references are 18 years of age or older. I hope you love my characters. Enjoy!
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Jayson was pushing his entire college wardrobe down the hall in a shopping cart. He was annoyed that he needed to change rooms. He actually really liked his other roommates. But unforeseen circumstances had him showing up to the dorm on the bottom floor of O'Bannon and knocking on the door.
It was Saturday and his first week on campus had been a bust. His suitemates reported bed bugs within the first few days. So Jayson and his former roommate were evacuated and Jayson was now outside his new suite.
But he did have a key. So after knocking he opened the door. The first thing he noticed was that the room was stuffy. It was warmer in the suite commons than the hallway. He also detected a faint smell of weed.
The second thing he noticed was that there were a lot of people in this suite that only housed four boys. A black couple sat wrapped together in the love seat to the right, near the dorm room. A fat white dude sat on the right side of the center couch. To his left was a thick white girl with brown hair that came to her neck. She had a white tank top and blue jeans.
Sitting alone in the love seat, to the left was another white girl with long reddish-brown hair. She wore shorts and her thighs were curled under her as she sat in the love seat.
They all looked up at Jayson from the TV they were watching.
"Um, 'sup," said Jayson wearily. He had not expected to see so many students. "I'm supposed to be moving into this suite...I think."
"Oh right," said the girl alone in the love seat. She pointed to the dorm on the left. "Your room is this one. Brent is in there."
"Thanks," said Jayson, still taken aback by the number of people in this room.
He used his key to open the dorm room door. The room was dark. The light was off and the curtains were closed over the window. The room was in an 'L' shape with the bathroom at the top of the 'L'. The desk separated two beds that would have been perpendicular if they were longer.
There was a bed with no sheets. On the bed were some duffel bags and school books. In the other bed, a country-looking guy was lifting his head up from his pillow clearly waking up, though it was after 3 p.m.
"Huh? Oh. You the new guy?" he said, sitting up in his bed. "One sec."
He got out of bed, threw on some sweats over his boxers and began moving his things off of Jayson's bed. Jayson just stood there with his bag awkwardly.
"Sorry," he said once the stuff was removed and Jayson moved toward his bed. "Brent."
He reached out to shake but Jayson ignored the gesture and turned on the light causing Brent to blink a few times as he adjusted.
Jayson started to unpack.
"I'm Jayson. How long have you been here?" he asked.
"Since Thursday. Are you gunna do your unpacking now?"
"Uh....yeah dude."
"Alright," Brent said, grabbing a few things from the desk closest to his bed. "I'll let you get to it."
He left the room, closing the door. Jayson thought he must be strange, but shrugged and began unpacking. He played some music and set up everything in his dorm room.
He even got his place in the bathroom established. He liked to get settled early so he wasn't behind and he also wanted to stake some claim in the room, making sure his new roommate wasn't going to dominate the area.
After a few hours he began hanging up posters. He had a bunch from his time working at the movie theater. When he was done and satisfied with his room's setup he went to grab some food. After getting food in the cafeteria alone he got back to the room and Brent had still not returned.
The only one left in the room was the chubby dude that Jayson assumed was from the adjoining dorm. He was watching an episode of South Park. He did notice the marijuana smell had increased since he left. He could also hear some noise coming from the adjoining room.
"What's up man," he said to the guy as he sat with his food. "I'm Jayson."
"Dustin," he said.
"So I take it you are my suitemate." he said. Dustin nodded. "Who were all those people earlier?"
"Oh...Um well, the two girls were Angelica and Jennifer from across the hall. They'll probably be back. And Darin is my roommate. He's in there now with his girlfriend, Erica," he said pointing his thumb at the door.
Jayson understood and his comprehension was helped by what he could now tell was a faint slapping sound coming from the room.
"So the one in the shorts was....?" Jayson asked. All he could remember about her was her long brownish red hair and those juicy thighs curled under her as she sat in the love seat.
"Angelica," Dustin. "The fat one was Jen."
"Fat? Was she fat?" Jayson didn't remember her being fat.
"She sure as shit ain't skinny," Dustin replied. "Too big for me."
Jayson thought that ironic, since he could see his belly poking out the bottom of his T-shirt as he sat on the couch.
"Well I don't mind," Jayson said, trying to remember as much as he could about the two college students. "I'll fuck a bony bitch, but I don't mind a little meat to grab onto."
As he ate his burger, the slapping only got louder from the bedroom. By the time he was finished it was painfully obvious that Erica was getting fucked in that dorm room. By the volume of her moaning, Jayson could tell that she was getting fucked well and good.
"Can you turn the TV up," Jayson asked bemused.
"We can try but it can't go up much more."
"Well hang on, maybe they've quit," Jayson said, as Erica had stopped screaming.
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"Mmmm....stop," she whispered. Darin fed his dick back into Erica's tight bare pussy.
She moaned into her boyfriend's shoulder.
"Oooh yea but....stop baby." Darin twisted his dick around in her tight vice grip pussy. He pulled out before sliding all the way into her.
