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I was absolutely not happy about being stuck in my dorm on the weekend with a project to finish up. My roommate had already left to go drink beer and hit on girls, which I would much rather have been doing. There wasn't anything I could do about my deadline, though, so I just sucked it up and forged on. My door was open because I wasn't expecting anyone to be around to interrupt me as I worked but I also thought it might help if I saw or heard someone so I knew I was not here on the floor alone. I actually heard Andrea's voice before I noticed her standing in the doorway as she asked what the hell I was doing at my desk on Saturday night. I turned to respond and my words stopped in my throat as I got a look at her standing there.
Andrea was my neighbor in the dorm and lived in the single beside the double I shared with my roommate. She was a senior and had been a great resource for us freshmen, for everything from which classes were the best to which bars never carded. As long as we'd been living beside her, however, I don't believe I'd ever seen her looking as she was standing there in the doorway. Andrea was the definition of statuesque -- tall and well-proportioned -- but on that night she was all dolled up for a sorority event: hair done, makeup done and wearing "the perfect little black dress." This wasn't the Andrea I was accustomed to seeing about the floor and I think it showed on my face. If it didn't, it was obvious when my response to her question turned into a simple "Wow!"
"You like?" she asked as she executed a spin on my threshold. It was a minute before I could do more than nod. When words finally came back, I told her that she looked ravishing and that I was jealous of every guy who was going to be wherever she was headed. That was when she explained that she was going to a sorority event and repeated her question about what I was doing at my desk. I explained about my project while trying not to just stare at her ample cleavage. She sympathized, having been there before herself I'm sure, but didn't tell me I should blow it off, which I appreciated. I told her to have fun for me and watched her ass as she walked out of the room. It took a few minutes before I was able to focus on my project again.
Hours later, when I finally got everything wrapped up, I was considering whether or not it was too late to go out. On the plus side, the girls would already be liquored up but on the negative side, everyone else would be, too. I was debating internally as I organized everything I'd been working on and hadn't come to a decision yet when I heard high heels coming down the hallway. I turned in time to see Andrea stop in my doorway looking as scrumptious as she had when she left. She asked if I had finished my project and, when I told her that I had, she told me that was good because she had been planning to tell me that it was time for me to take a break anyway. I told her how surprised I was to see her much less see her alone as I'd figured the boys would be paying her an awful lot of attention.
"As a matter of fact, I was getting a lot of attention tonight," she replied, "but I started thinking that they were only interested in this me. I thought about you sitting back here, working so hard, and that you're always flirting with me, even if I'm wearing stained sweats and my hair is up and I've got no makeup on. You've literally seen me at my worst but you've always made me feel the way those other guys only made me feel tonight. So, I blew them all off and came back here to reward you for being such a diligent student."
She walked over to me and, before I knew it, her arms were around my neck and we were making out. My hands went from holding her waist to holding her ass while pulling her against my growing tool as we made out more passionately. When we finally came up for air, she suggested that I lock up and we go to her room so we wouldn't have to worry about my roommate walking in on what was about to happen. I was considering exactly what was about to happen as I killed the lights and locked the door then followed her to her room and I came to the conclusion that it couldn't be anything but good.
She locked her door behind us and had me sit in her desk chair, then leaned down to make out with me, her tits nearly falling out of her dress. Her hands went to work opening my jeans, which she started to slide down as she dropped to her knees. With my jeans and briefs off, she took my rigid cock in her hand and stroked it a few times before lowering her mouth over it. I moaned and ran my fingers through her hair as her lips slid down, then back up again. She definitely was no slouch when it came to cocksucking; she was pumping the base in one hand while sliding her mouth up and down slowly, drawing out the pleasure that was already at a very high level. Watching her was nearly as arousing as the feel of her mouth and her hand working on my tool; it was still a pleasant shock that it was a dolled-up Andrea willingly sucking me off.
Obviously, it didn't take long before I was starting to feel my orgasm beginning to build up, between her oral talent, the way she was dressed and the view of her cleavage, as well as this being a mouth my cock never had the pleasure to visit previously. I didn't complain when she took a break, slipped my cock from her mouth and straightened up because I was sure a break would help me last a big longer. Looking into my eyes, she slipped the skinny straps of her dress off her shoulders, reached behind her to unzip the dress a bit, then pulled the top down to reveal even more of her cleavage contained in a strapless black bra. My eyes were wide, my mouth was watering and my cock was throbbing even before she reached behind herself again to unfasten the bra. As it went slack and slid down the slopes of her luscious tits, revealing her large areolas and thick, hard nipples, I think I actually moaned out loud.
With the bra cast aside, her tits looked just incredible but, when she squeezed them together around my stiff cock, I realized that they also felt incredible. She started to slide the soft, smooth flesh up and down, obviously well aware of the effect that it would have on me. She glanced up at me with a big smile on her face to gauge my reaction, then returned her focus to my cock disappearing between her fleshy globes. I could feel my orgasm again, building back up to the level where it had been before, so I suspected that I'd be blowing a load all over her cleavage and maybe into her face, depending on the intensity of it. I relished the feel of her tits as well as their pale, smooth appearance, anticipating getting my hands and mouth on them in short order. As my cock was beginning to swell when my orgasm was imminent, Andrea released her tits and lowered her hot mouth back over my throbbing cock.
Holding it by the base again, she started sliding her mouth up and down it again, though not as slowly as she had been. She knew I was on the verge of cumming so, rather than continuing to try to draw out my pleasure, she was working on bringing me to release. I was moaning and muttering encouragements as the pleasure I was feeling reached unprecedented levels before I finally exploded into her mouth. She continued sucking as she swallowed down my load, stopping only after I was completely spent and letting my cock fall from her mouth. She sat back on her heels and smiled, her tits jutting out and attracting my attention again. I reached down to heft their weight in my hands, then ran my palms over her hard nipples. I suggested that we change positions and, as I knelt before her sitting on the chair, I was fondling her tits while licking and sucking her nipples.
