I was a single college guy so I was always on the prowl for pussy. I did alright but it wasn't like women were throwing themselves at me; I had to put in some effort most of the time. There was the rare occasion when a woman made it clear that she was not only horny but that she was interested in having me help her address that. It happened more frequently as I got older, and the women I fraternized with got older and had fewer inhibitions and less sexual insecurity. In college, though, it was always unexpected though very highly appreciated.
I had arrived at the River Rat party with a bunch of my friends and we all spread out to mingle and see who was there so, when I spotted Catherine, I was alone and so was she. I was genuinely surprised by how her eyes lit up when she saw me because we really weren't more than acquaintances but I resisted the urge to look behind me to see if there was someone else she was excited to see and headed over to her. She was tall, meaning the same height as me so tall for a girl, with some alluring curves, her really big boobs in particular. She seemed to quite often be wearing a black miniskirt and a white v-neck t-shirt with low-top Converse sneakers. I'm sure there were other items of clothing that she wore but, maybe because that's what she was wearing that night, I always seemed to remember her dressed like that. She lived in the River dorm, where the party was being held in the basement, hence the "River Rat" theme.
We started chatting and, despite her enthusiasm upon seeing me, it didn't appear that she was drunk. We ended up grabbing a couple of beers and, even as we socialized with other partygoers, like my friends, she mostly stuck by me or found me again if we parted briefly. I was perfectly okay with this as I was not only enjoying her company but I also had always been attracted to her. Neither of us ended up getting hammered but, later in the night, we were off to one side of the basement, outside of the main crowd, kind of looking over the festivities when I slipped my arm around her. She kind of leaned on my shoulder as we continued observing but I couldn't resist dropping my hand down to caress her ass and she didn't stop me when I did. It took me a moment as I ran my hand over the soft smoothness of her ass cheeks but I realized that there were no telltale indications of panties of any kind.
"You're not wearing panties, are you?" I finally asked.
"I could tell you," she replied, with a mischievous look in her eye, "but there are a lot more fun ways for you to find out."
"As long as I'd be heading down there to confirm one way or the other," I said, "would you have any objection to me licking your pussy?"
"We should head upstairs to my room," she replied, "like right now."
We headed casually toward the elevator and were pleased to find ourselves riding it alone. We slipped into each other's arms and made out during the short ride to her floor. Once the doors opened, she took my hand and led me down the hall to her room, locking the door behind us once we were inside. Like most dorm rooms, it was small, so we were standing beside her bed as we made out a little more. I ran my hands over her ass then began to hike up her skirt so I could caress the bare flesh. She obviously wasn't wearing any panties and I not only planned to make a visual confirmation but I doubt I was the only one of us anxious for me to lick her pussy.
I dropped to my knees before her and pushed her miniskirt up again to reveal a neatly groomed black bush but, as expected, no panties. As I gazed at her pussy, she sat on the edge of her bed and spread her legs while I lowered my head. I ran my tongue along her slit, tasting the abundant juices that were accumulating there, as she grabbed my head and moaned. I not only loved eating pussy but I especially loved eating a pussy I'd never eaten before so I was totally stoked. I slurped up her juices as she leaned back, relaxing and getting totally comfortable. Glancing up, I could see her amazing titties squeezed together between her arms and knew I'd have to get my cock between them before I left her dorm room, whenever that ended up being. I figured, though, that if I made her cum hard, she'd probably be a lot more open to whatever it was that would make me cum hard, too.
When I slipped a finger into her pussy, I was further stoked by how snug and slippery it was because I knew it'd feel even better to slip my cock into her. As I was sliding my finger in and out, I started to lick and suck her clit and she made it clear that she wasn't shy about expressing herself. I hadn't lived in River so I had no idea whether the walls were thin or the rooms were more soundproof than mine but Catherine made no attempt to keep her voice down and, if anyone was hearing her, there would be no doubt that she was experiencing a great deal of pleasure. Of course I wasn't concerned about this myself and actually appreciated the feedback to let me know that what I was doing was having the desired effect. When she started rocking her hips as she continued moaning, this made it even clearer that she was headed toward an orgasm so I didn't change any part of my technique.
She started to tense up, sitting up slightly, as she was apparently right on the verge of cumming but, once she was there, she went completely limp and her body started shaking. I continued to eat her as she was cumming, feeling a fresh flow of lubrication around my still pumping finger. Her orgasm appeared to be a long and intensely pleasurable one, which of course had been my goal. Only when she finally went still and quiet did I slip my finger out of her pussy and into my mouth as I raised my head. I was alternately gazing at her exposed pussy and her still covered titties as she recovered. When she finally opened her eyes, she smiled down at me then had me stand as she sat up. She immediately began to open my jeans then worked them and my underwear down until my rigid cock sprung out. She gripped it and gently pumped it before briefly engulfing it in her hot mouth, which felt so good that I was afraid I might cum immediately.
Rather than blowing me until I spewed, she instead took my jeans and underwear the rest of the way down as I stripped off my shirt. Once I stepped out of my shoes, I kicked my jeans and underwear aside, leaving me naked. She then stood and pushed her miniskirt down, since it apparently had just an elastic waistband, then pulled her t-shirt up and off. Her bra was cut pretty low so her cleavage looked absolutely incredible. I reached out to fondle her tits through her bra while she reached back to unfasten it. As she let it slide down her arms and her tits were fully revealed, I thought my eyes might pop right out of my head. They were spectacular but I didn't just admire them, I continued to fondle the soft, smooth flesh while my palms passed over her hard, thick nipples. She let her bra drop to the floor and I lowered my head to lick and suck her nipples while still caressing her succulent tits. She indulged me briefly then took my face in her hands and brought me back up to kiss me. We made out a little more standing there naked before she turned to grab a condom from a nearby drawer.
"You get to be on the bottom," she said as she tossed the wrapper while I was rolling the condom onto my throbbing cock. I was perfectly fine with this arrangement because, not only did I expect being on the bottom to help out my staying power, but it would also give me continued access to her succulent boobs. I lay in the middle of her narrow bed and watched her boobs bouncing and swaying as she straddled me. I guided my cock to her pussy and she lowered herself down on it, both of us moaning. She was both incredibly snug and incredibly slick so I easily slipped into her while feeling her pussy grip my tool. She sat there for a moment, just feeling me inside her, so I reached up to caress her tits some more.
When she started slowly moving up and down on my cock, the feeling was absolutely incredible, even through the condom. As I continued to fondle her tits, I was pushing up into her each time she lowered herself down, giving her as much of my length as I could. She gradually increased her pace and we got a really nice rhythm going. When I could drag my gaze away from her succulent tits, I'd look up at her face and see that her expression was indicating that she was experiencing a great deal of pleasure and that she was quite happy about it. I was glad, not only because I definitely wanted her to experience a great deal of pleasure, but also because I was hopeful that this wouldn't be my only opportunity to get naked with her. I figured the more pleasure she experienced, the greater the odds for a return invitation.
As she continued to gradually pick up her pace even more, she reached a point where her boobs were bouncing enticingly so I moved my hands away from them so that I could watch. I reached around to caress her soft, smooth ass while her bouncing boobs nearly hypnotized me. She was moaning louder and longer as she rode me even harder and faster while I was still pushing up into her each time she came down. I was absolutely savoring the feel of her pussy moving up and down my cock but, partly due to the position and partly due to the condom, I wasn't quite approaching my own orgasm yet. She was clearly getting closer to one, though, which became even more obvious when her pace abruptly slowed down. It was only a moment later when she gasped and started shaking while continuing to slowly ride my cock.
