As many of you know from some of my earlier stories, my very sexy and usually very horny wife Lissy is pregnant. I'll spare you the details, but she hasn't been feeling good at all for almost the whole time, so our once numerous fuck sessions have dropped off steeply in number and her award winning sloppy blowjobs have virtually ended. Every once in a while she still surprises me, but it's not like it used to be. If it wasn't for Lissy's mom and her best friend Tina providing some much needed release, I don't know what I would do.
I've written about some of those experiences earlier. Well, my MIL and Tina haven't visited in a while, so I've reverted back to masturbating; sometimes watching porn, sometimes masturbating with Lissy watching and doing her seductive moans to turn me on, and other times just remembering some of my earlier sexual experiences, especially from my single days. It was one of those masturbation sessions that reminded me of a great experience I had and thought I'd share.
It happened about two years after I had graduated from college. My sister who is three years younger than me, was attending the same college as I did, and she had invited me to come up for the weekend of Home Coming. She said I'd be able to stay with her in the dorms. I still had quite a few friends at the school and had visions of hooking up with a hot piece of college ass, so I immediately agreed, figuring that with any luck I wouldn't have to stay with my sister, which for some reason seemed a little creepy to me.
I decided to take Friday off from work and drove up late Thursday afternoon. After supper, we went back to her dorm room to drop off my stuff and get ready for the evening. She introduced me to a bunch of her friends, many of whom were quite fuckable, and made plans to meet at the local bar in about an hour. Once in her room, she looked me square in the face and said, "I want to warn you about my roommate."
"Ok, what about her?" I asked.
"She's a complete slut," my sister replied bluntly.
"Cool," I said, "the world needs more complete sluts. Where is she?"
"No," she said, "I mean a completely filthy, nasty girl. She fucked so many guys over the past couple weeks. I'm telling you because I know how you are and I don't want you to possibly catch something from her."
I laughed, "thanks, I appreciate the warning and will take your concern under advisement."
"Fine, have it your way," she replied tersely. She walked to her dresser, picked up a key, and handed it to me.
"You'll need this, I have to work tomorrow morning, so I won't be staying out late or drinking that much," she said.
"Ok," I said, "I'll take care of drinking for you tonight. You'll be able to party tomorrow night, right?"
"You bet your ass," she replied.
Well, the night didn't necessarily go as planned. I got to see a bunch of my old friends, drank a lot of beer, and hit on quite a few chicks, but nothing more substantial materialized. A little before midnight my sister told me she was leaving. I made sure she had a safe way home and once I was assured she'd be ok, I resumed drinking. I was pretty much resigned to the fact that there'd be no piece of college ass tonight, so when one of my buddies said it was time for some shots, I agreed. The next thing I knew, I was lying fully clothed on top of my sleeping bag in my sister's dorm room. I got up and got a drink of water before passing out again only to be awakened in what seemed like five minutes by my sister's noisy alarm clock. She stepped over me, got dressed, and left, telling me she'd be back around noon.
As I laid there on the floor, still slightly drunk, I became aware of the presence of another person. I could here the slow and regular breathing of someone who was asleep. I sat up, propping myself on one elbow and looked around the room. The sight that greeted me made my heart skip a beat and I was sure I was hallucinating, possibly from the massive amounts of alcohol I had consumed. Not ten feet from where I sat, my sister's roommate lay sprawled out on her bed, completely naked and sound asleep. I sat up and began to run my eyes slowly across her body; starting with her red hair, a nice face, and then to her body. And what a body it was! She looked like she weighed maybe 100 pounds, but she was nicely toned. Her boobs looked like B cups, but they were nice and perky and were more than ample for her body type. Her legs looked silky smooth and were amazingly toned; the sight of them made my cock yearn to be between her thighs. And to top it all off, her legs were slightly spread, so I had a great view of her pussy, which was almost completely shaved except for one little patch of red hair trimmed in the shape of an arrow with the point aimed at that sweetest of spots on a woman's body. Both inner thighs were also tattooed, one with a sun, the other a moon.
Well, I was in the middle of an especially long dry spell as far as my luck with the ladies, so this was the first good-looking chick I had seen, other than those on my TV set, in a very long time. My cock was instantly hard and I could feel it tingling with delight. All sorts of thoughts ran through my mind as I sat there contemplating and drooling over Sleeping Beauty. My thoughts were complicated by my sister's warning that this girl was a "complete slut." I was pretty sure she wouldn't mind if I took some liberties, but I didn't want to risk going too far in the event she was a little more of a prude than I imagined.
I sat up all the way and noisily cleared my throat to see if she would stir. She didn't. I crawled over to where my duffel bag was and quietly retrieved a bottle of watermelon flavored lube I had packed, just in case. She still didn't move. I stood up and hurriedly stripped down to my boxer-briefs. I squeezed some lube into my left hand, pulled down my underwear, and crept to the head of her bed. I cleared my throat one more time and she still didn't react. I applied the lube to my now extremely hard cock, mixing it in with the large drops of precum clinging to the tip. I bent my knees slightly, resting them on the edge of the bed, and thrust my hips towards her so that my cock and balls were immediately over her face and mouth. So close, in fact, that I could feel her warm breath on them. That by itself almost made me cum. Then I began to stroke my slippery cock, letting it run through my clenched fist. My thoughts raced between what it would feel like to have her lips around my rod, or how amazing it would be to have it buried in her tight little cunt, or better yet, in her ass. I kept looking at those tits, imagining them bouncing up and down as she straddled me and rode my cock. Oh, what I would love to do to this pretty little whore!
