I awoke at night by an unfamiliar feeling against my leg. Someone was in bed with me. It took me a few seconds to realize who and where I was. And more importantly, who I was with. Eli was visiting me in college. A flutter of joy burst up in my heart and spread through my body when I remembered it was him.
He had just come this afternoon after the 48 hour train ride from Chicago, so he exhaustedly fell asleep without even so much as fingering me a little, but greedy me, we did make out for like an hour, which was actually really sweet. I just missed him so much that my body was completely magnetized to his, ever since he got here. As soon as he gets some rest, and as soon as my roommate Katie goes off camping for the weekend, this room is going to be a fuckfest, with Eli and me. Donât expect to get any texts from us this weekend, is all Iâm saying.
But as it stands, Katie is there on the other side of the room in her bed, dozing away. And so is my boyfriend, right up against me, under my smooth blankets. He was wearing an old pair of my sweats, and no shirt, and I was next to him in my littlest pair of little shorts (I thought it would be weird to sleep in my underwear with Katie still here), and my lightest of almost see-through thin old t shirts. God my body wanted him. I tried not to make any noise with the blankets, and slid up to him so that my belly pressed against his side. I rested my left boob on his abs, which were gently rising up and down as he breathed deeply in his sleep. Must have really been a long train-ride. My hands took on a life of their own and started to trace along his muscles, my little fingertips sliding all over his smooth soft skin, with the heavy firm muscles right beneath. I really did like when my fingers started to think for me. They were so much smarter than I was in these situations.
Deftly, my hand lifted up his waist strap and slid in towards his pubes. I entered his soft underwear with my hand, not making a single sound. When my hand found his cock it was still mostly soft. I liked catching it in this state. I liked holding it in my hand like a floppy fat snake, feeling it puff up and get bigger and harder in my hand. I was always a little disappointed when this part of the show was left out for me, and he just pulled out his stiff hard cock. I want his cock to go hard for me - To be in my hand as it happened. And so I was, feeling it stiffen and get bigger and bigger in my hand. Just when it got as big as I thought it was going to get, it still got bigger and bigger. I wonât lie about Eli, he has a HUGE dick. Not like I wouldnât be dating him if it wasnât, Iâm not THAT kind of girl, I love him, but this is just⊠a bonus. A nice bonus. A nice big natural miracle of a bonus.
I wondered if Katie woke up right now, would she see the bulge it was making in the blankets. The moonlight from the window made it cast this big ominous shadow across the blanket, and I almost broke my cover laughing: I was waking the cock monster zombie! Out to terrorize the night! An uncontrollable smile at my own stupid sense of humor spread over my face as my eyes caught Eliâs. I donât know when he woke up, but there he was with his eyes open. He was smiling too, and just as big. And it made me smile even more. And then he just kept smiling. Moments like this are priceless. How can you not feel like youâve found The One when youâre just lying there smiling like this at each other, hand around his cock, roommate sleeping 8 feet away. Of course I dreamt of being a princess as a little girl, but right now, this felt like just where I wanted to be.
I kneeled down to his ear and whispered: âIf Katie wasnât here, I would strip off my shorts and rub my pussy all over your faceâ
He seemed pleasantly shocked.
âIâd like thatâ he whispered.
âDonât worry, sheâs leaving at like 6 in the morningâ
âIâll set my alarm,â he giggled.
âI bet you want her to watch you fuck me,â I whispered in his ear.
âOh you know I do,â he acted like he was joking, but I wanted to tease him more.
âShe is hot though isnât sheâ I whispered. I could tell it always freaked him out a little, whenever I talked about a girl who was hot, not so much because it made him think I was a lesbian, but more that he didnât know how to respond. Like he would make me feel jealous if he responded the wrong way. Katie really was beautiful though. Getting to know her over the last six months had been wonderful, as jealous and strangely turned on as it made me feel to watch her saunter around without a bra in our dorm room all the time. Seriously, the way that girls wanted their boobs to look by buying padded Victoriaâs Secret bras, this girls boobs just looked like that no matter what. It wasnât fair. It wasnât fair that her face was so pretty, or that her voice was so sweet. Or that⊠I didnât want to talk about how she made me feel. Or the fact that we kinda had a drunk make-out session a few months ago which we never talked about. My boyfriend was here. And his cock was in my hand. And I was suddenly much hornier than I had the ability to control at the moment.
I licked him on the corner of his mouth and whispered in his ear. âShh. Donât wake Katie. I want to suck your cock okay?â (he loved when I was forward like this)
He kissed me on the ear. His dick stiffened in my hand.
âThereâs no way I wonât give it away.â he whispered back.