This is one of those ridiculous stories that could never happen but we wish it would.
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It was the Saturday of Labour day weekend, move-in time at University.
I'd arrived early, on Friday afternoon, and was unpacked already. Last year I was in the first-year dorms, which was like some kind of horrible double blind social torture experiment. The roommate compatibility questionnaire must have been hacked by someone who hated frosh with a passion. Thankfully, this year I had no roommate. Hooray! Residence was more expensive than an apartment, but you don't have to shop for food, or cook, or wash dishes and so on, and it was right on campus, so I figured it would be worth it.
I'd just returned from registering at the Sports & Recreation Complex so I had my passcard to get in and use the pool whenever it was open for general swimming. I could also use the gym, but I wasn't into pumping iron or using the stair machines and stuff. I liked to swim at least a couple of times a week. Swimming is exactly the kind of exercise that clears my head and keeps me sane. I was even thinking of grabbing my swim bag and heading over right away.
The drop-off zone at the front of the building was packed with cars, and people were busy humping stuff up to their rooms. As I approached the entrance I saw a girl trying to wrestle a huge box through the doors. I swear the box was twice her size. The automatic door started to close on her so I stepped up quickly to hold the door back for her.
"Oh shit! Thanks! God, this is so heavy!"
I was a sucker for a damsel in distress, so I said "Hey, you want some help with that?"
"Could you? That would be awesome. I don't know why she packed to much stuff!"
I reached out and took the box from her. And yeah, it was huge and it was very heavy. So heavy that I couldn't believe this girl could carry it. It must have been nearly 50 kilos! Once she was out from behind the box I could see that she was barely 150 cm tall and probably weighed less than the box she'd been carrying. Cute too, asian, Japanese perhaps, with black hair and deep brown eyes. No accent though, so she probably wasn't an exchange student.
"Uh, where to?" I grunted. Damn, this thing was huge, heavy, unbalanced, and awkward.
"My neighbour. Jenn, in 307."
"Oh, hey, she's my neighbour too, I'm in 207."
She laughed and said "I'll follow you up with the next load."
"Right."
I went into the lobby, and as luck would have it the elevator was right there, and empty. I leaned the box against the elevator wall and was up on the third floor in 30 seconds. I knew which way to turn, as all the floors were laid out the same way. Damn that box was hard to handle. It was heavy, but it was the unwieldiness that was killing me. It was so big I couldn't see where I was going.
I got to 307 and tapped the door with my elbow. I heard "It's open!" from inside, so I pushed. More like unlocked than open, the pedantic part of my brain informed me. Somehow I managed to balance the box by leaning against the door frame and lifting my left knee up under it, and got my hand on the doorknob. I nudged the door open a bit and used the box to push it open. I squeezed through and everything went downhill fast.
I turned a bit and leaned around the box to see who the owner of this monstrosity was, saying "Where do you want this?" As I did so, I tripped over something on the floor. And I saw her. She was half naked, wearing just a skimpy top, maybe a bra or something, I dunno, it all happened so fast. The thing that my eyes locked onto was her crotch. Which was on full display as I had caught her with her pants down, quite literally.
It looked like she was just putting her panties on. She had one leg lifted up, spreading herself open down there, as she was trying to put her foot through her underwear. Her lovely sparse brown bush had my eyes riveted on it. But not for long, as the box went one way and I went the other. I fell straight onto her, and we crashed against her bed.
She ended up on the edge of the bed, with me kind of falling between her legs. And I did an absolute face-plant into her pussy. When my face landed in her crotch her instinctive reaction was to clamp her legs together and try and squeeze me out of there. That didn't actually work. Instead of squeezing me out, she was basically holding my face tightly to her pussy.
And oh my god, did she smell good! I'd only gone down on a couple of other girls, so I thought I knew what I was in for. Nope, nope, nope. Her scent was absolutely amazing, not something I could really describe, except that it was sooo much better than anything else I'd smelt, and it made me want to taste her.
As I inhaled her scent my lizard brain roared into full speed ahead mode. Then her fingers laced themselves into my hair and she started trying to pull me away. Her labia were pressed to my lips, and she smelled so divine I just HAD to. I had to taste her. I swept my tongue out and delved between her lips.
Oh Fuck. She tasted even better than she smelled. I made some kind of noise, maybe a growl or moan or whimper, and brought my hands up to grab her thighs. She made a noise too. I heard a high pitched yelp, and those fingers in my hair didn't drag me away from this heavenly feast, no, they pressed me down harder. And her legs were no longer squeezing me out.
Her thighs spread open and her hands in my hair were holding me in place. Very firmly. My brain was no longer functioning on any level that you could call civilized, and I dug in with my tongue. Fuck, she tasted so good! Earthy and sweet and tangy all at once. And she was getting very wet, too, but some of that may have been me drooling like mad over her incredible flavour.
I swiped my tongue up and down, reveling in her taste. And those lips, oh fuck they were so slick and so sweet, their wet slippery contact with my tongue contrasted beautifully with the downy hair that tickled my lips and nose. I thought I could feel her clit against my nose, and she was panting and making small noises of pleasure up there somewhere.
"JENN! What the FUCK?!"
"Shit! Shut the door!" she said as her hands yanked my head up from her pussy and one of her feet caught my shoulder as she kicked me away. I ended up on my butt sitting on the floor looking straight at the prettiest pussy I'd ever seen. She grabbed a pair of track shorts that were on the bed and shoved her feet through, then rolled to her knees on the bed to look down at me.
"Who the fuck are you?" she demanded.
"Uh. Jake. Jake Walsh. From 207."
"Jesus Jenn, you don't waste any time, do you?" said her neighbour.
"It wasn't me, it was him!" she said, glaring at me.
"Hey, I was trying to help. I, uh, I slipped." I gestured at the the big box lying on the floor. Oh god, did that ever sound lame. Was I really trying to say 'sorry, I slipped and fell into your pussy'? I was beet red with embarrassment. But I could still smell and taste her. Which kept my libido in full gear, so I couldn't help but asses Jenn's physical characteristics.
Which were actually kind of meh. I would never class her as 'hot', as she just didn't have the curves for it. She was cute, in a plain nerdy-girl-next-door kind of way. But I also knew she had the tastiest pussy I'd encountered, although that sample size was vanishingly small. Still, despite her not being what I would consider my 'type', I wanted her. I wanted that new toy back in my mouth.
"How the fuck did you even get in here?"
