I'd just taken my last final of the fall semester of my junior year that Thursday and was ready to blow off some steam. I'd broken things off with my long-time girlfriend early in October and hadn't been laid in two months. So I went out wanting to get fucked but expecting to just get drunk.
Instead of the normal bar, my buddy Dave and I went to a nicer bar that got more sorority chics. We figured the beer cost a little more but we could see some hotter women for our last night in town for the semester.
Dave and I were sitting around drinking and scoring the T&A that walked by when I saw an old friend, Sarah at the bar. Sarah and I sat together in the 250-person history class I took my first semester at the big state school. Occassionally, I'd walk her back to her dorm after class but we were just friends and never otherwise hung out.
I approached and stood beside her until she turned around from the bar with a drink in her hand. She looked amazing. "Hi Sarah!"
"My God, Jeff, I haven't seen you in a long time." We said we were both there with friends, but we grabbed a table by ourselves and sipped and talked and caught up. She told me she'd recently broken up with a guy she'd been dating for about a year and a half, I told her about my break up. Then she said, "Tell me, how come you never asked me out when we were freshman. I mean all of those times you walked me back to my dorm we had such great chats but you never asked me out."
"I'll be honest. There were two reasons. One, I was a stupid freshman who wasn't very confident yet. And two, I felt like this little country boy, and you just seemed so sophisticated, not to mention just downright fucking sexy, so I didn't think I was your type. I guess I just didn't think I had a chance with you."
Her lips made this little pout and she said, "I can't tell you how much I was hoping you'd ask me out. You were so different from everyone else I knew. I mean so small town, but you seemed worldly, a diamond in the rough. You had so many interesting opinions and you weren't afraid to debate with our professor. I thought that was very sexy. And of course when you stood up to speak during class, sitting beside you, I had a great view of your ass."
"Trust me, I wanted to ask you out," I said, "but I just wasn't confident enough. I thought about you all the time."
Then, perhaps the alcohol getting to her, she said, "If you thought about me all the time, did you think about me when you ... beat off?"
The smile I gave as I looked down at my beer bottle said it all. I took a swig and then said, "Absolutely", full in flirting mood now. "So did you ever think about me back then .. . while, you know?"
"Oh yeah," she said. "But I bet your tongue isn't nearly as quick as it was in those freshman fantasies of mine."
Clearly I knew where this night was now going.
"I live in the Appletree apartments," I said. "Let's get out of here and we can think of what to bet along the way."
She said, "I live across the street, in the honors dorm. Let's go there, it'll be quicker. Then if you lose the bet," she said jokingly, "I can come back here and finish getting drunk."
As we headed out, we passed my friend Dave who I'd come with. Sarah put her hand in my back pocket, and I waved to Dave, tossed him my truck keys, and said, "Take yourself home. I'll catch up with you later."
As we walked back across University Drive to the dorms, we talked about how much we thought of each other back then. At one point we had to stop on the median, it's two lanes each way, and I pulled Sarah to me, one hand gently on the back of her head, and one hand near the base of her back -- close enough that she might think I was going to touch her ass, but far enough away from there to remain a tease -- and I kissed her hard and deep. Her tongue was so fast exploring my mouth that when the kiss ended, I stood there dumbfounded for a moment. She giggled and said "Thank God we don't have long to wait."
We walked into her dorm and up to her room. I loved it when there were other girls out in the hall on the phone or laying in the hall studying, because that meant we had to walk single file, Sarah in front of me, and I got a great view of her ass. Finally we reached her room and she unlocked the door and motioned for me to enter first. There was a dim light on so I didn't look for a light switch, figuring I'd let her turn it on. Instead I saw her roommate asleep on a bed across the room. "Dammit, your roommate is here," I said.
"That's okay," Sarah said. "She sleeps very soundly. Plus she's been drinking so she's out for the night." Then she leaned into to me and whispered in my ear, "Just don't scream too loud when you come in my mouth." And with that, my semi-hard cock was at full strength.
I wrapped my arms around Sarah, picked her up, and laid her down on her bed. She was on her back, I was laying half on her, half on my side, so I could kiss her while one hand explored her, unbuckling her belt and unbuttoning her pants, sliding my hand up to her breasts. I felt her tongue stop moving inside my mouth when my fingers first lightly grazed a nipple through her bra and her body went tense. While my hand continued to explore, I noticed her bra had a front clasp so I unhooked it during one caress, opening it up though still underneath her shirt.
With that she leaned forward and I removed her shirt and she let her bra fall away. The dim light was still on and these 20-year-old C's, maybe small C's, were the most perfect tits I've ever seen, before or since. But the dim light on also meant that Sarah's roommate, if she ever woke up, could see anything and everything that was happening on our side of the room.
Sarah eased her butt off of the bed and began to slide her pants and panties off. I caught a glimpse of the pink, lacey thong and said "Let's leave just this on for a bit," and I continued to remove her jeans.
Now I was kneeling over her, her waist between my knees. My erection was so uncomfortable in my jeans but I wanted Sarah to take my pants off so I ignored my discomfort and leaned down and kissed her more. I kissed down her body, my tongue circling her right breast while my right hand caressed her left breast. I was letting my tongue go around and around her nipple but not touching it. Coming closer and closer, but still not touching it. Then I switched sides, until finally, I took one long slow tongue stroke up from the bottom of her breast until my tongue finally reached the nipple, then I took it between my teeth, hard now from the excitement, and while holding her nipple between my teeth, let my tongue rapidly move back and forth across the tip that was inside my teeth. She'd been trying to be quiet, but this time she couldn't help but moan. I continued to move down, my fingers arriving at her thong covered pussy first. It was soaking wet and there was already a large wet spot on the bed from her own juices running down her ass and onto the sheets.
