It had been an extremely long day. I was halfway through the second semester of my sophomore year in college and I had 4 different papers and projects due all in one day. A situation that would not have been anywhere near as daunting had I used the time wisely and hadn’t left it all until the evening before. As you may have guessed, I'm a pretty serious procrastinator. So after pulling an all nighter and handing in all of my work on time, when I finally stumbled back into my apartment one Friday afternoon I was exhausted and wound up tighter then a watch.
Entering the front door and switching on the lights, I quickly noticed that the apartment appeared to be vacant. At that time there were three other women living there with me, so having the place to myself was quite a rarity. I lived in what I assume they still call a 'quad' and while it was technically on campus, it wasn’t considered one of the dorms. If someone can explain how that works to me that'd be great because I never got it even though it was explained to me numerous times.
The apartment was simply a large rectangle with a living room/kitchen in the middle and two rooms on either side for each of us girls. It wasn’t a large or extravagant place but it was enough space for the four of us, especially considering that seldom were all four of us there at the same time. My room was on the left side of the apartment, the side that faced the inside of the building and therefore had no windows. I didn’t mind that too much other then not knowing if it was raining or snowing or even what time of day it was after waking up from a night of drinking. The only real problem with the place was that there were no hookups for the computer network in the individual rooms, just one hookup with a router in the living room. I argued for weeks with my roommates to all go in on buying a wireless one but they didn’t seem to care much; I was the only one concerned with not being able to look at cheesy net porn and get off at night.
These roommates of mine were not exactly ‘open’ people. Two were Abercrombie bitches (I say that with love) and Anna – the girl that is featured in this wonderful little vignette – was Mormon or Mennonite or some such thing. She always had reasons and rules why she couldn’t do this or that… it was really irritating even thought she was certainly the nicest girl of us four. So you can imagine that my extreme openness was not something they were particularly happy about. They dealt with it well enough, but my usual habits of spending time around the house nude, masturbating whenever (or wherever) I was horny and using the bathroom with the door open were a no-no. I got away with occasionally wandering around in an open robe or in underwear but that’s as far as I went; as shitty as it was, I truly wanted to be careful as to not make them too uncomfortable. I may be a show off slut but I do try to be sensitive to others.
It matters not to the story but some of you might be curious as to what Anna looked like. She was roughly 5’6 in height, somewhere around 140lbs., with dark hair and eyes. She had amazing legs from volleyball or swimming or discus or whatever she did, but as you might expect she hid them rather well. I was only able to see her naked once (from fucking with the doorknob on the bathroom so it wouldn’t close right and ‘accidentally’ walking in on her); large, globe shaped C cups with puffy nipples, somewhat of a ‘ghetto’ booty and a rather large unkempt bush. I guess it really isn’t necessary to keep the grass mowed if you never have any people over. But I digress…
So here is me with the place to myself and all, knowing Abercrombie and Fitch (my names for the two trendy girls) were both at class and Anna was already home for the weekend as she didn’t have any Friday classes. I figured this was a prime opportunity to get a little rowdy and have some fun. As I mentioned before, my body was full of tension and I needed release.
