When I first met Michelle, I knew that I would need to fuck her or I just wouldn't feel satisfied with our friendship. As I was new on Campus, and only knew a handful of people, I had to play it low key until the time was right (for both of us). On the first Wednesday, after lectures had finished, I waited outside the building until Michelle came out. She looked as beautiful as ever. Michelle has the sort of figure that she could easily pass off wearing jeans and a figure hugging t-shirt, or something a little more… well, risqué.
I called out to her, and although engaged in a conversation with her roommate (who the guys called 'Pepper'), Michelle looked over, smiled, whispered something in Pepper's ear then came over to me. We exchanged small talk before arranging to meet that evening for dinner and a movie. I could hardly wait to see her again, and from the strain I could feel in my pants, my prick could hardly wait to be freed.
As I showered for the date, I lathered myself with soap, and just thinking about Michelle, my cock sprung to attention, and begged to be satisfied (for the first time that night). I furiously wanked off as I pictured Michelle's mouth, warm and knowingly taking my cock and pleasuring me as I desired. I could feel my balls getting ready, and I shot my load whilst imagining my tongue buried deep inside her lovely pussy.
I knocked on the door to Michelle and Pepper's room, and was surprised when Pepper opened the door, flushed and wearing only a baggy varsity t-shirt (which she'd obviously scored after one of the guys had scored with her) and what I gathered were white cotton underwear. Pepper rambled on about Michelle being in the bathroom, and should be out in a minute and to take a seat. We sat on the sofa, and casually chatted about what each of us was studying and where we hoped to go with our degrees.
Michelle came out, and almost instantaneously I felt my temperature rise and prick stiffen. She had her long jet black hair pulled back into a braid, and wore a tight red dress that left almost nothing to the imagination. Michelle kissed Pepper on the cheek, whispered in her ear and we were out the door. We got as far as the parking lot when she told me she'd forgotten something and needed to go back to the room. Michelle took my hands, cupped them around her firm full breasts and told me, that if I waited here for her, I'd get the rest later. I could hardly wait! While Michelle walked away from me, I took the opportunity to rub myself through my jeans. My cock was aching for a damn good fucking, and I could tell from Michelle's tone, that she would keep her promise.
Ten minutes passed before I thought about going back up to the room, so I headed up again, thinking that we'd already missed out on getting tickets to the movies. As I reached the door, I could hear soft moans coming from inside the room, they faintly sounded like Pepper whimpering Michelle's name in a breathless fashion. My imagination ran wild, wanting to know what was going on behind that door, I knocked gently and called in a hushed voice that I was coming in. As I opened the door, I couldn't believe my eyes. There on the sofa was Pepper, laid out all naked with a dildo crammed inside her shaved cunt and Michelle stroking her clit and working on Pepper's small but perky tits. Pepper was using her left hand to move the dildo in and out of her soaking hole. Michelle turned, looking startled, then smiled at me and motioned for me to join them. The fucking roommates. This was every guy's heaven. I took off my shirt and jeans, leaving only my boxer shorts to constrain my enlarged cock. There was a wet patch where my pre-cum had oozed from Michelle's earlier promise.
