After a long day of classes, I returned to my dorm room to find yet another boring, uneventful day. My girlfriend, Jen, was 350 miles away and I hadn't had sex in over 2 months. My dick was throbbing, waiting to feel a nice warm, wet pussy. Unfortunately, I was loyal and would never cheat on my woman. Or would I?
Each and every night I would spend hours jerking off to our home made porns. My sexual tension had reached a peak and jerking off just didn't cut it anymore. I tried explaining this and arranging a visit with Jen, but the time wasn't right; I had to wait another month or so before I would be able to get some T and A.
Later that night on the phone, Jen felt at fault for my discomfort and wanted to help me feel better, so she asked in her sexy voice, "What would you do if some skinny, blonde chick with big tits and a mini skirt knocked on your dorm door right now?" Thinking this was her way of initiating phone sex, which was quite common in their long distance relationship, I went along with a story that would most definitely leave her breathless, moaning my name into the receiver.
"I'd open the door and tell her to come in," I began, "as soon as she was over the threshold, I'd slam the door shut and push her up against it. With my hand on her neck, I'd say, 'Listen, you can scream and be hurt more than you could ever imagine, or you can shut the fuck up and enjoy this.'
Turning her around, I held her wrists above her head while pressing her harder against the door. Pulling her ass out and her mini skirt up revealed a bare, dripping and smooth cunt. Feeling my cock strain in my jeans, I slid my fingers down her slit and started massaging her clit. After she started moaning, I moved my hand lower and slid three fingers into her wet pussy.
As I did this, I'd whisper in her ear, 'You are going to be so sore by the time I'm done with you, slut.'
With that, I got on my knees and brought my mouth closer to her wet hole. Breathing in the scent, wishing it was your pussy I was breathing. Closer and closer, the smell becomming more and more intoxicating, until I reached the tip of my tongue out and tasted her. It's like a drug and I'd lap at her as if I had been starved for years. She was moaning and trembling now and all I was thinking was how great this pussy tasted and how wet it was going to feel, wrapped around my nine inch cock. After her orgasm ended, I'd stand up and turn her around, pushing her on her knees. I'd pull her shirt up over her head to reveal large tits with rosy pink nipples. I'd reach down and squeeze them with both my hands, feeling their pert fullness. My cock, stirring in my pants, would have her attention by now as she would be mesmerized by its outline in my jeans. I'd lean down slightly and take one of her nipples into my mouth, biting, and then the other. Not being able to contain myself any longer, I'd undo my jeans and let my raging hard on free. Grabbing it by the base of the shaft, I'd smack her on the face with it.