Me [F] whoring it up in my freshman dorm [M/F] (pt 1) [M/F/M] (pt 2) | 2016

After at least a year of lurking on GW and GWstories, I think I'm finally ready to kiss-and-tell one of my own ;) Maybe I'll think about some pictures for my next post, but no promises...

So, for context, at the time I was an 18 year old freshman, pretty cute, pale skin, just a tiny bit curvy but in the right places - nice soft C cup breasts and a plump ass that I was learning how to work pretty well, and guys at that age were just learning to really appreciate (it drives them wild today). I'm 5'4” - and athletic enough that I always felt pretty good about my body, even if it was more soft than hard. I've managed to keep a flat stomach even with a very fullsome ass. I have brown hair that goes past my shoulders, gentle eyes but (I'm told) a mischievous grin. I think that look comes out a lot when I get horny.

Throughout high school, I developed a lot sexually, and found out I had an insanely high sex drive, much higher than my cute attitude would suggest. I've kinda tried almost everything out there at this point, but there are still some particular memories that I think about most often...

I was a freshman in the nursing program at my school, but in a general co-ed freshman dorm. I had some crazy times in that dorm (and since), but one of the best was with Trevor, a 6'1” mountain of a black man that made me wet from the first time I saw him. He was very built, a rugby player, and also a freshman, but planning to study history. He definitely had the power and aggression of a big rugby player, but he was also really cool and collected, and was always fun to be around. He could tell goofy jokes and would throw his head back for a big laugh. I was always impressed at how much he held eye contact with me when we talked, like he was really interested.

I saw him and got to hang out with him in groups of friends every so often, and we exchanged phone numbers (along with everyone else in our hall that hung out together). I actually lived in a dorm suite that had a living room along with the bedroom, and my roommate was rarely around (her parents lived in the city and she usually stayed with them), so people often would come over and hang out in our living room in the evenings, or to pre-game or chill after partying. Trevor and I were always friendly, and there was clear sexual chemistry, but we had both wound up hooking up regularly with other people (another story I guess), and he never really made a clear pass at me.

So nothing happened in the first few weeks of the year, until one morning I saw he had left a jacket in my living room after hanging out the night before. I texted him, but didn't get a response so I just grabbed it and walked down the hall to his room. The door was propped a bit open (not unusual in our hall) but he wasn't there, so I went in and dropped it on his bed. I couldn't help but take a peek around - the place was a fucking mess, but not gross, just sloppy. As I was (admittedly) creeping, I heard the door open and he walked in, apparently just in from the men's showers down the hall, wearing just flip flops and a towel...

He looked amazing. Really just big and strong, of course ebony black, made all the more striking from his skin still glistening from the water of the shower. He didn't see me until he closed the door and turned, and he was surprised, almost dropping that shower caddy thing. I was surprised and embarrassed too, but couldn't stop looking at him. After a second he smiled and just said “oh hey”, and we both laughed.

He said he had to change, and somehow, through sheer curiosity and without really thinking about it, I was surprised to hear myself saying “go ahead”. I still can't believe I said that, but I smiled nervously and tried to look right in his eyes. He paused for a second and said something like, “fine, you're more of a prude than I am,” and then he dropped the towel, stood in full view for a second, and then walked over to the closet to grab clothes. I was stunned. He had an unbelievable cock, thick and long even though he seemed only a little hard. The moment passed too soon and once he was dressed I excused myself, breathlessly.

I didn't see him again until Friday, a week and a half later, when a couple people came over to watch a movie after a night out. I had made a point that night to wear my sexiest outfit, red bra showing out of a low cut grey shirt, and a rather short black skirt, which definitely caught some attention. In a moment of insane anticipation, I had also skipped panties that night... all just on the off chance that we would get to hang out. I had been masturbating furiously ever since that incident, and the frustration was just driving me up a wall...

After a while, everyone left and it was just Trevor and I watching tv. I moved over closer to him on the couch, and then started stroking his thigh. As my hands wandered, I felt his cock under his jeans. It made me so wet, and I leaned over to whisper in his ear, “I can't believe you said I was a prude... Trevor you have no idea, and I've been thinking about how I owe you for that show last week.” Then I could feel his cock noticeably grow, and I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans determinedly. He said, “Oh yeah? I kinda enjoyed seeing the look on your face, so I got a bit of a show,” and then he lifted his hips and helped me slide his boxers and jeans down.

His cock sprang up and I after grabbing it and holding it for a second, I could barely restrain myself from leaning over and taking his head in my mouth. It was the biggest cock I had ever blown, but at 8” or so, not a “monster”. Struggling to take it all just made me wetter and wetter. It was so hot hearing him moan my name and tell me how sexy I was, just over and over again, “oh god Amy, you're so hot, your mouth feels so good wrapped around my dick.”

After a few minutes I couldn't help myself. I'm embarrassed I was so eager, but I looked up at him, and without even pulling his pants down all the way, I straddling his lap. His cock rubbed against my thigh, hidden from sight by my skirt which was still on. I vividly remember the first time his cock grazed my dripping wet pussy, and he looked at me in surprise. “I told you I was no prude, I haven't been wearing panties all night...” I smiled at him, giving my best lusty, mischievous look, and then reached down to position his cock against my pussy. He said wait, that he didn't have a condom. As I continued to rub his head against my clit, I just asked simply if he was clean and he nodded. I was on birth control, so I told him he should definitely just fuck me.

Sliding down on his cock was still one of the most amazing feelings I've ever experienced. He was the perfect size, almost too large to take comfortably but not quite, mostly the thickness was overwhelming, but I was so wet that it worked. I slowly lowered myself until I had taken almost all of him, and then he grabbed my ass tightly and thrust his hips up, fast and powerfully, and I cried out in pain and surprise.... but it was so good, and he started thrusting harder and harder, grunting, “oh Amy, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh god Amy.”

I told him to let me do the work, and I started riding up and down his cock at the same speed he had been thrusting. Rather quickly, he looked at me with his face in a grimace and said, “oh god Amy I'm going to cum, I can't stop, I'm going to cum”... and I grabbed his shoulders and said, “oh Trevor I want it so bad, please come inside me, please give me your cum...” and then he thrust hard and so deep that he completely overpowered me and just made me gasp in pain. I felt his warm cum filling up my pussy - and then he just kept coming, and I could feel him dripping out of me all over his huge thighs even as he came in me more. It was such a good pain, and I had a weird kind of background/sustained orgasm at the same time. My orgasms vary so much depending on the situation.

Finally he stopped thrusting, and apologized for coming so soon - he said I was just so cute, and fucking me raw was almost too hot and taboo for him to stop himself. I was actually fine with it, and just started grinding back and forth with his semi-hard (but still so thick!) cock inside of me, focusing instead on clitoral stimulation. I then grabbed his hand, sucked hard on his huge middle finger and then rubbed it in the cum that covered so much of our bodies. I guided his hand around my ass, towards my asshole, and told him to finger my ass. He looked up with a big smile and he said I was so full of surprises.

With his surprisingly large middle finger deep in my ass, his thick cock in my pussy, and my clit grinding against him, I began building towards a heavy orgasm. I grabbed the sides of his head to hold on to, and told him to call me a dirty little slut, which he did, over and over:

“Oh god, Amy you are such a dirty girl, you love getting fucked by my big black dick don't you? You dirty little slut, come on my cock for me...”

Calling me names also apparently made him hard again. I was growing to to a huge orgasm, and I pulled his head into my breasts by his hair, grinding down hard on his cock. Then he stood up (somehow lifting me up as well - he hadn't been skipping leg day), and then threw me down on the couch, proceeding to fuck me until he came, again, deep inside of me. We didn't exactly cum simultaneously, but somehow every orgasm that night was amazing.

He slept over my twin size bed, with me basically on top of him, and I woke him up with a sloppy blowjob the next morning before he had to go to rugby practice. As he left my apartment, I just laid there with his cum all over my face.

(Pt. 2 coming - can't believe how long this got. A few weeks later Trevor took me as his date to a rush event, and somehow just one massive black cock wasn't enough for me.)