Right place, right time quickie during second year of college [MF] | 2016

If you look at my post history, I already talked about the best story of my first year at school, and probably of my life.

The day was mostly like any other Saturday afternoon at school: hungover, shitty comedy or overplayed action movie on TV to keep my thoughts to a minimum, lights low, and drinking a TON of water. My roommate was at home for the weekend, so I had a ton of alone time, which was great because he was a bit of a homebody and didn't leave the dorm often. Naturally, at a certain point, once my body was healed enough and starting, having some sexy thoughts about an actress on whatever movie I was watching, I made my way to my laptop and decided to see if I could either find a girl to come over and sate my cock or at least some solid porn to jerk to. After about thirty minutes, I've exhausted my lady resources and am firmly with my cock in hand, no clothes on, pushing my fist up and down the lubed up shaft, when I hear the door opening. "FUCK!" I thought. My roommate had came back early. With no way to quickly hide my junk, I slid my lower half under my desk, which was facing away from the door, and turned around to see a female form. My eyes focused, and I saw one of my floor-mates, Margie.

Now, let's pause and briefly discuss what I knew about Margie for a moment. Physically, she was gorgeous. Maybe 5'8, bright blonde hair, had a dancer's body in great physical shape, probably about 36b, and had an ass that I had salivated over many times. She was also incredibly naive, and relatively sexually innocent. She had lived in a very rural area and had only done any sexual exploration over the last year of college, with some super-fratty guy that seemed to be into it simply because of how hot she was.

Zoom back to my predicament. Shit, I thought. She's going to have some normal pretext for showing up and I'm going to get caught with my dick in my hand. My cock starts getting flaccid at the thought. Then I realize she's stumbling into my room, drunk, high or at least dazed. With the least tact I could've managed in the situation, I blurted out "I'm jerking off in here!" She had a funny look on her face and just replied "Awesome." She came over and sat down in my roommates chair, dressed in a tight black skirt and a tight light blue spaghetti-strap top. She continued "Look, I need someone to roll me and my friends a blunt, are you good at that? You seem like you might be." I replied "I could give it a shot, but am a little detained at the moment." I was staring at her underwear, which she was either deliberately leaving in my view or was too messed up to be concerned about. My cock had rehardened and was now pressing the top of the desk. She looked down and could tell I was wearing no underwear, "Oh right, you're jerking off." She got up and stood over me. My thoughts were swimming. Where is this going?

She bent down and tried to peek under the desk, where my cock was straining against the desk and said "I want to see that dick you're hiding away in there." I, a little shocked at her forwardness, decided something along the lines of "what's the worst that could happen?" and pulled my chair out, along with my fully erect cock. Her eyes widened and she smiled. "That's a..." She seemed stymied and trailed off. I wondered how badly this was going to be for me, I thought I was about the be a laughingstock on the entire floor...

Of course, this is a sexy story and not a humiliation story, so she immediately sat on my lap, with only her panty-covered behind between my cock and her pussy. Realizing just how lucky I was, I began to kiss her. Wanting to assess just how fucked up she was, I asked "Is this what you really came for?" She nodded her head and said "And I got more than I bargained for, I knew you were jerking off in here and I had already wanted you to be the second guy to fuck me." Fuck me, that had my cock and mind going light speed. I immediately grabbed her tit with one hand, and shoved my hand up her skirt with my other hand, grabbing her inner thigh and watching her moan out. I instantly took that hand, and pushed it into her panties, where her already wet pussy was waiting. Wasting no time, I pushed my middle finger into her, and used my thumb to push and pull on her clit. She screamed out "just fuck me already!" Needing no extra motivation, I briefly pause, rip open the drawer where I keep my condoms, briefly struggle opening the packaging, and slap it down my cock, with a little tug at the top, then plunge myself halfway inside of her to a nice "Oooooohhhhphhhhhhh" from Margie. I'm using my hips and abs to pump up into her, all the while flicking her clit, while she's using her legs and ass to jump and down on my dick. I notice Margie started writhing and moaning harder, then her pussy started clenching down on my cock, causing me to pump her harder, inducing my own orgasm. I lose all focus on rubbing her clit and start pistoning my hips, beginning to lose my load into the condom. Recognizing this, she starts slamming her hips down onto my cock, grinding her pussy on me while I'm spurting off streams of cum into the rubber until we both gasped, relieved and a bit surprised.

Afterward, I asked her what happened that afternoon that had her so dead set on fucking me. She said she had gotten a little high and drunk at a sorority event and had initially been with her "boyfriend" (she used the term, but knew that they weren't really exclusive), and that he'd started things with her that he couldn't finish and that his style was more of a bit "selfish" and wanted to have sex like porn films a lot. Knowing me a bit, she figured that I was pretty likely to get her off from some of the more risque discussions we'd had in a group setting. Needless to say, she broke up with that guy a month or so later, and after that we hooked up a couple of more times during college when neither of us were attached.