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Tgirlie & Ptguy: So, I was going through some stories of my college days and I thought there might be one or two that would be interesting to people. Some of you know that I was an athlete in college. Being a collegiate athlete means that you are busy almost all of the time with training, school, academic sessions, travel, and more training. Unfortunately, the only people you get to interact with are your teammates, trainers, coaches and some other athletes. So, I tended to date other athletes. However, about halfway through college I met a guy in a class who was cute, funny, and seemed really smart. He was also really comfortable with himself, which I found very attractive. We started dating and things got pretty serious pretty quickly. He had this terrific apartment right on the edge of campus that he shared with three other guys. There were two bedrooms, two guys in each room. My boyfriend’s bedroom had a bunk bed and one other bed because they had a good friend who often slept over (apartment was so close to everyone's classes). I soon started hanging out there between classes, evenings, and eventually, overnight. You have to remember that I was still in an athletic dorm where the rules for very tight and my ability to have a boyfriend over was almost none.
Since my boyfriend was the only one of the three who had a steady girlfriend, they let us have the single bed. I was not much for kicking his roommates out for us to fool around, so we made sure to come back a little early from bars or they made sure to stay out in the living room for a while to let us "do our thing." These were all very nice guys and very tightly knit together. They accepted me right away and each of them treated me like I was their little sister. They were also hilariously funny together.
So, one night we must've all gone out to the bars (I don't remember all the details, the night was a little fuzzy). I remember we were having a great time, so much so that my boyfriend and I didn't make it back to the apartment early. I was drunk, but not completely plastered. And, I was super horny. I raced straight to the bedroom while my boyfriend hung out with his buddies for a few minutes and probably drank another beer. I stripped off all my clothes and slid right into bed. I remember doing that exactly because I didn't want there to be any confusion about what I wanted that night. I turned off the lights in case one of the other roommates came in first. Luckily, my boyfriend came in first and changed into a muscle shirt and shorts (which he always wore to bed). He slid into bed, thinking I was sleeping, and found me naked. We started to play with each other right away. I remember him pinning me down and sucking my tits a lot. I pulled his shirt off and threw it to the bottom of the bed and reached inside his shorts. I started getting him hard by stroking him with my hand, and all the sudden, the bedroom door cracked open and in comes one of the roommates. He's drunk and totally ignores, or doesn't hear, my boyfriend tell him to “get the fuck out!” Hey drops right into the bottom bunk bed. My boyfriend, who is very hard and horny right now, whispers to be still and that his roommate will fall sleep in a couple minutes. My boyfriend goes into the bathroom right off the bedroom. I decided I needed to get up and get a drink of water, the only clothes I could find at the bottom of the bed were my panties and my boyfriend's muscle shirt. I didn’t want to get out of the bed and turn the light on, because I was totally naked. So I slipped the shirt on with the panties, cracked the door open to make sure that there is nobody in the kitchen, and slid out to get a drink of water. As I was coming back, the bedroom door opened and the drunk roommate appeared. I am 100% positive that he did not come out there knowing what I was going to be dressed in. But, when he saw me, well, he saw me.
By now, you guys know that my nipples can get pretty erect and they were poking clean through this shirt. Plus, the shirt was so big that my tits were basically hanging out of the sides. He had never made a pass at me before, but I guess he was too drunk to control himself and as I tried to slide by and through the doorway, he put his hand on my arm and just held me up for a second. I just stood up on my tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek, I didn't want to reject him or make him feel embarrassed, we were good friends. But as I did so, he let his left hand drop for my arm and slid it right across my right breast, pulling my shirt open a little. I just laughed a little and gave him a hug and squeezed through the door. I wasn't upset, but I didn't want to cause a problem between him and my boyfriend. When my boyfriend returned to bed, I was still wearing my panties and his shirt.
This is getting too long. Let me put of the rest with the next pic. ;-)