69A this is my dorm room. I knock on the door, expecting my new roommate to greet me with open arms, but there was no response. All I could hear were other people down the hallway moving in and what seemed to be a low moan. I knocked again while fumbling for my key. Again, no response.
I unlocked the door and found my roommate Tiffany laying on her bed masturbating with a thick, long vibrator. Startled, she turned around and said, “Oh shit, well that was embarrassing. Hi Britney!” It was an extremely awkward situation. I tried not to look at her as she dressed, but I saw her large, tan breasts. She is hot – 5’8″, long brown hair, tan, and had large round breasts. She put on a white t-shirt and jeans. Seriously? No bra and a white tee? I mean, it’s asking for trouble. I continued to make myself at home, deciding to go to bed early. Tomorrow is my first day of college – woohoo!
Nine o’clock came too early. I showered and let my wavy blonde hair air dry. I’m 5’6″, lean and the proud owner of 36DDD breasts. I decided to wear a short skirt to show off my legs and a black lace top. I’m nowhere as bold as Tiffany, but I look hot.
My first class is English 101 with Professor Lasion. Great, and it looks like I’m late to class judging by how the auditorium is filled. A few front-row seats remain. I sit down next to an attractive older man. His brown eyes and dark brown hair are his best features. He must be having a mid-life crisis. Who goes back to school at that age? Who wants to be around college students at university… weird?
“Hi, I’m Jack,” he says as he reaches out his hand to shake mine. He is definitely my type, but I see a wedding band. Ugh, just my luck.
“Hi, I’m Britney. Fresh out of high school. I’m not looking forward to this class. English was my worst subject in school.”
“Ha, I know. It’s been years since writing a college paper. I’ve heard this guy is a real douchebag. He never gives out A’s.”
Oh, great. Nervously, I put my pencil in my mouth, a bad habit established in high school. I am usually a straight-A student, and I don’t like to feel pressured.
Jack stands up and loudly says, “Alright, kids, simmer down!”
Uh, who are you to tell us to simmer down? Lame-o, you’re our peer in here.
“My name is Professor Jack Lasion. I like to pretend I’m one of you every semester to get a feel for how this class will be.”
Oh fuck, I just told the professor I wasn’t looking forward to his class.
“For those of you who were late, I’m not going to make this easy for you. Prepare to be on time because the real world is not going to wait for you.” He looks at me as I blush.
Here we go with the syllabi review… 3 exams? Great, just great. One of them is on November 7th, my sister’s wedding. What am I going to do?
Professor Lasion suddenly calls on me, “Britney, you can daydream in psychology 101. This is a hard class so I will need your full attention.”
I respond, “I’m sorry, Professor.” As I say it, I notice a slight bulge develop in his pressed khakis. Hmmm, I wonder what it looks like. My cunt starts to get really wet just thinking about what he could teach me.
Class ends, and I wait for everyone to leave. I pull my skirt up ever so slightly just to make it sexier for him. I walk over to his desk, bending over to show my cleavage. “Professor Lasion, Jack, it was nice to meet you, and I may need some extra help when you have time.”
Jack indulges me, “Okay, Britney, but it will be hard for me to fit in you. Oh, I mean fit you into my schedule. We’ll discuss it later.”
By the time I get home, my pussy is soaking wet. Something about Professor Jack Lasion made me crave his touch. Maybe it’s his age. I mean he could be my dad. Tiffany isn’t home so I decide to use her vibrator. I undress and start fingering my pussy. It’s so wet and wanton for Jack’s hard cock. I pinch my nipples. There’s nothing I love more than to have him suck them. I tease my clit with the head of the vibrator. It feels so good, stretching my tight, young pussy. It hurts a little, but I love it now. I thrust it in and out of my pussy. After all, I really want it. Hmmm, yes, I’m so close to cumming.
I almost climax, and then the doorknob turns. It’s Tiffany… great. She knows exactly what I’m doing, and says, “Hmmm, Britney, cum for me baby. I’ll help you.”
What happens next blows my mind…
