Sneaking Around
I go to a very religious Christian university and I'm studying to become a teacher. It's not quite as expensive as other universities, but it's not a place to find a boyfriend. I live on campus in an all girl dorm with strict rules. We have a curfew and monitors who make sure there are no boys or parties in any of our rooms. The monitor on my floor is very old and she has the idea it's her job to 'protect our virtue'. She doesn't even want us to masturbate, somehow she found out one of the students had a vibrator and she confiscated it. I don't think she has the right to do that (we're all adults), but the girl was so embarrassed she handed it over. I'd bet any money the old bag has used it every night since.
I was ok with everything until about a month into the school year. That's when I gave up trying to pretend fingering my clit was good enough. Even giving myself two orgasms an night wasn't good enough, all I could think about was finding a healthy guy to make love to me.
It was even starting to affect my grades. All I could think about was sex, all the time. I'd be in class, trying to pay attention to a professor and end up just staring at his crotch for an entire lecture while pretending to take proper notes. I knew I had to do something, and while surfing for porn on the Internet I came across a dating site.
I signed up, and it was the boldest move I've ever made in my life. I felt incredibly naughty taking a picture of my naked body and uploading it to the dating service for thousands of guys to see. It still makes me wet to think about guys all over the world whacking off to my picture. It also had a more important benefit; it got me a lot of possible dates without attracting the attention of my dorm monitor.
The first guy I met in person from the dating site was another student at my university. As it turns out there are a lot of good Christian guys that use the Internet to meet girls. I suppose I should have guessed. I'll call him John here to keep his name anonymous.
He was an arts student, a sociology major in his second year. He also lived on campus and his dorm monitor was the minister of the church for our whole school. What an unlucky break. We worked out a plan to see one another, I removed the screen on my window and he was to slip in late at night when everyone was asleep.
The plan worked very well. I'll never forget how excited I was to have a guy in my room for the first time. It was difficult for us to keep quiet, but we managed. We didn't even say much before we embraced and I helped him out of his jeans. We couldn't talk for fear of waking someone up and arousing suspicion. The possibility of getting caught added to the excitement of the moment. I had goose bumps everywhere as I got down on my knees and placed my mouth around his erect cock.
He ran his fingers through my hair to show his appreciation and I made sure to give him the best blowjob I could. I did a little too good of a job. He came right in my mouth unexpectedly and I gagged a little. It's a good thing I had some water in my fridge to wash it all down.
I laid back on the bed and pulled his head between my legs. It was wonderful. Getting licked is so much better than using my fingers. I had two orgasms in record time. I'm not sure if he noticed the first one I had and I wasn't about to tell him. He stopped as I was still in the throws of my second climax and in one quick motion shoved his hot cock in my very willing pussy.
It was so long since I'd been fucked I couldn't help but let out a low moan. It was a total mistake, I didn't mean to. I was very loud and he stopped with his cock throbbing inside me as we listened to see if anyone had heard. Unfortunately we'd caught the attention of my dorm monitor, she sleeps two doors down. I've never been so scared in my life to hear her door open and footsteps come down the hall to my room.
John grabbed his jeans and was out the window in seconds, his wet cock bobbing and glistening in the moonlight as he jumped out the window onto the adjacent roof. He'd forgotten his underwear, they were lying on the floor at the foot of the bed. I had just enough time to put the screen back in the window before the old bag was knocking at my door.
I told her I'd had a bad dream and was just closing the window because it was a little chilly. She actually came right into my room and even looked in the closet to see if I was hiding someone. It's a good thing John's underwear were mixed in with a bunch of my own clothes. She scolded me for throwing things on the floor and I scooped them up all at once. Then she left, leaving me in an empty room with my heart racing faster than it ever has in my life. I checked the window as soon as I could but John was nowhere to be seen.
Almost getting caught didn't stop me. I fucked John a few dozen times in my room. When it started to get routine I dumped him and found another guy through the dating site. He doesn't go to my school and until now we've only done it at his apartment, although I think I might get him to visit me through my window. I kind of miss it, and I liked how it made me feel naughty. It's just a thought. The biggest change in my life is finding boyfriends through the Net. I know I don't have to go without getting laid anymore. I'm a lot more focused in class, although I started napping during my afternoon spare. All the late nights have been cutting into my sleep, but it's so worth it.
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