I met Sian three weeks after I moved into Halls (that's Dorm in American). We bumped into each other the night she moved in. She was my next door neighbor and soon became my secret booty call at Halls. For the time that we had at university, we agreed to be each other's sexual partner, relieving each other when the situation arose (pun not intended).
Sian was older than me. She was doing a course in teaching and was very womanly. I say that because, she was full figured, but not a bbw. Her body was round, her thighs in particular swelled out and then back in again towards her knees. Her breasts were large and tipped with faint areola and thick nipples. I could barely get my hands around them.
We came to an agreement of Calling Booty, in the laundry room. It was then that we noticed we were the only two people in Halls on weekend nights; her boyfriend was in the Emerald Isle and I was single and horny. We probably were getting off on our own with only a wall between the two of us.
It started in the showers. Out of sheer convenience, and being lazy, I would often use the women's showers. It was a Sunday morning, I would take early showers - taking my share of the hot water as early as I could. Of all the shower stalls, she just had to walk into mine. She didn't say anything, just stood there with sleep still about her face, "Hope you saved the hot water."
"There are four other stalls in this place..." my voice trailed off, not for a moment thinking that our Booty Call agreement was real, she shrugged the towel off of her body and hung it on the wall. It was then I got my first look at her body, shaped like a pear, her curves screamed out to my hands and fingers.
"Yes, but didn't we have an agreement?" She reminded me. I didn't say anything in reply. A few moments later we were entangled with each other. Our moist bodies pressing against each other in the warm downpour of the shower. Puddles of water would collect between my chest and her breasts as I kissed her and she kissed me. My tongue pushed between her lips, her cheeks went hollow as she sucked it in to her mouth. I could taste toothpaste, but with even that I could tell she was a smoker. It's the way a person's tongue turns like if you're a smoker. I could also taste the water between us as we kissed. Her leg snaked up, ankle behind my knee. I finally grabbed her breasts, and she moaned into my tongue. I could feel her teeth clench.
My tongue slithered out of her mouth, across her cheek, lips trailing along, towards her neck. Like a vampire, I suckled at the skin. Pushing away the wet strands of hair, my lips closed around her jugular and my tongue slithered across it, in a flickering like motion. Her hand grabbed my throbbing member, then and she pressed her palm against it, causing it to press up against my belly - she them moved her palm up and down.
"Wait." She implored, pushing me up against the wall. "Would ya do me back first?" she gasped and turned. As she did, my cock slide across her belly, torso and rested against the cleft of her soft, fleshy, ass. I reached for the soap and lathered her up. Her skin was fabulous. I lathered around her shoulder blades, digging in hard, kneading with my fingers.
