"Come see me, right now." She interrupted, and then dangled by the silence awaiting either regret or pure jubilation.
"You at your dorm?" he asked. She exhaled hearing this as it meant he was considering her offer.
"Yes."
"Give me fifteen."
She hung up the phone and began to hurriedly clean the room, throwing fast food wrappers about and sifting stacks of notebook paper. She stood in the middle of the room and quickly did a once over keeping an eye out for anything she may have missed. It looked good, she thought. Then, it hit her. She was wearing her knee-high nightgown and her hair was a mess.
Erin stood barely 5' tall with shoulder length blonde hair. She wasn't the prettiest girl, by any means but she did have this way about her. Men always seemed to gravitate toward her, no matter where she was or what she was doing. She wore black thick rimmed glasses even though all her girlfriends told her they made her look too geeky, she liked them. Her brilliant blue eyes were not overshadowed by those glasses one bit and she knew it. She felt good about herself, in general. She knew the guys usually rated her about a seven and she was okay with that. Hell, she was happy to get higher than a five after high school.
She rushed over to her vanity that sat in the corner of the room. Digging through knots in her hair with a silver handled brush; she tried to apply cherry red lipstick at the same time. There was a knock at the door. Throwing the brush to the vanity she quickly tucked her nose between her armpits and sniffed a few times. Shrugging her shoulders she thought, eh... its okay... enough.
She opened the door and saw Tyler standing before her with his jet black hair hanging in his face like it always did. She thought he looked sexy in a bad boy sort of way. That's what probably drew her to him in the first place. She always dated the good guys. The one's her parents absolutely loved. The kind that was happy to take her to school dances or shopping at the mall but never make a move. She liked that Tyler had her head knocking the headboard on their first 'date', if you could call it that. It was more like a drunken college hook up, but totally one of the best nights of her life.
She continued to fuck him every chance she got and most weekends when he wasn't 'too busy'. She never told any of her friends, not even Emily, her best friend. She just wouldn't understand, as Emily didn't like Tyler from the beginning.
"Come on in." She said motioning her hands to pull him in. He obliged and unzipped his leather jacket as he entered. She stared at his biceps, snuggly setting under his tight Clover Pride t-shirt. She loved his muscular figure. She shook her head quickly as to avoid falling into a comatose memory lane of how she used to lick every inch of him.
She reached out and grabbed his jacket and flung it to the computer chair across the way. "Have a seat." She said visibly guiding him to the bed. He didn't hesitate and flopped down hard, causing his boots to stomp on the ground as he bounced. "Be quite" she chastised as it was almost one in the morning and it wasn't exactly allowed to have male visitors at the female dorms after hours.
Erin had been lucky in the roommate department. Gloria went home this year, like every break... but put in for a transfer before she left. This meant that either Erin would get a new roommate when classes started back up, or would have the place to herself. Of course she wished for the latter.
She walked over and sat next to Tyler on the bed as she watched him spread his arms out and extend his legs as if he were stretching. He flashed her one of his suave grins that meant "Okay, I'm here and I'm horny." She hated that turned her on. She hated that she already knew she would be fucking him tonight. Mostly... she hated that he knew it too.
"So what have you been doing?" She said in a meager attempt at small talk. He chuckled at her and watched her hand slide then grip up his thigh. She scooted her butt closer to him and placed her palm covering over his pubic area. "Fuck anyone new, lately?" She said as she gave his growing package a squeeze.
He leaned in and kissed her lips. She moaned softly. She loved the way he kissed. She loved the way his tongue felt on hers. She loved the way he tasted. "No baby... I've been pretty lonely." He said as he drew his lips away from her.
She continued her squeezing as she began to feel his manhood grow. She lowered her head, keeping eye contact with him and undid his two buttons that caged his cock. He smiled at her as she lowered the zipper allowing for his raging hard on to extend outward. The boy never wore underwear, especially when he knew a booty call was a shore bet.
She quickly grabbed his pole and started stroking as she leaned closer and kissed him. Their tongues danced around as she stroked him. When he pulled back, she immediately went back down to his cock and took it all in her mouth. She always started with a deep throat. She liked getting the entire cock sloppy wet for her sucking. After that initial plunge, she could use her spit as lubricant and stroke him while she sucked the head.
It only took about five minutes before he was pulling her head off his cock and kissing her deeply. She wrapped one arm around his head and pulled her top upward with the other. They parted only briefly as she whipped the shirt over her head then returned to his tongue.
