Journal Entry: Thursday, February 23, 1989 - The Blizzard of '89.
Editor's note: I'm posting some of the journal entries from my college years. In case you were wondering the stories are true. Cheers!
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It was one of those mid winter days that made you almost think spring might be in the air. Steve and Pete had both graduated after fall semester and I was living on my own. It had warmed up enough to start to rain late in the day. The rain didn't amount to much more than a mist, not even enough to melt the snow. I happened to hear a weather report late in the day and they were saying we might get some heavy snow that night.
Sure enough, around 10:00 the rain started changing to snow. Wanting to be prepared for the worst, I grabbed my sled and headed uptown for supplies just in case. Word on the street was that classes might be canceled. I found that 2 cases of beer fit nicely on my sled. Now prepared for the worst, I headed back home. It was starting to really come down. There was probably already 3 or 4 inches of new snow on the ground.
I decided to stop by and see how my fuck buddy, Patty, was holding up. She shared an apartment with my best friend's girlfriend, Pat, and two other girls, Kathy and Karen. It was snowing pretty hard. Just as I got there the electricity went out. And stayed out. The girls had been listening to the radio and were pretty uptight. Their apartment had electric heat and they thought they were going to freeze. We drank a few beers and thought about it. I didn't think it was going to be a problem but I invited them over to my apartment as I had a gas stove we could use to keep warm. Besides, if we drank enough beers I might get into a pair of panties or two.
We trudged through snow that was by now waist deep in places and drifting. We made it to my place and broke out the beer. We all got good and drunk while listening to the winds howl outside. According to the radio it was the worst snow of the century. School was already canceled so we partied well into the night.
Karen and Cathy wanted to crash. I had the same two bedroom apartment I had shared with Steve and Pete so they claimed the empty bedroom. I told Pat and Patty they could have my room, I'd crash on the couch.
Pat & Patty and I had one last beer and they hit the sack. I headed out to the kitchen to check on the gas oven. We had used it to heat the apartment but I didn't want to let it run all night. It was probably half an hour later when I heard someone come in to the kitchen. I had expected Patty to join me for a little bedtime snack.
"Hey baby," I said, turning to embrace her, "what took you so long?"
"You were expecting me?" she asked, surprised.
I looked again and it wasn't Patty, it was Pat. "I was hoping you'd join me," I replied. She gave me the look and we fell together in a deep, wet kiss. Our tongues fought to see who got to invade the other's mouth. We took turns exploring each others mouth as she rubbed her tits against my chest. She was wearing panties and a t-shirt. I had just reached under her t-shirt and was lifting it up to expose her tits when Patty walked in on us.
"What's going on in here?" she asked.
Pat pushed me away and pretended to be warming herself at the stove. "Not much," she said, "I just came in to get warm and make sure Jeff was doing his job."
"You can head back to bed if you want," Patty told her, "I'll keep Jeff company." I could tell Pat was disappointed and I was pissed but we weren't in a position to complain. "I suppose you were going to cheat on me with your best friend's girlfriend," she smiled as she slipped into my arms.
"You know me," I replied, "I've never been able to turn down a good piece of ass."
"Good," she said, "then you won't turn this down." She grinned as she unbuttoned her shirt and let it fall to the floor.
"As always," I sighed, cupping her massive tits, "those are magnificent."
We started making out and, while I was still upset at missing my chance at finally getting to bang Pat, Patty was a reasonable substitute. By the time Patty dropped to her knees and started sucking my cock, I had almost forgotten about her roommate. She was an excellent cock sucker and tonight was no exception. I grabbed the back of her head and helped by fucking her face.
I didn't feel like blowing a load all over her face in the kitchen so I pulled her up, stripped off her panties and boosted her up on the kitchen counter. I was pretty tall, 6-3, and, sitting on the counter put her pussy at a perfect height for fucking. She spread her legs and propped her feet up on the counter, providing a wide open pussy for me. I took full advantage of her offering and drove my cock deep into her warm, wet pussy. We ground ourselves together and made out for several minutes, savoring the sensation of my cock filling her pussy.
"So far I'm liking this blizzard a lot," Patty sighed as I started sliding my engorged cock in and out of her pussy.
"Me too," I replied, picking up my pace a bit. Patty started moaning softly as we fucked. When I felt her pussy start to contract around my cock I let go and shot her a nice load of hot sticky cum.
"Thanks baby," she said as I helped her down off the counter, "I better get back in there before Pat comes looking for me." We kissed goodnight and I crashed on the couch.
Journal Entry: Friday, February 24, 1984
I woke up around noon when the girls began to stir. The snow was pretty deep and the electricity was still out but the girls wanted to go home. "If the electricity is still off tonight feel free to come on back," I told them, "I have plenty of beer left."
"You guys go on, " Pat told her roommates as they , "I feel bad; I'm going to stay and help Jeff clean up."
I could see Patty about to object but Pat gave her a look and she turned and followed the other girls out. "Thanks for the help," I told Pat as I closed the door behind them, "but the place isn't that messy."
She went over and locked the door. "That's good," she grinned, "because the only work I plan on doing is in the bedroom."
"Oh," I smiled, "I get it."
"You're going to get it, she replied as she dropped her pants, "now where were we when we were interrupted last night?"
"Correct me if I'm wrong, " I said, walking up to her and putting my hands under her shirt, "but I was just about to do this."
