Chapter 8 β Returning to the Room
After tearing myself from Jesse, I handed him the jacket that he loaned me and opened the dorm door. "Good night, sweetie. See you around campus." With that I stepped into the doorway and started up the stairs to my floor.
I staggered up the stairs holding on to the railing from having consumed more than two bottles of wine during the evening. Although I was not ashamed of having serviced over ten guys at the Gamma Delta Iota house that evening, I was hoping that no one would be out in the hallway as I stumbled towards my room door. Reaching into my clutch purse, I grabbed my room key and unlocked the outer door.
Because it was after two o'clock, I was not sure whether my roommate, Julie, had company. Although we tried to respect each others privacy with the opposite sex, in my condition, I decided that I would enforce our one o'clock rule since all I wanted to do was go to bed and get a good night's sleep.
I opened the room door and stepped into our room. As I entered the room I heard Julie's boyfriend, Bob, moaning from the general direction of the beds, "Yesss! That's it baby - keep sucking my dick." That caused me to glance over at Julie's bed where I saw Julie kneeling between Bob's legs with her head bobbing up and down in the general area of where his cock should be.
Although I had just finished off ten or so guys over the past few hours, the sight of Julie going down on Bob fascinated me. Up until that moment, I had never witnessed a blowjob other than the ones that I was a participant. While ordinarily I would have honored Julie's privacy and left, given the time of night and my condition, I simply stood by the door and watched the action for a couple of minutes.
As I stood gaping at Bob and Julie, I was entranced by seeing Bob's cock slowly disappear into my roommate's mouth only to see it reappear a few moments later. While only the glans was in her mouth, Julie stroked his glistening rod with one hand. At the same time her free hand brushed her shoulder length dishwater blonde mane out of her eyes. As she began to repeat the process, Bob moaned, "Yea β ah, baby. Keep sucking my dick."
Even from where I was standing in the room, I could tell that Julie's eyes were watching his face and Bob's gaze was fixed on Julie's mouth. While her head bobbed, Julie's bared tits jiggled in concert with the movement of her mouth.
I began staggering towards the dresser pulling my tunica over my head. At that point in time all I wanted to do was get in my nightie and get in bed without interfering with Bob and Julie. I got to the dresser and pulled my lingerie drawer open to extract my nightie. However, in pulling out the drawer, I was a little noisy and Bob glanced over and then said, "Hey, babe, we've got company."
"Guys, don't let me interrupt your fun. All I want to do is sleep." I replied.
Before I could slip my nightie on, Bob rejoined, "Nice rack there Jenny." Julie continued to fellate Bob and he added, "Looks like a fuckable snatch too."
I pulled a nightie blindly from the drawer and then I just stood there staring. Even in my condition, I found the scene in front of me at least mildly erotic. I could imagine myself between Bob's legs trying to satisfy his sexual needs. I took a couple of steps toward Julie's bed and then stopped cold. I noticed that Julie was still wearing her panties as she serviced her boyfriend. As the significance of this last fact sank into my wine soaked brain, I realized that Julie was having her period and that Bob had probably not been suitably fucked all evening by my roommate.
Without thinking about it, I started edging towards Julie's occupied bed carrying my nightie in one hand. I got within about two feet of the bed before dropping my nightie. As I stood there fully exposed, Bob reached out with his right hand and rubbed his fingertips over my thighs. I took another step forward allowing Bob to maneuver his fingers into my bush. "Nice pelt," he moaned.
"Like something sweetie?" I cooed in reply.
Bob moaned, "Yeah," as Julie's mouth continued to bob up and down on his stiff shaft. I could not figure out if he was responding to my question or my roommate's ministrations until his finger found my well-worn slit and he added, "Wanna fuck?"