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I hope this is more to your liking. I tried to make it longer and more detailed as requested.
~Special thanks to NiaP for all of her help, couldn't have done this without her. =)
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Alex was angry and decided to cut his walk short. He went back to his dorm room fuming. '
Who does she think she is commenting on what I'm wearing? What a bitch!'
he thought to himself.
He finally arrived back to his room, which thankfully he didn't have to share. Each wall was covered in sports posters and everywhere you looked were rock CDS. He probably had every rock CD known to mankind. He collected music obsessively. He loved his room. It was pretty functional, but when he and his friends weren't hanging out it was a place to study, crash and bring chicks. He was relieved that no one was there and could see him this worked up. They would have given him hell.
Though he was pissed he couldn't stop thinking about her and how beautiful she was. She was not the typical girl Alex typically went for, but there was just something about her. He hadn't seen that much of her to begin with her long dark curly hair, large breasts that strained against her sweatshirt, nice full lips...
'I wonder what they would feel like on mine, or better yet...what they would feel like wrapped around my...FUCK!''
he cursed to himself.
Never had he gotten this worked up over any one girl in particular.
'
I couldn't care less if I ever see her again! Even if she is beautiful, her attitude is something I could do without.'
he thought.
Eventually Alex drifted off to sleep with the mysterious "Bag Girl" in mind and that damn dream.
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Monica was rooted to the spot that he had left her in, confused for a moment on what happened.
'What was his problem? He had some nerve being angry when he's the one who practically knocked me over,'
she thought becoming a little angry herself.
'I must look like an idiot!'
she said to herself once the shock wore off, realizing she was still standing there.
Deciding to call it a night, she headed over to her dorm room. She hated her room and all the 12-year-old girly décor; everything was pink and fuzzy. Her roommate had taken over the entire room including her side; all she had left was a dresser and a bed, which she kept as neatly as possible. Monica was relieved to see that her roommate, Nicole, who she secretly hated, wasn't back yet. Sure she was hot, she would give her that: she had long blonde hair, green eyes and a body that any plastic surgeon would recommend. But Nicole was dumb. How she managed to get into any college, especially NYU, was a complete mystery to her.
'
She had to be fucking someone!'
Monica laughed to herself as she tossed her bags into the only corner of the room Nicole hadn't managed to yet claim.
Exhausted, Monica barely managed to get out of her clothes before collapsing into bed. Her mind drifted back to the stranger in the sandals. She decided to call him Sandal Guy, since she knew she was going to be fantasizing about him for some time.
'God was he hot'
she thought. The way he had lazily pulled his dark brown, shoulder length hair into a ponytail.
'I wonder he would look with his hair down or how it would feel as I combed my fingers threw it'.
She laughed as she remembered what he was wearing.
'Good thing he wasn't wearing more,'
she thought happily remembering his tall, muscular body.
'But I definitely want to see more.'
She smiled barely able to keep her eyes open.
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~Day of the party~
Alex awoke to his alarm going off. He hated the damn thing, but without it he knew he could sleep all day. Reaching over he turned it off. Kicking off his covers he glanced down at his raging hard on. He was already late for practice, but decided to take care of it in the shower.
All Alex could think about while in the shower was his mystery girl. He grabbed he soap working it into a thick lather. He reached down and grabbed his stiff cock, stroking it furiously.
He imagined her on her knees in front of him as he as he fucked her hot, wet mouth. He could feel her teeth softly raking over his sensitive head. She sucked him into her mouth, her tongue moving restlessly and persistently over his dick. She started to suck harder, his hips moving to her bobbing head, driving his dick deeper into her mouth.
'Oh fuck!'
he groaned loudly before exploding on the shower floor.
After finishing up in the shower, he dressed quickly, putting on his grey sweats and his NYU violet and white practice jersey. Throwing on his worn sneakers he left for the gym.
When he got there, he saw his buddy Frank shooting some hoops. Frank was 6'2" and a bit on the lanky side. He always played the poetic, charming card. The ladies loved him because they thought he was sweet that is until he got what he wanted. They were partners in crime. Frank always had his back on and off the court.
"Hey Bro, what's up?" Alex said while snatching the ball from him.
"Waiting on you, man."
"What, you guys can't start without me?" he laughed tossing the ball back to Frank.
"You've been late for the last two practices, everything cool?"
"Yeah, I just had to take care of something," Alex said casually.
"Something or someone?" Frank asked with his eyebrow raised.
Alex smirked, getting Frank off of his tail for awhile.
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Monica awoke to the sound of banging at her door. Startled by the noise she got out of bed, ready to curse out whoever was there. She flung open the door, but before she could get a word out Gina and Amber shoved their way in.
"Wow! Nice!" Gina shrieked, staring at Monica. "Is this how you greet everyone who comes to your door?"
Monica looked at her confusion, while Gina sized her up. Following her gaze she looked down realizing that she was only in her bra and panties.
Gina was 5'5", with dark skin and short brown hair that she kept closely cropped. She was a little on the chubby side, but what she lacked in looks she had in style. When Monica first met her, Gina was flirting shamelessly with another girl. Monica laughed out loud at the lameness of the girl's so-called pick up line and in doing so got her attention. Even though she wasn't into girls for some reason she found it cute when moments later Gina attempted to hit on her so decided to keep her around.
"Come on Monica! Get dressed." Amber whined bring her back to the present.
"Why? The party isn't until later and I would like to get back to sleep."
Monica stared at Amber for a moment. 'Why are we friends again?' she wondered
Amber was the most intriguing addition to their group. Not only because she was white, but because she was stunning. Monica and Gina were cute, even pretty, but Amber was really heart-stoppingly beautiful. She was 5'9", had olive skin, honey colored eyes, long jet-black hair with short bangs and an amazing set of legs. Amber was usually a good friend, except when things didn't go her way.
"We want to go exploring that's why."
"Exploring? What is that, code for something?" Monica wondered aloud.
"She means a tour of our school, girl." Gina laughed.
"Why would I want to go exploring? I already go here," Monica said climbing back into bed and slipping under the covers.
"I bet you haven't been anywhere on campus except your classes and this room." Amber yanked the covers from off of Monica.
