Bi-Sexual Female / 27
I went to a small college, three thousand kids. At college I met this girl. She and I became friends and in our sophomore year we moved off campus. By and by we met this guy, he was a guy on the never get out of college track, but he got our number and he needed a place to live, cheap, and he convinced us to let him live with us. I moved in with my roommate and he moved in to my room. We had the on suite bath, and he had the hall bath.
He walked around naked, between his room and the bath. Right in front of us. He came into the kitchen, got his coffee, stood there naked while we had small talk. One day, he got a boner talking to us. We got uncomfortable. He had a boner and he told us that probably meant that one of us was in heat. He chose me, he needed relief and he chose me. All I had on was a nightgown, he got my panties off. I managed to get on my stomach, but he kneed my legs open and got on my back and slipped his boner in me. Slipped it in and did his thing and he came fully in me. Being on my stomach didn't help.
After that morning it was open season on me. Day after day, some morning sex before getting ready to go to class, some afternoon sex after class and some nighttime sex with me sleeping with him all night. It didn't stop. It went on, week after week, day after day, and month after month.
One of those nights, I had exams the next morning so I told him he had to leave me alone. I went into my bedroom to study. He was left alone with my roommate. She says that he started by looking at her funny. Checking her out. Following her. She told him to stop, she wasn't his girlfriend. He grabbed her in the kitchen where there isn't much room to escape, he kissed her hard on the mouth and got his hand down her back and started to feel her butt crack with his finger. He poked her to make her push up close into his arms. He got her hard against the counter and she had to open her legs for him to hold her tighter and he kept on kissing her, until she had her legs wrapped around him. She says she knew she was in trouble, he took her top off and pulled her down off the counter and took her to his room and had sex with her.
That he cheated on me he cheated on me. That it was my roommate should not have mattered, but it did. She had been left out, and now she wasn't. We were second semester sophomores and we had a guy who went after us and made us tremble until he caught us and we had sex with him. Just touching us made us tremble. Sometimes he would touch us in our crotch area, just reach down and touch us. Our legs trembled, it wasn't voluntary. Sometimes he had us touch him in the crotch area, so we knew what was coming to us. It was a wild time, he now had sex with us in our room, and sometimes he didn't leave and insisted on sleeping with us.
Our sex life in college was not normal. Not many girls did it together, we did it together almost every time. Time and money was running out for him, and he had to graduate and we had a wake the day he left us. We had another year and half to go. We could not, and did not, allow another boyfriend into our lives. We got closer and started sleeping embraced, started to cup each other's breasts and fannies and eventually started to have sex. Sex between us was to fill a void in our life. It was an intense year, we had been having sex with him, so having sex together wasn't that strange to us.
Long after we finished college and we were out and about we did not find boyfriends. We just never got interested. We went to Colorado one summer break, we are both teachers now, and we met up with our college boyfriend and his wife. It was weird. The feelings were definitely there. We were in heat for him. But his wife was there and she talked like she knew about our rooming situation in college and it was a pleasure to meet us. That is the last time we saw him. It is just us two lonely birds now, finding love in each other's arms. Sometimes we can't get enough, sometimes we struggle, it is hard to get satisfied. Sometimes we miss our college days. But most of the time we are quite content, being roommates and all that goes on when you sleep together.
He walked around naked, between his room and the bath. Right in front of us. He came into the kitchen, got his coffee, stood there naked while we had small talk. One day, he got a boner talking to us. We got uncomfortable. He had a boner and he told us that probably meant that one of us was in heat. He chose me, he needed relief and he chose me. All I had on was a nightgown, he got my panties off. I managed to get on my stomach, but he kneed my legs open and got on my back and slipped his boner in me. Slipped it in and did his thing and he came fully in me. Being on my stomach didn't help.
After that morning it was open season on me. Day after day, some morning sex before getting ready to go to class, some afternoon sex after class and some nighttime sex with me sleeping with him all night. It didn't stop. It went on, week after week, day after day, and month after month.
One of those nights, I had exams the next morning so I told him he had to leave me alone. I went into my bedroom to study. He was left alone with my roommate. She says that he started by looking at her funny. Checking her out. Following her. She told him to stop, she wasn't his girlfriend. He grabbed her in the kitchen where there isn't much room to escape, he kissed her hard on the mouth and got his hand down her back and started to feel her butt crack with his finger. He poked her to make her push up close into his arms. He got her hard against the counter and she had to open her legs for him to hold her tighter and he kept on kissing her, until she had her legs wrapped around him. She says she knew she was in trouble, he took her top off and pulled her down off the counter and took her to his room and had sex with her.
That he cheated on me he cheated on me. That it was my roommate should not have mattered, but it did. She had been left out, and now she wasn't. We were second semester sophomores and we had a guy who went after us and made us tremble until he caught us and we had sex with him. Just touching us made us tremble. Sometimes he would touch us in our crotch area, just reach down and touch us. Our legs trembled, it wasn't voluntary. Sometimes he had us touch him in the crotch area, so we knew what was coming to us. It was a wild time, he now had sex with us in our room, and sometimes he didn't leave and insisted on sleeping with us.
Our sex life in college was not normal. Not many girls did it together, we did it together almost every time. Time and money was running out for him, and he had to graduate and we had a wake the day he left us. We had another year and half to go. We could not, and did not, allow another boyfriend into our lives. We got closer and started sleeping embraced, started to cup each other's breasts and fannies and eventually started to have sex. Sex between us was to fill a void in our life. It was an intense year, we had been having sex with him, so having sex together wasn't that strange to us.
Long after we finished college and we were out and about we did not find boyfriends. We just never got interested. We went to Colorado one summer break, we are both teachers now, and we met up with our college boyfriend and his wife. It was weird. The feelings were definitely there. We were in heat for him. But his wife was there and she talked like she knew about our rooming situation in college and it was a pleasure to meet us. That is the last time we saw him. It is just us two lonely birds now, finding love in each other's arms. Sometimes we can't get enough, sometimes we struggle, it is hard to get satisfied. Sometimes we miss our college days. But most of the time we are quite content, being roommates and all that goes on when you sleep together.
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