Lesbian Female / 28
My First College Roommate Was Super Handsy
This is the third part of chronicling my favorite sexual adventures. I didn't label the first two parts, so you can find the other two by looking at my nickname since it's been the same each time: "This is a nickname." This time, I'm talking about a college roommate I had who used to touch me all the time when we were in the room.
Being the group whore for my two bisexual, one pansexual female friends in high school started to die down towards the middle part of senior year due to midterms and college applications, and while we did still fool around at times, we were mostly doing our own thing. Eventually, the group dynamic broke down shortly before the semester ended due to our "queen's" rampant cheating with our "king's" best friend and everyone having to choose sides. Naturally, I took her side, not because she was in the right (she really wasn't) but because I was addicted to her plump ass, big titties, and soft body.
It was kind of difficult to find a new dynamic with the new group, but of the people who sided with the queen, one of them was a girl I was specifically told to stay away from, but she didn't seem like she was all that crazy, and to be fair, I'm not much better, so we got pretty close. Close enough that when we went to college, we requested to dorm together.
Just so you have a picture, she was the exact description of conventional beauty. She was the most petite of our group, blonde hair and blue eyed, and had absolutely fucking massive tits, especially for how small she was. We called her "Mega Boobs" because she was so small and had natural porn star tits.
Things immediately changed. She was already really physical when we were hanging out one on one, but had never really made a move on me before. Things never progressed past sarcastic flirting because I still had enough sense to keep my friend's warnings in the back of my mind. However, now that we were alone and living together, she always had to touch me. I wasn't complaining, not even a little bit, but it seemed off at the time.
Eventually, she started sneaking in bed with me and spooning me from behind. I'm a light sleeper, so when she started groping my tits, I was fully conscious. It only took a week to go from light grope and humping to full on stripping me, licking everything, and masturbating because I never bothered to tell her to stop. I always pretended to be asleep.
Later on, she started touching me "by accident" when we were awake, but quickly dropped all pretense and started pinning me down so could fuck me. She was so goddamn rough with me that it awakened something in me. She would bite me, pinch me, spank me, and was an absolute animal with how she would take me. I was the group slut only month's prior, but that kind of consensual sex slavery had NOTHING compared to being fucking destroyed by her.
I could have stopped her, sure, but I didn't want to. I felt no pressure like I was being coerced or assaulted, even if I probably was, and I had all the confidence in the world that I could tell her I wanted to stop, or kick her ass if I really needed to (I had been doing MMA since middle school). Again, I didn't want to.
We kept this CNC until she had to transfer out and I got a new roommate who is a new story herself.
Being the group whore for my two bisexual, one pansexual female friends in high school started to die down towards the middle part of senior year due to midterms and college applications, and while we did still fool around at times, we were mostly doing our own thing. Eventually, the group dynamic broke down shortly before the semester ended due to our "queen's" rampant cheating with our "king's" best friend and everyone having to choose sides. Naturally, I took her side, not because she was in the right (she really wasn't) but because I was addicted to her plump ass, big titties, and soft body.
It was kind of difficult to find a new dynamic with the new group, but of the people who sided with the queen, one of them was a girl I was specifically told to stay away from, but she didn't seem like she was all that crazy, and to be fair, I'm not much better, so we got pretty close. Close enough that when we went to college, we requested to dorm together.
Just so you have a picture, she was the exact description of conventional beauty. She was the most petite of our group, blonde hair and blue eyed, and had absolutely fucking massive tits, especially for how small she was. We called her "Mega Boobs" because she was so small and had natural porn star tits.
Things immediately changed. She was already really physical when we were hanging out one on one, but had never really made a move on me before. Things never progressed past sarcastic flirting because I still had enough sense to keep my friend's warnings in the back of my mind. However, now that we were alone and living together, she always had to touch me. I wasn't complaining, not even a little bit, but it seemed off at the time.
Eventually, she started sneaking in bed with me and spooning me from behind. I'm a light sleeper, so when she started groping my tits, I was fully conscious. It only took a week to go from light grope and humping to full on stripping me, licking everything, and masturbating because I never bothered to tell her to stop. I always pretended to be asleep.
Later on, she started touching me "by accident" when we were awake, but quickly dropped all pretense and started pinning me down so could fuck me. She was so goddamn rough with me that it awakened something in me. She would bite me, pinch me, spank me, and was an absolute animal with how she would take me. I was the group slut only month's prior, but that kind of consensual sex slavery had NOTHING compared to being fucking destroyed by her.
I could have stopped her, sure, but I didn't want to. I felt no pressure like I was being coerced or assaulted, even if I probably was, and I had all the confidence in the world that I could tell her I wanted to stop, or kick her ass if I really needed to (I had been doing MMA since middle school). Again, I didn't want to.
We kept this CNC until she had to transfer out and I got a new roommate who is a new story herself.
