This came from a period in my life when I was single and just having an all-around great time. This was around 2008, and I had a group of my friends move into a house near the college campus. The town has a small liberal arts college with about 2000 students. My friends all rented a house about two blocks from the campus and we used to go over there and party all the time. One night, my friends and I were having a party and we were all outside when we noticed there were four or five girls next-door drinking in their backyard. We were pretty fun and daring, so we walked over there and asked them if they wanted to come by. They agreed and walked over by us later on in the night. The girl that I noticed first was about 5 feet five, with a decent body, but what I loved about her was that she was wearing a short Jean skirt. I think jean shorts were in back then. They came over and we all were sitting around a table having drinks and listening to music. Remember, the girl had really tan legs, which is something that I have always loved. She had her legs crossed, but occasionally would uncross them, and I would get a glimpse of her bright pink underwear. I was kind of a perv, but I would only steal glances when she was crossing her legs. I still find myself doing that today sometimes. Lol.

After a bit, I sit up to grab a drink and I asked if anyone wanted anything, she raised her hand and said “yes I’ll have a beer.” That was my in. I went and grabbed her a beer and brought it back to her and sat down in the empty chair next to her. I could tell right away that she was into me. She turned her body towards me and looked me in the eyes a lot. All signs that she was interested in, talking more. I didn’t do anything with her that first night, we just spent the night talking and exchanged numbers.

The following weekend I gave her a call and we agreed to meet up at my friends house. We all got together again that next weekend and party at their house this time. It was a bigger party, with more people, but this time she didn’t leave my side all night. it was around midnight I had my hand around her waist and I was stealing little grabs of her ass, which she loved based on how she was smiling when I would do it

Ended up going outside to smoke a cigarette, and that’s when we finally started kissing. She was a really good kisser. She didn’t shove her tongue down my throat, but just gave really soft kisses with a little bit of tongue. I always remember that when I think about her nowadays , about 15 or 16 years later.

The place was emptying out, so there weren’t that many people left. I remember at one point we went back inside and sat on the couch. It was one of those couches where one end had a cushion where you could lay down. We both laid down on that end and I out my arm around her. I remember we turned on the TV and we’re watching a movie, I think it was Shawshank redemption. Lol. The movie was always on TNT back then. I have a great memory, remembering little details like that. After a while, it was just me and her and her roommate sitting on the couch. At a certain point, her roommate went to her bedroom to change, and at that point she looked at me and we started making out. I remember she was wearing a skirt again, this time it was white and she had a pink tank top on. Remember, we started making out and I had my hand on her thigh. Soon as I put my hand on her thigh, I could tell she was really into it. She opened up her legs more and I Took that as a opportunity to put my hand up her skirt and start rubbing her over her underwear. I remember rubbing for a bit, when all of a sudden her roommate walked back in. She stopped laughed, said “OK “and smiled and turned around to go back into her bedroom. We both laughed And I remember saying “sorry about that, are you OK? “ she just laughed and said “yeah, let’s go up to my room, though.”

Her room was on the second floor, and her roommate was on the first floor. Remember, house was old and the floorboards sweep a ton when we were walking up the stairs. She led me up the stairs, holding my hand, I remember my hand on her ass over her skirt to her room. We got into her room and we both laid on the bed together. Remember, she had a white comforter, and we both just got underneath and started making out again. This time it was got very hot and heavy very quickly. I remember taking off her shirt, then undoing the button of her white skirt and pulling it all the way down. She had a white thong on and I remember touching it right over her pussy. She was definitely horny, I could feel her juices coming out as I rubbed over her thong. I had taken my shirt off and she started undoing my pants. She ended my pants I kept taking them off, and laid on my back. She started kissing my chest while I sat there in my boxers. She worked way down, kissing my stomach until she got to my waist. When she got to my waist, she took my cock out and started slowly licking the tip.Ugh as I write this remember how much I was quivering when she would lick it. She actually giggled while she was doing it. I remember she asked “do you like that?” I remember saying “fuck yeah, it feels amazing.” After a bit she started blowing me. I remember she was using her hand and had her thumb at the base of my shaft. It was actually a great technique now that I think about it. She sucked my dick for a while, and a certain point I felt like returning the favor. I love eating pussy. I always felt like I was really good at it, I had always had great feedback from women. I remember telling her to lay down and I started to kiss her tits. I remember licking around her nipples and slowly going down to her waist. she still had her thong on, so I slowly put around the waistband, which was a tiny white string, and pulled them down. She kept her leg spread and I remember she had a really nice looking pussy that had a little bit of hair at the top, just a thin strip. I started by going down on her and just looking her clip slowly. I loved doing that. My college girlfriend used to love when I ate her out and she would have the most amazing orgasms. I remember eating her out for a while and she was so into it. I started fingering her too, slowly starting with one finger, and then transitioning to two. I remember hitting her G spot while I licked her clit. Remember how wet she was. I remember at a certain point she asked me if I had a condom, and of course I did that time. Remember, going to get my pants and taking it out of my wallet. She just laid there and watch me while I put it on. Have a good sized cock, probably about 8 inches. I remember she commented on it and said “it’s big.” as I climbed on top remember slowly slipping it in. We fucked for a long time that night. I fucked her missionary, from behind, but the best part was when she laid sideways and I had her leg over my shoulder, I remember she had her head rested on her. She just moaned so loudly as I fucked her from the side. I remember pulling out and taking off the condom and finishing on her back. I don’t think she came that night, but I know she thoroughly enjoyed it. I remember we passed out around 3 AM, but I had to get out of there early since I had to go to work the next day. She texted me the next day in the a.m. and she said “had a really good time last night, by the way, my roommate heard us the entire time. “ we laughed about him over text for a bit and then she said “why don’t you come back this afternoon so you can hear it from the wood floors?“. I remember going back the next day and both of us laughing our asses off at how loud the bed was. It squeaked so loud and her floors made so much noise. I remember when I walked into her house her roommate smiled and said “fun night last night, huh?” I just laughed and said yeah, it was.

Her roommate left when I got there to go to work, and we went back up to her room and literally shook the bed and laughed our asses off and how loud it was. We fucked again that afternoon in the empty house.

It wasn’t the best sex I’ve ever had, but it was memorable. We dated for a few months after that we fucked a bunch of times. I don’t even remember how we stopped or why, but it was just one of those things that didn’t work out. I saw her about a year or two later at a bar in the same town. We briefly chatted and just exchanged some pleasantries. She smiled a bunch and I think she wanted to hook up again, but I think I was already dating someone else.

The thing I remember the most about those hookups was her tan legs, her jean skirts, and looking up her skirt to see her pink underwear as she crossed and uncrossed her legs. I’m sure she is married now with kids. Wherever she is . Hopefully she has fond memories of our first time fucking and making loud noise for her roommate to hear every single thing.

100% true story. Feel free to message me with any questions or to hear more details about our fling.