Out of all the wild memories and college conquests and experiences, I still smile when thinking about this one. The randomness is something that I’ll never experience again.

First year living in the frat I shared a large room with three other guys. It was the party room with two sets of bunk beds. I had a queen in the lower bunk.

Late one night, maybe more like early in the morning I woke up to someone sitting on my legs, tugging down my boxers and stroking my rapidly swelling cock. I tried to look down and comprehend what was going on, but only saw a lump under my covers.

As I began to pull back the covers I felt the warm, thrilling sensation of my cock was swallowed by someone’s mouth.

Removing the covers exposed a dimly lit silhouette of a buck naked girl sucking my dick like she was possessed. It felt amazing, but I was incredibly confused. Who was she and where were all her clothes.

I leaned up and lifted her face up, trying to make out whether I knew who this cocksucking fairy was. Yeah, I knew her, it was Kristen, girlfriend of my frat brother Ken whose room was next to mine.

“Kristen, fuck what are you doing!?” I asked while pushing her back, hand on her forehead. She just stared at me for a second, pushed my hand away and started taking me deep down her throat again. Ah it felt good. Well, fuck it.

I laid back and just let her go to town, finally exploding, my load shooting down her throat. She kept going, swallowing it all and cleaning me up gently with her tongue. I got up and pulled her out of my bed, walking her out of my room and over to Ken’s. She stumbled across to his bed and crawled in next to him.

Nothing was ever said between us, she was definitely drunk but she’d always give me a little smirk when I’d see her. She knew what she was up to.