I attended a private christian university. As you might imagine, they were pretty strict when it came to women being in the mens dorms. This caused an issue between me and the girl I was seeing at the time. We both came from secular worlds, having transferred in for our final years. We were both into each other, with few outlets to express it. You can only do so many things in a car, so many times, before you’re looking for different avenues.

One of our oasis was open nights, where the dorms were open for all genders. The RA’s were supposed to keep a close eye on everyone, making sure doors were open and hands exposed. However, most of them were too busy behind their own closed doors to notice. Open night was a sacred time for couples on campus.

One time I had invited a few friends over to our suite to watch a movie and hangout. There was enough of us that a set of bunk beds had to double as a couch. My friends were mostly single, but well aware of our relationship, and made no fuss about us taking the top bunk for ourselves.

As the movie started we cuddled in the dark, with my arm around her. I was able to see down her shirt from this position. Just enough to tantalize me. The thought of her exposed tits burned through my body, settling in my penis as a mild erection. It must have been enough to notice in the dark, as her hand slowly drifted closer to the bulge in my pants. The thought of her stroking me in the dark, amongst all my friends, was a situation good enough to entertain. Usually we weren’t this horny, but it had been a long holiday break of not seeing each other.

When I came to the surface I noticed she was looking up at me. She stared into my eyes for a long second before glancing down to my crotch, and then slowly back to meet my gaze. I gave a slight nod before my mind knew what was happening. She started to kiss me as she deftly started to undue my belt, the soft jingling of the buckle making me nervously glance around between kisses. Nobody seemed to notice over the loud sounds of the movie. I eased back against the wall as she undid the rest of my fly. She reached into the opening of my boxers and a wave of pleasure washed over me as I felt her hand around my stiffening cock. She pulled it out, a smile appearing on her face in the glow of the tv.

I felt exposed and thrilled in such a vulnerable position. With each stroke of her hand, I felt the tension and anticipation build between me ejaculating, and getting caught. The thought was eased out of my mind with each blissful stroke she gave. I gently rubbed her thigh, and before long she had shifted to give me an opening. As I explored with my fingers I could feel every wet inch of her soaking through her panties. She softly moaned as I traced the outline of her clit, and this sent me over the edge.

A tingling sensation ran through my legs as my dick spasmed and a stream of cum shot in the air. It was only then I remembered my friends, and I watched for a heart pounding moment as my cum flew through the air. What was I going to do if it shot over the bed? Would it land on the floor or, god forbid, my friends? I beat myself up in that moment for being so brazen as to not be under a blanket. I watched as my load arched with much less force than I anticipated, and landed on the bed next to me. The first followed by a succession of smaller streams that landed on my leg.

I let out a sigh of relief and pleasure, realizing I had been holding my breath. I quickly put my junk back in my pants, feeling very vulnerable, before smearing my cum around the bed with a random blanket, hoping it would disappear. Feeling like my mischievous deeds were successfully hidden, I settled back in putting my arm around my girlfriend and pulling her tight. If my friends ever knew what happened, they never said anything. My girlfriend also got off on a walk back to her dorm, but that’s another story.