I’m going to be sharing a catalog of my college stories as I have the time to post. I hope you enjoy it!

(I have swapped all names from my stories to protect privacy of parties involved.)

My name is Joe. I grew up lower-middle class and would work 15-20 hours a week while I was in college. I am a 6’1, tanned-skinned small school athlete. I have a bulky physique, and toned arms. I worked out the majority of my life knowing an athletic scholarship was the only way I could afford to go to school. I was thankful for the bartending job covering what my scholarship did not. I have jet black hair and a thick bear. Soft eyes, and a sharp smile. Women often tell me told I look like “Rip” from Yellowstone.

I (21M )was bartending in college and two women (25F & 26F) were out celebrating their “first apartment.” This was a bar about 10 minutes outside off campus, and it was mostly 45 clientele. They lightly heckled me as they noisily sat down out the bar. They both ordered Long Island Iced Teas. The 25 year old (let’s call her Sarah) was beach blonde, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. She was sporting a ridiculous amount of cleavage under a white tank top and a hot pink zip up sweater. She had a messy bun complimented by well manicured bangs. She had a smile that could light up a room, and a soft giggle that was infectious. Unfortunately, she made a few comments that lead me to believe that she had room temperature IQ. She would just giggle anytime I asked, “How are we doing on those drinks?” The 26 year old (let’s call her Beth) was a punk-rock tan brunette with a nose ring. She was wearing a blue flannel with a black tank top, and painted on skinny-jeans. She had a beautifully sculpted behind, that made the majority of the bar turn their heads as she walked in.

Beth kept making sharp requests all night. She told me that she worked in a factory and basically spoke like a 60 year old sailor. The only descriptive word she knew was “fucking.” They were cat-calling me all night and saying things that most people would consider to be “over the line.” The bar was packed, and I didn’t have much time to entertain their rowdy remarks.

They drank for about 2 hours and had dinner. I closed out their tab and the Beth said, “Be honest with me, you wouldn’t even know what to do if I sat on your face, would you?” I took her credit card that she was holding out with the check and said, “I would eat my way to your heart.”

She had the most shocked look on her face as I too busy to flirt back with them all night. This was at roughly 8:30PM.

Beth left my her number on a bar napkin once I closed out their tab. I closed the bar at 10:45PM and decided I was going to stop at my favorite bar on campus which was about 2 blocks from my house. I walked into the bar and it was a full house. I took the only open stool at the bar. I sat down and the bartender slid me my usual Guinness without saying a word. I had texted Beth to meet me there. I was scanning the entrance to see her walk in, but the roommates were sitting on the opposite of the U-Shaped Bar. We locked eyes and Beth told the bartender, “I’ve got that one.”

They came over to my side of the bar and I offered Sarah my seat. Beth was being insanely vulgar as an attempt to impress me. Sarah was just scrolling on social media and sipping her drink through a straw. Beth was extremely entertaining, but I was strangely attracted to Sarah. I couldn’t stop staring at her cleavage, and Beth noticed when I was caught staring.

Beth gave a little grin when I was caught ogling Sarah, and immediately kissed me. She was rough and territorial. She basically started dry humping up against the bar. 2-3 minutes into the drunken make out, Sarah interrupted us and said, “Can we go?!

We closed our tabs and made our way to Beth’s car. We walked up to her vehicle and I burst out laughing. The fouled mouthed brunette drove a White Prius! “Shut the fuck up bartender, I have fucked more women than you.” She fumbled around in her purse with a fair amount of struggle. I asked her, “Are you good to drive?”

She said, “I’m not driving,” and threw Sarah the keys. Beth grabbed me by my shirt and aggressively shoved me into the back seat of the Prius. She climbed on top of me and began sucking on my neck. I admired her attempt to claim me in front of her roommate. I slid my hand into the waist band of her skinny jeans and felt her perfectly toned ass. Beth licked the entire length of my neck and began playfully biting my earlobe. She then whispered, “I’m fucking soaked right now.” Her confession instantly got me rock hard. I lowered my hand and felt her soaked jeans. I slipped my hand down the front of her jeans and lightly caressed the outside of her thong. I stared into her eyes and caught glimpses of the fire in her eyes as we drover under the street lights.

I moved her tiny panties aside and crept my middle finger lightly against the entrance of her paradise. I lightly pressed on as she pulled me in tight. “Oh my fucking god. Can you feel how ready I am for you?” I made small circles inside her and felt that she was certainly ready for me. I pulled my finger out and tasted her body’s preparation. She tasted so sweet. I whispered in her ear, “Certainly tastes like you’re ready,” I whispered. Beth kissed me deeply and let out a moan of pleasure. I was ready to rip our clothes off and have her right there.

Sarah pulled into the lot of their new apartment and threw the car in park. She got out of the car without saying a word, and slammed the driver’s door. Beth jumped up and said, “Want to see my new room?” We scurried from our intertwined position and just about sprinted into her apartment.

(Let me know if you would like me to post Part 2!)