The scent of stale beer and the screech of dance music greeted me as I opened the door of my college apartment. My head already pounded from the 3 hours of monotonous droning on by a college professor who I cared little for. It was only to be made worse by the drunken carousal going on inside my apartment. My freshman, dickhead-of-a-roommate was throwing yet another party, and on a Tuesday night, no less. I blew past everyone in the living room without so much as a nod, and slammed the door shut to my bedroom. Even though I was finally a senior and should have been living it up with the rest of the partiers outside, I was over it. I hated that I was so far from home, stuck in a state and town that I just couldn't wait to get out of. Just as I began to ruminate about the asshole that was my roommate, I heard a knock on my door. Preparing to give my worst, I flung the door open and was surprised to see my roommate's current girlfriend, Katy. I had met Katy one other time, as she had only been dating my roommate for a month, but from the moment I laid eyes on her, I wanted her. Although Katy was clearly too cute for him, my roommate was charismatic and good with his words. It was all a charade though, and I hated him for it. From what little I knew of him, his main goal in life was drinking and trying to get laid, and according to him, Katy was not drinking or putting out fast enough for his liking. That was one reason why he had hosted so many parties recently; to both impress her and finally get her drunk enough to fuck him. Either way, his plan still had not worked and was making him look like more of an asshole, which was fine with me. All of that ran through my mind as Katy asked quietly and respectfully if she could come into my room. I agreed, shutting the door behind her so I could hear her over the blaring music.

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Just like every other college freshman in the entire country, Katy was wearing ripped jeans and a school sweatshirt. Although, I could not fault her for it, since she was actually cute enough to pull it off. Her long black hair was up in a ponytail, and her piercing hazel eyes looked at me nervously. She was clearly intimidated by talking to an upperclassman and I loved every moment of it. I smiled at her, breaking the tension, which gave her the courage to speak. Katy began to softly apologize to me for my roommate hosting another party without my permission. She said that she knew how upset I must be, and that she would ask him to keep it down. Katy rambled on for a little while before I politely stopped her. I thanked her, but told her that it was not her fault and that I would handle him tomorrow. As I motioned to the door for her to leave, I told her that I noticed that she was not drinking and asked her why. She looked down quickly and told me that she did not want to drink around my roommate. She said that he was charming and sweet when he was sober, but became manipulative when he got drunk. I nodded and said goodnight, smirking at the accurate assessment of my asshole roommate... her boyfriend.

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A few hours later, I heard the inevitable sound of someone vomiting as the music halted. I walked out of my room to find the last of the partiers haphazardly cleaning up, and my roommate hugging the toilet. Katy, being the only sober one of them, directed the cleaning effort, and then began ushering everyone out. I brought my barely conscious roommate some water, despite the urge to let him be. Back in the living room, I offered Katy a ride home since she didn't have a car. She said she wanted to make sure her boyfriend ok first. I agreed, sitting down on the couch, popping open a bottle of wine. As I drank straight from the bottle, Katy sat down beside me, looking at the bottle. I passed it to her and she took a long pull before handing it back. Now was my chance...

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"I thought you weren't drinking?" I asked with a flirty but firm smirk, reaffirming the age gap between us.

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"It's been a long night... I am sure you understand," she fired back unfazed, showing her feisty nature for the first time with me.

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"I'll drink to that," I laughed, taking another swig and handing it back to her.

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As Katy and I waited for my roommate to sober up enough to sleep, we realized that we actually had a lot in common. It also became obvious that we both were attracted to each other. The more Katy warmed up, the less she was intimidated by me and the more outgoing she became. Finally, after an hour of talking, Katy and I dragged my roommate into his room. He would be fine. As we walked out, I offered her a ride home again, and in the background my roommate drunkenly made a quip about her spending the night. She rolled her eyes and slammed the door. Instead she asked if she could just stay on the couch for the night. I agreed, but insisted that she take my bed, and that I would take the couch. Playing the hero worked in my favor, and she agreed by asking to borrow a towel to take a quick shower.

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While Katy showered, I finished off a couple beers and set my boxers and a blanket on the couch. When she got out, I let her into my room, said goodnight, and took a shower of my own. When I returned to the couch, wrapped only in a towel, I found that my blanket and boxers were gone. Immediately, I assumed my one of roommates playing a joke, but did not want to bother with it. Quietly knocking on my bedroom door, I heard Katy's soft voice whisper for me to come in. As I did, I quickly apologized, and explained what had happened. Before I could finish, she ordered me to shut and lock the door. I hesitated and she ordered again. I did as I was told, and just as the lock turned, the soft glow appeared from my desk lamp. The light revealed a half naked Katy, laying in a sexy pose across my bed. She explained that she took my stuff as my eyes hungrily took in her body. She was thinner than I had expected. In fact, her hips barely even began to stretch the elastic band of her small red thong, and her perky breasts didn't quite fill out her push-up bra. Even still, she was sexy and in stunningly great shape, and she knew it. She smirked as she motioned for me to come closer.

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As I stepped closer, I did not give much thought to the roommate I was about to betray. In fact, my only goal was to have Katy as my own. I viewed it in a truly raw and animalistic way. He and I were like two lions fighting over the lioness. He had made some wrong, but fixable moves by consistently being an asshole to us both over the last month. But tonight, he made a fatal move by getting too drunk and leaving her alone with me, which cost him the fight and the lioness. And in the true fashion of the alpha male, I was going to have her first. As if reading my mind, Katy giggled and made a joke about saving herself for the better roommate. That was all it took, dropping my towel, I climbed onto the bed and pinned her to it. She gasped with excitement at the sight of my naked body and long thick cock as I moved over her into the missionary position. We took a second to smile at each other, then her head moved toward mine. Our lips met for the first time in a kiss that floored us both. I could taste the mix of wine, mouthwash, and passion in our saliva as it mixed. Our tongues danced together and the hot breath began to fill the room. Katy had one arm around me as the other pulled at her bra. I held myself up above her with one hand on my pillow, as I assisted in sliding off her thong. Within a second she lay naked below me.

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In between kisses, Katy moaned for me to touch her. I ran my free hand all along her body, stopping only to feel her small perky breasts and tight nipples. Her light skin looked even paler in the soft light of my desk lamp, but the pink of her nipples and pussy became even more vivid. She was gorgeous. She ran her hands over my chest and tangled her fingers into my chest hair. Slowly, she eased her legs up mine until she had wrapped herself around me. Pulling me down with her legs, I felt the throbbing head of my cock graze her silky wet clit. She moaned. We were millimeters away from sex. The kissing became more intense and she moved her body in a way that continued to brush herself across my cock. I ached for something more, but she just teased me with herself. In return, I moved my had down her body until I reached her slippery wet pussy lips. She rubber her clit on the tip of my cock and I traced circles around her puffy lips. She moaned and begged for more, but I wouldn't give her anything more. I moved my mouth down to her neck and began to nibble. I backed up as much as I could, depriving her of what she wanted, despite her legs pulling me down. My fingers traced around her lips once more and found their way into her pussy. Before I could give her more then one or two pumps of my fingers, Katy ripped them from her pussy. Grabbing my cock in her hand, and using her legs to pull me down with everything she had, Katy begged me to fuck her.

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I felt the head of my cock slide between Katy's ridiculously tight lips, and expected it to loosen as I went deeper, but it only seemed to get tighter. Even dripping with juices, Katy barely fit me inside of her. It was amazing. I had not been with a girl that tight before, and I could already feel the friction getting me closer than I would like to have been. It must have done the same for Katy, because the more of my cock she took in, the more her breathing quickened and the more she moaned.

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"Fuck, you're tight!" I gasped, trying to slow myself down, knowing that with even just a few thrusts, I was getting close.

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"Mmmhmmm. I think I am going to cum already," Katy mumbled in reply, flexing her legs to pull me in closer with each thrust I made.

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Pumping and thrusting faster and faster, we both began to start the climax. We met in a kiss, barely breathing, despite giving each other every ounce of strength and sweat that we had. The air in the room grew thick and hot as I felt her squeeze tighter around me. The scent of our freshly showered bodies engaged in sex filled the room in a pleasant pheromonal aroma that pushed us to the edge. She moaned that she was there, and just like that, her sexy, high pitched cries of passion filled the room. She was a definite screamer and I loved it. Like a predator marking his territory, I thrust harder and faster, bringing her to a climax louder than any other before her. I wanted everyone in the apartment building to know that I had just made her mine.

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Katy's breasts flushed red with blood as she screamed in ecstasy. Her lips tightened even more than I thought possible around my cock. I gave a huge, final thrust and as my balls slapped against her asshole, I released every ounce of my hot load into her tight pussy. So much so, that it began to drip and squirt from her lips before I was even out of her. I gasped her name as I pumped the last few bits of my manhood into her, and collapsed onto her sweat covered body. She wrapped her arms around me in a big hug and did not let go. We lay there, still entwined in one another for a few minutes. Finally, I eased my softening cock out of her, and watched as my cum leaked from her tight pussy. We kissed a few more times, before falling to sleep in each other's arms.

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When we awoke the next morning, we were still wrapped around each other. I snuck out of bed without waking Katy and got dressed. Walking into the kitchen, I could still see some of the aftermath from the party the night before. I cleaned up the beer cans and trash in between making breakfast. After a few minutes, my dickhead roommate staggered out of his room, sporting a hangover that was as visible as the mismatched clothes he was wearing.

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"Did you have a girl over last night chief?" he asked as he grabbed a glass of water, "because I thought I heard some screaming or something.... she must have been some good lay am I right?"

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"Oh yeah, sorry about that buddy. I didn't mean to wake you up. I'll try and keep it down next time." I said, with an air of sarcasm that he didn't catch.

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He nodded, grabbing his bag and left for class. Hearing the front door shut, Katy came out of my room wearing some of my gym clothes. I set a plate on the table for her, and then just as Katy and my lips met for a good morning kiss, the front door opened. It was my roommate.

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"Forgot my cell phone," he started...............