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16 Nisan 2023, 17:13
A chapter in my life will close soon; my final year of college. At first I had been slightly nervous making a three hundred mile move and living away from home. I decided to live in a female only dorm to try to make some new friends, and to soak in the whole "college experience." College is about making a career decision, but also life experiences.
I was so fortunate getting a fantastic roommate for four years. Her name is Marjorie and she is a nursing major from Central Florida. She is in a sorority, and is about 5'6" with blond hair and green eyes. I have always thought that I was average as far as looks go, but you truly do question yourself when you see so many beautiful women. We also have two suitemates, Cara and Emily; both brunettes, and very outgoing girls. It is a great set up and you automatically have three new girlfriends. It is like a sleepover seven days a week, but you get to stay out late and have no one over your shoulders telling you when you have to do schoolwork.
The campus is beautiful. Living in Florida there are palm trees and that is it. But in North Florida it is as if you are living in a different state.
I feel so liberated being on my own. There is a freedom of having the world in front of you, and you are in control. The days are hectic and it seems as if it is all work and no play, but here there is always a party.
I have been completely boy crazy since I can remember. Every summer my family would spend months in upstate New York. There was always a boy that I was flirting with, and other girls thought that I was a slut, maybe I was, but I didn't care. It is as if we are programmed to be attracted to the opposite sex. This is the time in our life that we are to let it all go and experiment. I have thought many times about being with a woman and what it would feel like. It was always in the back of my mind and lately more in the front.
It all began when I was attending my calculus. I was drifting off, and figured sitting demetevler escort (http://ankaraeses.com/ad-category/demetevler-escort/) in a lecture was a waste of time. I walked back to the dorm and pulled myself up the stairs. My room was on the second floor, the first room on the left. I knew that Marjorie was there so I never pulled out my room key. I turned the knob and saw her. She was lying on her bed. It was next to the window and the sunlight was hitting her blond hair and it made the roots glisten. I startled her, and at first she looked like a child caught in a candy dish. It was impossible to hide what she was doing so she slid down the sheet that covered her body. As I stood there and saw her touching herself I didn't know what to do. I had never been in that situation before and didn't want to embarrass her, but to my surprise she wasn't mortified. This is what I had deep down wanted, and now it was right in front of me. I was so turned on seeing her touch herself. Her fingers caressed her wet pussy, and at that point I could feel a tingle in mine. I knew that I should not be ashamed, but open up to the possibility of a new sexual experience.
I was wearing a dress that tied across my chest and then wrapped around my waist. I pulled the plaid
I was so fortunate getting a fantastic roommate for four years. Her name is Marjorie and she is a nursing major from Central Florida. She is in a sorority, and is about 5'6" with blond hair and green eyes. I have always thought that I was average as far as looks go, but you truly do question yourself when you see so many beautiful women. We also have two suitemates, Cara and Emily; both brunettes, and very outgoing girls. It is a great set up and you automatically have three new girlfriends. It is like a sleepover seven days a week, but you get to stay out late and have no one over your shoulders telling you when you have to do schoolwork.
The campus is beautiful. Living in Florida there are palm trees and that is it. But in North Florida it is as if you are living in a different state.
I feel so liberated being on my own. There is a freedom of having the world in front of you, and you are in control. The days are hectic and it seems as if it is all work and no play, but here there is always a party.
I have been completely boy crazy since I can remember. Every summer my family would spend months in upstate New York. There was always a boy that I was flirting with, and other girls thought that I was a slut, maybe I was, but I didn't care. It is as if we are programmed to be attracted to the opposite sex. This is the time in our life that we are to let it all go and experiment. I have thought many times about being with a woman and what it would feel like. It was always in the back of my mind and lately more in the front.
It all began when I was attending my calculus. I was drifting off, and figured sitting demetevler escort (http://ankaraeses.com/ad-category/demetevler-escort/) in a lecture was a waste of time. I walked back to the dorm and pulled myself up the stairs. My room was on the second floor, the first room on the left. I knew that Marjorie was there so I never pulled out my room key. I turned the knob and saw her. She was lying on her bed. It was next to the window and the sunlight was hitting her blond hair and it made the roots glisten. I startled her, and at first she looked like a child caught in a candy dish. It was impossible to hide what she was doing so she slid down the sheet that covered her body. As I stood there and saw her touching herself I didn't know what to do. I had never been in that situation before and didn't want to embarrass her, but to my surprise she wasn't mortified. This is what I had deep down wanted, and now it was right in front of me. I was so turned on seeing her touch herself. Her fingers caressed her wet pussy, and at that point I could feel a tingle in mine. I knew that I should not be ashamed, but open up to the possibility of a new sexual experience.
I was wearing a dress that tied across my chest and then wrapped around my waist. I pulled the plaid