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Deviant Dorm Rooms Ch. 05

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This is a story loosely based on my experiences in college. Loose enough that this could be called fiction. Obviously names and dates have been changed. All character’s mentioned in sexual references are 18 years of age or older. I hope you love my characters. Enjoy!

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It was raining early in the week. Angelica was staring out of the window in the library and was supposed to be doing some homework before class. She was seated in a private work cubby against the wall in the corner, when she heard someone whispering her name.

“Is that Angelica?”

She turned and saw David walking through the library stacks toward her.

“Hey,” Angelica said, her stomach fluttering when she saw him.

“What are you doing?” David asked when he drew close and walked up behind her. “Ah some Education education?”

“Yeah, basically,” Angelica chuckled.

“Teachers teaching teachers how to teach other teachers…… to teach teachers,” David said, bending down to look at the computer over Angelica’s shoulder.

“Yeah, I’ll be teaching elementary kids though,” Angelica said. “But I don’t think I ever asked, what’s your major?”

Angelica realized how bizarre it was, that David had rubbed her boobs in front of everyone and she barely knew anything about him. But now as she watched him find a chair to pull closer, she recognized his handsome features. He had a strong jawline and broad shoulders like Jayson.

“I’m just doing General Studies, for now. I’m thinking about going into accounting,” David said, scooting closer to Angelica. “You look nice.”

“Well thanks. Glad you noticed,” Angelica said, smiling. “I’ve got an interview today. I hoped this outfit looked cute-ish.”

She was in a white business blouse with some blue slacks. Her reddish-brown hair was wavy and pulled out of her face with a headband.

“It looks more than cute-ish,” David said. “You’re going to be…one of those teachers that the kids fantasize about.”

“Well, let’s hope not,” Angelica said laughing, “Considering I plan on teaching elementary school. Besides, you should see some of the girls in my class.”

“Well, I’ve seen you. That’s good enough for me,” David said.

Angelica flushed red and she felt her stomach clench. She remembered how her body tingled when David circled her tits with his palms.

“Oh. I Didn’t mean uh…not like,” David stammered.

“It’s okay,” Angelica said. She looked back at David with her blueish-green eyes. “Thanks for the…compliment.”

‘At least I got one compliment today,’ Angelica thought.

“So what are your teaching classes like?” David asked her. He scooted even closer, until his leg was pressed against hers. “Are they all lectures?”

“Yeah. A lot of them are,” Angelica said. “Not a lot of time for individual help.”

“Well there ya go,” David said, plucking up the courage to pat Angelica’s leg. “Great preparation for when you teach at public schools.”

Angelica laughed softly, even as she felt her body tense. David didn’t remove his hand from her thigh and as they talked he began to squeeze it softly.

“So you nervous for your interview?” David asked, as he rubbed up and down her thigh.

“Kinda,” Angelica said. Though she was more nervous at the wetness forming between her legs. “It’s the first interview I’ve ever done. I didn’t really have to interview with the bounce houses.”

“Now that sounds like a fun job,” David said, smiling. “You ever see anyone getting busy in the bouncy-castle?”

“Again, we mostly work with kids,” Angelica said.

“I’m starting to see why you were a virgin coming into college,” David said, patting her leg.

“Oh yeah…so,” Angelica said, as she patronizingly patted David’s leg. “What’s your excuse?”

They laughed together for the next few minutes, each teasing the other for their limited sexual experience. David’s hand remained on her leg, until she had to leave for her interview.

* * * * * * * * *

Darin briskly walked through the rain toward the Engineering Building. He wore a Cavs baseball hat tucked low over his face. The cloudy sky spat huge droplets at his face, while he tried to avoid puddles on the sidewalk.

“Hey! Is that Darin!?”

Darin looked up through the rain and saw Kaci’s smiling face in the window of a Ford Explorer. She was sitting at the campus intersection. Some students were hurrying in front of her truck, trying to get out of the rain.

Darin walked up to the curb, as Kaci pulled forward.

“Need a lift, stranger?” Kaci’s blue eyes twinkled from inside the car. Her blonde hair was wet and pulled back into a ponytail. Darin looked up and down the street. He had ten minutes until class and was still a good eight minutes’ walk away.

“Come on!” Kaci yelled, over the heat in her vehicle. “You’re getting soaked. And I’m holding up traffic!”

Darin saw several cars pulling into the intersection behind Kaci’s SUV. He quickly ran up and pulled on the handle.

“You gotta reach in!” Kaci called. “It only opens from inside.”

Darin almanbahis reached through the window and hopped in. Kaci turned up the heat, to Darin’s relief.

“Where ya heading?” Kaci said.

“Engineering.”

“Where’s that?”

As Darin directed them, Kaci whipped through campus with ease and pulled into the lot within two minutes.

“Phew! Good thing I ran across you, huh?” Kaci said, reaching into her small purse. “It was a nice day when I left for class.”

“Yeah, thanks man. I gotta go,” Darin said, opening the door.

“Hang on a sec,” Kaci said. Darin turned and looked. Kaci pulled a half-smoked blunt out of her purse. “How much time ya got?”

He hesitated, as she put the blunt to her mouth. Darin felt like he had the devil and the angel on each shoulder. He could see the Engineering Building. One of his classmates was hustling through the door, closing her umbrella.

He looked at Kaci, wearing a thin strapped blouse. Her hair, her face and her boobs were still a little wet from the rain. As Kaci lifted the lighter, her tits were squished together. He watched her chest rise as she inhaled, closing her eyes.

Darin got back into the car and closed the door.

She passed the blunt to Darin, before going into her coughing fit. Her cheekbones flushed red and Darin felt his dick growing in his pants watching Kaci’s boobs bouncing.

“You alright?” Darin asked.

Kaci’s eyes were watering and while she was regaining her bearings, she placed her right hand on Darin’s leg for support. Darin was puffing away on the blunt, bemused.

“Kaci….What’re you doin’?” Darin asked, as Kaci’s hand snaked up his thigh.

Ignoring him, Kaci leaned over and took the half finished blunt from Darin. She used that opportunity to move her hand further up his leg and into his lap.

“Mmmmhmmm,” Kaci hummed, rubbing his member through his baggy jeans shorts. “I remember this guy. I certainly didn’t get as acquainted with him as I would’ve liked.”

“I….didn’t get in here for this,” Darin said, watching Kaci fumble with the button on his jeans. He thought he should stop her. His hands remained firmly planted on his knees.

Kaci was struggling with the button, only using one hand. She took a hit from the blunt and passed to Darin. It was then easier to open his fly. As Darin took a puff, Kaci fished through his drawers, until she found his stiff dick.

“There he is,” she said quietly, stroking Darin to hardness in his pants. “It’s been awhile.”

“Too long,” Darin said, in a low growl.

As Kaci jacked off Erica’s boyfriend, her big tits were rippling in her tight shirt.

Darin took another puff while watching Kaci’s white tits jiggle. He passed the dwindling blunt to Kaci, who still had one hand in his pants. She killed the remaining blunt and put it into her ashtray.

She then turned her body and pulled Darin’s dick out of his pants.

“Finally,” she whispered, mostly to herself as she stroked him with her right hand. Darin felt like he was in a trance watching her jerk his dick. Kaci’s fingernails were painted white and her thumb flicked Darin’s cockhead while she stroked.

Darin was just wishing that Kaci had some vaseline, when she leaned closer and dropped some spittle onto his dick. Her fingers glided across his skin, as she sped up her hand. She was leaning over the armrest, making it easier for her to hear Darin’s labored breathing.

The windows were fogging up, as the rain outside grew heavier. Kaci’s hand picked up the pace as well. Her hand was a blur and Darin was thrusting his hips slowly. Darin’s head fell back, as the pleasure began to build.

Kaci moved her head closer to Darin’s groin. She licked her lips, as Darin closed his eyes. Darin was lost in a daze. He was thrusting harder, as Kaci stared at his dick; inches away from her mouth. She lowered her head, just as Darin opened his eyes.

Through the foggy windshield, Darin saw her.

Erica was running across the street and directly toward the truck. Darin grabbed Kaci’s head, just as her lips grazed the tip of his cock. He roughly pushed her back into her own seat and scrambled out of the truck.

Stumbling through a puddle, he slammed the car door and stood up straight. The black girl froze in front of Darin. She wore a look of complete shock, as she stood in the rain.

It was not Erica.

“Uh…oh…um..sorry…I….” Darin stammered, rain now cascading off his cap’s bill. “I thought you were…”

The black girl’s look of bewilderment turned to disgust, as she caught sight of Darin’s pants. His fly was down and his shirt was tucked into his drawers. Luckily his dick was tucked away.

“Do you mind?” the girl said, as she pressed the button on her key FOB and unlocked the car next to Darin.

“Oh sorry,” Darin stumbled backward, as the student quickly got into her car. Her tires splashed Darin, as she quickly sped off. As Darin watched her drive away. Kaci rolled down the passenger window.

“What the fuck Darin!?” Kaci yelled, almanbahis yeni giriş as she put the car in gear. Pulling off, her tires also splashed Darin, as he stood under the gray sky.

Two minutes later a soaking wet Darin, clambered into the classroom.

“Ah Mr. Booker,” said the professor, as the entire class watched Darin struggle to get through the door. “Better late than …even later.”

Darin glowered, as he sank into his desk. The professor shook his head and continued discussing building structures in the 1800s.

“Psst!”

Darin looked to his left. The student he saw earlier with her umbrella was whispering to him, while the professor’s back was turned.

“Hey, your fly is open.”

Darin felt the blood rush to his face, as he nodded at his classmate. He slouched in his chair and zipped his trousers. He was sure he’d heard the girl next to him chuckle under her breath.

* * * * * * * * *

“Davenport! Figg! Micheals! Washington!”

Erica’s heart fluttered. It happened. She’d been paired with Tristan Davenport.

‘Not necessarily paired,’ she thought. ‘There’d be two other tagalongs.’

But the important thing was that she was in the power group. With the two of their brains, they’d be the most formidable mock legal team in the class. Not to mention the most attractive.

As the class grouped off, Erica moved her books into the corner where her group was settled. They wasted no time getting business and settled on a legal topic. Tristan took control of the group making a list of viable ideas for the team to argue.

His charisma and intellect was effective and before long, they just needed to decide who would work with whom.

Erica eyed her group mates. Ara Figg was pretty enough. Erica thought she might be Mediterranean or maybe hispanic; and she made a pretty compelling case for a male vs female campaign. Burt agreed with her.

“Well hang on a second,” Erica said. “I appreciate the idea of women empowerment. And believe you me, Ara, I’m always game for a battle of the sexes. But with two white males on the team, I’d hate to make it that kind of argument.”

“What kind of argument is that?” Burt asked, but the other three understood.

“Okay, I guess I could definitely see how that could come across poorly in this type of subject matter,” Tristan said, thoughtfully. “Well Erica, what would you suggest?”

“If we are arguing a social justice case, it should be one that makes people think. Or else what’s the point?” she said. “Why don’t Tristan and I work together? Obviously we are all for stricter gun control.”

Burt snorted.

“Well…um I guess not,” Erica said, as they looked at Burt’s expression. “All the better for this exercise. In that case, Burt maybe you and Ara would be good to work on the side of stricter gun laws. While Tristan and I argue the second amendment, gun rights…all that shit.”

“Oh interesting,” Tristan said, his green eyes turning toward Erica. “So we work on sides we aren’t necessarily in agreement with? I’m sure the professor will love that.”

“I mean it’s kind of fundamental to law, isn’t it?” Erica said. “Arguing a case you may not be inclined to support. I think that’s the best way to beat all the other groups.”

“Is it a competition?” Tristan asked, smiling at Erica.

“Isn’t everything?” Erica grinned back at him.

“I think it’s a fantastic idea,” Ara said.

They began the early plans for study sessions and it was Erica who suggested they each sit next to their new legal partners.

* * * * * * * * *

Jayson sat smoking weed alone in his Pontiac. The rain was starting to clear up and the sun was poking out. He was in a parking lot off campus waiting for Angelica. She had only been in the building for five minutes, when he saw her walking back to the car.

A bewildered Jayson unlocked the door, so she could get in.

“Ugh…The interview was for 3:15 not 2:15,” Angelica groaned. “I must’ve read the email wrong.”

“Oh….Yeah babe. We are on Eastern Standard Time not Central,” Jayson teased her.

“Shut up you ass,” Angelica said, clearly frustrated. “They said they could move the time to 2:45 but that’s still a half an hour.”

“Yea, I’ve got class at three though. I won’t be able to stay.”

“That’s okay. They’ve got the campus bus out this way.”

“You didn’t wanna wait inside?”

“Well, it was kinda cramped in there,” she said, shrugging. “And honestly the whole office kind of smelled like feet.”

“Hmmmm,” Jayson said, as he puffed on the joint. “Sounds like a great place to start a career. “

They both chuckled, as Jayson made to pass her the blunt, which she declined.

“No, and actually can you put that out,” Angelica said. “I don’t think it’ll help my chances if I go in smelling like weed.”

“I suppose not,” Jayson said, putting the blunt out. “Unless your boss is Bob Marley.”

“Which would be pretty amazing, considering he’s dead.”

Angelica scrolled her phone, while Jayson glanced over almanbahis giriş her.

“You know what we should do?” Jayson said, his voice dripping with anticipation.

Angelica knew what he was getting at and glared at her boyfriend.

“I just said I didn’t want to smell like weed,” Angelica said. “Now you want me to go in smelling like dick?”

“Come on….what else are we going to do for thirty minutes?” Jayson groaned. “Look at the wind blowing?”

“I mean, it is the twenty-first century,” Angelica said, smartly. “We could do…..literally anything else.”

Angelica scrolled her phone, while Jayson watched her in silence. After a few seconds, she looked up and saw Jayson still staring at her. He felt his dick start to grow in his pants, as he stared at her bespeckled blueish-green eyes.

“Well…” Angelica sighed deeply. “I’m not going to do it right here in front of the door.”

Jayson’s face broke into a grin, as he put the car in gear. He whipped around to the back of the parking lot, finding a place well out of sight. He pulled next to a large pickup and was shielded partially on the driver’s side by a small pine tree.

Angelica looked around for signs of onlookers, before turning back to Jayson. She rolled her eyes at the smug look on Jayson’s face, as he undid his belt.

‘You sure are an arrogant one,’ she thought to herself, as he reached into his pants. He pulled out his dick and she remembered why.

Reaching over the armrest she took hold of his member. Jayson found his seat’s controls and leaned his seat back a little. He then reached over to rub her shoulders. Angelica lazily stroked his cock, as she daydreamed about her interview.

It was for a good position tutoring elementary kids in the area. The company would pay and she would visit the children at their home, for homework help. She needed to be certified through training however and she hoped her experience babysitting since the age of nine would help.

Jayson grunted, as his dick twitched in her hand. She snapped out of her musings. With a quick glance through the windshield, Angelica dropped her head out of sight. She engulfed Jayson immediately and smiled around his dick when he moaned loudly.

She had grown adept at pleasuring Jayson with her mouth, having sucked him off almost everyday since he took her virginity. Angelica slowly dragged her lips up Jayson’s cock. He closed his eyes, when her mouth sank back down into his lap.

She repeated her slow motions, but this time she wrapped her tongue around his shaft, as she bobbed up his dick. Jayson felt his body shiver, as she gave him head. She was slow and methodical, having learned what Jayson liked.

After a few minutes, Angelica opened her throat and forced as much of Jayson as she could into her mouth. Holding her lips around his shaft, she felt Jayson grow to full hardness inside her mouth. She held her breath and allowed Jayson to fuck her face a few times, before she pulled off his dick.

Jayson sighed when she released him. While she caught her breath, Jayson grabbed his one hitter from the side door pocket. It was already packed with weed. Angelica took another breath and swallowed Jayson again. With his dick down her throat, Jayson took a huge hit of weed.

He held in his smoke, while Angelica bobbed up and down going a bit faster. As he exhaled, Jayson placed his hand on her head, slowing her pace. He also began thrusting slowly into her mouth again. Angelica shifted her body, placing her hand on his knee getting more leverage.

She could now open her mouth wider and take more of him into her throat.

For the next few minutes, Jayson slowly humped into her face. He watched a few people come out of the office building, but no one looked in their direction. If they had, they might have noticed the top of Angelica’s head dipping in and out of sight.

Jayson felt his release approaching. He kept his pace, thrusting a bit harder. Angelica felt the change and whimpered slightly when Jayson’s cockhead nudged the back of her throat. A few seconds later, with her tongue around his shaft, she felt his dick expand before squirting into her mouth.

Jayson couldn’t help himself and he pushed Angelica further into his lap. Angelica’s phone buzzed in her chair. Jayson’s dick spurted again, this time onto Angelica’s tonsils, before he released her head.

She pulled off his dick and a glob of Jayson’s cum landed right under her nose. As it dribbled down to her lips, Angelica felt around for her cell phone. She answered, while trying to keep the semen out of her mouth.

“Hello…” she said while gesturing to Jayson for a napkin. He snapped out of his bliss and looked around his car. “Oh yes. This is she.”

Jayson could hear a business-like voice on the other end, as he handed her a napkin.

“Oh no, that’s not a problem,” Angelica said, wiping Jayson’s cum off her chin. “I’m just in the parking lot. I can come now.”

“I can come now,” Jayson said, quietly under his breath.

Angelica threw the wet napkin at his face, in order to shut him up.

“Great, see you in a second!” Angelica said, before hanging up. She looked at Jayson, as he fixed his pants with a stupid grin still on his face. “You at least have any mouthwash or anything in here, or….”

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