9 – College Years 1 – Orientation

Note: As per my other stories, the character names are all changed on the off-chance that there is someone who recognizes any of the descriptions of living arrangements or furniture. If this is the first story of mine that you are reading, I have three stories before this – while the other three stories are not necessary to read, they do help to build up some backstory to where I was in my life at the time. Once again, while the verbal interaction may not be accurate, the physical interaction is to the best of my recollection.

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Summer was pretty uneventful. Alexa and I had agreed upon one somewhat random encounter every two weeks that we couldn’t see each other. It really only amounted to three for me and two for her, and they were quite forgettable (at least on my end of things). We did get to see each other for a tiny bit before we had to go our separate ways off to different universities that were hours apart by train or car.

We said our goodbyes, and we were off. My parents and older brother drove me out to school, dropped at the checkpoint, and went and lugged all my bags up to my room while I went through a brief orientation. The dorm I would spend the next eight months in seemed nice. It was an older building, but they had definitely remodeled the interior sometime recently, because the floors and rooms looked pretty new and inviting – not what I expected when looking at it from the outside. I had visited the campus, but they had only shown us the dorm that was two years old, to show off the brightest spots around.

After orientation, I went upstairs and was surprised to find my parents had actually unpacked things for me, instead of just carrying the bags up and waiting. My Resident Advisor was waiting with them to meet me – her name was Kathy, and she was a grad student taking advantage of free residency for her last year. She was a cute little brunette, but seemed pretty nerdy. She finished her introduction, took me on a quick tour of the floors of our pod (each pod was 3 floors) and explained what time certain things would be happening that week. I noticed that she actually lived next door to me. Because the dorm was so big, they were only moving half the people in the first day, with the other half to follow the next. On the bright side, Bill’s last name was further down the alphabet, so I got to pick which side of everything I wanted before he arrived. The room wasn’t very big, but I knew we could make it work without a problem.

My parents took me out for a quick lunch, and then dropped me back on campus, where I walked around to some of the freshman events going on. Some fraternities were a little too eager to get guys to pledge, and it wasn’t really my scene, but free parties sounded pretty swell to me. It was getting later in the afternoon, so I headed back to my dorm to just relax for a bit and finish putting things where I wanted them to go. The dorm had only one rule that was explicitly about alcohol – so long as you were drinking in someone’s room, you could do what you wanted (within the realms of general legality), so I opened the mini fridge my parents had bought me and Bill, and cracked open a beer.

“Already hitting the sauce?” I heard a friendly female voice from the doorway.

The girl who the voice belonged to was kind of pale, but she had long black hair, and a great figure.

“Nothing wrong with a little bit of relaxation,” I smiled. “Want one?”

“What a gentleman,” she laughed, opening the fridge herself and grabbing one of her own.

“I’m Rob,” I held out my hand.

“I’m Ashley. I live on the other side of the bathrooms,” she told me.

“I live right here,” I weakly cracked the lamest joke on Earth.

“No shit,” she laughed. “Have you met your roommate yet?”

“Ya, he’s actually my best friend from home. He’ll be here tomorrow.”

“Oh living with a friend. All my parents’ friends told me not to do that, because it never works out,” she explained.

“Ya, I’m a bit nervous about it too, but I think we’ll be ok. We’ve pretty much lived together for weeks at a time in the summers anyway, so it won’t be a huge deal. Go easy on that thing,” I pointed at her beer. “There’s probably going to be some drinking going on tonight.”

“Oh, I really needed this,” she laughed. “I met my roommate today, and she’s just great,” she sarcastically said.

“What’s wrong with her?”

“Well, she’s really clingy for one. I had to tell her I was going to the bathroom to get away from her for even a few minutes.”

“Ashley, there you are!”

“Your roommate?” I grinned at Ashley.

“Rob, this is Tamara. Tamara, this is Rob.”

Before me stood the largest person I had ever met. She had to be easily pushing four hundred pounds. I try not to judge people by first appearances, but it was hard to not look at her standing in the door frame at a bit of an angle (she didn’t fit like a normal person would) with a bit of judgment.

“Hi, Rob,” she smiled at me.

“Nice to meet you, Tamara,” I responded, a wave of really awful things flying through my brain.

“No roommate yet?” Tamara asked – I could tell there would be a lot of the same questions being answered for a while.

“My roommate will be here tomorrow. Bill. I grew up with him,” I explained to Tamara.

“Oh, cool.” This girl was way too loud – maybe I felt worse about her presence because of her size, but she was already annoying me too.

“Hey, girls, I’m gonna go grab some dinner. You hungry?”

“Oh ya, let me go grab my food card!” Tamara seemed excited to be away from home.

“Ok, we’ll meet you down there,” I assured her, shutting my door and locking it after she left.

“That was kind of a dick thing to do,” Ashley laughed.

“You had to deal with that for a while already – I figured you could use a break. I know I could after two minutes.”

“You need help unpacking anything?” Ashley offered her assistance.

“Nah, my parents actually unpacked most of my stuff while I was in that orientation room.”

“So what do you wanna do?” Ashley asked, taking that all too familiar pose that girls get when they’re into you.

“I dunno. I was just thinking about hanging out here for a bit and then actually going to get food. We can’t let her eat alone forever. Besides, you don’t want someone you have to spend the next eight months with thinking you’re a bitch.”

“Cool,” Ashley replied, sitting on my bed.

“So you got a boyfriend or anything?” I inquired, asking a bit of a leading question.

“No,” she looked away shyly.

“It’s not a big deal if you do or don’t, I was just making conversation,” I reassured her.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” she asked me quickly.

“I do,” I smiled at her. “She’s pretty laid back about things, though. We both are,” I quickly added.

“Laid back. I see,” she smirked.

I wasn’t sure if she understood what I meant by that – it was pretty ambiguous.

“Wanna go make sure Tamara doesn’t hate you forever?” I winked at her.

“Fine,” she huffed.

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After dinner, we headed back upstairs and met a bunch of other people who had finished moving in. Down the hall there were two guys from the Midwest, who also knew each other from home – they were pretty cool guys and would become the central room for any parties on our floor.

As for the girls, I was doing my best to not be the kind of Rob that would get me in trouble with Alexa, because I really did care about her. I just couldn’t help but notice how many smoking hot girls lived on my floor. I also found out that the upper floor in our pod was the ‘female floor’ – the only floor in all of the campus dorms with only one gender allowed. Guys were allowed on the floor, but only before night rules went into effect at 10:00 on weeknights and midnight on weekends. Weirdly, there was an all boy dorm across campus, but no all girl dorm anywhere.

Of the people who had already moved in on our floor, I was one of three guys. Every girl but one had moved in on this day as well – this made for a pretty awkward first party between all of these new friends. I’m a reasonably good-looking guy – not model material, but I keep myself fit, and try to stay well groomed. Andy and Trent (the two guys from the Midwest) were also both decently attractive from my perspective, so there was about fifteen girls all clamoring for the attention of three guys.

Other than Tamara, most of the other girls were easily above average looking, with some of them being complete foxes. Other than Ashley, there was Judy, a short brunette with a bit of a chubby face – she gave off a pretty massive slut vibe. Just down the hall from Angela was two girls from somewhere in the northeast – Erica and Julia. Erica made it clear she had a boyfriend, but wasn’t above having some clothes-on fun (and on occasion, clothes off). She had dirty blonde hair about halfway down her back and was pretty tall. Julia was almost a complete opposite of her new roommate – she had shorter platinum-blonde hair, was maybe a touch over five feet tall, and actually ended up topless her first night at college in front of dozens of new people; she probably regretted that for a few weeks. Next door to Judy was a girl with an unbelievable figure – she had done gymnastics and figure skating growing up and it was clear. Candice was a complete knockout. She didn’t need a lot of makeup to look hot as fuck, and it was easy to see she had a lot of confidence in her body. Those were the memorable girls living on my floor – there were other hot chicks, but they aren’t really relevant to my journey other than being friendly. We partied long into the night, and Ashley ended up clinging to my arm as I went back to my room in the wee hours of the night. I appreciated the attention, but I was still sober enough to know what was what. I had been down this road enough times to know that I couldn’t get drunk around people without throwing all my cares away and just sticking it in whatever girl happened to be willing. I also didn’t want to sleep with this girl the first night here – I had a deal with Alexa to remember, and I also honestly did not want to be attached to a girl in any way after one day. While we were ok with fooling around on each other on occasion, I didn’t want it to be an every night thing on Alexa’s part, so I thought it only fair to at least try to do the same.

Walking into my room, Ashley stumbled in, still hooking her arm in mine. I could see myself ravaging this girl in a heartbeat – she was pretty good looking, but I’d come to find she was probably the funniest girl I would ever meet. A great sense of humor is always an attractive quality. Ashley sprawled on my bed, before leaning on her elbow, and looking at my expectantly.

“Ashley,” I began.

“You have a girlfriend, I know,” she smiled coyly. “But she’s not here, and she doesn’t need to know.”

This girl seemed like she had set her eyes on the prize the second she saw me, and was already trying to execute her endgame strategy.

“It’s not like that,” I began again. “I really care about this girl.”

Ashley stared at me blankly, clearly not caring about what I was saying.

“I love her, Ashley. Like actual love, not high school love.”

“People go to college to have fun,” she laughed. “Don’t you want me?”

“Of course I want you,” I sat down in the chair at my desk, trying to keep my distance. “It’s just not that simple. Alexa probably wouldn’t even be that mad.”

“She wouldn’t?” Ashley sat up – something finally caught her attention.

“Probably not. We’re not completely open, but we both know how hard it’s going to be to stay faithful when we only see each other once or twice a month for most of a year.”

“So you guys fuck around on each other?”

“Not quite,” I continued. “We’re ok with each other doing it once or twice a month, as long as we have the ok from each other ahead of time.”

“So… as long as you talk to this girl first, and she says it’s ok, you can fuck whoever you want?” Ashley stood up.

“As long as Alexa is ok with it, and I’m feeling the need in a bad way, then pretty much, ya,” I finished explaining.

“That’s so fucking weird,” she paused for a few moments. “So, do you have to call her or what?”

I thought I was getting less appealing to this girl. I’m not sure if it was the alcohol, or if she was really attracted to me, or if she was just incredibly horny, but I was not expecting her to keep pursuing it at that point.

“You sure you want me to do that?”

“I’m sure,” she answered without hesitation.

I got out of the chair and walked over to the phone. I wasn’t sure I really wanted to do this my first day here. What kind of image would that put in Alexa’s head? One day in this place and I’m already asking if I can fuck some random I just met. While these thoughts were going through my head, I had already dialed her number and the phone was ringing.

“Hello?” Alexa sounded kind of groggy.

“Hey, babe, sorry for waking you,” I started.

“That’s ok, what’s up?”

“There’s a girl in my room and she wants to fuck,” I said, intentionally being as blunt as possible in a last ditch effort to maybe get Ashley to change her mind.

“Is she hot?”

“Not like you,” I answered, maybe too quickly.

“Do you know her?”

“I just met her today, babe.”

“Can I talk to her?”

“I guess, ya,” I said, holding the phone out to Ashley. “She wants to talk to you.”

“Are you serious?” Ashley stared at me, probably in disbelief that things were unfolding this way.

I just continued to hold the phone out for her, shaking my hand to indicate I wasn’t joking.

“Uhh… Hello?” Ashley asked. “Ashley,” she answered.

I stood there for about a minute while Ashley listened to whatever Alexa was saying.

“I understand,” Ashley finally said, handing the phone back to me.

“Hey, babe,” I said again.

“If you want, go for it.”

“Ok, babe. I love you,”

“I love you too. I’m going back to bed, though,” she yawned.

“Goodnight. Sorry for waking you,” I listened for a response, but there wasn’t one this time.

I hung up the phone and turned around.

Ashley had already gotten down to her bra and panties, and was lying back on the side of the bed with her legs spread.

“What did she say to you?”

“She just explained that she wanted to fuck us both when she comes to visit, and that she was going to spank me until I couldn’t sit down.”

“That it?” I asked – there was no way a minute of Alexa talking was taken up by just that.

“She also said that if I fuck around and try to get you more than once in a while, she’s going to cut me… I think she was kidding.”

“I have no idea if she was kidding about that. She can get pretty nasty,” I laughed, remembering some of the shit Alexa had said and done.

“Well, we’ll just have to ask her for permission once in a while. She won’t know if you’re fucking me once a month or every day as long as you keep asking every week.”

This was one crafty woman – she was already plotting how to get me in the sack as much as she wanted. I knew I wouldn’t want to just fuck this one girl, but my blood was starting to flow downwards, and I knew what I wanted right in this moment.

Ashley leaned over to shut the lights off, but I grabbed her arm to stop her.

“You don’t call the shots anymore. You’re getting what you want, but I’m gonna give it to you how I want.”

I took my shirt off and Ashley started sucking her lower lip. I took my jeans off and my cock was pushing my boxers a good distance from my body, straining to find release. I saw Ashley’s eyes widen a bit, as she got an idea of what I was packing under the boxers.

“Take your bra off, and get in,” I told her, pulling the sheets back.

I reached under the bed and found the condoms I had brought. Ripping one off, I threw it on the shelf above the bed, and got into bed with Ashley.

If her face was pale, her tits had seen a ghost. She tried to cover herself with one arm, while rubbing her other hand up and down my bicep. Grabbing her arm away, I grabbed under her jaw and pulled her towards me, kissing her deeply. I felt her erect nipples pressing against me, her tits being squished between us. They weren’t huge, but they were definitely ample – probably somewhere between a B and C cup. Her clothes had hidden it well, but she was in really good shape. While Alexa had some junk in all the right spots, Ashley’s stomach was flat, her ass was big and firm, and she had great curves.

“God, you’re big,” Ashley moaned, as she wrapper her hand around my cock, still inside its home.

I let her hand snake inside my boxers. Her hands were freezing, but given how hard I had gotten, they were more than welcome where they were.

“You’re a filthy slut, aren’t you,” I said, between kisses on her neck and shoulder.

“You have no idea,” she looked me in the eyes, before disappearing under the sheets.

Lifting the sheets up, I saw her take the tip into her mouth, and do something not many women have been able to do – she effortlessly took me into her throat, getting about an inch away from fully deep throating me. I grabbed her head and forced the last little bit in, relishing the feeling of her throat convulsing on its intruder.

“Fuck, ya,” I moaned, holding her head in place as I fucked in and out of her throat.

She pushed my thighs to get some air, and then went right back down. I pulled her off me and grabbed her leg, pulling her over me. Pulling her thong off, I was met with a neatly trimmed pussy. There was a small, short triangle of hair on top pointing at the object of my desire. I pulled her legs on either side of my head, and started to taste this new pussy.

“Mmm,” Ashley moaned. “You know what you’re doing.”

I didn’t stop, while my hand found her head, pushing her back towards my cock. The only sounds anyone passing in the hall would have heard was two people moaning and the sloppy sounds of a great blowjob.

Not wanting to blow my load just yet, I flipped her off of me, and reached up to grab the condom. Rolling it down, I noticed Ashley had gotten on her knees.

“How do you want me, big boy?”

“On your back, cunt,” I pushed her down forcefully.

The second her head hit the bed, her legs spread, as if it was her natural muscle memory.

“Give me that cock,” she purred up at me, as I grabbed her thighs, pushing them up against her body.

I put the tip of my cock just inside her sopping pussy, teasing her as she swiveled her hips to try and take me in.

“You ready, Ashley?” I noticed her eyes had closed.

“Fuck me,” she moaned, opening her eyes to grab the back of my neck and pull my face towards hers.

I plunged in, kissing her as I thrust. Her eyes shot open wide as she moaned into my mouth, her legs squeezing around my arms. I let go of her legs and allowed her to wrap them around my back as I settled inside her hot pussy.

We settled into a nice rhythm, meeting each other’s thrusts while our tongues danced. I could feel her pleasure building, ultimately climaxing and squeezing her legs tightly around me.

“Oh fuck,” she moaned repeatedly. “Cum for me, Rob. Cum for you slut,” she encouraged me to start thrusting again.

“Not yet,” I told her, picking up my pace.

“Harder,” she moaned, clawing my chest with her nails.

I slapped into her, punching in and out, faster and faster.

“HARDER,” she yelled, loud enough to probably wake a couple people up.

I put my hand around her mouth to quiet her, and started pumping as hard and fast as I could. I could feel her cumming around me again, but this time I kept my pace, as I felt my own climax building. I could feel her moaning into my hand – containing her noise wasn’t easy. As I felt her orgasm subside, I felt mine ready to burst. Pulling out of her, I grabbed her hair in a pony tail, ripped the condom off, and shoved my cock in her face as I exploded all over her nose and chin.

“You asshole,” she pulled away, as my still hard cock rested against her cheek.

“You love it,” I leaned back, my ass resting on my heels.

Taking a finger, she wiped it off her nose and tasted my cream, winking at me.

“I think I need to have a shower,” she got out of bed, bending over to pick her clothes up.

I stood up behind her, pointing my cock up and pushing it between her ass cheeks.

“Me too,” I grinned at her in the mirror. “Come on,” I grabbed my towel and her hand, and led her across the hall into the men’s room.

Finding the shower, we turned the water on, and got in when we found a nice temperature. I let her wash her face, because I’m sure dried cum doesn’t exactly make you feel super glamorous. When she was finished with that, I grabbed her hand, and wrapped it around my cock. Within seconds, it was filling up with blood again, and back to its full state.

“Alexa’s a lucky girl,” Ashley grinned up at me, before getting on her knees and taking me all the way in again.

We finished our shower after I came for a second time, this time in her mouth, and headed back into my room to get some rest.

If college was going to be anything like the first day, I knew I was in for four incredible years.

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I woke up the next morning after only a few hours, and Ashley was still asleep in my arms. I discovered the reason I had woken so suddenly.

“Hi, Hailey,” I was surprised to see Bill’s mom so early.

“Hi, Rob,” Hailey grinned at me.

She was always a pretty laid back mom – whenever I stayed at Bill’s house for the night (which was often as we grew up), she would let us stay up however late we wanted, made us any kind of food we wanted, and on a couple occasions had actually provided us with alcohol. I had been calling her by her first name since I was around thirteen, when she and her husband (Roger) had begun to insist that Bill’s friends address them as equals instead of Mr. and Mrs.

“Don’t mind us, we’re just unpacking Bill’s things while he’s at orientation.” She was trying to be quiet, clearly not wanting to wake this new girl in my bed.

“A little help here,” Roger shouted from the doorway.

Ashley began to stir, so I pulled her tight to me, and tried my best to pull the blanket over her head.

“Hi, Roger,” I said, doing my best to not be embarrassed.

“Hey, Rob! Oh… ho ho ho,” Roger began to laugh, as he realized I wasn’t alone in the bed.

“Hey, can you guys give me a couple minutes to get decent?”

This was not the kind of impression you want to make on your best friend’s parents. Even though they were very laid back and incredibly approachable, they had never really seen me in this light.

“Oh, sure thing, Rob,” Hailey grabbed her husband, pulling him out of the room and closing the door behind them.

Ashley was fully awake by this point.

“What the fuck is going on?” she was panicking.

“Bill’s parents. Don’t worry, they’re nice people. You should get dressed, though,” I told her, as I was already out of bed and getting dressed myself.

She quickly grabbed her clothes and began putting them on.

“Seriously, Ashley. Don’t worry about it. You probably won’t see them again any time soon.”

I poked my head out the door, checking to see if she was in the clear to spare her further embarrassment.

“Good to go,” I told her, as she began to brush past me.

I grabbed her arm.

“Last night was fun,” I smiled gently at her.

“Ya. Let’s do it again sometime soon,” she kissed me quickly, before running around the corner in the direction of her room.

I went back into my room and sat down on my bed, rubbing my eyes and trying to fully wake up.

“Hey, Rob!” Bill yelled, bear hugging me as he came into the room a few minutes later.

“Hey, bud,” I groaned, wanting him to put me down.

“How was last night? Did you meet anyone? Any hot chicks?” He began to bombard me with questions.

Thankfully, his parents had returned.

“Hey, son,” Roger put his arm around Bill. “You should’ve seen Rob a little while ago – we caught him curled up with a sweet piece of ass.”

“Roger!” Hailey smacked him for giving me shit.

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When they finished unpacking, they took us for lunch, and then started the long drive back home.

“So where’s this sweet piece of ass my dad was talking about?” Bill asked me, eager to get down to what he considered business.

“She lives on the other side of the bathrooms. I’m sure you’ll meet her at some point today.”

“How hot is she?”

“She’s pretty good looking,” I laughed. He was more excited than a puppy.

We decided to go through the quad, so he could get the same experience I had the day before.

As we had finished walking around, he was telling me all his plans to pledge Chi Phi, and how awesome they seemed. I told him I would go with him to the pledge parties, but that I wasn’t really interested in that sort of thing.

We walked up the many flights of stairs to our floor and ran right into Ashley and some girl I hadn’t seen the day before.

“Oh, hey Rob,” Ashley beamed at me. “This is Roxanne.”

“Roxy,” she corrected Ashley.

This girl was unbelievably good looking, in spite of her height. She was taller than even Bill, and I came to learn later that she was 6’4”. She had a phenomenally toned body, and it was easy to see when you learned about her exercise regimen.

“I went to junior high with her, but I haven’t seen her since then,” Ashley seemed excited to have renewed acquaintances with this girl. I’m guessing Tamara was being obnoxious again.

“Cool stuff,” I replied. “This is Bill, my buddy from home,” I introduced him.

“Are you on our floor?” I asked Roxy.

“No – I’m in the pod, but on the next floor down,” she told us.

“Alright. Maybe we’ll see you guys later. Do you want to come by tonight before the canvas party?”

“That sounds fun. I’ll be there for sure,” Ashley couldn’t hide her glee.

“I might come up. I haven’t met my roommate yet. I’m gonna go see if she’s moved in,” Roxy told us, before walking past us down the stairs.

“Rob,” Bill got my attention. “Let’s go grab some beer.”

“Sure thing, bud,” I told him. “You want any, Ashley?

“Ya, that sounds nice.”

We walked into our room, and grabbed some beers from the fridge. I noticed Ashley immediately sat down on my bed, making herself comfortable.

There was an awkward silence for a few moments, before Bill pulled his typical type of shenanigan.

“So you’re the sweet piece of ass my dad was talking about, then?”

“Jesus Christ, dude, what the fuck,” I got up to smack him.

“I’m just fucking around. Gear down, big rig. Ashley seems like a pretty chill girl – I’m sure she knows I’m just giving her shit.”

“It’s fine, Rob,” Ashley assured me. “He’s probably just real jealous he didn’t meet me first.”

“Whoa, shit. Shots fired,” I laughed.

“I wouldn’t say no,” Bill replied.

We joked around for another little while, before we decided to have dinner.

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“I need to go get ready for this party,” Ashley announced as we got back upstairs.

“What the hell is this party anyway?” Bill asked.

“You put the white shirt on that they gave you got in your orientation package, and they have markers at the party. You draw on people or something,” I explained to the best of my understanding.

“Well I’m gonna have a shower and get ready,” Ashley said aloud again, looking at me.

“Ok, we’ll see you in a bit. You want to head down together?”

“I guess, ya,” she answered, before walking into her room.

As we walked into our room, Bill pointed something out.

“Dude, how are you still so bad at reading girls?”

“What do you mean?”

“I think ‘get ready’ was code for ‘Ashley wants your dick right now’.”

“You think?

“Man, you are so hopeless sometimes,” he laughed.

“It doesn’t matter. Alexa gave me permission last night, and I’m not about to call her less than a full day later to ask to fuck the same chick.”

“That is still so weird to me,” Bill sighed. I had told him about my arrangement with Alexa.