I Dare You To Fuck Me

I went to a large University when I was seventeen. I had a girlfriend, a band, and a high alcohol tolerance. Your typical freshman. I quickly made friends and had many entertaining drunken nights, but eventually the inevitable happened and I found myself becoming interested in another girl.
Her name was Veronica, and we all called her Rony. She was on the petit side, with shoulder length jet black hair, brown eyes, and a flawless white skin tone. Her ass was full for her 5’6″ frame and she carried gorgeous 32 C’s. The first time we met, ah, I can remember clearly.
I was drinking with some buddies in my dorm room when a knock came at the door.
Trying to hide fifty beer cans on the way, I went to it and looked through the peephole. It was Rony and two friends. I opened it immediately and embraced Rony tightly, partly because we knew eachother semi-well, and mostly because I was drunk as hell. She and her friends ducked inside the room and I shut the door quickly.
“Cripple Creek” by The Band was playing on my PC and the mood was perfect.
“Got any for us?” Rony asked, pointing to all the empty cans around the room.
“Hell yeah!” My griends and I yelled in unison.
Beer flowed and minds became impaired. Things got fuzzy and then my memory sharpens on the end of the night. Both Rony and myself were the only ones awake, and I told her I’d walk her upstairs to her dorm. She complied and we snuck out, walking up the staircase at four in the morning. I remember walking behind her, watching her ass rise and fall in those skin-tight hiphuggers, and longing to put my hands on her perfect hips and press my crotch against her full cheeks. But I restrained myself. Finally, we got to her room and after much jingling and jangling with her keys, she let us in. We both fell on the futon. We were laughing for no apparent reason. I felt myself grow tired and my eyes shut. Before I passed out, I heard her mumble,
“I think I could like you, Zach.”

Over the next few weeks, Rony and I grew closer, going out to meals, and studying together, and of course, getting hammered-ass-drunk on the weekends.

November 13th

My girlfriend was coming to visit on this night, and I was pumped. I hardly ever saw her, and when I did, we fucked like rabbits on crack. Rony was actually in my room while I was getting dressed, and we were talking.