My boyfriend and I had just come back to his dorm after a long night of drinking. He was pretty much close to sober but I was extremely wasted. The whole night he had been sliding his hand under my dress to play with my thong. I was so turned on. He would rub his fingers across my clit under my thong in the middle of the crowded room. Needless to say, when we got back, I was more than ready to go.

As soon as we got into the room, he yanked my dress off me. I didn’t have a bra on so I was standing there in nothing but a thong. He turned off the lights, picked me up, and pushed me up against the wall. He ripped off my thong and slid two fingers inside me. I was so wet. All I could do was scream in pleasure. But it wasn’t enough. I wanted him to taste me.

I got down and threw him on the bed, and immediately we began to 69 after I stripped him of his clothes. It felt so good. We both came almost instantly. I love the way he vibrates his tongue all over my clit. We had never had sex before this, but I knew this was the night. “I need you to fuck me now!” I screamed. He quickly grabbed a condom and pushed his dick deep inside of me. I have never orgasmed so much. I flipped him over so I could be on top, and he came inside of me. I can’t wait to fuck him again.

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