Eating a Creampie from a College Girl

I requested a single when filling out my housing forms the summer before coming to college and was given one of the few available in the dorm. I told myself that college was going to be all about learning, studying, getting good grades, and getting a great job afterwards. I didn’t really think of the fun I’d be missing out on by not having roommates, but oh well. My plans for quiet time to study didn’t come to fruition either, since the girl in the room next to mine had tons of really loud sex, making it awfully hard for me to concentrate.

Though, if I’m being honest, I couldn’t help but masturbate every time she got fucked. I could hear her moans through the surprisingly thin walls and every now and then a bit of dirty talk would slip though.

“Fuck me, fuck me with your big cock. Pound my pussy hard!” She would scream, letting her lucky man know exactly what she wanted from him.

My freshman year changed dramatically one evening when I was studying in our floor’s lounge and saw her come in. I couldn’t help but stare and she caught me, looking me right in the eyes before I had a chance to avert my gaze and spare myself the embarrassment of being an ogling idiot. Surprisingly, she walked right over with a smile on her face.

“You’re the guy that lives next to me, right?”

I smiled sheepishly, nodded, and looked away, unable to conceal my embarrassment at being seen staring so brazenly. She looked amazing in a tank top and tight sweatpants, and as an 18 year old guy I had little control over my hormones.

“I’ll bet you can hear me fucking, can’t you?”

She certainly had no trouble being direct. “Sometimes,” was all I could muster.

“Do you like it? Does it make your cock hard to hear me getting fucked?”

Hearing those words was enough to make me hard, so I moved my books over my crotch as I looked up to answer her. I quickly pondered how honest my answer should be. If I admitted my real feelings would she laugh at me and possibly make fun of me for the rest of the year? Would she be flattered?

“Yes, it turns me on to hear you get fucked.”

“I thought so. You’re turned on right now, aren’t you?” She looked at my crotch as she asked and I simply nodded, knowing there was no need to give voice to my obvious desire.

The most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen crossed her face in that moment, and a little part of me fell completely in love with this bold, beautiful girl. She could sense the power she had over me and she chose to capitalize on it.

“Next time my boyfriend fucks me I’m going to give you a little surprise after we’re done. No cumming while you listen though, okay?”

I nodded, my mind racing to figure out what surprise she could possibly have in store for me. Later that night the familiar sounds of sex erupted from the room next door, though it seemed like she was being a little louder than usual. Perhaps knowing she had an audience brought out the performer in her.

Ten minutes after it started they were finished, their orgasms complete. I heard her door shut just a few minutes later, presumably as her boyfriend departed. Shortly thereafter there was a knock on my door. I answered eagerly, standing behind it to hide my erection just in case it wasn’t her. Thankfully, my beautiful dorm neighbor was indeed at my door.

She wore cute pink pajama shorts and a tank top with no bra underneath, her hard nipples poking through. She came into my room without being invited, taking charge immediately.

“Take your clothes off and lay down in bed,” she ordered.

I complied without question, guided by a wild desire for the surprise she had promised. My throbbing erection pointed towards the ceiling as I took my position in bed. She stripped to just her white cotton panties and moved to the side of the bed. She gently ran her fingers over my skin, each touch an electric pleasure.

“You’re going to taste me tonight,” she said as she climbed on top of me and straddled my face, her panty-covered pussy hovering just inches from my mouth.

She lowered her hips and instantly I could feel wetness against my lips. Her juices had begun to soak through her underwear and my tongue practically leapt from my mouth to taste her. Saltiness tickled my taste buds and my cock grew rock hard at the idea of pleasuring the pussy of this gorgeous girl.

“You’re going to taste my boyfriend too,” she said as our eyes met and she reached down to pull her panties aside. Right as she exposed her beautiful pussy, I realized what she meant. Her boyfriend had cum inside her and now I was going to eat his semen.

At first I panicked, not wanting to do something so gross. That lasted only a few moments though, as my submissive desires took over and arousal surged through my body at the idea of cleaning another man’s cum from her cunt.

Her pussy lips looked swollen and sticky as she pulled her pretty panties aside and I couldn’t help but dive in. I pushed my tongue as deep inside her as possible, relishing the taste of the creampie leaking out of her hole. I licked feverishly and she moaned loudly, the same moans I had been hearing through my walls all year. His cum dripped onto my tongue and down my throat as her hands slipped into my hair and pulled me hard up into her.

“Clean his cum from me. Clean him out of my cunt!” she yelled, loud enough for anyone near my door to hear. I didn’t care though. I was far too busy licking another man’s creampie from her perfect pussy and tasting his thick seed with my eager tongue.

My cock raged as I licked, though I concentrated only on her cunt instead of reaching to masturbate. She began grinding on my face, riding me to a loud orgasm before pulling her panties back in place and sliding off of me.

“That was incredible,” she said with a hazy smile. “I think you’re going to be my cum eating pussy cleaner for the rest of the year.” She headed for the door, grabbed the handle, and turned to me to say, “I hope you’re a hungry boy, because my boyfriend really likes fucking me.”

I was.