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Amy and I met in college, which was a time in my life that almost became my worst nightmare. It was saved by my freshman roommate, Alex.My freshman year, I lived in a dorm, as most do. I had been dreading it, since I really had no idea what living with a bunch of wild, unsupervised young men would be like, given my, um, physical non-conformities, so to speak. As a teenager, I’d been teased relentlessly. I wasn’t looking forward to more of the same.On move-in day, I got a lot of stares (leers), a lot of puzzled looks, a lot of “Hey, you know this is a guy’s floor, right?” Honestly, I didn’t blame them for that. You will know by now, dear reader, that my small stature and slight figure makes lots of people think I’m a girl at first glance. A-cup breasts didn’t help either. Or my plump, juicy ass and thighs and narrow waist. Oh, and ever since I’d first shaved my body for swimming in high school, I’ve been completely smooth below the eyebrows. I got addicted to the slippery, sexy feeling of my denuded body gliding through the water, and I try to experience it as often as I can. Nearly every day, in fact. I was never a good swimmer on account of my puny arms and shoulders, but I sure do enjoy it.And despite the humiliation it’s caused me, I love — love, love love — my body. Some people might have hidden it under baggy clothes, but not me. It helps that I’m a total slut for attention. It doesn’t matter what your gender or sexual orientation is. I want your eyes on me. And it’s not hard to achieve when you try to squeeze this girly body into men’s clothing. The results are often quite salacious.On this particular day, I was wearing a tight, plain white t-shirt, some old cutoff jeans, and old sneakers. My shirt did nothing to hide my erect nipples, which I didn’t mind. The cutoffs were more challenging. Either I could pull them up high and the bottom of my ass cheeks would be hanging out, or I could let them ride low and several inches of my ass crack would be visible whenever I bent over or sat down. I opted to pull them up, since it would show more of my bare ass flesh all the time, not just when sitting down or bending over. More skin equals more attention. No insta-ho has ever looked like more of a big booty snack than I did that day.I guess word about my idiosyncrasies got around pretty quick, because within a few hours the looks changed from lustful to puzzled, amused, or outright hostile. And people stopped talking to me, which was fine with me. Better to be ignored than mistreated.I was unpacking my stuff when in walked six-and-a-half feet of gleaming muscle in a tank top and shorts. His hair was brown, his eyes crystal blue. I was struck dumb for a second. I’m not gay, but I do fancy myself someone who can appreciate beauty wherever I come across it. This man was beautiful. Too bad I’m not gay, I thought.He looked at me, frowned, and looked at his phone.“Am I in the right…” He turned Haramidere escort bayan around to look at the door. “Yeah, 305. Is this Macalaster?”“Uh… umm… yeah, I uh…”He paused for a minute, then he shrugged. “Okay! So I guess you’re Bobbie.”“In the flesh!” I cocked my knee and put my arms out.He extended his hand to me. I reached out to shake it, and he pulled me into a tight bear hug.“I’m Alex. If we’re gonna be roomies, you’re getting the real thing,” he said very close to my ear. He smelled great. Sweat, pheromones, just a hint of cologne.He finished bringing his stuff in and was looking around the room. He walked over to the window.“Great view,” he said. A bunch of girls were playing volleyball in the quad below. I rolled my eyes. This could be a long year.“Look, I know I’m probably not what you expected…”He was still ogling the girls below. He responded somewhat absently.“Oh yeah, not what I expected at all. Shocked beyond belief.” I was getting nervous, but he said it so casually I didn’t quite know how to take it. He turned around and looked me up and down.“I really thought you’d be wearing a green shirt,” he said.I looked down at my white t-shirt. We both started laughing uncontrollably. As my breasts jiggled under my shirt, my hypersensitive nipples rubbed against the cotton fabric and hardened, causing my cheeks to flush and making me gasp and moan between chuckles.“Hahaha… Oh! Mmm…”This didn’t go unnoticed by Alex. I caught him getting an eyeful before he looked away. Of course, he was the perfect gentleman and didn’t say anything.We decided to go to the dining hall for a bite to eat, and I took the opportunity to tease Alex a little bit. I got a bowl of cherries and started eating them slowly while he plowed through his meatloaf and mashed potatoes.We had the usual get-to-know-you talk, and all the while I licked and sucked the cherries, moaning in satisfaction as I ate them. The table was blocking my view, so I couldn’t see all of my handiwork, but he did get flushed and shifted uncomfortably in his chair several times.At the same time, he told me about his background. He went to an elite East Coast prep school, where he was captain of the crew. He planned on joining the college team when winter conditioning started. I told him I’d been a swimmer.“Really? You don’t look like it. Most swimmers have broad shoulders.”It made me blush to hear him talk about my body like that. I shrugged.“I wasn’t very good, mind you. The only places I seem to put on muscle mass are my abs, legs, and ass.”“Abs, huh?” he said. “Can I see?”I smiled. I took a bite of a cherry, and some of the juice squirted onto my shirt.“Oh!” I said, my mouth open in feigned shock. I let it hang open as I locked eyes with him and whispered, “I’m such a ditz.”I took a napkin and dipped it in a glass of water. I looked down and tried to wipe the cherry juice off. Escort İkitelli It worked somewhat, but, predictably, it made my white shirt wet and transparent right over my right nipple, which was clearly visible now, staring lewdly at anyone who cared to cop a glance. I looked back at Alex, whispering still.“Well now, look what I’ve done.”He choked on a green bean, spit it out and started coughing. I smiled. He suddenly got up and turned around.“I gotta use the can!” he said over his shoulder. “I’ll meet you outside.”I put our trays on the conveyor belt that went to the dishwasher and went outside and sat on a bench, staring at my phone absently until he came back. It was hot, so I rolled up my t-shirt, exposing my midriff. It seemed like it took forever, but he eventually came out.He smiled when he saw me. I stood up and clasped my hands behind my back. I stretched them out behind me, arching my back and giving him an eyeful of my naked torso.“You all right, there, slugger?” I said, reaching up and punching him in the shoulder. He was well over a foot taller than my 5’3”. “You sure were in there a long time.”He smiled sheepishly.“I, uh, well, it took me a minute to get things started; let’s just say that.”“Mmm hmm,” I said with a grin. “Ya know, if you shake it more than twice, you’re playing with it.”“Well, maybe I was playing with it!”“Haha! Mmm… ohhh…”I turned my head away from him, biting my lower lip and picturing him stroking what I could only surmise was a massive dong. I shook my head and returned to the conversation.We walked back to the dorm, talking about nothing in particular. As soon as we got back, he took a shower and changed into some clean clothes. I thought I’d sneak a peek when he was changing, but he took his clothes with him to the bathroom down the hall. After that, he left for a crew off-season meeting and I decided to take a shower myself.The halls of the dorm were alive with people talking, joking, riding skateboards, listening to music. It was a pretty hectic scene, with lots of guys and gals milling around, nobody wearing too much clothing since it was still basically summer.I closed the door to our dorm room and stripped off my now-sweaty clothes. There was a full-length mirror on the door, and I stretched my arms towards the ceiling, looking at myself in the mirror. I smiled. This attention slut loves attention from no one more than myself.I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my torso, covering up my chest and just barely reaching low enough to cover my tiny little cock, which never gets bigger than three inches hard and is practically invisible otherwise. The creases at the bottom of my ass cheeks were visible, but I figured that was better than hanging brain. And let’s be honest, the thought of giving someone a cheap thrill has never deterred me.I walked to the bathroom, catching a few eyes but mostly being ignored, Çapa escort which was mildly disappointing. It’s not like I wanted to be harassed, but a few involuntary stares never hurt. Well, maybe I wanted to be harassed a little.I stepped into the shower and turned the water on. The cold water took my breath away and gave me gooseflesh. I’ve always loved that tingly rush from the shock of cold water hitting my titties in particular. As the water warmed up, I soaped my body, rubbing my nipples and my now-hard little cocklet. I could feel the water cascading down my back into my ass crack. I reached back and started rubbing the soap into it, eventually getting to my puckered little rosebud. Using the soap as lube, I worked one finger in, then two, then started probing for my prostate. Eventually, I found it and started rubbing, I closed my eyes. Climax was never far away when I did it this way. I moaned loudly.“Oh yeah, that’s it, moan for us, Bobbie!”My eyes shot open. I pulled back the curtain enough to see two young punks running out of the bathroom with my towel. I panicked. I didn’t bring any clothes with me. That towel was my only covering for getting back to my room. My cheeks flushed. I didn’t know what to do, and my horny brain wasn’t thinking too clearly, so I decided to run for it. I covered my boobs with one hand and my still hard but very dainty dicklet with the other, and ran down the hall.The laughs pealed forth as everyone watched my jiggly ass bound down the hall. I was so embarrassed. It didn’t take long to get to my room, but my shame was at maximum capacity when I did. My body was on fire. I ran through the door, slammed it, then ran over to my bed. Lying on my side facing the wall, I licked the two middle fingers of my right hand and shoved them unceremoniously in my ass. I didn’t even bother getting out my lube. It only took a few seconds before I was writhing and moaning like a whore as my dainty prick erupted. I’d never come so hard.As the arousal left me, the shame remained. Without even bothering to clean myself, I pulled my sheet over my body and lay on my side sobbing. And of course, just my luck, it was about this time that Alex returned.He came in the door humming a song.“Hey, Bobbie! Oh shit, I didn’t know you were asleep.” He was whispering now. “The lights were on, so I assumed…”“It’s okay, I’m awake,” I said, sniffling.“What’s wrong?”“I don’t want to talk about it.” I was still facing the wall, my back to him. I suddenly realized I couldn’t tell how much of my naked back and rear was exposed.“Okay, no pressure.” He threw his keys down and sat at his desk. I rolled over to face him, holding my sheet bunched up under my chin. I watched him play a video game on his computer for a while.“People suck,” I said.“Yeah,” he said, not looking away from the screen. “But not everyone swallows.”“Oh, shut up,” I said, with a slight smile. I paused for a good while. “I don’t know how I’m gonna make it in this dorm.”When I said that, he stopped what was doing and turned around.“What do you mean?” he said.“Well… not everybody accepts me. They give me weird looks, and I hear the remarks under their breath, even when I can see that some part of them likes what they see.”

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