| Straight: College: Dorm Dreams (1/3) |
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Walking back into her dorm room after seeing the movie, Lindsey couldn’t help but feel a little sad that there wasn’t a man out there like Tom Lefroy for her. A handsome blue eyed dark haired Irishman from nineteenth century England would not break down her door and have his way with her. Lindsey sighed at the sexual thought of such a man full of passion, lust, and love. Gathering her washcloth and toothbrush, she headed toward the bathroom to get ready for bed—leaving her door open. Clean face and brushed teeth were crossed off her nightly routine. The weather had been hotter than usual, so Lindsey decided that tonight a tank top and playful underwear would do in the summer heat. Before changing she played some music to cheer her up and comfort her. The music seductively filled the speakers. Swaying back and forth Lindsey began removing her clothes in a striptease act for an imaginary gentleman. Yet, a set of eyes watched her from a hidden spot in her room. Savoring what they observed. Her body flowed like clouds in sky after a summer storm. Her voice filled the small room too. Giggling at herself she removed her t-shirt and threw in on the bed. Next she slipped out of her jeans with a more seductive vixen look on her face, but the soft innocent return to her eyes as she coyly took off her bra. The eyes hidden watched the act struggling to breathe steadily. Finding herself suddenly turned on slightly by the act, Lindsey put her dirty clothes away and pulled a black tank top from her dresser drawer. She set the tank top on the opposite bed—she had a single room with an extra set of furniture including a bed. Pulled the covers back, turned off the lights, opened the curtains to let the night shine in her room, and laid on the bed. Taking down her hair she let her out a soft moan. Her hand dangled from the bed in search of a box that held a pleasurable toy. Lindsey had grown to enjoy being single with the help of a vibrator. The stranger pulled away from her hand fearing that he might be discovered. He noticed the box and had not opened it, but pushed it forward curiosity growing with his arousal. Finding what she was looking for, Lindsey retrieved the purple penis shaped vibrator from the box. The stranger felt his own penis throb and push against his jeans. She turned on the toy so that a low hum filled the quiet room. Lindsey closed her eyes as she rubbed the vibrating toy over her erect nipples. Moaning in pleasure, the stranger climbed out from under Lindsey’s bed and sat in a chair close to the bed where Lindsey lay. He watched her bite her lip and arch her back at the toy’s vibrations on her nipples. He watched intrigued by the way she knew her body and how to get herself turned on more. Pinching her nipples, Lindsey let out a little cry that drove the stranger crazy with desire. But he kept his cool and shifted so that the bulge in his jeans was relieved a little. His one arm rested across his face while the other rested on top with his index finger under his nose and thumb on chin. Deep in concentration, he gazed at the woman before him. Lindsey, oblivious to the stranger watching her, moved the toy down her stomach to the edge of her pink and blue hipster |
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