Nate's Adventure - with voting!

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SCENE 7: NATE'S ROOM

Nate quickly opened the door to his dorm room and closed it quickly behind him. Charlotte quickly stepped in front of him and grabbed his hair right above his sideburns. She slowly twisted his thick lockes, staring up at him, her object of lust, with a devilish fire in her eyes.

Nate looked down. With a quick scooping motion, he threw both of his hands around her ass and picked her up. She was so tiny, it was like nothing for him. He held her up at eye level, and they began kissing.

These kisses weren’t kisses of passion or love. They were merely of lust. Nate squeezed her ass hard. She apparently enjoyed it, and, in kind, bit his bottom lip firmly. She playfully yanked it between her teeth, sending shivers of pleasure and pain through Nate.

Nate, with some force, but not enough to make too much noise, set her down on his bed. He quickly then stood up and pulled off his shirt quickly. At the same time, Charlotte pulled her shirt off, revealing a very cute black bra holding her perky B-cup breasts in place.

Nate dived in, back on top of her. They began kissing, tongues darting in and out. Charlotte’s hands quickly began exploring, groping Nate’s muscular frame. Nate’s lips did the same, proceeding down to her supple neck. He could hear her moan softly, so he decided to turn up the intensity. With her mouth so close to his ear, she started whispering to him.

“God, you’re so fuckin hot. I’m gonna ravage you. I want to fuck your brains out.”

Man, why is it always the quiet ones? Nate thought, as he continued to kiss her neck. He reached behind her to slowly, unhinging her bra straps.

Charlotte yanked her bra off, revealing her cute, perky breasts to Nate. They had little cute nipples, the sight of which turned Nate on even more. He began to slowly suck on each breast.

Charlotte, meanwhile, let her hands continue to explore. Somehow she had managed to get her hand low enough to almost reach his bulge. Nate looked up at her face, waiting for the moment she got her hand on it.

Charlotte’s eyes widened like she had just been electrified. She stopped moving for just a split second, then immediately started working her pants off.

Nate took a second to stand up and survey the situation. Here was this little girl struggling to get her tight jeans off, whom he had just met a few hours ago.

College rules.

“Enough foreplay.” She commanded. She leaned over in front of him and began to unzip his pants. Nate helped her out, eager to get themselves both completely nude.

As she pulled his boxers down, his huge thick member flopped out right in front of her face.

“Wow that’s big!” She exclaimed. She put both her hands around it. “Wow, its way longer than both of my hands! I can’t even grip it!”

All this flattery was turning Nate even more on. He slid a hand down to her panties. The tight little boy shorts she was wearing were soaked. This girl was easy to get going. She lifter her legs up in front of him, allowing him to pull her panties off with one quick motion.

The two just stared at each other for a second. Nate removed a condom from his jeans lying on the floor. He took a second to carefully slide it over his throbbing member. Then, it was on. Instinct took over. This was no tender love making. This was fucking.

Nate grabbed Charlotte by her ankles. Spreading her legs as wide as possible, he climbed on top of her, using his hand to guide his big prick into her pussy. She winced as he stuck the head in. Her pussy was amazingly tight; Nate figured she had probably never been with a guy of his size before.

“don’t hold back” Charlotte ordered. “Don’t be nice. I want to be FUCKED.”

That was all it took. Nate drove his cock in. Every inch expanding her; Charlotte’s breathing grew heavy as Nate pumped his dick in and out, like a steam powered machine. Charlotte threw her hands around his back, digging her nails into his flesh. She knew tons of little tricks to turn guys on, and this one was working very well.

“ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod” Charlotte let out, as Nate grunted and pumped away. Sweat was beading up on their bodies, giving their skin a powerful glow in the low lamplight.

Nate, whilst still jackhammering away at her tight, dripping, hot pussy, progressively pushed her legs more forward, till her knees were close to her chest. He could feel his mammoth swollen cock pushing deeper into her than ever. She was now panting widly, grasping at his sheets.

“FUCK I’M GONNA CUM FUCK OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKOH” How could this little girl, who was so shy and quiet, turn into this raging sex machine? Nate didn’t have time to ponder the question, as he was too busy getting her off with the utmost intensity.

Nate pulled out. “Ok, time to ride it,” He said.

Without a word, like some sort of dance, rehearsed hundreds of times, Nate lied down on his back as Charlotte straddled his big swollen pole. Without hesitation, she impaled her juicy cunt on Nate’s spear.

Charlotte’s tiny hands clenched on to Nate’s broad shoulders, gripping them as tight as her tiny hands would allow. Nate looked down in amazement, watching Charlotte grind her hips down, riding his cock with the an unholy inensity.

It wouldn’t be too much longer. Nate was breathing hard. He grunted out “Baby I’m gonna come soon!” As if some form of cue, Charlotte upped the intensity of her humping to another level, throwing Nate off guard. Her tightness, her vocality, sent Nate over the edge, as he finished. He could feel a geyser of cum eject from the tip of his penis. This orgasm was very intense, and lasted longer than he expected.

“Are you done?” Charlotte asked.

“Yeah, that was great.” Nate replied.

“Yeah it was. I may have to partake again.” Charlotte said. She hopped off his bed and started getting dressed. Nate was a little shocked. He thought that she might want to stay over. Shrugging it off, he grabbed his boxers and slid them on. She had just gotten her jeans and bra on when there was a shaking of the door knob.

A short, slight young fellow walked in the room, obliviously flipping on the lights. Nate and Charlotte froze. This awkwardly dressed guy must be Nate’s roommate.

They all stood in their tracks, unsure of what to do…

“Uhh… Hey I’m Nate. I’m your roommate!”

Nate woke up that next morning around 9 am. Things at college were off to a great start. He had already met a hot girl who was wild in bed. He had already made two drinking buddies. And, if you can consider it a positive, he had already made a funny story.

It was the day before the first day of classes. Nate hopped out of bed and decided to go down to the cafeteria before he went out. He still had to pick up his text books, something he was dreading. How can books be so expensive, he thought to himself.

The cafeteria was pretty empty. There were only a few coeds sitting lifeless throughout; their energy appearing to have been drained by late night inebriation. Nate got a big plate of eggs and some cereal, and began looking around for a place to sit. Then, he spotted her.

Amber sat across the cafeteria, by herself, flipping through a newspaper. Nate mustered up some courage and walked next to her table.

“Whoa, Wall Street Journal? Pretty impressive.” Nate joked.

“Yeah, I try to read a couple of newspapers everyday.” She responded. “Wanna join me?”

“Sure do.” Nate said while pulling a chair out.

“So what do you think of your roomie?” She asked nonchalantly, not looking away from her paper. Nate chuckled to himself.

“Oh, he’s pretty cool. We haven’t talked much yet.” He said.

Their conversation continued for around forty minutes, until Amber dropped this little bombshell.

“Hey, I’m checking out the shopping district this morning for an hour or so. Wanna come along?”

Nate took a second to review the scenario: He still had to get textbooks.


***OK readers. Should Nate go with Amber, or go get his books?***

Well i know most people are going to say go with Amber but i wanna see things going in a different direction!


I say get the books because i think that could leave it open for a twist.



Good story so far!

Get the books!

As the author of several books and screenplays. you may wish to reconsider words, like "Bro" Dude" and lines like "so like". Just trying to be helpful. Keep on writing, it's fun.

As a recent college graduate and as a 22 year old, I say your books/scripts don't mean shit. I understand your attempt at constructive criticism but seriously it's college, lines like bro/dude/so like/etc are realistic. I think the dialogue has helped make this story so far.

So, please continue the dialogue the way you're writing it and I say he goes and gets his books, but gets her # as well, so he can go shopping with her another day.

I meant no disrespect to the author. He asked for criticism.

Is this story going to continue?

of course he should go with amber. why the fuk would we care about his grades?

It sure takes long.... :(