One Friday night, my roommate Becky and I were in our dorm room getting ready to go to a party down the street. It was just after finals, so we were ready to just have a good time with no tests or homework hanging over our heads. I had felt incredibly horny all day, and decided that I really wanted to get fucked tonight. I'm about 5'6", natural blonde hair and green eyes, pale skin, 32D-24-33.
I noticed my hand shaking as I reached for the door and stopped to pull myself together. I couldn't believe I was doing this. I kept thinking if I was so scared how's he feeling. Poor little guy. But then this is what he'd wanted.
He's my college roomie and at 5' 6" he really is just a little guy, but cute as a button. At least I think so. Me? I tower above him like nobody's business, by an entire foot if you can believe it. He's a skinny guy with these graceful moves sort of like a dancer. He may not be a muscle bound jock but I really go for his looks.