“It is hot in here.” “Oh do you need a blanket?” (495 hits)
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Submitted by jakesak (View user info) at 2004-11-23 23:33:03 EST
Well during my 45 day drinking binge which included 3 pool parties and weekly beer pong games, all within a two person dorm room, I had the opportunity for the greatest thing in life: A Threesome.
It all started on a Thursday some time in May, or was it the 20 some odd days when I first drank to make it 45 days in a row, or was it when I first got to college in summer. No it was a Thursday in May. My roommate and the drinking buddy down the hall were pledging at a Frat, and being moocher I am, I tagged along. Frats normally aren't my thing, but the offer of free beer and the possibly of making an ass out of myself persuaded to go. Along with us came two more alcoholics from upstairs, one brought his girlfriend, or fuck buddy as he called her, she in turn brought two of her friends. The other guy brought his game, HA ok I lied, he has no game, but he still came.
So the story is set, we get there and start drinking. After a few I am feeling quite nice, being my liver has given up on me some 3 days before. So another tagalong comes up to me asking if I want to go back to the dorm, he has a final the next day. Me thinking he is planning on walking alone back, I agree to walk him back and hopefully avoid the cops that tackle you when you walk away, when they say "STOP". And yes they tackle hard, and get grass stains on your pants, BASTARDS. Anyways he finds the other two guys, who live upstairs, to walk him home with the dude's slut and her nonslutty friends.
On the walk back I ask the girl's two friends where they are going to sleep; they say they will share a mattress upstairs. I simply say I have a fold out futon in my room and they are more than welcome to crash there.
Skip forward...we stumble into the dorm. The two chicks, I offered my room to, go check on their friend who can't breathe or something, I didn't know or care, and I go to my room and get ready to sleep. In my shorts, and contacts out, I hear a knock, and it is both asking if they can sleep on the futon. I say sure, but I got to take a piss so they can pull out the futon themselves.
I come back happy as a clam: I am drunk again, I am not puking, I am ready to sleep, I am going to skip class tomorrow, and I am going to do it all again tomorrow.
Then I opened the door, on the pullout, I saw two asses in panties laying there. I stop there, stunned not knowing what to do; I closed the door and stared. Then 5 seconds later, I hear giggles coming from them and they looked at me and said the words I will never forget:
"Hehe, we were hot"
And my return:
"Oh you want a blanket?"
They then looked at me as said no. I then turned off the light and crawled into bed. I then had an epiphany: There are two chicks less than 5 feet from me with out pants on. I could get laid, or watch some sweet lesbian action! I then fell asleep. Hell I was tired and a happy drunk and in bed. 5 feet is pretty far.
Then my roommate comes back, and later informs me they put their pants back on before he got back. That and my girlfriend at the time was pretty pissed when she heard two chicks were spending the night in my room and she was not one of them. Also I hung up on her when she kept asking questions late at night.
Later I found out personally that one had hairy nipples and did not shave anywhere. Me being not as quite pissed that I missed my opportunity, seeing I would not pay much attention to her anyways.
Moral: Hairy nipples are bad.
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Submitted by mazman23 (user info) at 2004-11-24 12:20:52 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
+2 For a kick as story
-2 For Me sitting here at work wishing I was back in school. It always pissed me off when the summer or winter break rolled around beucase I would have to go home and not be at school.
Submitted by Iago (user info) at 2004-11-24 06:32:11 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Excellent first post. Thats a rarity.
Submitted by Impassive-Digressive (user info) at 2004-11-24 03:09:03 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
So as far as your story goes, nipple hairs would be considered "moral fibers" huh?
Give me a break, I've been at work all day and I'm tired.
Submitted by Tigre (user info) at 2004-11-23 23:40:19 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I've learned that moral many-a-times.
I keep urging Fat tony to shave them..but he never does..