Another year, another school wide lecture about campus sexual assault. Fortunately for the college, they can fit all of the on-campus students in the auditorium. After all, there are only about 1,200 matriculated students attending the college on any given school year. With a little less than half of those living on campus, it's not a stretch to think 600 students can all reluctantly sit down for like an hour for this awkward event. Although organized in the sense of having the speakers and such in a premeditated order, it was still very much a snafu. They even had a theater major created skit that felt so cringey and out of place, it was tangible to all in attendance. The whole thing was much more serious and poignant with a campus sexual assault having right at the end of the last school year. But while the rest of the students were all either listening intently, terrified of when and where the next one could take place, completely devoid of empathy and scoffing at the thought, or not even paying attention, me and Blue are in the back of the auditorium.
It started out fairly innocent, and I use fairly in a very loose, almost sarcastic way. But as the event kept going, and these women (and one man) were sharing their traumatizing stories, Blue was getting aroused, crushing my hand as she fingered herself to orgasm. I'm not one for public stuff, and the situation we're in would be worse than laughing at a funeral if we were caught, but even I couldn't take it anymore. I had a raging, throbbing erection held back, nearly painfully by my jeans. I swiftly pick her up and plop her on my lap and we begin making out. Now, I should have said this before, but we aren't even close to secluded. Even in the back of the auditorium, there are people sparsely seated around us. Luckily they weren't professors or staff, so they didn't make it a spectacle, but I had to go. Just as I mentioned we should leave, we looked up and half of the people were already out of the building. I retracted my statement, deciding it would behoove me to be one of the last few to leave.
Of the four exits, we take the rear most one. Not just because less people use that one, but also because the path to her dorm is the darkest. Her dorm is the farthest from the main campus grounds as well. I set that up because it adds to the danger. Less light makes it easier to get away with whatever debauchery you decide to partake in, but a longer walk makes it more likely that security would come by. So anyway, as soon as we leave the building I tackled her into some bushes. It's fall, but early fall so there's enough green grass and shrubbery that she isn't affected much by the fall, but she is taken by surprise. I press my full weight onto her and rip her leggings. My senior year of wrestling helped me traverse her body very easily while also keeping her down. Once she was fully locked in my chicken wing, the rest was easy. I rubbed the head of my penis up and down and around her vulva. Just as I expected, I didn't need and spit. Her pussy was waiting for me, calling. She allowed me in so easily, juxtaposed by her kicking and screaming. She eventually acquiesced about halfway through. Which made things a little easier and less likely to attract attention.
We switched positions once she was fully broken. I put my jacket on the bush and laid her back upon it. She wrapped her legs around me and I finished inside her. We embraced until she was done trembling and she pulled her panties up. I gave her the jacket to cover her ripped leggings, and ended up carrying her there because she was would leak cum faster if she had to walk. She let's me into her building and she goes to the bathroom to clean up. Only a few minutes go by before my primal and carnal urge to fuck her brains out come back and take control. The lock to her bathroom is only one of the ones that you can unlock with a fingernail. I barge in and bend her over the sink. She swings everything off of the countertop and scratches me a few times, so I switch up my strategy and drag her into the living area in a sleeper hold. I throw her onto the carpet and spank her ass three or four times leaving some good marks which I will come to admire later. Using her elbows and knees, she tries to inch away, however fruitless we both know it is.
I press my elbow into the back of her head and grab her hip bone with my other hand, plowing into her with much more force than I did outside. We both wrestle all over the carpet with my cock inside her at all times. She's leaking, so wet and sticky that I'm sliding in and effortlessly with the noises only arousing us further. Before I pull out, I grab a handful of hair and pin her head to the ground. I whip around and shove my cock in her mouth. It's not long before I finish in her throat. We embrace again, and the pain of all the rug burns sink in. Our lips don't want to part but eventually we separate them. Her eye contact is second to none. I could go again every time she gives me those eyes, but the roommates are gonna be back soon, so says the text she's reading. I get a long stare before she goes into the shower and I make my way over to my own dorm and hot shower. The rest of the time until our next meeting is spent rewatching all that transpired over and over in my head.