East Hall Showers (Main storyline)

As usual, Mark was exhausted getting home from training. He felt his hamstrings tighten, making it difficult to walk up the main staircase in East Hall.

Sore, battered and bruised, he was made to work hard, trying to meet that standards that Billy Hawkins was trying to set at Heathrow. However, he had to admit that he was one hell of a Quarter Back, certainly would be able to put Bryce to shame if they ever went head to head. It meant Mark couldn’t complain.

After all, he did want success too, the tiredness of losing game after game had been kicking in.

Slowly, he made his way to Room 108. Twisting the door handle, he realised it had been locked from inside.

That meant one thing to Mark.

Inside that room, his roommate Matt was busy under the sheets, screwing his girlfriend Cassidy. He decided to confirm this by pressing his ear up against the front of the door.

‘Damn it,” he muttered to himself as he heard the sounds of a bed shaking and the light moaning coming from Cassidy’s mouth.

Mark slumped up against the wall as he knew all he could do was wait. Knowing his roommate well enough, Matt would be finished in no more than another three or four minutes.

Up against the wall, he checked his watch.

5 minutes later, the sounds of moaning hadn’t stopped and the door was still locked.

Another 5 minutes after that, still going.

Of course it was now that he had decided to last a long time in the bedroom with Cassidy. They didn’t seem like they were stopping anytime soon either which made Mark consider knocking on the door, ruining the moment and hurrying them up.

Before he had a chance to do so, a familiar face stopped in front of him in the hallway, with a rack even more familiar.

“What are you doing out here?” Winter chuckled.

“Matt and Cassidy are going at it in there.”

Winter had her light brown hair tossed back in a ponytail, something she rarely did. She had on dark coloured leggings a black athletic singlet over a white sports bra that protected her heavy chest. It was clear by her similar sweaty nature to Mark that she had been busy either at the gym or going for a run somewhere else on campus.

“So you’ve got a bit of spare time on your hands then?” she asked him.

He looked up at her to see a cheeky smirk on her pretty face.

“What are you suggesting?” he slowly asked.

She put her hand out in front of him, encouraging Mark to reach out and grab it. He did so as she pulled him back on his feet and started to lead him away from the door, “You can leave your bag, I’m sure nobody here will touch it.”

The palm of her hand was warm and at a little sweaty but so were his. She continued to walk down the hallway, turning a corner and then stopping as they approached the East Hall female bathroom.

Straight away, Mark figured where this was heading.

She turned around to face him and before he knew it, Winter’s tongue was inside Mark’s mouth. The brunette’s soft hands came to the back of his head as she pulled him in.

Her kiss was electric, plenty of passion with the warmth of her breath. Mark put his hands on her body and the two became one as their bodies collided together.

They were standing out in the middle of the hallway, passionately kissing, Mark wanted to take this to Winter’s dorm room so he pulled his head away. Before he could tell her where he wanted to go, Winter had other ideas.

She went for the door of the female bathrooms, grabbing a hold of Mark’s hand again.

“Woah, woah, woah,” he whispered to her as he tried to pull himself back, “I can’t go in there, it’s almost a certainty that there are girls in there right now changing or showering.”

Winter had her right palm pressing against the door, looking back at his hesitant expression. She smirked at him, “Don’t be a pussy… thats not like you.”

Challenged, he felt his masculinity and inner ego kicking in.

“If we get caught, I’m blaming you,” he warned her.

A bright smile lit up her face, “Knew you couldn’t resist…”

Just like that, Winter flung the door open and pulled Mark inside. Being dragged through the changing room area of the bathroom, Mark was relieved to see that nobody was out in the middle of it changing. Not that he didn’t want to see other half naked college girls inside but the last thing he wanted was them going straight to Ali to make a complaint about him.

However, the sounds of water running from another shower stall was evidence they weren’t alone. The steam was rising from the top of the stall but Winter took no notice of it as she began undressing Mark right there and then, outside of a shower stall.

She ripped through his clothes like they were nothing until Mark was completely naked. Even he was amazed how quickly she got him out of his gear.

Winter then put her finger to her lips, letting him know to stay quiet as she pulled up her white athletic singlet over her head. Following the singlet, her athletic shorts were next to fall, adding to the pile of clothes below them.

The brunette poked her thumbs in the side of her white cotton panties, quickly sliding them down her beautiful creamy white thick thighs. Mark’s cock had begun to rise, now staring at the front of her bald shaven pussy lips.

She looked him in the eye, licking her lips as her hands came back up to her chest. They grabbed a hold of the bottom of her sports bra, the girl smirking as she did so, knowing the assets she possessed.

Carefully, she pulled the sports bra up and over her head, freeing up her large breasts. It didn’t matter how many times he saw her boobs, he loved every time she got them out as much as the last time. The way they bounced out and giggled, crashing against one another was a thing of beauty.

Her beautiful pink nipples hardened slightly in front of him. Those spectacular large globes were glistened by a certain amount of sweat, making everything about them even more erotic.

Without warning, his hands reached out in front of him to grab them. With one hand on each breast he squeezed and let them slip and roll around in the palm of his hands.

“Come on,” she mouthed to him, starting to step backwards.

Winter opened up the nearest shower stall and Mark followed her inside like a little puppy dog. Her ass from behind was always just as impressive but it never stole the attention away from her magnificent breasts.

The taps flicked on and hot water began to run from above them. They placed themselves underneath the shower head as their hands resumed groping one another. He could feel her right hand gripping tightly to his hard member that was begging to be touched.

They made out, trying to be quiet but the hornier they got, the less aware they were of the noises they were making. They bumped up against the tiled shower wall as both flight for control.

“Get your knees and lick me out,” she quietly demanded Mark.

Winter wanted to be in control tonight, she asssited him down to the ground by pressing his shoulders downwards. Mark didn’t have a choice in the matter but what was he complaining for, he was now kneeling in front of her delicious wet bald pussy.

He could smell her scent even before he was face to face with her cunt, Mark started slow, stretching his tongue out to lick the juices off that had already started to leak. He teased her as much as he could while grabbing onto her round behind for balance.

“Mmm in…” she moaned very quietly as she grabbed the back of his head with her two hands, pushing him right up against her vagina.

Just the total control she was now possessing had Mark turned on to a new level, his cock aching with how hard it was.

As charming and stunning as she was, in most circumstances Winter wasn’t a naturally dominant sexual person. She had always preferred for Mark to make the first move. For Mark to be the one in charge.

But ever since the last summer holidays before their Junior Year, things had changed…