Your room with Alaina

The three of you walked back to the dorm building. "You guys coming back to the party?" Greg asks.

"Sorry, we're going to my room." You say. "No need for apologies, I understand completely." He says, winking.

You open your door and let Alaina in. "Wow, your room is pretty nice." She says. "Mine is all messy. I don't know how you guys keep your rooms nice." She adds.

Your room was pretty average. Rock band posters, an electric guitar, a TV and an Xbox, a desk in the corner, a large bed, a drawer for your clothes and all the other stuff average rooms would have.

"Well, are you ready?" You ask. "Duh." Alaina says. You noticed her more sassy side come out tonight. You liked it. She started to pull off her shirt, and stepped out of her black leggings. "Alaina, you look so good tonight." You say.

"Don't I always?" She asks. "Fair enough." You reply.

She takes her bra off, revealing those perky little teardrop breasts, and pulls her panties down. You loved her shaven body, not too curvy, but curvy enough to satisfy.

You were getting hard staring at her hot body again. You unbuckled your jeans and stepped out of them, the bulge in your boxers so obvious, and you pulled them down, and took your shirt off.

"So, how to you want to do this?" You ask Alaina.

"Cowgirl was fun, let's do some proper foreplay though." She says. "Wanna fuck my tits?"