The Beginning of the Pam Story
Wow! I can’t believe I haven’t written in here for so long. So much has happened. It’s been a crazy week. And you won’t believe how it started on Monday. You know I have chem class in the afternoons. Well, last Monday, Dr. Brown didn’t show up. We later found out it was because his wife just went into labor, but no one told us, so we all just sat in the lecture hall for 15 minutes and left. Actually, I was kind of happy about that because I don’t like chem. I went back to the dorm and decided to do some organizing.
I had a whole bunch of miscellaneous things in boxes in the back of my closet, and I went in there to get some stuff out. You know, there are a lot of bad things I can say about the dorms here at Rollins, but one good thing is they give you plenty of room in the closets, so I was quite comfortable sitting on the closet floor. But the thing is, the door to the closet backs right up against the door to the room, so that to open one you have to close the other.
Well, while I’m in there sorting through shoes, suddenly the room door swings open and shuts the closet door. Not quite all the way, its left open just a crack. And my roommate Pam comes in. But before I can shout and say “Hey, you shut me in the closet,” I realized she was not alone. She was with some guy. Pam locked the door and said, “We’re all alone now.” And the guy said “Don’t you have a roommate?” And Pam said, “She’s in class, she won’t be back for an hour.” Pam knew my schedule of course but she didn’t know that class was canceled.
I don’t know why I didn’t make a sound and let them know I was there, but I didn’t. I guess I was too curious about Pam. I could see through the little crack in the closet door. The guy started kissing Pam and fondling her breasts through her t-shirt. Damn, I thought, this is the girl who told me she was a virgin and would stay one until she got married?
Then I was in for another shock because I suddenly realized who the guy was. It was this boy Brian who is in my religion class. And I know from the comments he’s made in class that he’s a very religious guy who believes in a strict interpretation of the Bible and that only the Christian religion is the right religion. I know Pam is part of a weekly Bible-study group on campus and thinking back on it, I think I remember Brian once saying something about it in class, so I guess that’s how they met.
Anyway, I stayed in the closet and watched with amazement while they sat on Pam’s bed and Brian took off her shirt as they kissed. He fiddled with her bra strap and seemed to have a little trouble. (I had to put my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing aloud.) Then Pam reached back and undid it for him. He started sucking her breasts wildly and Pam started moaning. I confess it was rather exciting for me to witness, like when I saw Pam playing with herself a few weeks ago. But even more hot. I was also afraid of being discovered. Was it too late to jump out of the closet and say, like Frederic in “The Pirates of Penzance,” “Stop… I feel it is my duty to inform you … that your proceedings will not go unwitnessed.” And I figured it was probably too late for that. I figured I’d just stay and watch and sneak out later.
So I stayed and watched them undress and caress each other and get totally naked. Brian had a long cock, but thin. Pam was sucking it but couldn’t take all of it in her mouth. Then the two started fucking and they were moaning a lot. And screaming. I think Pam orgasmed several times. To be honest, it got me quite hot and bothered. And at some point along the line, I realized this was not the first time they had done it. They were far too comfortable with each other. Pam had obviously lied about being a virgin, but why?
I didn’t time it. Was it ten minutes? Fifteen minutes? Twenty minutes? Brian came in her. (And I don’t think he was wearing any protection.) The two collapsed naked on the bed. By that time I was feeling quite uncomfortable because I had been on my knees on the closet floor for a long time. And after witnessing that, I really needed to go to the bathroom to get myself off. I thought maybe now would be a good time to make a break for it.
As quietly as I could, I got up and slowly opened the closet door and tip-toed to the room door. But before I could open it, I heard a shout, “Denise!” Pam had seen me. Caught, I turned around. She grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around her and Brian. Before I could say anything, she said, “This isn’t what it looks like. We weren’t doing anything. We were just napping.” And Brian said, “And we’re not naked.” I looked at their clothes on the floor. Was I supposed to laugh? It was then that I realized they were more embarrassed than I was. I had thought I was the offender for being a “peeping tomina” but to them they were the offenders for violating their religious commitment to no sex before marriage. When I realized I had the upper hand, I thought I could take advantage and I said, “Shame on you two!” But unfortunately I couldn’t say it with a straight face and just started laughing.
And I knew that I just had to get out of there. So without another word, I left. I ran down the hall and decided to get as far away as I could. I went to the library because it’s on the far side of campus.
I sat on one of the comfortable couches behind the third floor stacks for a while, to calm down. It’s pretty private up there-hardly anyone ever goes to that part of the library. Soon I had stopped blushing and calmed down. All that remained was my horniness. So I went into the ladies room and into one of the stalls. I pulled down my jeans and my panties and started rubbing away. Thinking about Pam and Brian playing with each other, I came three times.
Okay, I have to go now. This is a good stopping place. I’ll write the rest of what happened later.
I had a whole bunch of miscellaneous things in boxes in the back of my closet, and I went in there to get some stuff out. You know, there are a lot of bad things I can say about the dorms here at Rollins, but one good thing is they give you plenty of room in the closets, so I was quite comfortable sitting on the closet floor. But the thing is, the door to the closet backs right up against the door to the room, so that to open one you have to close the other.
Well, while I’m in there sorting through shoes, suddenly the room door swings open and shuts the closet door. Not quite all the way, its left open just a crack. And my roommate Pam comes in. But before I can shout and say “Hey, you shut me in the closet,” I realized she was not alone. She was with some guy. Pam locked the door and said, “We’re all alone now.” And the guy said “Don’t you have a roommate?” And Pam said, “She’s in class, she won’t be back for an hour.” Pam knew my schedule of course but she didn’t know that class was canceled.
I don’t know why I didn’t make a sound and let them know I was there, but I didn’t. I guess I was too curious about Pam. I could see through the little crack in the closet door. The guy started kissing Pam and fondling her breasts through her t-shirt. Damn, I thought, this is the girl who told me she was a virgin and would stay one until she got married?
Then I was in for another shock because I suddenly realized who the guy was. It was this boy Brian who is in my religion class. And I know from the comments he’s made in class that he’s a very religious guy who believes in a strict interpretation of the Bible and that only the Christian religion is the right religion. I know Pam is part of a weekly Bible-study group on campus and thinking back on it, I think I remember Brian once saying something about it in class, so I guess that’s how they met.
Anyway, I stayed in the closet and watched with amazement while they sat on Pam’s bed and Brian took off her shirt as they kissed. He fiddled with her bra strap and seemed to have a little trouble. (I had to put my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing aloud.) Then Pam reached back and undid it for him. He started sucking her breasts wildly and Pam started moaning. I confess it was rather exciting for me to witness, like when I saw Pam playing with herself a few weeks ago. But even more hot. I was also afraid of being discovered. Was it too late to jump out of the closet and say, like Frederic in “The Pirates of Penzance,” “Stop… I feel it is my duty to inform you … that your proceedings will not go unwitnessed.” And I figured it was probably too late for that. I figured I’d just stay and watch and sneak out later.
So I stayed and watched them undress and caress each other and get totally naked. Brian had a long cock, but thin. Pam was sucking it but couldn’t take all of it in her mouth. Then the two started fucking and they were moaning a lot. And screaming. I think Pam orgasmed several times. To be honest, it got me quite hot and bothered. And at some point along the line, I realized this was not the first time they had done it. They were far too comfortable with each other. Pam had obviously lied about being a virgin, but why?
I didn’t time it. Was it ten minutes? Fifteen minutes? Twenty minutes? Brian came in her. (And I don’t think he was wearing any protection.) The two collapsed naked on the bed. By that time I was feeling quite uncomfortable because I had been on my knees on the closet floor for a long time. And after witnessing that, I really needed to go to the bathroom to get myself off. I thought maybe now would be a good time to make a break for it.
As quietly as I could, I got up and slowly opened the closet door and tip-toed to the room door. But before I could open it, I heard a shout, “Denise!” Pam had seen me. Caught, I turned around. She grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around her and Brian. Before I could say anything, she said, “This isn’t what it looks like. We weren’t doing anything. We were just napping.” And Brian said, “And we’re not naked.” I looked at their clothes on the floor. Was I supposed to laugh? It was then that I realized they were more embarrassed than I was. I had thought I was the offender for being a “peeping tomina” but to them they were the offenders for violating their religious commitment to no sex before marriage. When I realized I had the upper hand, I thought I could take advantage and I said, “Shame on you two!” But unfortunately I couldn’t say it with a straight face and just started laughing.
And I knew that I just had to get out of there. So without another word, I left. I ran down the hall and decided to get as far away as I could. I went to the library because it’s on the far side of campus.
I sat on one of the comfortable couches behind the third floor stacks for a while, to calm down. It’s pretty private up there-hardly anyone ever goes to that part of the library. Soon I had stopped blushing and calmed down. All that remained was my horniness. So I went into the ladies room and into one of the stalls. I pulled down my jeans and my panties and started rubbing away. Thinking about Pam and Brian playing with each other, I came three times.
Okay, I have to go now. This is a good stopping place. I’ll write the rest of what happened later.