Straight Male / 42
Don't know if this is a dream or wish, more of something fun that kept going through my head at the time. I've messed around and had sex with my hot older sister for years, so, that wasn't it. She and I are great in that respect.
When we moved our niece and her friend to college, it was a steamy, sweaty weekend, and my hot sister dressed accordingly, wearing her short, white shorts and low-cut, loose black tank top, that she'd often tie up to her boobs if she got overheated. So, we had a sexy, beautiful woman, showing off a lot of skin, in a dorm room with no air conditioning. Besides myself eyeing her up at every turn, and playfully handling her, most every guy who passed the room looked in at her, said a cheesy hi, or made conversation. Not surprisingly, a lot of guys stopped when she was bent over, ass facing the door. Was a good show.
We had to switch out some bed hardware on one bed, and, not being familiar with the dorm building, I asked two passing guys (students) about it. They got one look at her, in those shorts and tied-up shirt, tits practically escaping, and offered us both to walk with them to an unused room that had beds in it. I wasn't surprised they wanted her, too. If not, only her, alone.
As the four of us entered the room, presumably used for storage, a third guy stopped by, so now, we had three, good-sized male students, myself, and Denise as the only, and well-exhibited female. They chatted, hit on her, threw out compliments and comments that had her smiling, and all I kept thinking about or forseeing was these guys closing and locking the door, trapping us inside, and trading her off on one of the beds. One guy on top of her, another on bottom as they pumped her from all angles, just using her. The thought wasn't violent or by force; In fact, I kind of thought she'd really be into it. Thinking of this happening once was one thing, but, my mind kept thinking of it, adding other guys into the mix and things they'd make her do.
On our long trip back home, we talked about the weekend, moving stuff, and all that, and Denise, who also loved driving comfy and had taken off her shirt to drive in a half-bra, mentioned "How about those horn dog guys when we got the bed rails? I thought they were all going to jump on me in that room!". I didn't want to tell her that was exactly what kept going through my mind. And more.
When we moved our niece and her friend to college, it was a steamy, sweaty weekend, and my hot sister dressed accordingly, wearing her short, white shorts and low-cut, loose black tank top, that she'd often tie up to her boobs if she got overheated. So, we had a sexy, beautiful woman, showing off a lot of skin, in a dorm room with no air conditioning. Besides myself eyeing her up at every turn, and playfully handling her, most every guy who passed the room looked in at her, said a cheesy hi, or made conversation. Not surprisingly, a lot of guys stopped when she was bent over, ass facing the door. Was a good show.
We had to switch out some bed hardware on one bed, and, not being familiar with the dorm building, I asked two passing guys (students) about it. They got one look at her, in those shorts and tied-up shirt, tits practically escaping, and offered us both to walk with them to an unused room that had beds in it. I wasn't surprised they wanted her, too. If not, only her, alone.
As the four of us entered the room, presumably used for storage, a third guy stopped by, so now, we had three, good-sized male students, myself, and Denise as the only, and well-exhibited female. They chatted, hit on her, threw out compliments and comments that had her smiling, and all I kept thinking about or forseeing was these guys closing and locking the door, trapping us inside, and trading her off on one of the beds. One guy on top of her, another on bottom as they pumped her from all angles, just using her. The thought wasn't violent or by force; In fact, I kind of thought she'd really be into it. Thinking of this happening once was one thing, but, my mind kept thinking of it, adding other guys into the mix and things they'd make her do.
On our long trip back home, we talked about the weekend, moving stuff, and all that, and Denise, who also loved driving comfy and had taken off her shirt to drive in a half-bra, mentioned "How about those horn dog guys when we got the bed rails? I thought they were all going to jump on me in that room!". I didn't want to tell her that was exactly what kept going through my mind. And more.
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