College Stuff Ch. 02: Maddy's Dorm

Maddy selected her floor while waiting for a response. There was a brief moment of awkward silence in the elevator as Mack considered his answer. Maddy couldn't tell if he was shocked or just considering his schedule; it didn't matter, she didn't care if he said yes or no, it was a dumb question anyway. She knew she did truly want him to say yes but she'd never let him know that and refused to admit it to herself. Mack reached down and selected his own floor, Maddy was hit with a wave of disappointment that she couldn't ignore; she had to face the fact she really did want him to come with her. Maddy's disappointment turned into more aggravation as her frown became almost a scowl, she began to think to herself -I should tell him off... HE walks all this way and DOESN'T even want to-.

"Yeah sure I can come by, I need to drop my stuff off but I'll swing by just tell me the room number," Mack said in a voice that's more honest and caring than usual.

Maddy was hit with another wave of emotions but this time it was almost excitement and joy.

"Yeah! just come by I'm in room 416B," Maddy almost shouted.

Her face reached a rare warm smile as the elevator opened and she headed to her dorm. The two said brief goodbyes, they would see each other soon. Maddy walked to her room faster than usual with a cute smile. She was fighting the smile but losing quickly. She opened the door to her room. It was nothing special but sweet. A warm light came from the window across the room, a window that took up most of the wall, light came in and reflected off various decor to give a warm white natural lighting to the room. A lofted bed, a decent closet to the side, and a futon to serve as a couch. There were tasteful posters of various art and album covers with a mix of some fake plants. She threw her bag down as her head was a mess of thoughts about Mack, some wholesome some made her bite her lip. She looked around for something to do and passed the time but as she looked all she could notice was misplaced and misaligned things she meant to clean up. In a panic she started to clean things up but half way through her spontaneous cleaning her wave of blinding joy faded she snapped to.

"What the hell am I doing! The fuck and I worried about? it's just MACK!.. Why did I even invite him..," She said to herself.

She felt ashamed of how much she cared about what this classmate was thinking of her room. She took a seat on the futon and took out her phone. She was doing her best to not let Mack occupy her mind, but she impatiently waited, checking the time impatiently for Mack to show even though he likely had just now even made it to his room. She could only get Mack out of her mind so much, as her thoughts began to imagine the feel of his hands softly placed on her waist and sliding clothes off; her free hand began to slide under her clothes and softly to play with her clit.

She indulged in her fantasy more as she began to imagine seeing Mack's eyes look up to her as the bottom half of his face was buried into her pussy. She placed her phone down and began to focus on moving her fingers in and out of herself wet noises slowly got louder. Her mind began to blur as her messy bun became more messy and her face turned red just starting to sweat. She could feel her own juices get all over her hand and clothing as she rapidly pumped two fingers in and out of herself. Her other hand covered her mouth trying to keep any noises down to a minimum. Right before she was able to start climaxing she was startled by a knocking at the door. In a panic she pulled her hands out and snapped back too. Her two fingers were almost dripping fluid and without thinking she wiped it on the futon she was sitting on before going to the door to answer. Feeling her underwear stick, a slight wetness from her activities.

She swung the door open and this time successfully fought her urge to smile. She didn't greet Mack, just opened the door and walked to her desk not even looking at him, but she did notice there was a slight discoloration on the futon where she had cleaned her hand. She turned a little red worried Mack would say something, but she knew it was too late to fix it so she just took a seat in her chair and watched as Mack took a seat on the futon, not noticing he was sitting right where she masturbated and where she cleaned herself. Maddy watched as he took a seat, taking the time to look him up and down. The loose cut jeans with minor cuts and a well worn look. A large dark shirt that showed his collar bone and despite being short sleeved still came down to a few inches above his elbow. He laid back and stretched looking like he was settling in, his jeans were loose but even still Maddy could tell his legs were filling the jeans more than they were perhaps intended. As he inhaled his chest rose as she could see a clear outline and size of his pecs. And as he raised his arms to stretch his sleeves fell down showing the shape and outlines of his biceps, into where his deltoids met his arm and even the bottom of his triceps. Maddy lost control of her thoughts as it began to wander again.

"Your dorm is nice... its so warm too," Mack said fighting a yawn looking over to the window.

"yeah... yeah I got lucky with housing... Plus the view is nice."

Maddy was looking over to the window but kept side eyeing Mack's body and shape as laid back on the futon. Maddy got up trying to get the more passionate thoughts of Mack out of her mind. She stood in front of the window looking 4 floors down on to a walk-way in between the dorm buildings. The Sun was just low enough it shined through and she could feel the heat of it on her skin as she closed her eyes to feel it. Looking down the walkway was like a corridor of walkways and trees.

"You should come take a look," Maddy warmly invited Mack.

She let a slight smile get out as she looked back to meet Mack's eyes again. She let herself admire his warm blue eyes, the blond hair that he had to periodically fight to keep out of his face, soft lips that more often held a slight grin, small freckles on the ridge of his cheeks. Her thoughts became more wholesome as she admired the dichotomy of his cute face cut with the more rugged look of the roughly kept stubble outlining his jaw and the tired look that suggested being worn out was a norm to him. His eyes met hers but he soon began to look around the room.

"I will but I'm so tired, imma just sit here for a bit, it's comfy," He said kindly.

Maddy, with a scowl, coldly replied, "come take a look".

Maddy wasn't aggravated with Mack; she just felt she had the right to be more... commanding of him. Mack for reasons he didn't seem to recognize got up and did as told as if she was his boss.

"yes ma'am," He softly replied.

He felt a little awkward calling her ma'am but it was a habitual response to that tone. He shrugged off the interaction and walked over to her and stood just a bit to the side and behind her. He stood a little closer than he meant to but he did want to see the view. Maddy glanced back. He was so close, but once again was just looking at the view, not at her -I'm gonna have to do all of this work?- Maddy thought to herself. She was flooded with a mix of desire, yearning, excitement that manifested with a growing aggravation with Mack for not doing anything. She sighed in aggravation and shifted over to right in front of Mack, reaching around to grab his hands and pulling him forward and placing his hands on her stomach like he was her seat belt.

"Why do you just stand around and never do anything," Maddy said as if she was demanding an answer.

"um... I uh...," Mack, turning red, said softly trying to give a response.

Maddy could tell we was clearly at a loss for how to respond to her but she felt his hands start to tighten around her, he may not have given her an answer but he clearly wasn't complaining. She placed her hands on top of his feeling them and their shape as she could feel their warmth on her stomach through her shirt. She leaned back against his chest and everything in life just suddenly became warm. After a while of what felt like a loving silence and she felt Mack's heart rate calm down she softly turned around, staying in his arms, and looking slightly up to see him. His hands now placed toward where her waist became her back as Maddy carefully went to run her hands under his shirt. He looked down, confused but somewhat excited, still saying nothing. She initially just was feeling calmly with curiosity, but she soon couldn't contain her shock and excitement. He felt warm and she could feel the subtle shape and contours of his body in detail, through feeling alone she could feel where his abs began and ended, where his ribs were, where his pecs began and even the tapered v shape of his torso as she worked up. She broke her eye contact soon to look down as she fully lifted his shirt.

"Take it off," She said in a commanding tone.

He did his best to comply but she did most of it for him. She leaned back to take in his form. She was met with a filled frame, she could make out the individual muscles yet he was not trimmed, just toned. Her face had a pleasantly stunned look, he looked like how she imagined a farm hand looked, she was still holding the shirt in her hand and looked at it as if it had answered. She knew he wore big shirts but now it was off it seemed like it was multiple sizes too big. Looking back he always wore baggy shirts or a hoodie, it all made sense to her, she just never really expected this. Holding back and gleefully giggling she looked up to him, and as she just barely began to move her lips to talk he leaned down and kissed her.

[Again please let me know what direction you guys would want the story to go or what kind of Character types or things you would wanna see happen next. I plan on following Mack through the view of girls at his college]