Dorms of the University of Alberta

by Digger

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Fa/Fa, Mult, Consensual, Reluctant, Lesbian, BiSexual, Heterosexual, Fiction, Slut Wife, BDSM, DomSub, MaleDom, Swinging, Gang Bang, Group Sex, Orgy, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Cream Pie, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, School, .

Desc: Sex Story: While attending a conference, my wife and I stay at the Univesity of Alberta dorms. Lots of voyuerism, exhibitionism, cremepies, group sex, and sex in a shower.

I visited the University of Alberta last summer for a conference. Deciding to make a vacation out of it, my wife of one year, Anne, came along; we were planning to tour the Canadian Rockies after my meeting. We chose to stay in a cheap place in Edmonton so as to have more money for the rest of our trip. While not poor, we were saving our pennies. With this in mind, imagine our surprise when we found out one of housing options was the dorms at U of A. The rooms were cheap--$15 a person a day. The cheapest hotel was $55 a day. For four nights, we figured we could "rough it" in the dorms. Anne and I joked about reliving our college days.

We arrived in Canada on Tuesday afternoon. We picked up our rental car, and proceeded to the dorm. It was a classic-huge, 4 separate towers connected by internal walkways, big cafeteria, cinderblocks, ugly carpeting, murals by past students on the walls. We checked in and were informed that we would be up on the 7th floor of Henday Hall. The dorms were about ¨ full; most of the other residents were people attending conferences, and kids attending various camps. After parking in the lot, we hauled our gear up to our room. It was a total flashback for both of us. I don't think either of us had been in a dorm since college (12 years for me, 10 years for Anne). After getting turned around once, we finally located our room, which had a nice view of the city. The room had two single beds (drag), two desks, two small chests, a closet, and two chairs. All furnishings seemed to have been purchased in the 1950's. Also included were linens, which was a good thing because we had forgot them. However, the towels were very small-about 18 x 36 inches. They reminded me of bathmats. There were 3 bathrooms on the floor-2 for men, 1 for women. One was at the beginning of every hallway. The main area had the elevators, washing machines, and lounge.

After settling in, I made way to the bathroom where I ran into Jim, another conference attendee. He informed me that a lot of people from the conference were staying on our floor, as well as a bunch of college kids who were coaching waterpolo camps for younger teens. Jim said the kids were pretty nice and fairly quiet because they had practice and games all day. I was happy to hear this as I did not want to be kept up all night by wild teenagers. Jim and I agreed to catch an early dinner.

The three of us ate at a nice Italian restaurant near campus. Anne had a few drinks which made her chatty and frisky. She kept grabbing me as we were walking back to the dorm. I mentioned that I would like to check my email, and Jim informed me that there were rooms with computers for just such a purpose. All I had do to sign out a key from the front desk. Jim went up to bed and Anne and I went to the front desk. She seemed disappointed that we were not going up to the room to fool around. Reluctantly, we got a key and headed to bowels of the dorm. The computer rooms were in a long narrow hallway. Each door had a tiny window that was about head high. The rooms were small, and contained two computers, separated by a divider. I signed in and was catching up on my email, when Anne started to kiss and lick my ear. Her one hand stroked my hair, while her other rested on my thigh. "Let's go up stairs," she whispered in my ear.

"In a few minutes, I am almost done."

"Please. Now, I want you now." She squeezed my thigh.

"Oh, I'll take care of you in due time," I said.

Her hand went to my crotch. She outlined my cock, which was growing harder. I closed out of my email. "Don't you want me?" she asked. She kissed me on the cheek and rubbed my cock. I started to squirm. "I want you to eat my pussy," she whispered.

"Maybe," I teased. She pouted. "Maybe if you're good to me."

She got a wicked smile, and said softly, "I'll swallow your cum, if you want."

"I want. I want now."

Suddenly more lively, she asked, "What if the other person comes in? We'll get caught."

"This place is dead. No one will come in." She looked hesitant. I unzipped my pants and fed her hand inside them. Her faced changed to a seductive smile. She undid my belt buckle and unbuttoned my pants. I shifted my chair and self 45 degrees to the left. My wife tried to pull my dick out, but the situation was awkward, so I raised my butt and pulled my pants and underwear down. Anne focused her attention on my hard cock. She stroked it a few times, and then leaned over to lick it. In order to be more comfortable, she moved to the floor and knelt in front of me. Her tongue moved up and down my cock. Looking me in the eye, she smiled. She was in the zone. I leaned back and enjoyed my blowjob. My breathing was deepening and my pulse was up.

I heard some noise from the hall-some people walked by the door. Glancing over, I saw a face pass by in the window. After a moment, the face returned. It was a student. His eyes bugged out and his mouth hung open as he stared at my wife giving me head. Suddenly, a second head appeared, from the lower part of the window. It was a woman-another student. It was obvious that they were together and she was too short to see through the window completely. They stared. I stared back, and started to smile. Being watched was turning me on. I flashed them thumbs up. I was certain they would realize they were caught, and run away, but instead they gave me thumbs up back. I was surprised.

Anne was doing a great job on my cock. I was building toward my orgasm. I felt the slight tug in the base of my spine and it told me I was about to have an orgasm. "I'm gonna cum," I breathed. My wife sucked harder. "Swallow my cum," I said loudly, "swallow, swallow, swallow!" My load left my dick and entered Anne's mouth and throat. The excitement of being watched helped produce a large amount of jizz, and my wife momentarily choked. But being an expert cocksucker, she regained her composure and took the remainder of my cum. She backed off my cock, sat back on her legs and smiled. A small amount of jizz leaked from the corner of her mouth. I lazily glanced at the door; our spies were still there. I leaned down and kissed my wife. Our tongues danced. Some guys find snowballing or tasting their own cum gross, but I find it exciting. I also find that it encourages my wife. I leaned back and let out a sigh. "You are one fine cocksucker, you know that." Anne sat back in her chair and giggled slightly.

Pulling up my pants, I announced, "Now it is my turn to please you."

"Here?" she asked.

"Yeah," and my hands went to her tits. I kneaded them and leaned in to kiss her again. My tongue reached deep in her mouth. Over her shoulder, our viewers were still there. I brought one hand down to her crotch and started to rub. Using the palm of my hand, I built up friction. Anne moaned a little. "Get those pants down so I can lick you," I ordered. I moved back as she stood up and lowered her pants. She pulled one leg over her shoe, so I could have better access to her pussy. Anne leaned back in her chair, while I got on the floor. Her pussy was full and open. Her juices were running. I circled her lips with my fingers, then plunged one inside. She sighed. Spreading her lips with my fingers I lowered my mouth to her clit. I sucked on it, then moved my tongue across it. She squirmed a little. I knew that she was so turned on that it would not be long before she came. I moved one hand under her shirt and squeezed her tits. I alternated sucking her clit and flicking it with my tongue. Finally, I settled on sucking. This drove her over the edge for within a few minutes, she started to breath deeply and moan. Her pussy pulsated as she came. Her orgasm lasted for over 30 seconds. Eventually, she calmed down and I backed off. Looking at the door's window, our two friends were still there. After Anne started to put her pants back on, they left. We got straightened up and departed.

We returned the key to the desk and retreated to our dorm room. After brushing my teeth, we settled into our single beds. I was still horny-my dick would not calm down. Anne went fast to sleep.

The conference began in earnest the next day, as did a record heat wave. The temperatures spiked as did the humidity. I was in one long lecture after another all day. Impromptu meetings after the final talk allowed me only 10 minutes to run up to the room to meet Anne. We had to go to the annual banquet, which proved to be good in some ways (the food and the company) and bad in others (the speeches and the lack of adequate air conditioning).

By the time we got back to Henday Hall, it was 10:30pm. Despite the length of my day, I was still fairly awake. Anne on the hand was drunk. She had had 3 full glasses of wine and 2 beers a the banquet. She wasn't walking straight. Also, she was real horny. She gets like that when she drinks. The dorm was even hotter than the banquet hall. It had to be 80 degrees in our room. Opening the window didn't help. The moment we walked into our room, my wife was all over me. She grabbed me and pinned me against the wall. She tongue-kissed me and pressed her body against mine. I was enjoying it, to say the least. I was feeling horny, but also very hot and sticky. I really needed a shower. I broke our embrace and told Anne that I felt dirty, and wanted to get clean. She seemed disappointed by that comment, but noted that she was sweaty too.

"We should take a shower together, like at home. Wouldn't that be daring? Sneaking into the girls' shower room together?"

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