She shook her head. Lisa is crazy for going on a night like this.’ Shelly grimaced with her thoughts. Bar hopping just isn’t worth the risk. That ...s exactly what she’d explained to Lisa when her friend had tried to talk her into going. Large fluffy white flakes poured down from the lead-gray sky, landing on her wood deck. And they were piling up really quickly. ‘That’s not a good sign,’ she muttered aloud. The forecast was calling for three to five inches of snow and from the looks of things,. It was the month of November, and it was pretty cold. I was staying in hostel, sharing a room with one guy, who also happened to be my childhood friend. It was a small room with two cot. Lets call myself ‘S’ and my roommate ‘K’.Since it was just a couple of months into the college, there was a pretty good ragging thing going on, which was more of mental harrasment to us, and also the course itself, and the long hours of classes left us drained at the end of the day. I had already tucked myself. Clenching his pistoning ass cheeks in my hands, I dug my long nails into him urging him to fuck me faster and faster. As we wildly fucked, I obscenely lifted my lovely, long legs up into the air and wrapped my thighs around his waist. I was wet with perspiration, moaning and shouting, “Ohhh Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Ohhh, oongg, fuck me hard! Harder! Don’t stop! Don’t stop — Yes! Yes! Ooohhh!…Fuck me…fuck me hard with your monster…ooooh!” Squeezing him tightly between my strong, smooth thighs, I dug. As the program drew to an end, we planned a carpool to California with a group also headed that way. It was a typical extremely hot southwestern day on the morning we were to leave. Kay had a rent-a-truck that I was going to help her drive. I got to her place to help her pack the truck. She was dressed in short shorts, a tee shirt, and those simple leather keds sneakers that girls wear. Kay was also wearing a pair of those white anklet socks that I really found attractive. We worked up a.