Face Plant

This is one of those ridiculous stories that could never happen but we wish it would.

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It was the Saturday of Labour day weekend, move-in time at University.

I'd arrived early, on Friday afternoon, and was unpacked already. Last year I was in the first-year dorms, which was like some kind of horrible double blind social torture experiment. The roommate compatibility questionnaire must have been hacked by someone who hated frosh with a passion. Thankfully, this year I had no roommate. Hooray! Residence was more expensive than an apartment, but you don't have to shop for food, or cook, or wash dishes and so on, and it was right on campus, so I figured it would be worth it.

I'd just returned from registering at the Sports & Recreation Complex so I had my passcard to get in and use the pool whenever it was open for general swimming. I could also use the gym, but I wasn't into pumping iron or using the stair machines and stuff. I liked to swim at least a couple of times a week. Swimming is exactly the kind of exercise that clears my head and keeps me sane. I was even thinking of grabbing my swim bag and heading over right away.

The drop-off zone at the front of the building was packed with cars, and people were busy humping stuff up to their rooms. As I approached the entrance I saw a girl trying to wrestle a huge box through the doors. I swear the box was twice her size. The automatic door started to close on her so I stepped up quickly to hold the door back for her.

"Oh shit! Thanks! God, this is so heavy!"

I was a sucker for a damsel in distress, so I said "Hey, you want some help with that?"

"Could you? That would be awesome. I don't know why she packed to much stuff!"

I reached out and took the box from her. And yeah, it was huge and it was very heavy. So heavy that I couldn't believe this girl could carry it. It must have been nearly 50 kilos! Once she was out from behind the box I could see that she was barely 150 cm tall and probably weighed less than the box she'd been carrying. Cute too, asian, Japanese perhaps, with black hair and deep brown eyes. No accent though, so she probably wasn't an exchange student.

"Uh, where to?" I grunted. Damn, this thing was huge, heavy, unbalanced, and awkward.

"My neighbour. Jenn, in 307."

"Oh, hey, she's my neighbour too, I'm in 207."

She laughed and said "I'll follow you up with the next load."

"Right."

I went into the lobby, and as luck would have it the elevator was right there, and empty. I leaned the box against the elevator wall and was up on the third floor in 30 seconds. I knew which way to turn, as all the floors were laid out the same way. Damn that box was hard to handle. It was heavy, but it was the unwieldiness that was killing me. It was so big I couldn't see where I was going.

I got to 307 and tapped the door with my elbow. I heard "It's open!" from inside, so I pushed. More like unlocked than open, the pedantic part of my brain informed me. Somehow I managed to balance the box by leaning against the door frame and lifting my left knee up under it, and got my hand on the doorknob. I nudged the door open a bit and used the box to push it open. I squeezed through and everything went downhill fast.

I turned a bit and leaned around the box to see who the owner of this monstrosity was, saying "Where do you want this?" As I did so, I tripped over something on the floor. And I saw her. She was half naked, wearing just a skimpy top, maybe a bra or something, I dunno, it all happened so fast. The thing that my eyes locked onto was her crotch. Which was on full display as I had caught her with her pants down, quite literally.

It looked like she was just putting her panties on. She had one leg lifted up, spreading herself open down there, as she was trying to put her foot through her underwear. Her lovely sparse brown bush had my eyes riveted on it. But not for long, as the box went one way and I went the other. I fell straight onto her, and we crashed against her bed.

She ended up on the edge of the bed, with me kind of falling between her legs. And I did an absolute face-plant into her pussy. When my face landed in her crotch her instinctive reaction was to clamp her legs together and try and squeeze me out of there. That didn't actually work. Instead of squeezing me out, she was basically holding my face tightly to her pussy.

And oh my god, did she smell good! I'd only gone down on a couple of other girls, so I thought I knew what I was in for. Nope, nope, nope. Her scent was absolutely amazing, not something I could really describe, except that it was sooo much better than anything else I'd smelt, and it made me want to taste her.

As I inhaled her scent my lizard brain roared into full speed ahead mode. Then her fingers laced themselves into my hair and she started trying to pull me away. Her labia were pressed to my lips, and she smelled so divine I just HAD to. I had to taste her. I swept my tongue out and delved between her lips.

Oh Fuck. She tasted even better than she smelled. I made some kind of noise, maybe a growl or moan or whimper, and brought my hands up to grab her thighs. She made a noise too. I heard a high pitched yelp, and those fingers in my hair didn't drag me away from this heavenly feast, no, they pressed me down harder. And her legs were no longer squeezing me out.

Her thighs spread open and her hands in my hair were holding me in place. Very firmly. My brain was no longer functioning on any level that you could call civilized, and I dug in with my tongue. Fuck, she tasted so good! Earthy and sweet and tangy all at once. And she was getting very wet, too, but some of that may have been me drooling like mad over her incredible flavour.

I swiped my tongue up and down, reveling in her taste. And those lips, oh fuck they were so slick and so sweet, their wet slippery contact with my tongue contrasted beautifully with the downy hair that tickled my lips and nose. I thought I could feel her clit against my nose, and she was panting and making small noises of pleasure up there somewhere.

"JENN! What the FUCK?!"

"Shit! Shut the door!" she said as her hands yanked my head up from her pussy and one of her feet caught my shoulder as she kicked me away. I ended up on my butt sitting on the floor looking straight at the prettiest pussy I'd ever seen. She grabbed a pair of track shorts that were on the bed and shoved her feet through, then rolled to her knees on the bed to look down at me.

"Who the fuck are you?" she demanded.

"Uh. Jake. Jake Walsh. From 207."

"Jesus Jenn, you don't waste any time, do you?" said her neighbour.

"It wasn't me, it was him!" she said, glaring at me.

"Hey, I was trying to help. I, uh, I slipped." I gestured at the the big box lying on the floor. Oh god, did that ever sound lame. Was I really trying to say 'sorry, I slipped and fell into your pussy'? I was beet red with embarrassment. But I could still smell and taste her. Which kept my libido in full gear, so I couldn't help but asses Jenn's physical characteristics.

Which were actually kind of meh. I would never class her as 'hot', as she just didn't have the curves for it. She was cute, in a plain nerdy-girl-next-door kind of way. But I also knew she had the tastiest pussy I'd encountered, although that sample size was vanishingly small. Still, despite her not being what I would consider my 'type', I wanted her. I wanted that new toy back in my mouth.

"How the fuck did you even get in here?"

"I knocked. You said the door was open."

"I thought you were Tina. How did he end up with my stuff?" she said, as she shifted that angry glare to her friend.

"I was having trouble carrying it, and he offered to help."

Jenn looked back and forth between us and finally laughed as the ludicrousness of the situation sank in. "Well, I suppose introductions are in order. What was your name again?"

"Jake Walsh."

"From 207. Right. So you're my downstairs neighbour?"

"Yeah."

"Well, Jake from 207, I'm Jennifer Stokes, and this is my friend Tina Naguro."

I climbed slowly to my feet and said "Pleased to meet you both. I, um, I'll leave you to your unpacking and stuff." Suddenly my libido was offline and I felt like I needed to get the hell out of there.

"Okay. See you around, Jake from 207."

I exited the room, shut the door behind me, and leaned against the frame to catch my breath, which suddenly seemed in very short supply. That's when I heard the two girls practically screaming at each other. Which made my heart race like crazy on top of my almost paralyzed lungs. I felt dizzy as I listened, totally guilty of eavesdropping on them.

"What were you thinking?"

"I didn't do anything!"

"I saw you two, you were going at it like a couple of energizer bunnies!"

"It was an accident!"

"How the hell was that an accident?!"

"I was getting dressed, and heard someone at the door. I thought it was you, so I said it was open. Then this guy came stumbling in and I guess he tripped over something, cause next thing I knew we fell on the bed and, like, there he was."

"And?" Tina asked, her voice suddenly dropping in volume.

"And what?"

"Was he any good?"

"I, uh..."

"Well?"

"Fine, yeah, he was good. He was pretty great actually."

"Really?"

The conversation got too quiet to hear all of a sudden, which highlighted my position. Right there, practically with my ear against the door. When I should have been long gone. Oh shit! They're gonna get back to unloading and they'll see me here, right HERE. Fuck no. I bolted and got to the stairwell in like 3 seconds and hurried back to my room.

Once I got there, I just sat on my bed, feeling stunned. And horny as hell. Because I could still smell her. My nose was still full of her scent. I couldn't taste her much anymore, but just her aroma was enough to make me hard. That had been the most arousing and incredible experience of my life. Of course, now that I was in a single room, the opportunity to take care of these things was so much better than last year in the freshmen residence.

Down went my cargo shorts and boxer briefs, freeing my severely constricted erection. I'm not a pornstar, pretty much average in that department, and I was as hard as I'd ever been in my life. It took me about one minute to get to the point where I was grabbing for a tissue. With Jenn's scent still in my nostrils and the memory of lapping at her amazing pussy I went off fast and furious. I came so hard I missed the tissue on one shot, making a nice nasty little wet spot on the carpet. Please don't shine any black lights on my floor. No one wants to know what's there.

After I cleaned up, I got my shorts back on and wondered if there would be any fallout from my brief sortie into 307. They could make my life hell with just a little innuendo and rumor. Well, even if I got utterly cock-blocked by Jennifer and Tina, I still had that memory to wank on.

I decided that a swim would be a good thing, so I grabbed my things and went to the pool to do laps. When I got back, it was dinner time so I joined a few of the guys from my floor and headed for the dining hall. We grabbed some food and found a table. We were talking about the usual guy stuff, you know, girls, sports, video games, girls, cars, girls, sports, and girls. All the usual lies and bullshit. Which came to an abrupt end when we heard "Hello, Jake from 207."

And there was Jenn, Tina, and three other girls from upstairs, sitting down at the next table. The guys seemed impressed that the girls from upstairs sorta knew me and were friendly enough to say 'Hi', so my rep got a boost. Maybe I wasn't gonna get burned by this situation.

Over the next week, I ran into Jenn or Tina just about every day. They always said 'Hi' in passing, calling me 'Jake from 207'. I saw Jenn one evening after dinner, and she was alone this time, so I tried talking to her, you know, about the face-plant.

"Hey Jenn, I uh, about the other day, I was-"

She held up her hand in that universal 'stop' gesture.

"Please, can we just pretend it never happened?"

Owch. Damn. Well, I will always have that memory. "Okay."

She looked uncomfortable for a few seconds, Then she held out her hand and said "Let's start again. Hi! I'm Jenn from 307."

Right, I thought, I could play this game. "Hi Jenn, I'm Jake from 207. Right downstairs from you."

"Pleased to meet you. There, now we can just say 'Hi' to each other like normal people, okay?"

And that was that. Or so I thought.

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I was reading a book for one of my electives on Friday night when I heard a knock on my door. "Come in!" I called.

The door opened and Jenn stuck her head in. "I'm not interrupting anything am I?"

Holy shit. Jenn was here. In my room. What was she doing here? "Uh, no, I'm just reading." I said, as I waved the book. "Boring stuff. Any excuse to put it down is welcome." I stuck in a bookmark and set it on my desk.

She came inside and closed the door behind her. She looked nervous, fidgety and slightly flushed.

"So Jake, I know I said that we should like, forget about the whole uh, moving in thing, but uh..." she looked down at her feet for a few seconds, then looked back at me, shaking her hair back. Wait. She didn't have her hair up in her usual pony tail. It was loose. And her T shirt was tight and pretty light weight, so much so that I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. My heart and my brain were starting to race, one of them was gonna crash into a wall if they kept going.

Her words, her demeanor, her very presence here, now, was making me think - no, it couldn't be...

"I can't stop thinking about it." she said. "I keep trying to push it away, to forget about it, but I can't."

"I can't forget either."

"Really?"

"Oh god yes, I relive it every time I see you, every time I think about you. I've been going crazy."

"Me too. I, I want to try it again. But on purpose this time. I want to know if it's really that good, or was it just, you know, circumstances." Her hands were clenched together, white knuckled, and she looked like she was shivering.

I had no fucking idea how to deal with this. Well, I had an *idea* but this whole thing was so far out there that I couldn't believe it was really happening. I figured I would just roll with it.

I got up and gestured towards my bed. She stepped past me and I knelt in front of her as she stood next to the bed. Sure, I wanted to kiss her, touch her all over, see her naked, fuck her, everything, but mostly I wanted to eat her pussy. So I assumed the position, on my knees next to the bed. Just like that time. I was hard already, I think it took all of 4 seconds to go from total flaccidity to rampant erection when she told me what she wanted.

I watched her fingers shaking as they fought with the button and zip on her jeans. I'd have reached out to help, but my own hands were shaking worse than hers. When she started working her jeans and underwear off her hips my paralysis ended and I grabbed onto the fabric and helped work it down past her knees.

Oh my god, there it was, that pussy I had yearned for. And I could smell her too. Fucking intoxicating! She sat down and lifted her feet as I wrestled her jeans off. Her hands grabbed the hem of her shirt and peeled it off. She had small tits, with neat little round areolas and short fat nipples. Jenn clutched the edge of the bed and spread her legs for me. Oh fuck, there she was. So perfect, so delicate, and so wet. Yeah, wet already, I could see it.

I buried my nose in her pubes, inhaling her scent, feeling the little hairs ticking my nose and my cheeks and my lips. My head was spinning because, oh damn, this was so good! I just spent a couple of minutes breathing her in. I could feel her hands in my hair now. She wasn't pulling or anything, just running her fingers through my hair.

With a growl I shoved my tongue between her lips to taste her. Oh fuck, sooo good, so very, very good. She was slippery with her own arousal, and my tongue swept up and down her slick, fast-swelling lips. I heard her gasp as I worked, lapping up her deliciousness. You know how some of the best food has sweet, sour, salty, and umami flavours? So did Jenn's pussy. Utterly delicious.

I delved into her, investigating every fold, every crevice, every interstice I could find. I noticed her clit, as I was bumping it with my nose. With every bump came a small tremor as her muscles and nerves reacted to that stimulation. I hadn't had time to play with her clit when we first met, so I introduced myself now.

I got my fingers in there and spread her labia, lifting my face up so I could get a good look at what I was eating. Beautiful, pink and wet and so very tasty. And there was her clit peeking from those delicate folds at her apex. I touched it lightly with just the tip of my tongue. Another tremor swept through her, bigger this time. I ran my tongue back and forth above her clit, seeing what would happen if I stimulated it less directly.

Jenn gasped and moaned "Ohh, yeah" as I worked around her clit. Her hips began to gyrate ever so slightly as I kept up my indirect stimulation. She yelped and thrust against me a couple of times, her hands clutching my hair hard for a few seconds.

"Did you cum?" I asked, looking up at her. I had to know.

"Yessss." she hissed at me, pushing me back to my work. I put my tongue back in to sample her flavour again, swirling it around her opening. She was so wet! I sucked at her, collecting what I could of her delicious juices. When I worked my tongue back and forth over her opening she came again, another small one, with those satisfying little noises and her uncoordinated bucking against my face.

I moved a couple of fingers in there instead of my tongue and moved them around her opening. That made her whine a bit, so I put my tongue back to work on the root of her clit. That combination made her cum again, harder and longer this time. I slipped my tongue back down to lap up her ambrosia, oh fuck she tasted so wonderful!

My dick was trapped in my pants and it needed help before it snapped in half being cramped up like that, so I reached down and shoved my pants and underwear down far enough to set it free. I had my right hand on my cock, my left in her pussy and now I went after her clit in earnest. No more working beside or above it, I twirled my tongue around and around that little exposed bundle of nerves.

Jenn's hands clutched hard at my hair hard now, pulling me into her sex as she humped against my face. I managed, despite her thrashing, to keep in close contact with her clit, flicking and prodding at it and she went off like crazy. Jenn wasn't loud or anything, she just made just lots of different little noises. And she held on like she was drowning and I was the only thing that floats.

I came as well, shooting streak after streak of gooey white semen onto the carpet under my bed. Jenn flopped back, gasping for breath, shaking her head and mumbling. She pushed me away feebly, so I stopped licking her and sat back a bit. Such a beautiful pussy, so perfect in the fading tingles of her orgasm. I licked my fingers that had been inside her, unwilling to waste any of her taste.

I was still hard, so I rose up on my knees to bring my cock right up to her quivering pussy. When I rubbed the head up and down her slippery lips, enjoying the smooth, slick feeling between us, she tensed up and said "No. Not that, no, Jake."

I looked at her, and she had a very worried look on her face. "Too much?" I asked.

"We can't do that, we can't have sex." she said, shaking her head and pushing me away.

Sex would have been nice. But not necessary. If all she wanted was oral, I would do that. Fucking hell, I would do that every day! I sat on the bed next to her. "Okay. No sex. But we can do this again, right?"