It was 1993. I was living in my first off-campus apartment. My roommate and I moved in over the winter break. Shortly after, he started seeing someone, a smoking hot, big-titted, big, blown-out jet-black hair sorority girl bombshell named Drema.

She started coming over to spend the night with him around March or so. It was agonizing to hear Drema fuck him and know I wasn’t the one giving it to her (I was also in a devastating dry spell, having no girlfriend at the time). She was a moaner, for sure. I would hear her grunt and gasp and imagine it was my dick plowing into her tight college-girl pussy.

Drema would flirt with me a lot and seemed to enjoy teasing me; I happily played the role of her boyfriend’s cool pal if it meant getting any attention from her. Sometimes she would shower in the bathroom that separated my bedroom from my roommate’s, and it would drive me crazy, listening to her in there and thinking about the soap dripping down her big boobs and her poky nipples, and her glistening, beautiful nude body.

One day, in the spring, I’d gotten back from a road trip with some other friends early on a Monday morning and went to my bedroom to crash, intending to skip all of that day's classes. My roommate greeted me before going off to his 9:30, and he said Drema would be coming over to do some laundry, something she usually did at our place since we had a washer and dryer to use for free. I said no problem and went off to bed, thinking she’d be over in the afternoon.

Being that I was on a road trip with pals, crashing with them in a hotel at the beach, I hadn’t cum in about four days. My balls were aching for release, and as soon as my roommate left, I was going to dig out a Playboy or a copy of Cheri and get the centerfold sticky.

My roommate left, and I gave him about fifteen minutes to forget something and return, which usually happened. When it looked like the coast was clear, I went to the kitchen and got a bottle of cooking oil, my preferred masturbation lube at the time. I lay down on my bed and turned on my TV. It was one of those old-style combination TVs with a VCR in it.

I put in a very arty, European-directed porn movie that I had picked up from the adult bookstore and watched two smoking hot lesbians — one wearing a crotchless fishnet body stocking, and the other in a garter belt, stockings, and elbow-length gloves — fucking on the stairs of some glamorous mansion while a third lesbian watched them and masturbated. The music was very cheesy, and the girls, all of whom had big teased-out manes and nicely trimmed pussies, moaned and cooed for effect as they got each other off.

Then I heard the door open. Drema? But I thought she was going to come over around 1 p.m. or something.

“Hello?” Drema called out. I punched off the TV, threw on a bathrobe, and went out into the den to say hi, tell her I was sleeping because I’d just gotten back from a road trip, and she was welcome to hang out. Drema’s eyes immediately went to my left hand, which was shiny with canola oil. I held it to my side unnaturally, not wanting to get lint from the bathrobe on it because then I’d have to wash my hand, re-lube, and start over.

Drema knew exactly what I was doing. There was no mistaking that she’d interrupted her boyfriend’s roommate in a hot session of self-love.

Drema was wearing a tight, baseball-style t-shirt, and high-waisted blue jeans, and had big stunner sunglasses pushed up over her luxurious mane, which she had pulled back into a ponytail. She batted her dark eyes and looked to the side nervously. She knew what was going on.

“OK, good night, enjoy your nap,” she said.

I waved bye with my lube hand. I was enjoying torturing her for a change. When I got to my bedroom, all I could think of was how hot it was going to be beating off with Drema in the apartment.

Then I thought, wait a minute, if I have to hear her getting fucked, she can hear me jacking off. I turned the porn movie back on and fast-forwarded to my favorite scene, a guy with a big dick fucking a big-haired bimbo between her huge plastic tits and rewarding her with a copious load of sperm all over her face. She was wearing mirrored sunglasses and a biker-style hat as her stud released several thick ropes of semen on her panting, ruby-red mouth.

By now, I started groaning and getting into it. I was going to make Drema confront me. I started moaning and grunting for effect. A vampy saxophone soundtrack blared to the sounds of beautiful people fucking. Then I started talking dirty to the screen. I’m very vocal when I get off. “Oh, yeah, give it to her,” I panted. “Fuck yeah, that’s what I like to see, baby. Lick her pussy. Oh fuck yeah!”

I heard Drema go into the bathroom, whose door to my bedroom was slightly ajar. She pushed it shut. It really turned me on to know that she knew I was beating off. I didn’t care. She was in my home, and I had needs. I heard Drema put the toilet seat down. She was in there for what sounded like forever. Finally, she called out.

“Having a good time?” Drema said, very saucily. It was like a shot of hard liquor running through my veins.

“Yep.”

“Whatcha watching, anything good?” she teased.

“Some really arty porn, for a film class," I joked.

“That must be some class!” Drema laughed.

Now I was going to push my luck. “Wanna join me?”

Just then, the door opened. Drema sauntered in matter-of-factly.

“Don’t mind if I do,” she said. My heart started pounding with excitement.

She kicked off her flats and peeled out of her baseball t-shirt, revealing her white bra underneath. I pumped my fat dick slowly as I watched Drema strip nude, unhooking her bra and taking her hair out of her ponytail. Finally, she shed her white cotton panties and walked over to my bed, completely naked. Drema motioned me to the side.

“I love porn,” she said breathily, laying down next to me. Drema slightly spread her legs, licked the index and middle finger of her right hand, and spread her pussy lips with her left. With her fingertips, she began to circle her clit, breathing heavily and moaning softly.

“This is really hot,” she said. “Is this your favorite scene?”

I said no and rewound it back to the lesbian scene, figuring that she might be grossed out by the big cumshot that was, in fact, my favorite scene. We watched the two models in their slutty lingerie lick and fuck each other as the third pornstar rubbed herself off.

“Fuck, this is hot,” Drema said.

“Takes one to know one,” I said, somewhat stupidly.

Drema reached over with her right hand and closed it around my lubed-up left hand.

“You have a big dick,” she purred.

“Really?” I said, flattered.

“Mm hm,” Drema said cutely. “How big is it?”

“Uh,” I shrugged. "I dunno?"

“Oh, come on,” she giggled, “all guys measure their dicks.”

“OK, six inches,” I said.

“Nice,” Drema said. “I want you to beat that dick for me.”

I did not have to be told to do that twice. I sat up and got on my knees in front of Drema and started stroking my dick downward. I rubbed my chest and nipples for effect as I moaned her name. Drema seemed to really like this. She played with her pussy more vigorously now and told me to jack off harder for her. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she made a quiet “whoaaa” sound as what looked like her orgasm came on suddenly.

That was all I needed. Four days' worth of college boy cum shot out uncontrollably. Usually, I try to fight off my orgasm because that makes it shoot higher. But I was so turned on and so ready to cum it just came rushing out, feeling almost like I was peeing.

“Wow,” Drema said. “That’s a lot of cum.”

I was seeing stars, I was exhausted by the excitement and the thrill of my orgasm. She motioned me over to her.

“Let me clean you off,” Drema said, gripping my dick. She moved the tip over to her pink kitty cat tongue, licking my sensitive pee slit and swabbing all the oil and cum off the tip.

“Obviously, don’t tell him,” Drema said, meaning my roommate, “and we can do it again.”

We did. We had many film study sessions.

She set several boundaries, including that we could not fuck and I could not penetrate her with my hands. She would lick me off occasionally, but I never got a full blowjob. Mostly, her contact with me was a handjob and then just laying on my bed with her as we masturbated and shared our tastes in porn. And yes, one morning, I got to straddle her big tits and cum all over them as she arched her back, held out her boobs, and commanded me to shoot it all over her.

Just the memories of those days are still a powerful turn-on.