She told me she usually read a few stories while she masturbated and they helped her climax. Well anything that helped me climax was a good idea I figured so I started doing so as well. I checked her browser history and she seemed to favours group sex stories. I wondered if all those nights at the fraternities if she was indulging or whether it was just a fantasy she had.
After reading a story about a college girl seducing her roommate I have to admit I thought about trying to mimic that tale, but she never read any lesbian stories so I never acted on my impulse. I guess I was a big chicken.
I did ready a particularly juicy story I found in her history that made me cum harder than I ever had before. It was a story about a college girl who starts to date an older man. (So far I was down with the idea) The guy turned out to be a major pervert and the girl ends up at a party at his house servicing him and his friends.
My roommate must have liked the gangbang action as I could tell from her reading she thought about that a lot. That wasn't what got me off so hard, though. You see before they drilled the girl they tied her up. With her hands behind her back (like so many times I faked it in my back yard growing up) the men took their turns forcing their cocks into her mouth and down her throat. I loved sucking cock ever since the first one I ever tasted and the thought of having a line of guys using my mouth for their pleasure made my pussy drip.
My fingers were flying over my clit as I read about the rest of their depraved actions. They took turns in her pussy. They took her ass. They took both at the same time. The used her all night until she was so sore she could hardly walk back to the dorm. God that sounded exciting. After I finished the story I didn't stop masturbating. I read it over and over dreaming about being the girl and cumming over and over until I couldn't cum any more. I fell asleep naked, wet and happy.
Time moves on and I got a new roommate the next year. I had to go back to being discrete about my pleasure activities. My toy collection had greatly expanded as had my collection of bondage themed stories. I even bought a couple of bondage DVDs. It was all I would think about when I wanted to climax strongly, but I told nobody. I thought I was crazy for thinking these depraved thoughts but I couldn't stop either. I thought about telling one of my infrequent hook ups and seeing if he would tie me up, but I was scared. Sure I fantasized about being bound and gangbanged, but what if it really happened? I had nagging suspicions that reality wouldn't be as satisfying as my fantasies. I tried to pick more aggressive partners in hope that they would "take me without me asking" but apart from an occasional spanking (which I loved) nobody made any moves to tie me up. My bondage life remained just in my mind as fuel for my more and more frequent masturbation sessions.
After graduation I landed a good job and got a small apartment of my own. Freed from having a roommate who might catch me, my masturbation schedule became more frequent. Every morning in the shower before work I'd get myself off. Every night before falling asleep I'd pleasure myself for at least an hour. But at work I was into girl next door mode and nobody knew my dark secrets. I'd look at the guys in the office and say to myself "You jerks. If you only knew what I wanted and how to give it to me I'd pleasure you like you've only dreamed about." I began to fantasize about a woman in my department named Trish. She was gorgeous. She was the kind of woman men act stupid around in hopes that she'll give them the time of day. Of course I didn't want the time of day. I fantasized that she good look right though me and know what turned my knees to jelly. I dreamed we would be the only two people working late one night and in the empty office she would surprise me and snap handcuffs around my wrists. Alone and defenseless I would have no recourse but to submit to her wanton desires. Of course I'd cum hard three or four times thinking about her and then pass out for the night.
