T-Girl University

He had yet to meet his roommate and he hoped that they would get along. After finally getting everything unpacked and squared away, Jason was sweating and decided to try out the floor's shower room. He peeled off the damp t-shirt and shed his shorts and boxers, throwing a towel around his waist. Jason threw open his door and walked straight into Ashley, his sexy blonde RA.

Jason bounced off of her like he had walked into a padded wall, falling back into his room, and losing his grip on his towel he sat down on the floor fully exposed to this hot senior. Ashley was equally surprised but was unshaken by the impact. When she saw Jason on the floor she stifled a laugh and stepped into his room closing the door behind her. Jason looked up at her, blushing furiously, his face going scarlet. He couldn't believe the humiliation of it, sitting naked in front of this gorgeous older girl, his soft dick and balls in plain view as she tried not to laugh at him. He tried to cover himself, tugging at his towel, but he was sitting on top of it and it wouldn't budge.

Ashley came over to help the struggling undergrad, "Here, let me help you up. It's all my fault, I'm sorry I knocked you down." Her words stung Jason's pride even further, "You didn't knock me down, I tripped is all," Jason pouted.

"Don't be embarrassed, it's nothing I haven't seen before. Just give me your hands." Ashley was standing directly over him, her smooth perfect legs leading up to her well-formed ass and hips inside her shorts and Jason forgot momentarily about his nudity, putting his hands in hers and allowing himself to be lifted upwards. He found himself staring directly at her rack, straining her threadbare college t-shirt to the max. He gawked openly.

"Jason?"

"Mmm?" he mumbled still enthralled by her chest.

"I'm up here, Jason," she reminded him and he looked up into her blue eyes and he forgot all about his girlfriend Becky in California.