Chasing Me Chasing You

An uncollared submissive struggling through depression, motherhood, and the constant craving of her next orgasm.


Apparently, I was popular in college. There was whole group that was certain I was a lesbian, but that is another story. It wasn’t because I was a history major, or a drummer in the marching band. No, what made me popular was my single room.

I know that sounds odd, and it is. I’m sure every college that has on-campus housing offers single rooms to it’s students. My sophomore year I had a double room. But my roommate was a junior who was on her study abroad semester and would not be back until spring. So, in the nicest dorm on campus, I had a huge room all to myself. I pushed the twin beds together to make a lovely double bed to stretch out on. I created a large L-shaped desk for my computer and my coffee pot (yes, my addiction to coffee had already emerged). I filled my ‘second’ closet with pillows to create a reading nook. It was my haven and I spent a lot of time there.

I didn’t realize that this was common knowledge. I didn’t have any big parties, and I certainly wasn’t what most would call social. I’m was a nerd, I still am; I own it. But I was wrong. And if I had thought about it, I might have realized why.

I spend a lot of time naked. Long before kink I have not only slept naked, but spent most of my personal time naked. My freshman roommate put up with me sleeping nude, but, out of respect, I wore clothes when I just lounging around the room. The next year, however, I didn’t have to worry about anyone else. I could sit at my desk, read in bed, do a workout (I often chose not to do that) and all while naked. While I’m not entirely comfortable with my body, I never had a problem when I was alone.

Silly me for actually thinking I was alone.

I didn’t know it at the time, but I guess there were several people who knew about my compulsion. They could see my second floor window from the yard behind my building and could sit and watch me move around my room. Years later, I mentioned to Sir once that I loved to walk around naked in college. He asked me if I was the ‘girl with great tits who kept her curtains open’. See…popular.

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10 Responses to “Popularity”

  • Marie Rebelle

    Now that is quite a way to get popular. I would have loved to stand outside and watch you 🙂

    Rebel xox

    • Rye

      Thanks. I didn’t think what I was doing would have been that entertaining, but I guess doing anything topless is good.

  • ancilla ksst

    I didn’t have any neighbors across the courtyard like that in college! calling unfair…lol

    • Rye

      It’s all about small liberal arts schools. All the nudist hippies. 🙂

  • Horny GeekGirl

    “girl with great tits who kept her curtains open” This line made me chuckle a lot. I love that you were so unaware of all the watchers. Great story. 🙂 HGG. xx

  • Floridadom

    I can imagine you were very popular in college.


    • Rye

      It was news to me.

  • Midas

    The local hardware store must have ran out on binoculars quickly 🙂 Nice story !

  • Lord Raven

    that is funny that they thought you a lesbian because you liked to be naked. I have to say that would have been great to have had a room alone in school, guess I would have done the same

  • Jacqueline Brocker

    I love the image of you being blissfully unaware of how many people were watching. 🙂

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