Freshman Year

My orgasm had been building and I'd really begun to enjoy the way Ed's cock felt inside me, filling my pussy so deeply and thickly. The pain had stopped and given way to only pleasure, so I had asked Ed to go faster. I bucked my hips to meet his every stroke and was thoroughly in the moment, when Ed slammed into me, with full force and commanded me to come.

How could I not?

My head fell back and my back arched as a thundering orgasm shook me to my very core. I cried out loudly as my pussy squeezed and massaged Ed's massive organ. My hips thrust as if they had a mind of their own and when the crescendo finally let me come down, I felt tears running down my cheeks.

Ed asked me, "Are you okay, Megan? Did I hurt you?" How could I explain the joy I was feeling at finally understanding. At last, I had a completely understanding of what sex was supposed to be like. Not a quick grope and a poke in the backseat of a car. No... this extremely thorough fucking that my professor had just given me was exactly what it was supposed to be like. Sweet satisfaction.

I knew one thing. I was going to have to do this a lot more. Whether with Ed, or someone else. I wanted to fuck.
 
OOC: Decided to write the next part, since we discussed what would happen. Hope that's okay, VB.


IC:

I sighed and smiled pleasantly as Ed rolled off of me, letting me rest. He tenderly kissed my neck and thanked me. "I should thank you, Ed." I grinned, "That education was worth this whole semester's tuition." I giggled. Rolling over I snuggled up against his nakedness and let him wrap his arm around me lazily.

We talked for a bit and kissed a bit too, like lovers, even though we both knew it would never be anything more than what it was right now. After a while, an aching need began to work it's way through my body. I smiled at Ed wantonly and sat up.

"What are you up to?" he asked with a grin.

"Just lay back..." I whispered. I took his cock in my hands and began to work it back to a full erection. Ed let his head fall back to the pillow, but watched me the whole time, talking to me, telling me what felt good. Once his dick was standing proudly upright, I reached over into the side table drawer where I'd seen him get the condom before and I carefully rolled it on, as Ed made sure I was doing it right.

With another wicked grin, I got to my knees and straddled him. The head of his cock was at just the right spot that in my current position it was already pushing at the lips of my pussy. I moaned pleasantly and rocked my hips back and forth, letting it draw more juices to lubricate me. Then very slowly, I lowered myself, becoming reaccustomed to it's size, though it was much easier now that we'd already fucked once. Balancing myself against his hard stomach muscles I began to ride his cock. Feeling experimental, I went from bouncing up and down on it, to twirling my hips, so I could feel his cock pressing on my cunt walls in all different ways.
 
OOC hope it is ok to join in as Gina

Megans room mate.. 17 yo girl from australia..a farm girl, that has ezperienced a lot more of life than her 17 years should have.
appearance...5'1.. curly brown hair.. alittle plump... 36D 28 38
Sexual history..in the australian bush there is not much to do as a teenager..Gina had her first bf at 13 and slepy with him at 14..She quickly found that she enjoyed sex.and it gave her a power over the local boys..SHe had tried most things, including group sex with the 10 of thelocal football team

IC Gina shook her hair dry and wrapped a towel around herself as she moved from the shower..a few boys smiled at her as she walked back to her room..It had been a good night, but as usual the young american boy she had picked up in her lecture had not lasted long enough..and she left his room and headed to the shower not fully satisfied

Still Megan was out and that should give her enough time with her favorite vibrator to finish the nigh toff properly

As she got to her door she heard voices..damn she thought..there goes the vibe session..
As she eased the door open she reralised the voices were busy doing what she wished she had been doing properly..
She eased the door open and slipped inside in the shadows..she couldn't see Megan, but she could certainly hear what was going on..Wow..Straight laced Megan maybe wasn't so straight after all
 
OOC: I don't mind you jumping in as Gina, just wanted to make you aware of a couple things.

You need to make Gina 18 years old. I believe that is a rule that the characters have to be 18 or older, also they are in college which here in American doesn't start until someone is 18 (usually).

Also, Megan isn't in the dorm room. She went back to Ed's place with him. So, Gina has the room to herself to do as she wishes.
 
Professor Ed Ruelbach

"On the Bottom"

I love it when a woman rides my cock. There is so much to do, so much to play with. While Megan straddled me, I slipped a hand down and toyed with her clit and spread her pussy lips wide. Her groans as my large cock entered her from that high angle were heaven to my ears. I'm sure Shakespeare described the feeling of a tight, wet, hot, pussy sliding down onto a prick, but I just couldn't bring it to mind.

She began posting up and down on me, giving me the chance to stroke her belly and grasp her perfect breasts. The nipples rolled under and between my fingertips, and she loked down and smiled. She was the perfect fuck, the perfect brief romantic interlude.

As we continued, I arched my back and raised my hips to meet her every downward thrust. She rock and rolled and squirned and came. I was close, but I wanted to be kissing her when I finally came. I pulled her down and then lifted my knees. The gymnastic flexibility pad off and soon I was hammering to her tight hole wiuth all my might.

I licked and nibbled her neck, getting her very hot, and then I whispered the command again.... "Cum with me, Megan!"

We exploded together, rolling over on the bed, kissing and stroking, her nails digging into my back. Then we slowed, collapsed, and slept.

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7 AM -- the alarm went off. Megan was already up, showered and dressed. We ate breakfast and I drove her back to campus. She was yawning again as I kissed her goodbye.

"Another time?" she asked.

I nodded, "Oh, god yes...at least another."

Then I headed off for my office and coffee and classes. English 101 would never be the same!
 
Saturday

I went back to the dorm room where, surprisingly, Gina was fast asleep. I was exhausted from the previous nights activities, but only allowed myself a few hours of sleep.

Around noon, I got up changed into a denim mini skirt and a small tee-shirt and went to the library to do some research for a paper I had been assigned in my humanities course. Walking into the hushed environment, I found a place to sit and set my bag down. Then I went to the computer table and began to look for books that would help my assignment.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a movement. Turning my head in that direction, I was surprised to see Chad from my English 101 class sitting at a table, reading. He was wearing glasses and actually looked very collegiate, albeit tired.

I gave him a small smile, still not sure what to think of him. Seeing him at the library on a Saturday seemed to throw me into a tailspin about my preconceptions of him. I printed out the list of books I'd compiled and walked over to say a quiet hello.
 
OOC: OZ! You're pm box is full. write me please & clean out the old box, ok? Ed wants to meet Gina....

V-boy
 
After my show at the coffee house last night I'd went out with a few friends for some after hours booze...supposed to just be a couple, but yeah...hahaha ...i have a weakness for drink I guess. I blame it on being a Picses. So here I am , hung over and writing a paper for my philosophy class. Damn I hate wearing glasses.

"Hello," a soft and very femine voice says.

I look up and there is that girl from my English 101 class that Ed had his eyes on. Damn she's lookin good today!

I hastily remove my glasses and push a chair out with my foot and lean lazily back in my chair, gotta go back to how most people see me...hahaha...couldn't have it getting around that i sometimes try in college.

"Oh hey ," I say non chalantly, though friendly to a T,"have a seat....i'm sorry to be rude but i can't quite remember your name?"

"Megan," she says though something about her seems different, not as shy perhaps?? Who knows.

"So what are you doin here on a saturday?" she asks.

"well I'm actually writing a compare and contrast paper on the differing views of certain philisophical Rationalists throughout history, but mainly focusing on Decartes, Aristotle, and Hume, and throwing my own bend on why I think geometry is the perfect philisophical tool to further..." I stop myself because her mouth has practically dropped open, " something wrong?" I ask...knowing full well how people usually percieve me. Hell I usually don't do anything to try and change that either..so i need not bitch.....
 
"Wow... that sounds fascinating." I slide into the seat Chad had kicked out for me. My knees barely brush agaisnt his beneath the narrow table and I smile at him, much less shy after the all night sex-session at Ed's the previous night.

I bite my lip, "There's more to you than meets the eye, I guess." I begin to wonder just how much I have misjudged him. I mean, most of what he had just said went over my head, so he had to have a brain in that sleepy looking head.

I set my papers down on the table and pull out a pen, "You mind if I share the workspace?"
 
Meg and i sit there in the library for literally hours getting to know each other, especially when i help her with her humanities paper. I had the class last semester and scored a 97% without a problem. It felt good to act myself around someone again, especially one that seemed so innocent, though i feel as if she is not half as innocent as she lets on. It's very intriguing, and a woman has not done that to me in a long time.

Not too much later we stroll out and I buy her a cup of cappucino fishing some money from my tattered seeming jeans, that fit more comfortably than any other thing that i own.

Finally i say "Meg ya know i have a show tonight at that Mocha MOnkey place again, just me and my guitar and my voice. I'd be real honored if you and anyone else you wanna bring could show up, ya know...give my stuff a fair chance without all the noise that the full band causes. If you don't want to I understand, I mean a girl like you and a guy with an unsavory reputation for a stoner and slacker like myself, but if ya can deal with that then it would be great to see a pretty face out in the crowd," flashing her my grin as a lock of black , wavy hair falls in front of my face, " what do ya say hun?? sound like a winner?"
 
"Yeah, that sounds like a lot of fun." I smiled at him and waved goodbye.

Several hours later I had changed into a wide neck, almost off the shoulder pink sweater and a pair of black jeans and boots, and was sitting at a small table in the Mocha Monkey drinking a Cafe Latte and listening to Chad play his music. I found myself thinking how sexy he looked with his guitar.
 
couldn't believe how great the crowd was tonight! Obviously the show last night had got some word spread out and about. It felt great to have some people actually pay attention to what I was doing, and damn, there was Megan....such a smokin gal, it was hard to pay attention to my music at times because of her.

i culminate the words of my last song:
sunshine
a house in flames
she loves it when she gets it
but it's never felt the same
surgery in the house of dissection
when your candle burns out they'll resurect you

something cold is forced inside her
a tear spills down her cheek
stillborn psalms of the dead dream higher
hymns of the needle freak
with flowers in her hair
she smiles like she just don't care
her dreams are liquid blue
i cut myself again and again to remind myself
of you

my deep baritone voice lays all over the coffeehouse as i almost painfully sing the last words of "The Scream of the Butterfly". Amazingly the crowd gives me an amazing ovation and all sorts of people are congratulating my, but my eyes are focused on one girl as i push my way through the small but seemingly devoted crowd to her.
 
Sorry Megara...trying again..

OOC Gina is an 18yo aussie girl..in college in the states..but the rest of h er description fits..

IC Gina slipsinside her room, clad only in the towel..
It gives her a buzz to walk past the freshman boys with only a towel on..both of them knowing she is naked underneath..and she has caught them often trying to get a glimpse as she passes in case the towel gapes open..

She goes to her bed and retrieves her vibrator from the bedside drawer..She is really looking forward to this..
sometimes there is a need that only a girl can help herself with

The toy is a nice thick latex rubber..about 8 inches long with the rabbit ear that she enjoys so much..
She lays back on the bed..after putting some soft music on..the light from the bedside lamp glows on her tanned skin..
lazily she cups her left breast..her finger strays to her nipple..gently teasiung the pink bud...
 
as the nipple springs to life, gina reaches for the tube of ky jelly and coats her fingers.she reaches between her legsfeeling the soft brown fizz she gently smears the ky between the hairy lips.....and reaches for the vibe.
the familiar buzz is nice as she plays it softly along the slippery slit of her labia..
her eyes closes as she imagaines it is one of the well built black freshmen that is touching her down ther...the buzz sends a tingle through her spine and she eases her legs apart..mmmm
 
Professor Ed Ruelbach

When I got back to my office, I began collecting up evidence of Friday afternoon's "fun"...and I found some things that Megan had left behind: her Chaucer notebook was among them. I tossed allof this into a bag that I'd collected other tings into from my apartment.

As I did, I slipped one more item in there. I smiled as I took her lacey panties from my pocket. Since there were other women who visited my apartment, I really couldb't have souvenirs laying about, so I had to return there sexy undies to her. I smelled them again, getting a whiff of her delicious juices from them. The odor brought back memories of the previous night.

I walked from my office to her dorm room. I looked at my watch: 12:30...maybe a bit early, but I was sure she'd still be there. A girl who fucked for 6 hours straight needed her beauty sleep after all. I found her room number and headed up. The dorm hallway was pretty deserted. I soon found the door and knocked gently. Then more loudly.

"Just a bloody minute!" Not Megan's voice. The door opened and there was another girl, a beauty herself, even with sleep tousled hair and a robe sort of pulled around her body. She looked up at me and I handed her the bag.

"These are Megan Halloway's. She left them in my office yesterday."

The girl was awake enough to look in the bag. "Thanks," she said. Then she looked at me, in the bag, and back at me. She dipped her fingers into the bag and pulled out the panties. She smelled them, just as I had.

"Left them in your office?" Her voice laughed. "Maybe you'd better step in for a minute?"
 
Damn, the door Gina thought as she awoke to a knocking...She looked over to Megan's bed...Damn again she thought...She searched for her robe and threw it on..The vibe caught her eye and she tucked it in the drawer..

Sleepily she opened the door to see megan's professor there..
Yes she said. can i help you..
he handed her a bag
Megan's stuff he said..
Gina looke d inside the bag and was surprised to see a pair of lacy panties..
She left these in class? gina asked..
Do you want to come in and wait..I'm not sure where she is but you are welcome to wait..
Cofffee??
 
Professor Ed Ruelbach

"Damn it" he thought, "That'll do it. Somebody's going to be screaming 'rape!' to the campus authority for certain." When the girl invited him in for coffee, he knew he was either screwed or damned lucky. How about blackmail, he thought.

"Ummm, I'm Ed Ruelbach," he stammered as he took the mug from the girl. Her robe had slipped open a bit and he could see sone of her body. "Nice tits," he mused to himself. He sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Gina," she replied and held out her hand. As he shook her hand, the robe slipped again and a nipple came into view. She walked across the dorm suite and locked the door.

"Maybe we should talk about these things Megan left, Ed. Ummm, how DID her panties get in there? Especially in this condition?" Gina tossed them to Ed who caught them face high. The still damp gusset smelled of Megan.

Gina grinned and whispered, "Was our little Megan being a bad girl for her teacher?"
 
Meg stood up as Chad came over, "What a great show! I didn't realize you were so talented." She grinned at him.

"So... what do you usually do to wind down after a performance?" she asked casually.
 
"well usually i just go back to my apt. and drink a few by myself, but ya know...i think i could handle having you along" I grin broadly. Things were going MUCH better then I expected them to. In fact if everything goes how i want it to Meg will be experiencing a not so little suprise in the near future...hmmm.
 
"That sounds good. You have beer?" Chad nodded yes, and I smiled. "Great... how far do you live from here?" He told me it wasn't far at all, that we could walk.

As we walked, I casually took his hand in mine and we talked until we arrived at his apartment. He let me inside and I relaxed on the couch, while he got our beers. The place was small and sparsely furnished, but it was clean. I lay back against the side of the couch. Chad brought out the beers and I accepted the bre gratefully.

We both drank our beers in silence and I was reminded of sharing the wine with Ed the previous evening. It made me blush, and I immediately began to feel the heat in my pussy remembering his cock inside me. I glanced over at Chad and wondered what his was like.
 
Gina looked at Ed..You know, Megan seems such a straight girl I thought she was still a virgin..Gina batted her eyelids at Ed.
But obviously she has enjoyed your lecture for those little panties to be so damp..

What was the lecture about ED?
 
He looked at her and tossed a mental coin...It came up "tail" and he wanted to nail this tal, right here and now.

"The lecture? It was on Chaucer, the dirty parts, but that wasn't the real lesson, Gina." He grinned. "That part was on getting your pussy eaten til you cum and then fucking til you beg for more."

He looked straight into her eyes and reached out to part the robe. Her body was incredible...not very tall maybe, but deliciously stacked. Her nipples were dusky and hard and crinkled, her eyes smouldering, her pussy trimmed for a bikini, and her legs looked very toned. His cock surged in his tight jeans as he drank in this perfect piece.

"Would you like to get a sample of what Megan learned last night?"
 
Guiding meg into my room i sit her down on my nice and comfy bed while i open a fridge in my room, stacked full with of course beer. Here I was on my third and she was still on her first...haha.

"Well meg here ya go," I proclaim grinning broadly," my room. Go over there to the tv and pick us out a movie or something to watch, or do you just wanna see whats on tv?"

I reach for the remote but Meg is quicker and playfully quips,"I believe we'll watch what I wanna watch," she gives me that big grin. I smile back, a smile and a questioning eyebrow raised as I lunge at her and we begin to struggle over the remote for the television set.
 
Gina looks at Ed incredulously..
My sweet innocent little roomie did that "lecture " with you?? I don't believe it..
Tell me more about it..
Gina sits on her bed and crosses and uncrosses her legs..Sharon Stone style..

She really did that.. I picked her as a virgin you know she says
 
"Well, there are virgi9ns, and then there are not quite virgins." I laughed softly. "But I really dislike Tell only...let's try Show and Tell."

I slid to my knees before her and said, "Wevstarted with this." The kiss was gentle, but when Gina responded, it got more intense. From there, I let my mouth and my hands do the work. Soon, the questions had stopped, the robe was off her, and the moaning had begun.

"Tell me, gina," I whispered, "does Australian pussy taste different from American....?"
 
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