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Recap:



At about 3am, Devante was awaken by a loud crash, Spencer on the other hand was still fast asleep. Devante got up to investigate. He opened the closet to find that one of Spencer’s bens had fallen on the ground. As he picked it up to sit it back on the shelf a set of pictures fell out.



Chapter 2



Curiosity got the best of Devante and before he knew it he was flipping through them. The first picture was of a naked blond chick with big breast, the next of a brunette, and the next of another blond. The more Devante flipped the harder and harder his dick got.



Quickly he looked over to Spencer, who was completely naked and had managed to kick his cover off revealing his semi-hardon, but he was still fast asleep.



Devante then slid his boxers down a little to let his, now leaking, dick escape from its prison. As he looked through the pictures he slowly began to massage his growing nine inch dick. By now the head was covered in pre-cum and aching to cum.



Suddenly, Devante came to some pictures of Spencer fucking these girls. Something intrigued Devante about these. He found himself marveling at Spencers uncut dick. Never has Devante seen an uncut cock before and definitely not one that was hard.



The last couple of pictures set Devante over the edge. Apparently, Spencer must have taken some pictures of himself jerking off because the girls had disappeared and now it was only Spencer and his big cock. When Devante turned to the next picture of Spencer’s cock shooting a hot load all over his chest, Devante lost it send rope after rope of ivory cum all over the closet floor.



Devante scurried to find a towel and clean up his mess. He also quickly put the photos back in the box, but not before snagging one of the cum shot photos to save for later.



Devante climbed back in bed and had no problem falling to sleep after blowing that giant load all over the floor.



The next morning Devante awoke to a naked Spencer rummaging through his closet looking for an outfit to wear.



Looking over, Spencer remarked, “Good morning sleepy head!”



“Shut up! Well it took me a while to get to sleep” replied Devante.



“Bullshit! You were asleep before me.” Spencer shot back.



“Anyway… What’s on the agenda for today?” asked Devante.



“Well I know we have orientation in an hour, but later on they are supposed to be having some kind of lame mixer so that the freshmen can get to know each other before the upperclassmen come back. I doubt I go though. My friend was telling me about a party with some cute girls so I think I wanna go to that. You in?” asked Spencer.



“Why not? I could use some pussy” stated Devante even though that was the furthest thing from his mind at the moment.



“Aye Devante, did you go through some of my shit? My stuff looks moved around or something and my baseball cards are on the floor?”



“Naw dude, your box fell last night and some stuff fell out. I thought I picked it all up” Spencer replied.



Although unseen by Devante, Spencer’s face was filled with horror. “What else fell out?” he asked quickly.



A little nervous, Devante responded “Just a couple of tshirts and your old yearbook that its.”



Relieved, Spencer said “thanks for picking up my shit. I guess that’s what happens when you put a heavy box on top of a half empty one” and continued to get ready.



They both headed off to their separate orientations with plans of meeting up later to head over to the party.



While walking to orientation, Devante ran into this tall Adonis. He had light blue eyes and a smile that lit up the room. Devante couldn’t help but stare.



“Hey man, do you live on this floor” the guy asked.



“Yeah, right down the hall in 488″ quickly replied Devante.



“Oh, you must be… uhm… Davon… no Dev…”



“Devante” he quickly cut him off.



“Yeah, sorry about that. My name is Lance and I am the RA for this floor. If you need anything at all, directions, advice on good places to eat, even a listening ear let me know” Lance said.



“Aight man! Cool!” Devante responded.



“Well, I don’t want to hold you up. I know you have to get off to orientation, but I live right here is 435 if you need me” Lance said as we went back into his room.



Spencer was the first to get back to the room and had apparently brought a friend.



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This is chapter 2 of College Roommates Meet. I hope you enjoyed. I promise there will be sex and lot of hot jacking off in the chapters to come but I do want to lay down a little storyline first. Like I said this is my first time writing a story so if you have feedback or suggestions I would love to hear it. Please email me with any comments, questions, critics, or suggestions and as always, stay tuned.

Chapter 1



Today marked a new chapter in Devante’s life. Today was move in day, and all summer Devante had dreamed about what life would be like on a college campus and today he would find out. He had only dreamed about getting out of his parents’ house and out of the watchful eye of his younger sister.



His only concern was being an African American going to a predominantly Caucasian school, but then again he always like a challenge.





Devante was your typical high school athlete. He was very handsome resembling a young version of Will Smith. He stood about 6’1 with size 13 feet. He had a ripped body with well-defined abs and a V cut that drove the girls crazy.



Even with all these good looks, Devante was still a virgin. He had had his fair share of girlfriends but for some reason he could never find that spark in the relationship. They’d give me head but he could never seem to keep his nine inch dick hard.





He was the first one to get to the dorm room. As he and his parents began to unpack, a forty year old man came into the room carrying a 42 inch tv. Shortly after, in walked his roommate Spencer.



“Hey dude, you must be Devante” Spencer said.



Spencer was white but had a bronze glow thanks to his great tan, not to mention the fact that he was shirtless.



“Yeah, wassup” replied Devante. Together both families unpacked and shortly after departed for home.





Now alone, Devante got to know Spencer.



“So where ya from?” Asked Devante.



“I grew up in Manhattan, but when I was 11 we moved to Chicago” stated Spencer.



“Aww, word? I thought I heard a little New Yorker accent” said Devante.



“Get out of here. I don’t have a New York accent. Where are you from?” Spencer shot back.



“Whatever you say dude, but I’m from St. Louis. I hooped it up a little bit down there but wanted a change of piece so I decided to come here. are you hungry cuz I’m starving?”



After thinking for a second Spencer nodded and said “I’m down to grab some food, give me a second and let me change right quick and then we can go see what this campus food is all about.”





Spencer stood up and walked over to his closet and grabbed some jeans and a t-shirt. He then dropped his basketball shorts to the ground revealing that he was not wearing any underwear. This caught Devante by surprise and his face clearly showed it.



“Oh, sorry dude! I usually don’t wear underwear unless I’m jogging or playing ball or something. I hope that’s cool with you.” said Spencer.



“Shit, I don’t care, it just caught me by surprise that’s all” replied Devante.



Even though Devante said he was cool with it, the sight of seeing his new roommate completely naked stirred up some feelings in him that he had never felt before. Of course he had seen other guys naked, I mean come on what athlete hasn’t, but something about this was different. Quickly spencer changed and they went off to find a dining hall.





After they returned to the room, they both started getting ready for bed. Spencer stripped naked and hopped in bed while Devante wore a white beater and some basketball shorts.



After turning off the lights spencer spoke up and said “please don’t take this the wrong way but you are actually pretty cool. I was nervous at first. When I got your info in the mail about being my roommate I looked you up on Facebook and thought you were some kind of thug but I feel like you’re pretty cool and we are going to have a good year together.”





“Well, since you brought it up” Devante said, “after seeing all your Facebook pictures I was nervous too. I thought you were going to be some pretentious pretty boy frat type. I mean that one picture of you with all those guys…” Spencer bust out laughing.



“Dude, I was drunk and that was after graduation, but I understand.”



Shortly after, they were both fast asleep.





At about 3am, Devante was awoken by a loud crash, Spencer on the other hand was still fast asleep. Devante got up to investigate. He opened the closet to find that one of Spencer’s bens had fallen on the ground. As he picked it up to sit it back on the shelf a set of pictures fell out.





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This is my first time writing a story so let me know what you guys think. Please email me with any comments, questions, critics, or suggestions. I’m not sure if there will be a chapter 2 or not so let me know what you think. Also, let me know if you have ideas. Thanks for the read.

Recap:



At about 3am, Devante was awaken by a loud crash, Spencer on the other hand was still fast asleep. Devante got up to investigate. He opened the closet to find that one of Spencer’s bens had fallen on the ground. As he picked it up to sit it back on the shelf a set of pictures fell out.



Chapter 2



Curiosity got the best of Devante and before he knew it he was flipping through them. The first picture was of a naked blond chick with big breast, the next of a brunette, and the next of another blond. The more Devante flipped the harder and harder his dick got.



Quickly he looked over to Spencer, who was completely naked and had managed to kick his cover off revealing his semi-hardon, but he was still fast asleep.



Devante then slid his boxers down a little to let his, now leaking, dick escape from its prison. As he looked through the pictures he slowly began to massage his growing nine inch dick. By now the head was covered in pre-cum and aching to cum.



Suddenly, Devante came to some pictures of Spencer fucking these girls. Something intrigued Devante about these. He found himself marveling at Spencers uncut dick. Never has Devante seen an uncut cock before and definitely not one that was hard.



The last couple of pictures set Devante over the edge. Apparently, Spencer must have taken some pictures of himself jerking off because the girls had disappeared and now it was only Spencer and his big cock. When Devante turned to the next picture of Spencer’s cock shooting a hot load all over his chest, Devante lost it send rope after rope of ivory cum all over the closet floor.



Devante scurried to find a towel and clean up his mess. He also quickly put the photos back in the box, but not before snagging one of the cum shot photos to save for later.



Devante climbed back in bed and had no problem falling to sleep after blowing that giant load all over the floor.



The next morning Devante awoke to a naked Spencer rummaging through his closet looking for an outfit to wear.



Looking over, Spencer remarked, “Good morning sleepy head!”



“Shut up! Well it took me a while to get to sleep” replied Devante.



“Bullshit! You were asleep before me.” Spencer shot back.



“Anyway… What’s on the agenda for today?” asked Devante.



“Well I know we have orientation in an hour, but later on they are supposed to be having some kind of lame mixer so that the freshmen can get to know each other before the upperclassmen come back. I doubt I go though. My friend was telling me about a party with some cute girls so I think I wanna go to that. You in?” asked Spencer.



“Why not? I could use some pussy” stated Devante even though that was the furthest thing from his mind at the moment.



“Aye Devante, did you go through some of my shit? My stuff looks moved around or something and my baseball cards are on the floor?”



“Naw dude, your box fell last night and some stuff fell out. I thought I picked it all up” Spencer replied.



Although unseen by Devante, Spencer’s face was filled with horror. “What else fell out?” he asked quickly.



A little nervous, Devante responded “Just a couple of tshirts and your old yearbook that its.”



Relieved, Spencer said “thanks for picking up my shit. I guess that’s what happens when you put a heavy box on top of a half empty one” and continued to get ready.



They both headed off to their separate orientations with plans of meeting up later to head over to the party.



While walking to orientation, Devante ran into this tall Adonis. He had light blue eyes and a smile that lit up the room. Devante couldn’t help but stare.



“Hey man, do you live on this floor” the guy asked.



“Yeah, right down the hall in 488″ quickly replied Devante.



“Oh, you must be… uhm… Davon… no Dev…”



“Devante” he quickly cut him off.



“Yeah, sorry about that. My name is Lance and I am the RA for this floor. If you need anything at all, directions, advice on good places to eat, even a listening ear let me know” Lance said.



“Aight man! Cool!” Devante responded.



“Well, I don’t want to hold you up. I know you have to get off to orientation, but I live right here is 435 if you need me” Lance said as we went back into his room.



Spencer was the first to get back to the room and had apparently brought a friend.



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This is chapter 2 of College Roommates Meet. I hope you enjoyed. I promise there will be sex and lot of hot jacking off in the chapters to come but I do want to lay down a little storyline first. Like I said this is my first time writing a story so if you have feedback or suggestions I would love to hear it. Please email me with any comments, questions, critics, or suggestions and as always, stay tuned.

Recap:



Spencer was the first to get back to the room from orientation and had apparently brought a friend.



Chapter 3:



Devante walked in and found Spencer playing Madden 2k13 with some other guy.



“Devante, what took you so long” Spencer asked.



“I was in orientation” Devante said matter-of-factly.



“Duh, I mean I know that but our group has been done for like half an hour. Anyway, this is Jeff. We went to high school together and he lives down the hall. He’s the one I was telling you about earlier that know about the party later.”



“Aw, farreal? Well nice to meet you Jeff” said Devante.



“Nice to meet you to cuz” replied Jeff.



“Cuz? Who? I’m not yo damn cousin” Devante said getting a little upset.



Quickly Spencer intervened and said, “Sorry about that Devante, he hasn’t met many black people before. He didn’t mean anything” pausing the game.



“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you. I thought that a regular expression” Jeff apologized.



“Man it’s cool” Devante uttered as he began to undress. “I’m bout to go see what this Rec Center is all about. Maybe hoop it up or something.”



“Mind if we tag along” asked Jeff as he and Spencer eagerly awaited an answer.



“Shit, that’s cool. It’ll probably be easier to start a game 3 on 3 anyway” Devante responded.



Before the words were even out of his mouth Spencer had already torn off his shirt and dropped is jeans to start changing.



“Damn dude, you’re still free ballin huh?” commented Jeff.



“And… Is there a problem” Spencer questioned.



“Nope! Not at all, as long as you’re not modest it doesn’t matter to me. Mind if I borrow a pair of your shorts so I don’t have to go back to the room” asked Jeff.



Out of nowhere Spencer threw Jeff a pair of shorts as he continued to rummage through his closet. All suited up and ready to go they headed out to the Rec Center.



Since the upperclassmen had not yet returned to campus, the Rec Center was pretty empty. There was no line no wait at any of the machines or for any of the courts. They quickly found a couple of freshmen to play again, but they were no real match and the scrimmage was over in about twenty minutes. After that, the guys hit the weight room.



While lifting, one of the black student workers came over to Devante and Spencer’s machine.



“How you guys doing” he asked.



“We good!”



“I just thought I would stop by and introduce myself. My name is Theo, and I am the student manager here at the Rec Center. Let me know if you guys have any questions.” Theo was a little bit taller than Devante standing at about 6’2 and appeared that he spent all of his time in the gym by his muscular body. Hi biceps looked humongous and from the print in the front of his sweats, he was really packing.



“Aight, will do.”



“Actually, before you go are there any zoomba classes or something” Jeff blurted out. “We are trying to pick up a couple chicks if you know what I mean.” Jeff really had a way with words Devante thought.



“Word? Yall looking for some ladies?” commented Theo



“Hell Yeah!” Spencer interjected.



“What’s yall names?”



“I’m Spencer, this is my guy Jeff, and my roommate Devante.”



“Well I hate to burst yall bubble, but you not finna find the kinda girls you looking for up in one of these rec center yoga classes, but I’ll tell yall what, I’ll give yall my number and yall hit me up sometime and I’ll personally show yall where yall can find some ladies.”



Spencer and Jeff quickly pull out their phones to get ready to take down his number.



“Hold up yall, something don’t sound right about this. Why I feel like you finna send us off and give us a fake number or something?” asked Devante



“Naw my dude, it ain’t even like that. I remember when I was a freshman and I wish a cool ass senior would have took me under they wing. Stop jumping to conclusions before you fuck up a good thing” Theo stated. “Yall ready?”



“Yeah” said Jeff and Spencer simultaneously



“Aight, it’s 602-593-6842. Text me so I’ll know who it is.”



“Man you betta not be sending us off cuz we freshmen!” shot back Devante



“Playa, can I holla at you for a second” asked Theo to Devante



Devante nodded and walked over to the other part of the weight room with Theo.



“You said yo name was Devante right?”



“Yeah”



“Well Devante, I’m gonna be honest with you. I only came over to yall because I noticed you over there. Be real with yourself for a second. How many black students do you see on this campus?”



Devante thought to himself for a moment.



“Not many right? So when I see one I try to help them out. Yo friends seem like cool people so I figured that I would be a nice guy and help another brotha out, now if you don’t want my friendship that’s perfectly fine, but step to me like that.”



“Shit, man I’m sorry. I ain’t mean to come at you like that I just ain’t used to people being nice for no reason. But I mean if you legit then I’ll hit you up sometime.”



“Aight, cool!” Theo said putting his muscular hand on Devante’s shoulder. This sent chill down Devante’s spine, but why?



They both parted ways and Devante and the rest of the group headed back to the dorm to get ready for the party later that night.



Back at the dorm Jeff had gone back to his room leaving Spencer and Devante alone to get ready.



“Damn, that Theo dude seems super cool.” Spencer chuckled



“I mean yeah, I guess so. Something about him just doesn’t rub me right, but hit up Jeff cuz I’m ready to roll.”



No sooner said, the three were out the door to the party that Jeff knew of. As promised there were women everywhere and Spencer and Jeff quickly broke off to talk to some ladies leaving Devante alone to drink and mingle.



Shortly before 2, as Devante was about to leave Spencer came over. “Hey dude, you think I can have the room tonight?”



“Spencer, you got to be fucking kidding me. It’s only the second night and I’m already getting sexiled?”



“Dude I’ll make it up to you I promise!”



“Oh, I’ll make sure of that!” Devante rebutted.



“Man, you’re the best!”



“Fuck you!”



With nowhere else to turn, Devante dialed the only other person’s number he knew of this campus… Theo.



“Hello” said Theo a bit groggy



“Wassup dude, this is Devante. We met at the Rec Center.”



“Oh yeah! Hey dude wassup?”



“Nothing much, I just got sexiled and I was hoping I could crash at your place…”



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This next chapter is guaranteed to excite your taste buds!



This is chapter 3 of College Roommates Meet. I hope you enjoyed. Like I said this is my first time writing a story so if you have feedback or suggestions I would love to hear it. Please email me with any comments, questions, critics, or suggestions and as always, stay tuned.

I had known Heather since I was a junior in high school. We did not attend the same high school nor did we hang out often. We were nothing more than passing acquaintances. She was a good looking girl, although not necessarily my type. She was tall, just a shade under 6 feet, and I preferred more petite girls. We ended up choosing to go to the same college, but as we weren’t close friends we didn’t tell each other.



I ran into Heather about 2 months into my freshman year on campus and we were surprised to see each other to say the least. She looked good, but she still wasn’t my type. She wore a pair of jeans that hugged her wide hips, a green T-shirt, and a pair of brown sandals. We chatted for awhile and then I headed off to class.



Heather and I began too see each other more and more on campus, and even began to hang out on the weekends. Like most college towns, there isn’t much to do but drink, and drink a lot. She became a regular with my crowd of friends that year, and we all had great times, even though we couldn’t always remember what exactly we did. Heather had become known for drinking until she passed out, and I was always the one who had to take care of her, which ruined my night.



Like just about every Friday night that year, it was drinking time. We started out pre-drinking at in my dorm room, but we were soon off to the Blue House. That was our normal Friday night party house. It was always loaded with good looking girls, had tons of beer and rarely got busted by the cops. Heather was with us as usual, and was pretty drunk by the time we got to the house. She was wearing a pair of tight black “fuck me” pants as I called them, and a backless, sleeveless shirt. Her C sized tits had a hard time staying put in her shirt, but she wouldn’t have noticed if they fell out anyway. Her long curly brown hair looked good, but also hid the drunken look she had in her eyes.



I spent the first hour or so hanging with my buddy who lived at the house. We chilled behind his bar, drank and played drinking games such as ‘hockey’ and ‘asshole.’ I was buzzing pretty well when I saw Heather drunkenly stumbling around the dance floor, spilling her full beer everywhere. She barely had her eyes open and had to lean on the wall or other random people to keep from falling over. I shook my head and said bye to my buddy, as I knew I had to take Heather home…….again. She had ruined another night, and I was going to at least make taking her home worth my while.



I went over to Heather and grabbed her arm. She smiled at me, but didn’t seem to recognize who I was. I put her arm over my shoulder and walked her out of the house. It took us nearly half an hour to get back to her dorm. I used her key to let me in her room and I dumped her on her bed. Her roommate Carrie went home every weekend so I had the room, not to mention Heather, all to myself.



She passed out the minute she hit the bed. Her left tit flopped out of the vee in her shirt. I reached down and began to massage her breast. She didn’t react all, so I decided to go a bit further. I lifted her shirt up over head and threw it to the floor. With her naked from the waist up I quietly took my shirt and shoes off. Casting them to the side I knelt on the floor next to Heather’s bed and took one of her nipple’s into my mouth. I licked and sucked on her nipple until it grew sharp in my mouth. There was still no reaction from Heather. She was out cold, and I was going to enjoy myself. I was going to make taking care of her drunken ass so many times worth it. I had never thought of dating Heather, but I often thought about what it would be like to have meaningless sex with her. Tonight was the night I was going to find out.



I stood back up and unzipped her pants in the front and slid them past her hips and down to her ankles. They ended up being tossed onto Carrie’s bed as I set my sight on her crotch. She was wearing a teeny black silk thong that hardly covered anything. I rolled those past her ass and down her legs. I sniffed then pocketed her panties as a memento of the evening we were about to have. She sported a landing strip above her slit, and the rest was nice and smooth. She must get waxed I thought as I added my jeans and boxers to the pile of clothes on the floor.



My dick was semi-hard as it anticipated its impending action. I took my dick in my hand and began to rub the head over Heather’s lips and face. She looked pretty like that, I thought. I wanted to fuck her and was growing impatient, but needed to get her warmed up. I opened her legs and spread apart her lips, sliding a finger insider her warm hole. She was a bit damp, but needed some work before I could get down to business with her. With my other hand I began to rub her clit while my finger slid in and out of her. Her pussy smelled great so I moved in for a taste, extending tongue and lapping first at her outer lips. There was still no movement from Heather other than her breathing. Her pussy tasted wonderful and she was starting to get wetter. I pressed my tongue all the way inside of Heather and licked her inner folds slowly, exploring all I could of her slit.



My cock was now as hard as a pipe and I wanted to fuck Heather badly. Her pussy was nice and wet, ready for my cock. I positioned myself between her legs and slowly probed my cock into her wet warm hole. I thought I heard a moan escape her mouth, but couldn’t be sure. Her pussy felt wonderful, and I found it hard to keep from cumming right there. I wanted to enjoy this so I fought back the urge to blow my load in her unsuspecting pussy. Once all the way inside her I lifted her legs and placed them on my shoulders. Thrusting my hips I began to jab in and out of her, first slow then I increasingly picked up the pace. Soon enough I was plowing myself into her delicate hole, causing the bed to bang against the wall, which elicited an angry response from her neighbor. Heather’s nipples were now pointing straight up and her face was flushed as my dick began to cause an involuntary response from her slumbering body. I started rolling her clit between my thumb and index finger as I slammed into Heather with short little jabs.



Her breathing became shallow and quicker in pace. I knew she was close to cumming and I wanted to push her over the edge but save my seed for someplace else. I withdrew my glistening cock and knelt down in front of her leaking cunt. I rammed three fingers inside her vacant hole and flicked her bean with my tongue. No less than a minute later she glossed my face with her juices and her body trembled a bit. She had still not woken up, so I was confident that she wouldn’t notice what I was about to do to her.



On top of her roommates dresser was a tube of KY, which would aid my next undertaking. I grabbed the tube and dropped it next to Heather on the bed. I grabbed her waist and rolled her over on to her chest, and pulled her towards me so that her legs dangled off the bed. I spread her ass cheeks with one hand and squeezed a large dollop of KY on her brown rosebud. I spread it around her hole with my finger and then pressed it inside her tight virgin ass. Satisfied that she was lubed enough, I worked some KY over my cock and placed my head at her tight hole. I slowly inserted myself into her ass and stopped to see if Heather was showing any signs of waking up. She was still out so I rammed my dick into her ass full tilt. Her ass was incredibly tight, and it clamped down on me like a vise. There was no way I would last long, so I pumped furiously inside her dark tunnel. I grabbed the hair in the back of her head and pulled it back while I rode her ass. Her bed was now ramming against her wall with every plunge into her ass I made, which covered the low grunting I couldn’t hold back through gritted teeth. My balls tightened and I knew this was it. I buried my dick deep into her ass and let loose a torrent of cum, flooding her rear love canal. I collapsed on top of my sleeping sex toy in a heap of drunken post rape fatigue. I was sweating and breathing raggedly, but knew I had to get out of her dorm and back to my place before Heather woke up and I was in big trouble.



I slid her underneath her covers and gathered up my clothes. After I was dressed, wearing her panties, and ready to leave, I slid my tongue into her mouth and explored her for a few seconds more before exiting her room. The hallway was empty, but I quickly made my way to the nearest stairwell and made it outside. I was smiling from ear to ear as I jauntily ambled home. This was a great night, and even though Heather was out cold I knew she had enjoyed herself. My mind replayed what I had done as I walked home and combined with the feel of Heather’s silk thong rubbing against my cock, I was hard again.

I was inspired by a Literotica series “Sex Club…” about a group of regular college kids. The original story was written from a guy’s perspective. This is a girl’s take on it.



Calie’s first year at college was a big change from living at home. With a full class load, homework, work study job and taking care of herself she stayed very busy. She was making lots of friends and enjoyed taking part in college dorm life too. Her grades were good, and she was happy with her “B” average. She had still not declared a major yet, but there was still plenty of time for that. As a freshman her love life had been really nonexistent, which was okay with her. She really did not feel she had the time or want to deal with the angst that she saw her roommate and others on her floor go through as a relationship broke up. When Calie had broken up with her high school boyfriend Adam the summer before going off to college the emotional trauma was not something she was eager to repeat.



The closest Calie had come to “sex” during her freshman year was when her roommate had brought a boy back to their room and she had walked in on them “doing it”. Calie made an abrupt about-face and walked down to the dorm lounge to wait for them to finish.



While Calie and her roommate got along okay, having a roomy was a new experience. She had never had to share a room before as she had her own room at home. Calie was used to having privacy when she wanted it. Things would be better this year, because she had enough seniority as a sophomore to rate a single dorm room.



Though she wasn’t dating, that didn’t keep Calie from thinking about boys. She enjoyed getting together with her roommate or girlfriends to discuss their latest date, boyfriend, or a “hot” guy in one of their classes. She loved it when one of her friends went into the juicier details about a date. The kissing, the fondling, the undressing, the caressing, the….well you get the idea. When she got back to her dorm room, under the covers or in the shower, Calie would sometimes play back in her mind the details of these dating stories. She would fantasize that it was her in the stories. It never took long, using her imagination and her fingers dancing between her legs, to bring about a satisfying conclusion to the “story”.



It wasn’t that Calie did not get asked out. Friends mentioned boys they wanted to set her up with and sometimes a guy would ask her out. She always declined. She just knew she was not ready to invest the emotional time it took to have a boyfriend at this point in her life.



One of Calie’s friends, Heather a junior, regularly contributed juicy date stories that fueled Calie’s self help fantasy sessions. Heather seemed to have a lot of fun with many different guys. Calie decided to text Heather and asked if they could get together and have a drink, just the two of them sometime during the week. Heather texted back, and Tuesday at Joe-Joes at 3:00 was agreed upon.



During their get together Calie unloaded on Heather the reasons for Calie shying away from the date scene. Calie told Heather she was envious of her ability to have an active date life, and somehow avoiding the emotional roller coaster that normally accompanies dating guys.



Heather in turn asked Calie some questions:



Was she a virgin? No, she had lost it to her high school boyfriend.



Was she interested in just going out with guys and was she interested having a sex life as well? Well, of course she enjoyed going out with a guy on a date, and while the thought of having some sex was great in theory, issues such as catching an unwanted disease were show stoppers for her.



Heather took a deep breath and paused for a few moments. Then she lowered her voice and said, “What I am about to tell you needs to stay between you and me. You need to promise to me that you will not repeat what I am about to tell you to anyone. Not anyone.” Calie was not sure what to make of Heather’s statement, but agreed.



Heather spoke to Calie for the next few minutes without interruption. “There is an off campus club that I belong to. It is sort of like a dating club, but different. The club has about 80 members, half girls and half boys. We meet at Virginia Smith’s house which is about 2 blocks from campus. The house is quite large and can accommodate a large group of people. Virginia is an older retired lady that enjoys being near younger people and providing this safe outlet for them. I think Virginia said the club has been going on for 9 years.



Most weekends there is a short meeting, some social time and an opportunity to set up dates. I indicate what night I am available for a date by placing a marker with my name on that day of the week on the dating board. You can sign up for a maximum of two dates or as few as 0 if you are too busy that week. After 5:00 PM the guys can go over to the dating board and select the markers of 1 or 2 girls they would like to date that week.



At this point Calie interrupted with a few questions.



“How does this solve the emotional ups and downs of dating?”



“The rule is you can’t date the same guy more than once every 2 months so there is no commitment or expectation of a next date.”



“What if you want to date someone more regularly?”



“Then you have to leave the club.”



“In a lot of the ‘girl talks’ we’ve had with our friends it sounded like you are doing more than just going out on a dinner dates, was that just made up? ”



“No.”



“Well then I guess I don’t understand. How does that work?”



“After you and your date go out and have a dinner, a dance or a movie you go back to his place or yours and have sex.”



“You what!?” Calie exclaimed.



“Let me spell it out for you. S E X. You hold hands back to your place, you kiss, cuddle, fondle, take your clothes off, and then make love to each other until you’ve had enough.”



Calie took a few moments to compose herself and close her jaw, which had just about hit the floor in disbelief.



“You mean you are having sex on the first date?”



“Yes.” Heather replied, matter-of-factly.



“What about STDs?”



“Everyone who is admitted to the club is required to pass an STD test before they join. They take another test every 3 months as long as they are members. Because of this, the boys do not wear condoms, which they love, and girls must be on the pill. The existing members are responsible for recruiting new members and they vote on who gets admitted. The club members are just your average college kids looking for the same thing you are. If there is a complaint against a member, then Virginia talks to them about it. If there are any more complaints they are not invited to come back. If you have sex outside of the club, your membership is suspended until you are tested again.”



“What if I don’t want to have sex after a date?”



“Calie, you can always say no, but you had better have a good reason. If it happens more than once, they would probably drop you from the club. If you don’t enjoy having sex with boys then this club isn’t for you. ”



Heather continued, “Calie, this is why I think the club would be great for you. During the date you are not sitting there wondering, ‘does he like me?’ ‘Do I need to make the first move’? ‘Do I want to date him again?’ You know with certainty that if you have a date on Thursday, you are going to have dinner followed by sex with a nice boy. Leading up to the date night, the anticipation is half the fun. I am imagining being with him and what that he will be like. During the date I am sitting across from him, I am trying to anticipate what kind of lover he will be. For me, I know by the time we get back to my place or his I am so horny and ready to make love with him I can hardly stand it. Sure some guys are better dates than others. If I don’t have a great time with a guy so what! When the night is over it’s over. ”



“Calie, I know I have hit you with a lot of information. Why don’t you think it over? If you think you are at all interested, why don’t you stop by the student health center and get tested. Our next meeting is this Sunday. If you decide you want to pursue this, we can go to the meeting together.”



Needless to say, this is not what Calie thought she would find out about during her meeting with Heather. She was still in a little bit of shock. As she walked back to her dorm room, she wondered who the other members might be. Maybe she already knew some of the boys that belonged to the club. Would it really be safe? Would people think she was a slut? Was she “club” material?



While not a virgin, Calie’s score card was not exactly overflowing. She had gone “all the way” with one boy friend in high school and they had done “it” maybe a dozen times together. Making love together had been great fun. There were two other boys she had dated seriously enough that some articles of clothing had gotten removed. Calie had done enough to know she did like “playing” with boys.



Calie still remembered the first time she saw a boy naked. Her older sister had come home late at night with her boyfriend, Cameron. She heard them talking on the swimming pool patio just outside her bedroom window. She peaked out her window and saw the two of them taking their clothes off! Were they going swimming this late at night? While there was not much light, Calie could still plainly see what was happening. Her sister had taken all her clothes off and jumped naked into the pool. Cameron was still undressing and Calie’s eyes were riveted on him. Soon Cameron’s briefs came off, revealing his penis that hung down from a small bush of pubic hair. A few seconds later the view was gone as he dove into the pool too.



Calie could see them making out in the pool. After a short while her sister climbed out of the pool followed by Cameron. As the water drained off of him, Calie could see Cameron’s penis was now pointing nearly straight up. It also seemed much longer and thicker. She could also see his balls much better, as there was no longer a limp penis hanging over them. Calie sat transfixed as she watched her naked sister come up behind Cameron, press her body against his back, and then reached around with her hands hugging him against her. Her sister was whispering something in his ear, and then lowered a hand and grabbed hold of his stiff cock. The expression on Cameron’s face was like someone savoring their last bite of a chocolate bar. Calie’s sister worked a hand up and down the length of Cameron’s shaft while the other caressed his teenage abs. Calie could feel herself getting wet and tingly as she watch her sister’s hand move up and over the top of Cameron’s rigid cock and then slide back down to do it all over again. Soon Cameron’s hips begin to thrust and her sister started to work him faster and faster. With a final thrust into his girlfriend’s hand, Cameron’s penis shot forth a long rope of cum that landed 3 feet away in the pool. 2 More ropes of cum followed. That unintended lesson from her sister and Cameron proved to be prime fantasy material over the next year until Calie had her own opportunity to put some of what she had learned into action.



One thing Calie did know for certain, this talk about the “Sex Club” had her feeling horny and her panties felt like they were soaked. After getting back to her room Calie took off her clothes. She then looked at herself in the full length mirror. She admired herself and thought, “Yah, I’ll bet some of those boys in the club would like this view”.



Calie started the shower, got in, and played back in her mind what Heather had told her. Calie reached down between legs with her fingers. In less than a minute her legs were practically giving way as her small body began to spasm in response.



Calie had been on the pill since her senior year in high school. On Monday she went over to get tested at the health center, as it was a good idea, regardless of whether she decided to join the club.



On Friday, Calie decided to tell Heather that she was interested and was wanted to give the club a try. Heather told Calie she would come by and pick her up at 2:45 and they could walk over together. “Oh, and by the way, wear something nice but not slutty.” Heather suggested.



By the time Heather arrived on Saturday, Calie was bursting with anticipation about the meeting. They walked for about 15 minutes to the off campus house where the club met. It was a large, older house that looked to be very elegant. Calie thought it would have made a picture perfect sorority house.



Virginia, the club sponsor was at the front door to greet Heather and Calie. She complimented Calie on her outfit and told Calie she was glad to see her and hoped she would feel welcomed. Calie then passed Virginia a copy of her health center test results as Heather had instructed her to.



Together they went into the main living room where soft drinks and snacks were laid out. It appeared that about 25 people had arrived before them. Calie was nervous, took a deep breath, and looked around the room to see if she saw any familiar faces. She recognized a few, but not anyone she really knew well. The girls she saw were pretty, and most of them were taller than her, but none looked like glamour models, which was a relief. The boys ran the gamut too. There were a few who might be 6′ 3″ and others as short as 5′ 8″. Some were slimmer some weren’t. Like Heather had said, ‘these were your typical college guys you saw everyday in the cafeteria or in class. ‘



Many of the club members came up and greeted Heather, who in turn introduced them to Calie. Calie asked Heather, “Have you dated all these guys”?



“Heavens no”, said Heather. “Some of these guys are fairly new to the club and others have left to pursue serious relationships or graduated from the university. Some weeks I have been busy and didn’t date. I have probably dated about half of these boys.” “Sorry, I don’t keep a ledger of their most important measurements, you’ll have to discovery those for yourself,” Heather said with a smile and a wink.



Heather excused herself for a minute to talk to Virginia, the club sponsor. “Well, what do you think about Calie?” asked Heather.



“She seems like a nice girl and I think she would be a great addition to the club. Given her figure and smile, I am sure she will be a shoe-in with the boys,” Virginia responded.



Heather just laughed, “That’s what I thought too”.



One of the newer club members, a college sophomore named Matt, had been studying Calie from across the room. He recognized her from one of his freshman classes. Calie had a nice body. She was around 5′ 2″ with a petite frame. Her breasts looked enticing in the top she was wearing but were on the small side, maybe a size “B”, he thought. She was trim with narrow hips, but not skinny. Her hair was a dirty blond that was shoulder length. She had blue eyes and had wide infectious smile. Her face had a fresh and wholesome school girl appearance about it. She wore no makeup, she didn’t need any.



After Heather left, Matt came over and introduced himself to Calie. “Hi, I’m Matt. You were in my English 101 class last year”.



Matt only looked slightly familiar to Calie. “Could be,” she said and smiled at him, “I guess I’ve seen you before”.



Matt said, “It was a very big class but I would remember you anywhere.”



Calie blushed at the compliment. She looked Matt over. Cute boyish face with nicely defined features, short brown hair, green eyes, big smile, about 5’10″ she guessed. He had a slim physique, and when he walked away, a nice tush. Calie felt a small tingle between her legs as she imagined, one night soon, she might see parts of Matt that were currently not on display.



By now about 60 people had arrived and the club meeting was called to order. Virginia welcomed everyone. She mentioned the names of a few people that had recently left the club. Then Heather came forward, and introduced Calie to the group. She indicated that she had been friends with Calie since last year and she thought she would make a great addition to the club. Calie could feel every eye in the room on her, and she knew the boys were sizing her up. Next a new guy, Chris, was also introduced to the group, and it was Calie’s turn to stare. This guy looked to be about 6 foot tall, with black hair and a nice build. He’d get my vote she thought.



Virginia asked Calie and Chris to leave the room. Heather had explained to Calie earlier, that after she was introduced to the club, the boys would “vote” whether to include her in the club. Every boy present at the meeting was required to enter “yes” or “no” on a piece of paper and drop it into a box. If, and only if, every boy voted “yes” would she be asked to join the club. While Calie was nervous about this, Heather reassured her that it was very unlikely that any boy would not vote in her favor.



Heather was right. Both she and the new boy Chris received unanimous votes of approval; Chris from the girls and Calie from the guys. A number of the gals came up and congratulated Calie and told her what a great time she was going to have being a member of the club.



Heather escorted Calie into another room where there was a large board up on the wall with columns for the days of the week. Heather explained to Calie that this was the “date” board she had told her about.



“You fill out one or two of these forms on the table with your name, the day of the week, time, your date type preference (i.e. diner, dance, show, movie etc..) and then where you want to go afterwards (your place or his).”



“Next you place your cards on the board under the day of the week you have chosen. After the girls are done, the boys are permitted to enter the room and select one or two date cards off the board. Next the boys hand the cards to Virginia. If she approves the match, she hands the card back to the boy with her initials on it. If she does not approve, the boy has to put the card back and get another one.”



Calie asked Heather, “Why would the Virginia not approve a date card?”



“It doesn’t happen often. Virginia tries to make sure that you don’t get paired up with someone that she feels isn’t a good match or it might be a boy you told her you don’t care to date again. You will know who you are paired up with by tonight. The boy who selects your card will email you, and the two of you can work out a time and where to meet. It is very rare that all of the date cards on the board are not spoken for.”



Calie’s schedule was busy until Thursday so she filled in a card for Thursday. She only filled in one card, since she still wasn’t fully sure what she was getting herself into. She placed it on the board. On her date card she indicated that she would like dinner, and marked ‘her’ place for afterwards, as she just felt more comfortable being at her dorm room.



As Calie and Heather walked back to campus, Heather asked Calie what she thought about the experience so far. Calie said, “Okay, but ask me after Thursday”.



Calie checked her email at least 5 times that evening before the one she was waiting for finally arrived in her inbox at around 6:30 PM. While she had been introduced to most of people at the club, Calie realized that she probably wouldn’t be able to put a face to the name of her Thursday date.



The email read:



Hey Calie,



it was great to meet you this afternoon. Heather is a great gal and if she invited you into the club, I know you must be someone special. I am looking forward to getting to know you better on Thursday. How does 6:00 PM at Antony’s Italian Restaurant sound?



Matt S.



PS – I had to battle 6 other guys to get to your date card first.




Calie laughed, she liked this boy already. She emailed back that his time and restaurant suggestions sounded great. Though it was five days off Calie could feel that familiar tingle and dampness between her legs. “It’s been over a year since I’ve been with a guy, but in 5 days I am going to have a naked boy lying in this bed next to me!”

Calie thought back to high school and Adam, the boy she lost her virginity too. Adam and Calie started going out during the last semester of High School but she had known him as a friend for much longer. Calie really liked spending time with him and soon they enjoyed kissing and making out a little, but nothing too serious. They were both involved in the school’s theater department. One day, a group of the theater kids were painting some of the big props. A bucket of paint dropped from one of the scaffolds and Adam and Calie were covered in sky blue paint. It was all over their hair, skin, and clothes. They got off what they could with paper towels, but they were stilled covered in it.



Adam suggested to Calie they run over to his house, which was only a block from school and try to clean up there. They went up to Adam’s room. Adam tried to take his shirt off but the paint had dried enough that is was nearly impossible. Calie tried to help him, but didn’t have any success either. Calie then suggested that Adam get in the shower.



“Its water based paint. If it gets wet, it should loosen up,” Calie said.



Adam started the shower, took his shoes and socks off and got in. As the warm water hit the caked on paint it started to do its job. Adam still struggled to get his shirt off with Calie laughing at the scene in front of her. Adam had to laugh too.



“Could you please help me with this,” he pleaded.



Calie got into the shower with him. She took the shower sprayer in her hand and worked on his shirt. The floor of the shower had turned blue. Finally they were able to pull the shirt off over his head. There was dried paint stuck to his chest as well and Calie turned the sprayer on that next. When his chest was clean, Adam took the sprayer from Calie and started to wash her shirt off. When it was nearly clean, Calie pulled her top off too. Calie stood there and looked down at her bra which was wet and also covered in the blue paint that had soaked through her shit.



“Well it looks like this is ruined” Calie said as mater of fact and then to Adam’s astonishment, Calie unhooked her bra, took it off and tossed it out of the shower. He couldn’t help but stare at her naked breasts.



“Well, are you just going to stare or are you going to clean the paint off me?” Calie said placing the shower sprayer in Adam’s hand.



Adam gladly sprayed Calie’s back and front and watched as her skin lost its blue tint. As he directed the spray onto her breasts she felt her nipples hardening. Calie reached for the snap on Adam’s jeans and lowered the zipper. It took the two of them to peal his paint encrusted pants off. Next they did the same for Calie’s shorts. Now they stood there in the shower in just their underwear. Adam reached for the shampoo and poured it on Calie’s hair. He worked it in with his hands as Calie enjoyed the sensation. After Calie’s hair was rinsed, she did the same to Adam. Calie grabbed a bar of soap and went over every exposed part of Adam’s body. As she worked up his leg, Adam’s cock that was already at half mast, began to respond in earnest. By the time Calie was finished soaping him he had a full blown hardon. Just when he thought she was done, she slipped her soapy hand down the front of his briefs and around his member.



“We need to get everything clean don’t we?” she smiled.



She lowered his briefs and soaped his pubes, between the legs, his ass and balls and then once up the entire length of his shaft. “Ok time to clean me,” she announced as she released his cock.



Adam lathered up his hands and soaped her body spending lots of extra time on her luscious tits. Calie stared at Adam’s wet manhood that bobbed around as he cleaned her. Learning from Calie’s example, when he was nearly done his soapy hands wandered over the top her panties, pressing on her pubes, between her legs and her rear. Then with her help, he lowered her panties. His hand started at her pubic mound and then trailed lower. His soapy fingers felt along her labia and then along her slit. A finger brushed against her clit and she jumped back a little. It was then that she first had thoughts of Adam taking her virginity…….



It seemed like forever for Thursday to come around. Calie spent 2 hours Thursday afternoon straightening her room and trying deciding what to wear. She took a shower and washer her hair. She put on her lace cream colored panties and matching bra. Next was her favorite pair of designer jeans and then finally a two layered top that she thought made her breasts look their best. A little lipstick, her favorite shoes and she was done. Calie did not like the “street girl” look. Thongs rode up her ass, her breast weren’t big enough for the “Dolly Parton” look, and she wasn’t a fan of 5″ heels either.



Around 5:30 she left to meet Matt at the restaurant. She got there early but Matt was already waiting for her. He had on a nice pair of jeans, dress shoes and wore a casual collared shirt. He greeted her warmly with a handshake, a smile and a little peck on the cheek. Boy he smelled good, she thought. Matt had made reservations, so they were seated right away.



This part of the date went like other first dates that Calie had had. They talked about their families, the high school they went to, the classes they were taking, what dorm they lived in etc… At some point Calie just had to ask, “Matt, why did you join the club?”



“Well I suppose for some of the same reasons you did. I just don’t have time for a serious romance and the emotional ups and downs that come with it. I love going out with girls, I have a great time, and I don’t have all the commitments that usually accompany a long term relationship. Also, I really am not into the campus drinking party scene and trying to pick up some half drunk girl that might want to make out with me.”



Calie liked those answers. As it got later, she realized that it was probably about time for part 2 of their date. Calie’s hormones felt like they were kicking in big time as she anticipated what was coming next. Calie asked Matt if he was ready to leave.



“I’m ready whenever you are,” he said.



The waiter brought the check and they each paid for their own meal (another rule of the club).



They left the restaurant together. Calie thanked Matt for a wonderful restaurant choice and the diner conversation. Matt leaned in and gave Calie a soft kiss on the lips and took her hand in his. They walked hand in hand down the street, heading back to Calie’s dorm. Calie could feel the butterflies in her stomach as she anticipated what was coming next. She confided to Matt, she was feeling nervous.



Matt said, “So am I. I always do on these dates. But that is part of what makes them so wonderful”.



Calie squeezed his hand.



A few minutes later they were at the entrance to Calie’s dorm room. She had trouble keeping her hand steady and fitting the key into the lock. She finally got the door opened and they both stepped into her room.



Calie closed the door. Still holding hands, Matt turned, faced her and leaned in to kiss her. She kissed him back. Matt brought his hands up to her face and gently cupped her head as his kissing became deeper. After so long without them, the kisses felt magical to Calie. She brought her hands up to Matt’s chest and lightly caresses him through his shirt. The kissing went on and her kisses became more insistent. Matt moved his lips to her neck, and her ear. He whispered to her, “You look so pretty and your hair smells so nice”.



Calie lowered her hands until they covered Matt’s ass. She squeezed it and then pulled him to her. Matt had started getting hard the moment he took Calie’s hand outside the restaurant. When Calie drew him to her, he could feel it pressing into her as they embraced. Calie could also make out a long, hard, object between them. She savored the moment and thought, ‘I think that’s a guy’s cock I feel.’ She embraced him tighter and moved her hips from side to side rubbing against it. As a small moan escaped from Matt she knew her suspicions were correct. She could feel herself getting moist and her desire to do something about it was about an 11 on a 10 point scale.



Matt spoke in hushed tones, “Your body feels so good, you want to get a little more comfortable?”



Calie answered, “Yes, let me help you.”



Calie and Matt stepped back from each other. Calie leaned over and started with the buttons on Matt’s shirt. One by one she undid them until she was done. She slipped his shirt off him. Matt had a baby face so it was no surprise that Matt had a smooth chest with no hair in site except his underarms. While no body builder, she admitted that Matt had a nice set of college boy abs and strong but lean arms. She reached out with her palms and rubbed them across his chest then tracing circles around his nipples. Her old boyfriend had loved this. She brought her hand down lower over his abdomen and she could feel his muscles involuntary contract at her caress.



Matt said, “Now it’s my turn.”



Matt reached over and took the bottom of the Calie’s outer top. Slowly he lifted it over her head as she raised her arms skyward. After dropping the top to the floor Matt reach out to peel off the next layer. As he did, Calie’s bare stomach came into view, then her laced cream bra and finally it was off too. Matt reached out his hands and caressed her bare shoulders and trailed down her arms, she again reached out for him.



“Wait I’m not done,” Matt protested.



With that she turned her back to him offering access to her bra catch. Matt reached for the clasp and did his duty. The bra fell to the floor joining the other discarded clothing. Calie turned back around, revealing herself to Matt. A boyish grin crossed his face as he took in his new discovery.



“You look so sexy,” he exclaimed.



The two beautiful breasts fit her small frame perfectly, and her nipples seemed to be pointing right at him. Matt took one in each hand and felt their weight and firmness. His fingers trailed across her stiffening nipples. Calie could feel a tingle that reached from her toes to breasts as Matt fondled her. Matt took her in his arms and held her close. Calie’s face nuzzled against his chest and her naked breasts pressed up against him skin on skin. Right now Calie was thinking joining this club was her best move in a long time. Matt’s hands moved over her naked back, through her hair and then to her face. He brought their lips together in another kiss and let their tongues dance with each other. She wrapped her arms around him and pressed him tightly against her. Calie reveled in the wonderful feeling of the skin on skin contact between them. It had been a long time since she had been in a boy’s arms; it just felt wonderful.



While this was great, Calie wanted more. She reached down for the button on Matt’s jeans and pulled it open. Then she took the zipper and slowly pulled it down. Matt drew back for a moment and deftly discarded his shoes and socks. Calie got down on her knees and began to pull Matt’s jeans down. She passed them over his hips, his knees and then down to the floor where Matt stepped out of them. There was only one article of clothing remaining on Matt. It was a plain set white of boxer briefs. She looked up at Matt and said, “You know, it’s been over a year since I’ve seen one of these”.



Matt assumed she was referring to what was just beneath his briefs. Matt said, “We’ll I guess it’s time you had a look”.



The outline of his erection was simple to see through the thin fabric. It was pointing upwards and stopped just short of the waist band.



With her fingers shaking slightly, Calie ran her hands along the waist band. Over the last year, these were some of the moments that Calie most often played over in her mind. Being with a boy and exposing the hidden parts of his body for the first time. She slowly started lowering his briefs and watched as his penis was revealed to her. First the tip came into view, the beautiful soft helmet that capped his erection, then his long hard straight shaft. The base ended in neat growth of brown pubic hair. As she lowered the briefs still further, she could see his smooth nut sack, and could clearly see the outline of his balls.



His cock was at full mast pointing straight up. Matt stepped out of the briefs and was standing naked before her. Matt’s was the fourth penis Calie had laid eyes on since first seeing her sister’s boyfriend in the nude on the backyard patio. Calie raised her hands and placed them on Matt’s stomach. Slowly she began to lower them down until the reached his pubic hair and the base of his cock. Next she encircled his erection with the fingers from both hands. She squeezed her fingers around it and could feel how incredibly stiff he was. Her fingers loosened and her hands traveled up the length of his hard-on until she reached the tip. Unlike his shaft, the tip was much more malleable. As she fondled it, she flashed forward to a vision of it pressing against her sex and leading the charge for the rest of his rigid cock when he entered her. Calie could feel herself getting wet. Next, she ran her fingers over his balls as she inhaled the scent of his manliness.



Matt brought Calie out of her exploratory trance. He wanted to see what the rest of his date looked like too. Matt guided Calie over to the waiting bed and laid her down on her back while he sat on the edge of the bed. Calie reached for him, but Matt mildly scolded her, “Just lie back and let me undress you now.”



Calie lay back, smiling at Matt; just watching his face. Matt unfastened her jeans and unzipped them. Calie’s panties were now in sight. Calie raised up her bottom while Matt pulled the jeans down over her hips, down her shapely legs and dropped them to the floor. Matt ran his hands over her smooth legs. His hands slowly trailed higher onto her thighs and then finally to the leg openings in her panties. Calie loved every moment of it. The look on Matt’s face told her that he seemed to be enjoying the foreplay too.



Matt then took the sides of her patties in his hands, and in one slow continuous move slid them completely off her. She now lay before him with nothing separating him from having her. He looked Calie over from head to toe. When he first spied her at the club, he was drawn to her slim figure, beautiful face, and her rounded protruding breasts. Now he could see other reasons to be drawn to her: the hard nipples capping her small firm breasts, the shapely legs, and her softly trimmed pubes that only partially disguised the small beautiful pouting labia visible beneath them.



Matt lay down next to Calie on the bed and they both turned to face each other. Matt fondled Calie’s breast and softly kneaded them with his hands. Matt kissed her breasts and tasted them in his mouth. His tongue swirled around one swollen nipple and then the other. Calie reach for her favorite body part and started slowly jacking Matt’s shaft with her hands. Calie sat up to give herself a better position to work on her project.



Calie told Matt, “Just lie back and let me take care of you. I think I need the practice.”



Calie reached over to her night stand, got out a bottle of massage oil, and poured some onto her hand. Then she took her hand and wrapped it firmly around his erection. Matt just stared at Calie’s hands as she rubbed the oil up and down his cock, jerking him off. His cock tingled as she took one hand and ran it over and over his cock head and then twisted the tip of it like you would a door knob. She ran the other hand through his pubes and softly raked his pubic hair. Then she ran a hand back between his legs and pressed down on his prostrate area rubbing the intoxicating oil in everywhere her hands went.



Calie shifted both hands back to Matt’s cock. She thought of the other 3 boys she had touched this way, all more than a year ago. Josh was the first boy she had given a hand job to. She thought he was the cutest looking boy in school. They had been swimming at her house and went into the house to cool off some. They started making out in Calie’s room. She could see the outline of Josh’s cock through his wet swim suit. Josh blushed as he followed her gaze. To her own surprise, Calie impulsively blurted out, “Can I see it?”



Josh smiled, stood up and lowered his damp swim trunks to the floor. It was the first time Josh had ever shown a girl his cock. His penis was hard, like Cameron, her sister’s boyfriend, had been that night she spied on them. Being less than a foot in front of her, Josh’s penis seemed enormous, though she learned later it was just average in size. She reached out and touched her first cock and Josh moaned his approval. It felt warm, hard and smooth; she stroked him like she had seen her sister do for Cameron.



It only took about 10 jerks of her hand before Josh announced, “I’m coming”.



She felt him tremble as his cum came squirting out and landed everywhere.



Matt’s cock seemed a little bigger than Josh’s, maybe a little thicker too. She guesses it was probably around 6 inches long. Calie could already tell that Matt was not going to cum after 10 strokes like Josh first had. She wanted this to last.



As Calie methodically worked her hands up and down his well oiled cock she noticed Matt’s breathing changing as it became less “regular”. His hips also started to thrust upward to meet her downward strokes. Calie could tell Matt was getting close and she started to quicken her pace. Her oil slick hands accentuated the sounds of her jacking motion and Matt’s hips bucked harder as he thrust his hard-on through Calie’s hands.



Calie tightened her grip even further, and bent down and whispered in his ear, “Matt, I love your gorgeous cock, it feels so big and hard in my hands. I want to feel you cum. Show me what you are going to do when you cum inside me”.



That sent Matt over the top. Soon she had her wish as rope after rope of cum came erupting out of his cock. Matt slowly came back to earth, “You’re amazing” he said.



Calie grabbed a towel she had left out and tenderly cleaned Matt up as well as the remnants of the explosion she had caused.



After a few minutes of recovery, Matt sat up and asked Calie to lie down. His hands roamed over her body and came to rest on her pubes. Matt played with her pubic hair and lightly touched her mound. He circled his finger around her labia and then softly raked his middle finger over the slit between them. He spread her lips and lightly traced his finger around her opening. By now Calie felt so worked up that she was certain it must feel like she had wet herself down there. The light touching at this point was driving her crazy. She needed something more heavy duty. She places her hand down over top of Matt’s and encouraged his fingers to part her pussy lips. Matt quickly took the hint and began his assault on Calie’s body in earnest. He pressed his fingers down through her folds and found her aching clit. Matt circled it and ran his insistent fingers back and forth over the top of it. Calie’s body supplied copious amounts of natural lubrication so Matt easily slipped a finger deep inside her. He pulled it out, rubbing her clit again. Again he entered her with a finger. He bent his long finger back towards the front, finding her other spot. Calie’s legs started to squeeze on his hand as her body began the respond to his progress.



Matt leaned over and took one of Calie’s nipples into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around it causing it to stiffen even further. Matt’s hand and fingers had to work harder, as Calie’s lithe legs involuntarily squeezed against his hand. Matt pressed harder now against her clit and quickened his pace. Calie’s bottom lifted entirely off the bed as she writhed and felt the impending arrival of her orgasm. Matt pressed still faster against her clit and Calie started to moan and shudder. The build up continued as Matt centered all his attention on her swollen clit. Matt encouraged her, “You are so fucking beautiful, I was thinking about doing this to you all during dinner”.

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