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PART I: The Big Discovery
Next weekend rolled around, altogether too slowly. During the week I had spent some time eating in the dining hall with both Christine and Kati, both together and separately. Kati kept asking to come over and make plans, and I kept blowing her off, as nicely as I could, yet agreeing to meet and study in the library together (public studying is ALWAYS safe...). Christine, however, had various evening responsibilities which prevented any midweek activities. I knew it was orientation, but she had always been a part of a lot of student groups and college appeared to be no exception. I did manage to find out (underhandedly from Kati) that she wasn't sleeping out nights, so I had a generally good idea that she wasn't sleeping around.
It was Friday lunchtime, some of my dorm-mates were out playing volleyball on our beach court, and I was sitting at one of the circular cafeteria tables with a bunch of people, notably Christine and Kati (Marc usually ate at home; he didn't live far away and he didn't like the food at the dining hall). Kati had a class to go to, but neither Christine nor I had to leave by a certain time. I needed to go spend some time during the late afternoon at the college TV building; I was involved with them during freshman orientation. BUT... I had a few hours. Christine had the whole afternoon off...
So we just sat there smiling! No one at the table had any idea what we were thinking about, and yet the whole thing almost seemed silly now! After all, the heat of the moment from the previous weekend had passed, and we were in public eating lunch. So we just continued talking.
"There's the party in the Midrise-4 lounge tonight. I think Franky's going to DJ it. He's pretty good. Are you planning on going [hopefully WITH ME]?"
"Definitely... I need to get a little... out-of-hand tonight. It's been a very busy week. I was a little disappointed you went back with Kati last week... but she's my roommate. I hope you don't mind; I asked her about it... but she wouldn't tell me anything. Phil... are you two seeing each other?"
I didn't know what to make about this... I knew high school girls (not far off from freshman) played games... was she now being a spy for Kati?Or was she really disappointed and wanted to know if she had a green light (GREEN, CHRISTINE, GREEN!)?
"Well, it may be a sticky situation, Christine (More than you know). I like being friends with her, but for me there's just not much more than that. Truthfully, I think you're much more attractive. Maybe that's just asking for trouble... I'm sorry."
"No don't be. I was hoping you would feel like that... I just don't know how we can do this, I mean, with Kati and all. She likes you a lot.She doesn't say much to me about it but I can tell."
Ug... "Does that mean you're not interested?"
"No, I am, I am..."
"Follow me." I didn't say anything else... I just got up and took my tray up and walked out. I didn't even look behind me to see if she was following until I was outside, and when I did, there she was just catching up. She looked really good. When you're sitting, you just get an upper body view... She was almost trotting towards me, her small chest bouncing noticeably. There was a cool breeze outside that afternoon, and it became immediately more apparent as her incredible dark nipples hardened and jutted forward. I remembered them from the beach party... I wanted to see them uncovered so badly.
I suppose we were walking back to my our dorm. We didn't say anything about it at first. I was just watching her...
I guess I haven't described Christine in as much detail as I should; She has this perfectly permed below-shoulder length wavy blonde hair, frosted in various places with lighter colors. She had blue-in-blue eyes, and she had really thin lips that were placed in this thin line on her face. I couldn't help telling myself those were 'blowjob' lips if EVER I knew what a pair looked like (!). Closeup, her high cheekbones accentuated her thin but widely set eyes, and a small chin that made her thin face look SOOOO sexy.
There's no such thing as a perfect female body. There's no such thing as perfection... But some girls come pretty close to certain men's idea of a perfectly formed woman. Even if I thought Christine was perfect, I'm sure in retrospect she wasn't; that her chest just looked RIGHT on her body; that her eyes just looked RIGHT on her face, etc. Different types/ shapes of bodily features can also look RIGHT on other people. Even with this, Christine was someone I could easily spend a long time with, just because she turned me on so DAMN much.
I think the time I lost my virginity to an older woman who had some of these features is exactly the reason I still found them so attractive.Christine personified many of these features in a better way, and had younger, more supple skin. I dunno. I guess I just REALLY WANTED TO FUCK her so much, I was trying to understand why I felt like such a Neanderthal thinking only about getting her into bed.
She was smiling. That's a good start, I thought... "What are you looking at, Phil?" That shocked me right out of my funk.
She had caught me off guard. "Uhh.. I'm sorry. I was just thinking about you, Christine!" That wasn't the half of it. I thought I had gotten off the hook.
"What were you thinking? And you had a weird look on you face!" Nope.I hadn't gotten away with it.
"I was thinking about last weekend." I tried to drag it out; make her say exactly what I wanted to hear.
"What about last weekend?"
"You looked so good on my bed... you looked... delicious..." And I paused on the last word for effect. "I... I... I don't want to talk about it until we're in private... this feels weird to say all this while we're just walking. I mean, if I'm just talking about anything, and we're having some normal conversation, OK, but I'm talking to you and we're both facing forward! I mean, forward, away from each other! Doesn't this feel strange to you?"
"You think too much, Phil," and she laughed lightly. And then she stopped, put on a very serious face, and said, "I'm not going anywhere; what were you going to say?" She moved up to about six inches away from my face, looking up.
Damn! This was one outrageous woman! She certainly knew how to keep me on my toes. I wasn't sure what to say, or where to begin! I knew what I wanted, I knew when I wanted it, and very little else seemed to matter then.
"I don't know what to say next, Christine! Do you want me to ask you out? Meet you tonight at the party? What I really want is to sleep with you! And I don't want to wait until later! I don't want to wait at all! I don't want to.." I was going to say wait hours or days or weeks, but she cut me off.
"I'm not sure I want to now, Phil. I'm really interested... but I'm nervous. I would rather it be nicer; let's plan on tonight, OK?"
At first this threw me... I didn't quite get it. I didn't think I was hearing her right. Nervous? This from a girl who had writhed on my bed the previous weekend, stroking her own pussy and then MY cock through our clothes. "You?! Nervous?" I almost started laughing. She caught this and looked a little bit concerned.
"Well... I knew you two were hanging out last weekend... and I remembered seeing you and..."
"Hannah."
"Yes, her, and I remembered seeing you... I couldn't control myself.But I knew you wouldn't do anything to me; I was... safe. I was having fun."
TEASE! I thought first. This incredible girl who showed off so much to me was backing out (that was my first reaction), but then it began to dawn on my. Wow. Was I dense... she had to be! I mean, maybe she's had a lot of boyfriends; she knows what lust is (she HAD to, after all)... Christine had to be... "You've never had sex before!!!!" I sat there, dumbfounded, agape, but completely enraptured by this girl.
Christine started getting fidgety, looking around and then back to me to see what I would say next. I don't know why it hadn't occurred to me before; it all made sense! That's why she kept herself so busy during the week! It was her protection scheme! And here she was at college, trying to break out of it (maybe...)? "So what's wrong with that, Phil?"
"Nothing, Christine, it just... well, you're going to think this sounds strange, but it makes me respect you more. I thought you were acting really loose or slutty before. It turned me on, yes, but I didn't know if I could begin to like you personally. I do... I really do! But it also makes me want to be the one you give yourself to... the thought of it really gets me excited!" She just looked at me, the smile coming back. "Do you think you might be interested in giving me this wonderful gift?"
Her eyes just lit up! And the big grin on her face told me there probably wasn't a better thing I could have said; the smile got larger; embarrassment; and then it subsided. She seemed to be collecting her words, and then she spoke very softly. "I can't think of a better night, place or person for this. But let's wait until tonight, okay?" And she sealed it with a kiss, turned smoothly on one leg, and started strolling away towards the dorm, knowing that I would follow. I did. What an ass.
We spent the afternoon and early evening together, walked a lot, talked some, and managed to avoid bumping into Kati. We ate out at the local Mexican place, laughed a lot, and separated with some light kissing before getting ready for the big party. The suspense was killing me! I was going to deflower a virgin!

PART II: A Night to Remember
Marc arrived at 8:00. No calls, no plans. He just arrived; this wasn't anything new; he often showed up before a weekend night party. He wandered in to my room carrying a 12-pack of Michelob Light. Yet another Mich-Lite Night, at least for the beginning. I was half-dressed in my robe. I liked to take my time getting ready, and Marc was busy putting a new set of 5 CD's into the stereo. Marc turned the volume UP.
I dressed and sprayed Drakkar Noir all over my body. I love that stuff.Drakkar was the first cologne I was interested in wearing simply because I liked it, rather than just women liking it. But it had added benefits.Women would walk directly behind me and go out of their way just for a longer whiff of the stuff. I didn't mind. I enjoyed turning around right when they looked like they were drawing a sniff and make them embarrassed.
"Here you go, Phil" and he handed me an ice cold bottle. That first beer was always soooo good. I guzzled it. "Damn! Slow down, Hoss! This has got to last us at least 2 hours!" I just grinned in response.
We sat around for a while and I filled him in on what had happened. I told him about the previous weekend and what had gone on today at lunch.
"You've been the luckiest man on campus lately. Man, if I only had it so good." (I liked his envy; I didn't make him feel bad for it, but for whatever reasons it strengthened my feeling of being somehow privileged for this). "You know, Phil, that it is a MORAL IMPERATIVE for you to do this girl right. Make her beg for more. And then give her my number. She is so hot! How does a girl with a body like that escape having sex in high school?"
"Actually, she told me she always kept really busy with activities and went to parties with female groups. Apparently it worked."
We talked for a while and sang (more like yelled) when some songs from Steve Miller's Greatest Hits came on (in random order with the other discs).By the time 9:30 rolled around, we were reasonably certain we wouldn't be the first to arrive at the party. Besides, we generally started off a night like this with a good wander around most of the dorms to see what else was brewing if anything, so we knew where to be if the MP (main party, or Main Pool, during the daytime) was a fizzle.
Twelve midrise dorms were mainly arranged around an oblong octagon.There were other newly built dormitories, but most of the parties were thrown in one of the midrises around the "QUAD." Each midrise had 4 floors, one elevator, one large laundry room, and separate sex bathrooms on each floor (coed by alternating mens and womens halls). We started walking across Dorm Quad and decided to wander around the back of one of the dorms nearest our beach (i.e. where it's *darkest*. Once around the back, there were windows. We weren't perverts (or so we thought) but it was always fun, and sometimes practical, to do this in order to find out what was happening around various places that night.
When we got to the rear of one of the dorms, one of the rooms had a really weird red glow coming from between the slats of the horizontal venetian blinds. And we stopped dead in our tracks, waited until we were sure we hadn't been seen, and started creeping in closer. There was this couple, screwing really wildly, doggie-style, on this little double bed!And I recognized them (that wasn't unusual in a school this size)! A sophomore, Cliff, was boffing the shit out of this buxom hispanic looking junior, Nicki! Nicki was really skinny, with small breasts, and a model's type body. She wasn't clothed, but she did have what was left of a dark, shiny red negligee bunched up around her waist while she fucked back at Cliff. She had long exotic black hair, and through the glass we could hear her moans and screams! She kept looking back at him and yelling erotic and dirty things at him, like, "Fuck ME! Fuck my pussy! Come ooooon... fuck... fuck.. fuck... fuck it. Harder!!! Harder!!! Give it to me!"
This chick was out of hand! I was getting an instant erection, and I was close enough to start fogging up the window! From our angle, Cliff and Nicki were almost facing us, but when she turned her head, it was in our direction, and we could almost still see her. We had a forward-side view, and we could see Cliff's dick when he pulled almost all the way out, all slick with her pussy juice. It was running down his thighs, and he was gripping her ass cheeks really hard. Her mouth was open the whole time and I could just imagine myself in his place fucking the shit out of Nicki.
The thing that really got me about this situation was that Nicki was supposedly going out with another guy, a senior on the baseball team named Stump (because he was short & stocky, most people thought...)! Nicki was fucking someone else WAY before the party for that night got active...Since it wasn't her boyfriend, and she was discreetly fucking someone else, it made it really easy to think of myself in Cliff's place... Me instead of him, grabbing at her ass, shoving my whole dick in long strokes deep into her box. Reaching forward and grabbing her hair, pulling back and feeling that juicy pussy slap against my balls. I suddenly realized I was rubbing the shit out of the front of my pants and it was too obvious for Marc not to have noticed. I grinned and looked back at the window.
But we had gotten there too late to get a long show, the grunting got louder and faster, Cliff started pounding into her with short quick strokes and it looked like she started to lose control before he did, collapsing and screaming at once. It almost looked silly, the way they lost their balance when they almost came together. When they stopped, Nicki pulled off and put a towel between her legs, and reached out to stroke Cliff's cock slowly.They then began kissing, when we backed away from the window, and started clapping loudly. We knew it was too dark outside since the light was on for them to see anything, and I guess they thought the blinds were closed enough! Nicki started screaming, and Marc and I just ran. I wasn't sure if he knew what I knew, so I kept my mouth shut other than to say "HOLY SHIT.THAT WAS AWESOME. SHE IS REALLY HOT." As though that did justice to what I was thinking... If Nicki wanted to keep that a secret from Stump, assuming they were still dating, I wonder what price she's willing to pay?
I know, I know. I already said I don't like fucking over girls. I said I'm not stupid enough to treat women like shit. But I was thinking that Nicki was secretive and sex-hungry enough to screw around on Stump, and if she was going to do so anyway, I'd see if she would with me, and use the most obvious avenue to make it happen. If it came down to it, I probably would never tell Stump what I saw anyhow. But I wouldn't mention that to her. I decided to stow that one away for a rainy day... after all, tonight held other treasures in store. And I was getting to the point where I really needed a good out-of-control, honest-to-goodness fuck-of-the-year. I played around with Kati the previous weekend, but it had been almost 10 days since my last fuck, and Christine was sitting there watching it, getting wet for me... I needed her and I didn't want to wait.
But I had to, at least for a little while longer... Marc and I marched around a couple of dorms and found a few drinking game rooms, and wandered into a couple but didn't stay long. We just got our 'facetime' in and headed over to the party. When we got there, there were a few people dancing around the lounge in the dorm opposite mine across the quad. The PA was set up, and it did sound good. That was somewhat unusual, more often than not it was Noise with a Beat. But it sounded good, There was good company, and Christine was nowhere to be found. Marc and I hung out and finished the twelve-pack we had been carrying around, and I was just beginning to get worried that my pure-as-the-driven-snow sex-bunny (funny, but true) Christine had chickened out, when I looked towards the entrance and my heart stopped.
Christine was the first person I noticed in a good sized group of at least seven, maybe eight girls walking into the large lounge suite. I picked Kati out; the two of them were walking next to each other. I started to think that this was going to be problematic... Kati was rather plain looking despite her *very* noticeable chest, and hadn't taken a great deal of interest in dressing up. Christine wasn't overly dressed either, but what she was wearing blew me away. It wasn't slutty; it was just the WAY she was wearing everything. She had on a bright red jumpsuit, and the top part was unzipped to her mid-stomach area, revealing, get this, a tight stretch tube top. I bet if I could see the front of her breasts the nipples would be showing...
Christine was the first to notice me; she tapped Kati on the shoulder and they both came over to where Marc and I were. Marc tried to intercept Kati for me (what a pal), but both girls came over to me and kissed me on opposite cheeks. I kissed both of them lightly on the lips and asked if they had anything to drink.
"No," replied Kati, "we can't drink openly at one of these parties, remember? They're cracking down, or so we were told."
I had forgotten; I never had to worry about it. "Have you had any beforehand?"
Grins told me what I needed to know. Then I started to get nervous:Kati leaned over to talk. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Marc was observing VERY intently. With a smile.
"Can we talk for a minute?" she asked with a normal smile.
"Sure, Kati. Let's go over there, the music seems much lower behind the PA speakers." And I led her over there. Let's get it over with, I was thinking. "I think I know what you want to talk about; do you want me to start?"
"Save your breath. It's not what you think." And she smiled, waiting for my reaction. I didn't give her one. "Look, Phil, I like you a lot.What we did and could continue to do happened because we were horny and we like each other. I don't want to settle for one person right now so early into being here. And you seem like you don't want to go out! But we get along, so why ruin it? I'd still like to play around a bit if you're interested, but don't pressure me to have sex, ok?" I just stared. It wasn't the PLEASE COME BACK TO ME story I guess I expected (my stupid ego), but it was terrific! "Phil, Christine talked to me a little bit tonight.She told me that you two seem to be getting along... and... well, at first I was a little upset, but I'm glad I know before something happens rather than after. Besides, I'm still interested in... knowing you." She smiled, kissed me again on the cheek, and pulled me by the hand back to Christine.Then she flitted off to socialize elsewhere! What luck! How did I get so lucky! I could keep Kati as a friend, but I could have Christine too! And not piss either one off with the other (at least for now...)!
Continued in part 4...