College Kids 1

All similarities between real life institutions, businesses, entities, and people are unintended.

All characters are 18 or older.

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After all of the fucked up shit that had ever happened to me, I never considered myself lucky. That is, until I met Alexis. She was stunning. She was the type of girl who when you saw her in a supermarket you would keep going back to that specific one hoping to see her again; the type of girl who would make you want to be better. The type of girl that made other people envious that you were able to breathe the same air as her.

I first met her while working at a convenience store. I was working the counter late, counting down the minutes on the clock before I could go home. The store was on the outskirts of the city near the factories, so most of the customers were men working blue collar jobs. but as the clock ran, the customers would become more and more depressing to look at. Instead of men buying coffee and pre-made sandwiches, they bought single slices of day old pizza and a six-pack. I hadn't seen a customer in at least an hour, so when a girl my age walked into the store at 1:30am I thought I might be hallucinating. She had long black hair and brown eyes, contrasted by her pale skin which sort of glowed in the fluorescent light. She wore baggy jeans and a tired band hoodie. She stopped at the entrance of the store and looked around, taking in the worn floors and malfunctioning slushie machine. She finally gazed over at me, and I saw her eyes light up when we made eye contact. She turned on her heel and leaned onto the counter.

"Soo~" She paused and I could tell she was reading my name tag, "Chris." She scanned the counter again before asking, "Are you guys still hiring?"

She was overly forward which surprised me, especially this late, "Uh, yeah, people are always quitting."

"Hm," She murmured.

I was sort of taken aback that someone like her would even want to be in a place like this, but I minded my own business and started to get the application sheet.

"There. Make sure to write clearly here so Mikey can call you back," I said while pointing at a spot on the paper.

She gave me a weird look and stared at me for a couple seconds before questioning, "Do you have a pen?" When she said it there was a hint of a giggle in her voice, easing the tension.

"Oh, yeah," I laughed, "My bad, I forgot to ask you."

She looked up at me smiling, saying, "No, you're fine."

I smiled back. I watched her as she scribbled her personal info onto the sheet but I didn't want to seem like I was watching her so I leaned back onto the shelf behind me and opened up my phone. It took her a couple minutes and when she was finally done she glanced up and let out a soft 'ahem' to get my attention. I stepped over to her and grabbed the application, but she didn't let go.

"You're not going to read this and stalk me or anything, right?" She joked.

I smirked at her and pulled the paper harder. "I would never."

She let go of the application and turned towards the door. She opened it a couple inches before she froze and looked back at me.

"Can I use your phone?" She said, before adding on hastily, "I'll be quick I promise, I just need to text someone."

I obliged her, and watched her closer now with no distraction. Her makeup was done pretty minimally, and I could only really identify eyeliner. She had a couple rings on her fingers which scraped against the pen. There were left-over piercing holes on her nose, but the only piercings I could see right now were a pair of small silver earrings when she brushed her hair behind her ear. She had thinned bangs covering part of her forehead which were just shy of being small enough to be considered microbangs. The light from the phone illuminated her eyes, making them have glowing specks of light blue around the bottom of the iris. She turned off the phone and handed it back to me.

"Thank you so much!" She beamed, "Maybe I'll see you again."

"Maybe," I remarked, smiling at her as she disappeared out the door.

I leaned back again, prepared to resume my boredom after that interlude. I opened my phone, and instead of being in the Messages app like I expected, I was staring at a newly created contact named: "Alexis <3"

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I texted her the next day when I woke up.

You >"hey"

Alexis<3 >"hey"

You >"do you want to do smth sometime?"

Alexis<3 >"obviously"

Alexis<3 >"do u smoke"

You >"yea"

You >"when are u free?"

Alexis<3 >"now."

I drove over to the address she sent. While I was driving I thought about my past relationships, specifically my most recent ex, Nicole. We had broken up a couple times and were on bad terms, with her sometimes sending me messages when she was really fucked up. I had tried blocking her, but she just kept creating new accounts. I figured this was my chance to make it clear I had moved on from my ex. If I moved on, I hoped that she would give up. I was hopeful for my date with Alexis, because she seemed nice, and at the very least, her appearance was my ideal.

I picked her up and me and Alexis drove to a local park that I knew about. It was on a hill overlooking a small lake with a couple rich properties backed onto it. The rest was woods that were starting to fade to orange and red and brown from the start of September. The park was empty, so we sat on swings next to each other and talked while she stuffed the bowl.

"How long have you been working at the gas station?" She asked me.

"Like two months maybe. I just got it during the summer." I said offhandedly while I patted my pockets for a lighter.

"Do you go to the College in town?" She questioned, looking up from her hands to me as I passed the lighter.

"Yeah, Montana-Cypress?"

"Really? I just transferred there!" She exclaimed, "We'll see eachother on campus."

"Wow. Small world," I chuckled "I can show you around then." I said this smiling, looking forward to seeing more of her. We continued to talk, the conversation getting more personal and us getting more comfortable as we smoked. We had been out there for maybe an hour, and were still swinging idly from the swings.

"Do you want to eat?" I invited.

"Yeah, we can just stop somewhere."

"Do you care where? I want a shake."

"A shake sounds good," She replied.

We got in my car and drove to a nearby diner, and ordered our food from the drive through. They had given us the soft drinks, but were taking a while longer with the rest and made us pull into a carry out spot.

"Do they have these in Virginia?" I inquired.

"Shakes?"

"No, the restaurant," I said snickering.

"Ohhh. I've heard of it but I don't think so." She said this giggling, before blowing her straw wrapper in my face. I blew mine back at her, and we giggled in the car until the employee came out with our food and shakes.

"Thank you." I said breathlessly as I was handed the bag of food. I finally looked up out the window, tears in the corners of my eye, to grab the shakes in their holder, when a familiar face looked back at me and I froze. It was my ex. Her eyes widened a little, and she was obviously surprised to see me. I then saw them flit to Alexis, and could tell she was upset.

"You're welcome," She said stiffly, as if she was an answering machine that had recited it a thousand times. (Which she probably had.) She left briskly and I watched her walk away in the side mirror of the car. I wasn't sure, but it looked like she used her apron to wipe away tears before she went back inside.

"What was that?" asked Alexis.

"Umm," I stated plainly, "That was my ex."

Alexis asked about our relationship and when we had broken up. I answered matter-of-factly, leaving out some of the more intimate details, specifically how I took her virginity. I explained that we had dated for about a year and had broken up right before summer. How she had gotten more and more paranoid and controlling, believing that whenever I was unsupervised I was cheating on her. Alexis seemed to understand, and when I told her about how my ex would harm herself, she took my hand. I looked at her intensely when she did, and we shared an empathetic moment.

She squeezed my hand softly and said, "I understand." Then she kissed me. It tasted like strawberry candy and her breath was warm and comforting like steam off of hot food. We held it for a couple seconds before she pulled back. I wish she hadn't, but a busy parking lot wasn't the best place to make out.

I asked her about her past relationships, and she told me. We had very similar experiences, and it felt like hearing myself talk. We bonded over our shared opinions on how to love and live, and I began to understand Alexis.

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Me and Alexis had known each other for about two weeks now and had seen eachother everyday. With my subtle input, Mikey decided to hire Alexis as another cashier. This could either be really good or really bad depending on our future. I just hoped we wouldn't end up awkwardly avoiding each other at work if things ended badly.

I told her the good news the next day in person when I showed her around the campus. We were in different majors so we didn't have many classes together, but we had several of the same buildings. This day was hot, so instead of the usual layered baggy clothes, We were both wearing shirts. I hadn't gotten a good look, and hadn't thought about it in depth before this day, but Alexis' body was amazing. I kept myself in shape from the gym, but my body, created from years of hard work, held nothing to her natural body. She had above average tits which were tight against her black crop top, probably a D cup. Her hips and butt rounded out nicely, giving her a voluptuous hourglass figure. She was not overweight, just a little soft; the weight gained in the perfect places. She still maintained the middle line of her abs, and her arms were slender. Not just I noticed this either; while we were walking I could tell the other students' eyes followed us. This was a tour day for incoming freshmen, so I didn't see anybody I knew except some of the tour guides whom I waved to.

We were sitting in the park in the middle of all the buildings after I had shown her around. We had gone to the cafeteria and taken our food outside to eat. We talked while lying on our backs, side by side on the grass, staring at the sunlight filter through the trees.

I turned my head to look at her and said, "You look really beautiful today."

She let out a contented sigh and scooted closer to me. She laid her head on my arm and looked over at me, cuddling with me on the grass.

"You look good too." She said affably. She raised herself and put her hand onto my chest. She traced her fingers across it and smiled before saying under her breath, "Big and strong."

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That night, I offered to watch a movie with her. I had just got an apartment near campus and she lived with her mom so we went to my place. I let her in and she made herself at home immediately in my living room, flopping down on my couch. It was very barebones, with a tv, couch, and nothing else.

She noticed this too, saying, "You should let me decorate, trust me I'm good at it." She sat up on the couch and started scrolling through her phone before exclaiming, "Here, look!" She showed me photos of her room, and I have to say I was impressed.

"Are you sure these aren't off pinterest or something?"

"No they are not." She said indignantly, "I swear on my life."

We sat on the couch and browsed the tv as she suggested ideas for my apartment. She sent me a couple links to random things like shelves and small rugs, but I was distracted admiring her talk. We settled down, watching a movie she had suggested, and by the end of it she was asleep as the sun was setting and the apartment reflected the colors. I was laying on my back, and she was on her stomach between my legs, her arms wrapped around my waist. When the credits rolled I nudged her awake.

"Don't you have to go home?"

"Mmmm."

I nudged her again, this time harder.

She lifted her head, her hair messed up and her eyes red, and murmured "Do I?" With a smirk while staring at me.

"Hmmmmmm... You can stay, I guess." I said this theatrically, pretending as if I wanted her to leave. I let out an exasperated sigh but pulled her closer to me.

She laid her head back down and mumbled "That's what I thought," into my stomach.

We both drifted off to sleep and when we woke up it was completely dark in the apartment besides the LEDs from the tv. I stirred as I felt her moving around, and when I awoke I felt her straddling me and looking down. When she realized I had woken up, she didn't say anything, she just leaned forward and kissed me with both hands holding the sides of my face. We shared a passionate kiss, and while our lips began to intertwine I put one hand on her waist, and the other I slid up her body before cupping her jaw. We both pulled each other closer, our hands caressing each other as we kissed each other ravenously. She tasted so good that I didn't even want to breathe. I felt her tongue begin to poke my mouth, searching for its mate, and I allowed her to enter. I was never into tongue, but I would be into anything if it was her. Our tongues wrestled and our saliva mixed as we began to breathe heavier and heavier.

While we made out, our hands became increasingly adventurous. I could feel her touching every muscle on my torso. She squeezed my arms and rubbed my chest as I did the same to her. I let go of all inhibitions and cupped her tits through her bra. I could feel her moan slightly into my mouth, and it spurred me on. I massaged them like dough as she slid her hand continuously from my chest to my neck to my chest. Her breasts were the perfect fit for my hands, the flesh puffing out between my fingers. We gasped into each other's mouth, and I could feel her move her hips and grind her mound against my growing erection. As she sped up, her gasps became sexy whimpers which turned me on further. I took this as an invitation, and began to take off her shirt. We broke the kiss just long enough for her to raise her arms over her head and me to throw the crop top to the ground before our mouths pulled themselves back together like two magnets.

As she began to violently grind against me, dry humping my boner, I began to unclasp her bra, so that it fell off of her. When we pulled it off, we stopped kissing and she leaned back, glaring at me like a lion hunting prey. She practically ripped my shirt off me and threw it away. I fully grabbed her huge tits now, playing with them and watching them jiggle as she threw her head back and began to moan. Even though she was not bouncing, only grinding, I could see her boobs shaking and rippling.

In the soft light from the tv, her skin looked almost ghostly. Her nipples were darker than the rest of her skin, but looked gray in the light. The paleness of her skin made her look like those old black-and-white photos of beautiful actresses of the thirties and forties. She held her hair and bangs back with her hand on her forehead and I was captivated by her beauty. She looked regal and otherworldly, like a young Hedy Lamarr. Her body was the epitome of fertility, large breasts, fair skin, a little pad of fat on her navel which accentuated her curves, and soft hips that were widened by her position on top of me.

I bucked into her, grinding, and we continued this until she reached her climax. She gasped and moaned progressively louder before she became silent and trembled above me. Her fingernails dug into my chest as my hands held her hips against me, rubbing herself through her orgasm. When she was finally finished, she collapsed onto me, her naked breasts heaving against my bare chest. I wrapped my arms around her and massaged her back gently. I could feel her warmth radiate into me. Like blankets fresh out of the dryer or a cup of hot chocolate that you can feel diffusing heat into your throat. I held her like this for a minute, periodically squeezing her as if I was afraid she might disappear.

When her breathing began to relax, I increased my gentle strokes on her skin and ventured for her ass and thighs too, groping them gently. I kissed her neck and behind her ear, suckling her. She rose and kissed me back, the smell of us now completely filling the room.

She moaned into my mouth breathlessly, "Fuck me."

I picked her up as we had laid, face to face, her arms around my neck and her legs wrapped around my waist. I had both hands on her ass, and it spread open the way I had to hold her. I imagined holding her like this while I fucked her, pounding her while I slammed her up and down onto my cock. This made my already angry erection enraged, and I hastily took her into my bedroom. I set her down onto the bed and we both frantically unbuckled our belts. I dropped my jeans and boxers to the floor before pulling her pants off of her legs for her.

I pulled her to the edge of the bed, and spread her legs in front of me. She had on white cotton panties that were clearly soaked with wetness. I slid her panties to the side and placed my dick against her stomach. It reached past her belly button. She grabbed my dick while still laying on her back and let out a small gasp. She began to rub her thumb across the head and giggled when she realized how much precum there was. She pulled her hand away to look at it, entranced by the strand between her thumb and index finger.

"Is this good for you?" I asked her.

"Your size?"

"Yeah."

She smiled at me, "Yeah." Then she licked her fingers while maintaining eye contact. I had never seen something so hot in my life, and I didn't even know I was attracted to that. I lined myself up and glanced up at Alexis again. She nodded reassuringly, so I slowly pushed in.

"Ahh," She gasped quietly.

If my dick was on fire, her cunt was like a cold drink on a summer day. It was an instant relief. I felt like I was a virgin again. She felt so much better than anyone else ever had. I bottomed out inside of her, and I was afraid to do anything, fearing it would wake me from this dream.

"Is it okay if I move now?"

"Mmmhmm," she breathed while wincing.

I started slowly, pumping in and out of her. I had one hand leaning on the bed beside her head, and the other on her navel, pushing down lightly. With every thrust, I could feel her warm breath hit me, expelled by small whimpers and brought back by gasps. I sped up gradually, and I noticed her hips gently rocking and meeting me at every thrust.

"Ugh... Fuck me harder, baby." She purred. "I love how you fill me up."

I accelerated at her encouragement and moved my hand down to her clit. I gently rubbed her in the same rhythm as my hips using my thumb. I arched my back, rolling my hips and butt to push in and out of her in a fluid path. I couldn't focus on anything but this moment, All I could think about was how intense the ecstasy was.

"Oh, yeah. Rub my clit, ohh." She moaned. I could tell her restraint was fading. Her gentle sounds were turning into cries of passion every time I bottomed out inside of her.

"I don't think I can live without this." I panted.

She propped herself up on an elbow and reached down. "Then stay with me forever." She continued to whimper under me while she grabbed the base of girth and my balls. She pulled my dick into her pussy harder and harder, dictating the pace. We continued like this, our fervor surely heard throughout the building. I plunged and retreated over and over and over, each pump bringing me closer and closer to nirvana.

Alexis stopped pulling me and instead wrapped her arms around me. I was careful to maintain my pace, but I increased the power, making a wet 'schlop' every single thrust. Her moans of ecstacy became louder and louder, and she dug her nails deep into my back. She scratched me and pulled me against her, as if she were hanging onto me, trying not to not fall to her death. Each rake with her nails burned, flaying my flesh away from the bone, tearing away my dignity and making me her slave. At the same time though, it didn't hurt at all, it only made the experience more intense.