Chapter 01: Cutting Loose
Hi, my name is Jessica and I am a freshman at UCLA. I'm 5'6" and 115lbs, with brunette hair, brown eyes, a tight firm ass, and beautiful, perky 36C breasts. For most of my first year, I have been a bookworm, spending the majority of my time in the library and in class. But now that I've gotten the hang of things, I'm ready to cut loose! Last weekend was my first night out in search of some hot fun, and it was so incredible that I had to share it with everyone.
Here's what happened:
Last Friday night I was standing in front of the sink in the women's community bathroom on our dorm floor, brushing my hair and putting on some lipstick, when my roommate, Kimberly walked out of the shower area with a towel wrapped around her body. She walked over, drying her hair with another towel, "You ready to have some crazy fun tonight?" she asked smiling.
"You better believe it," I answered, wishing she was talking about the kind of fun I was thinking about. You see, one of the items on my newly-created-college-sex-checklist is to enjoy the sweet pleasures of another woman, and Kimberly is so incredibly beautiful with her curly, blonde hair and tender tits. Unfortunately, when someone mentioned the subject a couple of days ago, she reacted disgustedly, which disappointed me greatly. I have to hope that she just didn't want to admit her bisexual curiosity in front of her roommate.
"There's a frat party just off campus. There's supposed to be a lot of liquor and a LOT of hot guys," Kimberly shared as she applied some eye liner. When she wasn't looking, I knocked her eye liner onto the floor, and as she bent down to pick it up, I snuck a peak at her beautiful ass. Often times, she walks around our room in skimpy outfits, or even just her underwear, but I rarely get such a good look as I did that night. I wanted to reach out and grab it so badly, but before I could, some girls entered, and the moment was lost.
Back in our room, we both changed into the sluttiest outfits we had. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Kimberly slide on some thigh-high stockings and a short skirt. As I pulled my black thong up over my hips and into place, I secretly ran a finger between my pussy lips, which were starting to get wet. I could barely contain myself at the thought of all the wonderful, new experiences that laid before me tonight.
As we approached the frat house, I could see that the party was already in full swing. Walking through the sparse crowd on the front lawn, I already found some guys that I would love to let pound me, but Kimberly diverted my attention, "Keep going, horny-pants! The REAL party is upstairs!"
Actually getting upstairs was a bit more difficult than imagined, however, as the entire ground floor was jam-packed with people dancing to deafening music. Kimberly pushed her way through the crowd, and I followed close behind. I could feel some hands rubbing against me, as some guys pretended to accidentally grope me. At first it was a little annoying, but once I realized that there was no way to tell who exactly was the culprit, it dawned on me that it was actually a really good idea! We started making our way up the stairs, which were also packed with people, and I couldn't help myself. With Kimberly's plump ass right in my face, I had to grab it just once. It startled her, and she looked at some guy beside her and said, "Watch it, mister!" He was completely confused, and his girlfriend wasn't too happy about it either, which was pretty funny.
Finally, we reached our destination upstairs: a dark bedroom, filled with couples on couches, lit only by some black lights. Many random guys were trying to get into the room, but were not allowed. As hot females, however, we were granted instant access. A heavy aroma filled the air, which unmistakably was weed. I smiled as I recognized the scent, and looked over to Kimberly, who already was taking a hit from a bowl. As she inhaled deeply, her chest lifted, and her beautiful breasts became even bigger. She handed it to me, and I partook, holding the intoxicants in my lungs as long as possible.
Once my eyes adjusted to the dimness of the room, the purpose of all the couches became apparent. Everyone was in groups of two or more, and in various stages of undress. Some couples were just beginning to make out, while others had moved on to oral pleasures, and some even were taking advantage of the king-size bed at the other end of the room. Very little time passed before two guys approached, and took us to separate couches. Between the intoxication from the pot and the excitement from events about to unfold, my entire body was tingling and I couldn't wait to get started.
My fellow was about six feet tall and very fit; probably on the basketball team. He sat on the couch, and I immediately straddled his lap and began kissing him. Our tongues swirled around each other while I ran my fingers through his soft, sandy blonde hair. He put one hand on the side of my face, which I absolutely adore, and one on my waist. As his crotch thrusted up against mine, his growing bulge was easily felt through his jeans, and my skirt shifted higher and higher. I pushed down harder on his tent and put his face right in front of my chest, where he kissed my cleavage through my extremely low-cut shirt.
