College Preparation & Freshman Year - Learning All About Sex
My parents had dropped me off at college. I had moved into my single furnished dorm room in a freshmans boys dorm at a small liberal arts school in New England.
My room was at the end of the corridor next to the exit door. I learned later the end rooms at the end of each corridor were singles. The place was crazy with other freshmen moving in or scrambling around in confusion.
I unpacked, set up my computer and decided to explore the dorm. The dorm was old, made of brick, three stories plus a basement. For no special reason I decided to start my exploration on the top floor.
As I climbed the stairs I noticed that at each floor landing there was a door. Being curious I tried each door and found a small storage area about 12 x 12. The second floor room was different; it was equipped with a small desk, a couple of comfortable chairs and a daybed that appeared to be used. I thought it was someone's shabby office.
The third floor consisted of dorm rooms that I thought were single but learned later that most were doubles. It seems I had won the room pick lottery. A pretty nice setup for freshmen. The rest of the floor consisted of a large study area and a separate canteen. At the end of each corridor doors led to the fire escape.
At the end of the top floor main corridor I found another door marked no admittance. I glanced around, saw nothing and pulled the door open to reveal steps leading to another door marked roof. Up I went, stepped out on an open empty roof protected by a four foot wall. Nothing to see here but I thought the roof would be a good place to sneak a joint.
The second floor was similar without access to the roof. Here there were a number of other freshmen who all said hi and introduced themselves. I was on a mission and did not remember a single name or face.
On to the first floor. This was different. There was a main door in the middle of the floor and an exit door at each end of the building. There was an office on each side of the entrance marked dorm manager and custodian. Not much to see here.
Opposite the main door was another door marked basement. Without being noticed I slipped in the door and down the stairs. The basement had several large meeting rooms and a kitchen. Each of these rooms had internal windows on the corridor door. Looking in I saw they were all empty. At the end of the corridor there were kick bar doors marked emergency exit.
Enough snooping, time to get back to my room where I found a notice in my door mailbox. The message said there would be a mandatory orientation meeting in room A in the basement at 3:00 pm. That gave me plenty of time to find the main commissary, get lunch and still have time to meet some of my dorm mates.
The other freshmen were a mixed group, all 18 or 19 most from New England. Like me all away from home for the first time. Several seemed more grown up. I would try to get to know them better. A few also looked a little feminine. They would be interesting to meet.
Before I get to the orientation meeting I should tell you a little about me. First, my name is Richard. After graduation from high school I enjoyed a wild summer. I fucked my girl friend and received a blow job from an older man. The fucking was planned. The blow job was a total surprise.
Susan, my girlfriend and I had dated all senior year in high school. It was fun but she only allowed a little petting. She would let me touch her tits while dressed and allow me to run my hand under her skirt stopping me short of her panty covered pussy. That action left me horny and jerking off after every date.
On our first date after graduation we were making out on the couch in her living room while her parents were at the movies. I was as usual excited and erect. Suddenly Susan pulled away and shocked me with an offer. She said, I don't want to go to college as a virgin. OK I said what are you going to do to remedy that problem. She responded, that easy your going to fuck me and more.
Wow, instantly we shifted from light petting to mutual all out sexual assault. I was ecstatic, I pulled Susan to me and French kissed her like never before. Her hot wet tongue probed my mouth causing my already erect cock to expand further. Susan pulled my hand to her blouse and said get this off now, I want your hands and mouth on my nipples. It took me seconds to strip her blouse and bra revealing full tits and erect nipples. Susan arched her back,thrusting her tits into my face and said come on suck and bite my nipples. I'm tired of working on them by myself every time you leave. I dropped my mouth to her tit and found it erect and hard in my mouth. Feeling reckless I bit down causing Susan to squeak saying you're killing me but bite harder. How could I resist? I knew her nipples would be sore and bruised the next day.
I was now in danger of cumming in my shorts. I pulled back and said wait I need to get my cock out so I can feel you touch me with your hand. Susan quickly loosened my belt and fly and helped me slip shorts and tighty whities off. Susan immediately wrapped her hand around my cock and shocked me by leaning over and taking my now throbbing cock into her mouth. Amazed I put my hand on the back of her head and jammed my now leaking and pulsing cock into her throat. At the same time Susan moved her hand down to my tight balls squeezed and I immediately filled her mouth with spurt after spurt of my warm cum. Susan looked up, cum dripping from her mouth and said kiss me I want you to taste your cum. I gulped and dove to jam my mouth and tongue into her mouth. My cum tasted wonderful.
Taking the initiative Susan said, my turn. But before we begin I need to tell you some things. You know my nipples are sensitive and I almost had an orgasm when you sucked and bit them. You will do that some more before we are finished tonight.
What you don't know is that when we were dating last year, when you would leave each night, I had a wet swollen dripping pussy. I would go up to my room and first finger my clit and then use a large dildo to fuck myself.
