Evan arrived at college like most other 19 year olds -- amazed and ready to enjoy his newly discovered freedom. And ready to enjoy life surrounded by fifteen thousand twenty year-old women.
From the first day he and his roommate sat in the dining hall surrounded by girls of all colors, shapes and sizes, wearing tight clothes and little clothes, he taught 'Fuck. I thought I beat off a lot in high school, I think things just got worse.'
Evan's freshman fall he lived college life to the fullest -- football games, parties, and still got good grades. He had female friends, but even though he always had one eye on the pussy walking around campus, he hadn't met that one special person yet ... until January.
8:30am, Tuesday morning, Chemistry 2. He was one of the first to arrive since he wasn't exactly sure where this particular classroom was in the sprawling chemistry building, but he had no trouble finding it.
The room started to fill-up -- except the seats next to him -- until the most adorable, innocent looking, lithe light browned haired girl sat down beside him. "Is this seat taken?"
After reminded himself how to speak, and scolding himself for looking like a bumbling idiot around this angel, Evan said, "Oh, no. Please. My name is Evan."
"Jenny. Nice to meet you Evan."
"Are you a freshman, too, Jenny?"
"No. I'm a sophomore -- but I'm in here because I didn't quite make it through this class last year. I had a little too much fun last spring." With her smile that accompanied the end of her sentence, Evan saw just a trace of devilishness break through her innocent look.
Knowing he wanted to get to know Jenny better, Evan, a little smoother than usual, said "I blew away Chem 1. Stick with me and you'll do just fine."
Jenny smiled as the old professor called the class to order.
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Two days later, Evan was sure to arrive early to sit in the exact same seat but it was already taken. And this day Jenny looked even better. And Evan knew that girls didn't usually look this good for early classes, her hair was slightly curled and she was wearing a very faint lipstick -- probably hoping he wouldn't notice.
They talked flirtingly before class started and halfway through class, Evan slid Jenny a note, "I know a great party Saturday night. Call me if you want to go 472-8394." Jenny read the note slowly, half turned her head to him and winked. Evan was glad he'd done this half way through class because he was now sporty huge wood that he'd hope would subside listening to their boring professor for the next 25 minutes.
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Between meeting her Tuesday and the time Jenny called on Thursday night, Evan had probably beat off while thinking about her 5 times. He'd never met someone who looked so innocent yet sexy. He'd never been so infatuated.
"Hey big boy! Where is this party?"
"Over at the Treehouse Apartments, off Rt 7."
"OK. It's too bad it's not until Saturday -- I was hoping you'd ask me out for Friday night."
"In that case, wanna get together Friday night?"
"Love to. But let's stay in. I live off campus, on Ridge, 137C. Why don't you come over around 7:30?"
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Evan arrived early with daisies and when he saw Jenny's tight jeans and tight black tanktop -- over a tighter white one -- he cursed to himself knowing there was no way he was going to keep from getting hard this night.
After the mediocre spaghetti dinner Jen made, they hung out and talked with a movie on in the background. Evan loved how easily words came with Jenny. And he loved the way her perky tits bounced in her tank top when he'd make her laugh. And he loved watching her ass as she walked into the kitchen to get another beer. But he hated his hesitation that prevented him from leaning in and kissing her.
At 12:30 he said "I better be going. I had a great time tonight. You're ... adorable. I'll pick you up at 9 tomorrow night?" And he leaned in and pecked her lips. Jenny closed the door with the feel of his lips on hers, disappointed. She wanted a longer kiss.
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The party was hoping when they arrived. But everyone noticed the light-brown haired beauty in her jeans and light blue v-neck sweater when she walked in the door.
Evan had never been so proud. Even going to get their first beers a friend stopped him and said "Way to go dude. Where'd you find that smokin' piece of ass?"
Evan returned and introduce Jenny to some friends. She flirted with them but always returned her attention to Evan. He felt like a god.
"I'm tired, let's sit." So Jenny led Evan to the couch where he sat and she followed and threw her legs over his and his hands around his neck.
"You look amazing, Jen. You're making my friends jealous."
"Whatever."
"I'm serious. I've never thought anyone looked sexier than you do right now." And he leaned in as her right hand touched the left side of his face and guided her mouth to his. He hoped she couldn't feel his legs shaking. She moved closer so now she was sitting on his lap, their kiss hadn't ended yet.
"Wow. Let's get out of here, Evan."
They hurried back to Jen's apartment only to find her roommate and her roommate's little sister visiting from high school on the couch. Jen, not wanting to take a guy back to her bedroom with her friend's kid sister there sat down and pulled Evan down beside her as they watched the end of some lame action movie.
Jen's roommate and sister went to bed at midnight and Jen and Evan sat on the couch and talked and kissed.
"You're a good kisser, since it seems like things are progressing, tell me, how many girls have you ... ah, been with?"
Evan kissed Jen again, then moved to whisper in her ear, "Zero. What about you?"
Now Jen, whose innocence Evan still adored, tried not to appear shocked.
"Wow. You're a great kisser, and you have great hands. You've never slept with a girl?"
"No," Evan now said sheepishly. "I had a girlfriend for a long time in high school, but we never did that."
"Blowjob?"
"Nope."
"You mean you've never cum with a girl?"
Jenny's straight talk was making Evan really horny. And since she still seemed so innocent, Evan was really turned on.
"No. How many guys have you been with?"
"Well, ..."
"Just tell me, it's okay."
"Okay three. One in high school then I dated two guys last year."