Back in college I lived in the dorms, like most people do when they're living away from home their first year. In the dorms, we had these people called RA's, or residential assistants that would basically work as student supervisors. They were students, usually 2nd or 3rd years who didn't get paid but got free housing and meal plans and stuff for supervising floors and making sure everything goes alright. On my floor we had a guy RA who knew the girl RA above us. Threw him, I got to know her, and this was around the time facebook first started, so eventually, we became friends on that, chatted threw that a few times and became decent friends. Her name was Hanah, a 2nd year. She was Korean, but born in the United States. She had creamy white complexion, long black hair, brown eyes, a button nose and, although a slender girl, the perkiest tits you'd ever seen. She would always wear tank tops and stuff, and her nipples must have been super sensitive, since they were always poking out.
Anyways, so during the Thanksgiving weekend, the dorms are completely dead. Everyone leaves back home, and I was planning on too, but could only get a flight on Thanksgiving day, leaving me to stay in the dorms an extra night. Like I said, the dorms were dead, and maybe in the whole building there were only like 10 of us. One of the other ten was Hanah, since an RA always had to be on duty while there were students in the dorms, she was stuck not only at the school for the night, but in the dorm building, as she couldn't leave just in case. She made the rounds and when she got to my room, told me what was up. We were decent friends now, and I told her since she was stuck in her room if she wanted me to get food and maybe we could watch a movie on a laptop or something. She agreed and later than night I picked up Korean bbq for her and pizza for myself from nearby.
We then ate in her room, and talked. She told me about this class she took, the "famous" female sexuality course you could take at our school for an easy 1 unit. She told me that the class was really about getting in touch with your own sexuality and they did stuff like visit a sex shop once and see the vagina monologues and stuff like that. She even showed me the book. Now I was getting a little turned on by all this and luckily the conversation stayed on the topic of sex and relationships. We both learned we were both single both a little lonely in college so far. She did tell me though she was still sexually active; being on the pill even though she hadn't been with a guy in a few months. She jokingly showed me the pills, shaking them in her hand. We kept talking and she asked me if I masturbated. I told her I did sometimes, but felt like a tool pleasuring myself. She then told me she did actually quite a bit, even busting out her chrome vibrator to show it off. She then asked if I ever had gotten a handjob or a blowjob. I told her, even though I wasn't a virgin that I hadn't, which was sad but true. I began to think what would happen next but the door seemed to shut when she said "aww" and hoped that I would experience it someday. I thought we were about to change the subject or maybe begin to watch the movie when she blurted out "fuck it, let's make it happen now".
