This is the first in what I plan to be a series of journal entries about my time at college. I’m starting at my freshman year and plan to work my way up to now, my senior year. All of the stories are true.
My name is Amanda, and I’m an 18-year-old college freshman. Up to this point in my life I’ve always been shy. Oh, I have a good social life, I have lots of friends and had my share of boyfriends through high school, it’s just that I want more. I decided a fresh start at college is the perfect chance to get it. I vowed to be more outgoing and aggressive once I got there.
Before I go on, let me give you a quick description of myself. I’m about 5’7”, with very long light brown hair (half way down my back when I wear it straight and down) that still has it’s summer highlights and green eyes. I’ve always kept in pretty good shape, but over the summer I decided I wanted to go away to college in great shape. I’ve spent the last 8 weeks working out almost every day and it’s really starting to show its effects. I’ve lost close to 10 pounds and have really firmed up. My stomach went from a little soft to firm and flat. That’s the only part of me that’s flat though, since I’ve been able to keep my curves. They come from my 34c breasts and nice firm ass (guys always tell me it’s my best feature). Basically, I always thought I looked pretty good. I went away to college knowing I looked REALLY good.
After a week or so, I felt like I was getting settled into my new life at college. My roommate, Kelly, is also a freshman and we we’re getting along well.
I walked into history that morning and saw him again. I’m pretty sure the teacher called him Matt during last class. He was gorgeous. He has to be over 6’, maybe 6’2”, and he has a great body. He obviously works out, but he isn’t too bulky. Just how I like guys. Then there are his eyes. Deep, deep blue, perfect for staring into. Finally he’s got great hair (hair makes the man, you know!) It was dirty blonde, very short on the sides and gelled up so it was spiky on top. Basically, I was in lust from the first time I saw him.
I decided Matt would be my first attempt at showing off my new outgoing aggressive self. All through class I worked up the courage to just go right up to him after class and ask him out sometime.
The professor ended the lecture, my big chance was here. As I walked up to him, Matt turned around. I suddenly made eye contact and melted. All I could do was barely mumble a “Hi.” Luckily he wasn’t quite so tongue tied.
“Hi, my name is Matt.”
“Hi.” (You idiot, that not outgoing and aggressive!)
He laughed and said, “Want to go to lunch with me? What’s your name by the way?”
I’m saved! “I’m Amanda, I’d love to go.”
We headed for the cafeteria in my dorm. On the way I finally loosened up. We made some small talk and I began to feel a lot more relaxed. It turns out he’s a freshman also so he was looking to meet new people just like I was.
We got along well at lunch, and we were flirting more than a little bit by the time we were done eating. It turned out that neither of us had class for the rest of the afternoon and my roommate Kelly wouldn’t be back until after dinner, so I asked Matt if he wanted to hang out in my room for a while. He eagerly accepted and we headed upstairs. I couldn’t believe my luck.
We had been sitting on the small couch that Kelly brought from home, watching TV for a while. The couch was just barely big enough for two, which was just fine with me. It gave me lots of chances to ‘accidentally’ rub up against him. There was all kinds of sexual chemistry in the air. I’m sure he noticed it, and I KNOW I did. I hadn’t done anything with a guy for over a month, since my high school boyfriend and I broke up because we were going away to different schools. I was getting very horny, and thankful that Kelly got some free condoms from the resident assistant to keep in her desk, just in case!
Then it happened. Very gently, but quickly, he leaned over and kissed me. I opened my lips slightly and let his tongue in. Just as quickly I had one hand on the back of his head and one on his chest, while he had one on the back of my head and one on my ass. As our tongues played games our hands slowly explored. His chest and shoulders were so firm. I worked my way under his shirt, his chest was hairless, perfectly smooth. I love that! Damn this boy was sexy! I could feel my panties getting moist already. One of his hands worked its way under my shirt also while the other ran through my hair. He quickly unclipped my bra and pulled the straps down. At the same time I grabbed his shirt and ripped it over his head, breaking our kiss just long enough to get it off.
I pushed him onto his back as my hands worked all over his chest, stomach, arms, and shoulders. At the same time he pulled my shirt over my head. My bra fell off exposing my breasts. He said, “Amanda, they are perfect” as he put one in each hand. I was now sitting up grinding myself over his crotch as he massaged my breasts. He was lightly pinching each nipple as he rubbed.
“Oh god, that feels awesome Matt!”