Thanksgiving break finally came. Madeline was excited to visit home and tell her parents all about college. Although a little underwhelming in terms of dating life, the last few days had been good because of Bryan. He had been a charmer, talking to her about all kinds of things and keeping her spirits up. They had discussed about the little adventure that they had, and were mature about it, two horny college students, that needed to get some steam off. Bryan's crafty play of refusing sex had also worked, since all she thought about was how his penis would feel inside of her. Madeline had trusted "friend," called Oscar, a 7 inch dildo, which she used compulsively, as she texted Bryan, but deep down, she craved his cock. It was not overly large, or overly thick, but his looks, and the way he ate her ass, rimming the surface, along with fingering her vagina, that made her ever so curious.
And it was an evening like the one they had met in, when they met again. They had gotten takeout from the cafeteria and went to Bryan's room. She had commented on the amount of football equipment that was in his room, to which he reminded her that he was indeed on the football team. It was sometimes so hard for her to grasp this fact, as he was so eloquent in his speech, so thoughtful and logical in his words, far different from the jocks that she had gone to high school with. But he had put on an Adam Sandler comedy movie, which she did not like. Not that it would matter anyway. From the get go, they were all over each other kissing passionately, as their lips interlocked, saliva in their mouths, tongues exploring each other's. He had gone down to the neck, sucking on them, leaving plenty of marks. He had forced her shirt open, ripping it slightly in the process, and sucked on her breasts. He had admired her nipples, as he traced it with his nose and tongue, before biting and sucking them hard. Bryan was able to put the whole boob in his mouth as his fingers caressed the other one.
Eventually, he made his way down where he found her vagina, soaking wet. They did not waste their time with fellatio, he simply jammed his penis inside, causing Madeline to put her head back and scream. He began to thrust, slowly at first, eventually gathering steam. Soon after, she was on the edge of his bed, as Bryan had put her legs on his shoulders and continued to pound her, relentlessly. He was sweating now and she was screaming, as the bed rocked violently and the springs made loud, squeaking sounds. Bryan wanted to pull out, but he was so caught up in the moment that he simply exploded inside of her, hard and without any sort of control. "Oh my god Bryan, you came INSIDE of me!" Madeline exclaimed.
But he was completely drained and was very relaxed. He connected his forehead to hers, and simply said "well now we are connected like never before," before giving her a deep, passionate kiss.
"We are now arriving at our final station, Boston. Please gather your belongings before exiting the train. Thank you and Happy Thanksgiving," the train announcer bellowed, causing Madeline to wake up from her dream. So this was a dream after all. But in reality, she was finally home and ready to relax for a few days.
Amy on the other hand, knew she did not want to go home back to Ohio. She hated where she grew up, in poverty, hated the people that were in her community. They were too small minded, not ambitious enough, just wanted to get by in the same small town. She had voiced her concerns to her mother, who agreed with her "absolutely honey, enjoy yourself. There's nothing for you here, anyway. Besides, Christmas isn't too far. Love and miss you."
Raj being a gentleman, albeit a horny one, offered to host Amy. They had spent considerable time together after the movie night, recreating the scene from it from time to time, and she felt very secure around him. He understood her, empathized with her and did not judge her for her background. Despite coming from a well off family, his parents had instilled in him a respect for the blue collar worker and the value for hard work. His parents were also not like the other immigrant parents. They let him date, whomever he wished, were not uncomfortable when he introduced women to them. But they were not the typical immigrants anyway, they both had come to the States to do their masters, where they had met and had a love marriage, as opposed to an arranged one. Both his older brother, Suraj and Raj were raised in a mixed blend of Indian and American traditions.
Amy took him up on that offer and travelled to suburban New Jersey with him. She had never been there before, and his family lived in a very upscale West Windsor. The houses there were a shock, far more grand than the broken one she grew up in, where pipes were almost always broken and asbestos was an issue. "Welcome to our home, Amy, hope you guys had a good trip," said Lakshmi, Raj's mother.