The Sunday after the crazy Friday and Saturday was a pretty quiet day. When I woke I unwrapped my balls from Amrita's panties. Gave them a big sniff, and hid them with the other three pairs of panties I collected.
I spent the day studying and watching some football playoffs. I briefly saw Amrita as she was about to leave to go back to her own school, and her boyfriend. She gave me a discreet wink as she turned to leave. Natasha didn't seem to suspect a thing. I found out later she was kept distracted by fucking my friend Chris.
I didn't see Catherine until after dinner when she showed up at my room. She was wearing her the white cotton pantyhose; the pantyhose I sniffed the other night and dreamt about the previous night. Over top of the pantyhose she was wearing a burgundy, wool mini skirt and a yellow blouse. She looked conservatively pretty. Her red hair flowed down over her shoulders, and her green eyes had an extra sparkle that evening.
Catherine walked right into my room and before I could say anything she put her arms around my neck and passionately kissed me. I was taken off guard. I did not expect her to be so forward. Her lips pressed softly yet forceful against mine, actually causing me to step back a bit, but I quickly gained my composure and started to return her kiss. The heat from our kiss flowed through our bodies as we stood melting into each other. My blood flowed quickly, and I was fully aroused due to the unexpected aggressiveness from Catherine. I started to give her strong open-mouthed kisses down her neck.
"Oh Mike." She voiced as she tilted her head, my mouth followed the curves of her neck. I stopped to gently nibble on her ear and she let out a faint moan. Our lips met again and our tongues began to duel in each other's warm mouths.
I then lifted Catherine up and gently laid her down on my bed. As I gently kissed her cheek she said; "Mike, we are going to have to take things slow. I know you're not used to that, but I can't let this go to fast."
"I know Catherine, if you feel uncomfortable, just say so." With that she reached up behind my head and started to kiss me again. I was a little surprised and I raised my hand to the buttons of her blouse. That's when her hand came to mine to stop me.
"We had better stop." She said, with a quick peck on my wanting lips. "I should go back up to my own room, but I really want this to work out between us."
"I do as well." I told her hoping this wasn't going to be a mistake. I wondered how long she wanted to take things slow. Catherine and I got along really well. Was it going to be a mistake to start dating a friend, or it could be something very special? Did I want something "special"?
It was getting late after Catherine left, and I had an early class, but I had trouble sleeping. I just experienced the best weekend of my life. Starting by fucking Valerie, and then Amrita twice, and I had some flirtations with Catherine mixed in between. Despite this I still felt restless after being left hard by Catherine.
I reached under my mattress and felt the smooth, silk panties Valerie left for me. Only a couple of nights earlier Valerie was grinding on my throbbing cock wearing only these panties. The wetness of her vagina was seeping through them and rubbing against my thickness. She looked magnificent with her blond, wavy, hair flowing over her beautiful face. Her blue eyes peering through her half open eye lids and her panting through her full pouty lips. She was a gorgeous sight grinding into me. Her perfect 34C breasts jiggling on her chest defying gravity. Her breasts felt incredible. So firm on her 18 year old frame. Her nipples her always so hard.
I was able to feel the lips of her vagina almost wrap around my cock through her smooth silk panties. The head of my cock starting pressing against her clit. She loved the feel of my cock as she grinded harder and faster against me. Her juices were flowing right into her panties getting them wetter and I could feel her juices through them. I was more and more excited. My cock throbbed hard and my head was pulsing against her silk panties. I came hard filling Valery's panties with warm load of cum.
I laid back in my bed feeling happy Valerie gave me her panties and wiped my cock off with them. I rolled over and fell into a deep sleep.
Catherine and I became a "couple". It was a very different from my other relationships. To me it seemed much more like an early high school relationship. A lot of holding hands on campus, a lot of cuddling, and some extremely passionate make-out sessions that left me hard and not relieved. Nearly every night Catherine would bring her homework to my room, we would study together for a while, followed by a lot of passionate kissing.
I knew Catherine was a virgin but I didn't realize how inexperienced she actually was until she told me about her previous boyfriend, Patrick. They dated for more than 2 years before breaking up during the first semester at University. She told me how it was a comfortable and nice relationship. She wanted it to progress more than just kissing, but she had to initiate everything. She found it very strange, because with her two previous boyfriends, she had to push away their over aggression.
She eventually came to the belief that Patrick is gay. The two high school students would kiss, and make out a lot but it never led to anything more. The furthest she ever went was having her breasts felt up over her shirt and rubbing a boy's penis from the outside of his jeans. She told me she regularly would rub Patrick's penis but he never would try to touch her.
This was a sharp contrast to my relationships. I lost my virginity at a party with a girl who was an acquaintance of mine. We would regularly have sex if we bumped into each other at parties. I hadn't slept with a lot of girls, but after that it seemed like my relationships were more focused on sex instead of just being together. I was with one virgin, but it was very clear to me that she wanted to loose her virginity early on in the relationship. This did not seem the case with Catherine.
Catherine was definitely saving herself for that special guy. I read the forwardness she showed when she came to my room that Sunday night incorrectly. I thought she was saying to me that she was almost ready to loose her virginity, but really she was telling me she wanted us to be boyfriend and girlfriend. When she removed her clothes in front of me a couple nights earlier she also wasn't saying she was ready; she was just drunk and trying to get me to stay with her. This relationship turned into a lot of frustrating nights alone, pent up with a hard on.
This led to me using the panties I had as a masturbation aid. Valerie's silk smooth panties were my favorite. Unfortunately I couldn't bring myself to putting them in the laundry after master bating with them. With the amount of time Catherine was spending in my room I was also getting concerned about her finding them. After cumming in Valerie's smooth silk panties and cumming in Amrita's lacy panties I threw them out. The only ones I kept were Catherine's cotton white panties. After Catherine left my room at night, leaving me frustrated, I would pull out her cotton panties and stroke my cock with them. They always felt so good wrapped around my throbbing head. They always brought me the relief I needed but I was careful not to cum in them.
One Friday Catherine and I decided to go out with just the two of us. We went to a nice dinner and then watched a play on campus. Afterward we typically ended up back in my room.
