"Look, here, Frank," Elise said, taking the textbooks off of the bed and putting them on Frank's desk. "I didn't really come over to study with you tonight. I came over to fuck you, silly."
"You did?" Frank exclaimed, a look of total shock on his face.
"Of course! Why do you think I wore such a tight top and this little, flirty cotton skirt. Because it's hot out? I don't think so. Here, do you believe this?" Elise lifted her white cotton t-shirt over her head, revealing two small, pert breasts in a sexy blue bra.
"This is my first-date bra," Elise revealed. "I wear it when I think guys might see me with my shirt off for the first time. What do you think?"
"Holy Jesus, Elise!" Frank declared, "I had no idea you were so hot!"
"And why would you? I'm a good girl—heck, I probably have a higher GPA than even you do. I came to this college for an education, not an M-R-S degree."
"Wow!" Frank said, exclaiming like an idea.
Elise smiled. "Oh, Frank. Why is it that every man just becomes a babbling idiot when he sees me in lingerie? I swear, all the blood has rushed to the head of your dick and you can't think. Well, you may consider me a good girl, but I've probably had more men than most of these sorority girls here, and I know I can definitely show you a good time. Do you like these?" Elise asked, indicating her breasts. "Why don't you feel me up. Here you go," she said guiding his hands into place on her sexy young chest.
"Besides," the chatty co-ed continued, "we're probably the two favorites of the history department—the essays we write on the final exam are going to get the best grades no matter what. Don't you think the best two history majors should get together? We even like the same area of history. And I think you're even cute with those brown eyes—so why don't you kiss me and let's see if there's some sexual chemistry, too!"
Frank knew when to do as he was told. However, his gentle forays on her lips quickly segued to wet, sloppy, tongue-a-plenty French kisses. Elise's breathing became ragged as the frenching, coupled with the chest massage Frank was giving her, began to affect her in ways that no good girl should feel!
"Pop that cock out for me, Frank. Show me what I'm working with!" Elise greedily ordered. "Oh boy! I guess you really go like me!" Elise celebrated. She took hold of his erection. "Oooh, I can tell this is going to do some really nice things to me! Where do you keep your condoms?"
"Well, they're, they're, uh, I mean—" Frank stammered.
"In your dresser? That's where I keep mine; as close to the bed as possible." Elise opened the top drawer and saw nothing but Frank's boxer shorts and socks. "Bottom drawer?" she suggested.
"I don't have any condoms," Frank confessed.
"Aw, shit. I knew I should bring some, but I was sure you'd have some. I thought every boy on this campus had condoms in his dorm room!"
"Well, I've, I mean—"
"Use them all up, you naughty boy? And I thought my looks were deceiving!"
"No, I mean, I've never done this before."
"What?"
"I'm sorry."
"No way! No fucking way!" To Frank's surprise, Elise did not seem to be unhappy at all. Quite the contrary, she seemed to be happy at the news that Frank was an inexperienced virgin. "That's great! I don't think I've ever deflowered a boy before."
"Really?"
"Sure. This is great—I actually hate it when a boy wears condoms, anyway. But this is great—I know I'm clean, and since this will be your first time, we don't have to let anything get between us. Sound like a plan?"
"You bet!"
"Then come here, stud, and let me ravage you!"
The young college couple became a tangle of limbs and caresses, wet kisses and lusty gropes. Their last remaining clothes exploded off their bodies and landed strewn about Frank's tiny dorm room. "Have you ever seen a woman's most intimate place before, Frank?" Elise asked him as he slid her see-through white lace panties off of her body.
"Just in porn," Frank replied.
"So, what do you think of the real thing?"
"Holy Jesus," Frank said.
Elise laughed. "I'll take that as a compliment. You know, it makes me fell really good to be the girl who's giving you your first glimpse of pussy. Makes me feel really sexy. You see how shaved and clean it is. I did that for you, too, because I came over tonight wanting you to see my pussy so bad."
"You are so sexy, Elise."
"I'd like to give you more than just your first glimpse, Frank. I want you to have your first taste."
Frank looked up at her, saw the comfort and pleasure in her blue eyes. Her lips were pursed in a sly smile, like an erotic Mona Lisa. Frank slowly slipped to his knees. Elise was propped up on a diagonal across his small dorm bed, and Frank settled himself on the carpeted floor. She parted her thighs, wordlessly, and Frank's tongue gently probed her swollen pussy.
God! Elise thought. She was totally corrupting this boy, this smart, friendly, serious boy who she had been crushing on since they were sophomores. His gentle kisses, his no-nonsense squeezes of her body, his natural pace and rhythm for licking her pussy–Frank seemed to have an instinct for pleasing her the way most of her conquests and one-night-stands never could. And she was going to be his first! In a few minutes, she was going to be one of the women Frank would remember for the rest of his life!
Elise with her right hand gently guided Frank to the spots she wanted him to lick and suck. She moaned little words of encouragement to this new cunt licker she was training. "Yes, that feels great. Oh Frank, you lick my pussy so good. Oh Frank that feels wonderful."
