This is the seventh installment in my "Kimmy's Adventures" series about a college track star and her sexual exploits.
It's not imparative to read the previous adventures, but it is recommended as it may help with some of the context.
This is realistic fiction in that it involves people and events that could happen, however all characters are made up. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental. The college referenced in the story is made up.
All characters depicted are over the age of 18.
Kimmy's Adventures - JUCO Recruit
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"Oh my god Kimmy, I'm gonna cum hard!" Denice yelled as I watched my friend getting her pussy pounded by Garry, a visiting football recruit. She was laying on her back between my legs, head against my chest, as I fondled her tits. Garry was on his knees between her spread legs, thrusting away. I could sense her body ready to explode.
"Remember to ask for permission Slut!" I barked at her.
"Please Mistress Kimmy, can I cum!"
"Not yet little Slut!" I said fiendishly into her ear. "You don't deserve it yet!"
And with those words, I stopped touching her tits and Garry knew to pull out, causing Denice to groan in frustration.
"Pleeeeeeas!...Ahhhhhh..., Nooooo!!!"
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Until that night, I'd generally thought of myself as a sexual submissive. My high school boyfriend almost always initiated our sex and decided where, when and how it would happen. La La (Kimmy's Adventures-The Locker Room) had been the top in all of our sexual encounters, and I enjoyed how Harrison (Kimmy's Adventures-The Gang Bang) would dominate me much of the time.
But that evening something had switched in me. I was no dominatrix by any stretch of the imagination, but I took on the role of leader of our little reverse gang bang. It wasn't something I'd given a lot of thought to prior to that night. It had happened pretty spontaneously.
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It was midway through the spring semester of my sophomore year. Classes had just resumed after spring break and I was hanging out in the bustling student union with Denice Hughes. Denice, was a dorm mate my freshman year who lived in the room next to Gina and me. As a matter of fact she happened to overhear us through the cinder block walls that separated our rooms the first time Gina and I lezzed out together.(Kimmy's Adventures-The Roommate) Denice had more than hinted that she knew what Gina and I were up to with her text messages that night, as she begged us to be quiet so she could sleep. However, she never spoke about it to us afterwards. That was surprising because she's usually pretty forward.
Although we remained friends since freshman year, this was the first time we'd had a chance to talk to each other at length since Novemeber. So we were sitting at a table sipping soft drinks and catching each other up on what was happening in our lives. She'd just gotten done telling me how she was very busy between her business major and her position as the treasurer for the Chi Omega sorority. She said she'd dated a couple guys since freshman year but wasn't with anybody special at that moment.
I told her about my cross-country and indoor track seasons, when she decided to segue into my personal life.
"So you still going out with Harrison Northman?"
Despite trying to be low key about our relationship, she and most of the student body knew that Harrison and I had been seeing each other the previous summer. It's kinda news when two athletes are "dating", especially when one of them is the quarterback of a major program. After Harrison had gotten injured, the school and local newspapers tried to do the "girl friend" story, but I shied away. Anyway, it was inevitable that she was going to ask about him.
"We're friends," I began. "We talk most Sundays, and we text a few times a week, but we're not exclusively dating. He's busy taking some classes on line and rehabbing his knee."
Although I tried to play it down, I think she could tell from my response that it was still a pretty sore subject for me. Although I'd had a boyfriend in high school, Harrison was truly my first love and I missed him.
I was in the middle of explaining that Harrison had some interest from a school in northern Minnesota to play football, when suddenly a literal shadow was cast over our table by two large objects.
I looked up to see it was Bobby Pandella, the right tackle for the football team, who also happened to be one of my gang bang buddies from the previous summer (Kimmy's Adventures-The Gang Bang). He was accompanied by a really cute, young looking guy I didn't recognize. He was a little taller than Bobby but I guessed about 50-pounds lighter. I jumped out of my chair and gave Bobby P. a hug and quick peck on the lips. He reciprocated in kind, which made my nipples stiffen thinking about the way he abused my tits that night last summer.
"How ya been Freaky?" he asked with that devious smile.
"I'm good Bobby," I began, giving him that wide eyed expression that said, "I can't believe you just called me that in front of people." I glanced over at Denice and noticed her giving me a dubious look.
"You know how it is," I continued trying to be nonchalant, "between practice and class not a lot of time for much else."
"I hear ya." he responded, nodding his head. "By the way, congrats on the hardware you been collecting. I heard ya won the 5,000-meter at the national indoor championships. Sorry for not reaching out sooner."
"It's ok, everybody is busy..." I began, when I was suddenly interrupted by Denice clearing her throat.
"Ahhemm!"
The two guys and I automatically looked over at Denice. I couldn't help but let out a laugh, as she looked at me with one of those faces that said, "Aren't you going to introduce me?" Girlfriend definitely isn't subtle.
"Bobby, this is my friend Denice," I said, gesturing in her direction. "We lived in the same dorm freshman year."
Denice stood and smiled brightly, making eye contact with Bobby, then focused her stare at the taller boy. Bobby and the other kid were finally able to get a clear view of just how pretty Denice is. Quite honestly I'm jealous of the bitch. She said she wasn't dating anyone at that moment, but it's not because she couldn't.
One's first impression of Denice in her form fitting lycra shirt is that she is a pair of tits on a stick. However, once you get a profile view of her in her tight yoga pants, you see her best asset is her ass. To say it's a bubble butt doesn't do it justice. It juts out between her lower back and thighs like two halves of a globe, naturally welded in place.
In addition to her tits and ass Denice has an exotic look that is captivating. She's of average height at about 5'5", but has a porcelain complexion that contrasts with her natural jet black hair that is cut to shoulder length and styled with bangs. Her eyes give her a slightly asian appearance that encase two emeralds that shimmer in the light. She accessorized her look with a pair of silver hoop earrings and a small hoop nose ring in her left nostril.
"Nice to meet you Bobby," Denice said. "And who's your hot friend."
Like I said, she's not real subtle. I'd soon realize neither was our visitor.
"I'm Garry Houston, a JUCO (junior college) recruit, visiting for the weekend," he said. Bobby's my chaperone.
"Nice to meet you Garry," Denice said as she seductively flashed her pearly whites and green eyes at the same time she stuck her right hand out.
Bobby and I gave one another a knowing smile.
"The pleasure is all mine pretty lady," Garry said smoothly as he confidently took her diminutive hand in his large paw and held it gently.
Upon closer inspection of Garry, I could see why Denice was instantly infatuated. Adonis had nothing on this kid. Despite his baggy jeans and untucked flannel, I could see he had a well built physique. No gut like the other linemen. However, it was his face that was alluring. A smattering of light freckles and dimples in his cheeks gave him that youthful, boyish look. He had coffee colored eyes and a shock of sandy brown hair that was shaved close on the sides, longer on the top and parted to the right. Truly a hunk, as my roommate Mena liked to say.
"Oh aren't you a charmer?" Denice flirted back. "And how are you enjoying your visit?"
"Much better now, I have to admit," he responded playfully.
I had to roll my eyes. Bobby and I might as well have not been there at that point.
"By the way, I'm Kimmy," I said interrupting their little love fest.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude," he said as he smiled at me and shook my hand. "It's nice to meet you Kimmy."
"Kimmy is "good friends" with Harrison Northman who was the starting quarterback here until he got injured in the second game of the season," Denice said, using her fingers to make air quotes to emphasize the phrase "good friends".
By the look on Garry's face I could tell he knew what Denice meant by "good friends".
Bobby gave me a sympathetic look. He and the other fellas on the line still felt awful for what happened to Harrison.
"Oh yeah, I happened to be watching that game on television," he said. "I'm real sorry that happened to your friend. Unfortunately injuries are part of the game."
"Unfortunately," I mumbled in agreement. Rather than continue talking about Harrison though, I refocused the conversation back on Garry.
Through his own words, Denice and I would discover that despite his young, innocent looks, Garry was 20-years old. He explained that he went to junior college after high school to get his grades up before getting another crack at a Division I scholarship. As he told us his story, he expressed regret for "fooling around" too much and not taking his high school studies more seriously. However, he voiced pride in the way he'd worked hard to earn a 3.5 GPA at the two-year school. Between his improved academics and breaking JUCO records for most yards and touch downs by a tight end, he'd become one of the most sought after players in the country.
Denice listened with rapt attention. I could tell she was impressed by his good looks and confident demeanor while at the same time intrigued by his bad boy past and newly matured sensibilities.
