Immy's Adventures - Juco Recruit

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.

"So what are you guys doing tonight?" Denice asked eagerly after Garry finished telling us about himself.

"Nothing major planned," Bobby responded curiously, "you got something in mind?"

"Just so happens my sorority, Chi Omega, is hosting a party at the house tonight.," she said gleefully. "It starts at 8 p.m. Would love it if you...came." She purposely looked into Garry's eyes, a wide grin on her face, as she emphasized the last word in her sentence. I tried my best to stifle a laugh. I noticed Bobby doing the same.

Garry played along, smiled, winked and responded, "Looking forward to it."

As the two men walked away from our table, I could only imagine what Bobby and Garry were talking about. Denice and I sat and resumed our conversation.

"Ya think the two of ya could have been more obvious?" I asked sarcastically.

"Whatever do you mean?" she retorted in her mock prim and proper tone.

"You know what I'm talking about," I said incredulously. "I'm surprised ya didn't just fuck on the table right here."

"Not comfortable enough!" she retorted. "Besides, look who's talking, 'Freaky'? Ya think ya could have jumped into Bobby's arms any quicker? Seems those rumors I heard about the offensive line running a train on you might be true after all?" She smiled at me, then took a long sip of her drink.

"Whatever are you talking about?" I responded, smiling like the cat that caught the canary. "I don't know what you heard, but there's no pictures or video evidence to prove it. Besides, it was a gang bang, not a train."

Denice nearly spit her drink all over herself.

xxx

Now, if I'm being totally honest, after my encounter with Denice and the boys in the student union, I was pretty horny. The obvious chemistry between Garry and Denice, not to mention how hot the two of them look, had ignited a sexual spark in me that hadn't existed since my last time with Harrison, which was going on four-months.

Sure, Mena and I had hooked up a handful of times, and of course I'd masturbated pretty regularly. But, this was the first time in a long time that I had that animal sexual energy running through me. And, I was hoping I'd be able to let it out.

It was about 8:30 p.m. when I arrived at the sorority house, in a pair of low cut jeans and a black, scoop neck, long sleeve, mid drift shirt that showed my flat stomach. I had a comfortable pair of dark flats on my feet. My hair was casually pulled into a pony tail.I got a fair share of looks and recognition from the couple-dozen or so people standing on line at the entrance to the house.

I texted Denice to let her know I'd arrived. A couple minutes later I heard her yell my name and saw her standing in the doorway giving a beckoning wave. Thanks to her, I was able to cut the line.

"You look fucking hot, you slut," I said into her ear as we embraced. My tits ached and my pussy throbbed in excitement.

I couldn't help but be mesmerized by her figure clothed in a pair of painted on white jeans that accentuated her ass and a pink, v-neck, form fitting shirt, with the sorority logo that featured her delectable cleavage tucked into her pants.

"Well thank you sweetie, so do you," she giggled while returning my compliment and giving my protruding nipples an obvious look.

A quick check of my college ID by the bouncers and I found myself in the main living room of the large house that had been transformed into a night club. A DJ was set up in the far corner blaring the latest EDM grooves. Strobe lights flashed to the beat of the tunes, while bodies writhed against each other on the dance floor.

Denice led me around the dance zone, down a short hallway and into a large dining room set up with food and beverage. That's when I saw Bobby and Garry hanging out near the keg.

"Here's Freaky!" Denice said as she presented me to the boys.

For a brief moment I bristled at Denice's introduction. However, it was then I decided to embrace the moniker given to me by La La nearly a year prior.

"So that's twice I heard you called Freaky. How'd ya get that nick name?" Garry asked with a grin.

"A very close teammate gave it to me," I responded. "But, only those that are in "the club" get to call me that. Isn't that right Bobby?"

And with that I stepped up to Bobby, got on my toes, put my lips to his and stuck my tongue in his mouth. After several seconds of swapping spit, I separated from him."

"Uh yah, that's right," Bobby finally stuttered with a shit eating grin.

I looked over at Denice to see her stunned, slack jawed expression. Garry was grinning lasciviously.

"And how does one become a member of 'the club'?" Garry wondered aloud.

"Maybe if you're a good boy you'll find out," I responded slyly.

Denice finally found her voice and asked the boys to get us something to eat and drink. Once they were out of ear shot she went off on me.

"Fuck Kimmy, why ya bein' a bitch'? Ya know I got the hots for Garry."

"Yeah, I know, but you started it by calling me Freaky in front of them" I shot back. "Anyway, I don't want to steal him, I want to share him with ya."

Her jaw flew open and her eyes went wide again before she was able to speak.

"Wait! What?" she began in surprise. "You mean you want a threesome?"

"Well, I've been wanting to hook up with you since freshman year," I said as I gave her a quick peck on the lips. But, I was actually hoping you could round up a couple of your sisters that I'm sure you've become friendly with and we could give Garry a night he'll never forget. You think you know a couple girls that would like to join us?"

Denice wasn't the only one who had heard rumors. I'd gotten wind of talk around the locker room that the girls of Chi O enjoyed showing each other a little "sisterly love."

"Yeah, I have a couple girls in mind that would be down," she said with a sheepish grin, then leaned over and gave me a quick kiss back.

Just as our lips parted, the boys returned with our food and drink.

"Don't stop on account of us," Garry said, holding our beverages and snacks and grinning from ear to ear.

"There's plenty of time for that, right Denice?" I asked rhetorically. "Right now I want to dance."

With that I snatched my drink from Garry, grabbed Bobby and dragged him to the room where the DJ was. Garry ditched the plate of food, took Denice by the hand and followed us.

For the better part of the next hour we worked up a sweat while moving to the music. I met some other friends from freshman year along with some teammates, whom I introduced Bobby to. He became infatuated with this tall red headed high jumper named Stephanie, and after about thirty-minutes, they were off to find some place quiet.

In the meantime, I happened to notice from across the dance floor, that Denice was getting well acquainted with Garry. With each new song, their bodies grew closer and closer together as they did their own version of dirty dancing.

During one song, Denice took a momentary break from grinding to the beats long enough to introduce Garry to two cute blonds who I assumed were sorority sisters, since they had on similar pink shirts to the one Denice was wearing. I'd seen them around campus but didn't know them personally. They made their acquaintances with the visiting recruit then huddled up with Denice for what looked like an intense conversation. A minute later the blond girls departed; the taller one exiting the room, the other joining some jock on the dance floor. A couple minutes later I noticed the petite blond led her guy friend up the stairs to the second floor.

Eventually I made my way over to Denice and Garry and rubbed my body against theirs, then pressed my lips to Denice's. She hungrily reciprocated by sticking her tongue in my mouth. The three of us continued to dance together until the DJ began to transition into a new song. At that point I was ready to go find a more intimate location.

"You ready to get the real party started?" I asked loud enough for Denice and Garry to hear. Denice nodded animatedly while Garry grinned widely. Denice grabbed me with her right hand and Garry with her left and led us up the main stair case. We got some knowing smiles and looks from some of the other party goers along the way. Once we were at the top of the stairs, we took a right and proceeded down the hallway to the second door on the left. Denice then pulled her keys from a lanyard that'd been buried in her cleavage, unlocked the door and led us into the bedroom while simultaneously turning on the light.

Upon entering, it was obvious that she shared the room with a sorority sister. It was set up pretty much like most double dorm rooms with two single beds, two desks and two clothes lockers. The girl's had decorated their walls with various momentos and posters to give it a more personal look.

I'd no sooner got done taking in my surroundings than there was a quick knock at the door a split second before it opened and in walked the taller of the two blondes I'd seen earlier. She appeared to be a natural blond like me, as I noticed her eye brows were similar in color to the hair on her head.

"Kimmy, that's my roommate Rachel," Denice said making introductions. She gave me a quick wave. I smiled and gave a little wave back.

"Where's Pam?" Denice asked

"She's hooking up with that kid from the lacrosse team," Rachel answered. "I think his name's Derrick." (Kimmy's Adventures-Timmy's Virginity)

"So I guess it's the four of us?" Denice said awkwardly, not knowing exactly what to do or say next.

I realized pretty quickly that I was going to have to take charge.

"Just relax Denice," I said stepping close to her and placing my lips on hers. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth, allowing my tongue to explore her oral cavity. I felt her body loosen up as she began to moan into my mouth.