The Wolesome, The Whore and The Forbidden is what I intended to call this but had to shorten it down.
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I honestly don't know what's wrong with me. I think with my dick and not my brain like most college guys, but this mess might turn out, or it may cause me to run away and join the Foreign Legion.
Just a quick note on the backstory: I'm Dave Johnson, originally from Duluth, MN and am in Naval ROTC at Iowa State in Ames, IA. My dad and grandpa both worked Lake Superior and both died on that lake. My mom struggled with that and took her own life my sophomore year of college.
My friend and roommate Lance Davis is also in NROTC with me. He was a Navy brat and settled in Ames in junior high while his dad was an instructor at ISU, but now have moved about an hour away to Des Moines where he is a commercial airline pilot. Lance and I live in the Ames house while we finish up school. We are seniors and I owe them a lot- you could say I owe them more than I can repay and they have taken this orphan in as one of their own. I was in a dark place and they saved me....
Which is why this gets so fucked up.
Lance has a sister Lori. Lori is average looking in the face. She could be pretty but usually has that "resting bitch face" thing going on. Dark hair, lithe, athletic with nice sized breasts. If she smiled and seemed friendlier, she could light up the football stadium, but as it stands, she usually lights up a small room, maybe a small closet.
Even though the Davis family took me in as one of their own, to say "Lori is like a sister to me" is an overstatement. But if I said "Lori is the forbidden fruit I need to taste", that might be a bit of an understatement.
Lori was around a year younger than Lance and I and went to the University of Northern Iowa- the "teacher's college" about 2 hours away, but since Ames was her main home, she came down frequently, especially for Iowa State football games. Someday Lori will make a great principal or superintendent of a school, but as a teacher... she will need to soften up.
Lori, The Forbidden.
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Amy was Lori's roommate and someday we will probably read about her being involved in a sex scandal. She is pretty, has a wicked smile, flirty eyes, tits that are oversized for her frame, and is a mean drunk.
Amy, The Whore.
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Finally, there is Diana, The Wholesome. Virginal, pure, ivory skin. Big green eyes, bright smile. Friendly, will probably win "National Teacher of the Year" twice and make somebody the perfect wife- in about 5 years. How she got hooked up with the other two is beyond me.
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Lori brought her two normal friends down for the UNI/ ISU football game, traditionally over Labor Day Weekend. The UNI campus cleared out but ISU had quite a few parties which meant Amy would get drunk and mean, I'd dream of fucking Lori which in turn would cockblock me from picking up a random chic here.
It seemed last week that Diana flirted with me and was open to... something, but nothing happened. This week I thought I would pursue it harder. Maybe seeing me fuck her- the Wholsome Virgin Maid would make me seem desirable to Lori. It wasn't fair to Diana, but then again, maybe I needed to look at Diana as desirable and not like some kid sister tagging along.
Amy hung on Lance some, but then moved on to some other guy at the party we were at. Lance ended up hooking up with some gal and ended up back at her place. Diana and I danced and stayed close all night.
"Mmm, you are warm, not hot, just warm," she cooed.
"'Not hot', just what every guy wants to hear," I teased back.
"Um, I mean! Wait, that's not what I meant! I..."
I held her at arms' length, her tiny frame seemed small in in grasp, as she struggled to find words. Then she saw I was teasing her.
"I DO think you're 'hot' by the way," she said in a voice that sounded more sultry than I had ever heard from her before. I didn't know her well, but well enough to notice this change in persona.
"And you, my dear, are..." What do you say, "cute", "sweet", "innocent"? "Someone who I want to split apart"?
So I leaned in and kissed her. Kissed her strawberry lips and she kissed back. Our tongues found each other- it was sloppy and a little awkward but in that instant we saw our chance to escape and head home to a what we hoped was an empty house.
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"I've never done this, Dave, but I trust you. I have only had one drink all night, I give you my full consent. I want to explore you and I want you to do magical things to me," she said.
It was a little strange to hear that, but her resolve was solid and she was going to trust me to do whatever I wanted. I wanted to put my cock in her mouth, then taste her pussy, then split her open and fill her tight pussy full of about 8 loads of cum. Setting the bar that high was probably setting myself up for disappointment, but I wanted to shoot for the stars.
We slowly undressed. Normally, tearing off clothes and getting to it was how it usually went down, but she was a virgin, still 18 for a week, and neither one of us was fueled by alcohol for the most part. This would be her best sex ever at this point and had the potential to be my best sex ever, too.
We went slow. She was a trooper, playing with my cock and licking it. I gave her lots of feedback and warned her before I shot my first load. She took it on her small, perky tits. She didn't swallow but did lick it up. "Mmm, next time I promise to swallow," she said.
