In Lauren's Image

Chapter 1

Before college, I played baseball, competed for national debate titles, threw it around on the court regularly, and seemed obsessed over girls. When I first started school at the small private college Tiffs University, I had no idea that I would end up being a cock-crazed gay boy.

The first year was pretty normal. Pledged a fraternity, smoked weed, got decent grades. Even got laid once in a while. Partied enough that I gained 15 pounds. By the summer, I needed a job so I started working at a tourist BBQ place as a “host.” Other greet-and-seaters were girls, and were called hostesses. I was hired because of my clean cut appearance and “nice” look. Eventually, others asked me I was gay. But they really just teased me for me a pretty boy.

Sophomore year changed me. When school re-started, I hung out with different crowds – floating from one lunch area to the next (also to recruit new pledges and advertise our parties.) Because of my involvement in Lacrosse and student-led activities, I was able to make friends fast, one of which was Lauren. She was so cute: blonde, 5’6, 34C (which was perfect for her), and a line down her tummy – the kind only athletes have (former soccer girl). Her sense of humor was pretty wet, not unlike herself all the time.

We talked about sex a lot. Any sex. She confided in me that she had to masturbate nightly in order to sleep. Ditto for me. Nonetheless, we remained friends for a full semester…well almost. On the last night before Xmas Break, she slept over. I told her she would have to beg for it. After quite some fingering, though, my roommate interrupted us.

I fingered her until she came biting a pillow. At least she would go home happy.

Chapter 2

After talking so little over break, we both became enamored with each other. She finally came over the third night into the new semester. She eventually started begging for it. I rubbed my dick around her hole to make it more and more wet. She started making whining noises. But, when my seven inch cock started pushing its way into her, she became quiet. She moaned a little, started scratching my back. I pushed harder. Eventually we both came. After that, we had sex everyday. Between all classes, twice at night. Three times in the morning and once in the shower.

Eventually, we both started experimenting. She went to store and bought two vibrators, a new one for herself and one for me!!! I immediately got lube – Wet Platinum. During one of our S&M sessions, she learned of my affinity towards anal stimulation. At first, we traded the dom/sub roles nightly or even weekly. But, now she was taking control, even in other areas of our lives.

“Why don’t you shave your chest, Brian?”

“Because it will itch like crazy.”

“That’s okay…you can get it waxed…waxed professionally. Just a little pain and you will so hot. You know I prefer men without chest hair.”

“Alright.” So I looked up a salon/spa and she drove me out there. The spa was all pink, occupied mostly by rich looking upper class women. In the backroom, a pretty girl maybe the same age, started applying hot wax to my chest. “Stomach, too?” Lauren said yes for me, “because it will look weird otherwise.”

After my waxing, Lauren took me back to my dorm and applied cream all over my chest. Then she said it was time for our haircuts. We went to TGF, a normal chain, but Lauren insisted that I get highlights and a trendy new haircut. Afterwards, she said she had a surprise for me. An early birthday present? Cool.

She knew I liked porn. That’s what I thought it would be. But, instead she said she was paying to get my ears pierced. Both ears. Silver hoops. I knew my parents would disapprove. They hurt, but she held me and drove us home. It had been quite a day.

Then in bed that night, she tugged on them with her teeth as she licked my neck. She was starting to become hornier than I was. I told her I wasn’t in the mood, but she persisted. “I am getting the strap-on.” She jumped in bed with me and immediately started necking on me. Next thing I know, she is tugging on my boxers, which she now refers to as “panties.” She is all over me. I tried to resist when she pushed my feet above my head. I squirmed, but this only made it easier for her to push the head of the dildo into me. I yelped. “Please…no….Please” She just said, “relax sweetie. It’ll get better.”

I really did try to relax, but she kept jamming her dildo into my ass, that I couldn’t get used to it. After a while, I just submitted to her pounding. I was truly submissive.

In the morning, she woke first. She kissed me awake and offered to get me breakfast from the cafeteria. I thanked her and she slapped me on the ass.

For the next month, she often just wore the strap-on to bed – deciding that sometimes she wanted to fuck my ass in the middle of the night. After 3 more weeks of dildo sex, rather than regular sex, I asked her if she missed it. She said that fucking me really turns her on.

Chapter 3

Winter came. She persuaded me to purchase tanning club membership. I started to look really hot. Plus, weight training class was toning me up. And Lauren wanted me to run with her every evening around the soccer field. My health was improving and so was my desire for sex. But when we had sex, it was her making me cum with her strap-on and then me holding a vibrator for her to get off.

Then one night after a long Lacrosse practice, I was tired. I showered and shaved in all the right places, just as she taught me though (use really hot water and fresh Mach 3). In bed half asleep, she walks in (she also has a key to my room). Apparently studying for too long made her soaking wet because she was thinking about bed the whole time. I told her I wasn’t in the mood, but she started for drawer of our toys, most notably the double-ended one. She greased up one end and sighed deep relief as it sunk in to her pussy. But this dildo was bigger in girth and length than her strap-on. It hurt.

And she didn’t even try to loosen me up with her fingers this time. She just shoved the beast right in. I cried in pain, tears forming. But she kept pushing it in and out. Unlike the strap-on, the double-ended provided a true physical incentive for her to buck her hips and squeeze her pussy. My rectal cavity was no match for her pussy’s strength. And she knew it. She was truly assfucking me.

She repositioned me on to my tummy with a pillow under my hips so that my ass was propped up in the air … awaiting its pummeling. She took no mercy on me. Again, I just submitted to her wanton lust to fuck me silly. After what seemed like an hour of ass fucking, she stopped and again repositioned me on my back and she on hers. With our legs intertwined she pussy-stuffed the dildo back into my ass and held my legs to her sides. I was a goner. I plead with her to stop, but she wouldn’t listen.

“You’re doing so well. It’s almost over. I’m getting close.” But at that point, I came like a cannon, my cum shooting onto my stomach, chest, and on my face. She stopped at that point but said that we weren’t done. She still needed to cum.

She said that I could help her masturbate. She used a vibrator on herself as I pinched her nipples and kissed her tenderly. I was sore, and she was satisfied. Spring Break arrived.

Chapter 4

I went home, but had to take the earrings out because of my parents. When I told Lauren over the phone, she became upset. “I spent good money on those. You will have to pay to get them re-pierced when we get back.” Over the break, she flew down. Her roommate, Mary (a native Houstonian), wanted to go out. Mary is a big girl, but not in a bad way. She’s 5’10, with huge boobs, gorgeous lips, and a powerful upper body – the kind of volleyball players. She reminded me of Xena, Princess Warrior. The three of us met hung out at my parent’s house for a while drinking vodka and chugging schnapps before we went to see South Park the movie.

The whole night Lauren grabbed my ass…but she always grabbed right between the cheeks so that her two top fingers probed the outside of my hole. She did this in line for the tickets, in line for the movie, walking out of the movie, and at the car. She persuaded Mary to come “post-party” at my parent’s house since we still had some vodka left. After a few drinks, Lauren decided she wanted to play truth or dare. As the game got progressively naughtier, she pulled me aside and while probing at my ass, reminded me that I was hers.

“I don’t want you to fuck Mary. Only I get to fuck Mary.” I asked, “But then I only watch? I guess that’s cool.”

“Well,” she said, “she can fuck you with a dildo but that’s as far is it goes.”

And with one dare, Lauren was sticking her tongue down Mary’s throat and Mary was stripping Lauren’s skirt and top off. Lauren informed Mary of what was allowed. Immediately, Mary went for a dildo, the biggest one we had. She applied lube and stuck it inside my ass as I was beginning to fuck Lauren in front of her. Mary was strong. Her thrusts tore up my insides. I couldn’t take it. I lost my erection and Mary continued her dildo assault on Lauren.