Don't read if you're not 18. Don't read if you're town, state, parish, village, etc. has laws against it. And all the other disclaimer stuff.
This is a true story about what actually happened my 'first' night of college. I hope you enjoy reading about it as much as I did living it.
After dinner we were all to meet in the library at seven for a "Freshman Year Simulation." Over two hundred new freshmen sprawled all over the floor of Western's library. Most chatting, some laughing and above all everyone wondering what the "simulation" would entail.
Finally a voice came over the speaker welcoming us all to SummerStart and our simulation. After the regular introductions, she wanted us to all stand up and find four people with the same color shirt on as we were wearing. I knew immediately that was not going to be easy. Looking down, orange. Of all the days to wear this shirt. Good luck. After a short time I went up to one of the coordinators and asked if this was some sort of plot to segregate me from the rest of the class.
She laughed and said, " I guess we found a glitch in our program to get everyone to mingle."
I smiled and laughed with her. Looking at everyone throughout the room searching for "similar people", I was happily standing alone, and smiling.
We were then asked to find people with the same last digit of our phone number, color of underwear, and style of shoes. Then she instructed us to find everyone in the room that had the same month of birth. Raising nine fingers in the air, I scanned the room looking for the same. After our groups were formed, we made a long chain that snaked around the library. Starting with January and working on, we all yelled out our birthday. I yelled out "thirty, " and listened to the people after me speak their number.
Then I hear her voice as I saw her say, "twenty-three." I hear it in her voice. Lesbian. I was almost positive. I thought to myself I might go talk to her later, but I left it at that.
Instructions spewed form the speaker. Find a group of people that had the same favorite class in high school. Walking around sputtering, "English, English." I turned around and nearly ran into her. "English?"
"English," she responded smiling, her eyes shimmering.
The English group found each other quickly, and sat down. All women. Big suprise. Sitting next to her I scanned the circle. A lot of smiles and excitement. Our leader asked us to introduce ourselves and say where we were going to be living. After two other voices said their tales, I heard, "Erin, I'm in Fairhaven."
I looked at her and smiled. Turning to the group I said, "Jamie, and I'm in Fairhaven too."
The introductions continued and the circle "met" each other. We were then instructed as to what the "simulation" was going to be. Not too complicated. Go around to different booths look up different information to complete different levels, and in the process meet a lot of new people. I could handle that.
Our year was divided into three fifteen minute quarters, with 5 minute breaks in between. We were sent out to explore our first quarter. Not too bad, if only school could be that fun. After fifteen minutes, we were called back to our groups to reassess our goals for the simulation. I was filling out my card as I looked at Erin's legs and saw sparse leg hair. "Wow, If I had leg hair like that I would never shave," I said looking into her green eyes.
Blushing she explained that all the lifeguards at the camp she was working at made a pact not to shave for the summer.
"Cool, you're a lifeguard. That's awesome. So am I."
"That explains the tan," she said as I lightly touched her legs to feel what started our conversation.
"It's so cool. Even though I'm a blond, I have this fear of upsetting the social norms in my small town."
With a smile she said so much. Total understanding. Our smiles were interrupted by a voice sending us off to our next quarter. Busying myself to finish my "tasks," I over heard a woman's voice asking us to come forward and explain to her why we didn't have an essay to turn in. I was there in front of her, so I turned around and made up some bullshit story about how my hard drive crashed and the computer ate my floppy disk. She liked it and gave me a ROCKET cup for my effort. Second quarter ended and I asked Erin how her work was coming, She said almost done, and asked the same of me. I responded with a similar answer and a smile.
Our leader checked on everyone's progress. The consensus was that we were all doing pretty well. Then once again we were sent off to work.
I finished all I needed to and went and sat back down where our group had been sitting. Erin came over and asked me if I was done. I nodded and smiled. She said, "Me too." High-fives were swapped and we resumed talking.
"Times up,' was announced. Erin and I just smiled at each other. We were told to enjoy our freshman year, study hard and meet everyone over at Bigfoot's Bistro for TCBY. At that we were sent off. My friend, John came over and met Erin and we stared walking to the party.
We followed the pack to the party. John and Erin talked about being Eagle Scouts and Girl Scouts with a Gold Award respectively. I was impressed with her accomplishments. It takes a lot of work to stick with scouts, and numerous hours of work to earn a Gold Award.
At the Bistro I ordered a dish of yogurt. Taking a taste I offered Erin a bite. She licked my spoon as I stood there grinning. I asked if she and John wanted to go sit outside and be to ourselves, since it was stuffy inside. We walked out and sat on the steps breathing in the clear air. I took out my wallet to show Erin and John my new phone card, since I called my parents and told them how everything was going. (Which just happened to be a gay and lesbian census card. My not so sly way of trying to out myself.) Later Erin told me she didn't think I had it because I was gay, but because I was an 'understanding' friend.
Erin said we better go in since her mom would be coming soon. Thus we all migrated back inside. Erin and I sat down against the entrance wall, and John went and got himself a glass of Rootbeer. When he came back I discovered that Erin loved rootbeer too. She and I went over to get some with John in tow. I ordered two rootbeers, but unfortunately the woman ran out of rootbeer after filling the first glass. I gave Erin the rootbeer and I had a Pepsi. She said I could have some of her rootbeer, if I wanted it. We went and sat back down against the wall, Erin nearly in my lap, not that I was complaining. My knee touching hers, my mind thinking, is she? Her mom came in and introductions were made. The four of us decided that we would walk down to Fairhaven, so Erin and her mom could see where Erin and I would be staying in a month and a half. We all talked and swapped stories. The three of us who were students kept uttering phrases like, "College is going to be so cool," and "I love this place." We arrived at Fairhaven and I could see it in her face. She loved it as much as I did. We walked in between the trees, by the pond, visited the playground, and saw our stacks.
"I love this, oh wow. This place is so cool," Erin said.
"I know," was all I could say climbing onto the wall by the pond. Erin followed me up. We walked and continued our giddy conversation about school and how excited we were. We started to walk back to where we were staying for the weekend. Erin and I right next to each other, fingers brushing against the others. Not knowing if it was accidental or on purpose.
We arrived at Higginson Hall. Erin's mom proceeded to go to bed and Erin needed to make a phone call. John and I volunteered to go with. We found a phone booth for her to use. She made her call while John and I sat. After a while I asked John if he was tired, he got the hint, so he went back and went to bed. I waited for Erin. I didn't want her to have to walk alone at night on a college campus. By the time her conversation was over I was standing next to her. We started walking back, and she started telling me about her friends from camp. She mentioned a comment that one of the girls she had talked to said something about trying it one way one month and the other the next. (Meaning her sexuality.) Just do it. I laughed, I said I hope she tried it for longer than a month. She laughed. Looking at her watch, I saw it was 9:13. Still early.
We kept talking and she said, "you brought that blanket. You still want to sit down for a while?"
I said, "Yeah, " walking up the embankment. I laid down the blanket and we had a seat and our conversation continued. She continued telling me about camp, as well as her friends there. Also the plans they had to go to Alaska next summer. We talked about school. About our senior year. What made us interested in the environment. I told her about some of my ex's. After a while of talking, she said, "My girlfriend." I was surprised but not surprised at the same time. She told me about a girl that she met at camp. She explained that their whole relationship had occurred via email, letters, phone calls and computer chat. She told me that they never kissed. I thought that must be really hard, aching to hold someone. She kept telling me about their relationship. And that right now she doesn't know what to think. "A few months ago," she said. This girl had apparently slept with another woman. Thus breaking a lot of "promises" she had made to Erin. Everything she had told Erin about waiting for her, how special it is to make love to someone, was thrown away. Erin told me more and more. I lay wrapped up in half the blanket feeling so sorry for Erin. Identifying with her more than I could explain. I sat up and put my arm around her waist and gave her a half hug. "I know how you feel," I said taking my arm away. I said a few more words hoping to ease the hurt. Erin continued, telling me she didn't know what she was going to do. I told her, "Do what you need to do to make yourself happy. It's hard to do, but that's the most important part in the long run. You are." I looked into her eyes and saw the moisture the other girl had "put there." I was lost for words other than, "It will be okay in the end." After a few moments of silence, I said, "In a month and a half we get to spend our time here." Erin smiled, breaking away from what she was thinking. "I can't wait," I said. "I can't wait either," She replied. We resumed our conversation. Sharing, swapping stories, relishing in memories. We laughed and joked. Having fun our "first night of college." We got along so well. Two women becoming friends. Our personalities so alike, we both said what we were thinking, no holding back. I shifted pulling the blanket over my toes and realized that water was soaking through. I asked if she wanted to move someplace dryer, and hopefully warmer. We got up and walked over to the sculpture that was in the lawn. We sat in the middle of three corridors. It was a little too windy and after a while we moved to the first corridor, which happened to be a little less windy, and warmer. Erin and I sat close, keeping warm and talking. I told her about the Lesbian, Gay and Bisexual office, and promised to take her there. We talked about what we were planning to do with the time between then and when school started. I was going to go back to the pool and teach swim lessons and guard, and she would go back and continue her tour as a camp counselor.
I started to feel the hours on my shoulders. Looking at her watch, 2 a.m. I asked her if it was okay to lay down and put my head on her thigh. She said it was cool. I lay down and put may cheek against her leg, wrapped up in blanket we shared. Taking my hair clip out, my shoulder length hair fell on her hand. She touched it and said it was so soft and she started playing with my hair. I said that I loved my hair played with, and I love it when.... She started massaging my head playing with my hair. We talked while she played with my hair. I asked what time it was. "2:20," she said.
I put my head back down against her leg and she silently stroked my head. Daring now and again to reach past my hairline and touch my face. My body relaxed more and more with each touch. All the stress drifted away with her touches. She stroked my hair and head for what seemed like forever to me, removing all worry from my mind. I looked up at her and a thought came to mind. I thought, 'Wow, I really like this girl.' It was a bit of a revelation to me. I knew before that I was attracted to her. But everything that went on between us had been, at least in my mind, two women becoming friends.
I started moving my cheek against her thigh. Moving from side to side. Eventually running my lips against her abdomen. Then up to her breasts. Feeling her swollen nipples, through her clothes, against my cheek. Then feeling them between my lips. Slowly sitting up I nuzzled her neck, kissing her shoulder.
Our lips touched. Kissing, her tongue slid into my mouth and back out. I put my hand behind her head, pulling her close to me. Kissing, holding each other. I moaned as she kissed my neck. Her lips against mine, biting my lower lip. Fingers against my back, scratching my skin. Fumbling, trying to undo my bra.
"Wait, here let me do it," I said putting one hand behind my back and undoing it.
"Wow."
"It's a talent. I don't know why I can undo bras so well. I guess it's a gift."
"You'll have to teach me," Erin said pulling my body against hers.
"I will," I said kissing her ear.
I slid my fingers up her back and unhooked her bra as she smiled in disbelief. I winked and slid one of my hands under her bra. Cupping her breast in my hand, as she was doing to mine. I felt her swollen nipples and moaned.
Just at that moment a group of five people walked along the path about 30 feet from us. We all wrapped up in a blanket, looked at them. Erin whispered in my ear, "If they only knew." Looking into her eyes, I grinned and pulled her close.
I started to kiss along her arm, taking her hand in my free one. I kissed the tips of her fingers. I nibbled on the end of her middle finger and slowly put it into my mouth. Tasting her skin. I sucked on her finger as she put her index finger into my mouth as well. Sucking and sliding my tongue along her fingers, she whispered to me. Pulling her fingers out of my mouth, she pulled my ear to her lips and said, "I want to feel your teeth against my breasts."
I let out a loud moan. Pulling her shirt up, I lowered my head and kissed around her nipple. Licking her areola, I pulled back and blew softly. My mouth on her nipple I sucked. One hand on her lower back, the other on her other breast. I kissed and sucked. Switching breasts, I took her nipple between my teeth and bit softly. Nibbling on her breast as one of her hands played with mine. The other, running through my hair and along my back.
We kept switching between kissing and sucking for what seemed like an unending time. Relishing in each other.
Erin started her fingers along the inside of my thigh. Her fingers nearly on my crotch, I stopped her. Taking her hand in mine, I said, "Not yet, not now. I want to wait for that. I want to wait till it will be perfect."
She looked at me and smiled, while saying, "I understand." I kissed her again. Full of want. Full of lust. Full of the power of honesty. Kissing her, holding her, nibbling on her. Moaning in ecstasy just because I was with her. I could stay with her forever.
Kissing my ear, Erin whispered, "I'm throbbing."
My back arched and a long moan form deep inside my chest escaped. "Oh god," I said, kissing her again. My will to wait was dissolved.
I ran my hand along her inner thigh, teasing her slightly. My hand found her crotch. I could feel her warmth through clothes. My fingers, touching her. Rubbing her, I felt her hand slide on top of mine. More pressure against her. My fingers feeling all they could through her shorts.
Putting my hands behind her back, I laid her down. Climbing on top of her, I kissed her again. I pressed my thigh between her legs. I could feel her warmth through my jeans. Putting more pressure against her with my thigh, I could feel her arms wrap around me. I held my sex off of her, focusing all of my attention on her: The way she kissed. How my quad flexing made her moan. I couldn't feel anything except her arms, lips, body and the energy that burned between us.
My heart raced when I felt her begin to shake underneath me. I was almost shocked to feel that. My last girlfriend rarely came from this. I was used to the fact that it took more than just my thigh to make a woman cum.
Erin gently holding my arms, shuddering, I couldn't stop. I kept pushing, rocking and flexing against her. Her breaths came in gasps. Soft moans escaped her lips. I felt her arch, then shake for the last time. My body quivering above her. Overwhelmed. I was completely fulfilled and moaning.
I lowered my whole body onto hers. I could feel her heart beating in her chest. She pulled my ear to her lips, but before she could say anything, I whispered, "Thank you."
Erin whispered back, "That was amazing."
I pulled myself away form her ear, just far enough to look into her eyes. I saw the sparkle. I lowered myself and kissed her. I moaned and laid down next to her, half laying on her. I nuzzled and kissed her neck.
We laid together for awhile, sharing in each other. Enjoying afterglow. I kissed her ear, nibbling on her lobe. I accidentally bit her lower stud off, pulling the earring out of her ear. I said, "Oh crap." Finding the back I gave it to her. We laughed and she kissed me.
"It's 4:30," she said putting her hand on my cheek. Groaning, we eventually got up. Arms wrapped around each other, we walked back to the dorm we were staying in for the night. Walking up the stairs, I didn't want to say goodbye once we reached the 3rd floor. Pulling our bodies against one another, I could tell she felt the same. We kissed a goodnight kiss. That kiss floated me back to my room, and into bed, not loosing thought of Erin.
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