Hot Stud Needed to Fuck a Beautiful College Student
	A SPAM Story by Captain Atom

I couldn't believe it, but there it was in black and white, right there
in the classifieds of the student paper: "Hot Stud Needed to Fuck a
Beautiful College Student - 555-1234. Ask for Lisa." Probably a gag, but
what the hell! So I called.

"Hello."

"Um. Yeah. May I speak to Lisa?"

"Speaking."

"I'm calling about the ad in the paper?"

"Very good. Are you free for an interview tomorrow at seven?"

Interview? Hmmm. What the hey. "Uh, yeah, sure."

"Your name?"

"Greg."

"Where do you live?" I gave Lisa my address. "Okay. Thanks for calling.
I'll see you tomorrow evening."

And that was that. Very bizarre. I still had no idea if this was some
sort of put-on or what, but I was intrigued enough to see it through.

The next day I took a shower after eating dinner and was all spruced up
when a knock came on my door promptly at 7pm. I opened the door to see a
very cute young woman who I guessed to be about 20 years old. Her
well-proportioned 5'6" body was topped with long flowing brown hair and
covered by a white blouse and thigh-length red skirt. She was carrying a
clipboard in one arm and was wearing a pair of wire-framed glasses that
made her appear sexy but businesslike.

"Hello Greg, I'm Lisa. We talked on the phone yesterday. May I come in?"

"Sure." I was liking this better every second!

Lisa sat down on my couch, her legs crossed so that her skirt was riding
up her thigh, and motioned for me to sit at the other end of the couch.
"You're probably wondering what this is about," Lisa said. I nodded
agreement. Lisa produced a photograph from her clipboard and handed it
to me. "This is my roommate Katie. She's nineteen and still a virgin.
She asked me to help her find a man for her first lay, so I'm
interviewing candidates.

The girl in the photo was quite a looker: natural silky blonde hair,
blue eyes, and a smile to melt your heart. I started to grow a wood just
thinking about the possibility of fucking her.

"First I'll need to ask you a few questions," Lisa said.

"Shoot."

Lisa began with some basic things, age, my major, where I'm from, did I
have a current girlfriend, etc., all of which she dutifully noted on the
paper on her clipboard. Then she moved into more personal questions,
like what age I was when I lost my virginity, how many partners I'd had,
what my favorite position was, how often I jacked off.

When she was finished with the questions, Lisa set the clipboard down on
the couch next to her. "Alright, enough with the Q&A, let's see the
merchandise." I raised my eyebrow and gave a her 'what do you mean by
that' look. "Stand up and drop your pants." She explained.

I stood in front of her and dropped my jeans and jocks, letting my
half-erect cock sway in the air. Lisa wrapped her hand around my girth.
"Very nice," she said as she began to pump her fist up and down my
shaft. "But do you know how to use it?"

"You bet," I replied.

Lisa sat back on the couch, hiked her skirt up to her waist, pulled off
her panties, and spread her legs wide, displaying her lightly coifed
pussy. "All right then, show me."

I could tell that the real interview was about to begin! My first
instinct was to just thrust my cock right into her cunt, but I thought
better of it. Instead, I knelt down and started to lick at her pussy,
making sure that she was nice and wet before continuing. Then I grabbed
a condom out of the drawer of the end table ("Always Be Prepared" isn't
just for Boy Scouts!) and rolled it on. Then I grabbed under Lisa's
knees and pushed them up and back, spreading her pussy lips wide. Lisa
placed my cockhead at the entrance to her pussy then I shoved my cock
into her completely with one great thrust.

I pounded away at Lisa's pussy, fast for a bit, then I slowed down for
longer strokes. "Faster! Harder!" Lisa cried and I complied until she
had a screaming orgasm. I pulled put of her and she sat up on the couch,
took the condom off my cock, and sucked me between her liquid red lips
until I came inside her mouth.

As I collapsed down on the couch, Lisa once again picked up her
clipboard and jotted a few things down. Then she retrieved and put back
on her panties and headed for the door. "That was a very good
application," Lisa told me before she left. "I'll let you know within a
week."

Six days passed before I saw Lisa again. "Well, did I make the cut?" I
asked when she came to my door.

"No, sorry," she replied. "I chose someone else for Katie's first fuck."

I was obviously disappointed. "But why...?" I protested. "Wasn't I good
enough?"

"Well, in fact you were too good," Lisa said as a wicked smile crossed
her lips. "I've decided to keep you all to myself!"

It never felt so good to lose in all my life!