FAMILY

Chapter 3 - College Blues

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Our sexual activity slowed down as we entered high school.  Mom had the ‘sex’ talk with Julie and cautioned about experimenting and getting pregnant.  From that point we mostly engaged in oral sex.  Intercourse was reserved until we were sure it was safe or if I used a condom.  Extra school related activities kept all three of us quite busy thus reducing our opportunities to fool around. 

After Susan and I graduated we decided we’d go to the same college.  That way we would be together.  The school we chose was only 1 hour away from home so we were able to get back when our schedules allowed.  Those visits made Julie happy.  She missed us both and told us so at every opportunity.  Once we arrived at college Susan was able to arrange to get birth control pills.  That dramatically improved our love life.  We were again able to have intercourse on a regular basis. 

One day in our junior year Susan said she needed to have a talk with me.  I had no idea what was up and was worried a problem had developed between us.  When she was sure I was alone, Susan came to my room to have her talk. 

She said, “Jim, we have said that we would always love each other and I still do.  But I have this nagging feeling that I need to be sure that you are the one.  The only one!  I want us to take a break from each other.  I want you to date other girls and I’ll date other guys.  We have only ever been with each other.  How do we really know?  I don’t want to get married and one day and find my eye wandering.  I want to be sure it is you forever.”

She sat there with a worried look on her face waiting for my reaction.  After a few minutes of silence I answered her, “I think your suggestion is a good idea,” even though I didn’t believe it.  “I don’t want to have any regrets either.  I believe that you’re the only one for me.  I don’t think that will change, but I guess we should make sure.  When do we start?  Do you have someone specific in mind?”

“There is one guy that has been asking me out,” Susan replied, “and I keep putting him off.  I guess I’ll go out with him.  Other than him, there is no one.  How about you?”

Oh, I looked, especially at the girls with big tits and no bra, but no one had caught my interest.  “No one comes to mind.  I’ll look around.  I’m sure someone will catch my eye.  So, when do we start, Susan?”

“I guess we start now.  But I think we need to set a time limit.  Let’s say six months.  We should know by then.”

I agreed and Susan got up, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and left. 

I sat there and didn’t know what to think.  I’d never considered anyone other than Susan.  The only other girl in my life was Julie.  I knew I’d never be able to spend the rest of my life with her, heck she was sister even if we did fuck and suck at every opportunity.  In my mind that spot was reserved for Susan.  This would be a long six months.  I guessed we’d have our answer at the end of the school year. 

The six months passed slowly, with only my hand for comfort. We’d see each other on campus, and exchange pleasantries, but not much each.  By the end of the school year, I was convinced that I had lost her forever, a prospect that was hard to bear.  I had been so miserable that semester that I applied to transfer to other colleges. 

At the end of our agreed upon abstinence, Susan found me studying for finals in the Library.  “Hi,” she said tentatively, adding haltingly, “I think we need to talk.”

I just knew that this was it… the final goodbye.  The Library was no place to have a serious conversation, especially a “see-you-later” brush off, so we went outside and found a bench under a spreading oak tree.  Steeling myself for bad news, I asked her what she had learned.  She told me that she had dated a couple of boys but nothing serious developed.  She admitted she kind of like one boy until they kissed.  She said she knew immediately that he wasn’t for her.  She also told me that she did not have sex at all during the six months and was horny as hell. 

“Fuck, I’m horny as hell too, Susan.  I dated a few girls, but no one even came close to you.  I know one thing for sure, you’re the one for me.” Right then I decided to go for broke. “Let’s stop all the BS and get married.” Not exactly an eloquent proposal, but it expressed my sentiments perfectly.

She got this huge smile on her face and said that would be perfect because now she knew that we were meant for each other. 

I can’t begin to tell you the thrill I felt.  We hurried off to my room and once inside, I dropped to my knees in front of her and as I hugged her to me I buried my face in her middle.  I was so happy and wanted to shower her with all my love.  I slowly unbuttoned her blouse and planted kisses on her tummy.  I then reached around and unclasped her bra exposing those two perfectly beautiful breasts.  My mouth found her nipples as I kissed and sucked first one then the other.

Susan was holding my head in both hands and guiding me from one spot to another.  She was making purring sounds of delight.  I lowered my hands and unbuttoned her shorts sliding my hands inside and around back to hold a bun in each hand.  She felt so good and right to me.  I lowered my head to her crotch and inhaled her scent.  My head was swimming as I realized just how much I had missed her smell.  I showered kisses on her mons as she reached down to try and remove my tee shirt. 

It was quite evident that we were about to try and make up for the six months we were away from each other.  Once we were naked, we both sensed the urgent need for a quick release.  I was fully hard and Susan was sopping wet.  She spread here legs and with outstretched arms beckoned me to come to her.  I wasted no time taking my position between her legs and aiming my dick to here waiting pussy. 

"Take me now,” she moaned urgently. “I need this so bad."

With one urgent thrust I was fully buried in her familiar warm vagina.  We both knew that we were perfect for each other.  Without delay I started pumping long strokes in and out.  It wasn't long before we were both grunting.  As our passion rose Susan was matching my thrusts with her own.  She dug her nails into my back and gripped me with her heals.  At this pace it wouldn't be long before I shot my load deep into her.  I reached one hand down and started to stroke her clit.  Moments later we both went over the edge in a huge eruption of orgasmic bliss.  I pumped jet after jet of my cum deep into my beloved Susan. We both gave one final grunt as our orgasms peaked and we started to enjoy the afterglow of our lovemaking.

I whispered, "I love you so much.  We need to do this again nice and slow so we can savor every moment."  We just relaxed in our embrace enjoying the secure feeling of being in each other's arms.

Finally Susan whispered, "Let’s order a pizza and eat in.  That way we can make love all that night."

That is exactly what we did.  Our lovemaking that night was perfect, as it was heightened by the six-month abstinence.  The only flaw was when my roommate walked in on us.  “Sorry, Dude,” he muttered and left.  Susan and I didn’t miss a beat.

The next morning we called our parents to announce that we were engaged.  Both our parents said the same thing; they weren’t surprised.  Julie’s comment was, "It’s about time!"

THE END of Chapter 3