Everyone says you never forget your first love.  For Robert Pryce it was 
the best time of his life.  But with a rocky marriage and a miserable sex
life, his memories of his first love haunt him on a daily basis.  What can
he do to calm the madness that is slowly building up inside of him.

Author's note about the setting of this story...

A good portion of this story is set at the campus of the University of
Wisconsin at Whitewater.  Many of the locations in the story are actual
locations that existed in the late 1980's at the campus.  One thing I did
fictionalize was the name of the fraternity.  Being a former fraternity 
member myself I realize and respect a fraternities need for secrecy of its
sacred traditions.  That is why I chose to write a fictional fraternity in
this story.


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First True Love

By Mr. Freeze


Chapter One


"It's time to get up honey," I said as I turned off the alarm clock.

My wife rolled over in bed and squeezed me tight.

"I love you Rob," she said softly.

"I love you too, Jenna," I said.

"Make love to me this morning?" she said.

"Sure," I said.

I reached down between her legs and started to play with her womanhood.
She was extremely dry.  I put my fingers in my mouth to get a little spit
on them and tried again.  I then began to kiss her but she kept pulling
away from my lips leaving me to kiss her neck.  I knew better than to play
with her breasts because they were always so tender.  I hit her clitoris
with my fingers and she nearly jumped out of the bed.

"Oww, that hurts," she exclaimed.  "Go higher."

I went a little higher and it soon became evident to both of us that she
wasn't going to get wet this morning.

"Just put on the lubricant and get on top of me," she said. 

Standard operating procedure.  Still, I was getting sex so who was I to
complain?

I put some KY lubricant on my hardness and climbed on top of her.

"Be careful," she warned.

I just nodded.  

I looked into her luscious green eyes.  It was those eyes I had fallen in
love with seven years ago when I first met her.  She averted her gaze from
me.

I put my hands on her ass and slowly entered her.

"Shit!" she screamed.  "Go slower."

I stroked her slowly and evenly, trying not to hurt her.  As I did I
leaned down and tried to kiss her.  She kissed me chastely and turned her
head.  I then kissed her graceful neck.  She moaned softly.

"That feels good, baby," she gasped.

I picked up the pace a little, encouraged by her words.

"Are you almost there?" she said.

I nodded.

"I am getting dry," she said evenly.

Finally I felt my release coming.  I stroked a few more times and pulled
out and came on her tummy.  She was on the pill but she wanted to make
extra sure she didn't get pregnant. 

"Eww, get it off!  Get it off!" she shrieked.

I reached under the bed for a towel and wiped her off.  After cleaning her
off I lay back down next to her and I took her in my arms and squeezed
her.

"That was so wonderful baby," said Jenna.

I knew it was a lie.  It was always a lie.  She didn't enjoy sex.  She
hadn't since we were married.  She let me have my sex twice a month to
make me happy though, or so she thought.

"I gotta get ready for work," said Jenna pushing me away and climbing out
of bed.  She headed right for the shower.  I flipped on the TV to watch
the news.

I always felt so melancholy after we had sex. It was supposed to be a good
experience but for me it hadn't been since I met Jenna.  I married Jenna
without having had sex with her.  I fell completely in love with all of
her other qualities that I figured the sex would fall right into place on
the wedding night. The problem was that the wedding night didn't have any
sex.  She was too tired.  On our honeymoon she was too seasick on our
cruise to even think about it.  Finally a few days after our honeymoon, I
took her virginity.  I will be honest with you, it was some of the worst
sex I ever had.

I held out though thinking that things would get better and I could teach
her. No such luck.

Every other aspect of our marriage was awesome.  She treated me like a
king and I treated her like a queen.  She honestly put up with more crap
from me than all of my past girlfriends combined and she did it with love
in her heart.  She loved me, I had no doubt of that.  I loved her too.  It
was just that I wanted more.

Jenna came out of the bathroom still naked and dripping and toweling off
her hair.  I admired her still sexy body.  She might have been in her
early thirties but she looked like she was still a teenager.  Her breasts
were the only thing that gave her age away.  Because they were so big they
had began to sag more and more as the years passed.  Still she was
beautiful.

"Hey handsome," she said.  "I am going to book those tickets for your trip
to California in March today.  I will just put them on the charge card."

"Thanks Chiquita," I said.  She was letting me go off alone for a computer
convention in March.  Most wives would never let their husbands get away
with that.  It was one of the reasons I loved her so much.

"What do you want for breakfast?" she asked.

"Usual. Eggs and bacon."

"Ok, I will have them ready when you are done," she said.

I climbed into the shower and let the water run over me.  I started to
daydream of a happier time in my life.  It was 1987 and I was a sophomore
at the University of Wisconsin-Whitewater.  That was when I found my first
true love.


I guess the best term to describe me up to that point in 1987 was a
certifiable nerd.  I didn't wear the pocket protectors or the thick-rimmed
glasses.  I just wasn't popular.  I wasn't strong.  I was poor at
athletics.  I had a bad case of acne.  Even though I didn't wear thick-
rimmed glasses, I still wore ugly glasses.

Everything changed the summer after my freshman year of college.  During
my freshman year I enlisted in the United States Army Reserve.  That
summer I was sent off to basic training to learn how to become a soldier.
I entered Fort Knox a pimply-faced scrawny nerd and left a lean muscular
man.  Soon after I ditched the glasses and got contacts.  It was a
complete transformation. 

I also gained another important skill courtesy of Uncle Sam.  I learned
self-confidence.  It was this self-confidence that allowed me to even work
up the courage to talk to my first true love that fateful October evening.

That day had started out quite odd.  A friend of mine from the last school
year had decided to pay me a visit.  His name was Brian.  Brian was a nerd
just like I was last year.  Brian found comfort, like I had last year in
the Campus Crusade for Christ.  Both of us had become born again
Christians with a group of people all to willing to be friends to us.  The
difference was that I saw through the cult-like framework of the school
club.  He didn't.  

I let Brian into my dorm room after exchanging pleasantries at the door.

"How are you doing Rob," said Brian with a concerned look on his face.

"I'm doing pretty good," I replied.  I was starting to think of ways to
get him out of my room without hurting his feelings.

"I see you have joined a fraternity," said Brian.  I realized he had seen
my pledge pin on my shirt.

"Yes, I pledged Delta Phi Sigma last month," I said evenly, knowing where
he was going with this.

"God doesn't look on those organizations with favor," he said with a
friendly smile.

"Listen Brian.  If you came here to preach..."

"No...sorry...I..."

"Brian, I got out of that stuff last year."

"Rob, I am sorry.  I didn't come here to preach.  I came here to talk to
an old friend."

"Why don't you have a seat then?" I said gesturing to my roommate's desk
chair.

Brian sat down and gave me a goofy smile.  Brian was actually a pretty
nice guy even without the cult.  He had an uncanny sense of humor that
endeared many of the Campus Crusaders to him.

"You really look different," said Brian.

"I joined the Army Reserve.  Best thing I could have done.   I also
started ROTC this semester too."

"Sounds like you have a full plate," said Brian.

"You could say that," I countered, smiling.  

"Listen, if you aren't busy tonight, we are having a small party over at
Goodhue Hall tonight.  Might be nice for you to see some of the people
again."

"Sure," I said automatically.  To this day I don't know why I agreed to
go.  I knew that they were going to preach to me.  I knew that there
wouldn't be beer there or good music.  I wondered if fate hadn't guided me
that day.

Brian and I chatted a little while longer and then he gave me the room
number in Goodhue stating that it was one of the new freshman girls that
was having the party.  He even joked that they had the RA's permission so
I wouldn't have to worry about getting in trouble at the party.  Like a
group of fundamentalist Christians could cause problems in a school
dormitory.

I spent the rest of the day wondering what the hell I was thinking when I
agreed to go to that party.  It was Thursday night and my fraternity
always had a Thursday night party.  It wasn't a mandatory party for
pledges, but I still would rather be at the house than at some Christian
party.  Something in my conscious told me not to snub my friend Brian.
Sure he was a whacked out dweeb, but then again so was I last year.

At seven o-clock I threw on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans.  I normally
wore collared shirts on campus as a rule, however, I also knew that if I
wore a collared shirt that I would also have to wear my pledge pin and I
really didn't want any trouble at the party.  I then made the short walk
over to Goodhue.  It was unseasonably warm that evening.  Indian summer
had come to Wisconsin.  The weather seemed to calm my spirits a bit before
entering Goodhue and actually put a smile on my face when I knocked on the
door where the party was being held.

A frumpy blonde girl I had never met answered the door.  

"Can I help you?" said the girl.

"Brian Thompson invited me to a party being held here.  Do I have the
right room?"

"Sure do, come on in.  My name is Trisha."

I offered my hand to her.  "Hi, I am Rob."

I walked into her room and recognized many of the people sitting around
the room.  

"Hi Rob," said Bob Arholt, another of my friends from last year.  "How
have you been?"

"Not too bad," I said.  "How about you?"

"Really good," said Bob.  "The Lord has provided well for me."

"You really look different," said Cindy Haversley, another former friend
of mine.

"I joined the Reserves.  Went through boot camp over the summer," I said.

Several people nodded and gave me their congratulations.

A girl I had never met came up to me.

"Would you like something to drink?" said the girl.

She was gorgeous.  She was short, thin, and had a firm athletic build.
Her soft, but angular face was framed with curly red hair that went down
to the middle of her back.

"Sure, I'll have a beer," I said automatically.

The girl chuckled.  "How about a soda instead?"

"Oh yeah, forgot," I mumbled.

The girl crossed the room and went into a small cooler and pulled me out
a Coke.  When she returned she smiled and gave me the soda.

"My name is Nikki," she said offering her hand. "I am Trisha's roommate.

I took her hand and shook it reveling in its softness.  "Rob...my name is
Rob."

She then leaned over to whisper in my ear.  I could smell the sweet
fragrance of roses on her.

"I can tell you aren't one of them," she whispered.  "I'm not one either."

Suddenly I felt like I could be interested in this pretty girl.

For the next hour everyone sat around in a circle chatting about different
church related things.  I was really starting to think of leaving but then
I would glance at the redhead across the circle and I would change my
mind.

"Why don't we play Pictionary," said Trisha.  Everyone else mumbled
agreement and then she went into her closet and pulled out the game.

"Everyone pick out a partner," said Trisha.  

I didn't even have to look for one.  Nikki grabbed my arm.

"I want to be your partner," she said with a wink.

"That's fine with me," I said giving her a smile.

During the entire game she flirted with me shamelessly.  She didn't care
about the audience.  After winning a game she would give me a hug.  After
a good clue she would put her arm around me.  I was enjoying the attention
but I wasn't too sure if it meant anything.

After the Pictionary game the party wound down and people began to leave.
I wanted to leave but Nikki's presence kept me there.  

Suddenly it was just Brian, Nikki, Trisha and I.  

"I guess I should be heading back," I said.

"Can I walk you back to your room?" said Nikki.  She then blushed.

"How would you get back safely if you walk me to my room?" I said.

"I guess you would have to walk me back," said Nikki, a bit flustered. She
threw on a sweatshirt and stood out in the hallway.

I said goodbye and thanked Brian and Trisha and joined Nikki in the
hallway.  Nikki took my hand into hers and led me down the hallway.

"Can we just go for a walk around the campus?" she said.

"Yeah, that's fine," I said, trying to conceal the excitement in my voice.

"How did you get invited to the party?" she asked.

"I was one of them last year," I said.  

"I don't believe it," she said.  "Those guys are mostly social misfits."

I stopped walking and turned her to face me.  "I was one of those misfits
last year.  For you to notice the change is a huge compliment.  Thank
you."

Nikki looked into my eyes and squinted a little bit as if she was
concentrating on something.  Then she smiled and we started walking again.

"So are you a freshman?" I asked next.

"Yes, I am majoring in Finance."

"Sophomore, Poly Sci."

"Wow, you are a rare breed; someone that isn't a business or education
major."

I chuckled and nodded.  "What do you say too walking down to the library
and back?"

"I would like that," she said quietly.  I looked over at her and she was
smiling.

"Where are you from?" I asked her.

"Waukesha."

"Really?  That's where I am from."

"Where did you go to high school?" asked Nikki.

"North.  You must have gone to South."

She nodded.  

We got to the road dividing the academic buildings from the dormitories
and waited for traffic to clear enough to cross.  I grabbed her hand
tightly and then crossed the street.

"Are you also in the ROTC?" asked Nikki once we crossed the road.

"Why do you ask that?"

"Well being in the Reserves and everything,  I would assume you would want
to be an officer or something like that, right?"

"Yeah, something like that," I said.

"I would love to see you in uniform sometime."

"Well you will get your wish on Tuesday if you see me, "I replied.  "That
is the day we have to wear our uniforms on campus for ROTC."

"Would you like to see me on Tuesday?" she asked with a coy grin on her
face.

"Are you asking me out on a date?" I joked.

She nodded then blushed.

"I would like to but..."

"You have a girlfriend already, don't you?"

"No, I..."

"You don't like me?"

"Will you let me finish?" I yelled.  I realized what I did and gave a
nervous chuckle.  "I was going to tell you that next week is hell week for
my fraternity so I will be otherwise engaged during the evening all week."

"How about lunch then," said Nikki giggling.

"That I would like, but do we have to wait till then?"

"Maybe tomorrow?"

"No, unfortunately I am going home this weekend for Reserves, "I said.

"Sunday night for dinner?"

"You got yourself a date, and I will pick you up," I said.  I wanted to
leave with some of my male ego intact after she had asked me out.

After making our date plans we had made it all the way down the campus
mall to the library.  We turned around and started walking back.  It
couldn't have been a more perfect night for a romantic stroll with a warm
evening, a full moon, and a lovely woman by my side.  The clock chime went
off at Carlson Hall telling the world that it was ten in the evening.

"So what frat are you pledging?" she asked.

"Delta Phi Sigma," I said.

"I heard they have really awesome parties," she gushed.

"Yeah, they aren't too bad.  Maybe you could come to the party we're
having next weekend after us pledges finally become members?"

"I'm supposed to go home that weekend, "said Nikki.  "I will see if I can
move things around though."

"It will be a lot of fun," I said enthusiastically.  

"I cannot believe I am going to be dating a frat guy," she said with a
giggle.

"Hey, it isn't a frat.  It is a fraternity.  Would you call your country a
cunt?"

The words were out of my mouth quicker than I could stop them.  My heart
stopped and I turned bright red.  That was a joke normally shared among 
the guys in the fraternity.  Nikki started to chuckle and my heart started
to beat again.

"Sorry about that," I said.

"I don't have virgin ears," she said holding her hands to her ears and
giggling.

We talked more about school and got on the subject of the professors.  She
had a few professors I had last year so we had a lot to talk about. Before
we knew it we were back at Goodhue Hall.

"I think I will let you off here," I said.  "Thank you for a wonderful
walk."

"Thank you for a wonderful evening. I was expecting the worst and you made
it the best," said Nikki.

Nikki took me into her arms and then stood on her tippy-toes and gave me a
smoldering kiss.  Before I had a chance to respond she was heading for the
door.

"Give me a call and we will set something up for Sunday," said Nikki.  She
blew me a kiss and then disappeared into her building.

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The water in my shower had run cold from all of my daydreaming.  I got out
and toweled off.

"Honey your breakfast is ready," shouted my wife from the kitchen.

"Be right out," I said.

With all the time I had spent in the shower I didn't have time to shave or
anything else.  Luckily it was Friday and at my job that was a casual day.
I threw on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and came out for breakfast.

"I'm going to be home late tonight," said Jenna putting a plate of eggs
and bacon down in front of me at the dining room table.

"Oh?"

"I have an appointment with my therapist this evening," she said.

Wonderful, I thought.  That was the same damned therapist that told her
that all of our sexual problems were my fault.  She had told Jenna that my
expectations were too high of her.  She told Jenna that my wanting to give
her oral sex was unreasonable and the fact that she wouldn't give me oral
sex was just something I would have to live with.  I was supposed to be
happy getting a passionless missionary position fuck twice a month.

"I will make dinner then," I said, masking my true feelings for the
situation.

Jenna walked back into the kitchen leaving me back to my thoughts earlier.
I was much happier when I was in college, I thought.  Then I remembered my
first date with Nikki.  God, she was wonderful. I slipped into daydreaming
again, thinking of how wonderful of an experience that had been.

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The day after the party I was getting set to leave for Reserves. I decided
to make my call to Nikki before I left.  That was when I realized to my
horror that I had forgotten to get her number.  I was pretty resourceful
and after a little detective work I managed to dig it up out of the
student directory.  I didn't know her last name but I knew her roommate's
last name.  

I looked at the phone for a few minutes trying to build the courage
necessary to dial her number.  Several thoughts went through my head at
once.  What if she really didn't like me and that was why she didn't give
me her number?  What if she changed her mind about me?  I thought there
was no way she was going to agree to see me on Sunday.

I picked up the phone and dialed her number.  She picked up on the first
ring.

"Hello?"

"Is this Nikki?"

"Yes."

"This is Rob."

"Oh my God, I thought you would never call!  I forgot to give you my
number and I was so worried I would never see you again."

She obviously wasn't as resourceful as I was.

"Are we still on for Sunday night?" I asked.

"God yes!" she said.  I could almost hear her blushing on the other side
of the phone.

"I will be back around seven.  If you want to go out with me in my uniform
we can meet right at seven.  If you want me clean and presentable I am
afraid you will have to wait until eight."

"I will wait till eight," she said solemnly.

"I was thinking of going to the Down Under."  The Down Under was a small
restaurant located in the University Center.  It was in the basement, thus
the name.

"I would love that," she said softly over the phone.

We talked for another half hour on the phone about our plans for the
weekend.  She managed to drill me on what I did in the Reserves.  I
learned that she was spending the weekend studying.  

"Well, I gotta get going," I finally said when I realized I was going to
be late getting home.  I promised my parents I would spend some time with
them when I got back.

"Rob?"

"Yes Nikki?"

"I did nothing today but think about you, "she said.

"Same here.  I thought about you all day," I said.

"You have a great weekend," said Nikki.  I thought I could hear her
crying.

"You too Nikki.  I am looking forward to Sunday."

With that I hung up the phone.  I wrote down her number on a piece of
paper and then pocketed it.  Then I headed out the door.

I got into my 1971 Buick Skylark and headed out of Whitewater and off to
home in Waukesha.  It wasn't all that long of a drive.  If I was speeding
I could make the drive in less than an hour.  

I was thinking of Nikki the entire way home.  I didn't have a lot of
experience when it came to girls.  I dated one girl casually last year
only to find out that she had a boyfriend already and that she was just
using me for companionship.  It definitely soured me of any future dating
for a while after that.  Even though I was the "new, improved me" I still
hadn't met any girls since my transformation, well until Nikki.  I was
excited for what the future held.  

When I got home my parents could see the change in my attitude 
immediately.  I wasn't home more than five minutes when my mom asked me,
"Who is she?"

I told her how we had met including all the details of what kind of party
it was.  She got a good laugh out of it.  She had a lot of problems with
my joining the Campus Crusade for Christ last year and was happy I had 
changed.

The rest of the evening my dad and I shot the shit about my upcoming 
Reserve weekend and what had been going on in ROTC.  My dad wanted to be
in the Navy ROTC program at Purdue University when he was going there but
he had high blood pressure so he was denied entry.  He lived vicariously
through my adventures because he had missed out on his dreams of military
service.

Weekend drill rarely measured up to the excitement I looked forward to
when I enlisted.  Most of the unit was made up of old noncoms who didn't
give a fuck anymore and college students like me who were there for the
educational benefits.  My unit's mission was to train draftees in the
event of war.  Our unit would be providing what was called One Station 
Unit Training (OSUT).  The draftees would go through their basic and
advanced training on tanks and then be ready for the battle field. 

Because our unit only had two tanks to train on there wasn't much to do.
All of us college students usually had plenty of time to study and the
crusty noncoms usually hung around and told war stories and drank copious
amounts of coffee.  This of course left me with plenty of time to think
about Nikki.  

I thought about how easily I could talk to her.  I had always had
difficulty talking with women.  Even when I was dating the one girl the
year before I had trouble even talking to her.  With Nikki it was all
natural.  The words just came out as easy as could be. 

I realized that I couldn't wait until Sunday night when I could see her
again.  Part of me was so excited to see her again and another part of me
kept worrying that I would somehow fuck all of this up or that Nikki would
lose interest in me.  I hadn't had a beautiful girl take interest in me
before so it was nearly impossible believing this was reality.

After two days of basically doing nothing but ruminating over the 
situation with Nikki I was raring to make the drive back to Whitewater.

It was the longest drive there I had ever had.  Each mile seemed longer
than on previous trips.   I stopped at the store to get her a couple of
roses before returning to my dorm.  I managed to make it back to my dorm
by six-thirty.  That gave me plenty of time to get out of uniform, shower,
and put on a white dress shirt and a pair of khaki pants.  I threw on some
cologne for good measure and spent another 45 minutes nervously pacing in
my room before it was time to go.

On the walk over to Goodhue Hall I felt like a convict on his last walk
to the death house.  My heart was racing, I felt a sweat building, and I
was shaking like a leaf.  When I got to her room I waited for a minute to
try and calm down before knocking on the door.  

Finally I got the courage to knock.

Nikki answered the door wearing a nice, but casual red dress.  She looked
nothing short of stunning. 

"Just a minute," she said, leaving me in the hall.

Nikki returned with a matching red sweater on.  She closed the door behind
her and then wrapped her arms around me giving me a big hug that melted
all of my nervousness away.  She then gave me a quick kiss on the lips
and released me.

"I was really looking forward to this," she said softly.

"Me too," I said offering her the roses.

"Oh that is beautiful," she said.  "I should go put these in some water.

"Don't bother.  I want you to take them with you," I said.  "You can enjoy
their beauty while I enjoy yours."

Nikki blushed and then kissed me softly on the lips.  "I already have you
to look at," she said with a smile that melted my heart.

I offered Nikki my arm and we headed off to the Down Under.  The place was
basically dead.  It was every Sunday night.  Most students hadn't made it
back to town yet and those that did were sleeping off all the alcohol for
the weekend already.  

We ordered some burgers and fries and had them take points off of our meal
cards instead of paying cash for them.  

"So how was your weekend playing Army?" asked Nikki.

"Boring.  Always is.  I thought of you the entire time."

"Well I couldn't study because I was thinking about you," she said.

I reached across the table and took her hand into mine.  

"You are so beautiful," I said. 

Nikki blushed and then kissed my hand.

"I am going to be honest with you," she said.  "I am never as forward with
guys as I was with you at the party.  There is just something about you."

"Same here," I said.  "Normally when I talk to girls I am tripping all
over my tongue.  You are so easy for me to talk to."

"I am surprised that someone as handsome as you isn't already dating
someone."

It was my turn to blush.  "I don't have a lot of experience with dating
and the experience I do have is of the crash and burn variety.  I should
say the same thing about you."

"I was dating someone before I came to school.  We broke up because he
ended up going to UCLA and I came here.   I guess you are the first one
that I have had the courage to date since."

Wonderful, I thought.  This girl is going to have a ton of emotional
baggage over that relationship that I would have to deal with.

"Listen Rob, I am not still hung up on him if you are worried about it." 

I didn't know my concern was so obvious.

Nikki slid her chair next to mine and gave me a fiery kiss.  I returned
her kiss with some tongue and she responded with a vengeance.  We didn't
break our kiss until a waiter cleared his throat and dropped off our food.
We were both red as a tomato.

Nikki moved her chair over a bit while we ate so she could look into my
eyes.  I looked into hers too and noticed for the first time how pretty
they were.  They were an aqua blue, as blue as the Caribbean shallows.

Nikki blushed for a minute and then looked away from me.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked, worried I had done something wrong.

Nikki giggled and then looked at me.  "I wanted to ask you something and
I am afraid to ask."

"Why?"

"Because you will think I am being too forward."

"Go ahead."

"Is your roommate going to be in tonight?" she asked.

I shook my head.  Was she asking what I thought she was asking?  Was I
finally going to lose my virginity?

"I thought maybe we could spend some time at your place getting to know
one another better," she said.

My cock sprung to attention.  Getting to know one another usually meant
sex, or at least that is what I had heard.

"I think that would be a wonderful idea," I stammered.

"All I ask is that we don't go all the way," said Nikki quickly.  "Not
tonight."

I should have been crushed.  My cock was crushed but I wasn't.  Something
inside of me told me it would be better to wait for now.

"That is fine," I said.  "I have a confession to make first though."

"Yes?"

"I don't have a lot of experience with women.  The most I ever have done
is kiss."

"That's ok," she said smiling at me. "I will help you fill in the blanks."

This girl is wonderful, I thought.

We finished our food and quickly departed.  I think we were both anxious
for what was to come.  When we walked outside the University Center into
the unseasonably warm October evening, we both changed our minds about
rushing.  We never communicated it by words, we both just knew.  The
evening was just romantic like our walk the Thursday before.

I took Nikki's hand into mine and we slowly walked down the campus mall to
the part of campus where the dorms were.  Not a word was exchanged between
us.  Our only communication was the occasional glance at one another and a
loving smile.

I opened the door for her when we got to Fischer Hall.  Once inside the
building our sense of urgency returned.  We flew up the stairs to the
second floor and down the hallway.  I quickly keyed in the combination for
the door and we both hurried into the room slamming the door behind us.

We kissed with a hunger that had built since we had met. Slowly our kisses
became more slow and passionate. I rubbed my hands across her back, afraid
to do anything else with them.  Nikki ran her hands up my chest and
unbuttoned a few buttons on my shirt.  I felt an electricity go through my
body like nothing I had ever felt as she slid her hands over my bare
chest, tracing my muscles with her fingertips.

Nikki broke off her kiss and looked at me.  I saw raw desire in her eyes.

"I am going to make this easy on you Rob," said Nikki.  "Anything goes as
long as you don't put your thing in me."

I nodded, too nervous to talk.

Nikki pulled her hands out of my shirt and reached down and lifted her
dress over her head and then tossed it on the floor behind her.  She was
wearing a red lace bra and matching red lace panties with dark panty hose
strapped to the panties.

"I will let you take off the rest," said Nikki with a wink.  She then
started kissing me again and unbuttoning the rest of my shirt.

I didn't know what to do.  I had never gotten this far with a woman
before.  I put my hands over Nikki's bra clad breasts and squeezed them,
which elicited a moan from Nikki into my mouth as we continued our kiss.

Nikki forced my hands away from her breasts as she worked my shirt off of
my arms.  It also broke our kiss which afforded me a quick look at her 
semi-naked body.  She was a thing of beauty.  Her skin was a smooth
alabaster with a few freckles in the cleavage between her breasts.  Her
body was firm and athletic with graceful lines in all the right places. 
Her fiery red hair was brushed back revealing a long graceful neck and
beautifully smooth shoulders.

I helped her get the shirt off and also unbuckled my belt for her because
I figured it might be tricky for her.

"Hold on a moment," said Nikki softly.  She sat down on my desk chair and
unhooked her pantyhose and rolled then down her legs one at a time.  Her
legs were so smooth and sexy.

"I forgot I had worn those," she said.  "Now where were we?"

"I was taking your bra off," I joked.

"I think that is about right," said Nikki as she leaned in for another
kiss.

I reached behind her and started fumbling with the strap to her bra.  No
matter what I did I couldn't get it to come undone.  

"Let me help you," said Nikki breaking our kiss.  She turned around so I
could see how the strap worked.  I unclasped it and then she turned around
shedding the bra in the process. 

Her breasts were the first I had ever seen in person and they were a thing
of beauty.  They were about the size of oranges and pretty much the same
shape too as they were firm with very little sag.  Each was topped off by
a quarter-sized dark pink areola and an almost red nipple.

"Can I touch them?" I asked.

"You know the ground rules," she said smiling at me.

I moved my hands over her breasts and gently squeezed them taking in their
soft and spongy feel, slowly memorizing them.

"If you play with the nipples gently that feels really good for me," she
said.

I took her nipples between my fingers and lightly squeezed them.  Nikki 
sighed audibly from the attention.  

I was in heaven.

I dropped to my knees and took one her nipples into my mouth and sucked on
it.

"Oww, not so hard," said Nikki giggling at my efforts.

I sucked lightly and she emitted a low groan for my efforts.

When I was down there I pulled down on her panties and shoved them down to
her ankles.  I moved one hand between her thighs and felt for her
womanhood as I continued giving her nipple some pleasure.  I ran my hand
over a patch of soft hair and knew I was close.  I dropped my hand lower
and found her dripping wet sex.

Nikki moaned softly as I inserted a finger into her, probing around and
exploring this new territory.  I began to smell a pungent, yet
intoxicating odor emanating from her.  I continued to explore for a little
bit until Nikki put her hands on my shoulders and made a motion for me to
stand.

I stood up and looked down into her eyes.  They were filled with desire,
wanton lust.  She then reached down and unbuttoned my pants and then
unzipped the zipper.  She hooked her thumbs inside the waistband of my
pants and she pushed them around my ankles.  My manhood was rock solid and
out in the open for her to see.  I suddenly felt a rush of embarrassment
come over me.  As quickly as the embarrassment came, however, it was gone
as she took my cock in her hand and slowly stroked it. 

Nikki got into a fit of giggles as I tried to get my pants off.  My shoes
were still on so I was trying to work off the shoes and then the pants;
all of this while her soft hand was wrapped around my cock.

Suddenly Nikki stopped giggling and she just stared at me.  "God, are you
handsome."

"And you are beautiful," I mouthed, no sound coming out.  I had gotten my
first look at the patch of hair between her legs.  It was bright red like
her hair and trimmed in a small triangle over her sex.

I ran my hands up and down the sides of her body, again slowly memorizing
every bit of her.  Nikki slowly stroked my hardness in her hand.  I then
moved a hand up to her face and softly caressed it.  Nikki stroked a 
little faster and I could feel pressure building up inside of me.  

"Nikki, I am gonna explode if you keep that up," I grunted.

"Just let it happen baby."

And it did happen.  My body shook as a wave of erotic pleasure washed over
my body and then a feeling of relief overcame me as I shot my cum all over
Nikki.  If I wasn't feeling so good after my first female induced orgasm I
would have been mortified for messing up Nikki like I had.

"You got an old towel?" said Nikki giggling.

I grunted and went off in search of a towel, my legs barely able to keep
me up.  I went into my closet and dug out a towel and then looked at Nikki
again.  She looked so beautiful with my white seed dripping down her
breasts and her tummy.  

I walked over to her and I carefully wiped my cum off of her.  I took
great pains to make sure she was all cleaned off.

"I think we should keep that towel handy," she said, giggling.

"I am sorry I made such a mess," I said sheepishly.

"Don't worry about it," said Nikki.  "You want to lay it bed for awhile?"

I nodded.

I helped Nikki into the loft and got my first good look at her ass and
then her pink flowery womanhood.  I then climbed up into the loft, already
hard because of the view.  I grabbed her into my arms and kissed her
passionately.  

Nikki wrapped her arms around me and used one hand to stroke my hair while
the other hand wandered over my back.

"Is your roommate coming back at all tonight?" asked Nikki.

I chuckled.  "My roommate is never here unless his parents come up.  That
is why he has some stuff here.  He lives with his fiancé over in Weller."

"Would you mind if I spent the night?" asked Nikki with a demure grin.

"I would love it," I said with a widening grin.  "Does this still mean I
have to behave myself?"

"Yes," said Nikki.  "For tonight at least.  Past that is negotiable."

Nikki and I played for hours.  She taught me the finer points of her
anatomy and then she used her hands to get me off another couple of times.  

Afterwards we fell asleep blissfully in one another's arms.


-- end chapter one --

-- to be continued --