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Susie Starts (MF, FF, college)
Monica & Brad 1996
1. Saturday Night
Susan woke with a start. What was that noise? Where was
she? Almost as quickly as the questions formed, the answers
came. The noise was a quiet thumping sound coming from her
neighbour's room, and she was in her new college room.
She'd only arrived yesterday for her first term, and she
had yet to make any friends. Actually, although she would
hate for anyone else to know, she had cried a little with
homesickness when her parents and younger brother had driven
off, after having unloaded all her things and helped her get
established in her room. The sense of loneliness after they
had gone was impossible to shake off, and she'd decided that
she couldn't face trying to make friends last night so she'd
retired to bed earlier than she had in years, and she'd
quickly fallen asleep.
Susan was disorientated, she couldn't begin to guess what
time it was, however it felt like the middle of the night; it
seemed far too late for such noise to be acceptable. She
leaned out of bed to peer at her alarm clock across the room.
Actually, it was only 11:30PM; not so late after all;
especially for College!
Susan lay back on the pillow and listened to the noise,
trying to puzzle out what could be causing it. It was a
slightly a-rhythmic banging, and she blushed when it occurred
to her that it might be the sound of a headboard of a bed
hitting a wall as her neighbour made love. She
immediately scolded herself for having such a thought. She'd
seen her neighbour briefly as she was moving in; she was a
small brunette, and quite attractive; and seemed to have a
lively, outgoing personality. She'd bounced up and introduced
herself as "Nicole", and had bounced off saying that she had
more moving in to do. She seemed a nice, ordinary, girl.
Surely she wouldn't be ...
Susan's initial guess was soon confirmed however, by the
moan that came from Nicole's room. It was unquestionably a
moan of sexual excitement; even Susan's limited experience
with sexual matters enabled her to realise this. Actually, to
be fair, the banging and the moans were not that loud. Susan
found herself straining to hear Nicole's sounds. They were
short little gasps of excitement; intermixed with groans that
coincided with the banging from the bed.
Susan had never knowingly been this close to a couple
making love before, and she was finding it intensely
stimulating. She found she was imagining herself in Nicole's
place, and that she was imagining the passionate bout in full
technicolour. She could just see Nicole lying on her back
amongst tangled sheets, her brunette hair all tousled; her
legs parted and clasped around the back of a male, a hairy
male, pumping between her legs.
Susan found her hands snaking over her body on a path they
knew so well; a path that led to pleasure. Almost without
thinking one hand had risen to clasp one of her breasts, the
other was running up between her thighs, her night-dress had
ridden up while she was asleep, enabling easy access to that
magic spot. "Unnn", Susan groaned as a fingertip brushed her
clitoris. It was throbbing madly at the thought of what was
taking place next door, and that initial touch just doubled
the frequency of the throbbing.
The groans from next door had risen in volume; and the
banging was becoming more regular. Susan found that she was
gently squeezing the nipple of her right breast in time with
this rhythm. It had become engorged with blood, and was
pushing up proudly against her night-dress. Her clitoris was
engaged in one long throb now. A finger of her other hand was
probing below her clitoris, amongst the folds of her labia.
They were wet now; oiled with the juice that was oozing out
of her vagina. She normally avoided touching herself here
because it was so messy; and she could satisfy herself fully
be just rocking her fingers on her clitoris. However, tonight
Susan wanted to try and emulate the feeling that Nicole must
be experiencing; the feeling of a hard, erect, penis, sliding
in and out; in and out; in and out ..... "Ahh" moaned Susan,
unable to be quiet as she felt her finger slide into her. It
was very hot, and very tight, and she felt full to capacity.
Sometimes her virgin imagination boggled at the thought of
fitting anything bigger into her, let alone thinking of a
baby coming out! And, if others were to be believed, an erect
penis was much bigger than a finger.
The moans and thumps from next door were obviously rising
to some kind of crescendo as Susan pumped her finger in and
out of her vagina with the same rhythm; her thumb catching
her clitoris on each down stroke. Susan found herself moaning
quietly with the wonderful sensations. Susan could feel her
climax building, building, building, and BUILDING! Suddenly
everything exploded, she whimpered loudly, and felt a wave of
pleasure, or was it pain?, sweep over her, to be followed
immediately by a feeling of tiredness; satisfaction; and
completeness.
She suddenly realised that it was completely silent next
door; and she immediately worried that her neighbours had
finished in time to hear her groans. With that came a wave of
guilt. She shouldn't have masturbated. It wasn't a rational
feeling; intellectually Susan could see no problem with it as
it harmed no-one, not even herself. Nevertheless she felt
somehow unhappy that she had caved in to the demands of her
body again. With melancholy thoughts of guilt and loneliness
Susan turned over, and drifted off into sleep.
--
Susie Starts Pt2
2. Sunday
The next day was a Sunday, and Susan spent the morning
tidying up her room and getting it all sorted. She didn't
have any lectures to attend until Tuesday, although there was
some kind of induction lecture on Monday morning. At lunch
time Susan was preparing a meal for herself in the community
kitchen, a kitchen which served twelve rooms, when she saw
Nicole's door open, and Nicole come out dressed in a short
dressing gown. She'd obviously just got up. Susan blushed
just thinking about what she'd heard last night.
Nicole ambled into the kitchen, and said, "Hi, your Susan
aren't you, I'm Nicole. We met yesterday". Susan nodded, and
said "Yes". At that moment another figure appeared at
Nicole's doorway. It was a man; well, a boy really, but
dressed with only in a towel wrapped around his waist he
certainly presented a very masculine image to Susan. Susan
found herself blushing again, and hoped Nicole wouldn't
notice. He came into the kitchen, stood behind Nicole,
wrapping her in his arms, and kissing the back of her neck.
Susan wasn't sure where to look, but Nicole seemed
unperturped. She introduced him as "John", and described him
as her "boyfriend". John nodded and smiled at Susan, and
said, "Excuse me ladies, I'm just off for a shower". With
that he left them, and went down the corridor to the
community shower. Both girls found themselves watching him.
Nicole turned to Susan, and stated "He got a great body
hasn't he?". Susan mumbled some indistinct reply.
Nicole continued by saying, "Sorry if we were too loud last
night". Susan was mortified that Nicole was bringing the
subject up. However, she managed to mumble something about
"No, it was quite alright". Nicole however continued, "You
see it will be the last time we will be able to do it for
some time, as John has to return home. However, he hopes to
be able to come up for a number of weekends throughout the
term." Susan was amazed at Nicole's easy manner in talking
about Sex, in talking about "doing it".
"Um, I guessed that was what you were doing." Susan said,
with forthright honesty before she had time to censor
herself. Nicole smiled at her and said, "Yes we guessed we'd
got you going when we heard your cries immediately after ours
- no don't blush; it is nothing to be ashamed of" continued
Nicole seeing Susan's chagrin at having been "caught".
Susan busied herself in her lunch preparations as she
didn't know what to say next. Nicole came up behind her, and
placed a hand on her shoulder. "Everybody does it you know,
there is nothing to be ashamed about. I do it myself
regularly". Susan turned to her and said, "You do?, but
aren't you ashamed of that?" "No of course not!", laughed
Nicole, "It's natural. What could be wrong with doing it?"
This was the very question that Susan often asked herself,
and she knew she had no answer. Yet, it had always been
something which was done in private; and never talked about;
so it must be wrong, mustn't it?
Hearing Nicole boldly echo the very question that she often
asked herself was like a gust of fresh air in a musty room to
Susan. She felt a weight of guilt start to slip from her, and
she smiled, and turned and gave Nicole a quick hug. "Thank
you, I know that, but sometimes I don't feel it".
John returned then, with wet hair, and a soapy smell.
"What's for breakfast then?", he asked. Susan said, "I seem
to have made more than enough lunch, would you both like to
join me?" "Sure", John and Nicole replied together. "I'll
just go and shower" continued Nicole, "And I'll go and get
dressed", appended John.
John and Nicole joined Susan in her room a bit later. As
they ate their food they got to know one another: what course
they were doing; where they were from; what exam results they
had got. Questions and answers which would quickly become
very tired over the next few days, but which were still fresh
at this time.
Shortly after lunch John said his goodbyes, as he had a
long journey back home. Susan and Nicole saw John to the car
park, where he got on his motor-bike, and roared off with a
wave. "Do you want to come back to my room and help me
unpack?" Nicole asked Susan when John had gone. "Sure", Susan
replied, glad to have made a friend so quickly.
They chattered about all sorts of things as they worked to
get Nicole sorted out. Eventually the conversation turned to
sex; and Susan admitted that she was still a virgin; and that
she'd never really had a boyfriend. The one boy who had taken
her out had tried to grab her breasts (or "tits" as he'd
called them), just before they'd got home, but Susan had
pushed him away, and had quickly escaped home.
Susan learned that Nicole had had lots of boyfriends,
although John was the first one that she'd gone all the way
with. That was over six months ago; and that they had been
doing it as often as they could ever since. Susan also learnt
that Nicole's parents had brought her up in the car
yesterday; and they didn't know that John was coming up on
his motor-bike. In fact, they didn't know their daughter was
sexually active, nevertheless they did know that they weren't
that keen on John. This explained how Nicole had so much
stuff with her; it couldn't all have come on the back of a
motor-cycle!
***** +++++ *****
"John was very attracted to you, you know Suzi", Nicole
said as they were sitting in her room with a coffee, after
they had tidied it. Susan looked at her startled, she tried
to read Nicole's face, but she didn't know her well enough
yet to interpret the look she found there. "No I didn't. How
do you know?", asked Susan carefully; uncertain as to her
friend's feeling on the subject; yet slightly flattered at
the same time.
"He told me, before we joined you for lunch. He said that
knowing that you'd got hot from hearing him fuck me, and
seeing you blush so prettily when he came out and joined us
in the kitchen, had started to give him a 'hard on'. He had
to rush off for a shower before you noticed."
Susan could feel herself blushing again at hearing these
revelations. Also she could feel a sexual tingling beginning
between her thighs. She rubbed her thighs together
surreptitiously, as she changed position on her seat. "And
how do you feel about that?", she probed, trying to evaluate
Nicole's attitude.
"Oh, I can see why he finds you attractive. Your hair is so
beautiful, I wish I was a blond; your breasts are pert and
full; you've got wonderfully long legs; and when you blush
you are really devastating." Nicole asserted all this while
undressing Susan with her eyes.
Susan dropped her eyes; unable to handle all these
compliments at once. She knew however that she was excited;
her clitoris was throbbing slightly and she could feel
wetness seeping into her panties. "But don't you mind that
John finds me attractive?", she exclaimed, trying to
understand her friend.
Nicole laughed. "No of course not. We have a very open
relationship. We always talk about other people that we'd
like to make love to." Susan was both shocked and interested
at the same time. Shocked a the revelation that John's
"attraction" was actually sexual desire; shocked that Nicole
and John talked so openly; and interested in how such a
relationship worked.
"You mean, you actually don't mind him lusting after other
girls? And you let him make love to them?" asked Susan with
amazement. Nicole was pleased with the way that her words
were being received by Susan. She was obviously agitated;
sexually excited as well if the way that she was squeezing
her thighs together was anything to go by.
"I couldn't stop him lusting, so instead we talk about it.
I get to see who attracts him, and this sharing adds spice to
our love life. But no, so far we have remained faithful to
each other. But I suspect that this won't survive us studying
at different colleges. But I'm keen to hear about all his
exploits", explained Nicole. If the truth be told, this
conversation was starting to get her excited as well.
Nicole's next question shocked Susan to the core. Nicole
turned to her, and said, "Suzi, would you like John to make
love to you when he comes down next?"
Susan could feel her face burning; she could feel her
clitoris throbbing; she could see Nicole waiting for an
answer, but her brain seemed to have stopped working. She
couldn't assimilate what was being suggested. A picture of
John with just a towel on formed before her eyes; his
masculine chest bare. As she 'watched' an erection caused the
towel to tent; and then the towel fell leaving John naked to
her gaze. "Unn" was all that Susan managed to croak. She
cleared her throat and tried again. "I, er, I, ...", again
Susan trailed off in confusion.
"John would love to make love to you. He's very good you
know, and can be very gentle. And his prick is, well,
heavenly", continued Nicole, leaning forward in the eagerness
of her sales talk. Susan mind filled with fresh images; she
imagined herself on her back; with her virgin thighs open;
with John between them; with his 'heavenly' prick entering
her with skilled gentleness. Without her awareness Susan's
legs had drifted apart; and from her seat across the room,
Nicole could see that Susan's love juices were beginning to
form a dark patch on the crotch of her jeans.
"You like the idea don't you", probed Nicole. "Yes",
croaked Susan, feeling impelled to be honest. "John will love
the idea too", Nicole continued. "What is it like?", asked
Susan, her arousal causing her to ask one of the questions
that was foremost on her mind.
Nicole started to tell her; she spoke about an initial pain
if you're still a virgin; she talked about the unspeakable
thrill as the penis enters you; and starts to slide in and
out. She spoke of the joy of feeling full and distended. As
she was speaking Nicole closed her eyes and remembered, and
her thighs parted and a hand started to caress herself
through her jeans. Susan saw what her friend was doing, but
rather than being shocked, her own arousal and the words that
Nicole was saying meant that she was only too eager to join
her in masturbating. Susan's hands rubbed herself through her
jeans, she was unable to stop a low moan escaping her lips.
At the sound of Susan's moan, Nicole moaned as well. She
stopped talking, and watched Susan caress herself. Susan
became aware that her friend was watching her, but she had no
desire to stop. Anyway, Nicole was still masturbating
herself, so it was alright to continue. "Lets make ourselves
more comfortable", suggested Nicole in a husky voice. "What
do you mean?" asked Susan. "Lets take our clothes off, and
masturbate in front of each other on the bed." When Nicole
saw the uncertainty in Susan's eyes, she jumped to her feet,
went over to Susan, and pulled her out of the chair, and
said, "Come on Suzi".
They stood there in front of each other, both hurrying to
remove their clothes; both watching as the other's body was
slowly revealed. Jumpers were discarded and were followed by
blouses; blouses by bras; bras by jeans; jeans by panties;
panties by socks. Their faces were flushed with sexual
excitement as they stood naked before each other. "Gosh, your
hair is beautiful", whispered Susan in a awed voice, as she
reached to stroke Nicole's short hair.
"Come on, lets get on the bed", urged Nicole; eager to
continue her self gratification. Nicole led Susan to the
small college-room bed. And she arranged them so that they
were lying on their sides, facing towards each other. Each
had their bottom leg out straight, and their top leg bent so
that they had easy access to their pussies. Nicole ensured
that they lay with their heads at opposite ends, so that they
each had a close up view of the other's cunt.
Susan was so excited to see Nicole's fingers slide into her
own vagina. She pushed, three, no four fingers in; and pumped
them in and out rhythmically. Susan could smell the arousal
of her friend, and could see the love juice glistening on her
fingers as they pulled out, only to be pushed back in again,
over and over. Susan was whimpering with the feeling that her
own fingers were eliciting from her clitoris and vagina.
Inspired by Nicole, she had managed to squeeze two fingers
into herself. It was slightly uncomfortable to start with,
but she was soon lubricated well enough to slide them in and
out easily.
Nicole in turn was fascinated to see her virgin friend frig
her own pussy. She lent forward to inhale the womanly aroma
of Susan, and this inspired her to pump her own fingers all
the harder. Nicole's moans were sending warm air over Susan's
heated clitoris, and she couldn't help bucking her hips so
that her pussy came into contact with Nicole's face. Before
she knew what was happening, Susan found her friend burying
her face in her pussy, and licking around her labia. Susan
collapsed back on the bed, she stopped masturbating as she
felt the sensations that Nicole was producing sweep over her.
Nicole had also stopped frigging herself, and was now sliding
two fingers into Susan's cunt in time with her licks, which
were now directed to her clitoris.
Susan was spiralling out of control; she wasn't thinking
about what was happening; whether it was right or wrong; all
she knew, all she could think about, was the building wall of
passion that was growing in her loins. It was a tidal wave of
pleasure that seemed about to break over her, yet the skilled
tongue of Nicole prevented it from actually arriving. Susan
found herself bucking all over the bed, desperate to come;
desperate to find release. Yet still Nicole teased her; still
Nicole withdraw her tongue at the wrong moment. "Oh Oh OH OH
OH!!!" cried Susan uncontrollably. Yet just at the wrong
moment Nicole changed rhythm, and the passion continued to
rise rather than peaking as it was about to. Susan was
twisting and turning under Nicole, and eventually was driven
to shout, "FUCKING MAKE ME COME!!!!!", at which Nicole sucked
hard on her whole clitoral region, while strumming her
clitoris hard with her tongue. Susan's scream must have been
heard in all the rooms on her floor. She bucked, and cried
out, and collapsed. Susan lay quivering under her friend for
minutes afterwards, drained and satiated. "Oh Boy, that was
good" she eventually murmured.
"No! really?", quipped Nicole, with a very pleased grin.
Her whole face glistening with Susan's juices. Susan looked
well and truly fucked, as she lay there, her eyes closed, her
face and chest pink with the fading flush of sexual
excitement, her legs splayed open, lewdly revealing her puffy
labia.
Nicole became aware of her own throbbing clitoris again; it
was beating with a steady rhythm that called out for a touch.
She touched herself gently, and moaned at the sensation.
Susan opened her eyes at the sound, and found herself looking
directly into Nicole's pussy as she masturbated. She was
transfixed by the sight. Nicole was so excited that her pussy
juice was oozing out of her vagina, making her thighs,
bottom, and even the sheets, wet. Susan found the whole aroma
most stimulating.
Nicole then moaned, "Lick me Suzi, lick me until I come!".
Susan was certainly tempted, but she was unsure. What exactly
was she supposed to do?, What would it taste like?, What ...;
further questioning was stopped as a wave of lust swept over
her which caused her to bring her face into contact with
Nicole's pussy. Susan tentatively licked with her tongue. Her
tongue brushed Nicole's clitoris, and Nicole moaned, "Ohh,
yes". The taste was okay; a bit strong, but not unpleasant.
Actually, Susan found herself enjoying it more and more as
she continued licking. Nicole continued to whimper quietly as
Susan licked her. After a while, Susan explored further, by
sending her tongue on forays down between Nicole's labia.
Nicole was obviously enjoying herself, and this in turn
excited Susan. She plunged into the task with renewed vigour;
not minding that her chin, her cheeks, her whole face, was
smeared with Nicole's juices. Suddenly Nicole's thighs
stiffened, her hands held Susan's head in place, and she
bucked up against her tongue with a most satisfying wail;
"Ahhhhh!!!", "Ahhhhh!!!", "Ahhhhowww". Nicole climaxed and
climaxed. Susan was most pleased with herself.
As their passion subsided Susan started to feel
uncomfortable. What had she done? Was she a lesbian? Was it
right? It sure felt good, but should she have enjoyed it? She
felt a growing wave of guilt, shame, and confusion, and as it
burst upon her, she started to cry quietly. "Hey, what's
wrong, silly?", asked Nicole as she moved round to give Susan
a hug. "I, I, I don't know", replied Susan between quiet
sobs. "Come on, dafty, there is nothing to cry about. We've
just been pleasing ourselves as best we can, until our man
gets back.", consoled Nicole. This brought a weak smile to
Susan's face, although she was surprised to be reminded of
Nicole's intention to share John with her.
"Come on, lets get dressed and go and check on where the
lecture theatres are; and see what facilities they have on
campus.", infused Nicole, changing the mood. Susan smiled at
her friend's, or was it her lover's?, energy and enthusiasm.
She realised that her queries remained unanswered, but she
suppressed them for the moment, and entered into Nicole's
plans. They washed, dressed, and went off to explore the
campus.
***** +++++ *****
That night, alone in her room Susan thought back over the
last two days. Yesterday, was it only yesterday?, she'd been
living at home with her parents and brother; she'd packed her
things into the car; they'd all driven off to college; she'd
found her room, moved in, and gone to sleep early. She
remembered that she'd been wakened by the noise of Nicole and
John's love making, and that she'd masturbated as she
listened to them. Her thoughts continued by surveying this
day. She'd tidied her room; met John and Nicole; they'd had
lunch together, waved John off; tidied Nicole's room. And
then ...
Even though she was alone, Susan blushed to remember what
came next. She and Nicole had masturbated in front of each
other; had stripped naked; got on the same bed, and continued
masturbating, until Nicole had licked her pussy. Susan could
feel herself getting wet at the memory of Nicole's magic
tongue. Actually, to be absolutely honest, it was Susan
herself who had initiated things by pushing her crotch into
Nicole's face. Susan was horrified at that memory. What if
Nicole had recoiled in disgust, how ashamed she would have
been! She was also worried that maybe she was a lesbian:
after all, she'd never got on well with boys, she was too
shy, and she couldn't deny that Nicole had driven her to an
amazing climax - undoubtedly the best of her life, she had
almost blacked-out. Susan caressed herself as she remembered
crying out for Nicole to make her come, had she really said
those words? Susan also couldn't deny that she'd also enjoyed
licking Nicole's pussy. Would it be so bad if she did enjoy
making love to girls? Clearly, Nicole had enjoyed herself as
well, and yet she had John. So you could obviously enjoy
girls without being a lesbian. Good, because she wasn't sure
about giving up all her dreams of a big wedding, marriage,
babies, grandchildren. The idea of giving up all that filled
her with an unspeakable dread. Surely without them, you
couldn't have a really satisfying life, could you?
Having settled that just because she'd enjoyed this
afternoon didn't mean she was necessarily a lesbian, and
remembering Nicole's offer to let John fuck her, Susan
concentrated on her caresses. She quickly brought herself to
a small, not entirely satisfying, climax. She speedily made
her bed-time preparations, got into bed, and dropped off to
sleep almost immediately.
--
Susie Starts Pt3
3. Monday
The next day found Susan crowding with hoards of other new
students into the lecture block to attend introductory
lectures. Susan made her way into her lecture hall, and found
a place near to the front. The room was tiered, not at all
like her classrooms back at school. Susan found herself
slightly overawed at the thought that she was at university.
The future seemed to hold unlimited opportunities and duties,
and Susan wasn't at all sure that she was up to facing them.
However the excitement; the freedom; the shear possibilities
of university, were almost palpable in the air of that
lecture room, full as it was with bright young students.
Susan felt her spirits soar.
Susan noticed that she was sitting next to a boy; he was
kind of nice looking, although Susan didn't like his taste in
clothes. He was dressed a little bit too conservatively for
Susan; too nurdish, she concluded, dismissing him from her
mind. The lecturer entered then, and all conversations died
down. She introduced herself as Dr. Shannon; the head of
their faculty. She went on to explain the structure of their
course; the fact that they were to be assigned to a tutor who
was to help them with personal problems and to give them
academic advice; the fact that they were expected to attend
practicals; and the fact that they would need to do
significant work in their own time if they were to keep up.
She wished them well with their studies, and told them that
there would be a revised timetable available from the faculty
office from this afternoon.
The boy who had been sitting next to her tried to strike up
a conversation as they filed out afterwards. "Hi, I'm Paul.
So you are on this course as well?". Susan pondered whether
she should bother to respond, did she really want to get to
know someone with such a terrible opening line? "Yes, that's
right.", Susan confirmed simply, refusing to exchange names
just yet. They got separated then in the crowd, and Susan
made good her escape. What to do now?, that was the question.
She had all the rest of the day to herself. She decided she
may as well check-out the student coffee-shop and common
room.
Entering the room left her feeling rather alone; the room
was full of students; all were talking animatedly in small
groups. She was just about to leave as she didn't fancy
drinking a coffee by herself in such a crowd when she saw
Nicole across the room, sitting amongst a group of girls.
Nicole saw her at the same time and beckoned her over. As she
arrived at Nicole's group, Nicole welcomed her, "Hi Suzi,
meet everyone: this is Jeanette; Sally; Jean; and, sorry I've
forgot your name", "Melonie", answered the redhead in
question, shyly. "Everyone, this is Suzi, my next door
neighbour in Cromwell Hall.", continued Nicole, finishing the
introduction. There were a chorus of "Hi'es" and "Hellos"
from around the table as Susan joined them. Susan tried hard
to keep names with faces, but failed immediately. Susan
learnt that they were all on Nicole's course, and that they
had just met. She quickly felt at home with this group,
swapping details about home-towns, courses, and grades etc..
As Susan was engaged in conversation with Sally, or was it
Jeanette?, she noticed that the boy from her course, Paul,
had entered the common room. He looked around, and promptly
walked out again. "No social skills", Susan thought to
herself, some-what unfairly.
It turned out that Melonie was also on the second floor of
Cromwell hall, and that she'd moved in Saturday morning. This
caused Susan to wonder if she'd heard her cries as Nicole had
driven her wild the day before. But Melonie was so shy, it
was obvious that she'd never bring the subject up even if she
had. Melonie was very beautiful; no other word could describe
her. Her red hair was long and wavy, and was stylishly cut;
her face was very pretty, even her freckles were just right
for her. Her breasts were a nice size, although not quite as
big as Nicole's; and her legs looked good as well, as far as
Susan could tell from where she was sitting. Susan was only
slightly surprised to find herself evaluating another girl's
body. All day she'd been noticing how sexy other members of
her own sex were; she found herself wondering what they
looked like under their clothes. As a consequence she'd felt
a low sexual buzz all day.
Nicole leaned over and whispered so only Susan could hear,
"Melonie's rather cute isn't she?". Susan could feel a blush
start to rise, which she manfully tried to fight down. Had
she been so obvious in her appraisal of Melonie? Susan felt
mortified that Nicole had read her thoughts so easily.
Susan's embarrassment went unnoticed by the others because,
just at that moment, Sally and Jeanette announced that they
had to go as they were going into town for some shopping.
They all left then, Susan, Nicole, and Melonie heading back
to their rooms in Cromwell hall.
***** +++++ *****
After Melonie had said goodbye, and entered her own room,
Nicole invited herself into Susan's room. "Well, what do you
think, she's adorable isn't she?", Nicole asked as soon as
the door was shut. Susan wasn't sure if she was ready to
admit openly her attraction towards other girls, but she
found herself being swept along by Nicole's comments. "Oh,
did you see the way her tits strained against her blouse?,
you could see the outline of her nipples. Also, did you
notice her tongue?, I would love to have that tongue flick my
clit, wouldn't you?", enthused Nicole.
Susan soon found that her silence, and lack of objections,
had implicated her in sharing Nicole's appreciation of
Melonie. Also the topic of conversion was getting both girls
excited. Nicole could see from the flush on Susan's face that
she was getting very turned on by her words. Nicole came up
behind Susan, and started to massage her shoulders, she felt
Susan tense instinctively, and then relax. "Can you imagine
what she must look like naked?", whispered Nicole in her ear,
her hands slipping down Susan's front; brushing over her
breasts beneath her clothes. Susan felt her nipples spring to
attention, and she only managed a grunted "Unn ... Yes", as
exquisite sensations rippled through her body. "Wouldn't you
like to kiss those cherry lips, and squeeze those full
breasts?", probed Nicole, her own hands working magic in
Susan as they squeezed her breasts. Susan was rapidly losing
all sense of which way was up, her clitoris was throbbing as
though it would never stop; juices were flowing out into her
panties which were getting sopping wet; her nipples were
erect and tingling from being squashed, and from chaffing on
her bra as Nicole played with her.
With a groan, Susan twisted in Nicole's arms and placed a
hot steamy kiss on Nicole's mouth. Susan held Nicole's head
between her hands as her lips moved on Nicole's; their
tongues met with a electric shock of sexual excitement, and
Nicole's plundered Susan's mouth. Her hands meanwhile were
not idle; she clutched and kneaded Susan's bottom through her
skirt. Susan was so carried away by how hot Nicole was making
her, that she had little time to reflect that this was the
first time she'd kissed another girl on the mouth, and how
good it felt. When they stopped, they were both flushed with
excitement, and out of breath. "Quickly, lets undress",
panted Susan urgently, driven into blatantly taking the lead
by a strength of passion that was new to her.
Nicole stepped back, and stood still, as Susan hurriedly
undid her cardigan. She couldn't prevent a moan from escaping
as Susan's hands brushed her nipples in passing. She found
herself panting slightly as Susan fumbled to undo the buttons
of her blouse. Susan felt really emboldened by her friend's
sudden passiveness; nevertheless she could feel her knees
trembling, and her hands shook as they removed Nicole's
blouse, and reached behind her for her bra clasp. This
brought them closer together, into another steamy kiss. When
Susan pulled back from the kiss, Nicole's bra came away,
leaving her large breasts quivering freely. Susan was struck
again by her friend's beauty.
Nicole used the pause in Susan's undressing to start to
undress Susan. "Here Suzi, let me free you from that", she
said, pulling her blouse out from the waistband of her skirt.
Susan moaned as Nicole's heated hands brushed her naked
stomach. Nicole's fingers deftly unbuttoned the blouse,
pausing only to make arousing forays over Susan's nipples.
Susan moaned with each caress; "Oh, Ohh, Ohhh", her nipples
hardening and thrusting out as though to prolong each caress.
Nicole slipped the blouse off Susan's shoulders; it slid down
her arms, pinning them to her sides. Rather than freeing
Susan, Nicole lent forward and closed her mouth over the
nipple on Susan's left breast. Susan could feel a delicious
weakness spread throughout her body; and she shivered with
excitement as Nicole's tongue lathed her nipple through the
bra. It was wet now and the material had become transparent
with Nicole's saliva. As Nicole turned her attention to
Susan's right nipple, Susan couldn't repress a moan that was
louder than she knew was wise, given it was lunch time, and
there were other girls in the neighbouring rooms.
Nicole could tell that Susan's legs wouldn't be able to
hold her for much longer, burning up with passion as she was,
so she lowered Susan to the chair behind her. A little nip
with her teeth, brought a new moan from Susan. Nicole
impatiently pulled the cups of Susan's bra aside, so that her
breasts bounced free; their strawberry tips hard and
glistening from her licking. Susan was so far gone that she
didn't even notice the momentary discomfort that such a
manoeuvre brought. While Nicole resumed her licking she
worked her hands up Susan's legs; caressing slowly, rucking
Susan's skirt up in the process. Susan could feel her skin
quivering under Nicole's firm hands, and she couldn't help
parting her thighs to encourage Nicole to caress the inside
of her thighs. She also couldn't help lifting her bottom off
the chair as Nicole's hands slid under her bottom to clutch
her panties. Nicole smiled at Susan's eager compliance. Then
she yanked Susan's panties down with a speed and a force
which emphasised the passion of the moment. Nicole's mastery
only intensified Susan's lust.
Nicole stood there in Susan's room, naked from the waist
up, looking down at her friend. Susan was lying back in her
college room chair; her breasts protruding from her bra; her
arms pinned to her sides by her half discarded blouse; her
skirt rucked up around her middle; her legs splayed lewdly,
exposing her glistening pussy with its beautiful covering of
blond pubic hair. She was panting; her breasts were heaving;
her head was thrown back; and her eyes were closed. Susan was
obviously 'in heat'.
Nicole speedily popped open the buttons on her own jeans,
and removed them with her panties in one motion. She then
knelt between Susan's legs, and placed a steamy kiss on her
inner thigh. Susan moaned, "Unnnn". Nicole slowly moved her
kisses up her friend's thigh, nibbling and licking as she
went. "Is it good Suzi?, do you like it?", she paused to ask,
teasingly, enjoying Susan's struggle to keep her urgent
"Yesss!!!", to an appropriate volume. Susan's groan was
definitely too loud when Nicole's mouth avoided her crotch
and continued to kiss her down the other leg. Susan tried to
reach Nicole's head to guide her back where she wanted her,
but her blouse kept her from just quite reaching, bringing a
heart felt "Owwwh!"; a gasp of real frustration, noted
Nicole. She continued to play Susan like an instrument as she
let her tongue slowly snake back up her leg. She could taste
Susan's juices as she neared her crotch a second time; Susan
was overflowing in her arousal. Nicole allowed her tongue
just a few brief licks of Susan's puffy labia, before moving
past. Susan's head was rolling from side to side, she was
looking very flushed as she tried to buck her hips up towards
Nicole tongue. Nicole returned to Susan's pussy, after only a
brief excursion down her leg. Her tongue pushing its way into
Susan's vagina with a stiff urgency. Susan arched
uncontrollably, and then managed to arch again as Nicole's
hand reached up an pinched a nipple an instant later. The
pain was really pleasure; the tingling feeling afterwards was
incredible.
Nicole licked at Susan's clitoris; her friend was
whimpering continually, "Awh, Ah, Ahh, Unn, Yes!!, Yes!!,
Yesss!!!, Oh, Ohh, OHH!!". Susan was bucking and rolling in
her chair; all that existed were the sensations that Nicole
were eliciting within her. Nicole could tell her friend's
orgasm was approaching from the little twitches of her leg
muscles. She decided not to torment Susan this time, so she
continued licking with a steady rhythm, and then sucked hard
just before the end. Susan exploded, "AhhhhhhHHHHHHHH!!!!!,
oh! Oh!! OH!! OHHHHHH!!!, Wow!, oh wow!!, Ohhhnn!". Nicole
kept on sucking and strumming with her tongue as Susan
climaxed, and before Susan was aware of it, a new wave of
pleasure wracked her body, "AAAAHHHHEEEEOOWWW", she almost
screamed. Susan's body sagged back into the chair, she was
spent. Well and truly!
***** +++++ *****
Susan was brought back to reality by a gentle knocking on
her door. She looked quickly at Nicole, who was stark naked,
while she was in a state of dishabille. Whatever could she
do? A sudden surge of adrenalin brought her to her feet,
"Quick!", she whispered to Nicole, "Hide out of sight!".
"Coming" she added in a louder voice for the visitor at her
door. "You sure were!", whispered Nicole mischievously as she
moved to where Susan had motioned her. Susan slipped out of
her creased blouse and half off bra, she pulled her skirt
down, and slipped on a T-shirt, and then opened the door.
Susan was embarrassed to see the quizzical face of Melonie.
"Hi", Susan said, trying to sound normal. "Hi", repeated
Melonie nervously, "I was just wondering if you were, unn,
alright?". Susan tried desperately to think of a story that
could explain the noises that Melonie must have heard; her
mind was a blank! "Oh yea, I'm fine, I was just ... , I was
just, umm, watching a video! When Harry met Sally!!, Have you
seen it?" Susan knew she was starting to babble, but couldn't
stop herself. "Oh, yes, last year", Melonie replied, her
expression revealing enlightenment. "So you've got your own
video recorder then?", she continued. "Yes, it was an
eighteenth birthday present, just before I came here",
elaborated Susan, hardly believing that her story was being
accepted. "You must come around some time and we'll have
catch a good video together", offered Susan. "Sure, well,
maybe. I'm not sure yet what the work will be like on my
course", explained Melonie, rather pleased that Susan was
making such overtures of friendship towards her. Just then
Melonie caught a glimpse past Susan into her room, she
coloured slightly, and excused herself as quickly as
possible.
Susan couldn't understand Melonie's behaviour until she
turned back into the room, and saw two lots of clothes
tangled on the floor in view of the door. Two pairs of
panties, two bras, one pair of jeans, and one blouse that was
obviously Nicole's, a very distinctive print. She also caught
a glimpse of herself: her skirt creased, her hair looking
tousled, and her face still had the flushed look of sexual
arousal. Susan groaned when she realised what Melonie must
have thought.
Nicole was finding the whole situation highly amusing.
"When Harry met Sally!, That was brilliant Suzi, you're a
genius! Hey, Cheer up, what's wrong?", she queried when she
saw Susan's face. "I think she guessed!", Susan stated, with
gloom. "So what?", demanded Nicole with bright unconcern. "I
bet it only makes her horny to think of me licking you out".
Susan coloured at the thought that anyone else would know
that she enjoyed lesbian activities, but admitted that the
idea that Melonie might even now be getting aroused at the
idea of Nicole and her together was an exciting one. "I
know", continued Nicole excitedly, "let's give her just long
enough to start masturbating, and then lets go and knock on
her door".
Susan liked the idea. It was beginning to make her hot
again thinking of sweet little Melonie masturbating. Nicole
borrowed one of Susan's dressing gowns, and popped back to
her own room to "change". Susan met her outside her door
seconds later; Nicole was now dressed in her own short, sexy,
dressing gown. Together they went down the corridor and stood
outside of Melonie's room. Checking that no-one else was
around, Nicole placed her ear to Melonie's door. Susan did
the same, and together they heard the faintest of moans that
could have been Melonie in the throes of sexual excitement.
Nicole motioned Susan away from the door, and then knocked
loudly.
They heard some scrambling, and then a very red faced
Melonie came to the door. She was bare foot, the buttons on
her blouse were not buttoned straight, the darkness and
prominence of her nipples indicated that she was no longer
wearing a bra, and that they were aroused, and she was
breathing quite hard. Susan could feel her clitoris throb at
the sight. Nicole smiled, and said, as she stepped forward,
"Hi Melonie, mind if we come in?". Melonie mumbled something
about "Of course not", as she retreated before them.
Susan's eye took in how Melonie had tried to make the
standard college room her own; but she particularly noticed
the creased bedding where Melonie had obviously just been
lying, and the bedside cabinet draw that wouldn't close
because of something pushed in clumsily. Melonie followed her
gaze, and blushed furiously when she saw where she was
looking. "What's this?", asked Nicole, going over to the draw
and lifting up the offending object. Susan's eyes widened
when she saw what it was, and Melonie cast her eyes down to
the floor in shame. For there in Nicole's hand was an eight
inch vibrator, and not only that, but it was still glistening
with Melonie's love juices.
"My, oh my, we have been a naughty girl haven't we?", asked
Nicole, looking at Melonie who was obviously wishing the
ground would swallow her up. Susan came up beside Melonie,
and touched her arm, "It's alright you know; I can understand
how you got turned on by the idea of Nicole and me". Susan
ran her hands up and down Melonie's arm, as she continued,
"We all masturbate. I do so almost every day, and I know
Nicole does as well. I've never used a vibrator though, what
does it feel like?". Susan's words were starting to ease
Melonie's anguish, although she was still mortified to have
been caught red handed. Susan's words continued soothingly,
as her fingers stayed so that they were brushing the outside
of Melonie's left breast. Nicole joined in caressing her
other arm. Melonie was obviously getting turned on by the
situation; her breath was coming in shallower gasps; clearly
they'd interrupted her while she was at a high stage of
sexual excitement. Nicole ran the fingers of one hand through
Melonie's beautiful hair; while the other slipped down and
took one of Melonie's hands in her own. This hand she lifted
up, and guided into her dressing gown and onto one breast.
Nicole and Melonie gasped at the same time. Nicole's gown
drifted open, revealing her beautiful charms to Susan and
Melonie. Susan by now was boldly caressing Melonie's breasts
through her blouse. The nipples were even more prominent, and
Susan could feel her own pussy getting wet. Melonie had
started to pant and groan quietly, "Ohh, Ohhhnnn".
"Come on Suzi, let's get her on the bed", urged Nicole,
slipping out of her gown. Between them they guided a now
compliant Melonie over to her bed. Susan kissed Melonie hard
on the mouth; it was a kiss burning with lust and passion,
and Melonie returned it with vigour. A naked Nicole stood
back. She picked up the vibrator, held it to her nose and
sniffed Melonie's fragrance. Melonie blushed prettily at this
lewd display. Nicole went on to place the vibrator in her
mouth, and suck it clean of Melonie's juices. Melonie was
transfixed by this, and was unable to prevent parting her
lovely white thighs in response, which caused her short skirt
to ride up. She had no panties on, and was obviously wet.
Susan meanwhile was unbuttoning Melonie's badly buttoned
blouse, freeing her big breasts, and taking her nipples into
her mouth and tonguing them. Melonie closed her eyes, in
danger of being overwhelmed with all the sensations coursing
through her.
She didn't open them again until she heard the soft
familiar purring sound of her vibrator being turned on, just
before Nicole applied it to her inner thighs. The quivering
sensation quickly caused her to open her legs wider, exposing
herself to a new friends. "Ohhhhhhhhh", she couldn't avoid
moaning. Susan meanwhile had speedily unbuttoned her skirt,
and had tugged off her T-shirt, joining Nicole in being
naked. Only Melonie was wearing anything, and that was only
her skirt, bunched at her waist. As Nicole continued to run
the vibrator up and down Melonie's legs, bringing it closer
and closer to her aching clitoris, Melonie whimpered
unashamedly.
Susan decided to leave Melonie, and go and sit on the floor
between Nicole's legs. She was pleased to note Nicole's
shudder as she ran her hands up her legs and clutched her
bottom. Susan pulled on Nicole's bottom, and brought her
sopping pussy into contact with her face. Susan flicked out a
tongue and caught Nicole right on her clitoris. "Owhhhh",
groaned Nicole, her legs almost giving away. The sensations
that Susan was giving her caused her to allow the vibrator to
pulsate over Melonie's pussy before she'd driven her insane
with her teasing, as she had intended to do. The vibrator was
causing Melonie to buck in a most un-shy way. There was a
growing chorus of pants and groans from all three of them.
Nicole was struggling to retain her control, so that she
could drive Melonie wild. Yet Suzi's tongue was unbelievable;
"Ohh, Ohhh, Owwwh!!", she gasped. Jerkingly she moved the
large white vibrator backwards and forwards over Melonie's
pussy; pulsing over her clitoris one second, edging between
her passion swallow labia the next. Melonie had shed any
remaining embarrassment or shyness, all that mattered was her
growing pleasure; all that mattered was to find release from
this happy torture! Susan was enjoying herself too: she loved
the power she felt over Nicole; she loved the whimpers that
she was eliciting from her. She inhaled Nicole's aroused
aroma deeply, she licked and licked, probing her tongue into
Nicole's vagina one second, strumming light then hard against
Nicole's clitoris the next. She loved her face being smeared
with Nicole's love juices.
Nicole could hardly see, the passion was unbearable. She
had to try and stay on her feet as well or she'd fall on
Suzi; this was heightening her pleasure exquisitely, as she
was not able to simply surrender to the sensations. Nicole
managed to slide the vibrator into Melonie's cunt. It went in
easily, Melonie was sopping wet. Five, six, seven, eight
inches, all disappeared within, although Melonie's pussy was
definitely bulging by the end! Nicole managed to flick the
vibrator to a higher speed, just as Susan's tongue caught her
clitoris again. Nicole's and Melonie's groans coincided.
"Unnnnhhhhh AhhHHH", they panted.
Susan eased up then, she was determined to make Nicole beg
for release, just as Nicole had forced her to yesterday.
Nicole's groan of disappointment was lost in Melonie's
growing moans of passion. She was bucking about like a mad
thing, her vibrator filling her up to the hilt, producing a
massive wave of pleasure with its rhythmic pulsations.
Melonie's, "aaooww, AAAOOWWW, AAAAHHH!!", marked a series of
orgasms that wracked her body.
By the time Melonie was aware of her surroundings again,
Susan had manoeuvred Nicole into sitting on the bed, and
Susan had returned to her task of teasing Nicole's clitoris.
"Oh, Suzi, Suzi, make me come!, Come on, suck my clit!, yes,
ohh, yesss!", She urged, trying to hold Susan's head in
place, but Susan had an agenda of her own. Susan stopped at
that point, looked up, and smiled at Melonie. Susan reached
over and withdrew the massive vibrator from her cunt. It
slowly emerged, causing Susan to wonder again how a vagina
could accommodate such a monster. It emerged with a plop, wet
with Melonie's juices. Susan, while looking Melonie straight
in the eye, took it and licked it just as she'd seen Nicole
do earlier. Melonie blushed scarlet, but didn't break eye
contact.
"Come on, Melonie, help me with Nicole", urged Susan,
returning her attention to her panting friend. As Susan
brought the vibrator to Nicole's pussy, Melonie used her
fingers to open Nicole's pussy lips wide: exposing her
glistening vagina to their gaze. Susan slowly pushed in the
sleek white throbbing plastic. Nicole tried to buck, but the
way Melonie was lying over her prevented her from achieving
much. "Ohh", she moaned, her frustration already unbearable.
She had yet to come this lunch time; even her time with Suzi
had been interrupted by Melonie before it had been her turn.
"Pleasseee!!", she whimpered.
"Please what?", asked Susan, innocently, as she slid the
vibrator in with exquisite slowness. "Please fuck me!",
exclaimed Nicole, her voice catching with the pleasure. Susan
winked at Melonie, and timed a savage push of the vibrator
with the first flickering of Melonie's pink tongue over
Nicole's steamy clitoris. "AHHHHOOWW!!", was Nicole's
unavoidable response.
Susan then brought the vibrator slowly out; feeling
Nicole's cunt trying to hold on to it, trying to suck it back
in. Melonie then left her clitoris, and changed position so
that she could suck on Nicole's nipples. Nicole was saying,
"Oh, don't stop, don't stop, owww!, please, please!, make me
come!". Susan paused to lick the vibrator, before pumping it
back into Nicole's wet vagina; setting up a steady rhythm.
"Oh yes!, Yes!, Don't stop, Don't stop, I'm nearly there,
YES, YES!. Oooowww Noooo!". This last cry being caused by
Susan removing the vibrator again. "Do you really want to
come?", she asked cruelly. "Yes, oh YES", panted Nicole, her
faced bathed with sweat.
Susan leaned forward and flicked Nicole's clit with her
tongue. This caused Nicole to jump and moan. Susan flicked
again, and Nicole moaned urgently, "Fucking make me come
bitch!". Susan stopped to ask, "Are you sure?", "OF COURSE
I'M SURE!", Nicole cried. Susan smiled to see her friend so
hot for it. "Say 'please' then". "Ohh, please, Please,
Please!!, PLEASE!!!", Nicole begged, in time with Susan's
licks. On Susan's signal, Melonie squeezed both of Nicole's
nipples hard, just as Susan licked and sucked on her clitoris
with more than enough force to send Nicole over the top.
"AAAHHHHOOOOOWWW!!", was Nicole's satisfied howl, her body
bucking with pleasure and release. Nicole arched with a few
more spontaneous orgasms over about a minute, but eventually
they subsided. It was a long time before she calmed down
enough to talk.
"Oh Suzi, that was amazing! Boy, you are one fast
learner.", Nicole praised. Susan felt inordinately pleased
with herself. "And you Melonie, you almost drove me out of my
mind when you squeezed my nipples like that, they are still
throbbing now!". "I hope I wasn't too rough", said Melonie
contritely. "No, it was wonderful. Hey, Suzi, you must be
ready to come again aren't you?", Nicole asked, realising
suddenly that Susan hadn't climaxed. "Actually, I came from just
watching your pleasure, without even touching myself", Susan
affirmed.
Melonie then offered them mugs of coffee and some toast.
Perhaps surprisingly, the three of them found that they had
many things in common, and that they felt at ease in each
other's company. Even getting dressed was accomplished
without anyone feeling awkward. Both Susan and Nicole were
surprised as they learnt more about Melonie; once she'd
overcome her shyness she was a very interesting and
articulate person. Melonie further surprised them by her
extensive sexual experience; apparently she'd had five
previous boyfriends, and she'd left behind a sixth very horny
boyfriend, he'd been the one who had bought her the vibrator;
also and she had had three or four all girl romps before as
well. Conversation eventually turned to finding a man for
Susan. The consensus seemed to be that waiting for two weeks
until John came down again was too long, and that they needed
to find someone to relieve her of her virginity before then.
Susan herself felt rather ambivalent about the whole matter;
she was feeling fully satisfied with her sex life at the
moment.
***** +++++ *****
That afternoon Nicole and Melonie went off for a special
course lecture, and Susan was left all alone. She used the
time to drop by the faculty office and pick up her new
timetable. She also picked up a book list for her course, and
decided that she may as well drop by the campus bookshop to
see how expensive it was going to be to purchase them all.
She always loved buying books; in some ill defined way, she
couldn't help feeling that the very fact she owned a book on
a subject meant that she started to know about that subject.
Obviously that wasn't the case, but the feeling always
returned when contemplating purchasing another book, and
consequently her bookcase was always full of half read or
never started books. Of course, she was responsible for
budgeting her own money now, and needed to be careful that it
lasted to the end of term. Her parents had lectured her at
length about that, emphasising that they were not in a
position to help her out if she ran up an overdraft.
That evening Susan was expecting to meet up again with
Nicole and Melonie; however they failed to return to their
rooms. Susan could feel herself getting more and more
irritated as the evening dragged on. When she stopped to
analyse her feelings she was surprised to discover that the
root of her irritation was jealousy. A non-specific jealousy,
whose cause was a feeling that Nicole and Melonie were off
enjoying themselves without her. Susan found she couldn't
rationalise the feeling away as she normally did with silly
emotions, so decided to distract herself by going to the
Student's Union bar on campus.
The decision made, it became necessary to choose
appropriate clothes. She didn't have anything! Not actually
true, but that was how she felt about her wardrobe. She had
lots of jeans and jumpers, good casual wear for studying, but
she wanted to feel a bit more glamorous tonight. She also had
some very nice, elegant clothes; but they either were too
dressy, such as her dress for the end-of-year Ball, or
weren't suitable for a student's bar. She wanted clothes that
were sexy, clothes that reflected her new self confidence
with sexuality. She eventually managed to create an ensemble
that wasn't too awful, although not quite the young Madonna
image that she was aiming for.
Within twenty minutes Susan was opening the door of the
Student's bar. The noise level was certainly high; a juke box
was playing early eighties dance music; conversations were
being carried out in competition with the music; laughter and
shouting peeled out stochastically from around the room.
Susan made her way to the crowd at the bar, and eventually
pushed her way through to the front. She ordered a barcardi
and coke, being careful to avoid putting her elbow in the
pool of beer that had been spilt on the bar. The problem then
was to extradite herself from the crowd without pouring her
drink down someone's leg, while avoiding the same fate
herself. This accomplished, she scanned the room looking for
either a free seat or a friendly face she recognised from her
lecture this morning.
Her scan was aborted by a male voice in her ear; "You look
lost; You a fresher?". Susan turned to look at her articulate
inquirer. The voice has lead her to expect a burly engineer,
or a bearded pot-bellied biker, instead he was clean shaven,
dressed with T-shirt and jeans, but he undoubtedly had a
muscular fit body. His biceps were visible as his T-shirt was
sleeveless; and these hinted at an equally powerful torso. So
what if he's a dumb jock, Susan thought to herself, quite
flattered that such a hunk was trying to chat her up. "Eh,
yes, that right. I came up two days ago.", she replied. "Are
you a second year, then?", she probed. "What?, no I'm a final
year economist", he explained, a nice smile lighting up his
face. "Why don't you join me for a drink, I've a table over
in the corner, with a few friends, or are you joining
someone?", "No, I'd love to", Susan found herself responding;
a little too eagerly, she scolded herself. "Good, follow me",
said her acquaintance, starting off on a weaving path past
tables of half drunk students toward one corner. Susan found
herself following meekly.
The table she was led to, contained one man, and two women.
"Hi gang, I like you to meet ..., hell I'm sorry, I never
asked your name. I'm David, your ...?", "Susie", Susan
provided on queue. "Nice name Susie, Susie this is Steve,
Jackie, and Lora" "Hi nice to meet you", Susan nodded to each
as she was introduced. "So are you all economists as well?"
"Hell, no. We all part of the Wu Sho Khan martial arts club",
exclaimed Lora with a laugh. "I'm a biologist", she
continued, "Jackie's a social scientist, and Steve here is a
second year mathematician". Steve and Jackie were sitting on
one side of the table, and David sat down next to Lora, "Move
up, make room for Susie", he urged. Lora complied, and Susan
slid into place next to David, little goose bumps forming
when it became clear that they were going to have to sit
thigh to thigh if she wasn't to fall off the seat.
Susan discovered that they were discussing whether
socialism was still viable given the failure of communism in
the Soviet Union. Steve was maintaining that a planned
economy was doomed to inefficiency and failure, while Jackie
and David were arguing that the totally unregulated market
just couldn't work, and that every market had to have an
element of planning or control in it, and hence there was not
a simple dichotomy between capitalism and socialism but a
spectrum to choose from. Susan found herself getting
involved; her A-level economics was inadequate, but at least
gave her something to say. She could feel herself getting
high. The alcohol had loosened some ambitions, and here she
was talking about real issues, with educated people, with
original viewpoints. This was university!
The regular brushing of thighs with David, together with
his clever witty conversation, kept a significant sexual
tingle in Susan's consciousness as well. An hour later (was
it really an hour?, it only seemed like five minutes) Jackie
and Steve had to leave, but Lora, David, and Susan bought
more drinks and continued talking. The topic ranged freely
over numerous subjects, including how the first year was a
year of wild parties and late nights, but that the work got
harder in subsequent years; to whether or not there should be
positive discrimination for women after centuries of male
chauvinism. Susan could see from how Lora and David
interacted that there was nothing between them, so she might
have a chance. She blushed inwardly at such blatant scheming,
yet couldn't deny a real attraction to David. Obviously, she
was not a lesbian, but bi-sexual, if these feelings were
anything to go by.
Eventually Lora left, but David asked Susan if she'd like
another drink. She wanted the evening to continue, but was
already light headed, so she ordered a coke. When David
rejoined her they talked freely; David managed to steer the
conversation so that he found out all about her. Susan was
surprised to find herself confiding all sorts of things to
him, such as how she got on with her little brother, what her
pet hates were, and how she not had any serious boyfriends.
He was such a good listener, that Susan found herself
confiding almost everything to him.
All good things come to an end, and eventually David made
noises about leaving. He insisted on escorting her back to
Cromwell Hall, Susan complied gladly. She felt especially
safe being escorted by a black-belt. At the door to her room,
he swept her up, and placed a very powerful good night kiss
on her lips. She stood there dazed as he went off, with a
cheary wave. Wow!, was about all she could think. Susan
entered her room, and quickly made it to bed; however sleep
eluded her; all she could think of was the feel of those
strong arms; the taste of that strong kiss; the features of
that kind face. "Susan Jane Braddock, pull yourself together.
Your mooning like a fifteen year old with a crush", she told
herself sternly, to no avail. It was late by the time she
finally drifted off.
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