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Archive name: dormmove.txt (M-adult/F-teen, 1st, college)
Authors name: Andrea Hacker (andreahacker@lycos.com)
Story title : Moving into the Dorm

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Moving into the Dorm (M-adult/F-teen, 1st, college)
By Andrea Hacker (andreahacker@lycos.com)

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It was really sweet of Ronald to drive me to the 
University. He is my Mom's first boyfriend since the 
divorce, and on the drive down he told me a funny 
coincidence - that he used to go out with a girl who 
went to my school. I asked if that was back when he was 
younger, but he said "It was about a year ago; she was 
just about your age."

I blurted "You mean you were dating someone who was only 
19?" And then he laughed and asked if that was OK with 
me and then it made me feel so conventional that I 
laughed too.

I thought Ronald would probably head back after he 
helped carry my stuff up to my room, but he sat down on 
the bed and took his jacket off, and started chatting. 
And then he told me if I needed someone to talk to, he 
was there for me.

Then for some reason, I blurted out that sometimes I 
missed my Dad really bad, and Ronald said he'd love to 
see a picture of him. I sat down by him and showed him 
my album, and then I cried a little bit, and then he put 
his arms around me and hugged me and whispered that he 
knew how hard my life had been lately, and that he 
wanted to make it all better, and then he kissed me on 
my cheek. Then he gave me another hug and kissed me for 
a long time.

I knew it was only his way of trying to comfort me, but 
at the same time I had a funny feeling - like maybe his 
concern for me was leading us into a dangerous area. But 
when I asked him if maybe we were doing something ill-
advised, he said how about if I let him worry about 
that, and started squeezing and kissing me some more.

I could feel his hand reaching under my skirt and 
caressing me through my panties. And then I could feel 
him pushing my panties aside so he could touch me right 
on my pussy, and he said, "I was just trying to remember 
that you might be my step daughter some day, but it's 
just not working." And then he started slipping my 
clothes off and softly kissing me all over while I felt 
myself surrendering to him.

Ronald got on top of me, and I heard the sound of his 
zipper and felt his hard penis trying to push its way 
inside me, and when I let out a cry of pain he stopped 
and said, "Wait, are you a virgin?" I felt so 
embarrassed, but he seemed totally accepting of it. He 
told me to go get some hand cream, so I got up off the 
bed and totally naked I walked into the bathroom to get 
some gel.

When I returned he took it from me and began to spread 
it on my pussy, pushing his finger in and out while he 
stared into my eyes. Then he put more lotion on his 
penis and began to painfully shove himself inside me.

He kept telling me how tight my virgin pussy felt, and 
how much he was going to love having his penis in it. He 
kept looking into my eyes and kept talking about my 
"virgin pussy" over and over while he thrust himself 
into me, and in a weird way it was as if he was somehow 
punishing me but at the same time trying to comfort me. 

Every so often, Ronald would stop for a moment, and then 
start back up thrusting himself into me, stopping and 
starting, over and over, kissing me and stroking my 
breasts, thrusting himself harder. And it is kind of 
hard to explain, but then in a way, that felt kind of 
inevitable I could feel him spasming inside me and 
suddenly I felt like I was wetting myself, and a couple 
of minutes later he got off me and said that I 
definitely was not a virgin anymore.

Afterwards, Ronald said he loved me in a very special 
way, but that we had better not tell my mom, because she 
might not understand, with the generation gap and all, 
and I felt so relieved that he felt that way about it, 
too.

Ronald promised to visit me every month to make sure I 
was adjusting well to living in a Dorm and not to 
hesitate calling him if I need anything.

I thanked him and waved as he drove off and I ran back 
up the stairs to my room to start unpacking.

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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
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