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This is adult fiction and if you are underage you will probably read it anyway! ------------------------------------------------------ A Snowy Saturday Night (m/f, first) By Lisa and Sharon Bill and Cheryl had been dating casually for over a year. They had met during their last year of high school, though they had gone to different schools and met only because of a regional function. They wound up attending the same college, though that was more the product of chance than choice. They dated occasionally, but there was nothing more serious be- tween them than that. They both enjoyed what dates they did have, and usually their evenings together included a parking session at the end. While they were very adept at steaming up the car windows, not to mention each other, nothing much ever really happened during these sessions. A typical event would involve a great deal of holding and kissing with Bill usually trying to grab a little feel of whatever he could, which was usually quite little. Bill would make a move towards Cheryl's breast and Cheryl would restrain him. Bill would casually glance against her breast while 'moving' his hand from one location to another, and since that was by 'accident', Cheryl wouldn't say anything. Bill's hand under her sweater was OK so long as it stayed on her back, even unclasping her bra was permitted. But should his hand attempt to migrate around to explore Cheryl's chest treasures and his hand was removed from its warm spot, her bra was refastened, and everything was back to square one. This did not mean that Cheryl didn't enjoy Bill's attentions. She enjoyed them considerably! She invariably went to her room after one of these sessions with her panties literally soaked through with her juices. And she was well aware of the effect she had on Bill. Often when they would embrace standing, she could feel his stiff cock pressing against her through their clothes. But being a 'good girl', she always forced herself to override her desire to let Bill touch her where he would, to do what they both really wanted. She repressed her desire to pull his cock into the open and touch and explore it. Bill was the product of a good Irish Catholic upbringing, and so was both totally obsessed and total- ly messed up regarding sex. Cheryl was raised in a good fundamentalist Christian home, and so was just as obsessed and even more messed up regarding sex than Bill was! They were both virgins, which didn't help their situation any either. As virgins they were both fascinated by, and afraid of, the opposite sex and the ultimate sex act and each lacked the experience to know quite how to resolve their mutual dilemma. Their freshman year passed in this state of mutual frustration and confusion. So too passed the first months of their sophomore year. If they dated more regularly, surely their situation would have come to some sort of head earlier. But everything in its own time. It was a snowy Saturday evening. Bill had just come through the cafeteria line collecting his allot- ment of Saturday evening slop. In the sparsely occupied cafeteria it was easy to spot Cheryl sitting at a table by herself. Bill went over and joined her. They soon finished their dinners, and since neither really had anything to do that evening Bill invited Cheryl back to his room to watch TV. The warehouse job Bill had secured over the sum- mer had paid enough to permit a few indulgences. A TV, a small refrigerator, a hot plate, and a few other goodies went a long way toward making the dorm room far more livable. Fortunately Bill's roommate, true to form, had gone home for the weekend so there was no worry about being disturbed. They piled some pillows at the head of Bill's bed, and fortified with some sodas and pretzels they settled in to watch TV. Bill and Cheryl actually watched TV for a while until, during some inane commercial, they put their sodas aside and began kissing. The intimacy of the dorm room brought a degree of relaxation to their make out session that had never quite been present when they had made out in a car. Also to be noted was the fact that campus maintenance had been having problems regulating the heat in the dorm. Accordingly, it was quite warm. Since Bill did not tolerate heat well, he had skinned out of his sweatshirt when the pair had come in leaving himself clad only in his jeans. Cheryl, of course, was appropriately attired though. Snuggling together on the bed, Bill soon had his hand under the back of Cheryl's top and had freed the clasp on her bra. As always the skin of her back felt wonderful. This time though, Cheryl was free to run her hands over Bill's naked torso. She loved the feel of his strong muscles under his skin. Their reclining position permitted much fuller and more intimate contact than a car seat every allowed. Their lengths pressing together, it was a very short while before Bill was grinding and pressing the hard swollen bulge in his jeans against the much softer and smaller bulge in Cheryl's. Her virgin pussy responded typically to the pressure on it and the rub- bing it was receiving from Bill's cock. Her snatch was very wet. Had she touched the crotch of her jeans she would have felt the dampness there, the result of her juices soaking through her pants as well as her panties. They kissed and dry humped for a while, both becoming very aroused in the process. Eventually Bill began to bring his hand around from Cheryl's back, over her side, and to the soft curving swell of the side of her breast. True to form, Cheryl began to remove Bill's hand from its new resting-place and restore the order of her garments. The gods must have smiled on Bill at that moment for he uttered what was probably the most timely and appropriate question he had ever voiced in his life up until that point. Looking into Cheryl's eyes he asked, "What's the matter Cheryl? Don't you trust me to love you without raping you?" Cheryl was stuck! Her "sex was dirty", "good girls don't", and "not until you're married" upbringing demanded that she stop. But if she stopped now it was the same as saying that she didn't trust him. And though her hormone charged, passion aroused, young body screamed, "Yes! Take me!", if she did allow Bill to go further would things get totally out of control? Since no decision would solve her dilemma, Cheryl opted for just that. She made no decision! She didn't say yes and she didn't say no. But more signi- ficantly, she didn't do anything further about removing the hand still cradling the side of her breast beneath her shirt. She just lowered her eyes and waited. After a moment, Bill lowered his face to hers and resumed kissing her. As she returned his kiss, his hand resumed its migration. From the side of her breast it moved forward rising over the swell of her rounded breast until his hand cupped her full ripe chest treasure. He could feel the hard nubbin of her nipple boring into his palm. The second his hand squeezed her breast and rub- bed over her nipple electricity seemed to shoot through her body. God his hand on her breast felt good! Cheryl hated herself for all those times she had stopped him before. All those times she could have been experienc- ing these delicious feelings and hadn't. She thrust her chest up against Bill's hand and squirmed in an attempt to extract more sensation from his touch. From cupping her entire breast Bill moved his hand so the just the tips of his fingers fluttered over her nipple. This brought a new and different range of sensations to Cheryl. As her breast delighted in his touch, Cheryl could feel new tensions in her cunt develop simultaneously. It felt SO good down there! She wiggled her pelvis and ground her crotch more fervently against Bill's solid cock bulge. All the while he was caressing her breast, Bill was kissing Cheryl. His tongue slipped in and out of her mouth and over her lips and tongue. He nibbled her lips gently and sucked on her tongue when she probed his mouth with it. The hesitation she had felt when she first permitted Bill his increased access to her had vanished. It reappeared though when Bill began to pull her shirt up in preparation to pulling it off over her head. "I want to feel your breasts against me when I kiss you," he stated matter of factly. The line wasn't exactly original. Bill had encountered it in some book when the hero used it in his effort to undress the heroine. Though a virgin, Bill avidly devoured every sexy story and every girlie photo spread he could get his hands on! The line worked though as Cheryl lifted herself slightly to permit Bill to slide her top over her head. Once off, it was a minor matter to lift her loosened brassiere away from chest. Cheryl was now topless. And she loved it! Bill and Cheryl again kissed furiously as their hands flew over each other. The contact of their taut, young flesh inflamed them both further. Bill broke their kiss and gazed at Cheryl's lovely young breasts. They were soft, full and rounded, with pink aureole surrounding pert nipples standing rigidly erect. Bill leaned over and extended his tongue. The light contact it made with Cheryl's nipple felt wonderful to them both. Bill loved the firm resilience of her breast's crowning glory, while Cheryl simply loved any and all contact with her breasts! Bill opened his mouth wider and sucked the entire crown of her breast into his mouth. He sucked firmly on her breast and let the mass of titty tissue slide in and out of his mouth. Cheryl moaned with pleasure. This was so good! She slid her hands from Bill's shoulders to his neck and crushed his head to her chest. Her chest bucked and her legs scissored wildly as she was overwhelmed by the intensity of the pleasure she was feeling. "Suck my titties. Oh, suck my titties." Over and over Cheryl quietly moaned these words as though some sort of mantra. Bill gladly complied! As his mouth left one breast and sought out its twin, his hand replaced his loving lips to knead Cheryl's resilient titty flesh and to pinch and pull the aroused, erect nipple. As he made love to Cheryl's luscious young breasts, Bill rubbed his incredibly stiff cock, still tightly encased within its jeans prison, against Cheryl's hot, wet snatch, still imprisoned within her own jeans. About now, a neutral observer might have observed a large wet circle on the front of Bill's jeans, formed by his copious pre-cum juices, and an even larger wet spot in the crotch of Cheryl's jeans where her girlish lubricating juices had lubricated their way right through her clothes! During his oral ministering to her breasts, Bill moved one hand down to Cheryl's crotch. He was amazed at how wet and hot she felt down there. The knowledge that he had his hand so close to her special girl place was overwhelming to him. Though he was unaware of it, the pressure of his hand on her jeans clad pussy was directly on her aroused clit. And while Cheryl was initially unaware that it was now Bill's hand that was creating the pressure on her cunt, she soon realized that Bill was touching her down there rather than dry humping her. That his hand had ventured into previous- ly forbidden territory momentarily took her aback, but she soon dismissed her concerns in light of the wonder- ful sensations he was drawing from her cunt. Bill had always dreamed about being with a girl and about getting to see her naked body and touch her soft, smooth naked flesh. This evening with Cheryl had already been more than he had ever dreamed possible. But the evening was not over yet! The constriction of his cock within his tight jeans finally got to him and Bill got off the bed. Unfastening his jeans, Bill stripped off his pants and briefs. Freed from its confinement, Bill's cock thrust out in front of him. For the first time in his adult life, Bill was naked in front of a girl! Though he was nervous, his state of extreme arousal overrode his nerves. Cheryl's eyes bugged! She certainly had not anticipated this move on Bill's part. While her education had certainly exposed her to Michelangelo's David, she was totally unprepared for the massive column of flesh thrusting out from Bill's thick mat of black pubic hair! Even less prepared was she for Bill's sitting next to her and commencing to unfasten the belt to her own jeans! With uncertainty, and no small degree of fear, in her eyes, Cheryl put her hand on Bill's stopping him. "You said you trusted me to love you and not rape you," Bill reminded her. "Have I done anything at all to hurt you or that you haven't wanted me to do or that you haven't liked?" Cheryl could only acknowledge that there was indeed nothing that had transpired thus far that was against her will or which she had found unpleasant. She removed her hand from his and, with a small smile of trust, permitted him to resume loosening her remain- ing clothing. Her jeans loosened, she lifted her hips to aid Bill's denuding of her very pretty, very aroused teenage body. Down her legs and off went her jeans and panties. Now Cheryl was as naked as he was! He had seen naked women in girlie magazines, but here was a real, unretouched, naked girl just inches from him! Bill couldn't believe how good Cheryl looked naked. If he could pass a law right then and there it would be that she could never wear clothes again! Her long soft brown hair fanned out over his pillow framing her lovely features. Her body was long and sleek, her breasts full and round. At the base of her belly was a lush, dense crop of fur. Her long legs tapered downward below her wonderful pussy. She was absolutely delicious! With typical female insecurity regarding her body, Cheryl was at first afraid that there might be something wrong with her. But as she watched Bill study her with nothing short of adoration in his eyes, and as he began to tell her how beautiful he thought she was, her insecurity vanished. It pleased her to know that he thought she was pretty and desirable. Bill lay next to Cheryl and they resumed kis- sing, but their exchange was now on a new and higher level of passion and intimacy. The press of flesh against flesh brought a sense of closeness that neither had ever experienced before. This was not merely making out. Their togetherness embodied something previously absent. There was a love present in their lovemaking. Each was warmed and pleased by the other, and wished to please in return. As they kissed, Bill's fingers traced light feathery patterns over Cheryl's warm, soft body and she stroked the smooth muscled hardness of his. Cheryl could feel Bill's erection resting against her thigh and she reached down and took it into her hand. As Bill's hand roamed over her ripe young body, it invariably wound up caressing the nest of fur at her delta. The two young lovers began an inquisitive and passioned exploration of each other's genitals. And both were thrilled with their new discoveries! Cheryl was amazed that Bill's enormous and fearsomely erect penis felt incredibly velvety and smooth to the touch. While as an entity Bill's cock was incredibly hard, it was not the sort of hardness that one might find in say, a cold piece of steel. Instead there was a unique resilience to his cock more akin to hard rubber. But regardless of its tensile attributes, Cheryl had no doubts that Bill's erection was more than adequate to burrow its way deep into her untried vagina. Oddly enough, despite her years of family and church indoctrination and to all their talk regarding the 'appropriate' times and places for sexual rela- tions, the thought of Bill filling her with his manhood was not altogether abhorrent to her. She had at times pondered if Bill might be the man with whom she might spend the rest of her life, but now her mind focused upon if Bill might be the man to whom she would sur- render her virginity. And for the first time in her life, marriage and sexual relations assumed separate and distinct places in her mind. Nothing he had ever felt before was as mysterious, as wonderful, as erotic, or as exciting as Cheryl's pussy. The simultaneous sensations of heat, wetness, and softness that Bill received while stroking Cheryl's most intimate female folds were totally with- out parallel in his short life. Bill felt as though if he were to lie there forever stroking Cheryl's pussy that he still could not get enough of her wonderful, exotic sexuality. Exploration of her full, passion engorged outer folds alternated with exploration of her hot, slick inner lips. Occasionally Bill's finger would press against Cheryl's outer lips forcing then to part before the pressure and accept his digit into the tight tunnel of her unused cunt. Then his hand would withdraw and slip through her wet sex trough and up over the throbbing bud of her aroused clitoris. The net effect of this mutual genital manipu- lation was that both Bill and Cheryl were becoming ever increasingly excited. As they shifted about on the bed, they released their grasp on each other's genitals and clutched each other tightly. Since Bill's large, pro- truding organ had to go somewhere it slipped between Cheryl's thighs and nestled into the groove of her girl slit. The squirming of their hips slid Bill's cock along Cheryl's pussy folds and ground the shaft of his erection against the swollen bud of her clit. Both Bill and Cheryl were thrilled with this newest manifestation of sexual delight. They hunched and thrusted against each other desperately trying to maximize the thrills created by their sexual contact. Finally Cheryl could stand this no longer. The touch of Bill's penis against her vulva was created an ever increasing ache and emptiness deep within her. She rolled from her side onto her back urging Bill onto her. She spread her legs wide apart and cradled Bill's body in the open hollow created by her open thighs. "Fuck me honey," she panted. "Put your big fucking pecker in me!" Bill was both shocked and thrilled. Cheryl had always seemed the type of girl who wouldn't say shit if she had a mouth full of it! And now she was calling on him to take her virginity in the basest of terms. But Bill was also not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. Looking a gift girl in the cunt might be another matter entirely though! "Are you sure?" Bill inquired. "Yes, damn it! Get that lovely cock in me!" Cheryl moaned. "But please be gentle," she added. Bill certainly was not about to wait to be asked twice! He held his thrusting erection by the shaft and began to rub his cock head up and down the length of Cheryl's hot pussy slowly and gently. The head of Bill's cock quickly picked up moisture from the flood of juices dribbling from Cheryl's pussy. Once moistened his cock slid between her girl folds even more easily. As Bill stroked, Cheryl's pussy lips began to spread to accommodate Bill's cock between them. The sensation of her cunt lips spreading themselves against and around the head of his cock was simply incredible and might easily have been sufficient to trigger Bill's orgasm were he not deliberately trying to hold back his release. Thinking that a well-pleased girl is a girl who will agree to future fun and games, he certainly didn't want to spoil her pleasure by cuming too early! With the head of his cock and the foremost sec- tion of his cock shaft well lubricated with Cheryl's copious juices, Bill changed the angle of his cock to Cheryl's pussy and lowered his cock head so that it aligned with the opening to Cheryl's virgin cunt hole. Now the up and down movements of Bill's cock became far smaller and more controlled as the purpose shifted from lubrication to settling into the opening to Cheryl's love grotto. The lips of her pussy spread before the inward pressure of his cock, parting to permit access for Bill's phallus to the tender, tight tunnel beyond. Slowly Bill's cock slid beyond Cheryl's lush outer lips to contact and spread the tighter lips of her inner fold. These too parted before Bill's invad- ing penis, for the first time opening to permit a man to enter. Cheryl was a mass of small movements. Her thighs flexed and slid against Bill's flanks, her hands roamed over his back scratching his flesh and holding his body close to hers, and her face was buried into the base of Bill's neck where she made soft whimpering and moaning sounds. These sounds were not born of pain though, but of pleasure! As Bill's thick hardness wormed its way into her, Cheryl did slow the progress of her defloration slightly to permit herself a chance to adjust more easily to the girth of the lovely column of male flesh pressing into her untried depths. The slow, steady stretching of her cunt flesh to accommodate the enormity of Bill's member was certainly a new sensa- tion, an odd feeling, but certainly not the horrendous, agonizing ordeal that she had been led to expect. The church biddies who spoke of "patiently enduring a man's lust" and "a woman's ordeal" were most definitely full of it! Inward his cock would slide a bit, then he would pause, then back off slightly before the next inward thrust. Two steps forward, one back. But the overall effect was that bit by bit, more and more of Bill's cock was working its way into Cheryl's incredibly tight young cunt. Cheryl knew that Bill's patience and gentleness was to a great extent responsible for the joy she was experiencing in her first fuck and in her heart she acknowledged and appreciated his considera- tion of her. Bill's penetration of Cheryl's cunt halted when suddenly he could go no further. Cheryl winced at the pressure and the slight discomfort she felt. Three quarters of Bill's cock was still outside Cheryl's body so this certainly couldn't be the limit of her cuntal capacity. It was the physical sign of her virginity: her hymen. At first the pressure of Bill's cock against her cherry was too uncomfortable and she asked him to wait a bit. The delightful pressure of Cheryl's cunt flesh wrapped around the foremost portions of his cock was heaven for Bill and he certainly didn't mind taking a moment and simply relishing the feel of her cunt on him. But there was work to be done and Bill soon made another assault on Cheryl's fleshy barrier. Bill's second thrust was halted at the same point as the first though the discomfort Cheryl experienced was signifi- cantly less. Her cunt was adjusting to the presence of Bill's cock. Her cherry too was stretching slowly against the pressure applied by Bill's pecker. Bill's third attempt was marked by his backing off a bit more than before, thrusting a bit harder than before, and unlike before, this third attempt succeeded in forcing past Cheryl's cherry. Overwhelmed by superior force, her cherry was swept aside never again to impede the entry of a lusting male member to the luscious cunt cave beyond. Cheryl stiffened and issued a slight yelp as Bill's cock blasted her cherry to ruins. The sensation was certainly more than a pinch, but still far short of the body and soul rendering to which she had heard losing one's cherry compared. The steady insertion of Bill's cock into Cheryl's cunt resumed. Now that the tight muscles at the opening of her cunt had had the chance to adjust to Bill's girth, and the stubborn barrier of her cherry had been eliminated, the progressive journey into Cheryl's depths seemed much faster and easier. Bill still took it slow and easy for her sake, but progress now was a slow, steady slide into her un- touched reaches. Soon Bill again found that he could progress no further, but this time there was a far more solid pressure against the head of his dick. His balls were also pressed against Cheryl's body and his rich, black pubic hair was grinding against her soft, brown furry mat. Bill was all the way into her! Cheryl loved the delicious fullness of Bill's cock in her cunt. The grinding of the base of his cock against her clit was doing much to restore the lust and passion she had felt earlier and which had dissipated somewhat during her transformation from virginal girl to loved, and loving, woman. Their passion fired genitals ground together as their pel- vises twitched and writhed, stirring Bill's manly pestle in Cheryl's sweetly honeyed mortar grinding out something both very old and ancient and very new and special. The young lovers kissed deeply and desper- ately as they clutched each other. The phrase "two became one" was certainly never truer physically than at that moment as Bill and Cheryl sought to lose themselves in the other's fevered, inspired flesh. Though Cheryl's wide spread legs had locked themselves around Bill's middle, Bill still had enough maneuvering room to commence withdrawing his long, hard cock from its delightful confinement within Cheryl's cunt. Slowly it slipped from her tightly clasping cunt leaving an almost forlorn emptiness in its wake. Cheryl groaned as this magnificent new plaything was taken from within her. Bit by bit, inch by inch, Bill's cock slid outward. Cheryl's cunt lips rippled along the length of Bill's shaft in a desper- ate, but futile, attempt to keep his cock where it belonged: inside her! Just as the exiting movement of Bill's cock brought the slightly greater girth of his cock head into contact with Cheryl's clasping pussy lips, his outward movement ceased. Immediately the pressure reversed and Bill's cock began to slide back into Cheryl's hot, tight cunt. The pussy lips that had so ineffectively prevented Bill's cock from leaving her hole now folded inward against the driving pres- sure of Bill's cock rippling along his cock shaft as he reinserted himself into her. The slow, steady, deliberate driving of Bill's cock into Cheryl's twat brought none of the discomfort, or encountered none of the delays his first entry had. Instead Cheryl delighted in the feeling of his cock physically entering her and rejoiced in its return to fill the emptiness left in its absence. She rocked her hips and wriggled her cunt lips against Bill's hardness as she sought to wring every bit of pleasure from this wonderful male shaft within her. She moaned with the pleasure of his entry and squirmed her chest against his, luxuriating in the sensation of her breasts rubbing against Bill's chest and her rigid nipples boring into his body. She couldn't believe how incredibly wonderful sex was. Soon Bill had assumed a slow, rhythmic movement of his cock in and out of Cheryl's magnificent cunt. He had never experienced anything as wonderful as the sensation of his cock slipping in and out of Cheryl's beautiful, young body. Likewise, Cheryl had never felt as glorious as she did right now with this hand- some, virile young man hard with desire for her and filling her most secret woman places with his manhood. The pulsing of Bill's cock in and out of Cheryl's clutching hole slowly but steadily drove the young lovers to greater and greater levels of passion. They would attempt to lose themselves in each other, pressing together every bit of the flesh. Then they would separate as Bill raised himself on his arms and the two found themselves connected only at their genitals. They both looked down the length of their bodies and marveled at the sight of Bill's cock entering Cheryl's luscious twat, then exiting, then repeating the cycle over and over. Bill's cock shined with the film of Cheryl's love juices that coated it. Taking his sturdy cock by its shaft, Bill al- lowed his entire length to slip from the confines of Cheryl's pussy. He would then thrust forward driving the head of his cock into her along with an inch or so of the shaft. Then he would pull his dick from her. Over and over, just the head of his cock would slip into her beautiful, clutching pussy. Though she missed the wonderful feeling of fullness she derived from having all his cock within her, this 'mini- fucking' she was receiving was fantastic in its own way. Her cunt lips felt as though they were on fire they felt so hot. But it was a fire she never wanted put out it felt so damn good! Just when Cheryl felt as though she might climb out of her skin from the pleasure of Bill's cock head slipping in and out of her, Bill drove the entire length of his dick into her depths. Cheryl moaned and delivered a rain of little kisses over Bill's face and neck. His cock felt SO good! Several long, deep thrusts the full length of her clasping love tunnel, and then a series of short little jabs into her lush wet pussy with just his cock head. Over and over the pattern repeated. From their greatest and most full exchange of love and sharing, to the reduction of their sex play to its most basic levels with all sensation stemming from the few square inches of flesh where their bodies joined, Bill and Cheryl revealed in each level of their intercourse. Their delight and passion grew steadily as they loved and lusted with each other. As their arousal grew, so too did the pace of Bill's impailment of Cheryl increase. Sexual playtime gave way to a serious, intense fucking. Powerful, determined strokes drove Bill's cock all the way into Cheryl's pussy. Their breathing and blood pressure rose as Bill's cock pounded into Cheryl's cunt faster and faster, harder and harder. Sweat ran down Bill's back and off his chest. It ran down between Cheryl's ripe full breasts and down over their locked genitals. Their worlds became smaller and smaller, reduced to a point where all that mattered was their desperately needed sexual release. Closer and closer they came to that magical goal until Bill drove his swollen, hard cock as firmly into Cheryl's welcoming depths as he could. His body spasmed as waves of orgasm swept over him. His cock, locked deeply within Cheryl's cunt, pulsed and squirted as jet after jet of his thick white cum shot into Cheryl's soft, warm body. The grinding of the base of Bill's cock shaft against her clitty was enough to satisfy her physical requirements, and the joy and fulfillment she felt at receiving Bill's love and making him cum satisfied her emotional requirements. Cheryl closed her eyes, threw back her head, and locked her arms and legs around Bill as a final nudge of her clit against his cock set off barrage after barrage of fireworks that turned her body inside out and back again. Their post-orgasmic unconsciousness slowly faded and the two lovers gradually returned to Earth. Slowly they became aware of Bill's cock shrinking and slipping from Cheryl's cunt. Then they became aware of Bill's weight upon Cheryl's body. Then they became aware of the major wet spot they were lying in and which was chilling rapidly! They ducked into the bathroom for a quick shower that included a little washing and a great deal of kissing and fondling. A quick flip of the mattress and change of bed linen and the two lovers settled in to- gether for a night of watching the snow fall outside and for kissing and cuddling inside. Before going out for breakfast the next morning, Bill and Cheryl greeted the new day with another bout of lovemaking. The rest of the day found them playing in bed together naked. They explored the glories and mysteries of the other's body. They discovered that lips were for more than kissing and that kissing could be done with more than lips. The following Friday Bill's roommate removed himself from campus for the weekend. Five minutes later Bill and Cheryl had removed themselves to his room, removed every stitch of their clothes, and com- menced removing themselves to new worlds of intimate sharing where they spent the entire weekend. Some weeks later they also discovered that though each had planned to defer any thoughts of marriage until well after graduation, a third party required a major and early modification of that plan. But they agreed that if conceiving a child was accom- panied by a weekend as wonderful as their first, then they could well wind up hoping for eighty or ninety kids! ooo We hope you have enjoyed this, our fourteenth literary effort. Please feel free to convey comments and sug- gestions to us at BYMSAP@aol.com. You can also find our other literary efforts AT: /~Kristen/bymsap/ Lisa & Sharon ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. They should be outside playing in the sun, not thinking about adult situations. Do your part to make our world a little safer. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~