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My First Semester at College Ch. 01

By: SuzEEE



Hey it's me, Suzy, again. 

If you've been reading my prior stories, you've already read about me giving my first blow job, eating my first cum, and my first time going all the way. While I probably wouldn't have admitted it at the time, by the time I graduated High School I WAS a total cum slut.

Like you've also likely already read, after that first time I gave head to my boyfriend, I realized that I loved cock. Within a few weeks of that I'd eaten my first load of cum, and I took to it like a duck to water. Like I said, after I swallowed that first load I couldn't help myself. I had to have cum, and within a week or so I must have converted the little guilt I still must have been feeling to the horny feeling I still get today when I think of sucking cock and eating a nice warm, gooey load of cum. 

I'd probably have happily gone on just doing oral, maybe forever, if I hadn't decided to treat my boyfriend and "go all the way" for a graduation present. After that first time at my friends cabin, we both graduated and got summer jobs. We still saw each other at least 3-4 times a week, and fucked "properly" about half of those (Although I'd almost always beg him to finish in my mouth, and he usually would comply). By mid-June there was no more discomfort, and by the 4th of July I was actually enjoying "straight sex" enough to initiate. Some time in there we got into the habit of either 69'ing, or having him eat me to a small orgasm first, and then getting down to business. It was even better that way, as I'd often cum again, usually harder, once he entered me. By the end of July this series of progressions had me coming on him as he fucked me with his hard, condom covered cock, at least once, almost every time we "did it." A few times I even got off two or three times before he came. Now THAT was cool! 

And then college started, and I moved away to my school, and he moved away to his. I had a cramped old dorm room that I shared with another girl, Lisa. The dorm sucked, but Lisa was cool. She was a sophomore, so she was able to show me the campus, and tell me what classes to take, who to avoid, etc. It was all new and exciting, and I was enjoying myself, but I was horny . . . all the time. 

I'd tried since before graduation to convince myself that I loved my boyfriend, and I DID miss him. But I missed his cock and cum more than I missed him personally. He came down to see me for a weekend and Lisa was good enough to stay out most of the time while we holed up and sucked and fucked like bunnies, but then he was gone again, and again I needed a nice hard cock to suck and a nice warm, gooey load of cum to eat.

Lisa and I had talked about sex before, and we really talked about it after that weekend. She couldn't believe that I really liked sucking cock, she said she did it only if she "had to," and she was incredulous that I would actually swallow cum, let alone enjoy it. She said I was the only girl she knew that liked "that," and that if word ever got out, there would be a line of guys at our door a mile long. She also confessed that she'd not really been asleep when I'd come in late Saturday night, and she had laid in her bed listening to my boyfriend and I fucking and sucking.

Then she learned that I wasn't on the pill, and she freaked. She literally dragged my ass over to the clinic to get my prescription, and insisted that I begin immediately. I assured her that I always made my boyfriend wear a rubber. And besides, you can get pregnant from eating cum. She insisted that condoms can break, and that if a cock was ever going inside me again I needed a "back-up" plan.

Now when I got to college I was already about 5 lbs overweight (OK, probably more like 10), but I thought my boobs were so big that the average weight didn't apply to me, as they had to weigh 5 lbs each. Thing was, the pill also made me gain weight, so within a month I'd gained another 5+ lbs, and by the time I went home for Christmas, I'd put on about 10 more lbs. I can't blame it all on the pill I guess, as I was also eating lots of stuff I probably shouldn't have (besides cum). On the plus side, it also made my boobs grow more. After the second week on the pill, I was using the last set of hooks on the band of my bra, and it was still snug. When Lisa saw me getting dressed one day she informed me that my bra was clearly the wrong size, and insisted that we go get me fitted properly as soon as I was out of my afternoon class. 

Lisa took me out to the west side of town, to a store called the Bra Boutique, and the old woman there (with huge boobs herself) measured me what seemed like a dozen different ways, before upgrading my 32DD to a 34F/FF. At first I was mortified, thinking anything bigger than a DD that you could buy at the mall, must be freakishly big, but Lisa assured me that guys didn't know the meaning of too big when it came to boobs, and those that thought so, had just never been with a big bobbed girl. I've since found that to be true. Ahh, my friend Lisa, wise beyond her years. 

The new bra was so comfortable that I didn't even mind that it made most of my tops fit kinda tight, and the guys I met didn't seem to mind either.

Lisa had also tried to talk me into cheating on my boyfriend for the first few weeks after his visit. She said I had to know that he was chasing other girls at his school, and that I should do the same. She even had a couple of the guys she brought over tell me how they had a friend who really wanted to meet me. I also had a couple guys a week asking me out between classed, but I always politely declined, saying I already had a boyfriend.

Horny as I was, I just couldn't bring myself to even go to dinner or the movies with someone else. Then the third or fourth Sunday after his visit, I called my boyfriend and some squeaky voiced bitch, who said her name was Heather, answered his phone. She said he was in the shower, and she'd be glad to take a message. I told her no thanks, hung up, and burst into tears. I was still crying when Lisa walked in, and when I told her what had happened she hugged me and told me it was OK. When I was all cried out, she told me that I probably didn't want to hear it, but she knew my boyfriend was cheating on me, but that I ought to get back on the horse, and go have some fun. She also said she knew just the guys. I told her I didn't know, but she just told me to go shower and she'd find us something to wear, and take care of everything. 

When I got out of the shower, Lisa was all tarted up, in a yellow spaghetti strapped top and mini-skirt and there was my short royal blue, tie-neck, sun dress and black heels on my bed. "Put it on hun" Lisa said, "the guys will be here any minute." I headed for my undies drawer, but Lisa stopped me. "Not tonight hun - we're going commando" she giggled, pulling up her skirt to flash me her hairy crotch. 

"Look" I said "I just wanna get some panties" I protested.

"Trust me," Lisa said, "just put on the dress.

I reluctantly complied and was just doing the strap on the second shoe when there was a knock at the door. I stood up to avoid accidently flashing my pussy to whoever was there, and as I did so Lisa flung the door open. There stood Jeff, the guy she'd brought back to the room last Wednesday night, and a guy who introduced himself as Wayne. Wayne was cute, a little taller than my now ex-boyfriend, and seemed nervous, which made him even cuter. He seemed to be having a hard time looking me in they eye, but was obviously trying. 

Jeff gave me one look and said "nice nipples Suzy" and he and Lisa burst out laughing, I looked down to see my hard as a rock nipples pointing out through my dress like I was a bronze statue. When I looked up at Wayne his face was beat red, and he looked away. I felt like I was going to cry again, but then I started laughing along with Jeff and Lisa instead. "Shower must have been colder than I realized" I giggled. More laughing. "But none of this would happen if Lisa would let me wear a bra" I exclaimed in mock outrage, and this time even Jeff laughed.

After some small talk, the guys escorted us to Jeff's car, a big old 4-door sedan, with a roomy back seat. Wayne sat on one side, I sat on the other, and neither of us said a word, as Lisa did all the talking while Jeff drove. Lisa said my cheater ex-boyfriend had just broke my heart, so everyone was to be extremely nice to me all night, and I almost cried again. Then Lisa told Wayne that if he played his cards right Suzy might even make you a revenge fuck. Both Wayne and I blushed at that. Before Lisa could say anything else to make someone feel uncomfortable, Jeff asked if we were hungry. Lisa said no, lets just go dancing. Jeff said sure and soon we were at a club. Wayne was on his best behavior, and offered me his arm as we crossed the parking lot. I took it, and noticed he was stiff as a board. He was just as uncomfortable with this as I was. I wondered why he was even doing this.

Once inside we sat at a table in the corner, and Wayne offered to get me a drink. Lisa told him she wanted a piña colada, and I'd have the same. I'd never drank in a real club before, and wondered if I'd get in trouble, but then Wayne was back and I was sucking on the sweet milky treat. Jeff took Lisa out to the dance floor, and Wayne drank his beer as he patiently waited for me to finish my drink. It had been 3 or 4 songs, and Lisa still wasn't back, so I drank the other half of her's too.

Finally, after 5 or 6 songs, Wayne asked me if I wanted to dance. The next couple songs were fast, and I could feel my big braless boobies bouncing around in my dress as we danced, but I had a nice buzz on and was finally starting to feel a little better, so I didn't really care. Then they played a slow jam, and Wayne pulled me in close and we just hugged and swayed there on the dance floor. It felt nice to be held close by a man, and Wayne liked it to. I knew because I could feel it, literally, right against my tummy. We stayed just like that for the next song too, and then Wayne slowly lead me back to our table with me in front, and him and his hard cock rubbing against my ass the whole way.

Once back at the table, he sat down first, and asked if I wanted to sit on his lap. I looked down, and said, "if I do, you may never be able to walk out of here." He laughed and I did too, and I sat next to him. We talked a little about where we were from, what we were studying, etc. Then he suddenly got serious and told me, that he'd seen me around, and had wanted to ask me out, but figured I was out of his league. (that made me feel pretty good - I didn't even know I was in a league) He didn't know I was the girl he was going to see that night, he was just doing Jeff a favor. So when the door opened and I was the girl he was going out with, he was shocked, and kinda freaked out. He then looked me right in the eyes and said, "I'm really sorry about . . . everything" I thought I was going to lose it and start crying again, so I just hugged him tight and buried my face in his shoulder.

"Thank you" I whispered in his ear, and he just hugged me back tighter. 

It felt so good. So secure. So warm. I laid my woozier head on Wayne's shoulder and ran my fingernails up and down his back. Damn, he had broad shoulders. . . and a nice long back. I was beginning to feel good again, and my mind drifted to his cock. I knew he liked me, I'd felt it. I wondered what it looked like. And what it felt like. And how it tasted. Oh my God that though made my mouth water, and suddenly I was getting wet just hugging this guy I'd just met, and thinking about his cock.

About that time Jeff and Lisa came back, and asked how we were doing. I looked up at her and smiled and told her "just fine." She looked at her drink, nodded and smiled, then said, "well we're almost ready to go, just a couple more songs, OK?" I said fine, and she dragged Jeff back out to the dance floor. 

Wayne asked if I wanted to dance anymore, and I said, I was fine just like I was. He chuckled and said "you have no idea." I laughed at that too. Then pulled him closer, laid my head back on his shoulder and resumed my pondered naughty thoughts as I absent mindedly stroked Wayne's back with my nails until Jeff and Lisa came back. When they finally walked up, Wayne quickly pulled his hands off my ass. I don't really remember him groping me, but I sure remember him jerking them away, like he was caught with his hands in the cookie jar. Lisa shot me a knowing glance, and Jeff just looked at Wayne and shook his head. 

Lisa grabbed me and said we needed to go to the ladies room before we left, and I reluctantly went along. Once there, she asked me if I liked Wayne. I told her he was nice, and she asked "are you gonna do him?" I'm sure I blushed as I told her I wasn't sure. She said she thought I should. A good fuck was just what I needed. I wasn't so sure, and was about to tell her so when she said, "well Wayne's tent must have deflated by now," and lead me back to the guys, who met us near the front door.

Then we were in the car on the way home, and this time, I was snuggled up with Wayne, more on his side than even in the middle. The whole time I just closed my eyes and imagined freeing his cock, and then licking and sucking it. How it would feel. How it would taste. How long it would take me to make him cum. My little fantasy had me going so good that I was almost drooling out of both sets of lips.

When we got back, Lisa said, "well thanks guys, that was just what we needed" Jeff said, "what, not even a goodnight kiss?" and Lisa said "well, maybe Wayne can help Suzy back to our room, and once they're gone, who knows." Wayne said, he'd be glad to, and began helping me out of the car. I wasn't really drunk, and could have gone alone, but was happy to have Wayne coming with me. About half way there, I realized we'd be alone in my room and that sobered me up a bit. Was he going to want to come in? Should I invite him in? Would I give him a goodnight kiss? Would I give him more? My head started swimming, just as we got to the door, and I struggled to get out my key and open it. Wayne put his hand on mine, and helped me turn the door knob, and then I just leaned up and kissed him as we kinda fell through the door.

Oh my God he was a good kisser, better than what's-his-name, and so forceful. He groped my ass, and this time I knew it, as I ground myself against him, feeling his hardening cock against my tummy again, as each of our mouths explored the others. Finally I pulled away to catch my breath and he immediately let go of me and began saying, "I'm sorry . . . so sorry . . . I shouldn't have done that."

I looked up at him, almost hurt, and said, "you don't have to be sorry, I want this," and then I leaned up and began kissing him again. We made out for what seemed like ever, him rubbing my bare ass through my short dress, my squirming my body against his, loving the feel of his hardness against me as we kissed. Finally he pulled back, picked me up, carried me to my bed and laid me down on my back. Then he slowly and deliberately pulled down the top of my dress, exposing the tops of my cleavage. Then my right nipple popped out and he immediately put his mouth on it. 

I could feel my clity tingle as he sucked my tittie, and then his hand was groping the other nipple too. I just laid back, panting, enjoying the feeling of my breasts being ravaged by this new guy, who was now alternating his mouth from one boob to the other, and muttering "so good," "so beautiful," "so perfect," as he devoured my chest.

Ultimately, I got his shirt off, and then pulled myself up and kissed him deeply again, smashing my now hard slobbery nipples against his bare chest. Wow, that felt nice. I rolled him over on his back and sat up, my ass on his tenting crotch, my big boobs hanging above him. Then he sat up too, burying his face in my chest. I grabbed the back of his head and held him tight to my cleavage, until I was sure he was going to suffocate, but when I released him, he just kept licking and kissing and sucking my breasts, all over. It was fun, but I also was feeling his cock through his pants, and from the gnawing feeling in my stomach I knew I had to have his cock. I maneuvered our intertwined bodies to the edge of the bed and then I reluctantly climbed off him standing next to the bed.

"Are you OK?" he sweetly inquired, and I just smiled and nodded my head. I wanted him to sit up, so I could kneel between his legs and give him head, but he had other ideas it seems. He also stood, then he grabbed my upper arms, and sat me down on the edge of the bed, my bare chest and hard nipples making my clity throb as his crotch stared invitingly at my face. I reached for his pants, and he quickly assisted, shucking his pants to below his knees in a matter of seconds. He was wearing black bikini briefs, and the top couple inches of his beautiful, pre-cum drooling, cock, was sticking up above the thin waist band, the straining shaft doing all it could to pull away from his lean body against the force of the stretched elastic. My cum hungry mouth flooded with saliva when I saw that, and I leaned in to devour him, when he stopped me. 

"Are you sure about this?" he asked.

I just smiled and leaned in, my tongue outstretched to lap up his leaking pre-cum.

"Mmmmmm" I moaned, nodding as I looked up at him, savoring his taste.

"Aaagghhhh" he groaned, and I encased the tip of his straining shaft in my wet little mouth. My swirling tongue loving the feel of his silky hardness as I hollowed my cheeks and sucked to see if I could get any more pre-cum out of him.

I pushed his undies down as I began slowly bobbing my mouth on his cock, gradually taking him deeper and deeper in my mouth until I could finally feel him against the back of my throat. Then I slowly expelled him entirely, leaning back a little to finally see all of him in the dimly lit room. Only by the light of the lamp on the study desk I could see him dimly, but it was enough to know that he was a little longer than my ex, and looked considerably thicker.

Wayne looked down and smiled at me and said "you like?"

I just licked my lips, nodded and next thing I knew I was slurping up and down his wonderful hard cock, enjoying the feel of it in my mouth. It definitely was fatter than my ex's, and I began flexing my thighs, to make myself cum as I ground my boobs against his bare thighs while I just went crazy on his cock with my mouth. When he started to moan I realized I too was moaning, around his hard thick shaft. Finally I could take no more, I had to taste his cum, and I told him so. I begged him to "cum for me," "To feed me his cum," to "hurry up and cum in my mouth," and I felt like such a slut doing it that my pussy began to spasm as I rammed his hard-on against the inside of my cheek, pressing it out in a way only a true cum slut can.

I kept nursing his lovely cock as I started to cum, when suddenly, he groaned "I'm gonna cum." 

I managed to get his head on the middle of my tongue, and just used the flat of my tongue to stroke the underside of his engorged dick, as I felt the first volley splatter against the back of my throat. Then another and another. My own orgasm was kinda distracting me, but was also becoming harder as I felt Wayne's fat hard cock cumming in my mouth. By the 4th or 5th shot, I had to start swallowing to make room, and he still gave me a few more spurts, as my own cum continued. Finally, my orgasm subsided and I pulled my mouth off his now deflating cock and looked up at Wayne.

"Damn, Suzy, that was the best blow job I've ever had - thank you." he said, and then, almost as an afterthought, he asked "can I do anything for you now?"

"That's OK, you just did" I said, a shit eating grin n my face.

He looked at me confused, and then his look changed to disappointment.


My First Semester at College Ch. 01



"What's the matter?" I asked.

"Nothing" he claimed, but I knew better, so I pressed him and he finally said that he understood if I didn't want to fuck him, since we'd just met an all, but that he had wanted to get his cock between my titties all night long, and had intended to do it when he sat me in front of him, but that I'd sucked him off so good that he totally forgot, and now he was afraid he might have lost his chance. I pushed my dress down my body and kicked it off, revealing my entire naked body to Wayne for the first time that night and told him to shut up and get in bed, which he did. It was a tight fit, with both of us in my little twin bed, but as he snuggled up to me, I felt so relaxed that I was out in a matter of minutes. I'd actually meant to fuck him before I drifted off, but next thing I knew I woke up about 4AM, needing to pee. When I got back Wayne had got up and was looking for his clothes, still by the light of the desk lamp.

I asked him where he was going, and he said it was late, and he'd better go.

I asked if he was gonna leave without his titty-fuck, and he looked at me incredulously and said "really?"

"Sure," I said, "just let me grab something," and I ran back in the bathroom, emerging with a towel and Lisa's bottle of massage oil. 

He looked me up and down and said "you are the most beautiful sexy girl in the world."

"You don't have to say that," I told him, "you're still gonna get some" I teased.

"No, I mean it" he insisted, and I think he did. (From the look of his now rigid cock, at least I knew he found me attractive)

I sat his still naked body on the edge of the chair at the study desk, and then poured some oil on his still growing cock. After liberally applying the oil in long stroking motions to his cock and balls, I splashed some more on my boobies, and began rubbing it in to my cleavage. He reached down his hand to help, and before long all 4 of our hands were slick with oil. I grabbed the towel and wiped my hands and then gave it to him to do the same, as I leaned in and smashed my slick titties around his still hard as a rock, greasy cock. I jerked him off with my big oily boobs real good, teasing him with little comments like: "is this what you wanted?". . . "Huh? you wanted to feel these big boobies on your big hard dick?". . . "you wanted to fuck my big boobs?". . . "is that what you were thinking about when we were dancing?" After a little of that, he was huffing and puffing and clearly trying not to cum already, as he involuntarily began thrusting his hips up and down as I continued to lift and drop my still crushed together breasts on his throbbing cock.

"Are you gonna cum for me hun?" I asked as sexy as I could.

"Oh my fuckin' God yesssss . . . but please . . . not yet" he begged.

"It's OK," I said, "just do it in my mouth again" I coaxed, opening my mouth and sticking out my tongue to lick the oozing tip of his greasy cock as he thrust it up through my crammed together cleavage.

"Ohhh fuuucccckkkkkk" he groaned, and I felt the base of his shaft throb down deep in my cleavage. Then his cock was spitting cum. The first shot grazed the side of my upper lip and splattered against my cheek, ear and hair as the next spurt was already flying. I'd let go of my boobs, and was reaching for his shaft and his whole cock was free as the second spurt splashed my upper lip and nose, and then I sunk my mouth down on him, and slurped out the remainder of his load, swallowing greedily as I noticed the strange taste of the massage oil mingled with his spunk as I did my best to look him in the eye and plead with him with my own eyes to "feed me more." 

Finally Wayne pulled my mouth off his still hard cock, and I licked my upper lip, savoring the remnants of his cum dripping from my nose and upper lip, as I felt the rest of his over spray run down the side of my head. He pulled my face to his, and kissed me - right on my cum glazed, cock sucking mouth, and said "now it's your turn."

Then I was in bed, on my back, and Wayne's mouth was between my legs. I bucked, and ground my hips, and pushed his head harder against me. He licked my clity and probed my pussy with his tongue, eating me like I'd never experienced before. I composed myself just enough to pant "condom?" to which he magically held up a foil pack, and resumed his oral assault between my legs. It seemed like he licked me forever, but I was actually probably cumming with in a minute or two. When I did start to get off, I pinched my thighs together forcing his face out, and begged him "Fuck me."

I didn't have to ask twice, as he was in me immediately. I figured he hadn't put on the rubber, and was glad I was on the pill until I looked down and saw he actually did have it on. I remember trying to wonder how he'd done that, but couldn't focus as wave after wave of orgasms crashed over my bouncing body. Then he leaned down and gently bit my still greasy nipple, as he continued thrusting into me. I was coming so hard I thought I was going to black out by the time he was chewing on my other nipple, and pinching the first. Gasping for breath, and still cumming, I was vaguely aware that I was making some strange noises, that I'd never heard before.

Finally Wayne slowed down, and I was able to catch my breath as my orgasms subsided. I must have looked a total wreck, my body glistening with cum, sweat and oil, my damp hair plastered to my forehead and neck as I laid there almost hyperventilating.

Wayne continued thrusting, slow, but hard, and I was meeting his thrusts with my own bucking and gyrations. He kept looking like he was going to say something to me, but then would just inhale a shallow breath and ram me harder. I must have been tight, as he was the fattest thing I had inside me to that point, and he was murmuring "so good.". . . "so tight.". . ."so beautiful." Over and over as he pounded my pussy, his eyes staring at my breasts as they bounced more with every thrust. I don't know how long we did that, but long enough that I was getting sore. When I noticed that I was getting tender down there I pushed his heaving chest and he immediately withdrew.

"I didn't hurt you, did I" he asked, genuinely concerned. 

I smiled and said, no, just wanted to switch positions, raising myself up on all fours.

Wayne was immediately behind me, pulling my pussy over his latex encased cock by my hips.

He was so deep, and it felt so good, and I forgot all about being sore, and just fucked back against him milking his cock with my cunt.

We continued with a slow fucking rhythm and then build speed, faster and faster. When I looked back over my shoulder at Wayne I could tell he was almost ready to cum. I'd normally have asked him to pull out and cum in my mouth, but before I could make my request I felt him cumming in me. He pushed in deep and stopped and I felt his cock throbbing. At least 6 times I felt his cock jerk and twitch deep inside me, and then he was catching his breath. After awhile I began fucking myself back on his still mostly hard, condom covered cock, and we continued to slow fuck like that for awhile after he was done cumming. Finally he pulled his now softening cock out, and I collapsed on my bed, wrapping my well fucked, naked body in my comforter. He laid beside me, on the edge of the bed and just sighed and closed his eyes.

No more than a minute later Wayne's eyes suddenly popped open and he looked at the clock, it was almost 6AM.

"Is that really the time" he asked.

"un-huh" I lazily replied.

"Oh my God, I'm gonna be late" he said in an almost panicked voice, as he scurried around the room and snatched up all his clothes.

Once dressed, Wayne came over to my bed, tucked my covers in, bent down and kissed my forehead, and said "Thank you Suzy, for a wonderful night."

"You know" I said, "you weren't a revenge fuck . . . I really did want this"

"I know" he said as he slipped out the door, locking it behind him.

A couple hours later Lisa finally came home, waking me just after 8:30 and in barely enough time to shower and make my 9:00 class. After class we talked and she told me that she coaxed Jeff into the back seat after Wayne and I left and gave him his goodnight kiss, and then some. She even went down on him a little bit. Then she had him take her to his place, to let me be alone with Wayne. She said when Wayne hadn't come back after 25 minutes she knew I was "gettin' some." And that was fine by her, because she "got some too," and according to Lisa, Jeff also really knew how to fuck!



My First Semester at College Ch. 02



Hi guys. It's Suzy, again. Back with more stories of what a cock craving cum slut I was in college. 

As you know from my earlier stories, I had a lot of firsts with my High School boyfriend, and then went to college where I met my room mate Lisa, who got me fucked good and proper on the night I discovered that my boyfriend was cheating on me. 

After that night with Wayne, he tried to make me his steady girl, and asked me out all the time. Lisa and I talked about it, and although he was a really sweet guy, and a great fuck, I decided that at that point in my life I didn't want to be tied down to just one guy. I think I probably broke his heart when I told him that I liked his cock and all, but I just didn't see us having a long term relationship. I blew him a time or two after that, but then he disappeared, and I never heard from him again.

In the meantime, I was becoming a bigger cum slut every day. Where before I'd turned down every guy that asked me out, after learning of my boyfriend cheating on me I wouldn't say no to anyone. I'd just have them take me for an ice cream cone, that I'd seductively lick and lap, and then we'd end up at their place, or mine, with their cock in my mouth spewing salty sperm that I greedily ingested and begged for more. Sometimes, my wish was granted, and they fed me another load quickly, and other times they were just so amazed that I actually loved sucking cock and eating a nice warm, gooey load of cum, that they made me work for it. Out of the dozen or so guys I blown by that October, only one could only feed me a single load, and a couple fed me three in under an hour.

Within weeks I'd apparently developed quite a reputation, and one day Lisa came to me to tell me about it. She said that more than one guy had asked her about me, and was I really an oral nympho. She told them I was most certainly not, being a virgin and all, and told them to fuck off. 

But later that day she asked me again if I really liked giving head. When I assured her I did, she again asked why. I really couldn't explain it, I just needed a nice hard cock to suck and a nice warm, gooey load of cum to eat whenever I could get it. It just felt so right when I had a dick in my mouth, and knowing how horny I was making the guy, and that his knowing I wanted him to cum in my mouth so I could eat his cum was going to make him even hornier. And thinking about that made me horny. Like, flex my own thighs and make myself cum, hands-free, horny. Plus, it was kind of a power trip too I guess, knowing that I could cause such ecstacy for a guy.

Then Lisa confessed that she'd had a couple guys tell her she was bad at giving head! 

I was astounded. I couldn't imagine any guy luck enough to have pretty little Lisa put their cock in her mouth could ever complain, but she insisted more than one had. As I asked her how she did it, I realized for the first time that I'd never really given much thought to my own technique. I'd just done what came naturally. As I listened to Lisa describe how she did it, nothing sounded out of place and I was at a loss to advise her. Finally I told her maybe she just needed more practice. She made a face and said maybe she should just give up.

A few days later she brought it up again, saying she'd tried to take my advice and "practice" on Eric (the guy she was seeing at the time) and had asked him the night before. Of course he readily agreed, and she did her best, even letting him ultimately finish in her mouth until she started to choke. When she was through coughing up his errant cum, she asked him how she did, and he said "fine" but in a way that she knew it wasn't. 

We discussed it for awhile and then Lisa said "I don't know, maybe you should just show me sometime."

I giggled, until I realized that she was serious. Then I thought about it, I was pretty sure any guy I brought back to the room probably wouldn't care if Lisa watched. But then I realized that she might want to try her hand at it too, and I wasn't so sure I'd be cool with her sucking my guy (even if he was just a one-night-stand) and as I sat there thinking about it Lisa added ". . . I mean on Eric, you know . . . he has a real nice cock . . . and he cums a lot . . . you like that, right?"

I couldn't believe it. My best friend was asking me to show her how to blow her boyfriend. It was surreal. I mean, Eric was a handsome guy, and all. And I'd be lying if I said I'd never thought of sucking him off, but this was a big request. The kind of thing only a slut would do. So naturally I agreed.

We decided to do it right then, so no one got cold feet, and she immediately went and called Eric. She said he seemed almost hesitant, but said he'd be over in about a ½ hour. Lisa put on the radio, and we nervously sat and waited for the next 20 minutes or so. My stomach felt like the time I had to give an oral report in front of the class back in 5th grade, and I was so close to calling it off, but then there was a knock at the door and Eric walked in.

"hey babe" he said, as he grabbed Lisa and kissed her deeply.

"oh, Hi Suzy . . . sorry I didn't see you there." he said, removing his grouping hands from Lisa's butt.

I just smiled and said "hi."

"So what's up babe?" Eric asked Lisa.

Lisa began, "well, you remember last night, when I was 'practicing' and . . ."

"Lis, are you sure you want to be talking about this?" Eric protested, awkwardly trying to discretely motion toward me.

Lisa giggled, and said, "Awww, hun, Suzy and I already discussed it, at length." more giggling. "You aren't embarrassed are you? Because I KNOW she isn't."

When she said that Eric looked like a deer in headlights, and he just stood there like a statue. 

It was then that I noticed the nice bulge in his jeans. I could almost watch it grow, as I realized he was staring over Lisa, and right at my chest. I thought about saying something, but though better of it and instead just invited him to sit down.

"So, what exactly were you two discussing?" Eric asked, not really directing the comment to either of us.

I think Lisa actually started to tell him first, but as she nervously trailed off I jumped in and tried to explain too. I remember lots of nervous giggling on both our parts, and we both kinda finished each other's sentences as we basically told him Lisa wanted me to help her learn to give better head.

When we finished there was silence, and then he asked, "You two are really serious about this?"

We were finally able to convince Eric that we WERE serious, and we all agreed that it would just stay among the three of us.

Then once again all of us were silent -- and I for one was pretty scared! Lisa and I were even afraid to look at one another, choosing instead to stare at the floor. I'm pretty sure Eric just continued to stare at my chest.

After several moments of uncertainty bordering on fear, I took it upon myself to kick things off. I got down on all fours, crawled over to Eric, pushed his legs apart and slowly slid my hands along his inner thighs. They felt wonderful, the tense muscle underneath his jeans.

"Let's see what you got, honey," I said, as I smiled up at him.

I glimpsed Lisa moving to my left, her face peering over Eric's left leg as I began to unbuckle his belt. Just touching his pants began to get me hot. Then, the sound of my unzipping his jeans in the breath held silence, really got me going. 

As Lisa undid the buttons on the front of her blouse, Eric lifted up to help me pull down his pants, then his boxers.

Eric had a nice cock, not the longest I'd encountered in my then brief time as a cum slut, but as it hardened I think it may have been as thick as any I'd seen at the time. I just remember being impressed as I stared at his engorging dick as he removed his shirt. 

"Just start slow and easy" I told Lisa, as I slid my hand up and down Eric's now bare leg. First with just my fingertips, then with my nails. Eric quivered and his growing cock bobbed with growing anticipation. Then I slid my hand down between his legs, and cupped his balls. Looking up at him licking my lips, I lightly fondled his balls, focusing on one, then the other. He just squirmed and moaned, his now almost fully hard cock bobbing before my face.

I was torn - I mean, I REALLY wanted to just devour the beautiful hard cock in front of me, but knowing I was there to teach Lisa, I somehow found the strength to tell her "OK, now you try."

Without hesitation Lisa moved in beside Eric, and planted her mouth onto his right nipple, sucking it into her mouth. Then she slid her hand up and down his chest and stomach until she reached his thigh, and finally to his balls. She cupped and cradled them like she done this before, and I remarked "very good, don't you thing Eric?"

"Uh huh" he panted.

Next, Lisa made an O-ring of her thumb and forefinger and lightly jacked the shaft of Eric's cock a few times. He jumped at her touch. There was a sly smile still on her lips. 

Then she moved her hand down to the base of Eric's cock and lowered her head. Her thin glossy lips planted the daintiest of kisses on his cock head, which caused it to jump a little. Then her tongue came out and delicately licked around the sensitive rim, causing him to shudder and groan. Just like I'd told her, she licked and slurped with her tongue like it was an ice cream cone melting in the summer heat. Finally, she lowered her head a bit more and engulfed his flaring head into her soft, wet, sucking mouth. 

She went down on him, tentatively at first, but as the minutes passed they both got into it a little more. Still, her efforts were obviously half-hearted. Lisa's basic strategy was to bob her head very shallowly on the end, never getting much more than the head into her mouth, as she stroked the shaft with her hand. She was almost machine like in her steady pace and repetitious movements. I knew Lisa was intent on doing her best, as I could see the muscles in her neck and jaw flexing as she bobbed. It was obvious that Lisa was a quiet, keep-your-head-down-and-suck type of cocksucker. She didn't stop to look up at Eric or talk or really do anything but bob up and down on his tip as she stroked him. I could also tell that Eric was trying to enjoy it, but it was clear that he would probably rather just pull Lisa's mouth off him, and jerk himself off.

Finally I had to intervene, and I asked Eric if something was wrong.

Not wanting to hurt Lisa's feelings he said, no, she's doing fine. But when I pressed, he finally said that her teeth were kinda hurting him. I was surprised, as he wasn't that far in to even make me think of that, but I guess the flexed jaw was really constricting her whole mouth.

At first I tried to politely tell Lisa to relax and maybe try some variety. I remember she looked scared and confused and when Eric let out an "ouch" as she apparently scraped him again with her teeth, she got frustrated and pulled up, saying "Why don't YOU just do it then!"

Never having turned down an invitation to suck a hard cock, I took her up on her offer, and moved back around in front of Eric and nudged Lisa out of the way. As I knelt down, I rubbed my big tits on Eric's inner thighs, making my already hard nipples tingle. As I crawled up to Eric on my knees I stuck my tongue out and lifted his cock with the tip of my tongue before opening my mouth and letting it slide inside. As I sucked Eric's cock with my entire mouth, doing my best to making him feel as though he was in a wet velvet vacuum chamber, I reached up and held his balls and rolling them in my hand as I blew him. I bobbed my head up and down, looking up at Eric with cum lust in my eyes, as I showed Lisa the correct way to do it. I twisted my mouth from side to side, making his cock head bulge from one cheek, then the other. All the while I flicked my tongue on the sensitive underside of his mouth encased cock. I sucked him slow and lazily. And then I sucked him furiously. I sucked on just his tip, and then I swallowed his whole shaft deep. And when I was done I did it all over again.

"Do you like that, Eric?" I asked, resuming my oral ministrations before he got a chance to respond with an grunted "un-huhhh"

"And I bet you like that too." I teased, before impaling my mouth on him and doing it again.

After several minutes of this, Eric's breathing was getting ragged and we were both getting kinda sweaty. 

Lisa was just standing behind Eric, looking down intently. (Or at least she was every time I looked up at Eric to plead with my eyes for him to cum in my mouth)

"She's a good cocksucker, isn't she?" Lisa whispered in Eric's ear as I swallowed his entire length again.

Eric gently pressed his hands on the back of my head as I did so, and I got ready for my reward. 

I heard Lisa take a deep breath and Eric suddenly released his grip on my hair and moaned, "SuzEEE, I'm gonna cum." 

I did not respond verbally, rather I just continued to suck on his swollen cock. It was not long before Eric started to spurt in my mouth. I just clamped my lips around his cock and concentrated on sucking all his sticky man goo into my mouth. Since he was obviously extra worked up he had quite a load, but I was able to swallow it all. 

When he finally finished Eric groaned, "You took it all. No one has ever sucked me off and swallowed. You took it all. Oh my God that was the best blowjob I've ever had. You are a one hell of a cocksucker." And then, apparently realizing that Lisa was still there he said, "You've gotta teach Lisa to do that."

"That's the plan." I said as I started up again working on his shrinking manhood. He went from fully hard, to half hard and back to fully hard in no time, and Lisa just continued to stare down at me the whole time.

(Later she told me that when she realized Eric had cum in my mouth, she was stunned, then mad at me, but then as she stared at me going nuts on Eric's cock with my mouth, that she wanted to make Eric respond the same way to her efforts, and watching me had given her a bunch of ideas on how to do it.)

With a nice load of yummy cum in my tummy, and a re-hardening cock in my mouth, my clity was buzzing, and I dropped one hand to Jill myself, as I continued sucking and slurping Eric's shaft. At the same time Eric reached down and began touching my boobs. Just, gently caressing the exposed tops at first, but eventually sliding his hands between my boobies and his thighs, and kneading and crushing them. When he began rolling and pinching my nipples, I began moaning on his invading manhood, on the brink of cumming myself.

As I continued to work on his cock, he muttered, "That's it babe, suck my dick." 

And I did. I put as much of him in my mouth as I comfortably could and sucked on him as hard as I could while slowly pulling up. When I got to just his head, I sucked as hard as I could and then pull off completely, making a loud wet smacking sound. I repeated this over and over, until he was good and slick again, and then I began to move faster on him. 

Eric continued to play with my tits, pinching and pulling my nipples and the attention to my tits got my pussy lubricating. It was making me hot. I tried to tease and drag it out, but got to the point that I just couldn't wait any more. I remember thinking if he came in my mouth again, I'd cum with him, but I was too close, and finally frigged myself good and came, screaming on his cock as I did.

I finally pulled his sobbery shaft from my mouth, panting to catch my breath, and Lisa said "God Suz, are you OK?" I nodded as I continued hyperventilating, and she said "Did you just cum?" I smiled and nodded again as I continued panting. I heard Lisa mutter "Wow. . ." and then she leaned down and impaled her mouth with Eric's lovely cock.

There was nothing tentative about her approach this time. As I finally caught my breath and began to watch, it was clear that Lisa was doing much better. She was still mostly bobbing her head, but only once in awhile was it shallow. She was varying her depth and pace, and clearly doing her best not to be repetitive. I knew Lisa was intent on improving, and she even tried to turn to the right and look up at Eric from time to time. I could also see her jaw open wide as she bobbed. 

After a few minutes of just watching I grinned and asked Eric "So, is she doing any better?" 

"Oh my God yesssss!" Eric hissed.

Lisa turned to the left and looked at me, and I winked at her, and she smiled around Eric's invading cock. Then she turned back to the right and looked up at Eric, with the same smile and twinkle in her eyes I'm sure.

I really need to cum again, Lis.", Eric said, a strained look on his face.

With that, Lisa raised up, Eric's cock making a popping sound as it pulled free of her mouth.

"I don't know." Lisa teased, "should I let him cum again?" she asked, looking at me?

"Hey, you're the one doing all the work Lisa, it's your call" I said

"Well, do you wanna help?", she asked.

"Are you sure" I heard myself say, and Lisa just grinned and nodded.

"OK, how are we gonna do this?" I asked, not really directed at either of them, and Lisa said, "Eric stand up."

He did, and I crawled backward a bit, as Lisa scampered over to kneel next to me.

Eric positioned himself between us, and looking up at him smiling Lisa said "You are so big, and it's so hard." Then she looked at me and said "lick his balls" as she licked all over Eric's satiny cock head and then took his top 4" in her open mouth. She closed her lips around him and sucked, and then opened wide, stuck out her tongue and began lapping at the bottom of his shaft. Next she opened wide and rammed him all the way to the back of her mouth and I was sure he didn't notice her teeth by the look on his face. She rolled her head around, her sucking mouth hollowing her cheeks as she inhaled his reloaded cock.

When she finally backed off again, Lisa said "Switch" and before long I was deep throat Eric's cock while she took his balls into her mouth and sucked greedily on both of them.

"Are you gonna cum?" I heard Lisa ask, and a muffled "Uh huh," was all Eric could muster.

"Hold off a second or two," she implored, and I reluctantly backed off. Then Lisa slowly worked her hand up and down the full length of Eric's cock before grasping it hard at the base. He looked down in fascination as Lisa again lowered her head, her mouth in a big "O" as it surrounded the tip. Her lips closed around the cock head, tightening, then slowly made their way down the shaft complete with suction. Not wanting to be left out, I suctioned my lips around the base of Eric's cock, my right cheek resting on Lisa's fingers, as I licked at the twitching shaft, Lisa's cock sucking mouth just above my left cheek.

Within seconds I swear I felt Eric's balls rumble and his cum pulse up his shaft to explode in Lisa's mouth. I heard her cough and felt her pull up in surprise, as Eric's yummy warm cum dripped down on me. I opened wide, and turned my head slightly, trying to catch every drop. Two, three and four blasts dripped down on me, and at the same time I could feel Lisa's fingers on the base of Eric's cock, making little jerking movements as I moved my mouth up to the oozing tip, to suck out every last drop of Eric's yummy goodness.

Finally Eric pulled my face off him, and he said, "Oh fuck, that was amazing," and collapsed on Lisa's bed. I began to feel embarrassed. Then I looked at Lisa, her chin and cheek glazed with the remnants of Eric's load I'd just ingested and she smiled and then we both just started laughing.

I asked Eric if Lisa had made any improvement, and he answered with a resounding "Hell yes!" and we all laughed again.

Finally, Eric asked if the lesson was over. I looked at Lisa and said, "I don't know, is it Lisa?"

She said, "Why, do you think you can get it up again?"




My First Semester at College Ch. 02



Eric said "With both of you doing what you just did, I'm pretty sure I can."

Then Lisa looked sad. 

"I don't know" I said, "I think my work here is done. I think I'm gonna take a shower" I said, and got up and headed for the bathroom. 

Lisa smiled and said "Thanks Suz" and then asked Eric "So, did you bring any rubbers?"

Eric smiled and nodded, and Lisa pounced on his cock, stuffing it back in her mouth as I left the room.

I took a long shower, frigging myself off twice before finally getting out, and when I returned to the room, Lisa was on her bed on all fours, as Eric stood behind her and pumped her good and hard. I just stood and watched as they fucked like this for a few minutes, Eric slapping Lisa's ass every so often, as Lisa softly moaned into her pillow. Then suddenly Eric grabbed her, and thrust in deep, letting out his own groan.

When he finally stopped I clapped.

Then we all got dressed and Eric went home. 

After we'd all swore we'd never talk about what had happened that night. And I never did (until just now).



My First Semester at College Ch. 03



Eric dropped by my room the next week. When he knew Lisa wasn't going to be there. We both knew exactly what he had in mind, and while I was tempted, I couldn't do that to my friend, so I turned him down. He tried again a few months later, after Lisa had broken up with him, but by then I had a boyfriend myself. But that's getting a little ahead if things.

Anyway, my next (sort of) 3-way escapade was not long after the thing with Lisa and Eric. Of course I had no idea that's what it was going to be in the beginning. You see, there was this guy in my chemistry class, Jake. A total stoner. Not that I'd never smoked, I tried it a couple times in high school, but Jake looked like he just walked out of a Cheech & Chong movie. Anyway, I noticed that he was always staring at me. (I also noticed he had a rather impressive bulge, plus he was kinda cute) So, one day after class he just came up to me and asked if I wanted to go back to his room for a smoke. I agreed and the next thing you know I'm in some dark dorm room, with lava lamps and psychedelic lights, lounging in a bean bag as Jake passed me his bong from his own bean bag.

After a few hits each, Jake said he was getting hot and took off his shirt. I remember thinking he had a nice chest, and wondering if I'd stared at it too long. After a couple more he made some comment about this stuff making him horny. I was usually horny, but I remember thinking maybe he was right, cause I felt hornier than usual myself. Another hit or two and he began saying how sexy I was, and how he just knew I had amazing tits. He asked me to show them to him and I burst out laughing. He said I'd had enough, taking the water pipe away from me, and then he began unbuttoning my top.

"Hey" I protested, with a permanent grin on my face.

"Oh, did I do that?" he beamed, as he unhooked my front clasp bra.

Jake actually stopped grinning and his eyes looked like they'd pop out of his head as my boobs popped out, and then he began muttering, "oh, my God ...oh, my God ...oh, my God ..." as he just zoned out staring at my chest.

Finally he slowly reached out and touched my left boob. I let out a deep breath, and the next thing I remember I'm laying back on the bean bag, and Jake has both of his hands on my boobs, and I can feel the shock waves running from my nipples to my clit, causing me to wriggle and squirm like I had ants in my pants. 

He mauled me like that for an hour or two (or maybe just a few minutes) until I was so horny I couldn't stand it. Then I pushed him away and sat up.

"OK, you saw mine, now show me yours" I said, diving at the waist of his board shorts, before he could even respond.

It was then that I learned than Jake was going commando, and that his bulge really was impressive. He was already fully hard, and as long as any cock I'd ever had the pleasure of seeing. Plus he was thick. So thick I wondered if I'd be able to get him in my mouth.

There was only one way to find out, and my body was way ahead of my brain, as I instinctively encased the whole tip in my horny little cum loving mouth, my tongue exploring every bit of him as I did my best to keep my teeth off him. Then I began to work his shaft in my drooling mouth too. Slowly, just a little at a time, until I felt the enormous crown now resting firmly against the top of the back of my throat. Then just as slowly I backed my mouth off of him until just the very end of the tip was in my mouth. Then I let the saliva flow and pulled back, my lips still connected to his rigid shaft with a long strand of glistening spit, and I smiled up as him. "Oh, did I do that?" I said coyly, the strand breaking as I spoke.

"Oh, fuck" he moaned, and reached for his bong.

I heard the gurgle of the pipe as I stretched my mouth and impaled it again on his huge cock. Wrapping my hand around the base, to pump his shaft into my mouth, I found he was so thick I couldn't get my hand all the way around him. Undeterred I continued my oral assault on his impressive member, as I cupped and rocked his rapidly constricting balls with my other hand. At this point I was on his left side, leaning over his thigh, my boobs crushed against the top of his leg as I sucked him from the side, so naturally I jammed his head against the inside of my cheek, as I looked up at him greedily. Jake groaned and thrust his hips up as he again reached for his bong. I really let him have it when I heard him take another hit. I turned my head as much as I could, and let my tongue fuck the underside of his crown and upper shaft, as I sucked hard, hollowing my cheeks, while looking up and smiling with my stretched mouth, my eyes pleading for him to feed me his load. I knew it was well received when he actually choked on his smoke, and had a coughing fit. A lesser cum slut would probably have backed off, at least until he stopped coughing, but not me, I just bobbed and bounced, and kept his big ol' cum pipe implanted in my mouth, as his coughing caused him to fuck my mouth.

When he finally quit coughing, he gently pulled my face up and looked me in the lust filled eyes and said "damn girl, you are amazing" 

If I'd been my normal horny self I'd probably have thanked him and said something sexy back, but I didn't. I don't know if it was the weed, the size of his cock, or something else, but I couldn't keep my mouth off him. So I just rammed his rod back in my mouth, and resumed where I left off. I was literally panting as I spit polished his beautiful cock, intent on tasting his cum as soon as possible.

I wanted to get between his legs, as trying to look up, from the side was a real pain in the neck, but I didn't want to release him, for even a second, so I just squirmed my body over his leg, all the while bobbing my head as he thrust his dick in and out of my mouth. I finally grabbed the base of his pumping cock, to settle his thrusts, and pressed him to the back of my mouth. I took a deep breath through my nose, and was about to try to deep throat him, when it happened.

I heard the door open and a voice said "oh, fuck. I'm sorry, I didn't realize . . ."

I looked up at Jake, probably looking like a deer in headlights, but I just couldn't pull my mouth off his dick.

I saw Jake hold his bong out to the visitor, and felt him plop down in the bean bag I'd been in. As I heard the bong water gurgle, I decided that if he wanted a show I'd give him a show, and once again pressed him to the back of my mouth. I took another deep breath through my nose, and pressed my mouth down as I used my hand to press his cock up and into my throat. I was part way there, but he was so big that I was about to gag too. I almost pulled back when my eyes started to water, but then Jake slowly raised his hips and his engorged cock head slid into my throat. I just held him there for a minute, and then slowly pressed down until my lips met my hand. I let go of his cock with my hand and pressed him deeper and deeper, until he was entirely deep within my throat and my lips were ground against the base of his cock. The visitor gasped, Jake groaned, and I forced myself to swallow repeatedly, milking Jake's cock with my throat.

"She just swallowed your whole fucking cock" the visitor proclaimed.

"Oh damn, nobody's ever done that before" Jake exclaimed as he huffed and puffed.

Finally I had to pull up, releasing Jake's throbbing member from my mouth with a gurgle and a pop. 

Looking up at Jake I had a huge shit eating grin on my face. I turned to the visitor, licked my lips, and dropped my face back to Jake's lap, encasing his giant cock in my stretched lips yet again. As I stretched my mouth over Jake's big cock once more, I realized that the visitor was black, and very handsome. I'd blown one black guy before, when he took me for ice cream. He'd been no bigger than most guys I'd known, and he was not very dark. On the other hand, this visitor guy was very dark, with closely cropped hair and an amazing bright smile. If his cock was even half the size of Jake's I had to have it. I realized that I was having a hard time concentrating on Jake's cock because I couldn't get this guys beautiful dark face out of my mind, when Jake put his hand on my head and thrust his hips up, trying to get himself back in my throat. I gagged instead, and he let go of my head as I quickly pulled my mouth off of him so I could catch my breath.

"Sorry babe" he muttered.

"I'm OK" I said, embarrassed at being choked.

To prove it I opened wide and tried to concentrate only on swallowing Jake's mule dick, and got him back in my throat once more. Again I milked his shaft by swallowing until I needed air, and then again I pulled up and released his engorged member from my mouth with a gurgle and a smack of my lips. I repeated this process another couple of times, wishing Jake would cum already when I looked over and saw our visitor had his pants down and was jerking off his own sizable cock to the sight of me deep throating Jake.

"Enjoying the show?" I asked, with a smirk.

The panting black visitor just nodded and grunted "un hun" as he kept pounding his prick.

Seeing the large dark cock next to me had my pussy flooding, and I knew if I had any chance of tasting it too, I needed to get Jake off, now! So I sat up, stretching my knees, and then wriggled up close to Jake's crotch, and wrapped my big, soft titties around his cock. Then I lowered myself, so that the top ½ of his cock was sticking out the top of my cleavage. Next I leaned in and opened wide, so that the tip of his dick was resting on my upper lip. Finally, I stuck out my tongue and began licking the sensitive underside of Jake's big circumcised cock. 

He was going nuts, and that's when I started with the verbal encouragement.

"You like that, hun?" I teased.

Jake groaned "unnnhhuuuuuu"

"Are you gonna cum for me? Are you gonna feed me a nice big load of hot cum?" I continued to torment him between licks.

"ohhh fuuccckkkkk, yeahhhhhhh" Jake hissed.

"Go on then, do it. Cum for me babe" I sincerely pleaded, as I gently squeezed his constricted balls.

That did it, and I felt his shaft spasm, just in time to clamp my mouth down on his spurting head and suck.

The first volley rocketed against the back of my mouth with amazing force, with the next only making it to the back of my tongue. By the third spurt, I was stroking the underside of his crown and upper shaft with my now gooey tongue, as I coaxed 3 or 4 more smaller spurts out of him. By this time I realized that Jake had some funky tasting cum. Bitter, and almost zesty. Thinking back on it I'm sure it was the weed. Anyway, I'd planned to keep up the show by opening wide and showing him his sperm in my mouth, then rolling it around with my tongue for effect, and finally swallowing it, but due to the taste I wasn't sure I could, so I just gulped it down, and proceeded to slurp the last drops out of his rapidly deflating dick. 

Ordinarily I'd have cum from receiving such a hot load from such a huge dick, but between the unexpected taste and my desire for the visitor too, I held back, and didn't let myself flex my thighs to push me over the edge.

Finally I sat back, removing my sweaty cleavage from Jake's groin, looked up at Jake and smiled.

"That stuff really does make you horny" I said, with a mischievous wink.

Jake chuckled and said, "want another hit," reaching for the bong.

"Thanks, but I'm pretty sure I don't need any more" I replied.

Then, I turned to our visitor, extended my hand and said "Hi, I'm SuzEEE."

My beautiful black visitor stopped jerking his big black cock, and reached for my hand, and said in complete seriousness, "Nice to meet you SuzEEE, I'm Byron."

Jake was already taking another hit, as I heard his pipe bubbling in the background, and I leaned over his left leg, to get my face over Byron's right thigh. Looking up at Byron, I smiled big and said "Is there anything I can help you with there, Byron?"

"Oh man, you've gotta have her blow you. Best head I ever had" Jake's distant sounding voice chimed in.

"What do you have in mind?" Byron asked.

"Well, Jake just said I was the best ever, but I'm not so sure, I think I'd like a second opinion to help me find out." 

"Are you sure?" Byron asked sincerely. "I mean, we don't even know each other."

"I can change that pretty quick." I teased, and when he nodded I literally dove over Jake's leg and between Byron's.

I was torn. His cock was so beautiful that part of me just wanted to stare at it. Perfectly proportioned, and just the right size for anything, plus in its engorged and aroused state, it was black as ink. For some reason that was just so sexy to me. Of course, the other part of me just wanted to gobble it up, like a giant chocolate pole. I was actually drooling as I reached for it, replacing his stroking hands with mine. When I saw the pale skin of my hand not quite wrapping around the base of his hard black dick, my pussy flooded once again, and my clit began to get the little shocks it does when my nipples get played with. Only, my hard bare nipples weren't being touched. I stroked Byron's big black cock with my pale sweaty hands a few times, savoring the feeling, until I could no longer stand it and I leaned in, my mouth open, my tongue out.

I licked him up and down, smearing his clear shiny pre-cum all over my lips as my mouth crested his drooling dark tip. Then back down to his cum filled balls. At some point I realized that other than the close cropped hair on top of his head, Byron was totally bare and smooth. I'd never experienced anything like it, and it made me begin to absently flex my thighs, to give myself some relief. 

As I climbed over Jake's left leg, and Byron's right I did my best to maintain my mouth's contact with Byron's beautiful black dick, but being pretty fucked up, I kinda fell between his legs, and could only manage to hold on to his shaft with one hand. As I sat up between Byron's legs, I jerked him some more with my pale hands until another clear drop of pre-cum leaked from him. I tongued the drop of pre-cum into my mouth as I started to bathe his glans with my tongue.

Having washed Byron's dark head with my tongue I started sliding his swollen cock deeper into my mouth, all the while flexing my thighs as my orgasm built. I carefully licked around the entire shaft as I inserted more and more of Byron's dark manhood into my mouth all the while I continued to massage his smooth nut sack. When the head of Byron's cock hit the back of my throat, I started to cum. I screamed and panted around his invading member, totally lost in delirium. When I my orgasm began to subside I reversed gears and began working my way back to the head. Twirling my tongue across the black silky tip, I again reversed my action and went back down on him. After a few minutes of this, Byron started moaning, "Oh, fuck SuzEEE, your mouth feels so, soo good. You really know how to suck dick."

Proudly I pulled my sucking mouth off him with a pop, and smiled up at his dark, handsome face.

"I'm so glad you're enjoying it" I purred, lapping up another clear, shiny dollop of his pre-cum, "I know I sure am" I smirked, and returned his hard shaft deep in my mouth.

"Ohhhh, fuck" I heard Jake grunt, and his lighter flared as his bong gurgled again.

Looking up at Byron, his eyes were closed and his jaw clenched.

I don't know why, but I wanted him to watch me, so I did my all to give him the best head of his life. Everything a guy had ever told me he liked, I did, stroking, jerking, licking and sucking like a woman possessed. But every time I looked up, his eyes seemed more tightly closed than the last.

Meanwhile, Jake's bong rumbled again, and I looked over to see him jerking his big re-hardened cock.

Jake smiled at me and said "Look at him, he's trying so hard not to cum."

Realizing that maybe I was doing too good of a job, I slowly worked my mouth back up, and off Byron's spit slickened shaft, and sat back until he finally opened his eyes to look at me.

"Are you ok?" he ask, sounding genuinely concerned.

"Never better" I beamed, my cum hungry mouth still salivating for his cock.

"But I want to do something for you Byron," I continued, "I want to take you in my throat. . . Would that be OK?" I teased. I'll never forget looking up to see the big bright smile on his dark handsome face, as he nodded.

"But if I do, you have to do something for me, OK?" I added.

"Anything" he muttered.

"I want to look up and see you watching me swallow your beautiful black cock. Can you do that for me, hun?" I asked, as serious as I'd been all day.

Byron just nodded as I re-attached my mouth to his pre-cum drooling glans. Just as I'd done with Jake before, I once again pressed Byron to the back of my mouth. I took another deep breath through my nose, and pressed my mouth down as I used my hand to press his cock up and into my throat. I was within an inch or two of his base when my eyes started to water, but there was no way going to allow myself to gag, or pull back. Then Byron actually began lowering his hips.

Now desperate to deep throat him, I looked up at Byron, tears running down my cheeks as I lowered my mouth with his hips until he couldn't lower himself any further. Then I reached for his hands, and placed them on the top of my head, first one, then the other, as the head of his cock stayed lodged at the top of my throat. I reached around and grabbed his muscular hips, and literally pulled my throat over the head of his cock, and he finally gave me some help, raising his hips, while holding my head firmly, but gently, with his strong hands. At last his beautiful black cock was entirely deep within my throat and my lips were ground against the base of his shaft.

In the distance I heard Jake boasting, "Did I tell you she was the best head ever!" as I forced myself to swallow repeatedly, milking Byron's cock with my throat.

I tried to look up, wanting to see the look on his face, but couldn't see higher than his chest. I still did my best to smile at him, with my eyes (since there was no way he could see my stretched mouth).

Then I pulled up and released his engorged member from my mouth with a gurgle and a smack of my lips. As I looked up at Byron the look on his face was sheer ecstasy, as I knelt before him panting to catch my breath. As soon as I could, I repeated this process, needing virtually no help this time to gt him back in my throat. This time, as my lips touched the base of his shaft, I opened wider, and squirmed my tongue out, licking at the top of his tight, wrinkly smooth balls.

I reached to cup them with one hand and that's when I remember feeling stirring in Byron's nuts. I realized that he was getting ready to cum.

"Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God" I heard Byron chanting, and then I felt his shaft surge, as his first volley of cream rocketed straight into my throat. 

As he came, Byron's chant changed to "Oh, Fuck, Oh, fuck," and I was torn. Part of me wanted to stay just like this, and milk every drop of cum from him with my throat, even if I passed out from not breathing doing so, but the other half wanted desperately to taste him, and feel him erupt in my mouth. My need to breath finally won out, and by his third squirt I'd backed off to the point his spurting head was on the back of my tongue. I remember thinking as I savored Byron's spurting sperm that although a little zesty, it was way better tasting than Jake's. (Not that I wouldn't have greedily guzzled it, even if it had tasted worse.)

Byron's "Oh, Fuck's" became slower, as his orgasm subsided, and I began sucking harder, not wanting to miss a single drop of his gooey goodness.

Finally, Byron pulled my mouth off him, and said "I'm sorry, I can't take it anymore." with a knowing smile I reluctantly stopped, as Byron leaned down and kissed me - deeply.




My First Semester at College Ch. 03



My pussy flooded as his tongue danced with mine, and I heard Jake in the background saying "Dude don't kiss her mouth, she just ate your load."

Byron then grabbed the sides of my face, pulled me back, and while looking deep into my eyes responded "for what she just did for me, this is the least I can do to show my appreciation."

My heart fluttered, my clity buzzed, and I began to squirm.

Byron's lips met mine again, and next thing I knew I was laying on my back in the bean bag again, as Byron continued to make-out with me like a horny teenager. After awhile of being ravaged by his mouth and roaming hands, Byron finally undid my shorts, and peeled them down, along with my panties, in one motion. I just laid there, letting him ram his tongue in my mouth, as one of his hands fondled my hard, bare nipples, and the other invaded my soaking wet pussy.

Eventually he stopped, and stood up, licking his fuck fingers with a shit eating grin on his face. I realized Jake was standing to the side of my head, still jerking his monster cock, and Byron, with his impressive ink black impaler, was getting hard again too as he stood between my legs. I desperately wanted Byron to fuck me, but was scared that Jake would think if I let Byron, he could too, and I didn't want anyone but Byron anymore. Still, I knew that if he asked (or even if he didn't ask and just did it), I couldn't say no.

I must have looked like a love-sick little girl, as I gazed up at Byron, cause I heard Jake say "I think she likes you, dude."

Smiling down at me, Byron said, "I hope so, caus' I sure like her." and with that he literally dove between my legs and began lapping my pussy. Soon I was getting close to cuming, moaning and thrashing and grinding my pale pussy against Byron's handsome black face. I thought I was almost there, when Jake muttered, "I can't take this no more, man." and straddled my ribs, laying his long hard shaft between my titties. The distraction caused my impending orgasm to back off, but Byron just kept his head down, and continued licking. Meanwhile, Jake grabbed the sides of my boobs and mashed them around his cock, and began titty fucking my sweaty cleavage.

I thought about telling Jake to fuck off, but before I could Byron had me back to the brink, and then over, and I began screaming as I came, as hard as I'd ever cum before. 

What happened next is kind of a blur. In the distance I heard Jake say "Oh my God, I've never had a chick cum while I titty-fucked her, that's fuckin hot!" and Byron continued to lap at my clit, as my orgasm continued to rock my pale body. Then Jake was grunting, "I'm cuminnn" and my cum slut mouth instinctively latched on to his spurting head, milking out all but the first couple spurts of his funky cum, that I felt running down my neck. Byron finally took his tongue from my super sensitive clity, and lovingly began kissing my now quivering white inner thighs, and Jake finally pulled his now deflating cock from my lips and rolled off me and back on to his bean bag chair.

By the time Byron had worked his mouth up my tummy to my hyper sensitive nipples, Jake had fallen asleep. Seeing his still naked friend napping next to us, Byron whispered "wanna go somewhere else?"

I wanted to say I'd go anywhere with him, but all I could do was nod. But as Byron stood up and I saw his fully hard cock, I couldn't resist crawling over to him and popping him back in between my cock loving lips.

"I thought we were leaving" he whispered.

"Just as soon as you cum for me again" I insisted, and he just smiled big and said "well if you keep that up, it won't take long."

"Good" I cooed, and enveloped the tip of his smooth dark head, with my upper lip, while I stuck out my tongue and began licking the sensitive underside of Byron's big beautiful cock. 

Byron groaned in a hushed tone and I began the dirty talk.

"You like my tongue on your cock?" I teased.

"Unnn Hhuuuuuu" he panted

"You like this big" . . . Lick . . ."Beautiful" . . . lick . . . "Black cock" . . . lick . . . "In my" . . . lick . . . "little white mouth?" . . . lick . . . "Are you gonna feed me?" . . . lick, lick, lick . . . "Are you gonna cum for me?" . . . lick . . . "Are you gonna give me a nice big load of hot cum?" I continued to tease him between licks.

"ohhh, Ooohhh, Oh my God" Byron panted.

"Cum for me By..." I pleaded, and before I could say his name he erupted in my mouth.

My lips clamped down on his spurting shaft, and I sucked until my cheeks hollowed, and then I sucked more. He just stood there, his tense body, hard as obsidian, and moaned softly "Aawwwweeee" as his warm jiz jetted into my sucking mouth. I just kept sucking and swallowing.

When Byron stopped spurting, I gently licked his cock head and then I looked up and him and ran my tongue over my parted lips to make sure he knew that I'd gotten every drop of his seed.

Then he lifted me to my feet, and holding me close, he kissed me deeply again. I felt like melting in his arms as he gently moved me toward the bathroom, saying "I'll get your clothes for you while you get yourself cleaned up."

Thinking he was through with me and throwing me out, my heart sank as I washed my face. My raccoon like, mascara smeared eyes almost welling up again, as I reached for the mouth wash.

When I finished and opened the door, there sat my clothes, all neatly folded in a small pile. I took them, went back in and quickly dressed. As I emerged from the bathroom, Byron had dressed himself too, and said "do you mind if I use it too?" and quickly entered the bathroom, closing the door behind him. 

I grabbed the bong, and took another hit as I heard the sound of Byron taking a leak, and then washing up.

When he finally emerged from the bathroom Byron looked at me and said "Ready?" and putting his muscular arm around me, guided me to the door.

I stumbled out with him, and down to his car, and old Oldsmobile, with a shiny paint job, and as he helped me in to the passenger seat he said "sorry about the hooptie, but it's all I got." Then he closed the door behind me.

"You girl, are amazing" he chuckled, as he started the car, and the deep base of his stereo vibrated my seat.

I just smiled at him, confused by the weed, and the wild afternoon I'd just experienced.

"You hungry SuzEEE? . Can I take you to dinner?" he asked.

"sure" I said . . . and thus began my first date with my black boyfriend.



My First Semester at College Ch. 04



If you haven't read my other stories in awhile you might want to get caught up first.

Byron took me to a nearby diner. Then we went back to his dorm room (turned out he wasn't Jake's roommate, as I'd initially thought). I was ready to fuck his brains out, but turned out he just wanted to talk. He said he wanted to get to know me. And he really meant it. We talked for hours before we even mentioned sex. We told each other all about our families, and our plans for the future. If I was infatuated with him before, I honestly felt like I was in love with him by the time the conversation turned to sex. He told me how beautiful I was, and how sexy my body was - and my heart sank as I realized that he'd seen me sucking off Jake . . . even after I'd gone down on him. Even thinking about it now makes me sick to my stomach. It would have been like me walking in on Byron going down on Lisa, and letting him eat me too, and then having him go back to her - that would just break my heart, and I just knew Byron had to hate me for what I'd done. 

I began to cry, just thinking about it, and was absolutely stunned when he held me and comforted me and sincerely seemed to have no idea why I was crying. I couldn't even tell him, so he ask if I wanted to go home. I didn't, but I figured it was probably best, so I finally nodded, and he helped me to his car. On the way he just held my hand in his own strong dark one. I stopped crying enough to tell him which building and he walked me all the way to my room. 

It was the middle of the night as Byron awkwardly stood outside the room as I entered, and I invited him in. Luckily, Lisa was out, so we were alone. I'd pretty much cried myself out, and went to the frig to get a drink. I brought Byron a drink too, as I came back and sat on my bed.

It had only been a couple months since I'd broken up with my cheating high school boyfriend, and I'd been a total slut ever since. I was sure that a guy like Byron would never want more than a one-night stand with a chubby cum slut like me. Well, if one night was all I was going to get, I was going to get my moneys worth I decided.

He thanked me for the drink, and said he could go if I wanted him too.

He smiled big when I told him that was the last thing I wanted, and then he took me by the hand and looking deep into my eyes, he said "whatever it is, it's OK."

I still get chills running up my spine when I remember that. It was as if he was some priest granting me absolution or something, and I stopped feeling bad about what I'd done before, and I actually began to feel better. 

I forgot all about getting him to fuck me and just cuddled up against him, and he held me. 

Then our lips met, and we were kissing. For the first time in ages, I was being kissed, without also being grouped and fondled, and it was nice. We made out for what seemed like ages, and then Byron stopped and said he had to get going.

Confused, I just stared at him. "Are you sure you have to go?" 

Then he smiled and said, "Don't worry gorgeous - We can do this again sometime soon."

"I'm free tomorrow." I said, not realizing how desperate I sounded until I'd said it.

Byron just chuckled and said "Good to know babe, good to know."

And then he was gone.

I just laid in my bed, my mind racing, unable to decide if I was in love, horny, or just over tired. It was actually all three, but the tired finally won out and I drifted off to sleep. Next thing I knew Lisa was getting dressed, and when she saw my eyes open, she asked "Big night?"

"Yeah, something like that." I groggily responded.

"You missed your 9:00 you know." she said.

"Oh, what time is it?" 

"Almost 10:00." Lisa said, "I've gotta go - see ya later."

I laid in bed for awhile after Lisa left, running through yesterdays events, and finally decided to get a shower and get ready for my 1:00 class.

I'd just started to dress when there was a knock at the door.

"Just a minute." I yelled, pulling up my shorts and slipping into a t-shirt.

I opened the door, and there stood Jake. I don't even know how he knew where to find me. I felt immediately ashamed.

"You weren't in class, I wanted to make sure Byron hadn't kidnapped you or something." he lamely offered.

"I'm fine . . . just over slept." I said. Then silence.

"look . . .I appreciate the weed and all, but you know yesterday was just a one time think, right?" I finally said.

"yeah . . I kinda figured." Jake said, smiling a big dumb grin.

God he was unattractive. I can't believe I ever even let him touch me. 

"well thanks for checking on me, but I'm fine." I said, closing the door before he could say anything else.

I went to my afternoon classes, and couldn't concentrate, as all I could think of was Byron. So handsome. So sexy. The rest of the day was a daze, until finally about 9:30 Byron called me. 

Lisa was out, as usual, but apparently she'd run into him, and he'd gotten my number from her. He was so sweet. Ever the gentleman, he made small talk, for a few minutes, putting me at ease, and then he told me he was at work and just on a break. He said he had to work the next day too, but ask if he could take me to dinner the following night. Of course I readily agreed.

I dreamed of Byron that night, and the next, and daydreamed about him all day the next 2 days of classes, until finally he knocked on my door.

I think I gasped when I saw him, he was so fine! He wore tight jeans and a yellow polo shirt. I can't remember what I wore, but I know I had my best lace bra and panties set under it.

He took me to dinner and we went to a movie that night. I don't remember where we went, I don't remember what we saw, but I still remember Byron walking me up to the door holding my hand at the end of the evening. I looked down to see our intertwined hands and it was so sexy I got little tingles all over my body. I can also remember how aroused I was when he kissed me good night and I felt his soft lips against mine. I remember he was such a gentleman and I remember hoping that he still wanted me. I remember that I sure wanted more. Much more! But I was also afraid he'd think me a bigger slut than he already must, so I waited for him to make the first move. Still, I remember going to bed that night and making myself cum over and over as I pictured his black skin against mine. 

Byron asked me out to dinner again 2 days later, and we just went for a walk, and talked after. Nothing sexual even came up in the conversation but I remember being so at ease just talking with him. He told me how even though he had a scholarship, he needed to work to help out his family. He told me about how his mom had died giving birth to his youngest sister, and he had 3 other younger siblings at home. His dad was kind of a drunk, and he'd almost stayed home, to take care of the family, but his next youngest brother had made him go to college, and promised to take care of the other kids. To this day, I still can't understand how he had such a tough life, and turned out to be such a great guy.

Anyway, Byron asked me out that next weekend too. 

When he picked me up he said he wanted to show me something. Then he took me for a drive out into the country. He parked the car under a big shade tree down some dusty dirt road, and then he started kissing me. I was in heaven, and think I was probably so excited that I came just from that first kiss. 

Suddenly he stopped and pulling back said: "you know, I really care about you, right SuzEEE?" 

I nodded, and smiled.

"I mean, I REALLY care about you," he continued.

I just smiled bigger.

"and I don't want to offend you, but I've been wanting to do that for the last 2 weeks." 

"Is that all you've wanted to do?" I asked, coyly.

Kind of half-grinning, he said, "ummm, no?" like he was asking for permission to want more than kissing.

I wanted to tell him that I was his, that I'd done nothing but obsess over him since we'd met, that I had no desire for any other guy, that I was in love with him. Instead, I sat up, leaned in and just kissed him. 

He returned my affection, and after a few minutes my blouse was unbuttoned, and his hands were unfastening my bra. Then I was naked from the waist up, as Byron gently laid me back, and dove into my cleavage with his whole face.

He must have spent an hour, just sucking my tits, and licking and kissing and caressing my lips, cheeks, neck, shoulders, breasts and nipples. I felt like Jell-o, and lost track of the number of times I flexed my thighs and came.

Well, eventually his hands roamed down my tummy, and then to my jeans. He unbuttoned my jeans, and then slowly reached his big dark hand inside, between my jeans and my panties. I knew I was dripping wet, and was sure he new too because as soon as I felt him press against my clit through my damp panties, he smiled. Unable to help myself I ground down on his probing fingers, and came again.

"Damn girl, you are incredible." he muttered, as he continued fingering my squirming crotch. At the same time he leaned in and covered my mouth with his, and stuck his tongue in my mouth.

I was beyond control at this point, so I reached for his cock, hoping to convince him to replace his tongue with it.

He moaned in my mouth as I rubbed his erection through his jeans, but pulled back when I tried to undo his pants.

"We can't." he blurted, recoiling at my advance.

Confused I looked up at him, dejected. Suddenly, I wanted to cry.

Ever the perfect gentleman, Byron leaned down, and just held me close. My head was spinning. I was still horny as hell. I wanted Byron more than I'd ever wanted anything in my life, but I just couldn't seem to let him know that, and I was such a slut that I was scaring him away. Finally I decided to just let Byron take the lead, as I melted in his embrace.

"You don't HAVE to do that," he finally whispered in my ear. "I'll still like you, you know." he tried to re-assure me.

"But what if I WANT to" I finally murmured back to him.

"What?" he asked, pulling back from our embrace to look me in the eye.

"I think I love you," I said, before I could stop myself, "and I WANT to, not just for you, but for me too." I managed to sputter, trying not to cry.

I saw the look of shock on his face, and was sure I'd ruined everything. Then he got a big smile as he leaned down to kiss my forehead.

"I am the luckiest man in the world." he said.

"I don't know about that," I replied, "but you could get lucky." I teased, licking my lips.

As I reached to unfasten his pants again, he again intercepted my advance saying "can we talk first?"

I wanted to tell him I'd have done anything he wanted at that moment, but all I could do is nod my head.

We sat in silence for a minute or two, but it seemed like eternity. I was just about to put my top back on when he started talking.

"I KNOW I love you. I've loved you since the first time I saw you. . . over a month ago" he added as almost an after thought. "You are the most beautiful, amazing woman I've ever seen . . . and I just want you to know that I really mean that. And Damn girl, I want you so bad too. I've been going insane these last 2 weeks, I can't stop thinking about you. . . . but I don't want you thinking that I'm saying this so you'll have sex with me. I'd NEVER do that."

"I know." I said, smiling at him.

"I just . . .I don't know," he continued. "Please know that I don't think any less of you, and if we make love, I want it to be just that."

My heart melted, and I'm sure I swooned when he said that. Suddenly I didn't want to blow him, I wanted him inside me. I NEEDED him to make slow, sensual love to me. I'd really never done that, I'd only ever just had sex, and I wanted to give Byron something I'd never given anyone else. 

Now I knew what he wanted, and I wanted him even more. Unfortunately I'd been in such a daze that I'd forgotten to take my birth control pills the last 2 weeks. (I'd have actually gladly let him get me pregnant, but wanted him to want that as well) so I told him.

Then he told me that when he brought me there, he had no intention of doing anything but making-out with me, so he wasn't "prepared." 

I think I must have looked like he slugged me or something, cause he immediately said "but I think I can take care of that." 

Then he handed my my blouse and started the car. I put on my top without my bra as we drove back to the nearest store in silence, just staring at each other with big grins. He ran in, and moments later ran back out with a pack of condoms. I think I was beaming as he drove all the way back where we were parked and stopped and shut off the engine.

I started to laugh on the way back, at the absurdity of driving so far to buy those things. 

He asked what was so funny, and I told him "you don't think that was a long ways to go for those?" pointing to his little bag of prophylactics.

He smirked, and let out a little chuckle himself, admitting that it probably was. 

Soon we were parked back under the tree, kissing again. It was starting to get dark when I lost my top again. Eventually I was straddling his lap as he kissed my neck. His seat went way back so we had a lot of room so I sat on the seat and finally unfastened his pants.

Byron helped me pull his pants down and I remember thinking how perfect his cock was, still just visible in setting sun, when it finally sprung into my view.

I ignored my instinct to suck it and waited until he slipped on the condom. He had trouble because he bought the wrong size. (He told me later that he just grabbed the 1st packet he saw and headed for the register.)

As he covered up, I pulled down my jeans and panties all at once. I remember still being very wet. Byron put his finger down there and pushed it inside my pussy and played with my clit, as I pulled my twisted jeans off my ankles. He made me have an orgasm within seconds of freeing myself. 

Then things got serious. I was so nervous as I moved over and straddled his lap that my body was shaking like a leaf. Byron took his time with me and kept kissing me all over, until I was relaxed enough. Then he gently guided the head of his beautiful black cock inside my pussy. I remember how it almost hurt, but it felt good too.

I can't explain how sexually aroused I was by the time Byron lifted me. I'd gotten about ½ of him inside me, and he slowly withdrew himself until only his bulbous head remained between my nether lips. Then he gently worked me back down his flesh pole, this time until I had a good 2/3rds of him in me. By the third time I was close to taking all of him, and I bottomed out on the forth attempt. I couldn't stop watching his latex covered big black cock impale my pale pussy, deeper and deeper with each attempt, as I panted in the twilight. It was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen, or felt. As he bottomed out I swear I felt him pressing against my cervix, and the sensation, though a little uncomfortable, was also thrilling. He let me just rest there, until I began squirming and grinding on him. Then he lifted me slowly and then pulled me back into him, even slower.

It was maddening, it was exquisite, it was the most amazing thing I'd ever felt.

I was putty in his hands, as he pumped in and out of me, lifting and pulling my body on and off of him for the next eternity, or at least 20 minutes. Somehow, he was able to not only fuck me but at the same time kiss, lick and suck my mouth, lips, neck and titties at the same time. I had so many little cums that I lost count. Thing was, they were ALL satisfying, not like the usual little orgasms that usually just left me feeling unfinished.

Finally, he lifted me clean off him, and laid me back into my side of the big bench seat, my head against the armrest on the door. 

It was dark out as he laid himself between my legs, and entered me again.

I gasped as I felt him glide slowly up in me, until I felt his public bone grind against mine. Then I flexed, and tried to hold him inside me as he withdrew his length, excruciatingly slowly. He plunged back in to me, at the same maddening pace. It seemed like another eternity - or at least 10-15 minutes, before he worked up a good rhythm that wasn't making me crazy. All the while he was ramming me incrementally faster, he was also making out with me, and sucking my nipples, and lovingly caressing me, all over. 

I wanted to tell him this was the best thing I'd ever experienced, that he was doing things to me that I'd never even imagined, that I was so in love with him that I'd do anything for him. But all I could do was pant, and grunt and groan, and cum all over his beautiful hard pounding dark cock.

Byron made love to me like that for another eternity - or at least 10-15 minutes, until he finally tensed, and shot his load. 

I thought I felt his sperm shooting inside me, and Byron later told me my eyes got huge. Byron said he thought I was just feeling the condom get hot and his cock pulse, but when he pulled out we realized the condom had broken.

He asked if I was afraid of getting pregnant? 

I honestly admitted I was a little, but also told him that there was no one else I'd rather have give me a baby.

He smiled the strangest smile, and I saw a couple tears run down his face when I said that. 

Then he hugged me tight and said: "I love you so much" as I melted in his arms.

When he finally released me, he got between my legs. At first he wiped the now clarified cum from my thighs with his shirt. Then he sucked my pussy. I tried to push him off, telling him he didn't have to, but he just kept going, until I was screaming with another orgasm. I finally forced him out by squeezing my legs together, and he sat up with a sticky face, and a big grin. 

"Wow" I said. And Byron laughed. 10 min later we were both dressed and on our way.

I wasn't pregnant. I got my period 4 days later, but for those 4 days, I dreamed I was, and when I got my period, I was actually kinda disappointed.

Byron wouldn't do more than kiss me for those next few days, and I was about to go nuts. I did finally convince him to let me go down on him once I got my period, and I worshiped his beautiful black cock with my cum starved mouth, like my life depended on it. I had him cumming the first time in under 10 minutes, and about an hour later coaxed a second yummy load from him.

I don't know who enjoyed it more.



My First Semester at College Ch. 05



By this point Byron and I were pretty much inseparable.

I'd race home or to where ever he would be, as soon as class was out, and, if he didn't have to work we'd spend the evening together. I didn't want him spending money on me, so we'd eat on my card at the cafeteria most days, and then usually end up back at my room. Occasionally Lisa was actually home, so we'd go for a drive, or just hold hands and go for a walk. I know it sounds cheesy now, but it was the happiest I'd ever been.

Of course I never studied anything but Byron, and when he had to work, I just laid around, pining for him rather than doing anything productive, but I was a schoolgirl in love.

If we ended up alone in my room for more than about a half hour, we always seemed to make love. Since I was back on the pill I told Byron that he didn't need to use a condom, and after a while he finally agreed. That first time that he took me bareback was amazing! Of course, every time with Byron was amazing.

He was always so kind and considerate, even as a lover. Always doing everything to please me. Plus, his cock was literally perfect. When it was erect it was at just the right angle. Besides which, it was the perfect size. Thick, but not so thick I couldn't comfortably deep throat him. And long, if I got him really excited he was just a fraction of an inch too long, which was just right. 

Anyway by December he was staying over almost every night. He'd just come by after work, drop his pants, and climb into bed with me.

Half the time Lisa was gone, and we'd make love for hours. The other half the time when she was there, we'd just cuddle and sleep.

If Lisa was gone in the morning I'd wake him with a blow job. (And a couple times I joined him in the shower for my morning protein, when Lisa WAS home) I wished we lived together. I wished we could spend every second together, and he did too.

Then came Christmas break. Byron had to work except of the day before and the day after, and couldn't go home. I told my mom I was staying at school until Christmas eve, and would only be able to come home for a couple days, as I was working on a project for school. I also asked if I could bring my new boyfriend home. She was disappointed about the short stay, but excited to meet Byron.

It took some convincing, but I was finally able to talk Byron into joining my family for Christmas.

The week between school and Christmas was magical. 

Lisa went home and Byron basically moved in with me.

The week went basically like this: Wake up and give Byron head. Then make love (either in bed, or the shower - or both) before getting dresses. Walk to the McDonald's with Byron for breakfast (no cafeteria during break) and then kiss him goodbye as he left for work. Walk home or wherever, until noon when Byron would come see me for 20 minutes on his lunch break. The first couple times we tried a quickie, but after making him late both times, he told me I'd have to wait until after work. I'd lay around and read romance novels or watch TV or something until he came home, and then the fun would begin. 

I'd meet him at the door in something sexy (or nothing at all) and as soon as the door closed I'd kneel before him, and remove his pants. He'd take off his shirt as I'd begin giving him head. At some point we'd move over and he'd sit on the edge of the bed, at the bottom, and I'd continue my blow job. If I was lucky I'd get him to cum for me right there. (Whether he did or not, I usually did.) Otherwise, he'd eventually pull me up, kiss me deeply, and then lay me across the bottom of bed, with my legs hanging off, and he'd get between my legs. Then he'd fuck me slowly but firmly. Sometimes he'd move my legs into various positions as he pounded my pussy, and other times he'd let me wrap them around him. He'd keep this up until I'd cum again, at least once, before rolling me over on my hands and knees and taking me from behind. I'd cum a time or two like this and if HE still hadn't cum I'd maneuver around so he was sitting at the bottom corner of the bed at an angle, and I was riding him, reverse cowgirl, my arms being supported by the built in desk in front of me. That was always a good position cause I could grind on him HARD, and not only did it feel amazing, but it also kept him from cumming. Sometimes I'd eventually turn around, and grind on him facing forward, as he'd pinch and twist my nipples, as he kissed my mouth and neck. Other times he's lay me down, and fuck me properly. After the third day of this routine, he asked if he could fuck my tits when he laid me on my back. I'd have let him even if I hated it, but it actually was kinda sexy as he straddled me and we both crushed my creamy white cleavage around his big black thrusting cock. It looked sexy as hell, and felt as good as it looked for me. I'm pretty sure it felt even better for him.

By this point in our relationship I'd finally convinced Byron that I honestly LOVED HIS CUM, so if he was in my cleavage, he'd move up to my mouth before he came. And if he was in my pussy he'd do the same.

Then if I could keep him hard with my mouth, and either of us had any strength left, we'd just have our way with the other until we were exhausted, or the other one got a second wind and took over.

With the weekend, it was 8 glorious days we got to do the above, before Byron drove me home for Christmas. 

I could tell my parents weren't thrilled when they saw Byron. I'd totally forgot to mention he was black I guess, and apparently they weren't as OK with it as I thought they'd be. But ever the gentleman, Byron won them over the next couple days with his kindness and general good nature. Of course, they put him in the guest room down stairs, and me in my old bedroom upstairs.

We "went for a drive to show Byron the town" that first night, and ended up parked in roughly the same place I gave my first blow job, where I sucked and fucked Byron's brains out.

The next day was Christmas, and Byron gave me a pretty silk scarf. I gave him a key ring that looked like a B, but also like a heart. I put an old key on it, and told him it was the key to my heart. (So shoot me, I'm corny like that.)

Later that night when my parent went out to get plastered at the last Christmas party of the year, and my little sister was finally asleep, I snuck into Byron's room, and gave him his real present. My ass. 

I was in a red baby-doll with no panties, and I walked in, shut the door, said "Merry Christmas, lover." and kissed him. Then I handed him a tube of astro-glide, and, got on all fours on the bed, pulling my nighty up to fully expose my big white butt. 

"I wanted to give you something that no one's ever had, so your real Christmas present is my ass." I said, mater-of-factly.

"Uhh . . Suz . . . Are you sure . . . " he muttered.

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life." I said, trying to convince him with my beaming smile.

He finally came over and slowly and deliberately began to lube up my ass. Actually, I'd given myself an enema in preparation, and then showered. After my shower I'd worked my own well lubed fingers, first 1, then 2 and finally 3, into my butt. I didn't get them real deep, but I got them all past the sphincter, so I figured I was as ready as I could be. But I almost had second thoughts as Byron's finger was quite a bit bigger than mine, and he seemed to be having trouble getting it in. He re-lubed a couple times before he got it in me, but then he got a second finger in me much easier. He squirted some lube right into me, between his rectum encased fingers, and then worked them in and out, and soon the mild discomfort was gone, and I could feel my whole butt relaxing.

Then Byron moved, and his fingers withdrew. I tensed, as he pressed his super hard cock against my butt hole and began to slowly and methodically inch his way in. 

I gasped at first, not with pain exactly, but it wasn't comfortable for sure. Byron tried moving around a little, but finally I just had him stand still, and I moved myself. I found a good angle and proceeded to fuck his big black cock with my lily white, previously untapped, ass. Before you knew it my uncomfortable grunts turned to moans of pleasure as Byron took over and pumped away in my tight, virgin white asshole with his rock hard, bare, dark cock. After awhile I started to actually enjoy the massiveness of his dick fucking my asshole. I was extremely turned on and I felt so dirty. I loved it. 

Eventually I needed to get off, and began to rub my clit as Byron continued his anal assault, holding my hips as he plunged deep into me. After I'd cum a couple times Byron finally asked me if he could cum inside my ass.

I told him, "It's your present, cum wherever you want."

Seconds later he shot his load right up my butt. Then he just held me tight until his cock slowly deflated and he finally pulled out to watch his jizz enema pour back out of my still gaping butt hole. 

I could tell that Byron really enjoyed his Christmas present. (So did I for that matter, because I let him back in my ass a few more times after that.)

Anyway, we went home the next day, and I was so horny that I pulled down my pants as we left town, and played with myself until I just knew Byron was hard as a rock. Then I proceeded to give him a hand job until I thought he was going to wreck. He ended up pulling over 3 times so I could suck him off before we got back to school, and once there he made love to me for almost 2 hours before he was finally able to cum again.



My First Semester at College Ch. 06



The next week, until school restarted, was pretty much like the week before Christmas, except that Byron now seemed to fuck my titties more, and I let him do my ass again a couple times. Then Lisa came home for the New Years Eve party at a near by frat. It was nice to see her, but even nicer that she planned to not come home that night! Especially since I already had a plan for Byron and my last night together alone in my dorm. 

After dinner I showered, and put on a crotch-less body stocking and restlessly waited for my man. Byron was supposed to work until 10:00 that night, but at 9:00 there was a knock at the door. It was Byron. 

When I opened the door, Byron immediately grabbed me and kissed me deeply. Then he slid his fingers down my nylon encased tummy to my already wet clit. He started rubbing slow at first then harder and faster. Then he started finger fucking me with 2 fingers, while he was getting down on his knees to suck on my juicy clit. First he started licking it and fucking my vagina with his tongue and sucking on my clit hard. At some point he'd removed both his shirt and pants, and he was commando after his shower at work, so he was bare ass naked when he laid me on my bed, and straddled my head while he continued to eat me. Of course, I started sucking on the head of his hard cock. I was so close to cumming that it was hard to concentrate, but I eventually started sucking harder, taking his cock in my mouth and licking his balls every time I went down. He let me do my thing with his thing for awhile, as he ate my pussy like only he could. 

At some point I became aware that he'd freed my tits from the neck of the body stocking. Then I came. I couldn't help it, and it was a good one. Byron's BBC was in my throat when I started, and I squealed in delight. I firmly grabbed his hips and my fully tensed arms just shuddered, unable to push him away or pull him deeper into my mouth. I was bucking myself into his face and next thing I knew he was off me and had turned himself around as he moved between my legs. 

As Byron's ebony shaft entered my still convulsing cunt, I started to cum again, and I kept going for what seemed like forever, as he pounded my pulsating pussy good. I thought I was going to pass out when he finally slowed his pace, and then stopped, his BBC buried in me to the hilt.

I thought he was about to cum, but instead he rolled us over, so I was up on top of him and raised his amazing cock up into my pussy. I push his body down and got on my knees so I could make my wet pussy clap on his hard cock. 

When I started to get tired again, he flipped me over so he was kneeling behind me and pounded me like a bitch in heat, over and over again. 

Then he flipped me over on my back and threw my legs over his shoulders. Then he started fucking me from side to side, and I started having multiple orgasms again. I begged him to pound me between shrieks, and he did. As he was thrusting harder and harder my orgasms got bigger and bigger.

He was playing with my clit when he finally groaned, "Baby, I'm cumming," as he slammed me deep and hard one last time. I moaned and begged, "Do it. Spray it in me babe, I want you all in me." 

Then boy did he let go. I felt his cum pulsing deep inside me. It was one of the greatest feeling I had ever felt. As I continued to cum myself I thrilled to the feeling of being flooded with his warmth. I'd originally wanted to have him pull out and feed me, but it just felt too good to stop, so I let him fill me up. 

He finally let go of my leg, and withdrew his wilting, gooey cock.

I asked him if I could lick the rest off his dick and he graciously said yes. As I was licking, I came again, my pussy was already oozing with the mixture of our cum. He wasn't getting hard again so we just snuggled up close and kissed as our hands explored each other's bodies.

I was still in the crotch less body stocking, with my boobs hanging out and it was about 10:30, so I asked Byron if he wanted to go to the dance. 

"I'm kinda tired, I'd rather just stay here with you" he said "unless you really wanna go" he added.

Actually I couldn't imagine the dance being any better than what we were doing, so I just snuggled up to him and savored the feeling of being in his arms. 

Next thing I knew Byron had fallen asleep. I guess between his job and a couple weeks of meeting my needs, I'd really tired the poor guy out. ;)

I let him sleep for about an hour, and then decided to ring in the New Year right, so I slid off the bed onto my knees and woke Byron as I pulled his legs around to hang off the edge of the bed. Then pressing myself tightly between his legs I slowly wrapped my lips and tits around his cock. I licked up and down his shaft slowly, savoring the dried taste of our combined cum as I did so. Then I teased his massive black balls with my tongue, and then hummed softly as I sucked one of his balls in my mouth.

He eventually sat up and told me to suck him and make his cock good and hard again. Who was I to say no. 

I took his dick in my hand and then fed it to my cum craving mouth. As I wrapped my lips around him, he began to grow. I crammed his stiffening BBC into my mouth and just sucked and swirled my tongue on it, allowing it's growth to push it back out of my drooling oral cavity. Then I licked his now almost fully erect shaft up and down, like a lollipop. Finally I made my way back up his shaft and then feverishly began to bob up and down on his cock. 

Soon I had his dick at full erection. 

Then I could feel his massive hand on the back of my head pushing my head down onto his cock. Time seemed to stand still as I blew him like there was no tomorrow. He was holding my head and forcing his dick deep into my throat as I tried to suck and swallow him.

Finally after what seemed like an eternity, he shot his load into my mouth and I swallowed every drop then licked any remaining cum off the tip of his cock and gave it a kiss.

I looked up and smiled seeing that he had a satisfied look on his face.

"Oh, shit . . . we missed it" Byron finally said, turning on the TV.

Dick Clark was talking about how great New Years Eve in time Square is, and it was almost :10 min past midnight.

Byron apologized for making me miss the ringing in of the new year, and then pulled me up and kissed my cum slut mouth, nice and deep.

We made out some more, and then drifted off to sleep. I awoke in the middle of the night with Byron going down on me again. When I started to cum he quickly mounted me and fucked me through multiple orgasms before he began fucking me doggy style then fucked my mouth some more. As the night progressed we fucked and sucked until a little after 4:00 AM. We were both drained. We didn't get up and shower until 3:30 PM the next day. We just slept like we were dead. It was incredible.

It was an amazing way to start the worst year of my life.

. . . 

Lisa wandered in about an hour later, so I had to blow Byron in the shower before he left. He had to work at 5:00, so Lisa and I went to Taco Bell and caught each other up on our winter break activities.

Classes started the next day and Byron and I pretty much did the same thing we'd done before the break: He'd just come by after work, and climb into bed with me.

If Lisa was gone, and we'd make love. If not, we'd just cuddle and sleep. If Lisa was gone in the morning I'd wake him with a blow job. If not, we'd take a shower together and he'd feed me a liquid breakfast. On weekends we'd spend all our waking hours together. We fucked like bunnies, but we also really just enjoyed being together.  

We went on like that for about a month and a half, and then it was Valentines Day.



My First Semester at College Ch. 07



For Valentines day I used my Christmas money and got a motel room.

Byron had to work that day, so after I settled into my room I dressed up. I put on lots of eye make-up and dark red lip stick, and then put on a black, snap crotch, teddy, thigh high nylons, and black lace garters. Finally I covered myself with Lisa's overcoat. Then I went down to Byron's job. He worked in this grimy industrial place washing filters or something, and there were only a couple other employees in the building. One ran to get him and the other two that walked by just gawked at me. Finally Byron came out, all dirty, but I didn't care as I rushed to him and kissed him. Then I gave him the room key and told him the room number, and of course flashed him on my way out.

He wasn't supposed to be off until 9:00, so at 8:30 I'd eaten room service dinner and was laying on the bed in my outfit (sans the coat) watching skinamax, and absently touching myself when I heard a key at the door. 

Byron walked in, and I thought his eyes would bug out. He laid the single red rose in his hand on the table near the door, and rushed over to me and bent to kiss me. He'd obviously showered before he left work, and he smelled intoxicating. I just laid there and let him ravage me until I couldn't stand it anymore, and then I stood him up and removed his pants, while he shucked off his shirt. Without saying a word, I crouched down to remove the boxers, his hard cock grazing my cheek as I stood back up. 

I scanned my eyes over Byron's nude figure. I think it made him a little uneasy, like he was on display, but I couldn't help myself. He was so perfect.

Then I dropped to my knees in front of him. Now at eye level with his huge dark cock, I took my hand and placed it on the shaft.

He was already hard as a rock!

"Mmm, yeah. Hold it like that," Byron said, as I wrapped my fingers around it.

"Now, stroke it slowly." Byron encouraged. 

I'd actually planned on blowing him, but if he wanted a hand-job, I figured I'd give him one (for awhile). I began sliding my hand back and forth on the huge dark phallus. Byron sighed in obvious pleasure as I did. 

"That's it," Byron groaned, as I rubbed my hand across the sensitive underside with every stroke. As I rubbed it, the precum that was now oozing from it coated my hand, making it slide easier. Byron's sighs turned to little moans whenever I touched the head. 

I knew if I kept it up, and moved my hand just a little faster, he'd eventually blow his load. But I didn't want that to happen just yet! So I let go.

He smiled and stroked my hair. "That felt real good, baby!" 

I blushed and grinned up at him slyly as I proceeded to give him what guys really want a girl to do in that position!

I reached out again and grasped his hard cock, and with a wink, stuck out my tongue and licked the entire length of it, starting at the base and moving up to the sensitive head. Byron watched, his eyes wide with wonder, as my tongue flicked across the tip, causing Byron to suck in a deep breath. Then, he watched in utter amazement as I opened my slutty painted mouth and swallowed about three inches of his thick, dark cock. My deep red stained lips stretched thin as my small mouth slid down the steely hard, black shaft. I'm sure he could see my cheeks suck in as I sucked hard. Then my cheek bulged wide as he pushed against the inside of my cheek. Byron gasped and closed his eyes, a low moan escaping his lips. 

I continued my oral onslaught, for a few more minutes. Then I finally let him slip from my lips. 

I looked at Byron's cock, now slick with saliva as well as his precum, then up at Byron's smiling face, then back to the cock in front of me. Taking a deep breath, I reached for it once more and moved my face closer to it. I watched as another drop of precum seeped from the small hole at the end. I moved my mouth down near the base of his shaft and stuck out my tongue, closing my eyes. I could feel it rubbing lightly along the side of my head as I tentatively licked it. My tongue touched the warm, hard flesh and I slowly licked along it's length until I came to the thick black/purple head again, where I paused.

I hesitated for another second, then licked the soft flesh of the tip. Byron shivered and gasped at my touch. His reaction gave me the incentive to keep going and I started flicking my tongue across it. I savored the taste of his precum, and kept going. 

Next I opened my mouth and began to push the rock hard penis in. The warm, soft head slipped over my lips and Byron gasped in pleasure as it slid across my wet tongue. It felt very erotic. I took in as much of it as I could and began to use my tongue as I sucked. Byron moaned in obvious pleasure as my soft wet tongue caressed his sensitive cock inside my warm, wet mouth. 

"Oh, shit, SuzEEE! That feels so good!," Byron gasped. 

Encouraged by his words, I continued to suck on the throbbing member. I began alternating between deep, heavy sucks and light, teasing ones. I was really having fun! It felt so good to give him head, and my pussy was responding by soaking the still snapped closed crotch of my teddy, as I flexed my thighs. 

After a few more minutes of this, Byron's breathing became shallow and his moans louder. 

"You better stop. Unless you want a mouthful of cum!," he said. 

Since that was exactly what I wanted, I just sucked harder as I stroked the underside of his cock with my tongue harder and kneaded his bloated balls to coax the cum out of his cock.

Soon he was spewing his sperm straight into my cum slut mouth. I gulped and gobbled it up, like a hungry nursing baby, and he just let me.

It was almost quarter after nine by this point, and we continued to make love until about 11:30, when Byron was too exhausted to go on. I had pity on him and let him nap and just snuggled up to him and relaxed. I was a little tired myself, and napped until about 1:15. Then I decided I better get my money's worth out of this room, so I woke Byron with a blow job. Once he fully woke up he pulled me onto him in a 69, and then made love to me from 1:30 AM to almost 5:00 AM.

I woke at 10:30 to the maid knocking on the door. We told her to come back later(someone forgot the "do not disturb" sign) and quickly gathered our clothes, dressed, grabbed my rose and checked out.

After taking me home, Byron went to his place to shower and grab his stuff for class. 

I was on cloud 9, and could hardly focus during my classes that day.

Byron stopped by after work that night, as usual, and we were just laying in my bed, lazily making-out when there was a knock at my door. Thinking it was Lisa unable to find her key, I sent Byron to open the door. Instead it was his roommate. He said Byron's little brother had been trying to get a hold of him, and it was an emergency.

Byron asked if he could make a call from my room, which I of course said he could, even with him reminding me it was long distance.

The call was brief, and Byron looked like someone had just shot his dog. 

He just sat on the edge of my bed, stunned and silent for the longest time. 

I wanted to help him, but didn't know how, so I just hugged him.

Finally he began to talk, and then my world began to fall apart.

Byron's dad had been in an accident. He was drunk and drove into a pillar or something, and was in the hospital. He was in serious condition, but expected to recover. However, when he did he was going to jail for the DUI as it was not his first. Without him, the state was going to take Byron's little brothers and sisters into foster care.

I knew Byron couldn't let that happen, and I knew that meant I would lose him.

I just held him closer and began blubbering. I know it was selfish, and I had no right, and I'm sure that it probably made him feel worse, but I couldn't help it.

Neither of us had thoughts of sex as we just held each other until about midnight, when Lisa came home. Then Byron left and went to his place. I'd really have loved for him to stay, because I wanted to spend every moment possible with him before he inevitably left, but figured he needed alone time, so I let him go.

He stopped by to say good bye about 10:00 the next morning. He'd already quit his job, and talked to the school to get a leave of absence or something and to have his scholarship postponed until the fall. 

He told me he'd try to come visit before the end of the year, and he'd call me as often as he could afford. I made him promise to call when he got home, so I knew he arrived safely, then he kissed me one last time, handed me a letter, and drove off.

I never saw him again. 

The letter was really more of a short note, that just said how much he loved me, how he was already missing me, and how he'd be back before I knew it.

He called that night, and we called each other at least every other day after that. I did my best to remain up-beat and tell him everything was going to work out. 

Boy was I ever wrong!

Less than three weeks after returning home, Byron got viral spinal meningitis, and 3 days later he was gone. 

I found out when I got worried that I hadn't heard from him in almost two days and called his house. His little brother said he Byron was in the hospital, and the Dr. was telling them to "pull the plug". When I heard that I just broke down. (His dad gave them permission to do it the next day, before I could even get there to see him - bastard.)

Lisa tried to comfort me, but I was inconsolable.

When I found out Byron's family didn't even have enough money for a funeral, I sent them money from my college fund to at least cover his cremation. I spent most of the rest of my college money flying back for the funeral service.

Byron's brother, Gordon, tried to give me his mother's wedding ring after the memorial service. He said Byron had instructed him to get it so that Byron could give it to me. Gordon thought it was fitting that I get it, since I'd helped with the funeral. Hearing that just devastated me. 

Of course, I refused. I told him to hang on to it, and give it to his own girl someday, between sobs. 

A week later I took my own leave of absence from school. I ended up moving back home to live with my parents and working a series of temp jobs until the end of the summer. It was probably just as well, as my grades were pretty bad for that first semester and a half.

I think I ate a lot to deal with my loss. I'd gained at least another 20 lbs by the end of the summer. 

I also really shut down sexually. Not only didn't I date anyone, I didn't even feel like masturbating more than 2-3 times the whole summer, and those times I felt sad because it reminded me of Byron.

In August I had been temping for the hospital doing filing. They seemed to like me, and they had a different position opening in their billing department. I applied, and got the job. 

I never went back to school.