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I grew up in a tiny rural town in a boring rural state, and despite finding porn and my strong libido at a young age, I didn’t ever discover anyone at my tiny rural high college worth touching with a ten foot pole (except one girl, but we were underage so I can not tell that story here). I was so excited when I got accepted to the only worthwhile school in my state, since it was finally time for me to be unfettered. I’ve already gotten so much more than I bargained for, but I want to tell you about freshman orientation weekend today.

First, I should describe myself a bit. I’m really short — 5’1″ — and I got teased for it a lot growing up, but now tall guys are into me so I’m feeling vindicated about it. I have short, pixie-cut brown hair and brown eyes. Being an indoor nerd, I’m also pretty pale and have glasses. Most guys like to comment on my freckles, I have lots splashed around my cheeks, chest, and arms. Speaking of chests, I’m not the bustiest gal around, but I think my C cups look really nice and proportional to the rest of my body. I think most guys like my ass best, I do lots of squats at home to keep my pelvic chain strong and my butt nice and toned. I also am not a fan of shaving, so I have pubic hair and the like. Okay, back to the story!

The orientation itself was mind-numbingly boring. “Don’t cheat, work hard, join clubs” blah blah blah. All I remember about it was this deep, thrumming energy… I felt like a compressed spring, ready to leap in any direction. Once the speakers ended up the orientation, people were mostly milling around. One guy who had been checking me out during the speeches tapped me on the shoulder and started chatting — I guess he was sort of cute, but mostly I liked the hunger I could see in his eyes and how tall he was. He complimented my dress (white with yellow sunflowers speckled around it) and I was pretty sure right there I was gonna be fucking him soon. We exchanged phone numbers and I didn’t have to wait long after leaving the auditorium to get a text from him. “Hey it’s Jake,” he sent, and after a couple quick back and forth texts, he asked if I wanted to “hang out” at his dorm. I had to restrain myself from sending a “yessss” text fast — gotta keep the mystique up just a bit — but I think he knew where everything was heading. To calm down a bit, I masturbated in my dorm room (roommate hadn’t arrived in town yet), took a shower, and then went out to buy some condoms (remember this bit for later). I was shaking so bad as I was checking out, but I resolved myself to lose my virginity that night.

After getting his room info, I rushed over to Jake’s dorm. I almost wanted to change into something more slutty, but Jake said he liked the dress so I kept it on. When I got to his room, it turned out his roommate also wasn’t arriving for a few days, so we hung out there. He had gotten some alcohol — pink lemonade vodka or some such, I can barely remember — and I leapt at the chance to prove how cool I was by drinking just a bit too much. Once he realized how drunk I was, he started touching me a lot more, and it was only a few minutes until he had his hands all over me. I felt like I was vibrating at a frequency so high that all the glass in the room was gonna shatter, and I let out a slow gasp as his hand went up my dress and into my panties to feel how wet I was. Once he felt me he drew his finger out and slid it into my mouth, and I enjoyed the taste of myself on him so much… It was not that much longer that I would be sucking my taste off of him in a different way. We pretty much lost all pretense of control at that point, and I was on my knees in front of him in a heartbeat after that.

Your first blowjob, better do it well! I wondered to myself, and when I felt his cock in my hand I was delighted by how hard and warm he was. I’m not good at measurements, but I imagine he was somewhat average, about 5-6 inches long and thick enough to be satisfying but not scary. (Sorry if you wanted a gigantic cock story, I have some of those to tell for another time!) I took the head into my mouth and played with it for a while, moving my tongue around it and tasting the salt and slight bitterness of his pre-cum. I don’t think I was very good at taking it deep into my mouth, but pretty quickly he was grunting hard and warning me he was gonna cum. This was my first blowjob so I wasn’t sure what to do right away, but he didn’t give me much of a choice and sort of pushed me a little deeper onto it as he came in my mouth and down my throat. I coughed a lot and pulled back, since I wasn’t exactly ready, but I felt so overjoyed that I had finally given a blowjob and tasted cum for the first time. He apologized, but I told him I didn’t mind and then he told me he wanted to eat me out too. Later I learned that he just wanted some time to recover after finishing so he could get hard again, haha.

He slipped under my dress and then slid my panties over my knees, and pretty soon I was in heaven. Just having a man touching me like that was so new and fun, I think I lasted less time than he did. It was the first time someone else had made me orgasm and I felt a little bit of myself fall in love with him like naive little girl. I learned later I was really in love with the feeling of a tongue on my clit. After I was done clenching his face with my thighs and shaking, he was hard again — I guess he enjoyed my taste and sounds a lot!

We shed the rest of our clothes and he got a really dorky grin as he looked me up and down. I pulled him down over me and kissed him, and he got his hips aligned with mine and started rubbing my sensitive clit with the head of his cock. A tiny voice in the back of my head kept screaming to tell him to put on one of the condoms I brought but I was so turned on and ready that I wrapped my legs around his hips and pulled him into me. It hurt just a bit at first, but just like that I wasn’t a virgin any more! After that instant, I didn’t even once think about the condoms again.

Once Jake was inside, that hunger in his eyes from earlier was back. I was just there to satisfy it, to be consumed for his pleasure. He manhandled me a lot, pushing my thighs back and trying for deeper and deeper angles until I felt like every thrust was gonna knock the wind out of me. Pretty soon, his thrusts got more and more erratic, and he looked me in the eyes with that same begging, hungry look. “Should I pull out?” he asked, and I didn’t even think about it. I just wrapped my legs around his hips again and then he was shooting his load deep inside me. I could feel his dick twitch and pulse in me as he moaned, and felt a rush of my lubricant and his cum on my thighs as he pulled out.

Immediately I dipped my fingers inside me and got them slick, then started rubbing myself. I think he was excited to see me play with his cum, because he stayed half hard as he watched me — without a word I slipped down and put the head of his cock back in my mouth for a few moments, tasting the complicated and musky flavors of both of us on him. It was too sensitive though, he stopped me pretty quickly, and he watched me orgasm again for him.

Afterwards, he didn’t believe me that it was my first time sucking dick or getting fucked. He especially felt a little guilty that we didn’t use protection, but I told him that I had really loved that part. I think it honestly started a bit of a fetish in me, and now I really, really resent when I have to use protection.

Jake and I have hooked up about once a week since then, and we never bother with condoms, but he has pulled out and cum on my stomach or ass a few of the more unsafe weeks. And after losing the chains of my virginity, I have since gone more than a bit wild.

NSFW: yes

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