Chapter 1
Jenny leaned in close to the blonde boy and slowly took his thick glasses off. She smiled as he quickly batted his blue eyes, figuring he probably could not see very well now.
"I thought you wanted to talk to me about science," the little blonde muttered. "I don't understand--"
"Shhh," the redhead said.
No doubt about it, Jenny thought. The kid was cute without his glasses, and it really didn't matter if he could see.
Jenny wrapped her fingers around both of his wrists and brought his hands to her big, full tits. She put those hands on her breasts and smiled as the little, blonde boy started to feel her through her soft T-shirt.
He batted his eyes again as he felt those soft and sexy mounds.
"Wow," he said, "I've never felt anything like that before."
"How old are you, Lance?" the sexy female asked.
"Eighteen. I just turned eighteen last
Tuesday."
"And you've never felt a girl's tits before?"
"No," he said, "I was always more interested in chemistry."
Jenny put her hand behind Lance's head and moved her face closer to his.
"I'll show you chemistry," she said softly.
And then she kissed him tenderly on the mouth.
Jenny was a sexy redhead of nineteen. She was a college sophomore who worked in the college public relations office on a part-time basis as a student photographer.
It was a way to make a little extra money and also a way to meet people.
People are very nice to a sexy girl with a camera. Even the college president knew her and smiled at her when he saw her walking across the campus on her way to a class. She had taken his picture at a lot of special events.
But, mostly, Jenny liked meeting people like Lance. That afternoon, she had come to freshman orientation to shoot a few pictures of in-coming students. It was what the public relations director called "fresh faces." Jenny picked out a few of the more attractive students, took their pictures against recognizable college backgrounds, and asked a few questions.
By asking questions, she had learned that Lance had won awards for his science experiments when he was as young as ten years old. She figured this science whiz kid would make a good story for the public relations magazines and brochures, and she also thought that he would look very cute if he just took off his thick glasses.
After all, he had that thick head of blonde hair and that crooked, little smile and that sexy, little body. She told Lance that she wanted to take some' pictures of him experimenting, and he said he had a private dormitory room with all of his chemistry equipment already set up.
Now Jenny sat in his dorm room with him and looked at that equipment and decided she wanted to do a different kind of experimentation with Lance.
She turned toward the little, blonde guy again and she kissed his face with soft, sweet pecks. He closed his eyes and sighed a little when she did that.
"Welcome to college, Lance," Jenny said. "Welcome to a new life."
"Wow," Lance said, "and I've only been in college for a day. Classes haven't even started yet."
"Forget about the classes," Jenny murmured. "Never let classes stand in the way of your education."
Then the sexy redhead pressed her body against his and pushed the little blonde back on the bed. He gasped at first, but then he slipped his arms around her and seemed to grow more comfortable under her lusty body.
He grew more comfortable and he grew hard too. As Jenny moved against him, she could feel that hardness growing in his pants.
Jenny whispered in his ear.
"Let's get our clothes off and do this right," she said.
The little blonde only groaned.
The female figured that the little scientist was probably paralyzed by lust and fear. So she started the action by slowly unbuttoning his shirt. His chest was thin and hairless and white.
When the shirt was unbuttoned and opened, Jenny slipped her fingers down over his chest and his stomach and touched the bulge in his pants too.
"Oh, that feels good," the scientist murmured. "That feels very good."
Jenny sat up straight and pulled her T-shirt over her head. She figured that Lance could make out her movements, even without his glasses.
She bared her big tits for the little guy and then she stood up and slipped out of her shoes. She opened her tight jeans and pushed them down her legs.
Lance just lay there, rubbing his crotch, batting his blue eyes and trying to see as much as he could without his glasses. He could see that soft form moving, and he could see the clothes slipping away from her body as if by magic.
Then, when Jenny was naked, she moved down onto the bed next to Lance again and held him tight against her body. Again, the little scientist closed his eyes.
It didn't matter what he could see and couldn't see. He felt her lying there beside him. He felt her naked flesh and her cool breath on his face.
Feelings were all, the little, blonde scientist thought.
"I'm glad you got a private dorm room," the naked redhead said. "I'm going to have a room-mate in my dorm room."
"I like to do experiments late at night," Lance said.
Then the little scientist giggled. He thought about what he was doing now, and he knew that this kind of experiment was going to be a lot more fun than mixing chemicals to analyze their qualities.
As he held the naked girl close to him, Lance decided that this was the kind of late-night experimentation he wanted to do more of.
"Come on," Jenny said, "Let's get your clothes off too, stud."
Stud. Lance smiled when he heard that word. She had actually called him stud. No one had ever called him anything like that before.
He rose up and let the redhead help him off with his shirt. Then he slipped out of his shoes and felt her fingers pulling off his socks too.
The next place she touched was his crotch, but Lance did not gasp this time. He was sort of used to having her finger his hardness by now, and he wanted to act like a real stud.
She opened his pants and pulled them down his legs. Lance kicked them off and let them fall onto the floor. Then he lay there in just his white briefs and Jenny looked down at that bulging hardness.
She smiled when she saw the size of that bulge.
Maybe it was just that he was such a small guy. But Jenny suspected that it was more than just relativity at work here. The little scientist was obviously very well-hung. She moved her fingers over his bulge and felt that hardness grow even more. That was all flesh down there, she thought, and it was bigger than the bulge some guys had in their pants when they shoved a pair of socks down into their shorts to impress their dates.
"Stud," she said softly.
And Lance quivered on the bed with the sound of that word echoing through his head.
Jenny wondered about the girls who had gone to high school with Lance. What fools they were, Jenny thought, to let all of this meat go to waste for so long.
Some girl should have noticed the big bulge in the blonde's pants and should have determined to get that cock into her pussy. Jenny smiled as she thought about what she would have done if she had been in the same high school with that blonde, stud scientist. She thought about sneaking into his laboratory while he was out getting more test tubes and slipping under the table where his experiment was bubbling. And, when he returned to look down on that experiment, to monitor slight changes of temperature in the chemicals, she would have reached out and touched his crotch with her fingers. She would have grabbed him and pulled his prick out of his pants and started to suck on it. Lance would have been at her mercy then, she thought, and she would monitor the changes in his temperature by working her lips and her fingers over that big, big cock.
Jenny let the quick fantasy go from her brain as she slipped her feminine fingers under the waistband of his briefs and slowly pulled them down the guy's legs. Enough of fantasy. When this guy's shorts were off, his world would be heated up with reality-with a wild and sweet sexual reality.
When she pulled the briefs away from his loins, the long prick sprang up like something that was happy to greet her.
The cock looked like it was nearly a foot long, and it was very hearty and big and sturdy too.
Jenny slipped the guy's briefs over his feet and then dropped them on the floor next to the bed. The prick was so big that she was able to wrap the fingers of both hands around the thing and still see the mighty crown of the member. She tightened her fingers around his cock and she smiled at that crown.
Lance groaned. He was new to all of this kind of action and he would probably come very quickly, Jenny thought. Guys who were new to sex had trouble controlling themselves. Still, Jenny wanted to give him a quick and wild taste of every kind of sexual experience-and she wanted to get a taste of something too.
Quickly, she lowered herself down onto the bed with her pretty face just a few inches of his prick. She brought her face even closer and licked her lips. She could see the pre-come glistening on the tip of his organ, and she knew that stuff would be sweet.
Then the redhead opened her mouth wide and worked her lips over the end of the prick. She tightened her lips around the crown of that dork and sucked on it with a warm feeling of sex flooding her own body.
Yes, Jenny could taste the pre-come that Oozed from the head of the prick. And, yes, it was just as sweet and manly as she had thought it would be.
She could feel the throbbing in the meat too, the pumping power that made the cock seem to vibrate as she held it in her fingers. She moved those fingers up and down the big shaft as she sucked a little more of the prick into her mouth.
When blonde stud groaned, Jenny knew she was pleasing him as science had never pleased him. She sucked on that organ for just a few seconds and then she raised up again.
"I'm going to take your cock into my pussy now," she announced. "My cunt wants your cock. My twat is aching for a fucking from your prick."
The little blonde groaned again and shivered with anticipation as he heard those words.
The big-tittcd redhead moved over his body and slowly lowered herself down to that rod. She grasped the prick in her hand and held it steady as she worked the lips of her pussy over the cock. The thing was so huge that she could feel the lips of her cunt being stretched to new and sexy proportions.
When she had about half of the thick, long piece of meat inside her, she pressed her fingers against Lance's thin, hairless chest. She murmured to him with sexuality dripping from every syllabic.
"Shove it into me. Fuck me. Drive all of that cock into me. It's only natural to do that."
Even as Lance reached out and touched her body with his fingers, even as he slipped those fingers over her flesh, he found himself being a little surprised that he seemed to know just what to do. He suspected that Jenny was right. This was only natural, and he was following some natural instinct that was deep inside him, some instinct that had lain dormant for too long.
He bucked under her and rammed his prick deep into her pussy. Jenny gasped as more meat went into her cunt.
She moved her fingers over Lance's shoulders and up to his face. She touched him as she felt that cock pulsating in her pussy.
"Oh, yes, stud. I like it. I like the way your prick feels inside me."
And the nearly blind blonde smiled and liked being called a stud too. He started to churn his hips and work his prick in and out of her tight pussy.
He gasped as she gasped and he felt very experimental.
And, as Lance started to fuck her with a steady, true rhythm, she rocked on his cock and found herself wishing that she could give every stud in the freshman class this kind of orientation.
When Jenny got back to her dorm room that afternoon, she found a sexy, little blonde in cut-offs unpacking.
The blonde turned when Jenny entered the room and smiled at her.
"Hi," she said, "I'm Kim. I'm your room-mate."
"Hello, Kim," Jenny said. "My name is Jenny. Arc you a freshman?"
"Yeah," the girl said.
Jenny put her camera down on the table on her side of the room. "I'm a sophomore," she said. "If you have any questions about college, don't be afraid to ask."
"I hope we can be good friends," Kim said earnestly.
Jenny smiled and slipped out of her T-shirt. She stood there with her tits bare in front of her new room-mate.
"Do you have a boyfriend, Kim?" she asked.
"Yes," the girl said, looking at those big tits on the redhead. "His name is Harry. I've been dating him for years. But he goes to a different college."
"So you're free here?" the redhead asked as she lay down on her bed.
"Free?"
"Free to screw around with other guys, I mean," Jenny said.
"No, I'm not free to do that," Kim said. "I love Harry. I want to be faithful to him."
Jenny turned and stared at the little blonde. What did she have here? Some little prude? Some religious fanatic? Jenny figured she had better find out now. If this girl was going to be shocked by everything Jenny talked about, they would just have to go down and tell the dorm mother to find new room-mates for both of them.
"Come on, Kim," the redhead said, turning onto her side on the bed and looking at the blonde. "You said that this guy goes to a different college. Do you really think he is going to be faithful to you there?"
"Well, I hope he will."
"He won't. Not if he's worth anything as a guy at all. And you're a cute, little thing. Blonde and everything. You start walking around this campus and you're going to have guys trying to pick you up right away."
"That doesn't mean I have to go out with them," Kim said firmly.
"No, it doesn't," Jenny agreed. "But you're going to be missing out on a major part of your college experience if you don't. You're going to be missing out on the best part of your education."
Then the redhead grinned and said, "Tell me, Kim, did you and Harvey--"
"Harry," the blonde corrected.
"Harry, I mean. Did you and Harry fuck?"
Kim took a deep breath and nodded her head. "Yes," she said, "during our senior year in high school."
"Did you enjoy it with him?"
"Sure. I loved it."
"So you're used to having sex and now you're going to turn yourself off. You're going to deny yourself on a campus filled with yummies."
"With what?"
"Yummies. That's the way I think of studs. And, being a sophomore, I can tell you, Kim. This campus is over-running with tempting yummies."
"Tempting," the blonde repeated.
"And you think you're going to fight off temptation just because you have some wild idea about staying faithful to a boyfriend who is a million miles away. That doesn't make sense, Kim."
"Not a million miles," Kim said. "Just about five hundred."
"Five hundred might as well be a million," the redhead said, turning onto her back again. "Think about it, Kim. Just think about it."
Jenny closed her eyes and listened as her new room-mate sighed.
She could tell that Kim was thinking about things.
"Tempting," Kim murmured again.
And Jenny figured that the girl would come around to her way of thinking soon enough.