After that first night with Marc, Wednesday was just a typical day in college. I rushed back to the flat to finish some work before one of the boys turned up at 7:00. I realised I didn’t know who would be coming if you pardon the pun. I didn’t like that I needed to prepare mentally.
I’d have to sort that out in the future. I tried to keep busy to keep everything normal every day, but this was far from ordinary. I would be sleeping with four boys for the next six months. I knew it would save me financially and my future career, but I fought hard not to feel dirty; I was trying not to feel like a slut.
I knew some other girls thought nothing of sleeping with a stranger or two at the weekend. It was their time to be wild, and they intended to make the most of it. I’d never do that. Their body counts were huge, and they’d slept with dozens of men. At twenty-two, I’d still only slept with three. Yes, it would be six by the end of the week, but that wasn’t bad, was it? I wasn’t a slut; I tried to tell myself.
In the second year, Abigail Prescott was rumoured to have a sugar daddy. She’d been seen in the college car park getting into his Mercedes. He was fat and old, but she didn’t seem to care. At least my boys were all presentable. None of them were male model material. But then, I wasn’t going to be gracing the catwalks of Milan any time soon. They were just nice ordinary boys. My mom wouldn’t think twice if I took any of them home. I suddenly had a picture of me at home having Sunday lunch, looking across the table at the dark curly hair of Marc. Stop that. It’s just because he was the first. That’s all. Of course, that’s why he popped into my head.
I was broken out of my daydream by a tentative knock at the door. I knew who that was. It was Jason. It was a timid knock. Jack would have banged in his overly confident way. Fraser was also confident in his quiet way. This was Jason. It appeared that I would take a man’s virginity for the first time tonight. I felt a little flutter of excitement at the thought of it.
“Come in, Jason,” I shouted, “It’s unlocked.”
“How did you know it was me?”
“A lucky guess,” I smiled.
“No, I’m the lucky one,” he stammered. “I can’t believe this is happening, that you’d want to be with me. Not that you want to; of course, you don’t. Why would you want me? You are gorgeous?” he raced away in his nervousness.
“We both know why I’m doing this, Jason. Just remember, I won’t do anything I don’t want to do. I can say no at any time. So that means if I’m with you, it’s because I have chosen to be. You’re not forcing me.”
“Thank you,” he smiled.
“I wanted to be the first. I didn’t want to follow anyone, but you picked Marc. I’m nervous. I wasn’t trying to listen, but the room I share with Fraser is the one above yours. It was me that heard you crying that time. I heard you yesterday; I heard that you enjoyed it. It’s made me even more nervous. I know I won’t be able to make you feel like he could.”
“We don’t know anything. There’s no pressure; I’m not going to compare anyone. It’s not a competition, and I won’t ever be discussing any of you with each other. It’s private between us. You can tell your mates that too. I feel that little squirt Jack will want to know all the details, but he won’t hear from me.” I said that last bit louder, hoping he could hear me.
Jason laughed at that, “Thank you. He takes the piss out of me all the time. He says it’s banter, but sometimes I think he’s a git. He’s always going on about me being a fat lump.”
“You’re not fat. You’re just big-boned.”
“That’s what my mum always says,” Jason smiled.
“Well, she’s right. You may be a bit heavy, but fewer beers and a few hours at the gym would soon sort that out if it bothered you. You can slim down, but Jack can’t get any taller, can he?”
Jason laughed now, and I saw his gorgeous smile. I think I’ve mentioned before that he had a lovely smile.
“I’m still terrified,” he admitted.
“Don’t be; we can move as fast or slow as you wish.”
“ I want to do it. I want to lose my cherry, finally.”
“Well, that’s what we’ll do. I want you to enjoy it but stop putting pressure on yourself. There will be many other times for us; this is just the first. If it’s good or bad, it doesn’t matter. We’ve got time, Now come here,” I held my arms out to him.
I wasn’t the most experienced woman in the world, yet here I was, taking control. I hugged him; he was like a cuddly teddy bear. I pulled his shirt over his head. He was like a bear with a very hairy chest and furry tummy. I idly ran my fingers through his chest hair, stroking his nipple. He was plump, but he was cute. He just had an early dad bought. He had very muscular arms.
I stroked his cheek and said, “I’m not going to kiss you on the lips. I’m sorry, you can kiss me wherever you want, but not on my lips. I’ll kiss you too, but never on your lips. I need to hold something back. I’ll give you everything else. Is that OK?”
He looked disappointed, but he said, “You’re the boss. I’ll agree to anything at this point. I think there’s a chance I might cum in my pants.”
I smiled at him. “Well, if you do, it doesn’t matter. You won’t miss your chance. We’ve got two hours this time. Why don’t you undress and put your clothes on the chair.”
“Everything?” he asked, and I nodded.
As he took off his socks and trousers. I slipped out of my dressing gown. I was naked underneath. Jason turned to me and gasped. His cock was already poking out of his boxer shorts to say hello. He wasn’t as long as Marc, but it was thick and hard.
“You’re stunning,” he said quietly.
I squeezed my tits together and lifted them gently for his inspection.
“You like?” I asked.
“Yes, I like it very much,” said Jason as he tried to force his boxers down and over his very stiff erection.
“Come and show me, then,” I smiled; who was this wanton woman I was turning into? I feel so powerful. I loved the effect that I was having on him. He looked at me like I was a goddess, not some ordinary girl.
“You are so beautiful,” he said, joining me on the duvet. He nuzzled my neck and my ears. I love that and then dipped down to take a nipple into his mouth. He gently squeezed and lifted my other breast as he did so. I could already tell that it would be all about the breasts for him; he was definitely a breast man. He moaned as he sucked first one nipple and then the other. He spent a long time just worshipping my breasts. I felt myself getting wetter., I put my hand down and felt how wet I was; I replaced my fingers with his and placed his hand at my entrance.
“Feel how excited you’ve got me; feel how much I want you?”
“I’ve done that?” he asked, amazed.
With that, I started to pull him back and gently threw my legs over him. “Lick me,” I instructed as I took him into my mouth for the first time. He took eagerly to his task, adding fingers as he nuzzled me. He was all over the place in his enthusiasm, but it was still good; he moaned as I licked along his length,
“Stop now, or I’ll –”
I moved my head away in time to see a massive spurt of sperm shoot into the air.
“Wow,” I couldn’t help but say, “Have you been saving that up?”
“No, I knocked one out before I came down. Jack said it would make me last longer. I always come like that.”
“Impressive,” I said.
He looked very proud of himself as I got a damp flannel to clean up the best I could. He never took his eyes off me as I bent over before his gaze.
“Oh God, you are so sexy.”
I looked, and he was hard again already. I told him to put a condom on. I sat astride him and lowered myself onto his thickness. His eyes were wide as he entered a woman for the first time.
“So tight,” he murmured.
I started to ride him faster and leant forward as he played with my breasts, teasing them with his tongue and fingers. I went faster and faster. He began to meet my movements with his own thrusts. He never took his eyes off my tits as they swung above him. I knew he was almost ready as he seemed to grow inside me. Suddenly he went rigid, and I hugged him as he came.
As he regained his breath, he whispered, “That was amazing; I had no idea it was like that. It was better than I ever imagined. But what about you? You didn’t come.”
“I enjoyed it too. It was wonderful; I don’t always come every time.”
“But I want you to.”
“Then finger me like you did when I was sucking you.”
I lay back as he played with me, I eventually had a small orgasm, and he was happy.
“Well, that was the first for both of us.” I smiled as he put his clothes back on, “Your first time. And my first virgin.”
“No, I wasn’t your first virgin,” said Jason.
“You are; my previous boyfriends had lots of experience.”
“No, not them; it was Marc’s first time too, but don’t tell anyone. Only I knew, he didn’t want Jack to tease him, too,” he smiled as he opened the door. “Thank you. I can’t wait till next time.”
I lay there stunned. That was Marc’s first time? Marc, who was so such a fantastic lover, who gave me the biggest orgasm and the best sex of my life? I couldn’t believe it.
Chapter Three is coming soon – Not so little, Jack.
