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The more she stared at it, the bigger it seemed to grow. In fact, it

was enormous. Finally, Jen had to admit to herself that this was the

first erect cock she had ever seen.

She sat staring at it cross-legged on the floor with eight other

Freshmen who were also trying to stare at it without being obvious.

Her suitemate, the redhead in front of the screen named Veronica, kept

giggling and saying that there was no way that girl was going to

swallow all of that one. To everyone’s nervous amazement, the blonde

kneeling in front of the Giant Cock managed to stuff all of it into

her mouth and look up at its owner with eyes bulging. Maybe that’s how

she got top billing on the video cover, thought Jen, she must be “The

Blonde Identity.”

Two weeks after moving out of her sheltered suburban home and into a

college dorm, Jen had already crossed several barriers that were

unimaginable the month before. First, she had broken off her three

year relationship with her boyfriend, Max, who spent more time

weightlifting than trying to get into her pants in high school. Last

night, she logged onto the Internet for the first time without a

Parental Control Device when Veronica let her have one of her

usernames on her laptop. The first website boasted “over 100,000

erotic stories,” one of which had her cumming that night in bed while

Veronica slept. Tonight, she found herself invited to her first

collegiate party with the rest of the girls from Holts Hall

(affectionately known as Holts Harlots).

While many of the returning college students were downstairs dancing

and playing drinking games, Jen and Veronica took their first cups of

beer and stumbled upon an awkward group of first years who had been

relegated to a second floor ‘library’. The library seemed to consist

entirely of textbooks that couldn’t be resold to the student bookstore

and several hundred videos, most of them porn. Veronica, being the

ever-daring leader, immediately suggested they pop one in, marking

another first for her overwhelmed roommate.

On the floor watching with them were three boys and three other girls.

Jen remembered the three girls from orientation and found out that the

three lived on Holts 2nd floor together. Christie and Lisa were far

too curvy for their clothes and flirted openly with the boys. Brenda

was blackhaired, lightly freckled, and smiled often but rarely spoke.

The boys, however, attracted most of Jen’s attention as she found

herself sizing each of them up.

Mark was the obviously drunk life of the party who kept yelling “Oh

yeah, Baby!!” as the blonde actress in the video choked down her

sizable costar. Pete was Canadian and very hot. And obviously very

interested in Veronica from the moment she practically sat down in his

lap. That left Andy, who was tall and tanned and very cute. She gave

him looks from time to time and smiled but unfortunately he would only

smile back and never hold her eye contact. She hoped college dating

got easier than this.

“Who wants to play strip poker?” yelled Mark, oblivious of the fact

that his own reaction to the porno flick was causing a tiny wet stain

noticeable to all the girls. “Whoooohoooo.”

The others looked at each other and then they all looked towards

Veronica. Five minutes in the room and she was already leading the

damn room AND rubbing up against the hotty. Jen was beginning to hate

her already.

“I know…let’s play Truth or Dare,” she suggested.

The others seemed to concur and for the first time turned away from

the couple now fucking on TV behind Veronica’s shoulder. Jen had no

idea how this game went, but from the name it couldn’t be that tough

to figure out. She moved over next to Andy to form a circle and to

enjoy his own attempts at hiding his wood.

“Alright then, Mark, you’re first. Truth or Dare.” Veronica grinned at

him.

“Dare, baby…you know it.”

“Hmmmm…let’s see. Go out to the stair railing and moon everyone

downstairs while we count to five.”

Surprisingly, Mark’s face went pale for a moment as he stammered for a

way to get out of it in the most macho way. The girls and I howled and

pushed at him. Several minutes later, and after we followed him to the

hallway to watch and count, he had succeeded in baring his ass to the

unimpressed first floor and rambled back into the room with even more

bravado.

“D’dya see that? Mooned em all. That school newspaper girl even took

my picture I think. I’m going to have my big white ass on the front

page tomorrow. Ok, who can I get next?”

Oh god, not me, thought Jen. She was NOT going to moon anybody.

“Lisa, truth or dare, hon?”

“Truth”

“Hmmmm…would you rather give a blowjob to your favorite celebrity or

get eaten out by a total stranger?”

“Oh, that’s easy. Blowjob…and to Keanu Reeves.”

Christie mockingly stared her down. “Are you kidding? You’d give up

getting oral sex to give that guy a blowjob? What are you nuts?”

“He didn’t specify ‘wonderful,’ but I would anyway. Then I’ve got

something to tell my grandkids.”

Everyone laughed.

“Ok, my turn. Christie since you’re so interested in getting oral

sex,” Lisa smirked, “which one of these fine gentleman is most likely

to give it to you the way you want it?”

We all stared in shock and then started to laugh as Christie thought

of a way out of answering. But Lisa was persistent and to the shock of

everyone, including him, Christie threw her arms around Mark and

yelled, “I know it’s him because he can’t keep his mouth shut.” And we

all roared.

As Christie looked around for the next victim, Jen tried to be as

invisible as possible. Still, she wasn’t surprised when she was called

out, “Jenny, your turn to pick, I’m afraid.”

I couldn’t handle a dare, she thought, so blurted out, “Truth.”

Christie looked at her and asked, “Including tonight, how many porn

movies have you seen?” Looking back at the tv screen to see the blonde

being fingerfucked by a pair of bikers, Jen’s mind raced. She had to

lie and say ’several’ just to save face, but what if they asked the

names? She must have looked panicked because Veronica tried to come to

the rescue.

“She’s probably seen a hundred or more. I heard she used to write

erotica in high school between English classes.”

“I doubt it, the way she was staring at that cock,” Lisa chimed in. “I

bet she’d never seen one before.”

Mark moved closer to Christie, eyes still on her tits, “Come on, who

hasn’t seen a porno before???”

The room was quiet except for the moaning of the television, everyone

looking at Jen. She still looked down at her hands, frozen.

“Well, me. That’s my first one.” It was Andy. He was looking at Jen

when she raised her head to meet his gaze. Jen smiled briefly and,

this time, he didn’t look away.

Veronica laughed. “Well then, we have two virgins. What do you think

about it so far, Mr. Andrew?”

Andy looked back at the television screen and shrugged his shoulders,

“It’s gotta helluva plot, now doesn’t it?” And the room was relaxed

and playful again, laughing and joking.

The game went round and round for two hours as the group got

comfortable with each other. Among other things, the group saw Pete

admit to jacking off to his hometown “Live at Five” newswoman,

Veronica fellating Pete’s index finger, and Brenda telling how she

discovered her father’s Playboys. Slowly, however, it became obvious

that Mark and Christie as well as Veronica and Pete were pairing off.

Brenda wandered away to get a drink and didn’t return, while Lisa saw

a boy from her high school who was just about to leave the party and

she chased after him. Veronica had just picked a fourth or fifth video

to watch when Jen stepped into the bathroom.

She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. What a night so far.

Her panties were soaked already and she had to resist touching herself

too much down there until she got back to the room to masturbate. She

put on little lip gloss and went back out to the room.

When she stepped into the room, Andy was sitting alone watching the

television. The images of two women kissing and undressing each other

played across the screen as she sat down next to him, looking for the

others.

“Where’d they all go?”

“I dunno. Pete pulled Veronica downstairs to the backyard, and I think

Mark talked Christie into the attic bedroom.”

Jen let the implications of his words hang as she looked at the door,

then to him gazing at her, then back to the video. She sighed and

smiled to herself. Well, this was her chance and it was a lot better

than going back to the dorm room.

“What do you guys see in that?”

“In what?” Andy was still looking at her profile as she sat beside

him.

“In two girls…doing it.”

Andy looked away and grinned. “I was just thinking that. It’d be a

whole lot better if I was caught in the middle there wouldn’t it?”

She elbowed him. The nudged each other several times as she pretended

not to be interested in the lesbian scene playing itself out in front

of them.

“Truth or dare?” Andy called out of the blue.

“Was it your turn?”

“Mark loaned me his. Truth or dare?”

“Hmmmm…truth.”

“See, I knew you always avoided dares. Ok, then,” he looked back at

the screen, “which of the girls tonight would you want to do THAT to

you.”

Jen watched the Barbie-porportioned woman without tan lines burying

her face into the cunt of the actress with a butterfly tattoo on her

hip.

“You’re crazy.”

“Why? Just a question.”

“But I’m not gay.”

“So, it’s just a question. Neither am I, but I’d definitely pick Mark

to suck me off. He can’t close his mouth.”

She laughed. “Why does it turn you on?”

“Uh-uh, not your turn…answer the question missy, or get a spanking.”

“Tempting. Ok, not Veronica. That would be gross.”

“Damn, I was hoping to see that.”

“Not on your life. Not Lisa, she’s mean. And Christie, I dunno. I

guess… if it’s just a question, mind you… I guess it’d be Brenda.”

“Really? She doesn’t seem the wild type.”

“Maybe that’s why. She’s quiet, mysterious. Plus, she’d never tell.”

Jen looked at him as he sat there thoughtfully contemplating her being

orally ravaged by poor little Brenda and smiling. “Ok, smart alec,

truth or dare?”

“I guess I have to save face with a dare now, don’t I?”

“Yep, and I want a foot rub.”

Andy smiled as she offered a bare foot into his lap. He began to

massage it, but couldn’t help notice that she had plopped it down

right on top of his semi-hard erection. Not brave or crazy enough to

move it, he felt himself getting harder as his hands massaged her

foot.

Jen rejoiced at having landed her heel right on that teasing bulge and

felt him growing below her as she tried to relax.

“How’s this feel?”

“Glorious…hmmmmmmmm. You could give up Engineering you know, do this

full time.”

“Only if I could find a woman to pay handsomely for it.” He smiled at

her as he moved the other foot onto his lap, taking care to place it

on his cock as well.

“I think you’d make a business major yet.” She closed her eyes and

felt his strong hands kneading her toes and arch. She could hear one

of the women cumming onscreen but dared not turn to watch.

“Ok, truth…. or DARE.” She opened one eye to see him still massaging

her foot and smiling down at her outstretched figure.

“Would it surprise you if I finally said dare?”

“Pleasantly.”

“Ok, you win. Dare.”

He paused for a moment, but then continued the massage of her ankles.

“I’m dying for a kiss.”

She sat up on her elbows to look at him. That gorgeous face staring

back at her, how could she say no? She slipped her feet out of his

lap, swung around to kneel against him, said, “You’re on,” and planted

a tender kiss on his waiting lips. They kissed slowly several times

before his arms embraced her. She felt his tongue slip inside her lips

and then the heat of a more passionate kiss. Gasping for air, she

pulled back. Staring at him eye to eye, she kissed him again, this

time meeting his probing tongue with hers.

Before she knew it, he had rolled her onto the carpet and was kissing

her from above. Her hands moved over his tight arms and shoulders as

she felt one of his hands slide over her stomach to the edge of her

jeans. She pushed him up and their kiss ended with him looking down

surprised at her.

“Truth or dare?” she said breathlessly.

“Oh I’ll take a dare, definitely.”

“I’d like to see you with your shirt off.”

Andy sat back and peeled his shirt off in one motion, showing a young

hairless chest and six pack abs. She started to run her hand over them

but he caught her hand and waggled the other index finger. “No, no.

Your turn. Let’s have the shirt.”

“But you didn’t ask truth or dare?” she teased.

“Well…?”

Jen reached down and slowly unbuttoned her blouse from the top down.

When she slipped open the last one, she sat up letting her shirt fall

down her arms. As they sat facing each other he reached his hand up to

touch her face, then trail down her neck to her shoulder just inside

the bra strap. He stopped there, seemingly contemplating the next

move. Her eyes narrowed in anticipation and she whispered to him,

“Dare?”

“Yes.”

“Open my bra with one hand.”

Andy trailed his finger down the strap and lightly ran over the top

edge of her bra. Her breasts were exquisite in the black silk B-cup,

milky and firm. He eyed the front clasp with some consternation, then

let one finger slip between it and her warm skin. He felt her take a

deep breath as he tried to squeeze it together for several seconds.

She smiled and almost broke into a laugh, when suddenly one side

slipped up and the clasp popped open between his fingers. He looked at

her startled expression and waited for it to fade to lust again before

he let one side slip down over the breast. Every nerve in her body

screamed for her hands to cover herself but she merely followed his

gaze down to see one pink nipple exposed and hardening in the light.

Her bra soon fell onto her shirt.

“Truth or dare?” he asked, still looking at her perfect tits.

“Dare…I think.”

He grinned. “Watch the lesbians while I undress you.”

Jen instinctively looked back at the television to see two completely

different women in a sixty-nine position. Then she looked back at the

open library door. The hallway was darker, the clock in the corner

read 2 am and the voices downstairs were gone. She felt him guide her

up to a stand facing the screen in front of him, her back to his bare

chest before she thought to reply.

“I…I don’t think…”

“It’s just a dare.”

She thought about it. She wanted to, that’s the thing. For the first

time, it wasn’t just curiosity. She really wanted him. She stood

holding her breasts as his hands slipped down to her hips and around

to unbuckle her belt. Sliding it around her waist, he unsnapped her

jeans with one hand, smoothly this time, and unzipped them with the

other. Then, hooking both thumbs inside, he gently eased the jeans

down her legs. As she stepped out of them, his face looked up to see

that her black panties had pulled up on one buttock, and that one

beautiful porcelain cheek was exposed completely. With an effort he

broke his gaze to stand back up behind her and embrace her once again.

Meanwhile, Jen watched the women exploring each other, fingers

spreading pink hairless pussy while their tongues danced over the

barely hooded clits. She almost felt faint, barely able to stand.

Barely able to keep her hands off of her own pink flesh. She felt him

rise behind her and reach around to squeeze her from behind. She

closed her eyes and managed to reach her hand around to his groin. She

felt him grind into her hand slightly as she rubbed up and down the

front of his pants, his hands crossing her chest in a bear hug but

finding her hardened nipples.

“Oh god, I want to see this,” she sighed as she toyed with his clothed

member.

“Is that a dare?”

“It’s the truth…”

His arms loosened up slightly as she swung around and dropped in front

of him. She had his pants undone and down to his thighs before he had

even opened his own eyes. He looked down to see her staring at his

boxer briefs, the obvious outline of his cock pointing towards his

abdomen. She looked up to catch his eye, then back again before she

reached up to peel the top of the briefs slowly over the glans and

then down exposing the rest of him.

Without even giving him the chance to step out of his jeans, Jen

reached out to touch the line of precum that trailed from his

throbbing cock to the briefs below. Rubbing it between her fingers,

she felt an urge to taste it, and looked up to seem him watching her,

euphoric. The slippery fluid was enticing to her, as she gathered up

more of it by circling the tip of his penis and then spreading it down

the length of his shaft. That seemed to nearly buckle his knees, and

she looked up at him again, her hand encircling the base of his cock.

“I’d like to try a 69.”

Andy was in no position to argue. “You’re on,” he quickly replied and

before he knew it he was on the ground, finally stripped. Jen was

throwing a knee over his head to straddle him, still clutching the

base of his cock. When she got comfortable, he felt her relax and lean

forward.

“Do you trust me not to bite it?”

“I do.”

“This…you’re, well, my first one. So…”

“Me too. And, I dare you to.”

She smiled and looked back at the hard organ in her hand, seeping more

precum again. She did in fact tilt her head and playfully take the

shaft between her teeth, then realized how warm he was against her

lips. She kissed up to the tip, hand still holding him upright. Once

over him, she continued to kiss, opening her mouth a little more with

each kiss.

He felt her teeth on him and started to smile, then gasped as she

began to kiss his cock. As her mouth reached the top and began to take

him in little by little, he reached up with both hands to hold onto

something. What he found was her hips hovering over his head, and he

watched her thighs open slightly and float downwards as he guided her

onto his face. Her cunt lips were sandwiched by lazy curls of thin

dark hair, all glistening in the low light. His nose touched her

first, and she tensed for just a moment as his mouth opened to taste

her luscious flesh. He had no concept of where to kiss, so he opened

his mouth and moved his lips in and out of her silky folds.

As she started moving her lips up and down on the tip of his cock, she

felt as if deep throating him would be no problem. She guessed him to

be about seven or eight inches long and amazingly thick, but he slid

in very easily. Once she had gotten below the knobbed end though, she

realized that this was not like practicing on popsicles at home. This

was bigger, it was warm, and it seemed to jump down her throat. She

found that she could take it a third of the way with her tongue

inside. Closer to halfway with her tongue licking him. And with him

eating her pussy so fervently now, she couldn’t keep bobbing up and

down on him and not gasp for breath.

Eventually as her cunt began to move with him, his tongue began to

slip side to side, occasionally finding a small knob that always made

her jump. Whenever he found her vagina, he thrust his tongue inside,

only to be disappointed that it did not fill her up. Gradually, as he

settled into a rhythm of kissing and licking her, she rocked back to

let him touch that little button. That must be her clit, he thought,

and encircled his lips around it. She moaned loudly and slowed her

movements for a brief moment. He waited patiently, then began to suck

in, barely touching the clit itself with his lips around it. She

exploded by bucking and rocking her pelvis against his wet lips.

When she felt him reach her clit with the right pressure, she knew she

was about to explode into orgasm. She could feel herself fucking his

face and seeking the right trigger. She tried to concentrate on taking

him in her mouth again, but couldn’t breath. She pumped his cock with

her hand unconsciously as she began to moan in anticipation. Her head

flew back and she caught a profile in the doorway, but she was too far

gone. Her body tensed and spasmed as waves of the most intense release

washed over her. When she came, her cries seemed to fill the room in a

chorus of pleasure. She wanted the moment to last forever and

continued to thrust against his lips even after her orgasm.

She opened her eyes to see Brenda gazing at them. Her body was leaning

out into the hallway and only her head was inside the doorway, as if

frozen in time. There was no way to know how long she had been there,

but Jen felt too good to stop now. Brenda smiled at her but made no

move to come in, content to watch from the shadows.

Jenny looked down, surprised to see her handjob still ongoing. His

beautiful cock fascinated her and she wanted more than anything to see

it blow it’s mysterious load. As she slowed her pelvic thrusts, she

slipped his cock back into her mouth while continuing to pump him with

her slippery fingers. She finally realized she could taste his precum

and enjoyed licking it off of him, not knowing if it was salty simply

due to their sweat at this point.

When she began her steady, deep rhythm again, she felt him get even

larger. His legs and stomach began to stiffen and she could sense that

he was on the edge. His hands gripped her ass and he began to thrust

up with every stroke. Just as she heard a muffled groan beneath her,

she sat up to watch her hand pump the first explosion out of him and

seemingly all over both of them. That was the only cum she missed as

she dove back and sucked the rest off of his cock until his orgasm

waned.

She propped herself up on her elbows, slowly teased his spasming cock,

and wiped away a drop of cum from her chin. She could hear him

catching his breath underneath her pussy but did not want to move.

Eventually, fearing he would suffocate, she rolled over on her side

and they embraced. She kissed him for an eternity and they stared at

each other smiling, not thinking of anything to say.

She looked up briefly to find Brenda, but she was no longer in the

doorway. His eyes followed hers then looked at her quizzically. She

shook her head and smiled as if to say “nothing special” and gave him

another long kiss.

As they became aware again of the house noises below them, they

giggled at each other and began to reach for their clothes. Andy tried

to hide her bra behind his back, but she was able to retrieve it with

a well-guided hand to his still semi-hard rod. They dressed quickly

but still watched each other as if in wonder. When they moved down the

stairs and out into the morning air, they left the house nearly

deserted.

“I think I could get used to these college parties,” Jen sighed as she

slipped her arm around his waist.

“You mean the company, the beer, or the videos?” Andy replied

playfully.

“The truth? All of it. Especially the company. I wonder if we can top

it next time.” She looked up at him and smiled.

“I double dare you.”