In the last story, Sarah and Insemination, our protagonist, Sarah, had worked a couple of days for a cattle inseminator where she was taken aback not only at the male equipment of bulls, but by Doug, the head of the company that she worked for. After almost having sex with him in the shower she became intimidated, declined his advances, and quit. However, the idea of having sex with a well-endowed male had been indelibly etched in her mind.
Some 10 days after her experience working at Acme Bovine Services Sarah had a date with Sean, one of the jocks on campus. It was nothing special, only going to a basketball game and then something to eat afterwards. She liked Sean, but on only one date nothing much happened. Two days later, it was a very warm autumn day and Sarah dressed in a tee shirt and running shorts had to go to the library to do research for a termpaper. She was seated in a carrel in one of the obscure wings when Sean of all people came by just by chance. He pulled a chair into the carrel and they talked, but the talk led to some kissing, and the kissing to some petting. The running shorts were perfect because Sean worked his hand up the leg opening and could play with Sarah's pussy. Access was near perfect and soon he was fingering her, but the location was such that they could not go any further. That's when Sean invited Sarah to a fraternity event the next weekend.
Her time at Acme having sparked her natural horniness, Sarah was intent on seducing Sean and spent time carefully planning what she would wear. For many years, women had resorted to "the little black dress" as a fashion staple. Sarah had one that fit her to a T and was short enough to inspire any man's imagination. To this she would add a black pushup bra and a black garter belt. She made a decision that there should be no bikinis to get in the way. At late afternoon Sean came by and picked Sarah up. She looked smashing. The event was nice enough, but most importantly the frat house had many nooks and alcoves where she and Sean could find some personal time together.
After the social part of the evening, Sarah asked Sean to show her around. When they got to the back of the house there was a classic walnut paneled room with a large upholstered sofa. It was perfect for making out and that's what soon happened. Again, Sean's roaming hand had found Sarah's pussy, but he was delighted to not find any panties that would restrict his access. It wasn't much for the hem of the dress to work itself up and was soon around Sarah's waist. His fingering was sensual and soon her pussy was incredibly wet. Sean, ever prepared, removed a rubber from his wallet, opened the packet, and soon had rolled it down over the shaft of his manhood. Moments later he had entered Sarah and the two gyrated until he had to cum. The sex was good, but Sarah felt that Sean's manhood was nowhere near that of Doug and when she saw the amount of semen that had been ejaculated into the rubber, it wasn't even close to the two ounces that she had hoped for. In her mind, even though Sean was a decent enough guy and was a good lover, her quest for a guy that had bigger equipment would have to continue.
"If only I hadn't lost my courage when Doug was about to fuck me in the shower," she kept saying to herself.
Some days later Sarah sat in her economics class and was finding the material on supply and demand curves a bit dry to say the least. When it came to demand all she could think about was that horny feeling that she had between her legs. As for supply she did a careful look around the lecture hall and that's when she spied Greg, an athletic looking guy sitting in the back row. When class was over, Sarah made her way to the exit just as Greg did and feigned bumping into him dropping her books on the floor.
"I'm sorry," she said, "I just wasn't paying attention."
"No problem," he said apparently savoring the encounter with the cute coed.
"Did you get what Dr. Harris was saying about supply and demand?" she asked.
"Yeah. Sorta. Why?"
"I'm not getting it. Any chance that you could find time to explain that chapter to me?" she asked.
"Sure. What are you doing right now? Want to go for coffee?" asked Greg.
"I don't have another class until this afternoon. If you have the time, I'd appreciate it." And at that the two headed off to the student union. We won't get into the technical explanation that Greg gave Sarah, but let's just say that the conversation evolved into her flirting with him and Greg eventually asking Sarah for a date to an upcoming concert that weekend. Of course, our girl Sarah readily agreed.
When Saturday finally arrived, and it could not get here soon enough in Sarah's mind, she took a lot of extra time in getting ready. In her case it was far more than just tending to her makeup because she decided that she wanted to completely shave her pussy rather than having just the landing strip that she'd maintained since high school. It was a completely different feel, but one that she also thought was nice. Hopefully Greg would think so, too. Her wardrobe selection was skinny jeans and a sheer blouse. "Nothing like showing a little of the goodies," she said to herself.
They got to the concert, their seats were terrific and the band even better than their fondest expectations. Greg turned out to be one sexy date and for each minute that went by Sarah was more intent on fucking him before the evening was done. On their way from the concert they decided to stop by an all-night diner for something to eat. Greg had no sooner pulled into a parking place when Sarah reached for his crotch.
"I think I can offer you something good to eat," she told him.
"I bet you can," Greg said pulling her towards him and wrapping his arm around her so he could fondle her right boob.
"Actually, instead of eating me, I'd much rather have you fuck me," she boldly stated.
"I've got a box of condoms in the console. I do come prepared."
"I like a guy who cums prepared," she said unzipping her jeans.
