NOTE: The Coeds is a series of short stories (some longer than others) about the sexual exploits of six freshman girls at a fictional college. The stories are organized by character, and, occasionally, the same story is told from multiple perspectives. Although it draws inspiration from real-life events (and some of the stories are not too far off), the names and locations have been changed to protect the horny, and it's meant to be a sensationalized parody of college life.
All characters are over the age of 18 at all times described herein.
Amy's First Week Fuck:
The first week of college is freshman orientation. Some upperclassmen are there, but there weren't any classes. It was mostly events during the day to familiarize the new students with campus, and then debauchery at night as most of these 18 year olds were completely unsupervised for the first times in their lives.
I was at rooming with my high school friend Megan, and we went out on the second night with a lot of the girls from our floor. There were about ten of us, and we all ended up at the campus bar with what seemed like hundreds of other freshman. Music was playing, and drinks were flowing, and, even though everyone was practically "meeting" for the first time, pretty much everyone seemed to be looking to hook up.
Megan and I ran into a guy we had met earlier at orientation, and we started talking to him and some of his hall mates who were out just like we were. I immediately hit it off with his roommate from Vermont named Evan.
Evan was tall and confident, with sandy brown hair. I think he knew he had me twisted around his finger from the first moment. He bought me a drink, and then another. We were talking to others in the group, but we kept on coming back to one another.
I don't know who asked who at this point, but we ultimately found ourselves out on the dance floor together. It was an upbeat R&B song and I was grinding back against him on the dance floor. I think I was making my intentions perfectly known, rubbing my ass sexily against his crotch as we danced. Evan's hands were draped all over me, caressing my ass and thighs and teasing me with his touch.
As the music played, I felt Evan's hand creeping further up my thigh, lifting up my loose skirt and slipping underneath. He rubbed the inside of my leg playfully, coming very close to touching other things. As I grinded back against him, I could feel his cock was already a little hard.
After the song ended, I took him by the hand and sort of pulled him away from the group. "Wanna get out of here?" I asked smiling. Evan didn't even answer. He just smiled, like he already knew this was how it was going to end from the beginning.
We went back to his room, which was in the honors dorm (hot and smart!). I remember neither of us wasting any time, and we started making out as soon as we walked in the door. Evan took off his shirt right away, which made me feel kind of pressured to do the same.
After I did, Evan immediately (and skillfully) unhooked my bra as we kissed, leaving me completely topless. It was clearly not his first rodeo.