After a long hiatus, I'm back to try my hand with a new multi-chapter story. This series is about when some adventures that began in my second year of college. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed putting it in writing. It's only my second attempt writing a story, but all of your positive comments from my first series have inspired me to try my hand again.
Depending on your feedback, good and bad, I'd like to continue this series & maybe some other new stuff. Please be gentle but honest in your comments. I hope you enjoy.
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I was still a virgin. Technically, I had a girlfriend, but Amy lived more than a thousand miles from where I lived. Amy and I had met two summers prior, where we both had attended an out-of-state camp program. We became good friends and the next summer, I had gone to visit Amy and her family for a week. Amy had visited my family and me for 10 days during the summer that had just passed.
Amy was a sweet girl raised with a very proper religious upbringing. Thus, the extent of our physical relationship after two years was some heavy duty kissing and her tongue in my ear. The couple of times that I had ventured to move a hand up to feel one of her breasts, was met with a gentle rebuke that certain things were reserved for marriage. Needless to say, either a cold shower or self-abuse occupied a good portion of my time.
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I returned for my second year at the local business college. I first noticed Cindy during the first semester of study. Cindy was a very attractive brunette with an athletic body and a very healthy looking set of lungs. However, it was more than just physical beauty. It was also her demeanor and a beautiful smile. I was attracted to Cindy instantly.
We shared a couple classes and over the first couple of weeks, I got to know a little about her. Cindy was a divorced 26 year old, single mother of a young daughter. I had recently turned 20 years of age and I wasn't interested in getting involved in a long-term relationship with a single mother. However, Cindy provided me with a nice distraction from my studies and fuel for an active fantasy life.
As I got to know Cindy better, we discovered that we both lived across town, less than a mile apart. In fact I had to drive past her apartment community on my way to college every day. When we both realized this, we quickly decided that it made better sense to car pool together whenever possible to cut down on expenses.
The time that we spent travelling back and forth together allowed us the time to get to know each other even better. We started to become good friends and share some personal thoughts and opinions.
One day on the drive home from college, the conversation somehow turned to the subject of sex. I think Cindy had asked me how I handled the fact that my girlfriend, Amy, was so far away and the lack of physical intimacy.
I responded that our relationship hadn't yet developed into anything much physically due to her strong religious upbringing, but that I was more than ready to explore that part of our relationship when she was ready. But I also knew that that would probably not occur unless Amy & I got married and I was not ready for marriage.
"What about oral sex?" Cindy asked. "Haven't you ever done that with her?"
I was surprised by Cindy's directness, but after a moments hesitation, I shyly replied, "No, not yet. I'd love to, but..." Too late, I realized I had said too much.
"Too bad," Cindy replied nonchalantly. "I love Oral!"
I glanced towards Cindy to see if she was serious and saw a mischievous smile on her pretty face. My mind raced with what I should say next. I didn't want to ruin a budding relationship, but I didn't want to lose an opportunity either. Making a quick decision, I teasingly ask, "Giving or Receiving?"
Cindy looked me in the eye and without batting a lash, seductively replied, "Both!"
I swallowed hard as I felt the blood rush towards my groin. My cock quickly began to strain against the confines of my jeans. Cindy giggled as I noticed her eyes lower towards my crotch. My cock was soon pulsing inside my pants and I knew that Cindy could tell what kind of effect the conversation had begun to have on me. My face began to burn in embarrassment as I knew I couldn't hide my hard-on that was stretching the confines of my pants.