Jane was 18 when finally her Aunt remarried and sent to her to college hostel to live with her Uncle John who was the warden. When I first saw her I fell in love with her. She was a tall brunette with long hair and beautiful eyes. She had a shapely figure with huge breasts, which could not be hidden, under her loose sweater. Our college is an all boys' college and we were hot and horny. There were a few women teachers and their relatives who stayed at the hostel. Frankly we were sexually starved.
I was a virgin and had never been with a woman before. My best friends, Roger, Paul and Tom were sexually experienced having spent a part of their considerable wealth at the town whorehouse a mile or so from our College hostel but I was a bit of a romantic. In the locker room I knew I was well endowed as my cock was a lot larger than my friends but I had not met the woman of my dreams till I saw Jane that winter afternoon looking forlorn. I was too shy to speak to her but she figured frequently in my dreams.
My dreams were shattered one day when I Paul boasted to us that he had fucked Jane. I was horrified and shaken and than aghast when Paul said that Jane wanted to fuck us all and that she was coming to the shower stall in the evening after our football session. I told them that I wanted none of it and I was angry with myself as well as Jane. How could she be such a slut?
The rest of them shrugged me off as a loser and left me alone as I mopped around. Football was a disaster and my friends left me alone on the pitch as they rushed to the shower. I felt sick and I walked towards the shower quite sure that it was all a trick played by Paul. I was sure that Jane would not show up. Roger, Paul and Tom were waiting in the shower room naked when finally she stepped in.