This is the first in a series of exerts detailing the sexual evolution of Laurie Mays. It begins with her early dating and college days and progresses through her sexual maturity and descent into quite a kinky lifestyle...
Chapter 1 – First Experiences
Laurie, like many young women, lost her virginity to a slightly older boy in high school. While it felt like love at the time, looking back it was a lackluster attempt at best. The sex was lusty and hot, but quite awkward. Her hormones were flowing and she felt the tingling of desire deep in her loins from the moment she first kissed "what's his name". Alright, she did remember Paul's name, but she wanted to keep the rest of the details of their short-lived summer love in the back of her mind. Soon after the romance ended, she was off to college and away from home for the very first time.
She remembered feeling apprehensive about having to share a room with another girl. What would the other girl be like? Would they have anything in common? More importantly, Laurie wondered when and how she would ever get the privacy she needed. The one bi-product of her short-lived sexual experience was an unquenchable need to satisfy here urges. No longer having a boyfriend and not wanting to be a slut, she typically resorted to self-pleasure in the privacy of her bedroom at home.
When she first arrived in her dorm room all she could think about was how small the place was. There was a bed on each side of the room with a walkway in between. There was a desk next to each on one end and a built-in closet with drawers at the opposite end. Not much privacy here, that's for sure. They had a jack-and-jill style bathroom they had to share with their "suite mates" next door. Fifteen minutes tops in the bathroom was not going to be enough time to bring her to the edge of self-pleasure that she was normally used to... She hung her clothes in the closet, put away her personal wear in the drawers, and carefully stashed her favorite toy—the JimmyJane Form 6 cordless vibrator. How the heck would she plug it in to charge it? She'd have to figure that part out later.
Just as she finished hiding the vibe and was about to close the drawer, in walked her new roommate. Laurie was startled and her cheeks gave away her embarrassment. "Did I interrupt something? You look like you just saw a ghost," the girl said as she strode across the room and threw her duffel bag and backpack on the bed. She grabbed the desk chair, flipped it around and sat on it backwards, propping here head on her hands on the back of the chair. "Go ahead and finish whatever it was you were doing. Name's Dani, by the way."
As Laurie's fright began to ebb, she got a good look at here new roomie. While Laurie could best be described as a mall rat—complete with all the latest preppy clothes and always dressed to the 9s—Dani was quite the opposite. Dressed from head to toe in black, Laurie couldn't even tell if she had a figure. Here hair was jet black and she didn't appear to be wearing makeup. This was going to be interesting. She would be living with a goth girl for the next nine months. "Great," she thought, "can it get any worse?"
As weird as the girl looked, she wasn't all that unpleasant. In fact, Laurie began to become quite fond of the strange girl, but couldn't quite put her finger on why. The rigors of going to college for the first time quickly had both girls engrossed in their schoolwork, however, and gave them very little time to get to know one another.
A couple of weeks in, Laurie began to feel more comfortable in here surroundings—perhaps a little too comfortable. One night, she was alone in her room. Dani had said she'd be out studying late for an exam. Laurie was starting to realize just how horny she'd become since she hadn't so much as even touched herself in over 15 days. She felt embarrassed and antsy at first, but she decided to strip down to her panties and get under the covers. At first, she delicately touched her own tender nipples and rub her 36DD breasts. She was almost taken aback at how quickly her nipples became swollen and stiff like two pencil erasers. This emboldened her more and she checked to make sure both the bathroom and main doors were locked. Slowly, purposefully, she eased her right hand down to her panties. At first, she just lightly rubbed her fingers on the material above her pubic mound. The cotton material quickly began to moisten. She decided to turn some music on—to enhance the mood, but more importantly drown out the moans she could hear herself begin to utter.
With her left hand, she lifted the waistband of her panties. She eased in her right and headed straight for her now well heated vulva. She could feel the wet, slick juices flowing from her pussy. Ever so slowly, she worked her fingers towards her clit. Easy at first, but increasing the pressure until it protruded from the hood and became hard, reminding her of the stiffness of he ex-boyfriend's cock. Wanting more, but not knowing quite what to do, she suddenly remembered the pink cordless vibe she'd so carefully hidden amongst her stuff. Hoping against hope, she retrieved the toy from it's hiding place. Adeptly flicking the familiar controls, she sighed a gasp of relief as the toy came to life—the thing was still charged! She quickly ripped off her panties, hurriedly tossing them while crawling back into bed. She began to work the humming phallus on the walls of her now fully drenched cunt. As she worked it into her soaked vagina, she could feel the heat rise.
