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Subject: {ASSM} A Return to College, Part 1 (m/f, cons, oral, anal)
Date: Tue, 16 Oct 2001 05:10:02 -0400
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A Return to College, Part 1
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Author: RocketBlast
Email: RocketBlast_76@yahoo.com
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I had an interesting experience in college. I never saw it coming and
to be totally honest, I don't think any of the participants thought
it would happen either. But the following story is true and if I
could live the rest of my life in this one day, I would. It began,
like so many stories about college, with a night of drinking:

"I don't want her staying here," Krista said to me, "You know Kyra
and Jon used to go together and I just don't feel comfortable having
her sleep here."

Nodding my head, I said, "Okay, she can sleep in my room cause she's
gonna pass out anyway and I am coming back here. Besides, there's
still beer left."

I smiled and collected Kyra, who had been holding up the wall of the
room with an unnatural amount of effort. As I threw her arm over my
shoulder, her long red hair brushed by my face and I swear I could
smell strawberries, but I had been drinking after all. As we
walked/shuffled  to the next dorm over, Kyra giggled into my ear,
"Where we were going.?"

"To my room," I said, with a slight edge of annoyance. I mean after
all, here I was having to almost carry this girl for quite a ways
while she was attempting to walk in a manner inconsistent with actual
forward motion. She was laughing hysterically at nothing the world
could comprehend, mostly of this directly into my ear. And to make
matters worse, I had to leave my beer back in my friends' room. 
About half way to my room, I stopped and swept her up into my arms
and carried her the rest of the way. She was slight and I felt quite
macho after realizing the ease with which I had done this. 

When we finally got to my room, I set her down and dug my keys out of
my pocket to open the door. She leaned over and loudly whispered,
"Where are we?"

"My room," I said again exasperated.

"Oh," she replied, "You're going to try and seduce me, aren't you?"

I looked at Kyra and said, "No, you said you wanted to sleep and this
is the only quiet place. I am going back to the party." And with that
I asked her if she wanted something more comfortable to sleep in. She
said yes, so I gave her a pair of my shorts and a tee shirt and
excused myself to the bathroom so I could take a leak and she could
get changed. 

After using the restroom, I knocked on my door and asked Kyra if she
was dressed and she replied that she was. So I entered the room and
found her curled up on the floor, trying to get comfortable. "Why
don't you sleep in the bed?" I asked.

She replied, "I don't want to put you out later." I said not to worry
about it, as I would probably sleep over at Jon's apartment. She
raised her arms like she wanted a hug or wanted to be lifted into the
bed. So I got down and lifted her up into the bed. I covered her up
with the blanket and as I pulled it up to her chin, she reached up
and held my face and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for the
bed," she said. I smiled and left, closing and locking the door
behind me.

I went back to the party and picked up where I had left off, not
really thinking about or realizing that a beautiful redhead was
sleeping in my bed. The party wore on into the early morning and at
about 3:00 AM, the hosts passed out. Krista and I were the
pseudo-insomniacs of our group, so we stayed up talking about
everything from politics to physics. We were that kind of group. Our
mutual friend, Steve, stayed up with us until about four and brought
up some very interesting theories about how reality was just an
amalgamation of itself and that we could never see oranges in the
same exact way as anyone else. It was all very interesting and
profound at the time, but that's the way it is with drunk talk.

At 5:00 AM, I decided to get some sleep and upon noticing that every
bed had been taken in the apartment, I decided to sleep in my
roommates bed back in my dorm room. As I entered my room, I noticed
that the blanket that was covering Kyra was on the floor. So I picked
it up and was putting it back over her when I noticed that her hand
was deep inside of short she wore. As I pulled the blanket up over
her shoulders and she opened her eyes gently and smiled. I sat down
next to her and asked if I could get her anything; water, juice,
food. She shook her head no and smiled. She reached up with her free
hand and motion for me to come closer with her finger. I leaned in,
figure she wanted to whisper something to me, but as I got close, she
dropped her head down and started gently kissing my neck. I started
to lean back up, but she reached up with both arms and pulled me back
to her. 

My mind was racing; things like this did not ever happen to me. I am
fairly average in every way and this was certainly not the average
behavior to which I was accustomed. I slowly, hesitantly whispered
into her ear, "What is going on?"

"I feel a need to be touched and wanted right now," she said back to
me,  I didn't know how to respond verbally, I wanted her and had an
aching desire to touch her as well. I didn't know how much of this
was the alcohol talking and how much was her true desire and needs.
She had been asleep for hours and she was a lightweight drinker, but
I still had my reservations. The last thing I wanted this to turn
into was awkward, or worse legal, situation.

My hesitation was apparent, but she must have been able to read my
apprehension. She stopped kissing my neck for a moment and lifted up
her head and said in the most sweet, caring voice I have ever heard,
"This is me needing you, nothing other than me." She smiled and I
smiled back. We looked into each other eyes for a moment and then she
leaned in an kissed my lips, her tongue glancing by my lips as if
looking for my tongue. I parted my lips slightly and felt her slide
her tongue into my mouth. With every passing moment the gentleness
and sweetness of the atmosphere transformed itself into an ever
intensifying cauldron of lust and desire. As we kissed we sat up in
the bed, never breaking contact, our breathing becoming more deep and
our movements becoming more definitive. 

I reached up behind her back and ran my fingers through her hair,
massaging her scalp and neck. I smelled strawberries again. As I ran
my fingers through her beautiful red hair, she moved her mouth from
mine and kissed her way to my ear. As should took my ear into her
mouth, it felt as if a line of gunpowder was careening down my body,
trying to light the powder keg in my pants. That spark was powerful
enough to know that I really liked what she was doing, but not so
powerful as to make me lose control. (Retrospectively, I think the
beer may have aided the control factor, as I was not particularly
experienced at the time.) She felt me shudder as the pleasure shot
down my body and she leaned back and said, "You really liked that,
didn't you?" She then re-doubled her efforts on my ear.  

It was about this time that I realized a few things; I had just been
at a party, drinking beer, sitting in a smoke filled room, and I
needed to shave badly. Everything was turning out so well, I didn't
want to have any impediments to what promised to be a wonderful
experience. I took a chance and said, "You know, I'd really like to
get cleaned up. You look and," I leaned in and smelled her hair,
"smell so beautiful, I just want to make this the best it could
possibly be." She smiled, gave me a kiss, and then said, "I'll be
waiting for you." I kissed her again and very reluctantly got up from
the bed and stripped down to my boxers, grabbed a towel from the back
of my door, and all of my toiletries. 

Uncharacteristically, I brushed my teeth and shaved before jumping in
the shower. I just wanted to get the beer taste out of my mouth. I
turned on the water to a relatively cold position, partly because I
like it that way and partly because I wanted to cool down a bit. I
was taking the fastest shower of my life. I was shampooing my hair
when the water turned very hot. The damn water always did that in the
dorm, so I thought nothing of in until I felt a hand touch my back.
Surprised, I jumped a bit and turned around, the shampoo flying all
over. As I cleared my eyes, I saw Kyra standing there in my bathrobe
with shampoo suds dangling from her nose and cheek. I laughed,
reached up and cleared the suds from her face. After I washed away
the suds from my hand she took my hand in hers and brought it up to
her mouth. She started sucking on my fingers in a manner that felt
oddly sensual, I had never thought of fingers as producing sensual
pleasure. She reached down with her free hand an opened the robe, her
shoulder shrugged and it dropped to the floor. The shower was steamy
and I couldn't see her figure clearly until she stepped close to me.
She had a perfect body, proportioned in such a way that every part of
her seemed custom made to accentuate everything else. Her red hair
dropped just below her shoulder in curly locks, locks that were
starting to fall in the steam. 

She released my finger from her mouth and pressed against me. I was
acutely aware of her nipples as the first touched my chest. They were
pert and I could feel the flesh of her breast pushed in around her
nipple so that I could only feel her outer breast and nipples touch
my skin as she pressed into me. I felt her pubic hair press into my
hardening penis, causing it to become more rigid while forcing it to
point down at the shower floor. She leaned her head in an kissed me.
At this point I think she sensed my inexperience, as I was starting
to tremble with anticipation. She reached and tilted my head back
into the flowing water, breaking out lips apart as my head moved. She
washed the shampoo out of my hair. I was soaking wet, but she was
still fairly dry, so I held her close and rotated her under the
shower head. I reached over and grabbed the shampoo and put some into
my hands. I washed her hair as she leaned back, letting me kiss her
neck and shoulders as I massaged her scalp and hair. I took my soapy
hands and started rubbing them over her shoulders and chest, working
my hands onto her breasts as I lathered up her body. I pulled her in
close, I could feel the wonderfully slippery sensations her breasts
and nipples slid across my chest. I put some more soap on my hands
and lathered up her back and ass. Her rear was absolutely firm and
each globe seemed made to fit into my hands. 

Feeling more bold and at ease, I slowly slid my soapy finger down the
crack of her ass. Sensing no uncomfortability in Kyra, I continued
down her crack until I felt the opening of her anus. I rimmed her
anus with my finger, being very careful to not get any soap on her
labia or vagina. I explored her buttocks and anus for a minute or
two, then reached up and washed the soap from my hands and washed off
her rear and crack. Free of suds, I slid my finger back down her
crack and explored her anus again. As I tapped on her asshole, she
started moaning softly, kissing and biting into my neck. 

I stood up straight and pulled her close to me, french kissed her
gently and started kissing my way down her body. As I worked my
kisses onto her breasts, I made sure to spend some time sucking and
licking her nipples. I eventually continued down to my knees, playing
with her navel as a bit of comic relief. When I reached her mound, I
realized something I hadn't noticed before; with the exception of a
small patch of hair above her clitoris, Kyra's pussy was shaved bare.
It was such a beautiful sight to see, and such a welcome surprise as
a shaved pussy is one of my most intense turn-ons. I could scarcely
believe what lay before me and I looked at her labia and clitoris as
if transfixed. I felt her place her hand on the back of my head and
urge my face towards my own personal panacea. As she did this, she
said softly, "It's okay."

She spread her legs a bit and I extended my tongue, touching her
pussy for the first time. I made contact right at the entrance to her
pussy and slowly licked up the middle of the labias to her clitoris.
Her pussy tasted sweet, again like strawberries, and it was an
absolute pleasure to drive my tongue into her juices. As I started
becoming more earnest in my efforts to give her the best head of her
life, she spread her legs even wider, allowing me the ability to have
full access to her clitoris, labia, pussy, and anus. I used the tip
of my tongue to tap her G-spot and then slide up to her clitoris
without breaking contact. I pulled her clit into my mouth and tapped
it with my tongue, being reward with shudders of her body and
loudening moans of pleasure. I ate her pussy for at least 10 minutes,
savoring every single moment of it. I turned her around to face the
shower wall and spread her legs. After tonguing her pussy from
behind, I began to rim her anus with my tongue. Shudders of pleasure
went through her body. I reached up and tapped her clitoris with my
thumb and used two fingers to slide in and out of her pussy, tapping
her G-spot as I did so.

She started gasping and breathing really deeply. I could make out her
arm at one point and she seemed to be tapping her nipples as I
tongued her. Suddenly, she started cumming. Her shudders, small,
building tremors that had made their presence known a few minutes
earlier kicked over into a full blown orgasm. Her anus squeezed
around my tongue, as did her pussy around my fingers. She started
grinding into my face and hands as her pussy produced an unexpected
rush of fluid that dribbled down my fingers, hands and arms. I could
feel the white hot juice tracing down my arm over the heat of the
shower.

After she stopped contracting, I slowly removed my finger and face
from her most intimate regions. To my surprise, she turned around and
kissed me deeply, rubbing her hands over my arms and smearing her
orgasmic juices all over my arms and chest. 

"Thank you so much," she said sweetly into my ear.

"No prob..." She interrupted me by putting her finger over my lips.
She smiled and kissed my lips and then started sucking on my nipples.
She twisted the free nipple with her hand, which was quite arousing.
Kyra then did something that almost made me cum right then. She
rubbed hands over my nipples, making them glisten with her juices and
then would lick and suck on each nipple. After a minute or two of
this she kneeled down on the floor and took my penis in her hand.
This is when she blew my mind again, she reached down in between her
legs and it looked like she was playing with her pussy. She then
started to rub my cock with her hands, using her slick juice as a
lubricant. After a few seconds of this you could have used my dick
for a springboard I was so aroused. At the perfect moment she stopped
and looked up at me. She only said one word. Enjoy. And with that she
slid my dick into her mouth. Her tongue explored the underside of my
cock, occasionally flicking up and around the top of it. I just knew
she must be tasting her own wetness and the fact that she did that
just to turn me on (as far as I knew) just made me appreciate her
more.

She cupped my balls in her hand, every so often sliding her tongue
out her mouth to tease them. Every few moments, she would deep throat
me and I could feel the head pressing against the back of her throat.
It sent me into orbit. She used her fingertips and nails to tickle my
anus, rimming it like I had done for her. 

I looked down at her as she gave me an incredible blowjob and saw how
she always seemed to be enjoying what she was doing. I saw her hair
slicked back and her beautiful green eyes looking up into mine at
every opportune moment. 

I knew I was going to cum very soon, and Kyra sensed it as well. She
started intensifying her efforts, most unnecessarily as her current
efforts were more than filling the bill. Right as I was about to the
breaking point, she reached down to her pussy again and amassed a
good quantity of her juices. She pulled her mouth off of my penis and
rubbed her juice all over it. She then put her mouth right back
around my cock and sucked hard, swirling her tongue around it. I came
like never before. She took all of my cum into her mouth and held it
there. After I finished cumming, she slowly eased off of my cock and
opened her mouth showing me all of my cum on her tongue. She put a
finger in her mouth and scooped out some of it and put it on her
nipples rubbing it in. She then put some on my penis. After which she
pulled my penis into her mouth again and swallowed once, swirled her
tongue around it a few times, licking the cum off of my dick and then
swallowed again. My penis fell from her mouth like a piece of rope,
limp. Kyra then lifted each nipple to her mouth and licked them
clean, making all traces of my cum disappear into her body.

She stood up and kissed me deeply. We turned off the shower and dried
off. We went back to my room after collecting everything and layed
down in my bed. We kissed each other softly until we fell asleep in
each other's arms. 

I woke up when there was a knock on my door. I heard Krista say,
"Hey, are you up yet?"

TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 2

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