Before I start, this is the first story I've written, so feel free to give me comments, criticisms, and what have you. This story is a little angsty, and it's long so I'm going to make it into at least 3 parts. Some's made up, some's not.

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The Senior-Year Spiral

Sarah was just one of those girls. One of those rare finds, that not only turns you on 24 hours a day, but also inspires everyone around her to be sexy and try new things. She had dyed burgundy hair, an eyebrow ring, and an unbelievable body; breasts big, but perky, thin but with hips, an ass of a thong model, and she loved to use it. She was the type of girl that would get everyone to play truth or dare, or ‘I have never’ just to see how dirty things would end up. Things were great until she followed me to college. Within 3 months she was a total dependant. Money blown on booze, car wrecked, not doing good in school…

…And I broke up with her.

The last year of college is a stressful time. It takes a lot out of you to finish up all the tough classes they throw at you right at the end, not to mention trying to figure out what you’re going to do next, and trying to make enough money to scrape by. As a newly single guy with less than a year left, I thought I would finally find some peace, especially since I forgot how to flirt. It didn’t last long.

Two days later I found myself playing video games with a classmate named Jenna during a study break. She wasn’t very good at the game, and the tension in the little room was growing with her frustration. I glanced over at her, eyes glued to the screen, blonde hair flowing down over her shoulders, and from my angle I could see right down her shirt. Her breasts heaved as she breathed in deep, and you could barely tell she was nipping out by the tiny bulges poking through her shirt. She misjudged a jump, and careened over a cliff.

‘Damn’ she spouted. ‘I was almost to the end.’
‘I bet you don’t make it next time’ I replied.
‘Oh yeah? What do you bet?’
‘Loser has to take off their shirt.’

She glances over at me, her eyes saying ‘good grief’ and takes the controller out of my hand. ‘Done.’
Now it’s my heart that’s racing, eyes glued to the screen like the last minute of a football game. She didn’t keep me waiting long, as the character on screen took a swan dive off the first cliff. She had her shirt off before he hit the ground. Before I even had a chance to take a breath Jenna had pushed me down, straddled my stomach, and brought her lips against my ear to whisper ‘That was the lamest line I’ve ever heard’ before she kissed me.

She started to grind against my crotch as she kissed me hard, my arms reaching around to undo her bra. She slid down off the bed and began unzipping my pants.

‘Is this ok?’ She asked as she pulled my pants to the floor.
‘Are you kidding me?’ I replied, somewhat still in shock.
I felt a quick lick from her tongue, and then her lips slide down my cock. She held it in, looking up at me, pressing different places with her tongue. It felt so amazing, I think I only lasted 5 minutes before I tensed up. She crammed as much of my dick in her mouth that she could fit as I came down her throat.

She climbed back onto the bed and laid down next to me.
‘Now what?’ She said.
I was still a tad euphoric, but the harsh reality hit me that I have never been ready for action again in seconds, let alone minutes. I reached down into her pants and started rubbing her dripping wet pussy.
‘Sorry, I get really wet’ she said as she blushed a little. ‘It’s a good thing my goal is not to have sex with you until November.’
I looked at her and let out a little laugh. ‘Tomorrow is Halloween. That’s not much of a goal.’
‘Whatever’ she said, as she pulled her pants down and started grinding her clit against my hand. ‘Are you coming to the department Halloween party? I need a date.’
‘I wasn’t planning on it, but looks like I am now. What are you going as?’
‘A ninja girl.’ She faded off, losing her concentration to the fingering below.

I was hard as a rock. Some odd combination of spontaneous, shocking, and sexy beyond anything I had ever imagined summoned desire I didn’t even know I had.
‘Do you think we’re going to make it to November?’ I asked, as I took her hand and placed it on my cock.
‘Nope.’ She sprang on top of me and sank my dick into her sopping pussy. She leaned over with her hands pushing against my chest. I grabbed onto her ass as she sank further and further onto me. She adjusted slightly, then I felt her pussy clench onto my cock. She breathed out, and pushed hard onto my chest as she came. I couldn’t resist, as I came again with her.
‘Sorry’ I said, disappointed in myself.
‘Oh, don’t worry about it’ she said with a smile. ‘We’ll do it for real tomorrow night.’
‘Can’t wait.’

Me and Jenna did go to the Halloween party – her as an overly elaborate but sexy ninja, and me in a t-shirt with ‘ninja’ written on it in permanent marker. Sarah was there dressed as a naughty nurse. The two knew everything about each other the second they made eye contact, and the two became instant enemies. The awkwardness faded with alcohol, and the night went off without a hitch, except for having to drive a drunken Sarah home.

The sex with Jenna that night was phenominal.

Jenna and I started dating after that, my hopes for a 'peaceful senior year' lasting less than 3 days. Little did I know, things were about to get a whole lot worse.

Stay tuned for part 2.

Wow, thanks for all the attention! 688 reads in just a couple days? Yay!
Part two has a little more action. Hope you enjoy!


The Senior Spiral, Part 2.

“sshhh… hold still”
I laugh to myself quietly, trying to remain completely still.
“Ok good, I think she’s leaving.” A muffled sound of the dorm room door closing and locking was heard.
Jenna flips the light back on. Our reflection appears in the bathroom mirror. Jenna relaxes and she leans back against me.
“My roommate doesn’t usually stop in over lunch. Good thing she didn’t have to use the bathroom” she sighed. “That was pretty hot though.”
I placed my hands on her hips and started thrusting into her again. She must have liked the suspense because she was dripping wet. I grabbed on her hips hard, slamming my cock inside her. She moaned softly. I looked down and caught sight of her gorgeous ass.
Her ass was truly amazing. It was soft but firm, like I imagine a porn-star’s ass to be. Jenna was really an attractive girl; blonde flowing hair, cute face, nice tits – an overall great body. We couldn’t get enough of each other – spending almost all of our free time together. I grabbed onto her cheeks and spread them apart, revealing her small, pink anus.
“Not today”, I thought to myself.

Classes were starting to wear on me. On a typical school day I would be on campus from 7:00 am until around midnight. My saving grace was that I had Wednesdays and weekends completely free. A couple Wednesdays I would accompany one of my teachers to her research site to help collect data – just for fun, and I enjoyed her company. I was starting to get a really close knit group of friends, which was really helpful because we’d compare notes, do homework together, and keep each other sane by taking hacky sack breaks every couple hours.
I was also getting along really well with my roommates. One of them hooked up with one of Jenna’s friends, and the other one hooked up with a mutual friend of ours. We threw some really great house parties, and had some really memorable nights. Tuesday nights, however, were starting to wear on my roommate’s patience.

About 9 pm, a blue Subaru sedan pulls into our driveway. Out steps a skinny reddish-brown haired girl with an eyebrow ring. She strolls into the house, and up the stairs to my room.
“Hey you” she says, setting down her bag. “Wanna see my new tattoo?”
I turn over and look at her lower back – a colorful image of some cherries intertwined with a weasel.
“Looks alright, Sarah” I said, “looks like it’s healing quickly.”
“Oh yeah?” she asked. “What do you want to do tonight?”
“I was thinking of watching a movie – I got the new James Bond, otherwise we can play video games.”
“Ooh, video games” she spouted. She was in the middle of one of those final fantasy games, and had been itching to play. She jumped on my bed with the controller, arching her back and sticking her ass up in the air.
“Sounds good” I said, slapping her ass lightly. She had definitely been working out – her ass was hard and tight. Her low rise pants showed some magnificent ass cleavage. I started to rub her butt through her jeans while she started playing her game. She spread her knees apart slightly, and I reached over and started rubbing her crotch. She felt really warm, but remained focused. I unbuttoned her pants.
“Are you ready to take those off?” She asked, squirming to help as I pulled them down and off. I pulled her cheeks apart, poking at her asshole gently. It was obvious that she’d been toying it quite a bit lately, judging by how stretched out it was getting, and she had definitely gotten bigger than the last butt plug I bought her. I squeezed some lube on my finger and inserted it into her ass.
“Mmmhhh…” She moaned, pushing her ass further onto my finger. I pulled it out and squeezed some more lube into her crack, rubbing it around with my finger. I pushed two fingers against her opening, which she easily took. I started finger fucking her ass, slow and deep. It was starting to turn her on – she paused her game.
I squeezed a little more lube on my pointer and middle fingers of my other hand, and slowly pushed all 4 fingers in to the second knuckle. She started to breathe heavily, almost grunting. I slowly started to pull her ass apart, staring down at her growing hole. Her grunting got louder, then stopped, and she darted a hand down to rub her clit just before she started to orgasm. I held her ass open as she squirted cum all over the top blanket.
“F…f… fuck…” she said, trying to catch her breath. It just keeps getting better. I pulled my hands out and wiped them off. Her ass gaped open, but slowly shrunk closed again.
“Your turn?” she looked up and smiled at me. I pulled off the top blanket and put a towel down, which Sarah knelt on. I pulled off my pants and rubbed a little lube on the tip of my cock. She spread her cheeks, pulling open her gaping ass as I pushed my cock inside. She held it open until my hips pressed hard against her butt and my balls were rubbing against her vag. She clenched down, grabbing onto my dick all at once.
Despite how stretched out she was, fucking her ass still felt amazing as ever. If regular sex is comparable to apple pie, I would compare her ass to a medium-rare filet of beef. There was nothing sweet about it; it was all about rough, solid, delicious satisfaction.
I grabbed her hair and fucked her ass hard, slamming myself into her butt with all my weight. Her grip on my cock loosened.
“My turn on top” she said quietly.
I laid down on the bed, and she mounted up – reverse anal cowboy. I watched her ass position itself over me, then slide down as she sat on my pole. She shook as she got it all in, then grinded around on me to feel it move inside her. She bounced on me until I came deep in her anus.
She got off of me, and resumed her original position on her towel, back arched and her gaping, lubed up creampied asshole sticking up in the air. She unpaused her game and continued playing as the cum dripped out onto the towel. I laid down and watched her play her game, completely carefree.

I woke up to knocking on my door. It was morning, and my roommate’s car was being blocked in by Sarah’s Subaru. She pulled on some pants and grabbed her bag as she ran downstairs to move it.
“Call me” She yelled up the stairs. My roommate peeked in, gave me a dirty look and shook his head as he headed out too. I shrugged – I really had nothing to say.

I jumped in the shower. I had always hated showers when I was younger, and still don’t like them as much as most people. I still took them to keep clean, but I was feeling especially unhygienic lately, often going several days between shaving my face. I got dressed, packed a lunch, and stepped out to my car – this was one of the Wednesdays I was going to do some free work for my teacher, Allison.

We had always been on a first name basis, since I met her in one of my junior classes. She was a recent graduate who had been hired to teach a couple core classes. She was strong for a girl, but you couldn’t tell by looking at her. She had short brown hair, and always wore a sweatshirt and baggy jeans. I pulled into my parking space at the university, and ran over to her truck.
“Ready to go?” she asked.
“All set” I replied as I hopped in.
We drove out to her research site, making small talk about our plans for the future, and where the best bar in town is. She still acted young, which I appreciated. The morning went fast, and we stopped a pile of rocks for lunch. It was unusually warm for late fall, and she pulled off her sweatshirt. I glanced over as her t-shirt underneath pulled up with it, revealing her gorgeous, large rack and lacy white bra. I tore my gaze away, digging into my lunch bag to avoid staring. She sat down on a rock next to me.
“Man, this stuff goes so much faster with two people. Thanks for all your help.” She said with a smile.
“No problem! It’s always a good time.” I replied.
I glanced over at her, seeing her in a new light. She was pretty cute, I thought to myself.
“Do you mind?” She asked, sliding down to the rock in front of me. “I have this knot in my shoulder…”
“Oh, not at all!” I set my bag of crackers down and started rubbing her shoulders. I pushed with my thumbs, and was amazed by how tense her back was. After a couple minutes of rubbing I realized that she wasn’t tense, she was just solid muscle.

We finished up around 2 pm and headed back to town. She dropped me off and we said our goodbyes. I walked by my car, but kept walking – Jenna’s dorm was only a block away, and it was a really nice day. Maybe we’ll go for a bike ride and I’ll take her out to dinner. I think I’m going to head home for the weekend, and Sarah’s hitching a ride. Meanwhile, plans were brewing in Allison’s head as she reached into her dresser drawer and took out her vibrator.

Stay tuned for part 3.

The Senior Spiral by Naturalplastics
Part 3

It was getting close to winter break, and me and Sarah were driving home to do some shopping. The ride was awkwardly quiet, mostly listening to music and small talk when she was awake. I had come straight from a presentation, so I was dressed in a really nice shirt and slacks. We were about an hour away still, and it was starting to get dark. I looked over at her sleeping soundly in the passenger seat. I kept driving, listening to the CD start over again.
I heard Sarah sigh as she started to wake up, and a hand reached over to my thigh, feeling around my lap. She started rubbing my cock through my pants, and I got instantly hard. She continued to rub me for a few minutes, then undid my pants and pulled my cock out of them. She stroked me hard, then leaned over and took me into her mouth. For as hardcore as she was, she gave very regular head – stroking me slowly with her lips, with a hand gently wrapped around the base. She sat up.
“Have you ever had sex while driving?” Sarah asked.
“No. You want to?” I replied, half kidding.
That was all she needed to hear. She jumped into action, ripping off her pants. I pulled off an on-ramp and stopped. She straddled me, kneeling above me as I sunk into her wet pussy. She leaned to the side and fucked me slowly as I started to drive again. She continued, slowly as to ‘not distract me too much’ until I got to her house – as well as a couple of times around the block. By that time we were both way to horny to think, so we pulled into a vacant parking lot nearby and jumped into the back seat to finish up.

I finally got back to my parent’s house and walked into the entryway.
My mom ran to the stairs to greet me.
“What happened to you?”
I looked down – the front of my shirt and all around my crotch were soaking wet from Sarah riding me. My jaw dropped and I thought fast.
“Oh, we got ice cream and I dropped it in my lap… then went a little crazy washing it all off in the bathroom”
My mom bought it. “Oh, well it’s late – talk to you tomorrow.”

The ride back home was the last time I saw Sarah.

My relationship with Jenna was starting to get taxing. She was starting to get really dependant on me, just like Sarah used to be. We were still really happy most of the time, though. Over winter break we were going on a field trip for school to the south – where it was a lot warmer. We were barely out of town before she fell asleep on my shoulder. I thought that was pretty cute… but then it became her riding position. Her head tormented my shoulder for the next 19 hours. The field trip was a blast – I really enjoyed the things we covered, the people we were with, the places we stopped, and the things I learned. What drove me crazy was the second body, who ended up mooching money for everything, stole my shoulder for her pillow, and overall annoyed me to no end. I tried not to let it show though – I still really wanted to date her, I just couldn’t travel with her.

We got back to town and I didn’t call her for a couple days, just to get a break. It was obviously more than a vacation to her when I answered the phone.
“What the hell is wrong.”
“Honestly, Jenna – I just needed a break for a couple days. We just spent a week traveling together and I needed some time off.” She didn’t buy it.
“Give me a break. What did I do wrong.” She scoffed.
“Ok…” She didn’t really give me time to have tact. “I’m a little annoyed because, well… you were pretty wimpy, always complaining about things, and you spent a lot of money on things…” I stammered.
“So, I’m whiney, wimpy, and I waste money?” She asked, angrily.
I tried to reason, “Seriously, I didn’t want to make a big deal about it. I Just needed some time.” (That was good – sounded well thought out.)
“I’m coming over” she said, then hung up.

I sat down in my room. I was actually pretty worried that she was really mad, because that really didn’t go well. I had never really criticized her before… how would she take it? I was sweating. What’s taking her so long? Finally, the phone rang.
“I’m in the driveway. Come down.”

I got in her car and she started driving. I could tell she wasn’t happy, but she had settled down a little since the phone call. I stayed quiet, as to not push my luck. She finally broke the silence.
“Sorry. I’ll work on it.”
I took a deep breath of relief. “I’m sorry too. I didn’t mean to be so abrupt about it. We’ll be fine. I…”
She interrupted. “Don’t.”
I looked over.
“Don’t ever say you love me. We know this isn’t forever, so don’t.” She stated flatly.
“Oh…”
She stopped the car. “Now, for the make-up sex.” I looked out the window – we were in front of the sex store.
My jaw dropped. She jumped out, slapping her ass as she hopped out of the car. I stayed glued to my seat for a second until it all sunk in. How much of this had she planned? We didn’t get any alone time during the whole field trip, and she was incredibly smooth and creative.
I walked into the store and looked around – trying to pick her out. The store was a lot bigger inside than it looked. I spotted her along the wall, looking at the toys.
“I need a new vibrator” she said, almost robotically, as she reached over and picked one up to look at. It was a medium size and covered with vertical ridges.
“This’ll do. What else should we get?”
I looked around. “What were you thinking?”
She took off, and I followed her over to the anal toys. “What do you like better” she asked “butt plugs or anal beads?” She bit her bottom lip, giving me the naughtiest sexy look I’ve ever seen.
I stammered “they’re both nice?”
She shook her head and sighed as she picked up a small purple butt plug and some small pink beads. “Just for that, you’re buying the plug.” She stated. I made sure to pick up some lube as we checked out.

We drove straight back to my house. “Time for some kinky sex.” she said as she stopped the car.
We went up to my room and opened our new toys. She pushed me down onto the bed, then walked over to my computer and started clicking away. I sat up and watched. She clicked around for a second, then music started playing. She started dancing, taking off her shirt slowly. She came over and shook her boobs, then turned around and rubbed her butt on my lap as she undid her bra. She took it off then turned around, rubbing her boobs in my face. I grabbed her around the waist, licking her chest.
The next song started playing. She undid her pants and slowly stripped out of them. She turned around, showing me the black thong she was wearing. She bent over, giving me a close up view of her gorgeous ass. She danced a little more for me, almost completely naked, finally taking off the underwear. She bent over again, this time spreading her ass for me. I thought my cock was going to rip out of my pants as I gulped, licking a finger quick, then pushing it against her small, pink hole. The song stopped and she let out a deep breath as she impaled herself on my finger.
“Alright, it’s your turn. Make it kinky.” She moaned.
I couldn’t believe how horny I was. I got up and she got on her hands and knees on the bed. I looked around the room for some inspiration – a roll of clear packing tape caught my eye.
I taped her wrists together around the bed post, then taped her ankles together. I taped her boobs down tight against her chest. I started her vibrator, then taped it against her crotch (don’t worry, she shaved). She started to breath heavily, shifting her hips as if grinding against something. I lubed up a finger and spread some lube around her ass, then pushing some into her.
“Oh yeahhh…” She moaned.
I pulled out the finger, grabbed the tape and put a piece of tape across her mouth Her eyes widened and she yelped out a muffled “you asshole!” I lubed up the butt plug and pushed it against her ass. She melted back into submission and relaxed as she took it in. Her ass was really tight – I was sure she wouldn’t be able to take anal sex, but no time like the present to start stretching her out. I began toying her backdoor with the plug, pushing it in and pulling it out slowly. She couldn’t take it very long before she came, her butt clenching onto the plug, pulling it out of my hand and tight against the flange. Her ass loosened up quite a bit after that.
I couldn’t take it any more. I pulled the vibrator and tape off of her pussy and pushed my cock inside. She was soaking wet, and I slid in easily. She mumbled something through the tape on her mouth.
“What was that?” I asked, my cock throbbing deep inside her.
Her head shook a little as she yammered out something I translated as “You could have understood me if I didn’t have this tape on my mouth.” I reached up and took the tape off.
“I said, WRONG HOLE.”
“Are you sure?” I asked, as I removed the plug and set it on the dresser.
“Yeah, go slow.” She replied.

She didn’t have a problem with the head of my cock. I untaped her wrists so that she could help hold and push against me. I couldn’t believe that she was letting me do this, and that she was doing this well. She was so tight!
She took about half of my dick before she stopped. “That’s all for now.” She said.
Her ass felt amazing as I slowly started fucking her. I was so horny and it felt so good, it wasn’t long before I filled her ass with cum.
“That was great.” she said as she layed down.

Our sex life was out of control after that. We were all over each other, our typical night involving a pizza, bottle of wine, a movie, and some unbelievable sex.

At school, the big spring break field trip was going to South America somewhere – not really a big interest of mine at the time. Somehow, I got onto the subject with Allison. We went out to dinner one night and started to discuss plans for an alternative spring break trip together.

Stay tuned for part 4. There’s at least 2 more. Any feedback?

Part 4

Spring break couldn't come fast enough. Me and Allison were going on a trip to South Padre Island, then swinging back through Louisiana and Arkansas. I started getting to know her better through our conversations while I tagged along with her at work. She was used to travelling alone, and she seemed really excited for the company. I could also tell that Jenna was a little worried.
So worried, in fact, that she convinced her friend Lyssa to invite herself along to our trip. I didn't really mind - the more the merrier and she would help pay for gas.

Rewind a year. The previous year's spring break a pretty large group was in Arizona camping out and drinking whiskey. It was getting late, and the professor that organized the trip was getting philosophical.
"You know that Lyssa girl in the department?" He asked, "I don't think I've ever seen her smile. You all should work on that."
In my head I replied "I can do that."

So here we were on a road trip. Me, the tough chick and the lonely girl. Lyssa was a cute girl with shoulder length auburn hair. She was thin and in decent shape with a nice rack. Her most obvious feature though were her long muscular legs. She was a very shy girl who didn't talk much. Allison was almost a total opposite - she was tough, loud and a little bigger than average.

The first 3 days of the trip were pretty much uneventful. Lots of driving with a little sight-seeing. We finally got to the beach on the fourth day, but it was raining hard so we had to rent a hotel room, but the only one they had left was a single king sized bed room. We took it.

It was a really creepy room. The carpet was stained with what we hoped was beer, and the whole room smelled strange. I reached in my bag for some cologne and sprayed some down. We flipped on the TV and started on a bottle of rum we had picked up. As the last of the bottle went down, we somehow got the idea to play a little truth or dare. Before long I was in my boxers, Lyssa had chugged a bottle of hot sauce and we all had spilled all sorts of secrets. Lyssa has never had a boyfriend, or really any experience whatsoever. Allison had a very long term boyfriend, but they had recently broken up and she had some really good stories.

It was my turn - I picked dare. Allison looked around for some inspiration, fixing her eyes on Lyssa who was still tearing up from the sauce, trying to maintain her composure of it 'not being that hot.'
"I dare you to kiss Lyssa." I did, and it was magic.

I don't remember much of the rest of the night, but I do remember us all going to bed - me in the middle. I started out spooning Allison, who was wearing a t-shirt and a thong. My boner wedged against her ass through my boxers and a hand groping her breasts. I didn't want to leave Lyssa out, so before long I rolled over. She was wearing some tight fitting short shorts and a tank top. I put my arm around her and my crotch found it's place against her butt. She pressed back against me. Her ass was rock hard - it was incredible. The night went on with me alternating between the two, occasionally reaching into their panties and rubbing their clits. Lyssa got up once to go to the bathroom, and Allison took the opporutinity to dive beneath the blankets. She pulled me out of my boxers and I felt my cock sink into her warm mouth. We heard the toilet flush and she quickly rushed back to her position and pretended to be asleep.

The next night we camped out. When Allison would leave for something me and Lyssa would kiss quick. When Lyssa would leave for a second, Allison would tell me what she wanted to do to me. That night, when I started to press up against her, her hand stopped me, She pulled my boxers down and grabbed my cock, leading it straight into her pussy.
I whispered frantically "c'mon... Lyssa's right there!"
She didn't say anything, she just started to slowly stroke herself down my dick. She stopped moving with me buried inside her, and we both fell asleep. In the morning we waited for Lyssa to go to the bathroom. As soon as she zipped up the tent Allison was on top of me. I pounded her pussy and came. As I started to come, she pulled me in deep and ground herself against my crotch. She shuttered and orgasmed herself.
"Oh my god... I felt your cum spray inside me. It was so hot." She whispered as she started to clean up.

End part 4.