Down Days of College-Part I

By: SewerDog

I had known Tara since we were both freshmen in high school, and from the day I met her, I was taken by her stunning body. Now we were both freshmen in college, and the time had only made her more attractive. At about 5'10", with long, flowing strawberry-blonde hair, dazzlingly hypnotic green eyes, and a flawlessly curved figure, she turned heads everywhere she went. No matter what she was wearing, cocks saluted upon laying eyes on her.

I had never given much thought to dating her, as I figured she would never go for a 6'5" 135 pound stick like myself, though she and I had maintained a healthy friendship since the day we met.

We mess with each other all the time (not sexually-yet), so when I went to the campus swimming pool for a swim, and noticed her sitting in one of the towering lifeguard chairs, an idea popped into my mischievous mind. I paused to make sure that the chair was designed so that if she fell out of it, she wouldn't get waxed on the concrete. Satisfied that it was, I walked to the concession stand and got a cup of ice. Tara was attentitively surveying the pool, so she didn't see me approach the back of the chair. I climbed softly up the ladder, so as not to shake the structure and alert her.

When I reached the top, I silently set the cup down on the top step, pausing to admire her hair (I absolutely love long hair), then picked an ice cube out of the cup.

When the timing was right, I quickly pulled the back of the red one-piece away from her and dropped the ice down inside.

She jumped, arching her back, sending her shrieking over the edge of the chair to splash into the water below. I climbed over the seat and dove into the lukewarm water after her.

We surfaced at about the same time, face to face. I shook myself as I realized I was staring at her petite b-cup breasts, noticing her nipples poking through the thin red fabric. I tread water, grinning at her from ear to ear.

"I should have known it was you, Tom!" she said, playfully splashing me.

"Yup," I chuckled, watching her as she swam over to the edge of the pool. She hoisted herself up out of the water. A wave of risky courage rushed through me as I noticed the pronounced cleft of her mound in the crotch of her bathing suit. I swam over to the edge and hoisted myself out.

As Tara started climbing back up to her perch, I decided to go for it.

"Hey Tara," I said. She turned and looked me in the eye, flashing me her beautiful smile. "When do you get off work?"

"About fifteen minutes," she replied, still smiling.

"'Ya think...maybe...we could go get some lunch somewhere. My treat, of course."

She paused for a moment to think, then her smile grew. "Sure," she beamed. "Meet me by the first aid station in 20 minutes."

"I'll be there," I smiled back at her.

"See ya then," she giggled, and returned to her perch.

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I swam for about ten minutes, much shorter than I had originally intended, but I didn't care-a date, to me, was worth more than a damn swim. When I was done, I retreated to the locker room, showered, and changed back into my cargo pants and tee shirt. I stopped by the concession stand on my way to the first aid station to buy a drink, and was there about two minutes early.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw Tara emerge from the women's locker room. Her hair was still shining wet, tied behind her head in a pony tail. She wore a tight blue tanktop which cut off about an inch above her bellybutton, and her lovely titts jiggled with each step. A pair of skin-tight black spandex shorts hugged her hips. Oh how I wished I could be those shorts.

"Snap out of it," she grinned, snapping her fingers in front of my face.

"Sorry," I shook my head. "Do you wanna take my car or yours?"

"I walked here," she glanced toward the doors. "I live about a block away."

"We'll take my car, then." I extracted my keys from my pocket. "You like Steak 'n' Shake?"

"Hell, yes!" she replied.

"Cool."

We walked out to my SAAB convertible, and were off to the local Steak 'n' Shake.

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Over lunch, we exchanged small talk for a bit, then talked of other things.

"Ya know," I started, "I've wanted to ask you out for, like, four years."

"Really?" she furrowed her brow.

"Yeah," I nodded. "I just...thought you'd never go for a guy like me. I mean-there's gotta be a million other guys out there a helluva lot better looking than me. Lord knows, you could have any guy you want."

"Trust me," she said. "I've had experience with guys like that, and they're much too self-centered. Besides," she grinned. "You're pretty good lookin' yourself, whether you wanna admit it or not." She reached out and put her hand on mine, giving it a quick squeeze. "And I know you. You're not some selfish little prick who only wants a piece of pussy, and not a serious relationship."

I smiled at those words, even if they were only partially true. I wasn't selfish, and while I was looking for pussy, that wasn't the only thing on my mind. I was also seeking companionship.

"Aw..." I jokingly cooed. "Thanks."

"And.........I must admit." She paused, then continued. "I've wanted to ask you out for awhile, too. Especially since that asshole Ricky dumped me for that fucking slut Amy. I decided that it would be best if I were to date someone who was already my friend-and has a little better than decent body." She giggled, then finished her Coke.

"You ready to go?" I asked.

"Sure," she said. We stood up, and I went over to pay the cashier. Tara walked up behind me and put her hands on my shoulders. She leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Plus, I think it would be better to play with an unselfish prick." She gave my earlobe a quick nibble, sending shivers shooting up and down my spine.

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We decided to go back to her house, since all of her roommates had classes for another two hours. Tara guided me into the living room, and sat me down on a sofa in front of her tv.

"You thirsty?" she asked, heading for the fridge.

"Nah," I shook my head.

She returned to the living room holding a Coke, and sat down next to me on the couch. "Ya know," she said softly. "I didn't want to say anything in the restaraunt or the car, 'cause I didn't know how you'd take it, but..........I've actually always had somewhat of a crush on you."

I put my arm around her shoulders, and leaned a bit closer to her. "Really?" I smiled. "Is that so?" I started running my fingers through her long silky hair.

"Yeah," she cooed. All of a sudden, she lunged foreward, cupped my face in her soft hands, and pressed her velvety lips to mine in a deep kiss. I swiftly reciprocated, sloshing my tongue through her warn, moist mouth and wrapping my arms around her.

We separated with a luscious pop, and she pulled my shirt up over my head. We engaged in another heated exchange of lips, tongues, and spit. I rubbed my hands all over Tara's back and sides, then slid them under her shirt to gently stroke her bare skin. I decided, "what the hell," and pulled up on her tank top. She lifted her arms, allowing it to slide off easily. She wore no bra, so her gorgeous pliable breasts were now out in the open.

Still locked in a heated kiss, she drew nearer to me, and her left breast mashed itself against my chest. Her right one hung freely on my left side. I siezed the opportunity, groping her soft globe with my left hand. A small moan rumbled from her throat as I gently traced circles around her shaded areolas. I felt her nipples stand up as I gently massaged them.

We separated for a moment, and I leaned over, cupping her titts in my hands, and sealed my mouth around one of the nubs, gently sucking and licking. Tara let out a more audible moan as she unsnapped my pants and liberated me of them. I switched nipples as she began rubbing the bulge in my boxers with the palm of her hand. She gripped my shaft through my shorts and squeezed as I nuzzled her heated cleavage.

"Mmmmmmm....yeahhhh," Tara moaned, releasing her grip on my wood to slip her shorts off, revealing her blue cotton panties. I briefly paused to glance downward, noticing a large wet spot towards the bottom of her crotch. I ran a hand around her back, and slid it down to clutch her sweet, rounded ass. She giggled randily when I gave her cheek a quick squeeze.

"Fuck, you're hot!" I breathed, at which she almost burst out laughing.

She leaned foreward again, and we shared a series of short, quick kisses, then another deep, extended kiss. As we practically raped each others' mouths, I slid my hand around her hip to caress the area just above her pussy crack. In one swift motion I yanked her panties down and off of her. I broke our kiss, and peppered kisses and licks down her face, to her neck, over her plump breasts, then tongued my way down her stomach. Tara moaned and massaged my scalp as my tongue reached her crotch, which was completely bare. I could already smell her love juices as I dabbled my tongue into her crack.

Tara repositioned herself, now completely on the couch, legs spread, giving me a spectacular view of her entire mound. I pressed a finger between her pussy cheeks, then stroked it down between her wet, thin lips. I gently rubbed my finger up and down between her lips, traced her slit, then slowly slid my index and middle fingers into her soft, soaking wet entrance, feeling first the ribbed section of her vagina, then the smooth upper half. When my fingers were as far in as they could go, and I could feel the small cone of her cervix, I pressed them up against the front wall-the fabled g-spot.

Tara gasped with pleasure as I started massaging her most sensitive area, slowly at first, gradually picking up speed. "Ohhh FUCK!" she gasped.

I chuckled, and advanced my mouth down on her mound. I alternated between pumping and rubbing with my fingers, while I first took the top part of her lips (where they meet right above her clit) into my mouth and sucking vigorously. She began to gasp and moan loudly. I sucked there for a moment, then traced my tongue around the inner walls of her lips, flapping them back and forth. Finally, I centered on her clit, lapping a broad swath over it, then flicking it rapidly with the tip of my tongue.

Tara was on the verge of screaming now, so I decided to go in for the kill. I twisted my fingers around inside of her, rocking back and forth over her g-spot, and clamped my teeth around her clit-just barely hard enough for her to notice, then pulled her little button away from the rest of her pussy, and sealed my lips around it-then sucked...HARD.

She went absolutely insane, arching her back high into the air, screaming at the top of her lungs all the while. "OHHHHH FUCKKKK! GODDAMMIT! Ooooohhhhh, SHIT that's fucking PERFECT!" A few more seconds of me treating her sensitive little nub like a pacifier... "Oh SHIT, oh SHIT, oh SHIIIIIIIIIITTT...I'm cumming, I'm cuuuuummmmiiiinnnngggg AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA UUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGG HHHHHHHHH!" With that, I felt her vaginal walls tighten around my fingers, and was delighted as my face was spattered with her delicious girl juice.

I released her tiny button after giving it one more quick slurp, which sent another (though smaller) helping of syrup onto my face. I removed my fingers from her cooch, and licked them clean. I wiped as much goo from my face onto my fingers as I could, then licked them clean as well. Tara cleaned the rest of it off of my face with her tongue once she came down from her massive orgasm.

We shared another short kiss. "I've NEVER had anyone get me off that good!" she smiled.

"I've never known anyone to taste as good as you!" I countered.

"Whaddaya say I get a taste of you now?"

I gulped and lay back on the couch as Tara stripped my boxers off of me, my rock-hard rooster poppin' out to say hello.

"Hmmm..." she smiled. "Me likey." She took a position between my legs, and slowly took my staff into her mouth. I inhaled sharply as I felt the slippery warmth wrap around my cock. She locked her eyes onto mine, and started to slowly bob up and down. Intense pangs of pleasure shot through my body, and I reached down to run my fingers through her hair, removing her rubber band to release her pony tail, and allow the full beauty of her marvelous mane show. I massaged her scalp as I felt her tongue slide all around my plump head at the same time she was bobbing.

"Oh FUCK, yeah!" I groaned. I suddenly found myself short of breath. Within seconds, I felt my load rushing forth. "Here it comes, babe!" I managed to croak. About a second later, I erupted in her mouth (to her apparent delight), spraying gob after gob of thick semen down her throat. When it was all over and done with, she slid my cock out of her mouth with a slight popping sound, and swallowed the entire load.

"Mmmm," she moaned, seeming surprised. "Better than I expected!"

"Likewise," I gasped, struggling to recover.

"I hope you've still got some juice left in you, 'cause sucking you off really turned me on..." She reached down and wiped her pussy, then brought it back up, presenting her glistening hand for me to lick clean. "...and I really want to fuck you. BAD!"

Her words alone brought life back to my army of one.

"I think I've got enough in me for one spectacular fuck," I grinned.

Tara smiled, and moved to the carpeted floor, spread eagle. I got down between her legs, holding my cock ready. She raised her hips up a little, putting a pillow under her ass to hold herself up at a good level.

Slowly, I pressed foreward, parting her lips, feeling them squeeze my shaft with their wetness as I advanced. I felt the thick edge of my head slide over the soft ridges of her vaginal walls, and slide into her smooth cavern. I burried my cock deep inside of her pussy, and slowly began to retract it, listening to the squishing noises eminating from the heated contact. Her mound flexed in and out with my thrusts and retractions, and we both gasped and moaned loudly with the intense pleasure.

Tara wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled me to her. We embraced as I continued my pumping, and we ran our hands all over each others' bodies. I watched in utter bliss as her plump titts bounced back and forth with each thrust. I varied my thrusts, so they were not just in and out, but side to side, around in a circle, or up and down (as well as in and out-duh!).

"Oh SHIT!" Tara gasped. "Where'd'ou learn to do that?"

"Made it up," I grunted.

A few seconds longer, and she started yelping in ecstacy. I closed my eyes, and locked lips with her, the best I could. We separated, and she started screaming violently. Finally she let out one, long scream, and dug her nails into my back, as her tight, squishy vagina clasped my tool like a vice. I felt I was reaching my climax at about the same time, but what sent me over the edge was that when she took her nails from my flesh, and screamed a second time, I felt a quick, concentrated blast of girl juices spray onto my crotch. She had had an ejaculation! In all the years I've been sexually active, (I've always known of the existence of female ejaculations) I had never been with a woman who experienced an ejaculation. This sent me over the edge. I growled with carnal abandon and slammed my cock deep into her clenched hole, and erupted, shooting about three jets of sticky sperm inside of her.

Exhausted, I collapsed onto Tara, and we shared a long, passionate kiss.

I quickly pulled out of her though (and we both jumped) when we heard the sound of clapping. We looked at the entryway to the living room to see none other than Tara's roommate, Ashley.

Keep an eye out for future chapters of Down Days of College!

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