I was just your average horny college junior, struggling to get an education. Well, not very hard, I admit. My main priority was to see if I could get some tail, and it wasn't working out to my satisfaction.
I could understand why, I wasn't one the jock stars or even one of the scholastic whizzes, but I'm not exactly an ugly gargoyle either. I'm a little over six feet tall, with a nice build from working out regularly. I've been told I'm moderately good looking with light brown hair, that bleaches to blond in the summer, and green eyes. My name is Mark.
So far, all of my schemes to attract the ladies hadn't worked out too well, although I had enough successes to keep my hopes up of accomplishing my fantasy of a willing harem. In other words, I was a typical young man that did most of his thinking with the organs below his belt line.
I was standing across the street from the campus one afternoon, having one of the smokes I allow myself to have in a day. It sure caught my attention when this luxury convertible full of some very hot girls cruised past. I could only see the driver from the neck up, she must have been tiny, but she sure had a beautiful face. The rest of them were sitting up on the downed top and seat backs, yelling and waving at everyone in sight.
That car full of pulchritudinous female flesh alerted the thinking organs I mentioned before, but they didn't have any ideas about what I could do about it either as I slunk away in my despondency.
Over the next few days I saw some of the girls I'd seen in that expensive car, but they were always accompanied by one of the sport teams stars. I didn't think I'd have a chance there. On the third day I ran into the driver, literally. I was hurrying to get to class before the bell and as I turned a corner I knocked this little beauteous babe flat on her shapely butt. Her books and papers flew in a cloud and her skirt flew up exposing a cute little thong.
I guess I blushed in embarrassment for my clumsiness and she blushed too as she pulled her skirt down. As I helped her up and picked up her papers and books she just stood there, obviously perturbed by the situation. I apologized, but all she said was a short thanks as I handed her her things, but she gave me a searching look as we parted.
I figured I'd screwed the pooch there too. She wouldn't want anything to do with me after that and really made me disappointed as she was just as tiny and cute as I thought she was. But she could have been seven feet tall and couldn't have tucked any more sex appeal in her. I can't think any other word to describe her better than voluptuous. That doesn't describe the sexual aura that emanated from her though. I could give you blazing, incandescent, scorching, and plenty more and still not have accomplished it.
Over the next week or so we did see each other in the halls and I always tried to give her an apologetic smile which she mostly just acknowledged by nodding in return. Just before the weekend I did get a small smile which left me elated until Monday. During this time I had found out her name was Marilyn and she'd transferred here when her mother had remarried and moved here.
The only other time I saw her was once when I was showing a buddy of mine that I could touch my chin and the tip of my nose with my tongue. I turned and she was standing there with an astonished look on her face. I blushed but she only gave me a little grin and walked away.
Monday I entered one of my classes and was surprised to see her sitting there. I asked the girl sitting next to her if she would mind if I sat there. She glanced at my target for a second, then gave me a grin and relinquished her seat. As I sat she looked at me and didn't seem to be annoyed and did give me a small smile.
When I had settled she turned to me and asked, “Why have you been asking my friends about me, are you planning on stalking me?”
Taken aback for a moment by her directness I finally stammered, “Uh, no, I wasn't, but it's not a bad idea if I thought it would do me any good with you. I've been asking your friends because I'm obviously interested in you.”
She sat back a little and again asked, “Really, why is that? We've never formally met, although we certainly have met, if a little too forcefully. Why would you be interested in me?”
I thought I would meet her frankness with some of my own, “Marilyn, if you can't figure out why, you must not have any mirrors at your house. I'm male and you're female. Wow, are you female! Is that honest enough for you?”
She chuckled an answer, “Yes, that will do. But what are you going to do about it? This is the first time you've approached me or shown any interest except leering at me in the halls.”
“Me? Leer? I didn't think I was leering, I thought I was just smiling. I thought I was leering only in my mind. You have to admit it's justified in any case.”
That earned a full throated laugh from her and some delightful jiggles as she moved in her chair. Then she really surprised me by stating, “Well, as you're too shy to ask me, Ill ask you, why don't we go out together some night.”
That floored me. I'd never had a girl come on to me so plainly before, but I managed to mutter, “Uh, um, that's a good idea. When and where?”
“I'm free tomorrow night, can you pick me up around 7:30? Dress nice, you'll have to meet my mom and stepdad. Is that alright with you?”
I just had time to assure her that I'd be there before the professor called the class to order. After class she gave me her address. I wasn't surprised to see that it was in a very swanky part of town after seeing the car she drove.
On date night I took care to shave very close and dress in some pressed slacks and a dress shirt. I was a little nervous about meeting her folks. I was glad that my car, although fairly old, looked very nice as I took real good care of it, washing and waxing it regularly.
I pulled up the long driveway to this stone mansion set on a large lush green lawn, got out and walked to the double doors and rang the bell. Marilyn opened the door, smiled at me and asked me in. She led me into the living room where her folks were sitting. As we entered Marilyn's mother rose and came forward, smiling.
I stood there, hoping I didn't look as stunned as I felt. Mom was gorgeous, it wasn't hard to see where Marilyn had acquired her looks. Although a little taller than her daughter she had the same seductive build and sexual emanation. I estimated she must be somewhere around forty but looked more like Marilyn's older sister. Marilyn introduced me to her parents, but her stepfather just grunted and gave a small wave from his chair, while her mother shook hands with me.
Her mother then asked, “What are you planning on doing tonight?” but before I could answer Marilyn spoke up.
“We thought we'd take in a movie and then get something to eat, we shouldn't be late, “Then turning to me said, “That's right, isn't it?”
What else could I say, “Uh, yeah, there's a couple good movies now, we'll pick one when we get there.”
As we left the room her stepfather shouted, “You bring her home at a decent hour, you hear?” I assured him I would and was very relieved when we left.
In the car as we drove away I said to Marilyn, “ That was a little uncomfortable, why is your stepdad so concerned about you?”
“I think he wants to jump my bones, you'd think mom would be enough for the old fart, but I've seen him look at me.”
I was startled again at her candor and changed the subject, “Do you know what's at the theater or will we just pick one?”
“Do you really want to see a movie, Mark?”
“If you want to do something else, Marilyn, we can do it. What did you have in mind?”
“Well, do you know a nice quiet place we can go and fuck? That's what I'd like to do.”
I jerked the wheel in my astonishment. I was able to straighten the car out just soon enough to miss the old lady who was standing just off the curb, but I could see her one finger salute in the rear view mirror.
I was speechless for a while, but then said, “If that's what you want, I guess I can go along with it.”
I know it was a stupid reply, but I had a brain freeze. What would you have said?
Fortunately, I had a room just off campus that I rented. It wasn't much more than a hole in the wall but had a private entrance. And a double bed.
We quietly entered and as soon as we were in the room Marilyn started disrobing as the vision of jail bars floated before me, “Uh, Marilyn, how old are you?”
“I'm nineteen, Why are you asking me that now?”
I replied, “Oh, no reason.” as the bars evaporated.
She looked at me sort of pouty and said, “Are you going to stay dressed? Are you some kind of kinky type?”
“No siree, I'm right behind you.” and started peeling clothes. It was a little more difficult for me as I couldn't look to see what I was doing, I was just staring at the exposition being revealed in front of me. This girl had all the right assets in exactly the right places. Her breasts were amazingly large for such a small body. Her waist was petite but quickly flared to a delightful span of hips. As she turned I could see the cutest, spankable, cheeks I had ever dreamed of. She turned back to expose a charming shaved pussy.
It was right about then that my pants caught on my shoes, that I had forgotten to take off first in my dazed condition, and I fell over. I hit my head on the bed post and laid there, stunned. Marilyn knelt aside of me, taking my head in her hands and asked, “Are you alright? You took a bad bump there.”
As she examined my head for damage her breasts hung enticingly in front of my face. Not being completely stupid I pulled her closer and nuzzled first one, then the other, licking her nipples and pulling on them with my lips as they lengthened and hardened. This lit a fire in Marilyn as she attacked my mouth with her open one and pushed her tongue between my lips while I continued my gentle rolling and tweaking of her nipples with both hands.
She didn't moan and gasp as other girls I had relations with but started humming and even softly singing and chuckling as she seemed to be enjoying herself immensely. I was feeling pretty happy myself right about then. She must have liked what I did to her 'cause she slid down and started sucking and licking my nipples. I'd never had that done to me before, but I highly recommend it, it's a different sensation.
When she slid down to work on my nipples she went sorta sideways so she was lying across me. From there she could reach my dick with one hand. What she could do with one hand would make a dead man squirm. It also gave me access to those plump, spankable ass cheeks of hers.
In my exuberance I did land a pretty good slap on one cheek, which only brought her soft humming, happy melody another octave higher and louder. When I gave the other cheek another slap, I gained another octave and even more volume. I was scared that if I kept that up she'd start breaking wine glasses or even the windows so I quit that. But I still had access to the wonders between those cheeks.
I slid my hand between them and explored. Wow, I hit a gusher! This girl was soaking wet already. She spread her legs to give me easier access. As I ran a finger up and down her slit of delight her music picked up again, in tempo and volume. No wonder she'd asked for a quiet place. I figured the hell with it and inserted a finger in her pussy.
Aha! Noise problem solved, the moment I started to apply my finger exercises she effectively gagged herself with my dick, plunging her lips furiously up and down its length.