Carrie Minberg, Female, 19

	- Narrator, freshman at Bitterwood

	- Beige, freckled skin, 5'6, 145lbs, curly back-length dark-red or blue hair

Elise, Female, 19

	- Freshman at Bitterwood, Norwegian

	- Pale golden skin, 5'10, 155lbs, shoulder-length light blonde hair

Ulv, Male, 19

	- Freshman at Bitterwood, Ukrainian

	- Pale freckled skin, 5'8, 170lbs, short, spiky red hair

Colt, Male, 18

	- Freshman at Bitterwood, Canadian, twin brother of Kent

	- Tanned beige skin, 5'11, 185lbs, short dirty-blonde hair

Kent, Male, 18

	- Freshman at Bitterwood, Canadian, twin brother of Colt

	- Tanned beige, skin, 5'11, 185lbs, short dirty-blond hair

The other girls and I began to gossip about relationships, sex, which guys were gay, which girls, who we'd seen fucking or blowing or cumming. There was a decided lack of judgement. It was gossip, sure, but informational, not to shame or denigrate. The sexual atmosphere of our class was liberating for me, and I was an active participant in describing my experiences, who I though was sexy, and even petted Elise a few times in front of the other girls.

I told about Brown, once or twice, found I was able to talk about it with a few years of distance. I told about Michael, Lawton, the others. Everyone except Henri. Only Elise knew that secret, and she kept it well.

Classes moved on quickly that first semester, and I found myself engaged and excited every day. It was always something different. There were lots of essay assignments, which I loved, and lots of uncommon classroom locations that made it feel anything like a rote education.

I did really well those months, Elise and I sharing beds regularly. She still fucked Tim sometimes, and had been with a couple of other guys, but it wasn't until a beach party that I had my next new partner.

Partners, I mean.

Kent and Colt were twin brothers from Vancouver, Canada. Friendly guys, jock-lights, each of them. Adorable together or apart, both in shape and tanned, and a weekend trip across to Dover, England, had us sharing tea in a common area centered between our rooms one morning. We headed out as a group, probably twenty of us in all, including Elise, Sia, Kent, and Colt.

The sand was a bit course, but we soon had blankets out in the midday sun. Elise and I applied sunscreen to each other, letting our fingers tease breasts and nipples. It was light and fun, and the rest of the afternoon, we swapped around in conversations and play in the water.

Colt, like his brother, had light grey eyes. It was an amazing sensation to look at him or Kent. I could tell them apart, don't ask me how. Subtle difference in facial expressions, perhaps. They both wore their dirty-blonde locks over their ears, and I found myself being attracted to whichever one tried to tackle me in the surf.

After a picnic supper on the beach, some of the others headed back in. Elise left on Tim's arm and she winked at me as she left me alone with the twins.

For an hour or so, we just hung out, drinking wine and feeling high. I noticed that the guys were beginning to sit closer and closer to me, and when Colt took my hand and kissed it, I leaned into him and met his lips.

Kent was behind me, just watching while I kissed his brother. We broke our embrace and I leaned back, giggling. I looked at Kent to see his reaction, surprised to see him leaning to me, his lips pursed, a serious look on his face. I couldn't resist. I kissed him too.

They were a lot a like that way, kissing me. I couldn't tell them apart then, the way their lips and tongues moved so similar. I came up for air, smiling, leaned back and tried to catch my breath.

Colt asked quietly, “interested in doing more than kiss?”

I looked at him a moment, decided that I was, said, “sure... here?” It was growing dark and a bit cool, but we were alone for several hundred feet on either side of us.

I started to lean into Colt, forgot his brother a moment, until Kent said, “both of us?”

I stopped and looked at Kent, collected my thoughts. I wanted that. Both of them. I'd never experienced more than one person before, certainly not two men, but the idea of it was powerful in my mind and I nodded, smiling, and finished leaning into Colt for a kiss.

The next hour or so was mostly lost in a thousand touches from the brothers. Their hands on my breasts, my butt, my puss. They seemed to have a natural attention, the two of them moved from position to position without bumping elbows or both touching me in the same place at once. I laid back and let the brothers touch me and kiss me, and yes, they both fucked me, too.

Colt took me first, on my back, his mouth covered in my pussy juice. He'd brought condoms, as had I, a common thing for most of us. He slipped it on just as his brother pushed his hard penis in my mouth. Their cocks looked the same, felt the same in each hole, in my fingers and mouth. Six inches or so, nice girth, heavy, swinging dicks that had me very horny and wanting to feel them inside me.

Colt slid in and I moaned as his cock sank deep into my puss. Kent's dick throbbed in my mouth as I sucked, his precum salty, slick. The brothers fucked my vagina and my mouth with a steady rhythm, slowing down only a moment when I orgasmed and had to catch my breath. Colt slipped out of me, ripped off the condom, and replaced his brother.

Kent rolled a rubber onto his penis and penetrated me in the same position. I sucked Colt, felt him swelling in my mouth as his brother's cock squished in my tight hole. Colt moaned, pushed into me, said, “cumming...” and filled my mouth with his salty, pungent cum. I sucked it down, let him throb against my tongue as I swallowed his sperm and sent it down to my stomach.

Kent fucked me a while, his brother recuperated, slowly stroking his cock watching us. Kent turned me over, humped me doggy style, Colt's cock back in my mouth again. Colt slid a hand underneath me as I sucked him, found my clit, and twirled me to a powerful orgasm around his brother's swelling penis.

I rocked back hard against Kent, tried to milk him with my cunt. It worked. He thrashed against my ass, pulling my hips back to him. The dirty-blonde Canadian humped faster, faster, pounded my snatch until he cried out and ejaculated into his condom. Colt waited only a moment before slipping a condom on his own cock as his brother slid out of my vagina.

Colt rode me in that position, fucked in a rhythm just like his brother's. I couldn't tell them apart at all. I wondered how many other lucky girls had enjoyed the brothers. They were good together, and I orgasmed again when Kent stroked my clit while his brother squirted his cum into the condom, fucking me from behind.

We collapsed together, the brothers on either side of me, my hands slowly stroking their penises. Neither got fully hard again, but they weren't soft either. I laughed a lot, couldn't believe I'd had my first threesome. I loved having two penises in my body at once, and believe me, it wasn't the last time I enjoyed that feeling.

We almost got caught, lounging there mostly naked. A few of the other students had returned with a few bottles of beer and set up nearby. We didn't hear them at first, but someone lit a cigarette and alerted us to their presence. No one seemed to pay any attention to us as we scrambled back to the hostel. The brothers kissed me goodnight and when Elise joined me in our shared room, we shared our evening experiences with each other, and then ate each other's pussies.

She'd had a pretty normal fuck with Tim. It was getting predictable, but she still liked him and enjoyed the sex. When I told her about the twins, she asked if I thought they might be interested in her. “Duh. Of course. Elise, you're a 10 out of 10, seriously, Honey, everyone wants to fuck you. I know I do.”

She laughed, blushed, said, “Ok, maybe. If you say so. We'll see.” She'd never had a threesome before, and like me, had fantasized about two guys at once. “I'm shaking at what you got to do. So fun! Those two are really hot, love their accents.” We all had accents to most everyone else, the Twins' Canadian English was very different from Elise's Scandinavian tones. It usually added a layer of sexiness to each person that made them even more attractive.

We shared my bed that night, Elise sleeping next to me for the first time. It was nice and when we woke up the next morning, we played around for a while without orgasming, just touching each other, giggling, kissing. Girlfriends who enjoyed the benefits that came with having another soft, feminine body to touch so easily.

Elise backed off wanting to be with the twins, told me it was just a hot fantasy she'd shared with me and worked out of her system. She didn't rule it out, but she wasn't going to seek it openly. We had a long day of beach and drinking rum and wine, and that Saturday evening, I found myself with a group of classmates that I didn't usually hang with.

Not that I disliked any of them, but with forty-six other people to get to know, I still hadn't had time to really get into everyone. Elise went off to explore some part of town that was rumored to be haunted with Tim, Sia, and Kim, an Irish girl. I found myself setting out for an Indian restaurant with Jaz, from Korea, Thomas and Champs from Northern England, Tria, a blonde Russian, and Ulv, a quiet guy from the Ukraine.

We settled around and ordered drinks while we made small talk. Ulv's English was probably the worst of everyone at Bitterwood. He was easy enough to understand, but his accent just missed my ears too often, and I found myself needing to concentrate, often watching his lips, to get the point. It was during those moments of watching him speak, a rare thing all evening, that I found he was adorable.

He had a round face, speckled red hair, pale, freckled skin. His eyes were rounder than most guys', and I found it fun to see them dart in my direction before looking back at his meal.There was interest there, and that weekend, I really embraced my freedom to seek intimacy with whoever I chose.

We walked back to the hostel and it was clear that Champs and Tria were hooking up. They left us, holding hands, and disappeared somewhere down the dark lane that ran behind the hostel. Jaz said good night to us as we talked outside, sharing a cigarette, and Thomas followed soon after.

I wasn't ready to turn in and after the exciting evening I'd had the night before with the twins, I really wanted to get laid again. I invited Ulv to take a walk with me on the beach and he accepted. We brought another cigarette and a lighter with us, and for the first time, I found myself alone with the Ukrainian, got to know a bit about him.

We talked about his love of deserts, which I found odd considering he was from a mountainous, lush region of his country. He found them fascinating, pointing out how similar the beach was to the deserts, at least in texture.

I said he was shy, but alone with me he was pretty easy to talk with. He asked me, “Carrie... are you dating anyone right now?”

“No.”

“Oh. Ok.”

He left it there a moment, then said, “would you date me?”

I thought about it just a second, knew my answer was 'no,' tried to be polite. “Ulv... It's not like that right now for me. I left a long-term relationship to come here, and right now... I'm kinda enjoying not being tied down.” My implied offer of casual sex was probably missed in my reply.

“Ah... yeah, ok.” He did sound a bit disappointed.

“I said I wouldn't date, nothing personal. You're great, really. I just... don't want to commit to anyone, ok?”

“Yeah, ok.”

I took his hand and held it a moment, said, “I'm interested in spending the night with you, if you'd like that. Nothing more, just friends having fun, ok?”

Ulv hesitated only a moment before smiling tightly and softening a bit. “I'd like that.”

So we scooted back to his room, the one he shared with Charlie, a smooth, dark-skinned guy from the Bahamas. Charlie was out, and Ulv thought he'd be gone late into the night, drinking and dancing with Olivia, a beautiful, thin Israeli girl.

Ulv was nervous, shaking, and I felt the need to ask, “done this before?” It seemed like such a silly question, a given that of course he had. Our class was enjoying the freedom of living abroad with intelligent and attractive sexual opportunities, and I didn't think anyone had refrained. I'd find out later that Ulv wasn't the only one untouched at Bitterwood.

He said slowly, “n-no... not yet... well... no, not... everything... just played around a bit... last year.”

I smiled, remembered kind words said to me once, “ok... I'll be gentle.”

And I was. It was Ulv's first time and I led him slowly, from sucking his long, thin cock, to letting him taste me and learn the basics about eating my puss. I didn't cum, but that was ok. I enjoyed fucking Ulv, the boy finally mounting me, his condom-covered cock crashing against my cervix as he fucked me on my back.

Ulv didn't last long, filling his condom inside me within a minute or two, but he was up for seconds, and this time I rode him for four or five minutes before he emptied his load in a second condom.

It was fun, carefree sex. Like I said, I didn't cum, but it was his first time and I liked making it all about him. He told me I was good, that he'd enjoyed it, suggested he might be up for it again one day soon.

I tried to be nice, reminded him that it was just friendly sex, and if that was ok, I'd be up for it as well. I hoped he learned a thing or two about a woman's orgasms before then, but still, it had been enjoyable. I left his room and returned to my own to find Elise close to sleep. She woke up and leaned on her elbows while I told her about Ulv, but this time, unlike my tales from the moments with the twins, she was sleepy and so was I and our fingers tongues did no exploring. Elise did curl up with her arms around me, though, and I loved falling asleep in her long, thin arms.