College 19
By Corbin
How life tests the endurance, patience, and sometimes faith of one 
young woman.

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So anyway I'm in a pretty good mood today, actually I am a very laid-
back-happy-go-lucky-easy-going person, yeah I know you don't believe 
me based on all of the ranting and raving I've done one might think I 
walk around perpetually pissed off. 
 
Not true at all!
 
Well I was at the gym last night, actually it was a pretty sad workout 
on my part, my body just felt tapped out so I took it easy and will 
most likely take tonight off and maybe tomorrow, I need at least a 
couple of days to let the body recuperate.
 
Well on with this super-charged, highly rated life of mine!

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Sharon was standing off to my right speaking with the hairdresser 
explaining what the cut should look like and the whole time I could 
feel my stomach twisting as I watched Sharon draw invisible lines 
along my neck and face.

"Shit that's a lot of hair!" I mumbled in despair.
 
"Everything's going to be okay, you're going to look wonderful" I felt 
the hairstylist lean in close her warm reassuring voice entering my 
left ear canal, but it did very little to ease my concerns.
 
"Don't worry strong girl you won't loose all of your strength when 
your hair is cut." Sharon rubbed my right shoulder ever trying to 
bring some lightheartedness into the moment and I smiled. 'Uh oh! My 
cheeks are trembling...that's a bad sign it means I'm going to cry!' 
Good grief I feel pathetic about to ball because my long blonde hair 
was getting cropped about shoulder length.
 
Snip...snip...snip....and sure enough the next thing I knew my right 
hand was brushing the tears off my cheeks as my hair floated away, 
down to the ground below. I have to say it helped that the woman 
cutting my hair was such an artist, it was a distraction to watch as 
she sculpted, cut, slashed and shaped my locks of hair. She was so 
graceful with the scissors and razor that I became momentarily 
mesmerized by the flashing metal reflecting off the overhead lights. 
 
Now why would going from totally unmanaged and unkempt, to something 
smooth, shapely and glamorous cause my insides to flip-flop? I didn't 
know for sure but as the hours wore on that day I felt my body slowly 
succumb to the delicious body treatment that ensued. Pedicure, 
Manicure, Facial, Makeup, Hair...after all it was a full service salon 
and Sharon had outdone herself in making sure I was well taken care 
of.
 
'But who am I kidding? I knew for damn sure that there was no way I 
was going to be able to maintain this level of style, but for one 
night I did my best to pull it all together:
 
1 'Convertible' bra cause I'm wearing a strapless dress.

1 Pair of Black Evening shoes with almost three inch heels! YIKES!

1 Diamante v-string thong (Mmmmm I don't normally like thongs, but 
damn I looked incredibly sexy in it and it felt good under the gown).

1 Micro-Fleece Classic Gown, slits going up the left and right side, 
but not that high.
 
READY TO GO!! (I won't bore you with the makeup, shaving, and other 
personal attention that goes into making us look nice for you guys.)
 
"Hey! I look pretty damn hot!" I blurted out in front of the full 
length mirror, turning to the left, then to the right several times, 
taking small steps as if fearful the image was a mirage. In truth I 
barely recognized myself, my hair had that radiant sheen and I simply 
couldn't stop smiling, also I was proud for once at having decent size 
breasts which really sealed-the-deal with this particular dress. My 
cleavage was going to be on display tonight for sure!
 
Sharon stood off to one side nodding her head with approval, extremely 
impressed with my outcome, almost feeling like some proud parent.

Well it was one of the best nights of my life, a firestorm of 
attention from guys and girls (even from some of the girls that 
disliked me), everyone complimented my appearance. Everything was 
paying off it seemed, my hard work in the gym had given my body that 
very defined physique that was nicely shown off in the dress; being 
strapless my neck, shoulders and arms were on display, and the sexiest 
part was the slit up the side of the gown showing off my calves and 
thighs. For once I relished every bit of it and oddly enough the 
intense male attention didn't seem to bother Dale, in fact it only 
pumped his pride and ego up even further.

(On another side note, if I don't type it now I will forget! Anyway 
this was a very serious time for Dale and I, we were way past the 
'Meet-the-Parents' and 'Parents-meet-the-Parents' phases. Very serious 
assumptions and plans were being discussed, by Family and Friends, 
about our future! Oh God the anxiety! But dating didn't get any easier 
then Dale and I, except for his constant pressure for sex! It was all 
very straight forward with us, no dating other people or figuring 
things out, or taking a break. We were destined to be together and 
become Husband and Wife, except he obeys ME! Until...the 'other woman' 
showed up; a sexy, sultry, exotic foreigner, and if you have been 
paying attention that is, you know her name to be Nikki. But enough of 
these pesky, painful details! I was going to enjoy myself tonight, how 
nice for me!) 

Back to The Party: I felt bad for those girls that are emaciated 
waifs, starving their already thin bodies to try and go down just one 
more dress size. They look sickly thin and pale while I on the other 
hand look healthy and well toned. Trust me I try to encourage them to 
eat more and exercise more to put weight on, the good news is I have 
managed to convert some of them and they look awesome now! 
  
"Things are winding down, do you want to head on up?" Dale whispered 
as he slid his right arm around my back and pulled me in close.
 
"Sure." I sighed, I was getting sleepy anyway...WHOOOAAAA!...What did 
he just say? "What? Go up where?" I suddenly looked over at him, we 
were almost eye level now with my heels.
 
"I got us a room for the night." Dale smiled casually, "I can't wait 
to peel this dress off your hot body. Besides it's late and I thought 
it would be convenient and romantic to have our own room tonight."
 
I was a bit speechless, on one hand it made sense and did sound 
romantic after all the event was being hosted by one of the really 
nice hotels in the area. 'But I know he's up to something' my mind 
continued to suspect as I felt his hands caressing up and down my 
waist pulling me in tighter.
 
"Just come on up and see." Dale smiled mischievously and I admit I was 
very excited at the moment so I went along with his plans, we walked 
up the spiral staircase to the second floor my heart was pounding 
furiously as my mind played tricks on me. 'Am I actually second 
guessing myself? No! He us not asking for sex, but the plan is 
obvious!' I continued to wrestle with things emotionally.

'We will sleep in the same bed, but no sex!' There done deal! My 
willpower can overcome all! He slipped the key card in and the light 
turned green, 'Bingo we were in! And that sneaky devil had been 
planning something for sure.' I just walked into that room took a look 
around and burst into tears, it was a beautiful sight to behold!

"Why are you crying?" He rushed over.
 
"It's so beautiful!" I babbled as my tear blurred eyes swept across 
the room. The lights were low and some beautifully romantic music 
played in the background. But I think it was the rose pedals...they 
formed a trail from the door, up to the bed and were carefully 
littered all about while a huge arrangement of red roses sat on the 
nearby dresser. I've had allot of guys in High School and College try 
to romance me away from my boyfriends, all sorts of elaborate stunts, 
holding up big signs at Gymnastic and Soccer meets, saying things like 
"I love you Corbin!", "Will you marry me!!??" how embarrassing! How 
goofy! But keep it coming! I didn't say I hated it.

So my guard was down and my emotions were running high, now my body 
and mind wanted to make love to this man! Once again my body, mind, 
and all that other psychological stuff goes to war against one 
another.

"Oh baby." He sighed and pulled me into this incredibly warm embrace, 
our bodies were on fire...errr...make that MY body was on fire. Dale 
was pushing all the right buttons tonight and I was almost ready to 
just give myself over to him, to consummate our relationship, to let 
him take me and make love to me all night. I wanted it...I wanted 
him...I wanted him in me, on top of me...you name it. I knew my body 
was into it as I realized I was involuntarily grinding my crotch 
against his and that set off a chain reaction on both our parts. His 
hands moved down and cupped my ass, squeezing firmly as our mouths 
mated against one another.
 
'Shit I'm going to ruin the dress!' My mind screamed as we pulled and 
ground against one another, standing in the middle of that room, 'Oh 
fuck the dress!' I sighed and gave in. We carefully guided one another 
to the bed and I took the initiative by pushing him towards the bed, 
the back of his knees hit the edge of the mattress and he sat down 
breaking off the kiss. He looked up at me and then began to lie back, 
pulling me down on top of him. The dress was getting in the way so I 
began to hike it up high on my legs so I could straddle his waist, and 
I think that's when he thought I had given him the green light. I 
suppose I can understand his view on things as I was responding to 
everything at this point and being pretty aggressive myself.
 
Damn, he is quick!
 
He had that zipper down, belt unbuckled and penis out in seconds, the 
touch against my inner thighs was startling at first but I was still 
into kissing and his touches, so I let it slide for the moment. I felt 
him try to move a little lower and get 'into position', yet I still 
didn't say anything to stop him, but my right hand was already moving 
down to intervene. I felt the track of his hand moving up my leg and 
then under my dress, searching for something, to remove that final 
barrier with his deft fingers that ran along the trim of my panties, 
gliding along until they reached my crotch. He gently traced the 
outline of my labia thru the fabric, no amateurish poking or prodding, 
but soft pleasurable strokes. 
 
"Hold on." I whimpered.
 
"What." He gasped in my ear as he nibbled on my earlobe.
 
"Unzip me." I moaned. Breaking off to get undressed was a real 
challenge, my entire body was hot, so horny and I was soaking wet 
between the legs that it felt like some animalistic urge was taking me 
over. I wanted to rip my clothes off and his, to dominate, to utterly 
and sexually dominate him. 'God what has gotten into me?'

"As you wish." He groaned with a faint smile.

We got off the bed and I turned my back to him, his hot breath 
whispered on my neck, the hairs stood up in response, he didn't unzip 
me right away, but started to kiss my neck and shoulders in a slow and 
tender manner, I thought of Nikki kissing me, but only for a second.
As for expectations Dale knew the ground rules, sure he might push 
things as he always does, but I was willing to let things go a little 
further tonight, just not all the way.

Dale slid his hands down around my waist and to my stomach pulling me 
tight against him. It didn't take long before the simmering heat that 
exists between us began to once again build into a volcanic thunder. 
He was grinding his crotch into my butt and I was grinding right back 
as his hands were cupping my breasts thru the dress.

"I get so hot for you it drives me crazy." I sighed.

"I love hearing you say that," Dale whispered, "but you keep allot to 
yourself Corbin, it would nice to hear it more often."

I just smiled he was right I rarely expressed my physical desires 
toward him verbally.  Finally his fingers slowly moved the tiny zipper 
down and I turned around. Dale had already started undressing and I 
loved his body, he was ripped and has a six pack of abs and wonderful 
muscles all over, without a word spoken I slipped off my dress, my bra 
and then decided to reveal all of my body by pushing off my panties. 
This was an action that I did not take lightly, his eyes went wide 
absorbing every inch as he had never seen me fully nude before. But 
his look conveyed something else, a look not only of adoring, but of 
pure lust, looks I've seen many times before.

"My god Corbin, you have the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." 
He gushed. (Does he really expect me to believe such over the top 
comments? Just telling me I am pretty/beautiful is plenty, so why do 
guys have to add junk like "In the whole wide world!!")

I just blushed and tilted my head, Dale was also now fully nude, and 
his penis as hard as that body of his. Simultaneously we both knelt 
onto the bed and then I had the oddest thought, I remembered that 
night in my room, we he asked me to make a muscle with my arm. I 
smiled and spontaneously raised both arms to perform a double bicep 
pose, twisting my torso just a little while flexing my abs. The look 
on his face was priceless, his eyes got wide and he entered into what 
I call a 'trance like state', his hands immediately reached out and 
touched my stomach, shoulders, and then my biceps, he couldn't get 
enough. 

"I love this body," He was spoke and moved like a man possessed! 
"Your so hard, so sexy, so amazing!" I then lowered my arms as we 
moved our knees toward one another, Dale was all over me, not clumsy 
or random, but he wanted to explore and arouse me at the same time. He 
was succeeding on all fronts! The felling of his chest hair across my 
breasts was warm and soothing, his large erection throbbing against my 
belly sent an erotic shiver up my spine. Slowly we started to kiss, 
open mouths hovering and touching, tongues rolling against one 
another. Our strong bodies lowered to the bed, and rolled across the 
covers while our legs and arms intertwined, I have never been totally 
nude with anyone before (except Nikki) and I was trembling as our 
bodies seemed to grind and writhe against one another, almost as if we 
were wrestling.

I was on top of him now, and could feel his hips push up, the heat 
between our sexes was incredible, in that moment I now felt that 
incredible chemistry that exists between a man and a woman, and how 
powerful the desire to make love can really be. Our kissing never 
stopped as I felt the length of his penis rub along the length of my 
labia. I was so wet and slippery! 

I had to reach down between our bodies to control the movement of his 
penis, for fear of him accidently achieving the right angle and trying 
to enter me. I'm so tight I doubt it would be an easy achievement 
anyway.

Anyway, I cupped the length of his shaft, it felt so hot to the touch 
as I moved down until it now pressed firmly against ridges of my lower 
abs. My action caused him to instantly thrust upward, I held it tight 
against me as I helped him rub his penis between my hand and my 
stomach. The thickness and power of holding his penis was amazing, the 
effect on me was staggering, at times I thought I could literally feel 
my juices leaking out of my vagina. It was my body reacting to this 
man under me, making me ready to accept him and I wanted him in me, to 
become apart of me. The same was true for Dale, I could tell it 
wouldn't be long before he was ready to cum, every fiber of his being 
had but one desire, to be inside of me, to hump and thrust against my 
body, to overcome any barrier and restrictions, he would not be 
satisfied until he had made love to me.

I pulled away some and noticed his face was flushed, beads of sweat 
covering his forehead, he was breathing heavy and seemed to be 
struggling not to cum yet. "You turn me on like no other women I have 
ever met." He moaned, his hands always seemed to gravitate to my 
breasts and/or butt, or both at the same time, one hand on each :).

"Oh God Corbin," He groaned and mumbled something that was slightly 
incoherent.

I was seriously getting off on this, I looked up and smiled a little 
at this man writhing on the bed, he wanted me so bad, he wanted what I 
had, but he knew I would never give it up before marriage. Just then, 
I had visions of him on his knees proposing marriage, then the look on 
his eyes as he carries me over the threshold into a room much like 
this one. Oh yeah, I was horny as well, I was breathing hard and 
covered in sweat from our making out and pure lust, my left hand had 
moved down under my body and between my legs, 'I am so wet!' I 
thought, my plentiful juices kept me well lubricated as I rubbed on my 
clit. It took only seconds for a few faint shutters to roll thru my 
body, 'Oh lord' I moaned. 

I'm sure it's rather sickening to read all of this, but hey tough 
shit! You dopes reading this should feel lucky that I am sharing as 
much as I am. 

It didn't take long for Dale to cum, I had his penis pressed against 
my abs and was using my hand to gently stroke him. I know he longed 
for me to go 'down on him', you know give him oral sex, or a blow job 
to put it bluntly. He even promised to eagerly return the favor, 
sounds nice indeed, but I just refused to cross that line. In the end 
he was ecstatic that I had gone so far as to be totally nude with him.

Yeah, call me a prude or whatever, I don't care.

Anyway, with so many duds out there, Dale was a real gem, totally 
loyal and devoted to me. I kissed him some more, "I love you." he 
moaned into my mouth and I responded in kind. I was still laying on 
top of him, slowly letting my weight settle completely, his hands 
began to stroke my shoulders, down my back until they cupped each of 
my butt, which he gently stroked as we laid there for several minutes.
There was a refreshing feeling of freedom, laying her totally nude 
with Dale.

"What?" I asked, knowing he had something on his mind.

"How fortunate I am, to have the sexiest girl on campus, laying here 
in my arms." He said. I tried not to laugh, and took the compliment in 
stride, I don't think of myself as this incredible sexy person.

"I don't know about that," I blushed and looked away wanting to be 
humble. 'Nikki takes top honors in my opinion.' I thought, and thank 
god I kept that opinion to myself one little slip up and all heck 
breaks loose.
 
"Well," he smiled up at me, "I *know* on thing for sure, you have the 
sexiest ass I've ever seen." I just blushed some more I am still not 
totally comfortable with such bold compliments. Yet I kept smiling 
when he gave each of my butt cheeks a firm squeeze.

(I then made him get up and clean up all that 'stuff' he just squirted 
all over our stomachs :) 

The moment was shattered when my thoughts suddenly shifted to Nikki, 
yet again! Here I am lying with Dale and I am now thinking of Nikki 
and getting even more turned on. I am seriously messed up!


  
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