    Title: Wingman
    Author: Eskimo1958
    Summary: Kurt helps his room mate by distracting his room mate's
    date's room mate. A romance blossoms.
    Keywords: MF, oral, virgin, humor, nudism

(Eskimo: I started this story before I wrote Justice For Megan, as this one inspired it. It's probably not as good, but I'm sure some of you will like it.)

Here I was, sitting in a off-campus night spot, sipping a beer, and keeping a redhead occupied while my roomie was dancing away with her room mate. I just shook my head, as I watched the blonde named Kim tease the hell out of Bob out there on the dance floor. Leading him on to probably at most a kiss at the end of the evening.

And the redhead across from me, she didn't look too thrilled either. Probably enjoying my company as much as I was hers, which wasn't much. We couldn't talk for the loudness of the music pulsing through our heads, and I really wasn't too interested in dancing. Heck, I'm well over six foot, and I didn't think she was even five foot.

It wasn't because she wasn't attractive. A cute face, and definitely a nice rack. But, I just didn't think the chemistry was there. That's why I was surprised when she stood, grabbed my hand and led me towards the exit. Once outside, she exhaled loudly, before saying "God how I hate cigarette smoke and loud music!"

I chuckled, as we walked a short distance down the street, before we sat our butts up on the steps of a closed store. "Yeah, my head is still ringing."

She grinned, "So, you think your roomie thinks he's still going to get some?"

Well, she's too the point. I already knew the answer, as I replied "He may think he is, but I don't think he'll even get kissed."

Giggling, she said "You're probably right. Kim hasn't put out for anyone yet."

"No shit?!" I asked.

"No way, she just likes to tease, and see how horny she gets the guys." she replied.

"Well, with that blonde body of hers, she does well."

"She's not a real blonde!" Sandy said laughing.

"Well, are her tits as big as they look, or does she use padding?"

She grinned slyly, "Padding! Her cup size ain't much bigger than my own c-cup."

I stared at her shirt covered boobs, saying "Damn, they look bigger."

A cute smile came to her face, "That's because I'm so damn short!"

I was about to ask something, wasn't sure what, when I heard the squeally voice of Kim say loudly, "Hey guys, what you two doing out here?"

I turned and saw Kim and Bob walking towards us, about ten feet away. I answered, "Oh, got tired of the music and smoke. Where you two headed?"

Bob, having problems walking from all the beer he had been drinking, replied "My dorm room." I raised an eyebrow, as Kim giggled.

Sandy said "Really. We going to have a party?"

The two of them walked past, not answering her question, as we looked at each other and shrugged and stood, following behind them closely. They each had an arm behind the others back, and I couldn't believe that Bob might actually be getting some. And Sandy was just as surprised as me! She whispered just loud enough for me to hear, "Wow, this is a surprise."

I smirked, replying "They're not there yet."

Bob turned his head, asking "You two following us?"

I saw Kim stager a bit, hell, guess they're both a little lit. I know that alcohol tends to make one loose their inhibitions, but from what Sandy had told me about her, this is surprising. I answered him, my comment making Sandy giggle "Yeah, we thought you two might need chaperoned."

He just looked at me funny, then turned his head, staggering along. I tried thinking how much he had to drink, or for that matter Kim. Sandy was reading my mind, saying softly, "Damn, never seen her this drunk."

It's a long walk to campus, and I wasn't too sure if either could make it all the way. Heck, it's about a mile and a half to the dorms. Ours is next to theirs here at U of L. And the longer we walked, the more they were hanging on to each other. And Bob was getting a good feel of her tight, jean covered ass, not to mention each stealing a kiss from the other on occasion. And Sandy, she just kept mumbling "I can’t believe this.", over and over.

It took a good forty minutes to reach campus. And at our dorm, the moment of truth. Yeah, they helped each other into our dorm, and headed to the elevator. Sandy and I stopped and looked at each other. "Well, now what?"

She sighed, saying "You can sleep in her bed. Come on!" I chuckled, as I walked along side of her. She said "Damn her fucking ass!"

"Shit, Bob's going to score!" I said loudly, as I laughed. She glared at me, and I asked "What!?"

She stopped, waved her finger at me, saying "Another word, and I'll cut off your marbles and make you sleep in your lounge."

I raised my hands, signaling my surrender. I walked in silence the two hundred feet to the entrance to her dorm. I wasn’t anticipating anything sexually, except maybe a quick peak of her partially clad body, but that was about it. It was on the way through the lobby towards the elevator that things got interesting, for as we entered, a tall redhead was coming in as well, and seeing me, she said "Hi Kurt! What's up?"

I was shocked, "Oh, hi Diane. Nothing much. My roommate is trying to score with her roommate, and she's," I pointed to Sandy, "Is offering me the empty bed to sleep in."

Diane walked on past us towards the hallway, saying over her shoulder as we got to the elevator, "Well Sandy, be careful. Kurt is a handful and all man. Let me know if you need any help if he misbehaves."

I smiled, but the scowl on Sandy's face was priceless. We entered the elevator, and she pressed the button for the fourth floor, and once the doors were closed, she said "You know her?"

She didn't say it nicely, as I cleared my throat, saying "Well, yeah, sort of."

"From where?" she asked, still rather coldly.

"Um, well, I've known her since we were little." I replied. Which is a truthful answer.

The door opened, and we walked out and down the hall. At about half way, with the coldness still radiating from her body towards me, which I assumed was from our talking to Diane, she took out her key, and unlocked the door to her room, and stepped inside and turned on the light. I walked in behind her, and closed the door. Typical female's dorm room. Posters of warm, fuzzy animals on the walls, with one or two of scantily clad hunks. And stuffed animals galore. What do college girls see in stuffed animals, anyway?

I wasn't about to ask that, as it seemed once the door was closed, she decided to ask some more questions, "You know much about her?" Before I could answer, she said "And be a gentleman and turn around so I can get into my pajamas." It was more like an order. I turned, and a smile came to my face, as I saw her reflection in the window.

She had her back to me, at her closet, taking off her top, as I answered, "What do you know about her?"

"I asked the question!", she said roughly, as she bent her body to step out of her jeans. Very nice pink panties, with matching bra. And when she turned to her side, a very nice profile. Damn, those snuggle pups did look nice!

"Well, I've known her for a long time. Since she's a childhood friend, I'm not going to say anything negative about her."

She was reaching behind her to unclasp her bra, when she saw me looking at the window, and her reflection. She gasped, slapped me in the back, saying "Face the wall!"

I was about to die laughing, as I protested "You told me to face this way!"

I did as she told me, as I then heard her rummaging through her dresser. "I've heard things about her, that's all."

Well, I wasn't about to tell her anything. "You know, it's not nice to talk bad about people."

"Okay, get into bed." She said. I pulled my shirt off, then was undoing my Levi’s, when she said "What are you doing?"

I turned, seeing her getting her body under the blankets of her bed, as I said "Getting undressed. I ain't sleeping in my clothes. Now it's your turn to turn around."

She had a face of indignation on her face, as she rolled away, facing the wall. I just chuckled to myself, as I pushed my jeans and underwear to my knees before sitting down and kicking them off. Then I was under the covers as well. I said "Okay, good night."

She rolled back over facing me, and reached for the light, saying rather grumpily, "Good night."

I wasn't sure what woke me. Maybe the sound of rain hitting the window. Maybe it was the dream of me sinking my pecker into a willing female. But I do remember stretching out, and feeling rather strange. My head was pounding, and it all came back to me. I wasn't in my room, as the poster on the ceiling above me with a bunch of cute little kittens attested too. My hand was on my hard cock, and I suddenly remembered also that I wasn't alone in the room. I sat up suddenly, and looked over to the other bed, watching as a surprised Sandy ducked her head under the covers. All I had seen of her face was her wide eyed gaze at the tent that was formed in my nether region.

I said "Shit! What time is it?"

I could barely hear her, as she answered from under the covers, "Almost nine."

Damn, I had promised a friend I would go with him to Indy at ten. I threw the covers off, and swung my legs out. Grabbed my shirt off the floor and pulled it on, and I grinned as I saw her peaking out from underneath the covers at my exposed morning wood. I stood and grabbed my briefs and pants, and put them on quickly, before tying on my shoes, and saying as I left her room, "I'll see how they are before I leave."

"Where you going?" She pulled the covers down below her neck. And I was surprised to see a sad look on her face.

As I tightened up my belt, I replied, "I promised a guy I would go to Indy with him today to pick up a couch." I wasn't sure why, but I asked "Um, we'll be back late this afternoon, you want to have dinner with me?"

A smiled came to her sweet, round face, "Yeah, sure." She propped the side of her head in the palm of her hand, and added "That would be nice."

I smiled at her, as I opened the door, saying "Later then, bye."

I heard her say "Bye." as I closed the door behind me. I wasn't two feet down the hall, heading towards the elevator, when I ran into four girls, all with mouths hanging open, seeing where I had just come from.

And I said "Good morning!" as I passed. When I got to the elevator, the door was open, so I stepped in and pushed the button for the ground floor, as I watched the four of them huddled together and cackling away about what they had just witnessed.

Exiting the elevator, I was heading for the door, when I heard Diane's voice saying "Long night Kurt?"

I turned, and waited for her to catch up, "No, not hardly. I slept well alone in a bed."

She was soon at my side, and as we walked out she said "Really?" I nodded my head yes. "Good, you don't need to corrupt that little girls morals."

I snickered, "Why? Is that your job?"

"Shut up, buster." She laughed. "So, you really didn't do anything?"

I shook my head no, as I said "Not hardly. We told you the truth last night."

"So nothing serious then."

"Not yet. I'm having dinner with her this evening once I get back from Indy."

"Well, you best be going. When you going to your parents campsite again?"

"Not sure, maybe not until Thanksgiving."

She grinned, "Same here. Maybe you can bring that little girl along."

I laughed, "Seems she's heard stories about you, you know."

She frowned, "I may have to have a talk with that girl."

I turned, her heading for the parking lot, me going on towards my dorm, "Don’t bother. Let me have a shot at her."

She laughed, "You be nice."

We waved at each other, as I walked towards the entrance of my dorm. Place was like a morgue. Typical Sunday morning, as damn near everyone was nursing a hangover. Once on the sixth floor, I arrived at my room to find my door ajar. Strange, as Bob and I usually lock it shut when we're there or not. Pushing it open, the smell got me first, long before the hilarity of the sight.

On Bob's bed on the right was Kim, on her belly, topless and passed out. The rooms garbage can was next to the bed, and from the smell of vomit, I knew what it was full of. And her top and bra were hanging out of it as well. And Bob, he was laying on the floor, still passed out cold, with all his clothes on. I held my breath, opened a window, grabbed some clothes out of my closet, as well as a towel, and headed to the shower room. I did close the door behind me. In less than twenty minutes, I was showered and dressed. I returned to my room to see Kim laying on her side, her firm, young breasts between her thin arms.

She opened her eyes, saw me, and rolled onto her belly. I didn't say anything, just went to Bob's closet pulled out a shirt, and tossed it onto her bare back, saying "You're top's ruined, that's one of Bob's shirts." Bob groaned, and I chuckled, as I started out the door, saying "If Bob wakes up, tell him I'll be back by five."

With that, I pulled the door shut, and headed for my friends room. He was waiting for me, and we were on our way in his truck. He didn't know about last night, and I wasn't about to tell him, as we spent most of the drive in his truck shooting the shit. Got the couch, and we arrived back in town at just past two, and after dropping it off at another friends off-campus residence, I found I was riding the elevator up to my room right at four.

Opening the door to my room, I found it empty, but at least it was smelling a hell of a lot better. And the first thing that I found was a note form Bob, telling me that he was heading to the gym, then to Kim's to have dinner. He also left a phone number, and after that, was the name Sandy written on it.

I grinned, wondering what dinner is going to be like. I grabbed the phone, and dialed the number, and it only rang twice before Sandy answered it, saying "Hello?"

"Hi, it's Kurt. Do you still want to go with me to dinner with me this evening?"

She didn't hesitate, and I noticed her voice showed no emotion, as she answered, "Yeah, I've been waiting for your call. I'll be done in ten minutes. Can you meet me in my dorm's main lobby?"

I said sure, and she said good-bye and we both hung up. Well, it looked like to me it was definitely just a friendship thing, but that's okay. I mean, we hardly know anything about each other and all. Of course, same with Bob and Kim, and who knows what they're doing at the moment! Although I'm sure it couldn't be much.

I reached the lobby in minutes, just as she disembarked from the elevator, and when she saw me she grinned, as she came my way. I asked "You ready?", and she nodded her head, as we exited the dorm for the short walk to the dining hall. I couldn't help but notice a few people from her dorm staring at us as we left, wondering what's going on.

And the first thing out of her lips, as we walked was, "Well, guess we were wrong last night, huh?"

I laughed, "You mean about Bob and Kim? Yeah, I'm very surprised. What did she have to say when you seen her."

She rolled her eyes in her head, saying "Oh my god, you wouldn't believe it! The girl is hopelessly in love." I laughed, as she said "You should hear her talk. You would think he was the king of men."

"Shit, I didn't think they did anything! Not after I found them passed out in the room, the damn place smelled like puke from them tossing their cookies." I exclaimed.

We entered the dining hall, and made our way in the line, as she said "They didn't do anything, that's the funny part."

We each grabbed a tray and started picking things out to eat from this evenings selections. I noticed she didn't take any of the meat entree's, as we went in search of a table. Sitting down to start eating, the conversation started right up, as she said "She thanks you, by the way."

"For what?"

She grinned, "For tossing her a shirt."

Laughing, I said, "You were right, they're not as big as she makes them out to be."

"Yeah, I'm sure it was a shock for Bob when the moment of truth arrived." she said, giggling.

"At the time he finally witnessed them, I don't think he realized the size difference." I then asked "So, what actually happened last night? Besides they both getting sick from too much booze."

As she ate, she went and explained, "Well, not long after you probably left for Indianapolis, she came back to our room." Another cute grin, as she interjected, "God, did she look like shit! Anyway, she was all smiles, saying how nice Bob was to her as he held her up as she threw up into the garbage can. But not after she had gotten a good portion all over her front. And as she did dry heaves, it was Bob's turn, as he unloaded into the same can. She said she climbed onto the edge of the bed, peeled her ruined shirt and bra off and tossed them into the can. She remembers him asking her if she felt okay, and that was it. Lights out."

"So no hanky panky." She shook her head no. "I didn't think so, but I wasn't sure."

"At least, not yet. After a shower, she called him, and asked him to meet him for lunch. When she came back, with him in tow, they were all lovey-dovey, holding hands and kissing away." She said that with a mock tone of disgust, which caused me to laugh.

"But why the sudden change of a tease to a woman in lust?" I asked.

She shrugged, "Not sure. But I think it has to do with her being real vulnerable, and he didn't take advantage of it. Sort of like you and me last night as well."

"Yeah, but we're not all over each other." Was that a partial frown I just saw?

"No, we're not. But, I think she's always thought guys were after her for her body. You know, a good fuck." I was a bit taken back by her bluntness, as she went on. "And when he didn't, something inside of her told her that maybe he doesn't want her for just that."

Being a smartass, I said "You mean there's other things."

She glared at me, "Not funny, Kurt! Besides, I think it's cute."

I was grinning, "Wonder when he'll finally get to go all the way with her?"

She didn't even flinch, as she informed me "She said this weekend." Then her eyes flew open wide, adding "But don't tell him!" I just laughed and shook my head. She asked "Has he said anything about her yet?"

I was honest when I said "Hell, I haven't seen him since this morning when he was still about out of it on the floor!"

She smiled, "Well, you going to tell me if he says anything?"

This is easy, "No."

"And why not?" she said, a touch of hurt in her voice.

"Because you'll tell Kim! And besides, even though us guys do talk about the others conquests, we are smart enough to not to tell the conquests room mate what had been said." I saw her look over my shoulder, and a nasty look came to her face. Glancing in the direction she was looking, I saw Diane. I chuckled, as I turned and said "You've something against Diane?"

"No," she said harshly, looking at me now. "Why would I have anything against her for?" Yeah, right. Now what? Maybe this will get her off the subject of Bob and Kim. "You seem to know her well."

Well hell, it did! I cleared my throat, "Yes, I've known her since we were in grade school."

"You two from the same high school?", she asked. Maybe this isn't such a good idea.

"No, actually, my family is up east of Indianapolis. Hers is from near Dayton." She looked at me funny, and I sighed, "Our parents have places at the same campground. Have been going there as long as I remember." Hope that ends that.

Nope, it didn't. She asked "Has she been, um, always a, um, different?"

I was going nowhere with this conversation, am I? "Well, we're all different. If we were all the same, it would be rather boring."

"That's not what I meant!" she said, a bit of a frown on her round face, "And what did you mean by conquests? Exactly how many have you had?"

My lungs exhaled deeply in a mournful sigh. "I'm not answering either question, as I don't think it's my business to know your sexual history, it's not yours to know mine." I was a bit miffed, and now she had a pouting look on her face. Ah shit, now what? I changed the subject, as I asked "So, are they going to be spending time in my room or yours this evening."

"Mine." She said, still a bit of resentment in her voice.

"Very well, " answered, "After we're done eating, why don't you go get your books and come on over to my room to study with me."

A slight smile on her face, "I ain't going to be one of your conquests, am I?"

I snorted, and grinned, "No, not tonight. I've a mid-term I need to study for."

Her smile was a little bigger, "Okay," She stood and picked up her dinner tray, "What room? I'll be there in thirty minutes."

"Six-sixteen." I stood and walked behind her, and we didn't say anything more as we left the dining hall together. She was punctual, entering my open room door in exactly thirty minutes. She didn't say much, just that Kim and Bob were rather engrossed in each other back at her room. And so we studied, on up to about nine-thirty, when I walked her back to her dorm. She asked if we could do this again the remainder of the week, or as long as Kim and Bob had one room or the other tied up with their activities. I just smiled and agreed, and we made a point to meet for dinner each evening at five and to decide where to go from there.

So, there we went, for the next whole week, we studied together. No more was said about Diane, or my past sexual prowess. And I didn't ask her about her experiences either. One week turned to two, and Bob & Kim were still going strong. And yes, Kim did put out that first weekend. Sandy sacked out in his bed in my room the whole time, as Bob spent the weekend between Kim's thighs. Sure glad one of us was getting some.

The end of the second week was looking to be the same. That's when I first noticed it. Sandy was acting a bit more different, but I had no idea why. Bob and Kim decided to use my room for their weekend fun and games, so I ended up in Sandy's room. Nothing out of the ordinary, but, well, she was constantly looking at me in a weird way. And this was really starting to freak me out. And Sunday morning, I woke first, and made my way to the bathroom for my morning constitution. (Each floor of our dorms have a restroom set aside for visitors of the opposite sex.) Came back and she was awake, and watching television. I didn't say anything, as I climbed back into bed, and grabbed a textbook and started to read.

I wasn't paying any attention to her, so didn't notice her stand and go to her closet. She said something, asking me a question, and I asked "What? " as I lowered my book to look her way. She was standing there, in just her bra and panties.

Without any emotion on her face, she said "I'm going to go take a shower, was wondering if you wanted to go to church with me this morning?"

My gaze staid above her neckline, as I saw in my peripheral version, her reaching behind her and undoing her bra. All the while looking directly into my unwavering eyes. I said bluntly, "I don't follow any religions. Thanks anyway."

She turned away, and off came the bra. followed by her stepping out of her panties. I returned to my book, wondering what to do next. Ah shit, that wasn't nice. "Well, I'll be gone until noon. You think you can stay out of trouble during that spell."

Now what the fuck is that about? I looked her way again. "I need to go workout, I'll do that while you're away. And of course, I'm hungry." She had a robe on, and was tying it shut. I just barely had a glimpse of her naked cleavage.

"Okay," She grabbed a towel and her shower bag, before opening the door. "We'll do something this afternoon, maybe go see a movie."

Now what the fuck is she up too? She didn't wait for an answer, as she disappeared down the hall. She also left the door wide open, so no way was I going to stand and drop my shorts and get into my clothes. I finished the chapter I was reading, and was just about done, when she walked back into the room. She closed the door behind her, as I stood up, saying "I'll get my clothes on and head on out."

She went to her closet, her back to me, and she took off her robe, revealing her totally naked backside. I put my thumbs into the waist band of my shorts, and pushed them down to my ankles and stepped out of them. I heard her clear her throat, and I looked up, to see her turned facing me, totally naked. Damn, what a sight! Her short body was well proportioned, with a pair of firm breasts that looked so big and firm. I grabbed my pants, and pulled them on, as she went to her dresser and opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of panties and a bra. "I'll meet you at the dining hall at one, would that be okay?"

"Yeah, sure.", she replied. I noticed no emotion in her voice. This is some sort of test, just don't know what. Nor do I know the correct response. She had her bra on, as I sat down and pulled on my socks and shoes. Damn her ass looked nice. And her red haired pussy was a sight to behold. And my one-eyed monster was starting to wake, enjoying the private show. I pulled on my shirt, as she put on her panties, before going to the closet, and pulling out a dress, asking "Does this look okay?"

"Looks great." No lie there! I stood, and grabbed my book bag, adding "I'll take my things with me and drop it off in my room."

She grinned, "Don't wake the lovebirds."

I chuckled, as she put the dress on, "I'll try not too. Meet you later, okay?"

She nodded her head yes, a smile now on her face. I exited the room, and was on the elevator, when I realized that I still hadn't breathed yet. God damn, stark naked and I didn't do a damn thing! What am I? Nuts? Went to my room, snuck in and found a snoring couple sacked out naked on Bob's bed. Man, did Kim look hot without clothes on! Neither moved as I dropped my bag in the closet, and left.

I was hungry as I went to the dining hall for breakfast. And was my brain turning. I was having a heck of a time thinking, not paying any attention. That is, until a familiar voice said "Good morning Kurt." Looking up, it was Diane, placing her tray across from me, and having a seat. As she sat, she said "You look deep in thought."

I chuckled, "Yeah, just sitting here thinking."

"I hear you were sacked out in Sandy's room again."

"Uh-huh, you heard right." Interesting she mentions it, but not unusual. And I haven't seen Diane in almost a week. A light went off, that's unusual! Let's play a hunch. "So, you and her had a little talk." Her eyes lit up like saucers. I added "Did you have to tell her everything?"

She protested, "Well, the way she was talking, I thought you had already told her everything about yourself." I grinned, and she knew she had been had. "You bastard!"

"Why don't you tell me everything that you two talk about." I said, smiling.

"I can't believe you tricked me." She said, with an annoyed voice.

"I knew something was up, she's been acting strange the last few days. What day did you two talk? Thursday?"

"Wednesday. I was in the student union and she came in.", she replied. Oh yeah, that evening I went with a friend and played some roundball. "Actually, she came to me, started talking about how nice you are and all."

Interesting. "So, how did it happen?"

She sighed, "Well, she asked if you were gay."

I laughed, "Why would she ask that?"

She glared at me, "Because you idiot. She said she wears next to nothing, and you don't pay any attention."

"The hell I don't." I blurted out.

She giggled, "Yeah, I kind of figured that." We both smiled, as she went on, "Well, I said you were use to being around naked females, since you're from a family of nudists."

I put my forehead into the palm of my hand, saying "Oh shit."

"What?"

I sat back, smiling, "She got up this morning, and took her clothes off right in front of me before and after she went to take a shower."

She burst out laughing, "And you didn't do anything?"

I smiled, "Only took my shorts off and put my clothes on in front of her."

She put her fingers to her mouth and giggled. "You know, you can be obnoxious at times."

"Yeah, I know. Now, what else did you two talk about." I asked.

"Once I slipped up, and knew I had made a mistake, I started explaining the lifestyle. Hell, I grew up in it with you, and I've always enjoyed it and still do. But well, I knew she was a bit uneasy about the prospect of it."

"That's why I never talked about it with women I've dated while in college, Diane. Which explains all the one night stands the last three years."

She glared at me, "Is this going to be a one night stand?"

"Not even sure if this is even going that far. Shit, I've been treating her like a friend, not a lover."

She said dryly, "Yeah, I know."

I snickered, "She commented about that, huh?" She nodded her head yes. "Damn, really didn't think she would fall for me."

"Bad news, big boy. She has." She was grinning. "Don't blame her, really."

"How's that?"

She grinned, "You're a damn good specimen of a man, Kurt. Heck, half the girls on her floor are interested in seeing how this works out, hoping they could catch on with you if it don't."

"Really?"

"Don't let it go to your head. When they find out you're lifestyle, most will turn and run."

I retorted, "And Sara, how did you break her in to it?"

"Easy, I just took her and didn't tell her until we were past the front gate." She was laughing, and I was too.

"You two are still working out okay?"

She shrugged, "It's okay. You know I still miss the masculine side of a relationship."

"Tell her to leave the seat up from time to time." I quipped.

She stuck out her tongue, and the said "Actually, I've been thinking of adding variety."

"She ever have a man?"

"No, not willingly anyway."

"Could be a problem."

"I've a possibility or two." She looked up, "Well, my mate is arriving."

"I know, shut up and get going."

A slender blonde comes up and sits down, and I saig hi before excusing myself, heading off to work out, and to think some more. Damn, this is all so confusing. And more complicated to boot. I rehashed the conversation between Diane and I. And I also went over the past week. She talked to Sandy on Wednesday, and that makes more sense, as Sandy's questioning me about my life sort of stopped after that point. We had been asking each other about our family life and such. Then she clamed up, and real strange looks at me.

After working out and a shower, it was rapidly approaching one. Well, might as well grab the bull by the horns, but how to do it without freaking her out? I found her as she was going to the dining hall, and I intercepted her nicely. She was smiling as I said "Hey there, how was church?"

"Fine. It would have been nice if you would have gone with me." Now this isn't starting nicely. I really don't need an argument, either.

"Maybe next time, you hungry?" She nodded her red head yes, and I said "Good, let's eat, then go for a walk."

She frowned as I opened the door for her, "No movie?"

"Nah, just male bonding flicks with lots of violence playing. Don't need that."

She giggled, as she walked in front of me. Lunch was fine, and so was the conversation. No more mention of church attendance, thankfully. I still don't know what denomination she is, but knew it wasn't going to be the one I like, which is none.

We finally exited the dining hall, heading for the walks around campus. Nothing was said, until we got to one of the many park like areas of the campus, when I said "So, I hear you had a long talk with Diane last week."

She stopped and had a hurt look on her face, "Don't get mad at her, I tricked her into telling me."

There was a bench nearby, and I guided her to it. "Anything you would like to say?"

She looked at her feet, "No, not really."

I laid my arm across the back of her shoulders, saying "You know, if you want to date, we can?" A faint smile came to her face, as I added, "Since you know my family secret and all."

She looked at me, asking "What's it like?"

I chuckled, "Boring. That's probably what Diane told you, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, she did. But well, it's so hard to comprehend." I pulled her a bit against me, as she said "She told me how you two learned about sex with each other."

I laughed, "Yeah, we would sneak off the grounds so we could do some learning. Hell, no privacy there in camp."

"So, you didn't do it at the nudie place?" she asked.

Hmmm, guess Diane didn't tell her everything. "No, if we did, it might have been just once or twice." I chuckled, "Well okay, at least once. We rendezvoused in an empty camper late one night. But it was too risky to keep doing that. We always told our parents that we were going into town to get one thing or another." I laughed, adding "We were naive enough to think our parents didn't know what we were doing."

"So, why did you two split up?" she asked.

"Distance. Her family lived about a hundred miles away from my family. So once school started back up, the summer fling ended. Although we did get back together the following summer, and I had my drivers license. But it wasn't the same. Both of us were dating others as well."

"So, do you still love her?"

"Love? Not sure it was ever love. Young lust more like it. At the time we both may have thought it as love. Now, we're best of friends. That's why she talked to me so openly today about you."

"And what about me?" She asked defensively.

"She likes you, and wants me to be careful with you." She turned her face up and towards mine, a twinkle in her eye. Oh what the hell! I lowered my face, and gave her a long kiss on her lips. I broke the kiss, and pulled her tight, and I both felt and heard her let out a contented sigh. "Come," I patted her shoulder, "Let's go inside to your room. It's warmer and we can talk more."

We stood, and I held onto her hand as we walked to her dorm. And heads turned when her friends saw us step out of the elevator and onto her floor. No one said a thing, as we went down the hall and she unlocked and opened her door. Once inside, she closed the door, and went towards the bed, with me following. I sat on it, and scooted back up against the wall. In seconds, she was up on my lap, curled up against my chest, as I wrapped my arms around her.

I kissed the top of her head, as I then asked "So, what do you want to talk about."

"I don't know." She mumbled, as my hands found the soft curves of her waist. My cock was starting to grow, straining against the weight of her body. "We don't have to do it right away, do we?"

I laughed, "No, whenever you're ready. Besides, I don't have any condoms on me."

"What's it like?" she asked.

"Sex? Well, I rather enjoy it. But most guys do."

She giggled, "I figured that. No, I mean the nude part. Do people stare or anything."

"Actually, it's rather boring. And there's very little staring, at least by the regulars. As for the anything, what you mean?" She shrugged her shoulders, signifying she didn't know. "You want to go?"

"I don't know. I mean, what if I don't like it?"

"We'll leave. Besides, this time of the year, most people at the club are wearing clothes. It is a little chilly at the moment."

"You know, I wondered about that." She didn't say anything, as she just laid on my lap, with my hands gently massaging her flesh through her clothes. I finally stopped massaging her, as I enjoyed her warm, curvaceous body against me. After thirty minutes, she said "Let's get under the covers."

Alright by me, as she stood, and me too. She climbed underneath the blankets, and I joined her, stretching out my long, wide frame. I had the pillows up against the wall, as I laid on my back, and she was partially laying on top of me, her head resting on my shoulders. We weren't naked, but this is a start. Although I still wasn't too sure of this.

We staid that way for three hours, before I looked at the clock, and saw it was dinner time. "You hungry, or do you want to talk some more?"

She giggled, "We haven't done much talking, Kurt."

"No, but I have enjoyed the company."

"Good, I would like to keep you company for a long time."

"We'll see. You might get tired of me."

"Maybe, maybe not." With that, she crawled on top of me, and placed her lips on mine. Oh man, was her mouth and lips hot, as I felt her mouth open wide, and mine reciprocating her actions, followed by some wonderful tangling of tongues. My hands found her rounds ass cheeks, and I grabbed and squeezed them good, as she ground her hot, covered cunt onto my very hard, confined pecker. I felt like it was going to burst through, as both of our tummies grumbled. We broke our kiss, as we both chuckled, with her saying "Yeah, guess it has been a while since we ate."

So we climbed out of bed, and headed to the dining hall together. In a way, I felt more at ease. Yeah, I knew we have just evolved from being friends and now potential lovers. But maybe my inner feelings were looking forward to that. And, I noticed something. While we were eating, we weren't all snuggly like new found lovers. As a matter of fact, we were more reserved, acting like just friends, or better yet, a pair of people talking business. That's not saying we weren't showing signs of affection. We would touch each other, but it was discreet. At least, I thought we were.

For when we were leaving the dining hall, we ran into Diane and Sara. Diane gave me a wink and a big grin, signaling that she knew better. We returned to her room, and we actually studied. Followed by some necking and petting, of course. This was the same routine we did for the next three weeks. I wasn't about to press her into putting out, and she was more than happy to be held by me in either her bed or mine. Although our state of dress, or rather undress did change slowly.

By the following weekend, she was wearing her bra and pajama bottoms, and I shirtless. The next weekend, her pajama bottoms were history, as were my pants, opting to wear gym shorts with a large tent in front. A tent that caused her to giggle each time she reached down to grab it while we laid together. It was the third weekend when the bra became history, and I now was able to play with those great globes of flesh unencumbered.

The weekend after that was Thanksgiving, and we both went to our respective homes for the holiday. And of course, being a guy, I wasn't about to tell anyone about Sandy. Didn't need too, as Diane already had let the word out. I'm definitely going to get back at her for this. The first thing I heard when I entered the door from my mother was "Who's Sandy? And why didn't you bring her along?" The inquisition hath begun! I gave short, very non-descriptive answers, much to my mothers displeasure, and dad's amusement.

Got back to campus early Sunday afternoon. And so did Sandy. She looked discouraged, and I asked her why. She said her parents heard about us, and were wanting to meet me. I laughed, saying my parents heard about us as well, and I thought that my mother would never stop asking questions. We spent the evening cuddled together, stark naked. Yeah, no more clothing. It was nice, really. And her hands did their own exploring, touching my flesh, and inspecting the parts she was most interested in. And of course, my hands weren't frozen in time, as I gently caressed her skin, paying particular attention to her delectable breasts. And when my fingers found her bush, she spread her thighs slightly, giving me access to her pie.

She leaned back against me, causing me to roll onto my back, as I worked her nub gently. Her chest was rising and falling, and I latched a nipple between the fingers of my other hand, tenderly pulling on it, as it grew. Then, her whole body stiffened, and a soft cry emitted from her open mouth. Her face turned, and we locked lips, as I felt her whole body shudder and shake. And as her orgasm subsided, I pulled my face away from hers, and I chuckled slightly as I saw her face, a face with a look of surprise.

I kissed the tip of her nose, and she said "Oh my!"

I asked "What?"

She took a deep breath, before saying "That's my first orgasm. Ever!" Before I could even respond with a laugh, she grabbed my head and pulled my face to hers, and kissed me deeply. Well, this is a pleasant surprise! I ended up on my back, as she rolled over, her chest on mine, and her very damp twat rubbing into my belly. I could feel my rock hard cock sticking up between her legs, wanting a bit of fun itself. However, I didn't want to press the issue. Two reasons. First, I didn't want to rush into it just yet. Call me old fashioned, but I was sure this wasn't going to be a one night stand, so I wanted to go a bit more slowly in our explorations of sexual relations. Second, no condoms. Yeah, maybe I should have remembered them. I was pretty sure she wasn't on the pill, so the old rubber sheath was a necessity.

And there was a third reason which I didn't think of. She fell asleep! Right there laying on top of me. Happy and content, her soft snoring signaling her departure into la-la land. I just grinned and pulled the covers up more over us, and drifted off to sleep myself.

It was five hours later when I woke. I read the clock at being seven in the evening. I was hungry, and she was still sacked out on my chest. And, we missed serving time at the dining hall. I was just getting ready to wake her, when the door into her room opened, and in walked Kim.

The noise woke Sandy, as she turned her head to look at her room mate, who sat down on the edge of her bed, putting her hands between her knees. She looked like she had been crying, and Sandy said "Hello, how was your holiday?"

She looked at us, then announced "I'm pregnant.", before she covered her face with her hands, and started sobbing away. Well, to make a long story short, Sandy was up and dressed in nana seconds, and comforting her friend. And I was soon dressed and on my way to my own room. Found Bob, laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling with his hands behind his head.

He looked my way, and I snickered, saying "Congratulations."

He responded "Fuck you!"

I chuckled, as I sat down, saying "Well, now what?"

"I proposed when she told me."

"She say yes?"

"Yeah, now what the fuck am I going to do?"

"There's apartments on campus for married students. We only have one semester left after this one, go for it."

He looked my way, "That'll leave you without a room mate, a single room costs a hell of a lot more."

I said "Big deal, I can afford it. For one semester anyway."

He sighed, and sat up, "Well, let's get the ball rolling."

I followed him out of the room, and we headed for the girls dorm. In the lobby, he hesitated, saying "You better wait here. I'll send Sandy down."

I patted him on the shoulder, and took a seat. Ten minutes later, Sandy was down and sitting on my lap. She had obviously been crying as well. "You okay?"

She kissed my cheek, saying "I love you." I kissed her back, as she then said "And thank you."

"For what?"

"For not going all the way earlier. I wanted you too. Wanted you too in the worse way. But I'm now very glad you didn't."

A female voice interrupted us, and I looked up to see Diane as she finished saying "Hi guys, I heard about your roomie, Sandy." She sat down next to us, and added, "Anything I can do?"

Sandy sighed, "No, not really. They're calling each others parents right now."

I said "Bob is going to marry her, and next semester they'll get one of the campus apartments. I've heard there are some available."

Sandy jerked her head, looked at me, and asked "There are?"

Uh-oh. I saw Diane smirk at me. "Um yeah, I've heard that from somewhere. Not sure how many or if there still are." Sandy looked at me, a look I knew where it was leading too. I sighed, "Oh all right. If you want to move in together, we can for next semester."

She wrapped her arms about my neck, and kissed me. She then said "That's a relief. I would have to pay for a single."

Diane said "You two can check things out tomorrow."

"And then we can tell our parents." Sandy said.

Oh god, this could be interesting. "Okay, we can go see mine next weekend."

Diane chirped in, "Oh good, we were going to the camp anyway."

Sandy grinned, "Good, I was wanting to see what it was like anyway. And then the following weekend, we can go see mine. They said they've never met a nudist before."

My jaw fell, and I thought Diane was going to fall off the chair from laughing so damn hard. "Sandy, you, um, told your parents?"

"Uh-huh."

"And what did they say?"

"Oh, not much at first." Sandy responded.

Diane said "I'm sure of that, honey."

"They seemed to be intrigued." Sandy added.

Oh god, give me strength. I didn't say anymore, as Diane started walking away. An hour later, Bob and Kim came down, and informed us that they were tying the knot the weekend beginning of winter break. Only four weeks away. The wedding is to be in her home town of Owensboro, and he asked me to be best man. She asked Sandy to be the bridesmaid. Both of us agreed, as Sandy went off with Kim to go talk over the arrangements, with Diane joining them.

Bob and I did the only sensible thing, we went back to our room and went to sleep. Hell, it was late on a Sunday night, no use staying up thinking about it, now is there.

Next morning came, and I woke well rested. Looking at Bob, I knew he barely slept. He looked like shit. I snickered, and he turned and flipped me the bird. I replied "That's how you got into this mess, remember?"

He chuckled, saying something totally incomprehendable, and I got up to go shit, shave and shower. By the time I was done, he was in the process of doing the same. The week was a blur. Sandy and I spent every night together, as Bob and Kim staid in Sandy's room each night. No, we didn't do it. As a matter of fact, she went back to wearing panties to bed, along with a pajama top. We did however, sleep together. Quite a feat, with me at six-four and her just under five-one frame in a six foot by two foot twin bed.

Friday after our last class, I had our things packed up in my Scout, and off we went, towards the place she has taken to affectionally call the 'Nudie Place'. She met my parents, who were overjoyed that I brought a girlfriend to the campground. Mom treated her like a queen, as did my sister, who made the rare visit with her husband. And Diane, her and Sarah and Diane's parents were there as well. So really, Sandy fitted in rather nicely. Next weekend should be interesting. As for nudity, it's December in central Indiana. It never got above the freezing mark.

But, we did enjoy the hot tub in the clubhouse, where there was a good size party going on. And most were nude once the place got warmed up. She did well, learning how to talk to people without her eyes wandering. She said afterwards she was looking forward to a return visit next summer. As for the announcement about Sandy and I living together, it went smoothly. Mom smiled, and Dad just chuckled.

The following week was as hectic as the previous. Bob and Kim finalized arrangements for a campus apartment. As well as Sandy and I. It actually was going to be in the same building as theirs, separated by two floors. I was happy to hear that neither set of parents put up a fuss.

The weekend came, and off we drove, the three hours south to Lebanon, Tennessee. Walked in, and met her parents. Very nice folks, they warmed up to me right away. It was late when we got there, so we didn't talk much. I slept in the den, while she went and slept with her two younger sisters, Kate and Alice, ages sixteen and fourteen. I met them when I arrived as well, nice kids.

The morning came, and I woke to the smell of breakfast being cooked. I got up, went into the bathroom and changed into some day time clothes, and went on into the kitchen, which also served as the dinging room. Her mom looked up from the stove, and said "Good morning, Kurt."

I smiled, saying "Good morning, ma'am."

She smiled, "You can call me Wanda, okay?"

Before I could answer, her husband and Sandy's father said behind me, "And you can call me Roy."

He's a big guy. Stands damn near my height, but a good sixty pounds heavier. Wanda is a bit shorter than Sandy, and a lot rounder. Well, if this works out, guess I know what Sandy will look like down the road. I said good morning to him, just as Sandy and her two sisters came into the room. Sandy gave me a peck on the cheek, but she didn't look happy.

I asked "You sleep well?"

She replied curtly "Yes."

Ohhh-kay! I looked at Roy, and he just shrugged. Glad to see another man that hasn't a clue about women. Just as Wanda placed a plate of food in front of me, another man enters the room, and sits down across from me. He's maybe an inch taller than I, but a lot lighter. And it was obvious he was glaring at me. Roy said "Kurt, this is our oldest child, Sandy's brother Simon."

I nodded my head, and said "Pleased to meet you."

He didn't respond. I went back to enjoying his mothers cooking, as Sandy fidgeted next to me. Am I missing something here? Roy spoke, saying "Simon has been called to serve the Lord."

I wasn't sure what to say, but I did manage to blurt out "That's a mighty great honor, hope he does well."

Tension, something about tension. Am I lowering it? Simon finally spoke, "And you, are you a Christian?"

Sandy mumbled something, as I responded to the sharpness in his voice, "We're all Christians in the eyes of our creator."

I saw him start to speak, but Roy cut him off, by asking me, "And what church do you go to, Kurt?"

I felt Sandy's hand suddenly grab my thigh, as I said with a straight face "Blissful sedation."

Roy got a shocked look on his face, and I thought for sure I was about to be shown the door. But his face brightened, and he let out a howl of laughter, and I could feel Sandy's hand release it's grip on my thigh, as she put her hand over her face.

Roy settled down, and went to eating his breakfast which Wanda quickly brought over. All the while, shaking his head with a big smile on his face. I was done, and wasn't too sure about the protocol in this house, whether I should leave or converse with the people at hand. Looking about, the younger sisters were eating away, as was Wanda. Sandy was sulking, Roy was about done, and Simon was still glaring at me, in between mouthfuls of food. Why do I think this is going to be a long weekend?

My answer was soon solved, as Roy asked "What year is that Scout of yours?"

"Seventy-four."

"How's it run on back roads?"

I shrugged "Just fine."

He stood up, saying "Good, let's go. You drive, I'll navigate."

I looked at Sandy, and she just shrugged her shoulders. I gave her a peck on the cheek, and soon I was out the door, and we were heading down the road with me driving. About three miles down, he motioned for me to turn right, and I did. It was a two-wheel track, and I stopped to slip it into 4WD. I saw him smile, as I eased forward at a crawl at first, before finally getting up some speed.

After thirty minutes, I was totally lost, but I knew he wasn't. He kept having me turn here, or turn there, enjoying the ride thoroughly. Finally, we came to the top of a ridge, with no where to go, but back. I started to put it in reverse, but he stopped me by raising his hand. Okay, now what?

Didn't take long, "That was a pretty smart answer back there, son."

Oh shit, here it comes, I said "Sorry."

He chuckled, "Don't be. You showed my boy up. And he deserves it." Some more chuckling, before he got serious again. "Listen, Sandy told us about your lifestyle. It doesn't bother me."

"And?"

He grinned, "Actually, there's not much else. I just hope you and her work out, that's all."

I chuckled, "You made me drive you all the way up here to tell me that?"

He nodded his head in amusement, "Nah, I actually liked to come up here. Besides, I figured you would be sweating it out, wondering if I would say anything."

Well, here it goes. "There's one thing I would like to tell you."

He said "You two are moving in together." I must have had a shocked look on my face, and I was, as he smiled, "Her room mate and your room mate are getting married. I had a hunch." He grinned.

"You're okay with it?"

He shrugged, "It's you kids life. She could have picked worse guys than you."

I some how got out the words "Thank you." Then I asked "And what about your son?"

"The holy roller? Ignore him for the most part. He's just upset that Sandy didn't take well with a friend of his. And with your mouth," he reached over and slapped me on the shoulder, "I'm sure you can deal with him as best you see fit." We both laughed, I'm definitely starting to like this guy. I slipped it into reverse to turn around, as he said "Oh yeah, you can find your way back can't ya? I want to take a nap. Oh, and thanks for not doing her yet. It takes a real man to decide the right time."

I looked at him, as I was shocked again, wondering how he knew, as he chuckled and leaned up against the passenger door, closing his eyes. I just shook my head, and turned the Scout around, heading back down off the mountain. It took an hour, but I did finally find a paved road. I turned onto it, having no idea which way was his place, as he opened up his eyes once we were on a smooth surface.

He looked out in front, and said "Damn, how did you get on this road? Never mind, guess I should have kept my eyes open." We came up to a crossroads, and he said "Turn left here." And with that I did. Ten minutes later, we were pulling into his drive, and we exited the vehicle and went on inside. Sandy met me at the door, hugging me tightly.

I kissed her forehead, and we went into the den, sat and talked for a spell, before her sisters and mother and father joined us. Everyone seemed to be nice, and I didn't sense anything out of the ordinary. Lunch was fine, as was the afternoon. Of course, Simon wasn't around, and I didn't bring up his lack of presence. Can't really recall the topic of conversations, although us living together next semester was mentioned. Her sisters thought it was cool. Wasn't too sure about her mom, Wanda.

Then came the evening. All good things must come to an end, and the pleasant evening was ended by the arrival of Simon and a friend of his. Sandy and I were sitting on the couch, her snuggled up against me under my right arm, when they came in. The first word that Sandy said was barely audible, a short and very terse "Shit."

Roy was getting out of the big recliner, with dinner now ready, as he said "Hello John, how ya been boy."

This guy was about Simon's age, about twenty-four, as he and Simon went over to the kitchen table, and sat down. The rest of us joined them, and after grace, we started eating, with idle conversation. And it wasn't long that I couldn't help but notice that one of Sandy's sister's, Kate, was watching John. But her gaze wasn't as icy as the glare that Sandy was giving. Hers was more of a positive interest. At least, if you're a guy. And John, he kept glancing her way.

I whispered into Sandy's ear, saying "Look at Kate, her and John keep stealing looks at each other."

I watched her eyes move, checking things out. And after a few moments, she said softly, "You're right."

I chuckled, when Simon said "What's so funny, heathen?"

"Can it Simon!", blared Roy.

But he wanted to be persistent, "Father, I can't believe you're letting this filth degrade my sister with his immoral lifestyle."

"You don't know a damn thing about morals, Simon." Sandy said, voice raised. "Unless you're talking about sneaking peaks at your sisters before you go into the bathroom to beat off in the shower." His face went red with anger, as I heard Roy break up with laughter, as she added "And you can forget about John dating me. I'm not interested in him, and he's more interested in Kate."

Roy stopped laughing. And Simon was muttering, actually spitting fire and brimstone, and none of it was making sense. John was beet red, Sandy hit the head on the nail, as Kate sat there, a bit perplexed, trying not to smile. Roy's voice loudly said "Quiet Simon." Roy and Wanda looked at each other, sort of silent communication. Wanda's look was as if she had known already about the interest between her middle daughter and John. Roy then looked at John, asking "How old are you boy?"

He stammered out "Twenty-two."

Roy picked up a fork full of food, and started to chew, as he said "Hmmm, twenty-two. When I was twenty-two, I got Wanda pregnant with Simon. She was only fifteen." He turned to me, asking "What you think, Kurt."

I cracked a smile, not sure why, but I said "Sure the hell hopes he goes a bit slower than you in the courting department."

I felt Sandy's hand slap the outside of my thigh, as Roy chuckled at my comment, not even bothering to give me a dirty look. Without looking up, he said "Kate, once you're done eating, why don't you and John here go out on the porch, and talk about this. Wanda and I will join you two in an hour or so." Simon started to say something, but Roy shot him a look. Then the big man turned to Simon, saying "You're sleeping in the den tonight."

Simon protested, saying "I most certainly don't want to sleep in the same room as that, that..."

Roy didn't let him finish, as what he said shocked the hell out of us, "You won't be, Kurt and Sandy get your room."

I was too stunned to smile, as I heard Kate and Alice giggle. And Sandy was just as shocked as I. I didn't hear what Simon had to say, as I stared opened mouthed at Roy. He looked at me, saying "You two have been good so far. Hell, you're going to be living together anyway, so what difference does it make?"

Sandy rose, saying "I'll go change the sheets. Who knows what's on them."

Kate said "Can I be excused?"

Roy didn't show any emotion, saying "Yeah, you and John both."

He did raise his head and glared at Simon, and nothing more came from his sons lips. Simon took off after dinner, and the rest of the evening was uneventful. But bedtime was rather interesting. We were all sitting in living room, Sandy, Wanda and Roy, Alice, and Kate with a rather befuddled looking John, and of course, me. Roy stretched his large arms above his head, a tired look on his face, as he said "It's getting a bit late."

John smiled nervously, and said "Yeah, I better be going."

He got up, came over and shook the big mans hand, as Kate escorted him to the front door. I was smirking, and Sandy elbowed me in the ribs rather hard, making me say "Ouch!" as I glared back at her.

Roy chuckled, as he stood, and took Wanda's hand, heading to their bedroom. Alice went ahead of them down the hall, entering the room the three girls shared, and turning on the light. Sandy kissed my cheek, and then said "You go on. I'll be in shortly."

I smiled, knowing she was going to talk to her little sister, just by the way she was acting. And as I went down the hall towards Simon's room, I glanced over my shoulder to see her standing hugging Kate, and the two of them then sitting down. Chuckling, I entered Simon's room, and flipped on he light. Ah yeah, decorated in modern American redneck right-wing Christian...tons of religious mementos and posters, right along with posters from the NRA and WWE...isn't America grand?

After closing the door, I stripped down and pulled out some shorts from my bag. Sandy, when she changed the bed linens, also had brought my bag in as well as hers into his room. And I was happy to see that he had a full size bed, not like the twin bed or the bunk beds in the girls room. Which, was right next to this one. And across the hall, was their parents, as well as the bathroom.

So, I went to the bathroom, took a leak, and came back and climbed into bed, and waited. And waited. And waited. I woke up, finding the room dark, and her body sliding underneath the covers, up against me. I chuckled, saying "About time."

She said "She wanted to talk.", as she then covered my mouth with hers, and we kissed, enjoying the feeling of each others warm bodies touching. She reached down, and grabbed my soft noodle, saying "Damn, you ain't hard?"

I snickered, "Think it might have to do with your father in the room across the hall."

She laughed, saying "Oh all right. But at least hold me some, okay?"

She rolled over, and I wrapped my arm over her, grabbing her healthy breast, making her giggle. "You're going to get into trouble."

I kissed her neck, "He hasn't shot me yet."

She pushed her ass against my cock, which twisted, "If it gets any bigger, he might get a reason."

"It would help if you don't grind that sexy ass of yours against it. Besides, we don't want to make a mess of your brothers sheets." Another round of kisses, and more giggles from her sweet lips. "So, what did you two talk about for, what, the last two hours?"

She snorted, "Boys."

"John's not a boy."

"Yeah, I know. That's why we talked."

"I bet John gets some soon."

She gasped, "You're awful."

"I bet he'll love taking her cherry."

"Yeah, and so would you."

"Well, she is awfully cute." Ooops, "Damn near as cute as her older sister."

I was too late, "You're soooo full of shit, Kurt."

I smiled, kissed her neck, saying "The time is coming when I'll be filling you full of something else."

she sighed, "Yeah, I'm looking forward to that."

"You are?"

"Yes." She rolled over, hugging me, her firm breasts pressing into my chest, my now erect cock knocking at the door, "I want you to fuck me good the first time." A hot, passionate kiss, then the words, "It will be something special, maybe in a month or two."

I said with a bit of discouragement, "A month or two?"

"Yes. For the time being, it's just blow jobs and pussy eating."

I smirked, "Nothing wrong with that arrangement, for another month or two."

She grinned, as she grabbed my hard tool, and jerked on it. I smile back at her, as she crawled down under the covers, and inhaled my cock. Oh yeah, I was nervous as hell, but with a very hot mouth sucking away, I was excited as hell too! Think it might have had something to do with the chance of getting caught. Anyway, her expert sucking got me off, as I filled her mouth with my seed.

We made it back to campus okay the next day. Leaving her place after receiving hugs from everyone, save Simon, who wasn't around. Two weeks later, it was winter break, and after both Sandy and I, as well as Kim and Bob, moved everything to our respective apartments, we all headed to our homes for a few days, before heading to their wedding the weekend after Christmas. Can't say much about the wedding. I'm a guy, so I didn't really care. The reception was good, since the booze was free. Sandy and I spent the night in a motel room. And we slept until it was almost time to check out. We would have slept longer, but I was smart enough to set an alarm. We were both pretty wasted from the reception, and it was hell of a drive to Louisville, where we parted company for a week.

We met up the day after New Years, I picked her up at Louisville, and we drove to my parents. Then after a few days, we went to hers. On the tenth, we returned to Louisville, and settled in for classes to start back up the following week. And we still hadn't gone all the way yet. One last hurdle, which we've yet to clear. But, neither of us were pushing for it. And we even talked about it. Usually after a great time of oral pursuit.

It was the Monday before Martin King Day weekend, when Sandy told me that we were having company this weekend. As after she hung up the phone with her mother, she came into our bedroom, saying "We're having company this weekend."

"Oh yeah? Who?" I asked. I was expecting maybe her parents.

"John and Kate." She had a smile on her face. I smirked, and then groaned as she added "And Simon is coming as their chaperone." I rolled my eyes, and tossed my pencil down as I leaned back and put my hands behind my head. She admonished me, saying "Now don't be like that. He's still my brother. And I want you two to get along." The first idea I had about getting along involved the eventual charges of murder. But luckily I held back, as she went back to the phone, calling up Kim, then Diane. Telling them both the good news. Good news for them? I had no idea why.

Actually, the whole week I put it out of my mind. Probably would have forgotten about it completely, if it wasn't for Sandy making me go out and find air mattresses for the living room floor for Simon, John and I. This meant that Kate was sleeping with her sister.

They didn't arrive until almost ten Friday night. Of course, as soon as they were here, Sandy hugged her little sister, and they immediately disappeared into our bedroom. Simon and John dropped their bags, and I looked at them, saying "I get the mattress by the bedroom door. You two can fight over the other two."

Simon started mumbling something. I had no idea what about, maybe it was me and my soon state of nakedness as I stripped down, laid down and covered myself with a blanket. I was a bit tired anyway, so I was off to dream land pretty quickly, not even remembering who turned out the light.

Morning came, and after all were awake, we dressed and went for breakfast. Sandy and Kate chattered away, Simon kept quoting the fucking bible and commenting on how the campus is filled with heretics and heathens, and John and I just grumbled. I'm starting to like John.

Once back at the apartment, Sandy made a couple of phone calls, and soon Diane and Sarah arrived, as did Bob and Kim. Of course, after about two hours of socializing, and Simon getting all four women pissed off, the women all took off, leaving us four guys to sit and fend for ourselves. Wasn't hard to do, as Bob brought beer. For lunch we ordered pizza to be delivered, and we watched the tube. Bob and I talked, John joined in, and Simon babbled along about us not being proper Christians, as we drank beer this early in the day.

I'm not really sure what triggered it, or how it escalated so quickly. We were watching the Cards taking on Xavier. I could have gone to this game, but no, we had company. So yeah, I wasn’t in a good mood. It was a good game so far. At least between the teams. While here in my living room, the tension was building. John, Bob and I were rather much being quiet, and as it turned out, all three of us were getting more agitated by Simon as the game wore on. What started it? Like I said, I'm not sure. Could have been about the comment about Diane and Sarah being lesbians. Might have been about how Sandy and I are living in sin. Or maybe even the snide comment about pre-marital sex, which just leads to unwanted pregnancies and bastard children.

Simon, he isn't very big. At least, not compared to Bob, who stood, and was quickly grabbing the guy that someday might be my brother-in-law. It was mayhem for a few minutes, things went flying, as well as fists, which, strangely, I was blocking to help prevent them from landing on Simon. And John? Oh he was laughing his ass off.

Three hours later, the women showed up, with Sandy leading the way. She froze in her tracks, as she took in the sight. Bob, John and I were sitting on the couch, watching another basketball game on ESPN. The other four women were right behind her, and they all had confused looks on their faces, as Sandy said "You cleaned the apartment?"

Bob snickered. The bastard, he couldn't get into as much trouble, he was already married, and not related. "Yeah, it was sort of dirty."

She suddenly blurted out "Where's Simon?"

"In the bathtub." replied John, a grin on his face.

Kate asked "He's taking a bath?"

Bob laughed "Not exactly."

The five women froze, and then they heard it, the muffled cries of someone in the bathroom. Sandy's eyes got big, and she headed for the bathroom, with her younger sister right behind her, followed by Diane, as Sandy said "Jesus fucking Christ! What the fuck did you do to my brother!"

Kim came over to Bob, and she didn't look happy. He grimaced in pain as he looked at the anger in her face. But he chuckled, as we heard Sandy holler out "Damn you Kurt, did you have to duct tape him to the tub? And his arms and legs together?"

I heard Diane scream at me, "And you could have left his clothes on when you did it."

I defended myself "Hey, Bob here wanted to tape his balls to his chin."

I turned to see Bob and Kim looking at each other. Bob just shrugged, and Kim hauled off and kicked him in the knee. He hollered, and John and I started laughing. Sandy came out standing next to Sarah, saying to me "Get your ass in here and get him out of the tub."

I sighed, elbowed John in the arm, saying "Come on, party's over."

The girls stepped aside, as I walked into the bathroom. There he was, wrapped in duct tape. I chuckled, got hit in the ass by Sandy, making me yelp. "Come on honey. I actually saved him."

I reached down, and tore the strip from across his mouth. He started ranting and raving, calling me a asshole, his sister a tramp and jezebel, or whatever biblical name for a slut, and then he started in on Diane and Sarah. This boy, he just don't learn. I taped his mouth back shut as I reached down, and with John's help, we lifted him up out of the tub. Sandy said "Did you have to tape him up while he was naked?"

"Well, what if he had to go potty?" I said, in defense of my actions. She wasn't as angry as she once was, now that the dumbass did his diatribe about everyone present.

And I was surprised, as Diane said "Sandy, come here." That look in Diane's eye. I've seen it before, plenty of times in my life. Sort of like the time that she came up with the idea of covering the plastic chairs at the camp with Vaseline. Or the time she came up with the idea of sneaking up on a couple that were in their tent for some mid-afternoon romance, and pelting it with pebbles.

Sandy jerked around after Diane whispered into her ear, saying a resounding "NO!"

Diane shouted back, "WHY NOT?"

John and I had Simon standing. He was quite a sight, actually. We had stripped him completely down, and taped his arms to his sides, then wrapped his torso with the tape. We taped his ankles together, as well as a substantial amount around his thighs, so he could at least bend his legs. We weren't totally heartless. Close, but not entirely. And there he was, fear and anger both in his eyes, his mouth tape firmly shut, and his limp cock hanging down. And glancing at it, the tub walls, must have been rather cold to his skin, as he suffered from some major shrinkage.

I turned my head as I heard Diane demand "Well?!"

Sandy rolled her eyes, "Oh all right. But how the hell you going to get him to your room?" She pointed at her brother, adding "He's not really dressed for public."

I laughed, now knowing the intentions of my former lover, "Wrap him in a blanket and Bob, John and I will carry him to her dorm."

Sandy looked at me, still unbelieving the whole situation. Finally, she shook her head, and turned towards our bedroom, saying "I'll get a comforter, it's cold out."

Everyone but Simon started to laugh. But he was protesting the best he could, what being taped up from head to toe. Of course, with his mouth taped shut, no one could hear what he was saying. I laughed as I slapped him on his back, saying "Looks like this might be your lucky night." The others laughed, and he had that frightened look in his eyes. I added "Don't worry, Diane doesn't normally bite."

I about shit, when she came over, and grabbed his exposed manhood, saying "At least, not much." as she then gave him a kiss. Sandy came out with one of her heavier comforters, and Bob and I soon had him covered completely. He struggled at first, but a nasty comment from his sister shut him up. It was a heck of a scene, as us three guys carried him out of our apartment, and across campus towards Diane and Sarah's dorm room. Good thing us guys hadn't stopped drinking, or I don't think I would have gone along with this.

And the stares we got as we made our way. I was in the lead, as I had my arm about his upper body just below the shoulders. Bob had him about the waist, and John the lower legs. And all five women were right behind us, walking and talking as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Once at the dorm, Diane opened the door, and we deposited Simon on the bed, still wrapped in the comforter.

Diane said thanks, and a nervous Sarah stared at the wiggling comforter. We left, not saying a word, as we laughed all the way to the apartment. Once there, we ate, and then Bob and Kim made their way home.

I was on the floor, with Sandy on my lap, each of us with a beer. Her sister Kate was on the couch, along with John. They were holding hands, and both had nervous looks on their faces. We were talking, or at least Sandy and I were.

Sandy must have noticed their nervousness, as she asked Kate "What's wrong?"

Kate fidgeted, and said rather feebly, "Well, we were wondering, what's it like, to um, well, the nudie thing."

I about choked, and Sandy just said "Oh shit." She looked at them, and sighed, before getting up off my lap, and going off to the thermostat, saying "Well, if you want to find out, best if we turn up the heat."

Well, I'm sure that you're all thinking that the fun began. That I soon found myself battering Sandy's red snatch, and then switching with John to nail Sandy's little sister.

Not hardly!

We stripped naked, and poor John was nervous as hell. I then found that this was the first time that he had seen Kate totally nude. Which, I do have to admit, it was a hell of a pleasant sight. Just like her sister, except her breasts were a tad smaller, and more pointy. I believe the term 'mouth-watering' pointy comes to mind. Yeah, I've seen hundreds of women nude, and soon, it was like all the other times, boring. We spent the evening on the floor, alright. In a circle playing the board game 'Trivial Pursuit' and drinking soda. Sandy cut us guys off the beer as soon as we started playing.

And, around two in the morning, with me winning about the third game in a row, Sandy had had enough, and said bedtime. It was a fantastic sight watching her and her younger sister stretch as they stood, both sets of breasts pushed out as their arms went up over their red heads. Each gave their significant other a kiss, with Sandy whispering into my ear "It's getting closer."

I grinned, as she turned and went on into our bedroom with her sister. And poor John, as they closed the door, muttered out "Damn!"

We looked at each other, and we laughed, before we pulled out the air mattresses and crashed. I was wakened by a loud knock on the door. Staggering to it, I opened it, to see Diane standing there, a wide grin on her face. She cleared her throat, and glanced down, causing me to remember that I was stark naked. I stuck out my tongue and went back to the mattress and crawled back under the covers, saying "What you want?"

She stepped inside, and closed the door, as Sandy came out from our bedroom. Diane said "I came to get Simon's bag. He’s going to need some clothes."

Sandy grinned, as she went over and grabbed Simon's duffle bag, asking as she handed it her "Did he sleep well?"

I pulled the pillow over my head, as I heard Diane say "When he was sleeping, he slept well. Sarah found she likes a hard, live cock."

I heard John snickering, as I mumbled "Glad someone did last night."

I felt Sandy's foot kick my leg, as she said "Well, make sure he gets here by noon, as they have to leave by then."

I heard the door open and close, and Sandy walk on into the bathroom. And, I was soon asleep once more. The door opening again a few hours later woke me up. In walked Simon, with both Sarah and Diane right behind him. He went to the couch, and crashed on it face first. Man, did he look like shit! I turned to Diane, as John stirred as well, he looking at Simon, and letting out a low whistle in amazement. Diane smiled, saying "We've brought back the package."

Sandy and Kate came out of the bedroom, both still naked, and both chuckled at the condition of their brother. He cracked an eyelid open, saw his naked sisters, and closed the lid shut, groaned, and rolled over to face the back of the couch.

I stood and went to the bathroom, laughing with the others. Coming out, Sandy and Kate now had robes on, and John was now dressed, as he passed me to get into the bathroom. Sandy was over Simon, asking him "Are you alright?"

Simon just groaned, as Sarah answered, "He wasn't at the beginning, nor the end, but in-between he did just fine." Her sly smile set me off to laughter, as well as the others.

Well, Sandy and her sister went back into the bedroom to get some clothes on with Diane and Sarah following them, and I heard talking as I got up to pull on some clothes. John was doing the same, as he was pulling up his pants, he asked "Now what?"

I shrugged, "No idea." I looked at Simon, who was not even twitching, as I snickered, "I'm sure he should be rather quiet on the trip home."

I didn't get to add anything else, as I heard the soft groan form Simon, as the bedroom door opened, and out walked the four girls. Sandy said "Kathy's ready, her, John and Simon will be leaving to head home now."

So, with that, after hugs and kisses, the three of them left, as did Sarah and Diane, leaving us two alone. We ended up in bed, savoring some oral pursuit between us. Well, the next six weeks were a blur. Every weekend I had job fairs and interviews to go off to, as did Sandy. It was the week before spring break, and on Wednesday, I received the good news. I was asked to join a corporation's management team in Nashville. Of course, Sandy was ecstatic, as the first thing she said was "Oh good, we'll be close to home."

I smiled, knowing what she meant, and knowing that this has definitely turned into a long-term romance. So, spring break was fast approaching. And, I scheduled another interview with my prospective employer at the end of it on Friday. We went to my folks the beginning of the week from Friday night to Monday, then on to her parents Tuesday morning. I do have to say, Simon's attitude has become so much better now. And yes, I told Roy. In private, of course. He was dying from laughter from the story. He told me that unbeknownst to Sandy and I, Simon has made a few trips back to Louisville since the incident, to visit with Sarah and Diane. Interesting. I sure wish I knew that story so I could tell it!

Friday morning I woke up a bit nervous, as I got ready for my interview. It was in Nashville, and so Sandy and I hopped onto the interstate and headed to the city. I noticed she was silent, the whole way nothing was said. And yeah, it wasn't helping my nerves any, as I was wondering what was up with this silence. We had reserved a room at a downtown hotel, right near the Rhymen Auditorium, as she said she would show me the nightlife of Nashville.

I went to my interview, and it went real well. I was offered the job, at a salary that was better than what I was hoping for, which I eagerly accepted. And Sandy was elated when I told her the good news. So, we celebrated. A fine dinner, then a show at the Grand Old Opry, then back to our hotel. I was surprised when I entered the room, with her behind me, and here sat a bottle of Champaign. Smiling, I picked it up, and said "Well, guess we're going to celebrate with a toast."

She came up behind me, wrapping her arms about my waist as I undid the bottle, sending the cork flying off against the far wall. She said "Yes, we've lots of things to look forward to."

Hmmm, something’s up. I poured the contents into the pair of glasses, and replied "Have you set a date?"

She chuckled, rubbing her tits into my back, as she said "I think the weekend after graduation would be nice."

I turned, and she took her glass from my hand, and we touched them together, before we raised our drinks to the others lips. I sipped from her glass, and she mine. I smiled, "That will be nice."

She grinned, "Your mother thought so. As did mine."

I rolled my head back, and looked up to the ceiling, as she giggled, I said "Why ain't I surprised."

She squeezed my body, saying "Well, you have been rather busy since we've moved in together."

Oh, those wonderful boobies. So firm, and feeling so fine pressing into my chest. "Yeah, I guess I have been somewhat pre-occupied. Classes have been something else, and trying to get a job." I kissed her forehead, adding "Guess I haven't paid enough attention to our future, huh?"

Her smiling face was shining, as she said "No problem, that's why I think we're made for each other. And, tonight is finally the night."

My hands found the zipper to her dress, as I tugged it gently down. Her hands came to my front, and undid my belt, pants, and zipper. She stepped away, as I brushed the fabric of her dress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. I saw her bra was a front clasping type, as I unhooked it, letting her sweet melons be free from their confines.

I was down on my knees, my face mere inches from her snatch, as I inhaled, getting a good whiff of her sex. Ripe, and ready for eating, as I pushed her gently back, causing her to sit, then lay back, on the bed. Her hands were on the top of my head, as I snacked on her cunt. I've been doing this for months, and loving it every time, as she would get off in no time as I slid a pair of fingers into her tight hole, while my tongue licked her clit with wild abandon. Yeah, in no time at all, she was arching her back, forcing her cunt into my face, as she cried out in orgasm.

I stood, my hand shafting my hard meat, a drop of pre-cum hanging from the tip, as I crawled between her thighs. I rubbed the head of my dick between the lips of her pussy. I smiled as I saw her pink hole, as she moaned when the head nudged up against her clit. I eased the head in, and her hips bucked, causing her cunt to suck it into the warmth of her flesh. I inhaled, trying not to blast off so soon. Yeah, a tight pussy, one that I will come to love forever. One that was fertile and ready to accept my seed.

Yeah, she's fertile. And I was wanting to get the family started, as was she. She groaned, softly saying "Come on Kurt, quit teasing and fuck me, baby."

I chuckled, and quickly buried my tool to the balls into her tight box. Her eyes flew open, as the forceness and quickness of it caused her to exhale hard, a sharp gasp coming from her mouth. Her body shook, and she was breathing hard, as I smiled. First penetration and she came. Not a bad start. Not a bad start at all. She was moving her hips, wanting me to move with her, so I did, withdrawing my cock, and sliding it back in. It was slow at first, feeling the wonderful, sensual feeling of her vagina grasp my cock, trying to milk it of it's resources.

I didn't last long. Not more than maybe two minutes. But then, who could blame me? She felt wonderful underneath me, as I grunted, my whole body stiffened as I pumped what felt like a gallon of my cum into her womb. She cried out softly, as my pulsating cock tripped her into her own pleasure zone. I leaned forward, suckling a teat, her stiff nipple feeling hard between my lips. My cock was still hard as well, throbbing inside of her, as I kissed her neck, cheeks, and then lips, our mouths opening up to give each other some tongue dancing.

Her arms wrapped about me, and soon our hips were grinding into each other. My cock was pushing in and out of her hole, soft squishy noises were being made from that, echoing off the walls. This time, it took me longer. Much longer, as I drilled her sweet cunt for what seemed like forever, before I felt that familiar feeling once again in my balls, as my cream rose out of my nut sack, through my hard boner, and drenching her womb once more. We were temporarily sated, our bodies slick with sweat and our pubes matted with our cream.

I found myself on my back, my head on the pillow, as she was sitting up, her left hand having a firm grip on my tool, as her mouth licked and sucked my cock clean. It had deflated somewhat, not surprising after I had just blown two loads into her hot body. I ran my fingers through her red hair, admiring her talented mouth, as she helped my cock grow once again. When she decided she was ready, she straddled my body, and lowered her crotch down, holding my shaft to guide it on home. We both let out a satisfying moan, as I felt her vagina stretch out to accept my prick once again. And when she bottomed out, her ass sitting gently on my balls, I reached up and grabbed her boobies, a smile on both our faces, as she moved her hips back and forth, giving my cock a gentle ride. Her tempo picked up, as was the taking on of oxygen for both of us, our chests rising and falling as we fucked each other silly. And when we came, I was in ecstasy, as my cock spewed it's load into her womb.

We fell quickly to sleep, waking three more times during the night, each time I refilled her steamy, tight cunt. Morning there was a glow about her, as she smiled and sucked me to completion, swallowing my load. My balls ached something fierce, as we showered together, and her talented mouth caused me to rise again. And as the water cascaded down my back, I had her back up against the wall, her legs wrapped above my hips and arms behind my neck, as I eagerly drilled her wonderful cunt.

At our wedding a few months later, her belly was just starting to swell, as we were starting a new life, and lots of great times ahead.

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