The year was 1972
I was 17.
Sex was safe and recreational.
All was right with the world.
I was a freshman nursing student, and away from home for the first time in my life.
Sex was something I was just beginning to experience, having lost my virginity the night before my senior prom. (It's my nature to defy convention).
Now, at that time, nursing had not yet become a profession that many men had an interest in. In fact there were only 4 men in the entire school. I knew that there must be another source of men somewhere.... my mission was to find it.
In no time at all I discovered that there was indeed a myriad of them within a relatively short radius. My campus was located smack dab in the center of Fraternities R Us. Rutgers University was right down the street, and 10 minutes over the bridge into Philadelphia, gave access to Drexel, and The University of Pennsylvania. For those who were up to the challenge, there was a hospital full of doctors.
The doctors were pretty much unattainable by freshman. The odds greatly improved if you were a tall, gorgeous blonde, I however, being a short, cute redhead chose to start out easy. I was off to my first fraternity party.
Beer, I was soon to learn, was the drink of choice. Since my experience with drinking was even less than that of sex, I had no idea the effect the malty brew would have. I came to a startling realization about myself that night. I have no tolerance for alcohol. After the first drink I felt giddy. By the second I was downright silly. At the end of my third drink I was ready to sexually molest furniture.
I think his name was Robert. (I'm not quite sure. It was a long time ago). I was sitting at the bar, flirting with the bartender and the guy next to me, who couldn't stop directing his conversation to my breasts. Though, that was to be expected, I'm a 36D and was braless in a very tight top. Anyway, Robert sat down and immediately tried to impress me. "Hi." He said. "I work for The Courier Post." (A large south Jersey newspaper). Being the quick-witted, little smart-ass that I am, I quickly responded.
"What do you do... deliver?" We were off to a great start.
The more I drank, the more sexually blatant my conversation became, and in no time at all Robert knew I would not turn him down.
We ended up in his dorm room. As he closed the door behind us I turned to him. "Would you like to see my tits?" I said as I pulled my top over my head. My large, firm breasts, nipples erect were staring at him. And he was staring right back.
"Oh God those are great!" He sighed. Walking over to me, he removed his T-shirt. He put his arms around me and kissed me deeply. The feel of my bare breasts against his chest, while his tongue explored my mouth was making me dizzy (O.K., so maybe the alcohol had something to do with it).
I ran my hands down his chest, and slowly followed with my mouth. Kissing his shoulders, his nipples, and down to his navel. I undid his pants and kept kissing his stomach as I slid them down his legs. Sitting on my knees I was looking directly at his beautiful cock, which was pointing right at my mouth. I leaned in and kissed it softly. Since this was only the second cock I'd ever had in my mouth, and I'd read "The Sensuous Woman" since the first, I was ready to explore and experiment.
I gently took his balls in my hands and brought my lips in to meet them. As I was circling my tongue around his balls, his cock grazed my face. It felt so smooth. I took it and softly rubbed it against one cheek, then the other. As I ran it across my open mouth, I heard a slight gasp escape Robert's lips as I felt his cock jerk with excitement.
I kissed the base of his cock, a hot, wet, open-mouthed kiss, and was rewarded with a small moan of pleasure. Encouraged by this, I continued my kisses all over the shaft until it glistened from my wet mouth. Looking up into his eyes, I took the head into my mouth. Little by little I took more of it, letting my mouth adjust to his growing excitement. Once I got all the way down and his pubic hair was tickling my nose, I slowly worked my way back up. Sliding my lips back down I felt the head hit the back of my throat and I involuntarily swallowed. His reaction was that of pure pleasure so I continued sucking the base of his cock with my lips, while my throat massaged the head.
Working my mouth up and down his cock caused him to grow even bigger. I could feel my lips stretching with every throb. As I sucked faster, he moaned louder.
" That's it baby, suck that cock." He whispered. No one had ever talked dirty to me before and the excitement I felt from it came as a complete surprise. My sucking got deeper and faster. His talk got raunchier. " I love fucking your mouth.... I’m gonna cum for you baby." The dirty talk was getting to me and I sucked harder. I could feel him throbbing, getting close. I had never swallowed cum before, but I was too turned on to worry about that. My breathing was almost as hard as his. I felt his body start to tense. I reached around and pushed his ass up against me. His cock jerked and hot cum hit the back of my throat. The more he came, the more I swallowed, sucking every drop out of him. I couldn't stop; I wanted to milk him dry.
He put his hands on my face and slowly pulled me off of him. "Stop." He breathed. " I need a rest." He kissed me and started to walk away. "I'll be right back." I assumed he was going to the bathroom so I just lay on the bed and relaxed in the darkness.
Before long, the door opened again and I felt hands caressing me. I put my arms around him and kissed him deeply. But wait! Something was not the same. Not his kisses, nor the way his body felt. THIS WAS SOMEONE ELSE! I started to protest, but he just whispered "shh" and his mouth went to my breast.
My brain was telling me to make him stop, but my body was still excited from before and had ideas of it's own. Feeling my nipple hardening in his mouth, and my pussy getting wet, I knew I could care less who this was.
What happened next is a story in itself, but I will save it for another time.