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It began in the fall of 2004. I was a junior in college. I was slightly chubby, shy, a virgin, and an otherwise completely average boy who listened to pop-punk, got decent grades, and was about to embark on a great and unexpected journey of personal and sexual discovery.I lived in an off-campus apartment, but my roommate had graduated, so I had a two-bedroom to myself. This suited my shy personality well, but eventually I needed to find a roommate. My parents were not in the picture and I had to support myself. After a while, it became apparent that my mediocre income from tutoring local high school kids wasn?t going to cut it.I posted ads around campus. A few people showed up, but none stuck. I think I was a little too introverted for them. Then she came. Her name was Aubrey. We spoke on the phone, and I could tell she had a cute voice, but I was completely unprepared for how gorgeous she would be in person.She came into the apartment and had this confident aura that was instantly attractive. She was tall, about 5?10? with shoulder length, straight dirty-blonde hair. Her hourglass figure, flat stomach, and perfectly shaped C cup breasts had my heart racing before she said hello. In comparing her to a celebrity, the best description would be an early twenty-something Hillary Duff.Her smoky eyes stared back at me, and when her full, pink lips began moving, she told me that she was a grad student looking for a room because she had just moved out from her current apartment because she could not get along with her roommate. I stammered at first, completely intimidated by her beauty and confidence, but eventually spoke. I asked if it would be weird for her to have a guy roommate.?Absolutely not,? she replied, ?I?m a free and open person and hope that you are too.?She obviously could not possibly have known that my whole life had been spent trying to fit in, but not being able to, that girls laughed when I tried to approach them, that guys picked on me. Somehow, however, I mustered the confidence in the moment to tell her that I was a free and open person.?Great!? she said, ?then we should get along perfectly. When can I move in??We lived together for about three months and became fast friends. She was working on her PhD in bio-chemistry. I was working on my undergrad in history. She was a bit of a partier and ventured out on the weekends. She invited me, but I always found some excuse not to go. I liked the relationship that we had at home and did not want to be embarrassed when she saw how I was in public.Everything seemed to be going normally, until that fateful day that set the whole course of events of then next three years in motion. We were hanging out at our apartment almanbahis (http://almanbahis.club/) watching some HBO show that had strong sexual content. We were both drinking while sitting around in our pajamas, and I was feeling particularly good.On the show, the lead actress was naked and about to climb on top of the male lead for a good old fashioned soft-core fucking. When she did, though, she apparently was straddling the actor too low on his legs to be considered realistic.?Oh my god, that?s so fucking fake!? Aubrey giggled.I was confused. Being a virgin, I guess I couldn?t tell.?What do you mean?? I asked.?She?s clearly not anywhere near his dick, Sam, has a girl ever ridden you that low?? she asked.I began to blush and didn?t respond. There was a clear moment of realization in her eyes. She was putting together my introverted personality with my social awkwardness and coming up with the inevitable conclusions.?Wait. Sam, are you? Are you a virgin??By now my face was beat red and my ears were hot. I didn?t know what to say. I could feel the sweat beading up on my forehead.?It?s totally cool if you are,? she said, ?it?s just not something you expect at your age.?The jig was up, so I confessed. A new look came over her that I had not seen before. She was always confident, but, just then, it grew to a new level. She became slightly aggressive and it felt like she was in complete control of the situation, and me.?Haven?t you ever wanted to fuck a girl before??I laid my whole high school experience out for her ? that I had a few crushes in high school that didn?t pan out, that women were just so beautiful and alluring to me that I always felt uncomfortable around them because I held them in such high esteem, that everything about women turned me on, but something always held me back.She bit her bottom lip and twisted a finger through her hair.?Well. The first one is always the hardest. After that, it?s easy.?She paused for a second.?Why don?t you let me make a man out of you tonight?? she said.My heart was racing. Did the most beautiful girl I had ever seen just offer to take my virginity? The mere thought of it sent blood rushing into my cock. We were both wearing pajamas, so she noticed this physical change quite easily.?Looks like your little friend there is answering for you.?That comment did put a slight damper on the situation for me. I sort of implicitly knew from watching porn that I was smaller than most guys in that department, but this moment seemed to be too good to pass up. Before I could say another word, she leaned over on the coach and stuck her tongue in my mouth.Everything about her was driving me wild! Her soft lips, the way her tongue danced its way around mine, almanbahis yeni giriş (http://almanbahis.club/) the feel of her breasts rubbing on my chest, and her coconut scented blonde hair. She straddled me and started grinding her hips into my lap.Her warm pussy was separated from my cock by a few millimeters of fabric. I could feel the heat radiate off it. I could tell that it was wet. My hands reached up to start to feel her ass, but she pushed them to the side.?Let me handle this,? she said.Her hand reached into my pants and started stroking my rock-hard, undersized cock. Precum was oozing out. She pulled her hand out.?It feels like you?re about to cum already,? she said, ?but try and hold off. Think about something else.?I tried my hardest to think about my upcoming homework and quizzes as her head slowly drifted down. She pulled off my pajama bottoms and, before I knew it, my cock was in her warm, moist mouth. With each bob up and down of her head, my body electrified from within. I finally understood why the end goal of every guy is sex. Nothing I had ever experienced had felt this good.Her lips gripped my cock and slid up and down the shaft, while her tongue worked circles on the head. My cock was small enough that she easily allowed it to hit the back of her throat. While my now wet cock was gliding back and forth on her juicy tongue, she pulled off blowjob magic and start tongue-flicking my testicles while deep-throating me. I wasn?t sure how much longer I could hold off until exploding.She took her shirt off. She made her way back up to my mouth letting her nipples drag up my exposed chest. When she kissed me again, I could taste my own salty, musty precum on her lips. She stood up and took off her pajama bottoms, leaving on her lacey white, v-cut panties.She straddled me again and hovered her sopping pussy over my cock, letting her lips just barely touch it.?Are you ready, Sam? You?re about to get your cherry popped,? she laughed.?Oh my God, Aubrey. Yes!? I yelled.And with that, she lowered herself onto me. Her velvet pussy hugged my cock as she slowly grinded her hips against mine. Her perfect tits rubbed on my face. I licked her nipple and she moaned. I couldn?t bear it any longer. It couldn?t have been thirty seconds since she let me penetrate her before I shot my load into her pussy. She twisted her hips as my cock erupted and stuck her tongue in my mouth one more time. She held herself there for a few seconds and then dismounted.?How was that? How do you feel? Was I a good first lay?? she asked.?Holy fuck, Aubrey, you?re incredible!? I panted.She let out a little giggle and went into the bathroom. When she came back, she put her clothes on, sat next to me and put almanbahis giriş (http://almanbahis.club/) her head on my shoulder. We fell asleep just like that.Over the next few weeks, we fucked a few more times. She got more aggressive in her love making each time, but I really liked how she took control. She was clearly wearing the pants, and neither of us seemed to mind. The only problem was that I could never last more than a few minutes.A couple of times she seemed a little frustrated at this, but ultimately accepted it for what it was. I was in my own little heaven with her and thought nothing could go wrong. That is, until she insisted that I get out of this apartment and go with her to a party.I told her how I was nervous at those things, and that I would rather not, but she told me that if I didn?t her pussy would be closed for business. She seemed to have no problem delivering that sexual threat. Of course, I didn?t want that to happen. How could I say ?no? if that meant not being able to be with the most gorgeous visage of the female form I had every had the pleasure of laying my eyes upon.The end of the week came, and it was time for the party. She told me it was going to be mostly other grad students and that I probably wouldn?t know anyone, but that she would stick by my side. She bought me a new designer button-down shirt for the occasion so that I would look a little older. When she emerged from the bathroom ready to go, I couldn?t help but take her all in.She was wearing a green peasant top and a shiny black tulip skirt that came just about 1/3 of the way down her thigh. Her shiny white pumps accentuated her long, luscious legs. She was going to be the center of attention at this party. I was sure of it. Was I going to be up to the challenge of being the guy on her arm?When we got the party, my suspicions were confirmed. Every guy in the place was ogling her from the get-go. They all looked at me, sizing me up, and I was averting eye contact, completely intimidated by the situation. There were about seventy-five people in this little three-bedroom house, and she seemed to know all of them.Everyone kept coming up and bringing us drinks. A seasoned partier, Aubrey was knocking them back, while I slowly sipped. The party cruised along as expected, but the more drunk everyone got, the more the other guys kept getting between me and her. They were clearly flirting with her, but she didn?t seem to notice, or so I thought.A few hours into the party, everyone was fairly trashed, including Aubrey. We were playing beer pong. It was me and her playing against two guys that she knew from classes. Being partners, we were on opposite sides of the table, and I was watching as the guy she was next to, who was a foot taller than her, kept finding ways to look down her shirt.The guy standing next to me made a shot and they both yelled, ?Drink!?Aubrey, being a good sport, picked up the red solo cup and tilted her head back.