Sophomore year. I move back into a shared room with the same roomate. His regular absence on weekends is convenient. Alexa stays in the apartment with Chelsea and another girl but Shelby comes back to campus and the dorms… and the trysting room.

I am Cool Joe Sophomore on campus. I get lots of hugs and attention from the sorority sisters. People look at me like I’m some kind of stud! I’m updated on what everyone did over the summer.

. . . . .

Shannon sees me.

“well hello beautiful boy. Did you have a good summer?”

“I surely did. Are you still a virgin?”

“Of course sir! And I’m engaged!” She shows me a huge ring. “Wedding is in June, you’ll get a save the date notice.”

“You think that’s appropriate? Inviting me?”

She didn’t answer that. I think it would be wildly inappropriate, inviting a dick you’d had up your ass to your wedding. I’d attend though, you bet!.

“I suppose you’re on good behavior until then?” I ask.

She glares with simmering anger at my smirking face. “Unequivocally!!”

I start to get a hard on as she turns and swishes away. Black on white polkadot dress. Golden curls. Straight seams on her nude stockings rising up to… That ass is without a doubt one of the finest things I’ve ever stuck my cock in.

Two weeks after she asks me to go to church with her on Sunday. More about that later

. . . . . .

At a welcome back party I talk to my big sister Heather. Haven’t seen her in a while. She’s still graceful and gorgeous like a swan. She’s a senior this year. She’s getting serious with her boyfriend, a likeable philosophy major. I bring up sex, obliquely and she just says “we don’t do that any more, we’ve been together too long” She asks me to walk her to her car.

I get a deep good night kiss with energetic tongue probing. Then she starts feeling my crotch and when she discovers my rapid swelling, un zipping my pants. Her cool hand is on my hot rod, thumping with my heart beat. She orders me into the back seat of her car and her smooth hands bring me up to full readiness. She straddles me and hikes up the skirt of her sleeveless knit dress. She pulls her panties to the side and lowers down onto and then around my straining member. She rides me hard and her velvet voice is muttering in my ear and I have to hold back just long enough for her to cum and then I do too, gushing forceful spurts into her wringing vagina. Like before, she pulls her underwear right back in place and keeps my goodness all up inside her.

“Thank you little brother”

. . . . . .

I have a little get together with Jaimie in the trysting room. I tell her I missed her right as I’m about to cum. She confesses that If I wanted to be her boyfriend she would be really pleased. I tell her I’m here for everybody and can’t be exclusive. After that she keeps me at arms length and starts dating a frat guy.

. . . . . .

I see Jennifer during the first week back and my head does a double spin. She looks transformed! She comes up to me and her voice and carriage and whole demeanor is different. She’s sounds confident and assertive and proud and WOW sexy!

“Hi Kevin! I’ve been busy over the summer. I’ve kind of started weight lifting.”

Her body took up the same space as before but was way different. We sat alone in a corner of the quad and she brought me up to speed.

“I got rid of that guy and started working out a lot and lost a lot of weight. Ya, he was really abusive. I did my first competition a week before coming back to school.

“Wow, you look amazing. You really seem different” Her legs coming out of the shorts that were shorter and tighter than she ever would have worn before were toned and muscular and shaved. She was still wearing a characteristic baggy sorority sweatshirt but things that used to slouch down were now pointing up. She was phenomenal!

“I’d really like to try my new body out on you, We could go to my room right now! I’ve been thinking about it for a long time. You were so nice to me. I want you to enjoy the fruits of my labors.”

I skipped class.

She stripped like a bodybuilder in a competition. Under her sweatshirt was a sturdy, supportive but sexy brassier in blue satin and white lace. Her panties matched and rode high on her sinuous glutes. She turned her back to me and flexed her butt muscles and then her back muscles. She was a big framed girl but now she looked rippling and manly and a little frightening but aroused something in me, very much! And then she unhooked the bra and turned around and lifted the cups up and away from herself.

Damn! Her tits were like bowling balls! Like spheres of flesh with those big taut raw pink nipples.

“I lost a lot of weight when I got into working out and dieting and my tits just deflated. They just looked saggy and gross and I wanted them to match the rest of me so I got ’em done. 38F and the skin isn’t even stretched, just filled out.”

She stretched and flexed her arms and biceps and held a few poses.

“And my nipples still feel good.” She stared me right in the eye with her blue bullets that didn’t show a hint of tearfulness or uncertainty anymore. “I bet you wanna suck ’em”. I nestled into her chest and switched back and forth between those two knobs. Her tit flesh was firm, almost unnatural but her crinkly aureola and rubbery nipples definitely connected to her pleasure receptors. She moaned at my suckling and ran her fingers through my long hair.

My appreciation for her was growing. And so was my cock. Suddenly my clothes were coming off too and I’m on my back on the bed and she’s on top of me in a lustful rush. It’s terrific and terrifying. I feel small and mostly helpless but my dick is pointing out proud and strong and she interlocks us together.

She rides me. Her velvet tunnel feels sensational and her muscles are crazy strong and throttle my cock. Fortunately it stays good and hard and I exert myself punching it up into her.

While fucking hard and fast I suck her right nipple and areola into my mouth and cum in her tight muscular love tunnel.

“DdddGhaaaaa!!”

“more”

I’m catching my breath and wondering how much time I need to recover.

Here hands are quite rough from pumping barbells I guess and I avoid having them pull and squeeze my dick. I direct it towards her mouth and she sucks me in. She gives head slow and deep. Her blue eyes sparkle when she looks up at me, my shaft disappearing past her lips.

“Oh Jennifer, your mouth is amazing. I’m so turned on.” She sucks my balls which hurts a little but looks extraordinary. Her tongue comes out and bathes my cock and soon it’s rigid. I’m eager to do her again. “I want to fuck you. Your body is so amazing.”

“Do it to me again. I want it hard. Bend me over and take me from behind.”

I try to give her the rigorous, athletic fucking her new physique deserves.

I pound away, sloshing in her widened and wetted crack but after a while I wear out. My slim body isn’t made for this kind of exertion.

She tries fucking me with her tits. It looks great, my rod between her two orbs, greased up with some baby oil. Then she gets on top of me again, covering me with her body. It’s sort of like being fucked by a monster. I just lie still and she lifts herself up and down on my cock like whole body pushups. She’s sprinting for a goal and I hope I can get there with her

Her voice seems to have gotten a bit more ditsy. When she says tits it sounds like “Tets” and pussy sounds like “Pissy”. Maybe I’m thinking too much. I need to cum.

I finally blow my nut a second time looking at her six pack abs and feeling her vagina wring me out.

. . . . .



I go to Church with Shannon one Sunday.

She wears a dress and a slip and a hat, it’s that kind of church.

Her blonde hair is so perfect. She’s a total Southern belle. Smells intoxicating like a magnolia or a jonquil or something. I bet every square inch of her body is powdered. I couldn’t be more bored by the ceremony… whatever. I’m thinking about her body under all that prim Sunday finery.

“get up and stand in the back and I’ll meet you in two minutes” she purrs in my ear as I’m sitting there.

We go to an empty room during the never ending sermon and I take her in the ass.