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Dorm surprise
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hi, all!...this is chapter one of my very first online story
...let me know if you like it...and i will post the other 3 parts...by the
way, parts 2 and 4 were written by my online friend...we traded off
writing it to each other...
THE VISIT
It was driving her crazy. She had to do it, simply had to. It
was on her mind constantly, day and night, never ending....She had to have
her.
Cyndi was going to cancel her America Online subscription. It was
big time fun, but monthly bills of $200 were draining her already meager
funds. Her folks were pissed. No more "advances" on the money she was
going to make as soon as that perfect job offer came through. She was
fresh out of adoring, horny uncles and cousins who could usually be
counted on for a quick loan--and who conveniently forgot about the money
everytime she agreed to "wrestle" with them in the back yard before Mom
got home from work. No, this was it, end of the line. There was no more
money. And that meant no more friends on the computer screen.
It was fun while it lasted. She'd "met" quite a few wonderful,
sexy, articulate, imaginative women and men online, and she would miss
them dearly. But she wouldn't miss them as much as she would miss Julie.
Julie. Cyndi was in love with Julie. At least, Cyndi was in love
with Julie's words, and she was very much in love with Julie's body.
Through the wonders of cyberspace, they had talked, laughed, and made
love plenty of times. They just had never met. And now, they would
never meet. Unless...
So, she had to go. She was going to drive up the coast Friday,
and find Julie. She had to see if the love was real. And reciprocal.
Cyndi checked the log she'd saved from the first of countless
chats, to get all the vital stats she would need to identify her lover.
Juile was 5'9", deliciously tall, with incredibly long, sexy legs, and
firm, trim thighs that never met, but were instead separated by a small
tuft of soft brown pubic hair and a pair of pink, pouting pussy lips.
mmmmmmmmm.....Cyndi was starting to juice at the very thought of finally
seeing Julie naked, really naked, stretched out on her dormitory bed,
lazily rubbing those lips, inviting Cyndi to join her.....
Enough. She had to go. She wanted to be at the university before
midnight....the time Julie usually signs on. She would knock on the door
at precisely 12, Julie would answer, and then...
The drive up the Interstate went quickly, but not fast enough for
Cyn. She was good at reading maps, and quickly found the campus. She
parked her beat-up Jetta and found one of those "You Are Here" maps to
find Julie's freshman dorm. Cyndi double checked her notebook for the
proper room number, and drove the short distance to the dormitory.
Once inside, she thought she'd better freshen up. She ducked into
the ladies and opened up her overnight bag.
She quickly washed her face, brushed back her short blonde
hair--the new cut was perfect, thanks to Mom's hairdresser, who once told
her he would go straight for life if he could have one night with her.
Cyndi laughed at the thought. She wasn't too bad looking herself,
actually, and she'd had her share of compliments from the guys at school.
5'5", 115 pounds, a gorgeous 34b-23-34 figure kept trim with early morning
swims and jogs on the beach, and lots of competitive volleyball. Her
breasts were high, with light, cherry colored nipples that got amazingly
hard whenever a tongue got anywhere near them. Her pussy had been covered
with the same, thin blonde wispy hairs she'd developed when she was 11
years old--not a single additional hair, it seemed, since then. More than
one lover had assumed she shaved, but Cyndi didn't really have to. Those
puffy, pink lips did a fine job of being seen, although her coral-red clit
always seemed to disappear from view just before orgasm.
Yeah, Cyndi thought, overall, not a bad package. She put both
hands behind her, and rubbed her butt. as if to reassure herself that it
was still there. Cyndi had a beautiful ass, nice and round, firm and
lightly tanned, with a natural rise at the bottom of each cheek, so you
could just see a little pussy hair from behind if she stuck her butt out.
Her ass was the source of endless pleasure for both herself, when she
masturbated, and her occasional boyfriends, who couldn't seem to get
enough of fucking her doggy style while they played with it.. Not that
she minded.
But it was almost midnight. Cyndi jogged the stairs to Julie's
floor--she thought it would be a little sexier if her cheeks were a
little flushed when Julie opened the door. She was wearing her favorite
outfit, the one that Julie liked when they were rubbing their pussies
together online--supertight jeans, cut just so to show off those
asscheeks, a cotton running shirt, so her nipples could "breathe", as her
high school dance teacher (and first female lover) had once told her. And
she was barefoot...no shoes, no bra, no panties. She had stashed some
sexy lingerie in her overnight bag, along with some toys. Her toenails
were painted red--Julie's favorite. She was ready. This would be a
weekend to remember, one way or the other..
She knocked on the door at precisely 12 midnight. Julie (or
someone) said "Just a sec!" She heard some sheets rustling inside the
room, a chair being dragged across the floor. Rearranging? Expecting
company? Or afraid the company would see what had been going on?
Suddenly the door opened. Julie looked exactly like her gif ,
except with clothes on (an immediate relief to Cyndi, who wondered about
some of those AOL "personal" gifs!). Long blue jeans, barefoot (as Cyndi
knew she'd be), a "University of Vermont" sweatshirt thrown over those
sweet, round breasts, loosely guarding them from onlookers, but,
underneath, the soft cotton rubbing the nipples gently, keeping them
alert and happy.
Julie looked confused for a long minute. Then, slowly, her
expression changed. Curiosity, to Wonder, to Slight Recognition, to
Surprise, to Utter Amazement.
"OMIGOD!........cyndi??" She'd said it softly, as if the real
thing might disappear in a cloud of smoke if she spoke too loudly... " Is
that you? Is your name Cyndi?"
"Yes. And I hope like hell that your name is Julie." Cyndi gave
her her best, most hopeful smile. She knew she was in love. She hoped
Julie was, too, but one couldn't be too sure.
"Yes. I'm Julie. Are you really Cyndi, MY Cyndi? From Online?"
Cyndi felt a tingle shoot from her nipples down to her pussy from
the way she'd said "My Cyndi....... "
"Yes, yes, I'm your Cyndi! And I love you and I came to make love
to you!" she wanted to say. But, not just yet. She was still in the
hallway.
Instead, she said, "Yeah, it's me. It's really me. I was going to
write you an email letter to tell you I was going away, but...well, I
couldn't just end it that way. I had to have something more than that. I
had to see you,--at least one time--before---".
Cyndi had rehearsed this speech a bunch of times in the car, and
now remembered nothing of what she'd planned to say. She just stopped
talking, and looked at Julie. God, she was beautiful...clear blue eyes,
soft blonde hair, much longer than Cyndi's....Cyndi thought about what it
would actually FEEL like to have that hair slowly caressing her breasts as
they kissed, while Julie's hands wrapped around her own trim waist, moving
slowly down to Cyndi's ass, rubbing gently, while their tongues and lips
danced together...
Suddenly, Cyndi realized she wasn't standing on the ground
anymore. And she couldn't breathe. Julie was hugging her, hard, and had
picked her up off the ground.
"OMIGOD, It really IS you!" Cyndi. My Cyndi. My lover! I can't
believe it. Unbelievable. God, you are so gorgeous!...You're hot!.. Just
like your gif!" Julie sounded relieved, just as Cyndi had been.
Mmmmmm....Julie was kissing her. In the hall! Cyndi let her mouth
open up, but held her tongue back, just in case....but she needn't have
worried. Julie's tongue was already there, darting into her mouth,
searching, searching for her own tongue.....There!....They were kissing.
Cyndi's tongue joined the dance. Cyndi's legs were still off the ground,
her feet rubbing against Julie's legs. Being quite a good athlete
herself, it was thrilling for Cyndi to be in another obviously strong
athlete's arms....a strong, but beautiful, sexy, feminine athlete...
Cyndi was comfortable with her own bisexuality, and had been
"experimenting" with both men and women (well, mostly boys and girls, back
then) since her junior year in high school, when she pretended to have a
pulled hamstring in dance class. Madeline, her french-speaking dance
teacher, was all too willing to massage the pain, both during and after
class. Forty eight hours later, she and Madeline had their tongues
planted firmly in each other's pussy, licking away like kittens in a bowl
of milk, and cumming madly. The affair lasted, off and on, until
graduation. By then, Cyndi knew she wanted women in her life, sexually
and in every other way. She didn't exclude guys--after all, a hard cock
is great to have around after a good party-- but she absolutely lusted
after all the gorgeous co-eds on her college campus. She had a brief
fling with her roommate last year, Annette, a redhead who loved to
masturbate every morning. But she had yet to find true love. That is,
until she got her computer.....and met Julie.
And now, here she was. In Julie's arms, holding her lover, and
being held by her lover.
Julie broke the kiss. Cyndi felt her feet back on the floor of
the dorm. She started to compose herself, and was trying to think of what
to say next, when she realized they were not alone. There was another
girl in the room, sitting on the huge bed (Cyndi smiled to herself, when
she realized it was actually two beds pushed together. This must be
Beth, Cyndi thought, Julie's roommate. Suddenly remembering some of the
stories Julie told her online, Cyndi got excited all over again. Beth!
With the nipples like lumps of sugar, and the sexiest smile in the world.
Cyndi was at once jealous and full of lust. If this was going to be a
"first and last time," then let's really get wild, she thought, and smiled
inside. According to Julie, Beth was even more lust crazed and horny than
both of them combined.
"Hi, Cyndi. I guess Julie was right. You are beautiful, and you
ARE crazy! Hi, I'm Beth."
While Beth gave her a warm smile, Cyndi noticed, her gaze went
directly to Cyndi's tanned legs. She eyed Cyndi's painted toenails, then
moved up slowly past the calves and knees, beyond those golden thighs that
Cyndi worked so hard at keeping tight. Beth was staring at Cyndi's
crotch! Cyndi saw Beth's tongue dart out quickly from her mouth, and lick
her lower lip ever so slightly. Beth probably wasn't even aware that
she'd done it, but it made Cyndi's pussy start to juice. mmmm....this was
getting interesting.
"What are you doing here?" Julie still couldn't believe it.
Neither could
Cyn, for that matter. "Are you staying the night? You're staying, right?
There's plenty of room!" Cyndi and Julie both looked at the bed.
"Beth and I were just about to sign on and look for you. God, I
can't believe this. This is fantastic. You are so beautiful, Cyndi. So
beautiful."
Now it was Julie's turn to babble. Cyndi could tell, she was
genuinely happy to see her. Her eyes were dancing, and she couldn't stop
looking at Cyndi's body.
"Cut-offs, running shirt...my fantasy has come true! You're
really here! Come. Sit on the bed." Julie was almost trotting around the
room, she was so excited. Beth moved over, her eyes locked into Cyndi's
hips as she walked towards the bed.
Cyndi was aroused. She was going to have her lover. She was
going to make real love, with a real girl, the girl she's always wanted,
the girl she already knew so much about. It was going to happen. Maybe
just for a night, maybe just for a weekend, but it was going to happen!
And who knows, maybe it will happen for longer than that. And, she was
about to be in her first threesome! Under the circumstances, she had no
problems sharing her lover with the beautiful brunette eyeing her lustily
as she sat down. Julie was sexy enough for them both!
Cyndi sat on the bed next to Beth. They both watched Julie's ass
as she walked over to the computer and turned it off. The screen snapped
to black as Julie turned around.
"Who needs the computer?" I've got all I want right here!" Julie
announced to no one in particular.
Julie reached down with both arms and lifted her sweatshirt slowly
over her head. Her breasts swung free, the nipples already hard in
anticipation.
Cyndi grinned, looking at once at Julie's breasts, Julie's smile
and the gorgeous Beth, who was now sliding out of her sweatpants. This
was going to be some weekend!
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