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Snow day part 2 sex story

Snow day part 2 sex story

The snow continued to fall at a tremendous rate, and by mid-day, it was virtually impossible even to leave the dorm where I lived, with my roommate Brenda. Both of us mainly used our sudden windfall of free time to catch up on our studies, and when we tired of that, we just kicked back and chatted. I had been planning to go home to my parents' house for the weekend, but all the roads were closed, and even in good conditions, it was a two-hour drive.

So I resigned myself that I'd be staying on campus for the weekend, and called my parents to let them know. Late Friday afternoon, Brenda and I were kicking back in our dorm room, when the door opened, and Brenda's boyfriend Josh sauntered in. When he saw me, a look of disappointment flickered across his face, but in less than a second, it was gone, and he greeted us both with a cheery smile. Instantly, I put two and two together -- I had told Brenda that I was going home for the weekend, and the two of them had been looking forward to the opportunity to have a sex-filled weekend while I was gone.

I looked at Brenda with an anguished look and said, "I'm sorry, Bren; I don't mean to be in your way. Maybe I could go hang out at the library for a couple hours. You can't do that. Honestly, I was happy for them, that they could make each other so happy. In the time we'd been roommates, Brenda and I had become good friends. Mostly, we just kept track of each other's schedules, and her sex life was rarely ever an issue.

Once or twice, one of my labs had gotten done early, and I got back to my room to the sounds of moaning and heavy breathing on the other side of the door. In those instances, I usually just wandered down to the lounge and studied there until I figured they were finished.

Frankly, just knowing that the two of them were doing it, and hearing them through the door, was always pretty exciting for me, and made my girl parts wet. I'd never had a boyfriend of my own, yet.

It wasn't that I didn't want one, or that I wasn't interested in sex. I was, as much as the next red-blooded college girl. Heck, even when I was a little girl, I'd discovered the sensual joys of my own clitoris; once, I'd gotten in trouble when my mother overheard me proposing to one of my little girlfriends that we 'go into the closet and play with our baginas'.

My parents had held me out of the school sex-ed classes, because they didn't think they 'gave me the right picture' of what sex was like, and what it was for.

I knew they meant well, and they did the best they could to give me the information I needed, but somehow, I still had a lot of holes in my understanding. I guess, when it came right down to it, the only way for me to know what a penis felt like inside my vagina was to have a penis inside my vagina.

So yeah -- I was as curious about sex as anyone. I'd just kept busy with other things, like my studies, and the sex thing just hadn't happened yet. But it wasn't like I didn't want it to. They seemed fine about it, and were just relaxed and relating normally, laughing and joking about regular daily-life stuff, and not even particularly talking about sex, even though all I could think of was how I was depriving them of each other.

For a long while, I just sat there saying nothing, while Josh and Brenda happily bantered away. I'm sure they were wondering what was wrong with me. Finally, there was a lull in the conversation. My mind was still churning, and I couldn't stop myself from asking what was on my mind and, if I was honest, what had been on my mind ever since I'd known that Brenda and Josh were having sex together , even if it came out sounding awkward. It's kinda personal, and you don't have to answer.

I wasn't sure I wanted him to hear my question, but I decided that I wanted to know the answer more than I wanted to avoid any potential embarrassment. Brenda smiled at me warmly, even compassionately, but without a hint of condescension. For a few seconds, she stared thoughtfully at the ceiling. I was gratified that, even if it was a dumb question, she was at least trying to take me seriously.

She turned to look directly at me. Transcendent -- does that sound too pretentious? It feels like I'm being filled up -- like a part of me that's supposed to be there is finally where it belongs. When Josh is inside me, my whole body tingles; every nerve ending is buzzing.

Like I've never been more alive. And when I come -- when WE come -- it's just the most incredible release. Like all the tension in my body is just dissolving into space, and Josh and I are almost merging into a single being.

Josh was shifting in his seat. I mean, I've never experienced it, so I can't really know. I mean, heck -- I've never even seen a real penis. And you're what -- twenty? And I'm still a couple months shy of nineteen. Then he seemed to relax, and broke into a big grin. And Josh, here, just happens to have one handy. And we haven't got anything better to do for the next few hours -- or days -- anyway.

He framed his hands around his groin. I hadn't meant for things to go in this direction, but if they both really meant what they were saying, I didn't want to let the opportunity pass, either. Brenda moved over to help him, and soon his jeans were a blue puddle around his ankles, which he stepped out of, and kicked them aside.

I could see the pouch in his briefs, and was already plenty fascinated by that. Then he moved closer to me, so I could get a good close look at his male organ. I didn't speak, at first. I was simply fascinated by what I was seeing. A fleshy hose hung down a few inches from his thatch of pubic hair; it almost looked like a miniature elephant's trunk, with a little knob at the end of it. A pair of fleshy sacks were tucked in behind it. But as soon as I touched it, it jumped and twitched in response.

Instinctively, I pulled my hand away, eliciting more laughter from Brenda and Josh. Actually, it feels good -- really good -- when you touch it. It continued to respond to my touch; I noticed it seemed to be growing in my hand, getting bigger and stiffer. Before long, it was hard enough to stand straight out from Josh's body, without any help from me.

I felt an eager tingling sensation in my girl-parts. Grinning, I turned to Brenda. Aren't you proud of yourself? A clear fluid was beginning to ooze from the little hole at the tip. I checked it with one of the fingers on my other hand, and found it was very slippery. So I ran the palm of my hand up his shaft and cupped it over the end, and back down, smearing the slippery stuff all along his length.

It was like a lubricant, and my hand slid much more smoothly on his penis. The more I stroked him, the more the clear fluid oozed out, and I continued smearing it down the shaft. Every time I cupped my hand over the end, the whole penis seemed to expand and grow in response to my touch. Josh's eyes were closed, and his head was rolling back. I turned toward Brenda, grinning. Are you ready for the next step? Put it in your mouth.

At first, I just put my lips on the spongy head-knob, and lightly sucked on it. The clear fluid had a salty taste, and I began to use my tongue to lick along the sides of Josh's shaft. Then I began to move my head up and down, in time with my hand-movements. By now, he was breathing heavily, and rocking his hips in time with my movements.

I began to notice a different taste from his penis, kind-of starchy-flavored. You probably want to take him out of your mouth, but keep stroking him with your hand, harder and faster.

Streams of thick white fluid erupted from the tip, arcing through the air, and splashing randomly on Josh's belly and legs, and on my arms, face and hair. I flinched back in surprise. I found myself wondering how many times the two of them had had sex on that very bed. My vagina was sopping wet and slippery, even though I hadn't touched it at all.

It was utterly fascinating. What do you think, Josh? You wanna try again? I mean, when I held it and stroked it, it just got big! And then it just shot that white stuff -- that's his semen, right? So, when you guys have sex, he puts it in your. That's what I meant.

REAL, than using 'technical words' like 'penis' and 'vagina' and 'intercourse'. I tried it out in my own mind, and decided I liked it. I want to feel a cock in my pussy! As he spoke, he peeled his shirt off over his head, so he was completely naked.

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Snow day part 2 sex story

The snow continued to fall at a tremendous rate, and by mid-day, it was virtually impossible even to leave the dorm where I lived, with my roommate Brenda. Both of us mainly used our sudden windfall of free time to catch up on our studies, and when we tired of that, we just kicked back and chatted. I had been planning to go home to my parents' house for the weekend, but all the roads were closed, and even in good conditions, it was a two-hour drive.

So I resigned myself that I'd be staying on campus for the weekend, and called my parents to let them know.

Late Friday afternoon, Brenda and I were kicking back in our dorm room, when the door opened, and Brenda's boyfriend Josh sauntered in. When he saw me, a look of disappointment flickered across his face, but in less than a second, it was gone, and he greeted us both with a cheery smile. Instantly, I put two and two together -- I had told Brenda that I was going home for the weekend, and the two of them had been looking forward to the opportunity to have a sex-filled weekend while I was gone.

I looked at Brenda with an anguished look and said, "I'm sorry, Bren; I don't mean to be in your way. Maybe I could go hang out at the library for a couple hours. You can't do that. Honestly, I was happy for them, that they could make each other so happy.

In the time we'd been roommates, Brenda and I had become good friends. Mostly, we just kept track of each other's schedules, and her sex life was rarely ever an issue. Once or twice, one of my labs had gotten done early, and I got back to my room to the sounds of moaning and heavy breathing on the other side of the door. In those instances, I usually just wandered down to the lounge and studied there until I figured they were finished.

Frankly, just knowing that the two of them were doing it, and hearing them through the door, was always pretty exciting for me, and made my girl parts wet.

I'd never had a boyfriend of my own, yet. It wasn't that I didn't want one, or that I wasn't interested in sex. I was, as much as the next red-blooded college girl. Heck, even when I was a little girl, I'd discovered the sensual joys of my own clitoris; once, I'd gotten in trouble when my mother overheard me proposing to one of my little girlfriends that we 'go into the closet and play with our baginas'.

My parents had held me out of the school sex-ed classes, because they didn't think they 'gave me the right picture' of what sex was like, and what it was for. I knew they meant well, and they did the best they could to give me the information I needed, but somehow, I still had a lot of holes in my understanding.

I guess, when it came right down to it, the only way for me to know what a penis felt like inside my vagina was to have a penis inside my vagina. So yeah -- I was as curious about sex as anyone. I'd just kept busy with other things, like my studies, and the sex thing just hadn't happened yet. But it wasn't like I didn't want it to. They seemed fine about it, and were just relaxed and relating normally, laughing and joking about regular daily-life stuff, and not even particularly talking about sex, even though all I could think of was how I was depriving them of each other.

For a long while, I just sat there saying nothing, while Josh and Brenda happily bantered away. I'm sure they were wondering what was wrong with me. Finally, there was a lull in the conversation. My mind was still churning, and I couldn't stop myself from asking what was on my mind and, if I was honest, what had been on my mind ever since I'd known that Brenda and Josh were having sex together , even if it came out sounding awkward. It's kinda personal, and you don't have to answer.

I wasn't sure I wanted him to hear my question, but I decided that I wanted to know the answer more than I wanted to avoid any potential embarrassment.

Brenda smiled at me warmly, even compassionately, but without a hint of condescension. For a few seconds, she stared thoughtfully at the ceiling. I was gratified that, even if it was a dumb question, she was at least trying to take me seriously. She turned to look directly at me. Transcendent -- does that sound too pretentious? It feels like I'm being filled up -- like a part of me that's supposed to be there is finally where it belongs.

When Josh is inside me, my whole body tingles; every nerve ending is buzzing. Like I've never been more alive. And when I come -- when WE come -- it's just the most incredible release. Like all the tension in my body is just dissolving into space, and Josh and I are almost merging into a single being. Josh was shifting in his seat.

I mean, I've never experienced it, so I can't really know. I mean, heck -- I've never even seen a real penis. And you're what -- twenty? And I'm still a couple months shy of nineteen. Then he seemed to relax, and broke into a big grin. And Josh, here, just happens to have one handy. And we haven't got anything better to do for the next few hours -- or days -- anyway.

He framed his hands around his groin. I hadn't meant for things to go in this direction, but if they both really meant what they were saying, I didn't want to let the opportunity pass, either. Brenda moved over to help him, and soon his jeans were a blue puddle around his ankles, which he stepped out of, and kicked them aside. I could see the pouch in his briefs, and was already plenty fascinated by that.

Then he moved closer to me, so I could get a good close look at his male organ. I didn't speak, at first. I was simply fascinated by what I was seeing. A fleshy hose hung down a few inches from his thatch of pubic hair; it almost looked like a miniature elephant's trunk, with a little knob at the end of it. A pair of fleshy sacks were tucked in behind it. But as soon as I touched it, it jumped and twitched in response.

Instinctively, I pulled my hand away, eliciting more laughter from Brenda and Josh. Actually, it feels good -- really good -- when you touch it. It continued to respond to my touch; I noticed it seemed to be growing in my hand, getting bigger and stiffer. Before long, it was hard enough to stand straight out from Josh's body, without any help from me.

I felt an eager tingling sensation in my girl-parts. Grinning, I turned to Brenda. Aren't you proud of yourself? A clear fluid was beginning to ooze from the little hole at the tip. I checked it with one of the fingers on my other hand, and found it was very slippery.

So I ran the palm of my hand up his shaft and cupped it over the end, and back down, smearing the slippery stuff all along his length. It was like a lubricant, and my hand slid much more smoothly on his penis. The more I stroked him, the more the clear fluid oozed out, and I continued smearing it down the shaft.

Every time I cupped my hand over the end, the whole penis seemed to expand and grow in response to my touch. Josh's eyes were closed, and his head was rolling back. I turned toward Brenda, grinning. Are you ready for the next step? Put it in your mouth. At first, I just put my lips on the spongy head-knob, and lightly sucked on it. The clear fluid had a salty taste, and I began to use my tongue to lick along the sides of Josh's shaft.

Then I began to move my head up and down, in time with my hand-movements. By now, he was breathing heavily, and rocking his hips in time with my movements. I began to notice a different taste from his penis, kind-of starchy-flavored. You probably want to take him out of your mouth, but keep stroking him with your hand, harder and faster. Streams of thick white fluid erupted from the tip, arcing through the air, and splashing randomly on Josh's belly and legs, and on my arms, face and hair.

I flinched back in surprise. I found myself wondering how many times the two of them had had sex on that very bed. My vagina was sopping wet and slippery, even though I hadn't touched it at all. It was utterly fascinating. What do you think, Josh? You wanna try again? I mean, when I held it and stroked it, it just got big! And then it just shot that white stuff -- that's his semen, right?

So, when you guys have sex, he puts it in your. That's what I meant. REAL, than using 'technical words' like 'penis' and 'vagina' and 'intercourse'. I tried it out in my own mind, and decided I liked it. I want to feel a cock in my pussy! As he spoke, he peeled his shirt off over his head, so he was completely naked.

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