Date: Mon, 11 Jul 2005 11:23:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: HHH <up_for_anything44@yahoo.com>
Subject: First time for everything - Part 2 (bi/college)

Disclaimer:  The story is mine and mine alone, don't
steal.  This is part twoof some of my experiences.
I'd love to get feedback and comments.  The more I get
the more I will write.  up_for_anything44@yahoo.com  I
am also on Yahoo messenger, so you can chat with me if
you like.
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Part 2

The internet is a wonderful invention, especially for
young, horny guys.  I had moved into my dorm with my
roommate and since it was the first time I really had
access to a high speed connection, I spent most of my
time on the internet.  I had moved out of state to go
to school, so I knew very little about the city, the
social life, and the school in general.  My roommate
on the other hand, had lived in the area his whole
life and would often times not come back to the room
for days.  This meant a lot of alone time for me.  Its
not that he and I didn't get along, we just had
different priorities.

I sat at my computer one Friday night just trying to
decide what I wanted to do.  My friends from high
school were not online so I decided to try some local
chat rooms.  I just about decided to give up on
finding a hook up when I got an instant message.  I
didn't recognize the name, so I assumed it was someone
from the chat room.  I scanned the people in the room
and still didn't find the name; the person's profile
was blank too.  Well this was interesting I thought.
So I sent a message back:

PimpyJ:  Hi, what's up?
Me: Not much, you?
PimpyJ:  Oh, not much
Me:  So where did you find my screen name?
PimpyJ:  Oh that, well I was looking through some
forums and saw I could IM you, so I did

By this time I figured my new "friend" was just some
computer dork like me and just wanted to talk shop.  I
asked the person the standard age/sex question and was
surprised with the response:

PimpyJ:  18/f u?
Me:  18/m
PimpyJ:  Cool, so what are you into?
Me:  Oh I am open to doing anything.  I figure I will
try anything once
PimpyJ:  Oh really?  I prefer to try things twice
since I might be nervous the first time and ruin the
experience

By now I was sporting a good chubby.  I started
messaging my cock and getting more and more worked up.
 I thought I might as well be blunt with her and ask
her some stuff to help me blow my load, because I
didn't want to beat around the bush for an hour.

Me:  Do you ever masturbate?
PimpyJ:  Getting a little direct, huh?  Well since you
asked, yes I do.  I assume you do too?
Me:  haha, yeah almost daily
PimpyJ:  Almost?  I have to do it daily or I just
can't sit still.
Me:  you little vixen you, where are you from?

Here is a bit of a kicker.  It took me forever to find
out that she was just visiting a friend at the school
that I was now attending.  Ironic?  I thought so.
Lucky?  Well, I was about to find out.

Me:  So why aren't you and your friend going out?
PimpyJ:  Oh she is going through something with her
boyfriend and I am pretty sure I just got ditched for
the night.
Me:  nice friend
PimpyJ:  it happens

I wanted to get back to the sex chat, but I didn't
want to push it now that I knew there was actually
chance we could meet.  I mean there wasn't 400 miles
between us or anything.  So I decided to ask about her
name.

Me:  what's your screen name mean
PimpyJ:  oh, I like to pimp boys
Me:  oh really, what does that entail?
PimpyJ:  why, are you interested in some work?
Me:  well I've got nothing else to do tonight
PimpyJ:  are you bi?
Me:  gross, no!
PimpyJ:  first off, it's not gross; secondly at least
half the guys I know admit to being at least curious,
the other half are lying to themselves
Me:  well I can assure you, I am not curious or lying
to myself
PimpyJ: Sure, have you ever tasted your own cum?

Uh oh...  I was getting on a touchy subject now.  I was
trying to decide if I should be honest and risk her
truly being grossed out, or lying more.  The fact is,
since my gas station bj I had been trying my cum
since.  In fact, I could hardly jerk off anymore
without at least tasing my pre-cum (which is extremely
sweet stuff).  I decided, I'd come clean.  It seemed
like she already knew the answer anyway.

Me:  sure, I've tried it, but that doesn't mean I am
gay
PimpyJ:  no one said you were gay honey.  So did you
like it?
Me:  um...  yeah
PimpyJ:  prrrs  and you've never thought of tasting
another guy's?
Me:  well, not really, what's the point I have my own?
PimpyJ:  you're not curious how different it might
taste or what it feels like to have it squirted in
your mouth?

I was rock hard at this point, and I think I would
have fucked a sheep for relief.  She had me wrapped
around her finger and I was willing to do anything to
make her happy so I might have the chance of meeting
her.

Me:  I've never really thought about it before, but
the thought of it kind of turns me on.  I mean I
always liked watching girls get facials and wondered
what it was like...
PimpyJ:  good boy, would you suck another guy for that
experience?
Me:  oh I dunno, I think I'd do almost anything right
now to make you happy
PimpyJ:  oh making me happy is worth your time, trust
me

I couldn't stand it anymore; I had to meet this girl.
I was about 2 second from cumming down my leg, so I
had to pop the question.

Me:  wanna meet up?

Much to my surprise, she said yes.  I had no idea what
was going to happen, but I hoped it involved me
blowing a huge load.  I gave her directions to my
room, since I knew my roommate was gone for the
weekend.  I went down to the front door and waited for
her.  Since neither of us had seen a picture of each
other, I was just going on blind faith that she might
be hot.  Even if she was a dog I would let her suck me
off.  The last time I got head it was from some online
hook up.  She was chubby, but willing so I went for
it.  She wasn't as good as my first time, but I
doubted if anything would really rank up there with
that experience.

I had told the "pimp" that I was wearing a red shirt,
so I would be hard to miss.  I was the only one down
at the door and it just felt like everyone was looking
at me.  It didn't really occur to me, until that
second that I could have been talking to a guy.  I
started to wonder if I would really suck another guy
off, when someone stopped in front of me.

"Hi"

I turned to find my "friend" from high school, the
girl that sucked me in that gas station, Jenny.  A
million things ran through my head at once when I saw
her and I am sure my face went ghost white then bright
red.

"Uh...  What are you doing here?"

"Come on, you don't think it was a little weird that
some girl "might" have found your name on a forum and
just "happened" to be at the exact same school that
you were at and wanted to talk sex?"

That pretty much confirmed what I had feared.  Its one
thing for a stranger to know your secrets, its
something completely else when it's someone you know.

"I thought I just got extremely lucky," I replied.  I
am pretty sure I was shivering in the warm Texas air.

"Well, you're about to get lucky," she gave me that
smile again and I am pretty sure I pitched a tent in
my jeans in one second.

She took me by the hand and we headed up to my room.
I asked about the pimpy name and she said it was just
something she used when she didn't want to be known or
bothered by friends.  I was disappointed, at that
point I would have let her pimp me out to anyone, but
I was about to get everything I wanted.

We got into my room and she shut and locked the door.
She turned to me and asked, "So have you been tasting
yourself?"

"Well," I stuttered thinking I might have a chance to
back out now, but I knew Jenny didn't go to this
school and it seemed like she had this all planned.  I
decided it might be fun to tell her everything and see
how she reacts, "I rarely jerk off now without tasting
either my cum or pre cum."

"I knew you were a good boy," she pulled her shirt
over her head.  She wasn't wearing a bra, which
explained why her tits were bouncing all over the
place when we walked up the stairs.  She came near me
without touching me and said, "Now tell me more."

"Like what?"  I really didn't know where to go from
here.  I mean any straight guy admitting he liked his
cum was pretty dramatic.

"Tell me what you would do to suck on my nipples."

"Anything," I replied as honestly as I could.

"Would you suck a cock for me?"

I just nodded my head, hoping that if I didn't say it
then it wouldn't be as true as I knew it was."

"Good boy," she said and she kicked her shoes off.

She now stood before me in just her shorts.  Her long
legs snaked up to the bottom of the shorts that barely
contained her ass.  Her nipples were hard from the AC
and her tits hung just perfectly off her chest.  Her
hair was long and black and she just smiled at me
knowing I was taking in every inch of her body.  She
put a finger to her mouth to act like an innocent
little girl trying to think of something, she squeezed
her big soft tits together, while she thought.

"Would you let him fill your mouth with cum and share
it with me like we did at the gas station?"

"God yes," I said, just remembering that almost made
me cum.

"Good boy, now sit down."

I sat on the couch and she undressed me.  I wasn't
wearing much but it seemed like she had me naked
pretty quickly.  My cock was extremely hard and the
veins were bulging out.  She took her shorts off and
dropped her panties too.  Since I was right at eye
level with her pussy, I thought she'd want to me to
lick her.  I started to move forward, when she pushed
me back and gave me a look.

"You don't get that yet."

My mouth was watering to just taste her pussy.  She,
unlike almost all porn girls, just trimmed.  She had a
nice little patch of black fur right above her pussy
and her pussy lips were still a little hairy.  I
didn't mind at all and just wanted to part her lips
with my tongue.

She had other ideas though.  I laid back on the couch
and just let me huge hard on speak for itself.  She
climbed up on the couch and planted her pussy right on
the underside of my cock.  If you're ever grinded with
a girl in a car, you know the exact position.  We both
looked down to see her pussy lips pushed to either
side of my cock.  My cock head was shining with precum
and it almost looked like she had the cock, not me.

She started rubbing her wetness all over my cock,
getting close to the head, but never enough to for me
to enter her.  She leaned forward and I was buried in
her tits.  I completely forgot about my urge to fuck
her and just started pushing her nipples together so I
could suck and lick them at the same time.  She
rewarded me by lifting herself just slightly to impale
herself on my rod.  And I do mean impale.  She slammed
down so hard on my cock; I thought she might break it.
 I was lost though, the air and left my lungs and all
I could think about was the wetness and firm grip that
had just wrapped around my cock.

She was grinding her clit right into my groin and
holding my head on her tits.  I lightly bit one of her
nipples and she screamed for me to do it harder.  I
twisted one while I rolled the other with my teeth and
it was all over for her.  She slammed down on my cock
once more and came.  I felt her pussy grip around my
cock and I couldn't hold it anymore.  I shot my wad
straight into her pussy and she just wiggled her ass
around my cock to make sure my cum had filled every
inch of her.

We sat motionless for a minute, my cock was still very
hard, and her pussy was extremely wet.  She started to
rock back and forth and I asked if she was up for
round 2.  I never heard what her response was because
she lifted off my cock so fast and had her pussy on my
mouth before I knew what was happening.  I
instinctively started licking her pussy and had
forgotten what I just did to her.  She must have been
holding it in her because suddenly my cum came rushing
out.  I tried to lick it up because I knew it would
please her, but I couldn't take it all and it ran down
my chin to my chest.

"Eat that cum boy."

Those words were the last thing I remember her saying.
 I cleaned her up and she returned the favor.  We
kissed for a few minutes sharing what we had both just
tasted and then she dressed and left.  No good-bye, no
nothing.  In fact, I am not sure if she ever dressed.
I was still trying to figure out why we always kissed
AFTER the sex, but I didn't care.

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