It was just our first time together. We’d do better with practice.
“You were wonderful,” I said as we cuddled afterward.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” Julie said.
That sounded good. Auspicious, even. I kept running my hand over Julie’s naked skin, and she gave me sexy little looks that let me know she liked the way I touched her. At one point she reached down for my cock and was surprised to discover that I was hard again.
I don’t see why she didn’t expect that. I’m a healthy 19-year-old heterosexual male, and she’s a hot babe who happened to be naked right then. OF COURSE I was hard! Who wouldn’t be!?
I put on another condom and we had a second round of sex. This time things happened a lot slower, and we did it for a lot longer. I was able to prevent myself from cumming until after she had a nice, long, gentle orgasm. She looked so happy. It was great.
I convinced her to spend the night in my room. We had sex in the middle of the night and again in the morning before she went back to her sorority. Two of my roommates were in the common area when we opened my door so Julie could go home. She made a show of giving me a nice hot kiss before she left. She knew my roommates would be impressed that I’d spent the night with a girl, so she wanted to make sure they understood there was nothing platonic about our relationship.
I appreciated it.
“Damn, Ben. Isn’t she one of the girls you invited to the comedy show?” my friend Mike asked.
“I can confirm that,” I said.
“How in hell did you convince her to spend the night with a dweeb like you?” Mike said.
“When we were talking she mentioned that she thought my roommates are a bunch of losers. She said she decided to go out with me because the comparison made it so obvious that I’m a mature man rooming with three immature little boys.”
“Hardy har har,” Mike said.
Julie gave me a nice warm smile when I saw her in class. Her sorority sisters smiled too; I realized Julie told them we hooked up. It was hard to concentrate on the lecture because I kept looking over at Julie. She winked at me. Winked! No woman had ever done that before. It was just a wink, but at that moment it felt like a very big deal.
I had a girlfriend! Instead of thinking about class, I spent most of the time thinking of ways to ask Julie to go on another date.
What I didn’t know yet was that Julie didn’t care much about going out on formal dates. She was mainly interested in going to my room so we could have sex. We had a lot of sex over the next several weeks. I had to buy more condoms.
If things hadn’t been going so well, I would have thought to call Grandpa Frank to get his advice on what to do next. Not calling Grandpa turned out to be a big mistake.
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That sounds ominous, doesn’t it? In Part 2, Ben learns a hard lesson and meets a new woman.
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