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THE MAGIC OF VIDEO
I’d gotten another three messages on the machine from coeds
interested in participating in my so-called Humanities study. Out of
these only one really sounded promising; an eighteen year old Bio-Med
major who’d just moved into the area. I called her back and
introduced myself, going over with her what the study was about and
what would be required of her. Her name was Ann, and she sounded
bright, though possibly a little naive. She agreed to be
interviewed, and we set up an appointment for three that afternoon at
her apartment near campus. I gathered up my video camera, quite
possibly the best investment I’d ever made, and popped a blank tape
into it before optimistically heading out.
***
"Hi," she said as she answered the door, looking first at me, then
the camera. She was fairly short, maybe about five-three, but she was
pretty, slender, and well built. Her dark blue T-shirt and faded blue
jeans did nothing to conceal her large breasts and full, curvy hips.
Her curly blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail and her blue eyes
were innocent and inquisitive. She was ideal, and I hoped she was as
trusting as she looked.
"Hello," I answered cordially. "I’m here to do the interview?"
"Are you the one I talked to on the phone?" She seemed a little
cautious, but her eyes betrayed nothing more than curiosity. Perfect.
"The very one." I flashed her a smile and extended my hand. "I’m
Rick."
She took it briefly, her cheeks dimpling prettily as she smiled
back, revealing white and perfect teeth. "I’m Ann."
She opened the door to her apartment wider and ushered me in,
and I quickly surveyed it. Two-bedroom apartment, clean, well-furnished,
well-decorated. Lots of pastels. Definitely a chick pad.
Ann took a seat on the peach-colored sofa, and I sat opposite her
in a comfortable matching easy chair. I began to officially set up the
camera, which had been on the whole time, and I went through the last of
what to expect with her.
"Most of the questions will be about your personal life and may
seem a bit uncomfortable, but they are really vital to getting reliable
information about the lives of students here at college." I smiled
disarmingly. "Just relax, and remember that everything you say will be
totally confidential. Nothing you say will shock or offend me, believe
me, I’ve heard it all."
She smiled and nodded, crossing her legs and resting her hands
on her knee. The term ‘girl next door’ seemed to have been invented for
her.
"All right. First off, you said that you’d just moved here from up
north. Is this your first time living away from home?"
"Yes," she answered.
"Do you live alone, or do you have a roomate?"
"I have a roommate, her name’s Vicki. She and I have best friends
since junior high."
I looked down the hall. "Is she home at the moment?"
"No, she has classes right now."
So far, so good. "Okay, so you get along well with your roommate,
I take it?"
Ann nodded. "Yeah, we’re pretty close."
"That’s good. So how are you handling your first time away from
home? Things must be pretty stressful for you, with this being your
first quarter at college and all."
She shrugged, making her tits rise attractively. "It’s a little
tough I guess, but I think I’m adjusting."
"That’s good. What do you do for fun? Any hobbies? Boyfriend?"
She glanced down at the coffee table. "No, no boyfriend. I’ve
really been too busy getting moved in and everything to do much."
"There’s got to be something you do to let off steam, I see you
don’t even have a television."
She shrugged again. "I like reading, and listening to music
sometimes."
"In the social regard, have you met anyone here yet you’re
attracted to?"
Ann smiled self-consciously. "Yeah, I guess so. There’s a few
guys in my classes I like."
"But as far as emotional or sexual relationships, you don’t
currently have anyone?"
"Uh, no."
"When was your last relationship? In high school?"
"Yes. In my sophomore year."
"But for the last two years you’ve been without, so to speak?"
She blushed and smiled. "Yeah."
"Was it a sexual relationship?"
She looked down at the floor. "No."
"So you’re still a virgin, then?" She looked up and turned an
exquisite shade of red. "There’s nothing to be embarrassed about," I
said. This was looking better and better all the time. "I think it’s
admirable in this day and age, though I imagine it must be a little
frustrating. Do you masturbate?"
She shifted nervously on the couch, looking down somewhere by
my feet. She hesitated, then slowly nodded with an embarrassed smile.
I felt my cock begin to stir. Now we were getting somewhere.
"Well, that’s definitely a good way to relieve stress," I said with a
reassuring smile. "Is there any particular way you masturbate?
Everyone seems to have their own preferences."
She seemed to hesitate. Time to throw something out and see if
she bites.
"Do you prefer clitoral or vaginal stimulation?"
"Uh, clitoral, I guess," she said quietly, her face staying an
attractive violet color.
"That certainly seems to be the favorite way to go," I said. She
smiled sheepishly. "Do you use your fingers, or something else?"
"My fingers, usually," she mumbled, looking up at the camera.
She was starting to look rather anxious.
"You’re doing fine, Ann," I told her reassuringly. "Just relax,
and pretend the camera’s not there." She nodded and took a deep breath,
which she let out with a smile.
"Perfect. I don’t mean to be prying, but this is important for my
research. How often do you masturbate? Once a week? A few times a
week? Every day?"
She glanced away shyly. I doubt that she knew how sexy that
looked. "Every day," she answered.
"Really?" I said with an expression of mild surprise. "Wow.
You’re a very active young woman. Ah, the energy of youth..." I
grinned, and she smiled coyly.
"Have you masturbated today, yet?" She slowly shook her head.
"Well, this may seem a bit forward, but I really need some documentary
type material for my research, you know, for sex education and such.
Would you be willing to, uh, demonstrate your technique for the camera?"
She looked at me uncertainly. "Don’t worry," I added quickly.
"Your face won’t be in it. It’d really help a lot with my study on the
sexuality of young women."
I could see her wavering, then she slowly nodded, flashing an
anxious smile.
"Wonderful, Ann," I said, barely able to conceal the excitement in
my voice. "You’re being an incredible help. all right now, I’ll talk
you through it. Just relax, and do what you’d normally do."
She leaned back on the couch, her hands resting on the tops of
her thighs. "Okay, just reach down and unbutton your pants." My voice
was husky with arousal, but I don't think she noticed. Ann reached
down, avoiding looking at me or the camera, and slowly unbuttoned her
fly, then lifted her butt and slid her pants down to her knees. Her
face was so red it almost looked sunburnt. The sight of her smooth
thighs and her pink cotton panties made my cock jump.
"Very good. All right, just do what you’d normally do. Forget
about me and the camera, and think of your favorite fantasy." She
closed her eyes, and hesitantly slid her right hand under her panties.
I zoomed in on her crotch as she moved her hand over her mound and
between her legs. She began rubbing herself slowly beneath her
underwear, an expression of serene concentration on her face. I
watched for a few moments, giving her a chance to get warmed up.
"I wonder, could you maybe pull your panties down a little, to get
a better angle?"
She did so, gradually revealing her young virgin pussy both to the
camera and my hungry eyes. She had a tiny patch of blondish pubes
which did nothing to hide her distended, moist-looking labia. Her pouty
slit was tiny and looked incredibly tight. I had a feeling that I could
suck her entire pussy into my mouth without any trouble.
"Oh yes," I said thickly, unable to hide my desire. "Beautiful,
Ann. Beautiful."
She kept her eyes closed as she began to slowly stroke herself,
sliding her middle finger over the top of her slit and down between the
lips with every pass. Her finger looked wet, and her labia glistened as
they opened and closed slightly under her touch. I panned up her body,
past her boobs as they shuddered under her shirt, and up to her face.
Her eyebrows knitted and relaxed, almost frowning as she rubbed her
clit. Her small tongue flicked out to lick her dry lips. I dropped
the camera back down to her pussy, feeling my mouth watering and my
cock throbbing uncontrollably.
I decided it was about time to get in on the "research" myself. I
set the camera down on the coffee table, angling it so that it wouldn’t
miss anything. I walked quietly over to Ann’s side of the table, then
got down on my knees and moved until I was practically between her legs.
I lowered my head down toward her crotch, already able to smell the
stimulating, totally female scent of her flowing pussy. I moved my face
right up to her tiny cunt, her stroking finger no more than an inch away
from my nose. I raised my chin and slowly moved forward, feeling her
flinch as I kissed the wet split of her pussy lips and the finger between
them.
She gasped and looked down, and I gave her little slit a slow,
lingering lick before she could respond. She was looking at me with an
expression of shock, but her arousal was plain.
"Do you like that, Ann?" I asked quietly, giving her fresh, tasty
slit another slurp as I waited for a reply.
She hesitated for a moment, then nodded breathlessly. She dropped
the hand she had been using to masturbate with onto the couch and
moaned as I placed my wide open mouth over her pussy. Sure enough, I
could suck the whole slit from top to bottom. Her firm, delicate twat
lips popped into my mouth, and I increased my sucking pressure as I
slid my tongue back and forth over them, then up over her clit. She
whimpered, and her butt jerked up reflexively toward my face.
I ate her like a starving man for a few minutes, then paused to
suck on my left index finger before slowly inserted it into her snatch.
I didn’t need the spit as she was already incredibly wet, like she’d
sprung a leak.
Ann wasn’t just leaking, she was almost pouring. Her hot virgin
pussy felt snug even around just one finger. Two would stretch her,
and even though I wasn’t the most well-endowed guy in the world, my
pecker would likely split her in two. I was eager to try, though, if
Ann was willing. I continued to suck and slurp at her little slit as
I slowly fucked her with my finger, and in a short time she came off
with a cute little yelp, humping her delicious pussy against my face
as she writhed on the couch.
It was obvious that she’d never taken a cock in her twat before,
but I wondered if she was an oral virgin as well.
"That was very good, Ann," I told her sincerely. "Very good.
Now, just sit up a little. Keep your eyes closed." She obeyed
without hesitating, sitting up straight with her eyes closed as I
stood and quietly unbuttoned my pants. "That’s it. Now, open your
mouth a little," I said, hauling out my cock, which jerked wildly
in anticipation.
She held her mouth open like she was at the dentist. "Stick out
your tongue a bit if you would... there." She did, her short and
round tongue glistening pinkly as it stuck out over her bottom lip.
I slowly guided my cock toward her mouth, letting just the tip of the
head touch her tongue. She flinched a little and opened her eyes wide,
staring at the bobbing tube-steak in front of her.
"Have you ever sucked one before, Ann?" I asked quietly, looking
down at her. She shook her head without taking her eyes off it, then
slowly extended her tongue to touch the tip again. It seemed she was in
the mood to try, anyway. She placed her hand around the shaft, holding
onto it gently as she explored the head with her soft, warm tongue.
I held still and let her grow accustomed to the feel and taste of her
new best friend, enjoying the teasing sensations of her wet mouth snail
sliding over my throbbing glans. Soon, she was aquainted with it enough
to take the head of my cock into her small mouth and start sucking on it
like it was a Blow-Pop. I rolled my eyes and groaned as she swirled her
tongue over the knob, her head bobbing slowly back and forth and her
cheeks hollowing as she sucked hard at my meat. I ran my fingers
through her hair affectionately to let her know that she was doing good.
"Oh, yeah. That’s wonderful," I whispered encouragingly, and she
began to take more of my cock into her hot mouth, spreading her spit
around on my shaft as she bobbed her head a little faster. Despite her
inexperience, I realized that she was going to suck the cum right out of
my nuts in a very short time. I placed my hands on her head and gently
pushed her away, my cock popping out of her mouth with a slurping noise.
She looked up at me questioningly as she licked her wet lips. I knelt and
placed my cock against her slick pussy, slowly sliding it up and down as I
looked her in the eyes. "Do you want me to make you a woman, Ann?"
She fell back against the cushion and nodded, closing her eyes
and biting her lower lip. I felt my head spin as I poked the head of my
spit-slick cock between the slippery but very tight lips of her pussy.
She was letting me, a complete stranger, deflower her at three thirty in
the afternoon on the peach colored couch of her new apartment. God, I
love my work.
I felt her tiny cunt begin to stretch as I pushed the helmet of my
pulsing dick inside her. She was already so tight that I felt like I was
going to shoot off any second from the pressure of her squeezing flesh,
but I gritted my teeth and continued pushing in very slowly, giving her
time to adjust to my intruding cock. She was breathing quickly, a slight
frown on her young and pretty face.
I was about halfway into her now, her hot, wet pussy clenching my
cock like a vise. Suddenly, I felt my cock lurch, and I felt my balls
suddenly tighten and begin pumping. Ann’s tight little box was too much
for me, and I groaned in a combination of disappointment and ecstasy as
my cock erupted and began shooting two weeks worth of pent up cum
into her virgin snatch.
Ann gasped in surprise as a gob of my sperm squeezed out of her
pussy and dribbled down her ass and onto the sofa. I grabbed her hips
tightly, wanting very much to thrust my cock further into her as I came,
but I managed to resist. Ann had been very sporting, and I didn’t want
to punish her for it.
I must’ve been coming right against her hymen, because my jizz
continued to leak back out of her and slide down the crack of her ass.
Finally, my cock stopped spasming, and I had to sit back to catch my
breath. My penis slipped out of her over-lubed cunt with a deliciously
nasty sucking noise, releasing yet another mini-flood of semen to join
the messy pool on the sofa under her tight little butt. I hoped the
couch was scotch-guarded.
"Wow," she said breathily. "That was... neat."
"Sorry I couldn’t get the job done on the first try," I said with a
smile, "but I’m willing to give it another shot if you are." She nodded
emphatically, shooting a glance at the clock.
"Okay, but we have to hurry. My roomate’ll be back in a half-hour."
I nodded, then touched my index and middle finger to her swollen and
sticky twat, slowly sliding them inside her. She was a little looser, but
her hymen was still intact. My cock was staying at about half-mast, but
probably wouldn’t stay that way for long with a hot young lady like Ann
starting to grind her pelvis against my fingers. I realized foolishly
that I hadn’t even seen her tits yet.
I removed my fingers from her pussy and slowly lifted the hem of
her shirt, revealing first her smooth slender stomach and then the beige
cups of her bra. C’s, I thought, which on a girl with Ann’s small frame
were pretty impressive. She helped me pull her shirt off, then needed no
encouragement to reach around and unhook her bra, letting her firm
fleshy globes loose only to have them immediately covered by my hands.
Her tits were soft and bouncy, holding their perky shape
marvelously even without the bra to hold them. Her brown nipples were
large and already hard, and I tweaked them lightly between my fingers,
making Ann gasp and helping wonderfully to revive my cock. I bent and
sucked at her sweet nipples for a few moments, sliding my two fingers
back into her welcoming cunt. I slid them in and out as I lapped and
sucked at her nipples, and soon she was squirming and panting, my cock
quickly rising back to full strength.
I withdrew my fingers and re-introduced my cock to her pussy. It
slid fairly easily into her dripping hole until it was in about halfway
again, then I felt the resistance of her cum-soaked hymen against the
head of my dick.
"This is probably going to hurt a little," I warned. "If it gets
too much, just tell me to stop, and I will." She nodded and closed her
eyes again, getting a tight grip on the cushion as I prepared to make
her a full-fledged woman, which was no small honor considering I was
just an average shmuck who only met her a half-hour ago.
I pushed my hips forward, firmly pushing my cock against her
maidenhood and feeling it stretch for a moment, then suddenly break.
I felt her pussy tweak my cock as she flinched, whimpering softly and
digging her fingers into the couch. I held still until she relaxed
again, then kept pushing until my balls slapped against the cheeks of
her cum-sticky ass. I couldn’t believe that her tiny little twat had
taken all of me. The head of my cock was probably nudging her uterus.
It felt great.
Ann sighed and flashed me a smile, seeming to think it was pretty
good too. I slowly pulled back until my rod almost slipped out, then
pushed back in. There was a little blood on my dick, but not much. She
didn’t seem to be a bleeder. I began to set up a slow rhythm, groaning as
her oh-so-tight pussy clung wetly to my cock as I fucked it in and out of
her hot young body. I began to go a little faster as she stretched a
little more, but it was still by far the tightest fuck I’d ever had.
She was moaning and gasping steadily, then her cries suddenly
increased as she leaned forward and grabbed my shoulders, holding onto
me tightly as she had her first orgasm on a driving and thrusting cock.
And judging by the way she jerked and shuddered, it was a big one.
I smiled as she fell back panting on the couch, making cute little
cooing sounds in her throat as her orgasm wound down. But she wasn’t
done yet, not if I could help it. I’d just climaxed a few minutes ago,
and I figured I probably give her one more good cum before her tightly
sucking pussy got the better of me.
Pulling out for a moment, I stood, then bend my knees out to the
sides, lowering myself so that I could pump into her from a higher angle.
I quickly slid my cock back in, as it was already missing the heat of her
pussy. I began fucking her again, my wet bone sliding against her clit
on every stroke. She started gasping and groaning again, and came even
quicker than I thought she would. This time her cunt clamped down and
fluttered along the length of my cock, making me feel like blowing my
load right then. She arched her back, and clawed at the couch with her
fingers as she grunted and made sexy Oh-God-I’m-Fucking-Cumming-Again
faces.
She fell limp, but I kept at her, going slowly as she recovered but
then picking up the pace again. She grabbed onto my forearms and
squeezed tightly as I fucked her sweet little brains out. I was
getting close, and was I debating whether or not to cum inside her when
she suddenly tensed and came yet again, this time screaming loudly and
flopping on the couch like a beached fish.
Jesus, this was one horny little coed! None of the other women I’d
ever been with had cum so fast or so hard. Her pussy squeezed down on
me again, and I felt my second load beginning to rise in my balls. I
quickly pulled out of her and stood up, my cock jerking and dangerously
close to spewing all over Ann’s stomach. That wouldn’t have been too
bad, but I had something better in mind. Luckily, the rumbling in my
balls died down, only a thin trickle of cum escaping to drool down from
the tip of my knob.
I waited until Ann came back to reality, then smiled and wagged
my leaking cock at her. She smiled back shakily and leaned forward, not
hesitating for a second to take my semen-drooling, bloodstained, pussy-
juice covered cock into her cute little mouth. I loved that in a woman,
and I began hoping that Ann would agree to be "interviewed" again sometime
soon.
She sucked lovingly at my sticky shaft, only able to take about half
of it in her mouth, but working hard on all she could get. She even
reached up and cupped my balls gently in her hand, and that prompted
them to draw up and release a hot load of cum into her sucking mouth. I
grunted at the super-intense sensations of my second climax as Ann
gagged on my sperm. A little escaped her mouth, trickling down her chin
and hanging there like a milky icicle. She kept sucking until I was empty,
then let my softening cock escape from her lips. She looked up at me with
my cum dripping from her chin, and I smiled at her.
"That was great, Ann," I told her, reaching down and wiping the
cum from her chin. She blushed and smiled, and I almost came again as I
saw her swallow, drinking down the last of my sperm. Oh God. She was a
hot one, all right. I couldn’t resist bending down and kissing her sticky
lips, feeling a genuine affection that had so far been lacking from my
adventures. She kissed me back, then suddenly pulled away.
"My roommate! I’ve got to get cleaned up." She pulled her clothes
back on and looked uncertainly down at the large cum stain on the couch.
"Will that stuff come out?" She asked in a concerned voice.
"It should," I replied, buckling my pants. "Just wipe it up and use a
wet cloth to rub it out."
"Okay," she said, looking a bit flustered as she ran to the kitchen.
"Listen," I said. "The interview was great, and I’d really love to
see you again."
She came back with a towel and a spray bottle, looking a little
uncertain. "Uh, I’ll call you, okay?" She flashed a smile as I gathered
up the camera. "That was really... nice."
I smiled back. "Promise to call me?" She nodded. I bent down
and gave her a quick peck on the forehead before heading for the door.
In Ann’s case, good things certainly did come in small packages.
*End*
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