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My College Adventures – 1 
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)

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My name is Jake Trenton. I am in my fifties now. This 
is the story of my sex life while at college. Part 1 
describes how I lost my virginity to a sixteen-year 
old high school girl while at college. (M/f-teen, 
underage, 1st)

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Chapter 1: Nancy – You Always Remember Your First 

My name is Jake Trenton. I was in college in the 
early seventies. It was a medium size university in 
the Midwest. At the time I was eighteen and a member 
of a fraternity known for having wild theme parties. 
As a freshman, I was required to live in the dorm.

Even though it was in the heart of the sexual 
revolution, I was still a virgin. I was always a 
little shy around girls and didn't even have a date 
yet for the weekend party. The theme was "Pajama 
Party". Everyone was supposed to wear some kind of 
pajamas. (The whole point was to see the coeds in 
their nighties.)

Upstairs was a party room with dancing and drinks. We 
always made a "drink of the night." This week it was 
to be Screwdrivers, made in a large tub for everyone 
to dip their mugs into.

In the basement was the make-out room. Here all the 
mattresses in the whole house were laid on the floor 
and there were dim red lights and soft, pulsating 
music.

Anyway, I was too shy to ask anyone to put on their 
PJ's and join me at this kind of party for a first 
date.

On Wednesday of that week I was at the local coffee 
house, alone and studying when the waitress 
approached me asking if I wanted a refill. She was a 
very cute shorthaired blond. I noticed both her cute 
face and nice body beneath her tight tee shirt. She 
was braless (as were most of the girls then) and 
appeared to have B or C-cup breasts. Her butt was 
nice and round outlined in her jeans. Her nametag 
read Nancy.

She noticed my fraternity tee shirt and asked if that 
was the fraternity with all those wild parties. I 
said yes and asked if she had ever been to one? She 
told me no but that she always wanted to go.

I took a chance told her about Saturday's party and 
asked if she would like to be my date? She jumped at 
the chance and said yes.

When we started to make arrangements, she was 
hesitant about me picking her up at her place so she 
arranged to meet me at the frat house at 8:00. I 
didn't know it at the time but she lived in town and 
didn't go to the university. I also didn't know she 
wasn't eighteen like I assumed. 

I reminded her to wear her pajamas. She asked what 
kind and I told her to wear whatever she would be 
comfortable in. I didn't want to freak her out by 
telling her to wear her sexiest nightie.

When Saturday night came, I waited anxiously by the 
door. I watched as an endless parade of coeds came in 
dressed in everything from conservative cotton 
pajamas to sexy almost see-through nighties. I myself 
had on a pair of long sleeve, long pant cotton PJ's.

When Nancy finally arrived, I was disappointed. She 
was dressed in jeans and a tee shirt. I asked if she 
forgot it was a pajama party and she explained that 
she couldn't leave her place in her PJ's but not to 
worry.

Once inside she pealed off her jeans and top, 
revealing the cutest little nightshirt. It was pink 
cotton with teddy bears on the front. It was so 
short; it barely hid the matching pink cotton panties 
beneath it. It was so tight, I could clearly see the 
outline of her breasts, which I could now tell were 
cute B-cups. 

It was a look I always liked. I began getting a 
hardon and remembered I didn't wear undershorts 
beneath my pajamas. I hoped it would not be too 
visible.

Anyway we spent some time fast dancing and drinking 
from the Screwdriver tub. We didn't drink too much 
but I could tell the alcohol was having an effect on 
both of us. As the night wore on, the music got 
slower and we found ourselves melting into each other 
as we slow danced. I didn't care that my hard-on was 
now pressing into her crotch and besides, she seemed 
to like mashing her breasts into my chest.

At one point she asked what was going on in the 
basement, and when I told her she said she wanted to 
go there.

Walking hand in hand, we negotiated the dark stairs 
and lay down on a free mattress in the corner. I 
don't remember who kissed whom first but soon we were 
making out, hot and heavy.

As I opened my mouth and started to French kiss her, 
it seemed to be a new experience for her. She was a 
fast learner though and returned the kisses with 
equal passion.

As we kissed, our bodies pressed into each other. I 
lifted the nightshirt up over her body. Her breasts 
were really soft as they dug into me. I reached up 
and rubbed her delicate mounds. I could feel her 
nipples hardening beneath my palms as we continued 
our passionate making out.

In the heat of this excitement, my penis slipped out 
of the opening in my PJ's and landed on Nancy's 
thigh. I freaked out at first but when she didn't 
pull away, I started humping it against the cotton 
crotch of her panties. I could feel they were hot and 
moist.

After a while of this, I felt her hand on my penis. 
She seemed to be examining it like it was something 
she never felt before. I didn't mind - it was 
actually the first time a girl had felt my bare 
penis. (Several had felt me only over my jeans.)

This made me brave enough to rub the cotton crotch of 
her panties. As I rubbed, it got wetter and I could 
smell her arousal. After a while I got even braver 
and slipped my hand into the waistband of her panties 
down to her bare pussy. It was at an awkward angle so 
she lifted her butt allowing me to slip off the 
panties and have unhindered access to her bare pussy. 
It was the first bare pussy I ever touched.

The first thing I remember was how soft her pubic 
hair was. She only had a light covering of hair but 
it was the softest thing I ever felt. It is a memory 
I have every time I touch a new girl down there.

Next I remember the heat coming from between her 
legs. It seemed to be ten degrees hotter than the 
rest of her already elevated body temperature. And 
also how plush her outer lips felt. They were so 
thick with each guarding the slit between them.

Finally I remember the moisture between her legs. It 
was slicker than anything I ever felt. As I rubbed 
her slit, the moisture seemed to guide my finger 
right into her pussy opening. My index finger slid in 
easily up to the second knuckle. I didn't feel a 
hymen and assumed by her actions that she wasn't a 
virgin. That was okay with me. I was ready to lose my 
virginity to anyone.

Continuing to make out, I climbed above her. In this 
position my penis was resting at the entrance of her 
pussy. It was as hard as it ever was, a good eight-
inches long.

As I pushed forward, my cockhead started to part the 
lips at the entrance of her pussy. It, as I said, was 
so slick it continued to slide right in. As I slid in 
further, I felt her pussy lips surrounding ever part 
of my shaft. It was a sensation I will never forgot, 
the first time inside a pussy.

When I was all the way in I just stopped. I wanted 
the feeling to last forever. Looking down at Nancy, I 
could tell she felt the same. After a while, instinct 
began to take over and I started pumping in and out. 
The skin of her pussy insides clung to and hugged the 
skin on my shaft. Nerves were being stimulated that I 
didn't even know I had.

The same must have been true for Nancy. As I pushed 
in, she pushed forward to meet my every stroke. I 
pumped in and out, deep and steady. The bulk of my 
whole eight-inches was rubbing every part of her 
tight pussy.

The alcohol and relaxing mood seemed to make me last 
forever. After about twenty minutes, however, I could 
tell Nancy was ready to cum. She wrapped her legs 
around my hips trying to take me as deep as possible 
as she speeded up her thrusting.

The feeling of my cockhead being squeezed by the 
muscles deep inside her pussy caused me to begin my 
ejaculation. I felt my cum being summoned from my 
balls ready to shoot deep into her pussy. 

Feeling the walls of her vagina starting to expand 
and contract in an orgasm around my penis was all it 
took to start me shooting load after load of thick, 
hot cum deep into her pussy. 

Even as the cum stopped shooting, my penis continued 
to throb as did the insides of her pussy. Looking 
down Nancy had a contented smile on her face.

"I never knew sex could feel this good," she said.

"You mean you've never done this before?" I asked.

"No silly, I busted my cherry when I was twelve, 
riding horses."

"Well I admit, it was my first time too," I 
confessed. 

Knowing we both shared something special, she leaned 
up and gave me an intimate passionate kiss with me 
still inside her.

After a while my cock got flaccid and slipped out of 
her pussy, followed by a river of hot cum. (I pity 
the brother whose mattress it was.)

She assured me it was a good time of the month for 
her as we got dressed and left the party. I insisted 
on walking her home.

We approached a two-story house a few blocks away.

"I see you live off campus," I observed.

"Well actually I don't go to college. I'm a junior in 
high school and sixteen-years old," she said.

I looked at her in whole new light. Not only was she 
my first, but she also started me down the road of 
appreciating younger girls.

Nancy and I hooked-up, on and off, all through 
college. She went on the pill so that we could have 
sex whenever we wanted. We were special friends – 
friends with benefits.

We explored the whole gamut of sex together from the 
different positions to oral sex. 

And for the first few years, no one ever knew she was 
just in high school.

To be continued...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life 
in any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out
any of the scenarios in this story should seriously 
consider seeking professional help.
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