His First was Sloppy Seconds

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Craig found himself 18 years of age, attending an expensive, all-male college, and without any real hope of female companionship. Thankfully, his roommate's girlfriend was sympathetic.

It's an interesting story of how Craig found himself in his current location - Allington College. Craig's family wasn't even middle class. In fact, it seemed as if even daily existence was a struggle for his poor parents. At least they had instilled a tremendous work ethic in Craig, which resulted in his achievement of excellent grades while he was in high school. It seemed like a cruel twist of fate that Craig's future held no real prospect other than to seek employment at one of the local manufacturing facilities.

Craig held no real hope when Mr. Schroeder informed him of a scholarship at Allington College, the local, all-male private school. Mr. Schroeder, the English teacher, saw great promise in Craig, and he told him so. He also knew that the college offered full scholarships to underprivileged students. Allington College was situated in an adjacent town and was known as the target school for wealthy families whose sons lacked the qualifications for most of the other prestigious schools.

Offering scholarships to underprivileged students was likely the college's means to atone for their preponderance of spoiled, and entitled students. Mr. Schroeder summoned up two more letters of recommendation, and Craig submitted his application for scholarship at Allington College. His parents were shocked and overwhelmed when their son was admitted to Allington College, with full scholarship, two weeks before his high school graduation. Now, the 18-year-old young man had some hope for a brighter future.

In early fall, Craig and his family arrived at the college with his meager belongings. They were all nervous upon entering his new dorm room, and upon finding his new roommate, Beau. Beau explained that his full name was Beauregard Blumenthal, but that he insisted on the nickname Beau. Every bit of Beau's demeanor and his belongings hinted of his family's affluence. But, Craig and his parents would all later agree that Beau seemed to be quite friendly.

The start of college went rather smoothly. Beau and Craig became friends. The pronounced gap between their families' background kept them from fully bonding, but they enjoyed each other's company nonetheless. Beau was much more confident and dogged in his pursuit of a girlfriend. Craig was disappointed in Beau when seeing how he devalued all of the opportunity that this college had to offer. Beau, sought out only what it lacked. Girls.

It wasn't long before Beau succeeded in his hunt. Beau introduced Craig to Allie. Allie was a bit older, at 21 years of age. She worked in the town at a convenience store. Allie's age and employment offered great advantage to Beau, because she was able to obtain beer. It became a regular occurrence for Allie to show up at their dorm with a six pack of cold beer.

Allie's confidence gave her a seeming maturity that belied her small town origin. As such, she was more than a match for Beau, whose ersatz worldliness originated from his family's gentry. Both Beau and Allie lived for the moment, with little regard for their reputation. They really were not concerned for the future - Allie was resigned to a small town existence, and Beau relied on his family's status and wealth or for any future prospects. Their affection for one another bordered on indifference, but they spent almost all of their free time together.

Allie shared a small apartment in town with two friends. Beau and Allie found that Allie's apartment offered no real privacy. Lacking any other suitable harbor, they spent a lot of time on campus, in Beau's dormitory room. At first, Craig tended to avoid the dorm room that he shared with Beau, in order to give them some sense of privacy. What began as a courtesy became a truly bothersome imposition. So, over time, Craig simply resumed his regular occupancy of his shared dorm room.

His presence didn't seem to bother the amorous couple. In fact, there were many nights when Allie stayed overnight, sleeping with Beau in the upper level of the room's bunkbed. Allie became like a third roommate. Craig found that having an attractive female sleeping in the dorm room was strangely titillating. He grew fond of Allie and her regular presence - it was a bit gratifying having a regular female presence, somewhat overcoming the fact that Craig had no girlfriend of his own.

With increasing familiarity came immodesty on the part of Allie. At bedtime, Allie was comfortable walking about the room in only a T-shirt and panties. Craig would quite often steal a glance at Allie's alluring form. Her plain white panties had elastic bands that gathered the material around her legs and hips. Elsewhere the material was loose, almost baggy. To Craig, these panties simply hinted at the wonders he knew were beneath. To a youthful and inexperienced boy, her simple panties were much more satisfying than any pair of sexy lingerie.

For bed, she never wore a bra underneath her T-shirt. She seemed oblivious to the fact that the upturned nipples of her firm breasts were prominently on display. She was so unselfconscious about her body, as if indifferent to any effect that she may have on Craig. She wasn't mean or vain, she simply wanted to enjoy her comfort and convenience without worrying about others' reaction. How other people perceived her, or how they reacted to her immodesty, was of no concern to Allie.

Craig found it calmly amusing when she hopped up into Beau's bed and directed her "goodnight roomie" down at Craig. Beau was nonchalant about their living situation. Allie was the perfect girlfriend for Beau, and she became a supplemental for Craig as well. Beau and Allies spent all of their free time together and neither of them showed any signs that they expected their relationship to proceed to something more formal. It was an unspoken fact that Beau's parents would most certainly disapprove of Allie's pedigree. Beau took Craig's acceptance and amusement with Allie as implied acceptance of her regular presence in their small dorm room.

The situation changed one night. Craig was awakened in the middle of the night by sounds from above. From the whispers emitted from above, Craig deduced that Beau was trying to seduce Allie. Craig knew that they were sexually active, but he had never known of them to have sex in his presence. Craig remained quiet and feigned sleep. He focused his attention on the sounds of whispered intimacies, and rustling of fabric. After about fifteen minutes, the soft moaning of sexual intimacy reached a crescendo, and then all was quiet. Craig couldn't help but wonder what it felt like to be Beau, and to lie next to Allie's naked body.

Beau and Allie must have been convinced that their covert lovemaking remained undetected. Over time, their sexual activity in Craig's presence became a frequent occurrence. Craig especially enjoyed it when Allie's moans became loud and her breathing approached panting. He envisioned how she looked when she was in the throes of ecstasy. Ironically, and despite Allie's allure, Craig found that he could not masturbate to thoughts of her. She was his roommate's girlfriend, and also Craig felt that Allie and he had some special affinity that superseded prosaic, sexual attraction.

It was the middle of the semester both Beau and Craig were facing mid-term exams. Beau was interested only in attaining sufficient grades to remain enrolled. For Beau, college was simply another means of delaying his forced entry into adulthood. Conversely, Craig was not only naturally studious, he also needed to attain sufficient grades to retain his eligibility for his necessary scholarship. After an evening of intense study, Craig went to bed for a good night's sleep. Beau and Allie also went to bed, but remained talking in hushed tone.

At about 1 a.m. Craig was awakened by hushed carnal activity. He wasn't upset because he still enjoyed the lascivious nature of his roommates'' nighttime activity. After a while, the nature of their whispering took on a new tone. Allie was perturbed, "What the fuck Beau? You selfish prick. You just want to cum and fall asleep? What about me?" Beau whispered in a manner that was meant to calm and quiet Allie. "Oh, come on Allie. I have exams tomorrow. I'll make it up to you. Let's just go to sleep."

"You can be a jerk sometimes. I should go down and fuck Craig. I'll bet he's more of a gentleman than you'll ever be." Beau refused to get riled up over her immature bluff. "I'm really sorry babe, but I'm so tired. I've got to get some sleep." He rolled over to put emphasis on his determination.

Allie waited for about ten minutes and then slid down from the upper bunk bed. Her foot searched for purchase, and Craig felt it strike his arm. Allie lowered herself to the floor. There was no point in Craig feigning sleep. The moonlight filtering into the room highlighted Allie's body. Her exquisite breasts tented up the T-shirt in a most provocative way. The shirt ended at her hips and Craig could make out the wisps of hair between her legs. She wasn't wearing any panties.

Allie placed her hand over her crotch in an urgent, but gentle manner. Craig had no way of knowing, but Allie was trying to keep Beau's cum from escaping her pussy. She clenched her pelvic muscles, giving her a momentary reprieve from her dilemma. Craig was surprised when Allie reached into over towards his bed, and she gripped Craig's covers. She pulled them down to the foot of his bed, exposing his body. Craig laid there clothed only in his underwear. Next, she pulled at the waistband of Craig's boxer shorts. Craig instinctively raised his hips, allowing Allie to expose his cock. He wasn't a participant - he was only yielding to whatever Allie chose to do with his body.

Allie bent over to maneuver into Craig's cavern-like lower bunk bed. She lowered her body onto the bed, and then raised her leg so that she could straddle his hips. Craig could only observe her movement. He had no ability to interpret her intention, nor to respond to her movement.

Allie was doubly frustrated. One, she was perturbed with Beau's indifference to her physical needs, and two, she wanted some sexual release. So, she was seeking physical gratification, but she also knew that she wanted to gift Craig with something worthy of his constant, kind attention. She was aware that Craig regularly observed her body, and that he would never choose to lust after his roommate's girlfriend. She felt a genuine appreciation for Craig's earnest affection. She lowered her pussy on top of Craig's growing penis, pinning it against his abdomen.

She rocked her hips back and forth, with his cock wedged between her folds. As she relaxed her muscles, a small quantity of Beau's cum load escaped from her vagina. Craig fully surrendered to Allie's body. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the feeling of her moist fold rubbing up and down on his shaft. Her motion changed, and Craig opened his eyes to a vision of Allie shedding her T-shirt.

Two most glorious breasts came into view. Allie gently took his hands and placed them on her breasts, encouraging her shy partner to explore her body. At first, he just cupped them in amazement, which elicited a sweet smile from Allie. She reached between her legs and found her nub. Craig watched as Allie rode his cock and pleasured herself. As her arousal grew she released more and more of Beau's cum, coating Craig's cock. A more experienced lover would have questioned the sloppy, viscid feeling of her pussy. Craig didn't know, nor did he care.

Allie was now desperate to cum and she attacked her clit with a frenzy. Craig desperately wanted to demonstrate some competence, and so he began to massage her tits, and lightly pinch her nipples. Allie was overcome by all of the stimulation and her body racked in orgasm. Craig could only watch as her incredible body jerked in ecstasy. She forced herself to hold back the sounds that her body wanted to expel. Craig had never, and would never again, experience such an erotic moment.

After a minute of rest, Allie moved to unmount herself. She knew that Craig wouldn't complain in the least if she simply left him in his current state of arousal. But she felt compassion for her innocent lover, and wanted for him to have some satisfaction for his effort. She looked at his rigid cock that still awaited fulfillment. Craig's cock glistened with a sheen of Beau's cum. It wasn't until now that she fully acknowledged how Craig's fortuitous moment was actually a product of Beau's sloppy seconds.

Allie never shied away from swallowing cum, but the thought of intentionally putting a cock covered with congealing cum into her mouth seemed wholly unpleasant. She gave Craig a light kiss on his lips to verify that she was still in control. She moved down so that she could reach his cock, and then she gently stroked it. The cum was, in fact, sticky. This was going to have to be rather fast if she wanted to finish without rubbing him raw.

Craig felt the difference. The slippery feeling of her vagina walls was like heaven. Her hand felt more like putting a tight glove onto his hand. He so desperately wanted to cum and he tried to ignore the unpleasant feeling. Allie sensed his discomfort and mentally searched for a solution. She reached down to her vagina and gathered up what little of Beau's sperm still remained at her opening.

She applied the last bit of cum to Craig's cock as lube. With her other hand she reached for his ball sack. All of her previous boyfriends liked it when she fondled their balls. She had read that men liked to submit to a dominant female during sex, and that a woman gripping their most sensitive body part was a total act of submission. She now had Craig in her complete control. She would bring this to a rapid conclusion.

His balls were slimed with cum as well. She had never given much thought to the quantity of cum a boy released into her body during intercourse. It seemed as if she had released cups of Beau's cum onto Craig's manhood. She sensuously rubbed Craig's cock and fondled and squeezed his balls eliciting the most satisfying moans from her innocent consort. As she massaged the cum into his flesh she felt it becoming more and more sticky. As a last resort, she reluctantly stuck out her tongue and flicked the underside of his cock.

Craig felt wonderful. He completely abandoned control to Allie. He had seen her completely nude, as only a lover looks upon another's body. He had felt the tits that had until now been only teasing swellings underneath her loose T-shirt. He had been in contact with her most sacred orifice. She was stroking his cock and balls. Allie was his lover, if only for this short moment in time.

This most beautiful and skilled woman was initiating him into that exclusive club of manhood. In his mind, he was no longer virginal. He was now a man. He felt something soft and warm dab and flick under the head of his cock. Was there no limit to her ability to excite him? The warm surge came as an uncontrolled release of pent-up energy. His body went rigid and his cock spewed the first rope of cum onto his stomach. He felt his cock bob up and down, each jerk was accompanying by another shot of cum.

Allie gently moved to extricate herself from the Craig's bed. She found her crumpled T-shirt and slid it over her head, covering her breasts from view. In the dim light Craig saw the knowing smile on her face, and he smiled back. His was a silly smile. The kind that a young schoolboy gives after the teacher pats him on the head. It was the smile of contentment, nonetheless. When he awoke the next morning to get ready for his exams he discovered that his stomach and his entire pubic region was encrusted in dried cum. While he might normally find this disgusting, today it was a crude reminder of last night.