Sexual Disorientation

by Grampy

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Tear Jerker, First, School, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Tim and Susan both made it to college with virginity intact. Neither planned it that way, it just happened. Now misinformation causes serious sexual disorientation to threaten the first and perfect love of these two innocents, before it has a chance to begin. Only an embarrassing accident gives their love a second chance, and a chance to seek revenge on the guilty culprit.

Tim and Susan had both made it to college with virginity intact. Neither planned it that way, it just happened.

Tim dated the same girl throughout high school, a young lady determined to hang on to her maidenhead until marriage. Tim, being a true gentleman respected her wishes. But she chose a college on the other side of the country, and they drifted apart. Tim was now more than willing to lose his embarrassing virginal state. Like most guys his age, he had plenty of hormones to keep his interest level at a fever pitch. Two things kept Tim a virgin. The first thing was his natural shyness. It took Tim a long time to feel comfortable enough around someone to get his nerve up to ask them out. The girl in question had usually decided he wasn't interested, or even worse, had made him a "friend." And it's a well know fact, that once you are a friend, you're never going to get laid. The second problem is that Tim was that rare creature, the genuine nice guy; he really wasn't interested in one night stands or casual sex. He only was interested in a physical relationship with someone that he really cared for. Consequently, Tim's sex life in college had been limited to Rosy Palm and her five sisters.

Susan hadn't even had to plan to stay a virgin, because her parents had planned for her. Until she got out from under their control by going to college, her parents made sure she had no real opportunity to commit fornication, as they would have called it. The irony was that their Gestapo like approach to parenting only succeeded in preventing real communication. If they had just talked to her instead, they would have discovered that their daughter was a remarkably level headed young woman. Not that Susan was a prude, far from it, she liked the idea of getting physical, and she craved being touched. She just had no patience for anyone who didn't show a genuine interest in what was between her ears before trying to investigate what was between her legs. She'd rather stick with her trusty and well used vibrator which she called Silver Stallion. Any young man who tried to get his hand up her skirt, before first taking time to find out about her plans and dreams for the future, quickly learned that he had no future with her. And so far, that pretty well described all of her dates in college.

Tim and Susan both worked evenings in the college library to earn extra money and it didn't take long for them to be attracted to one another. Given Susan's old fashioned rule of waiting for the man to ask, and Tim's natural shyness, they might never have gotten anywhere. Fortunately, they discovered that they lived near each other, and since they got off work at the same time, and it was after dark, it was only polite of Tim to offer to walk her home. They both really looked forward to this time together. They quickly discovered they had much in common, and they really enjoyed each other's company. Some nights they would stop and get a cappuccino and biscotti. Susan soon was hoping that Tim would ask her out on a real date, because she really liked him a lot. Tim was slowly gathering his courage, and thought that very soon he would ask Susan for a real date. His roommate and best friend Barry was encouraging him. Finally, Barry just grabbed Tim and said. "Do it man, you're crazy about this girl, she seems to like you, what the hell are you waiting for? Do it today." Tim really couldn't think of a good argument not to, so he went to work that evening determined that on the walk home, he was going to ask her out.

He was very nervous at the library that night and wanted someone to talk to, so he cornered Larry, who worked there also. Larry wasn't a particular friend, but they had always gotten along and Tim was desperate to talk to someone. He knew that Larry was aware that he had been walking Susan home. "Hey Larry," he said, "I'm planning to ask Susan for a date tonight. You think she'd go out with me?"

Larry looked genuinely pained. "Hey Tim, buddy, geez, I hate to be the one to tell you this. God. But before you go and embarrass yourself and Susan, I guess I better tell you... Oh shit man, I hate this, and you're such a nice guy too."

Tim went white as a ghost. "Well yeah Larry, tell me, whatever it is, damn, I don't want to screw up and embarrass her, I really like her, you gotta level with me."

"Ok man, look, you'd never know it to look at her, I mean Susan's really nice and all, but she's not into men, you know what I mean?"

"No Larry, I don't understand, what are you trying to say?"

"Gay, lesbo, digs chicks, rug muncher, clear enough?"

Tim looked like he'd been slapped. "Larry are you sure about this, I mean really sure, how do you know?"

"Sorry man, I really am, yeah I'm sure, I know because she told me herself."

Tim slumped down behind a shelf of books. He was crushed. He liked her so much and he really thought she liked him. He felt like a complete idiot. He went by Susan's desk; he couldn't look her in the eye. "I'm sorry Susan, I'm not feeling well. I'm going home early. I won't be able to walk you home this evening. Goodbye." And he practically ran out of the library. Susan was so startled she didn't even get a word out, but she thought that something was wrong, other than an illness. Why hadn't he been able to look at her? What was going on? Just when she thought the relationship was going so well. She really thought he was just about to ask her out.

Tim walked a long time and then he went back to his apartment and just lay in bed staring at the ceiling. His first reaction was just to have nothing more to do with Susan, but the problem was he really enjoyed her company. He'd really miss her a lot. For hours he went back and forth, but finally, he knew, painful as it was, there was only one answer.

Barry came home. "Hey, Tim, buddy, how'd it go? Gotta date with Susan right? Just like I told you."

"Not exactly Barry," replied Tim ruefully, "there's a small problem."

"Like what, she's got a boyfriend?"

"More likely a girlfriend, she's gay."

"You're shitting me"

"Wish the hell I was Barry, God, I wish I was."

"Man, I'm sorry, I really am. That sucks. But this campus is full of good looking chicks, you gotta just let her go and try again."

"No Barry, I've really thought about it, I think I'm gonna just keep hanging out with Susan, I really like her."

"Yeah buddy, but what's the point, I mean you're not one of those idiots that think you can convert her are you?"

"No Barry, I know that you don't just convert someone back from being gay. If you mean I'll never have sex with Susan, I know. I guess Rosy Palm and her sisters will still be my constant companions, but I'll have to live with that. I really enjoy her company; I want to be with her, sex or no sex."

"Ok, man, your choice, my hat's off to you. It makes me feel as shallow as a mud puddle. But if that's the way you feel, you gotta follow your heart."

So Tim followed his heart, and he walked Susan home every day and they continued to enjoy each others company. But Susan was getting puzzled and rather frustrated. She'd always wanted a man to get to know her first, before getting physical, but enough already, dammit. No one had ever gotten to know her this well, and now she was ready to get physical, really physical. In fact she had already decided that she would like to give her virginity to Tim but so far, Tim hadn't touched her. She turned to her roommate Carol for help. "Carol, what's wrong with me that a man wouldn't like me? Am I ugly?"

Carol laughed. "You, ugly honey? I wish I had your body and your looks. You've got a great figure, nice ass, fantastic tits, all the nice bits that guys like. You're cute as a bug. Honey, I don't see any problem. You could maybe dress a little sexier, but overall I can't see you having any trouble attracting guys. It's not like it's even all that hard to attract them."

"Well why won't Tim touch me, or ask me out? He spends all this time with me, and he really seems to like me. I give him every chance. I brush his hand when we're walking, hoping he'll hold mine. I put my lips in handy kissing range if we're sitting on a bench. Nothing! I'm going crazy. I'm coming home every night with wet panties. I could go broke buying batteries for the Silver Stallion"

"I don't know what to tell you. I never met a guy that hard to get. Come to think of it, I never met a guy hard to get at all. Maybe he's just mega-shy. If it was me, I'd probably just yank down his zipper and pull out Willey the one eyed wonder worm. That always gets their undivided attention. But Honey, I know that's not your style. So why don't you just ask him?"

"You know Carol, I think you're right. It won't be easy, but I'm about to go bananas."

So that night on the way home from the library Susan asked Tim if they could sit on a quiet bench under an oak tree. She looked him right in his clear baby blue eyes. "Tim, I need to ask you something, about us."

"Sure Susan, ask me anything."

"Well, you treat me differently than any man I've ever known, and I like that, but I wonder why?"

"Susan, I've given our relationship a great deal of thought, and I've just decided that a man and a woman can still be very close friends even if one of them is gay." Tim noticed that Susan colored and seemed startled. "Oh, I'm sorry Susan, I hope I haven't been indiscrete, I thought that was common knowledge."

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