Chapter 1

Where to begin? I guess I’ll tell you a bit about myself. I grew up in Dayton, Ohio, an average-sized city with all the amenities needed to support its population. My family wasn’t wealthy, but we never went without. My father has a good job that provides a decent income. We were a happy family. Mom and Dad are still in love, and I have a brother, two years my junior.

My Dad named me Stevie, after Stevie Nicks, his celebrity crush, much to my mother’s chagrin. I stand 5 feet 10 inches, taller than most of the women I meet. My blond hair is straight and hangs just below my shoulders. I weigh in at 140 pounds, soaking wet. My breasts, 36C are firm with quarter-size areolas and my nipples fit at their center. They are sensitive to the touch and, when erect, are obvious through my blouses and t-shirts. I overheard some high school boys talking, once, about my ass. Michael Felton said I had the best ass in school. Though he never had a chance, his likeability went up to a point.

Being a bit on the wild side, during my senior year of high school, I wrote an erotic poem for the school newspaper. My best friend Jeannie was the paper editor and published it. We both received a three-day suspension. My father laughed but got my promise not to do it again. There was no foul language involved, yet I now understand why it may have been inappropriate for the younger children.

Doing well in high school, I received a full scholarship from a decent midwestern university for journalism. Only about a hundred miles from home, I could go home when I wanted to. In my senior year, I ended up sharing a dorm room with an eighteen-year-old freshman. Susie was fresh off the farm. She wasn’t beautiful, but still cute in her way.

I didn’t know her measurements, but seeing her naked body when she changed clothes, she always tried to hide from me. I could see her tits were a little bigger than mine. Her body was athletic, she had a lovely bubble butt. She was very fuckable, though she had no confidence and didn’t know it herself. Being the greatest older roommate that I was, I was going to educate her. Never hiding when I changed my clothes, I spied her checking me out when I was in the raw.

One day, hanging out in the room together, we got onto the subject of sex. She admitted to me she wasn’t a virgin. Her high school boyfriend had taken her cherry. The look on her face when I told her I was bisexual, which I discovered with Jeannie, my best friend, was priceless.

Wide-eyed, she stammered, “You make love to both men and women?”

Smiling, I said, “I wouldn’t call it making love. More like animalistic sex.”

Lost in thought, she asked, “Isn’t that unnatural? Girls with girls?”

“Why would giving someone else pleasure be unnatural?”

“But the Bible says it’s a sin.”

I said, “The Bible also says that Lot’s daughters got their father drunk and had sex with him to repopulate the earth. Men sold their daughters for goats. It’s a book written by men, for men. What the fuck is that? B.I.B.L.E., Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth. It’s a guideline that promotes loving each other as you love yourself. Believe me, I’ve done my share of loving myself, if you know what I mean.”

Susie turned beet red at this. “I never thought about it like that.”

“Think about it.”

Friday and Saturday nights were my party nights, and I was usually out of the room on a date or at a party on campus. One Friday night, I was out at a frat party and a drunk chick bumped into me, dumping her beer all over the front of my shirt. Of course, now I looked like I was in a wet t-shirt contest and needed to go back to the room to change. The boys made it very difficult to leave, but I managed.

When I got back to my room, I found the door locked, but no coat hanger was on the doorknob. I let myself in and found the lights on and Susie covered up in bed, sleeping. Who goes to sleep at nine in the evening with the lights on? Immediately, I could smell her sexual aroma. She had been masturbating. The beers I had consumed had given me a great buzz. Her smell caused my pussy to release juices and my face flushed. Now, standing over her, I looked at her face, her eyes closed, but her breathing was just a little too rapid.

Quickly pulling her covers back, I found her buck-ass naked. Her groin was slick with her juices. Susie tried to react, but I was too quick. Bending over, my lips found hers and my fingers found her wet clit as my tongue wrestled with hers. Anticipating a negative reaction, I was ready to abort. I massaged her clit, eliciting a low, deep moan. Responding, she returned my kiss and opened her legs, giving me access to her soaking pussy. I slid my middle finger inside of her and she moaned again. Our eyes met and I could see the fear and excitement in them.

Swiftly pulling off my beer-soaked shirt, I let it fall to the floor. My jeans and panties followed, creating a pile. She stared at me, disbelieving, as I crawled in bed with her. I spread her legs, grabbed the back of her knees, and pushed them toward her chest. There she was, pussy wet and open. Her smell filled my nostrils as I lowered my face to her. My tongue found her asshole and pushed in.

She cried out, “What are you doing?”

“Shh, lay back and enjoy.”

I again stuck my tongue in her, giving it a few licks as she moaned out loud. Her taste was amazing, and I let my tongue find its way up through her dripping folds until I found her clit and sucked into my mouth.

She cried out, “Oh Stevie, please don’t stop.”

My fingers spread her lips open, and I alternated between her clit, through her vaginal opening, and down to her asshole. Her moans were coming fast and loud, and I had to hold her hips to steady her. I looked up at her face and watched as it contorted as her pleasure took her. Through her moans, I knew her release was quickly approaching. Two of my fingers found her opening, and I pushed them into her. I concentrated now on her clitoris, and she thanked me by sending a flow of her cum across my tongue and down my chin.

“Oh, Stevie!” She cried out as her hips bucked at my invading fingers. Her cum flowed into my mouth as I tried to swallow it all. As her orgasm began to ebb, I slowed my assault on her, crawled up her body, and kissed her passionately, letting her taste herself, probably for the first time. I rolled off of her and we lay there together.

As Susie was catching her breath, she said, “I never imagined I would have done something like that. It was wonderful.”

Then it struck me. As I climbed out of bed, I said, “You’re not done yet.” At the door now, I cracked it open and looked into the hall. Approaching me was a scrawny, pimply-faced kid walking toward me. I stuck out my hand and motioned him to me. He cocked his head like a dog, probably wondering if this was some kind of trap. He and his Dungeon & Dragons buddies were always on the lookout for the bullies.

He came near enough, and I grabbed the front of his Spider-Man t-shirt and pulled him into the room, locking the door behind me. He saw Susie’s naked body and froze as she crossed her legs and covered her tits with an arm.

Susie barked, “What the fuck, Stevie?” I ignored her.

The geek jumped when I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and raised it over his head, his arms going up instinctively, like his mommy undressing him for a bath. Susie was watching me as I stepped in front of the geek. “What’s your name ... never mind, it doesn’t matter.” I dropped in front of him and went to work on his jeans, unbuttoning and lowering the zipper. He didn’t seem to even notice me as he gawked at Susie.

Not expecting much cock from the geek, as I pulled his pants and underwear down, I was presented with a thick, seven-inch, rock-hard cock. I looked up at his face and he said, “Family trait, all the Swinford men are packing.” Putting my hands on his tight little ass, I sucked him into my mouth and began bobbing up and down his shaft. He yelped and tried to step back, but I held his ass tight.