Hi, my name is Michael and this story is about when I was a freshman at ASU in Temp Arizona. Something happened to me during that first year at college that will probably stay with me for the rest of my life.

The "incident" that I'm writing about took place right after Christmas vacation 96, and I'll tell you right now that I'm not proud of myself. The only excuse I can give is that I was too young and inexperienced to know what I was getting myself into. It was the first time I was out on my own without my folks looking over my shoulder. (I grew up in a provincial atmosphere in a small town in Iowa.)

Actually it all started when I met Andrea during registration. She was a beautiful girl, you know the type; hard bodied and firm, real athletic looking. She was always lying out in her backyard working on a deep tan, and she had that California beach girl look. I thought she was a natural blonde until the night this story took place, and I found out she was really a brunette. (The price I paid for that little piece of knowledge has been very costly to my self-image.)

Shortly after I met Andrea she started inviting me out to school shindigs. She was a junior at the time and knew everyone, and as you can probably guess she was very popular.

Andrea had let me get to second base by this time (We'd known each other for almost four months) and she pretty much was leading me around by the nose by then. I really wanted to make love to her and she was always on my mind. I hoped that after her party on that particular weekend I might be able to talk her into letting me stay the night. I wasn't completely fantasizing because the day before right after class was when I'd gotten to that wonderful sexy second base status.

We'd stopped at a local student hangout for a couple of beers and afterwards she invited my over to her place. We had a couple more beers and really began to loosen up. I was sitting on the couch beside Andrea and she was surfing the channels on the TV looking for something interesting to watch. I was as horny and a three legged dog, not having had any sex -- except with my hand -- for almost a year. The combination of the beer and the closeness of Andrea's tan athletic body made me bolder than I might have been otherwise.

I leaned over and covered her luscious lips with mine in a deep kiss that pushed her back against the couch. She struggled in surprised at first but when I climbed on top of her and began to massage her tits through her t-shirt she seemed to relax and want me to continue.

I was so fucking horny by then that all I could think about was screwing her, I needed her more at that moment than I'd ever needed anyone in my life before. I shoved a hand up under her shirt and was pleasantly surprised by the soft warm feeling of naked tits.

When Andrea felt my cold hand on her hot tit she started to struggle again, but I held her down and slipped her some tongue and soon she was eagerly exchanging tongue with me. That emboldened me to take the next step. Before I lost my nerve I reached down and started tugging at the snap on her jeans.

As before; Andrea started to protest. I rolled completely over onto her pushing her over on to her back and kept up a frantic war with her soft lips as I fucked them with my tongue. While at the same time I started tugging at her zipper and pulled it completely down.

I was in absolute heaven when I finally was able to shove my hand between her firm smooth thighs. I wasted no time in inserting a finger into that wonderful mystery that she'd tried unsuccessfully to protect from me. My finger was instantly coated with her slick juices. "She was as hot as I was!" That was a revelation to me.

I inserted another finger, then another and began to rub the cupped palm of my hand against her mons paying special attention to what I knew would be the center of her pleasure. Finally I couldn't take it any longer and pulled back to see what she looked like.

God! Her pants were by this time down around one ankle and her tanned legs where stretched wide open. And that pussy! Fuck, it made me crazy just to look at it. I mean she was the most beautiful woman I'd ever been intimate with before, and to see her naked pussy there all wet from my efforts was just too much for me to take.

My face turned red as I felt my come spurting in my underpants; with a sinking feeling I knew I'd just blown my load. Not that it made any difference to my ability to perform but the fact that I'd come prematurely was a blow to my fragile male ego.

I'm sure Andrea didn't know what had happened, (at least that's my story and I'm sticking to it). She never said anything about it later, but she did take that moment -- while I was hesitating -- to pull herself together and get up off the couch. She quickly pulled her pants back on and headed for the bathroom only to disappear from sight for more than 10 minutes.

There I was sitting on the couch with my cooling sperm coating the inside of my underwear and Andrea locked in the bathroom.

Finally she came out, and although she was nice about it I realized that I'd blown my big chance with her. The only consolation was that she said she'd had fun, and that was when she invited me to her party. Well, what she actually said was, "Why don't you and Jody come to my party on Saturday, I think it'll be a lot of fun."

Anyway, I decided to take that as a positive reaction to what had just happened between us and went home with some hope for the future.

My roommate Jody comes from a wealthy family. He's been in some trouble in the past and that's why he was going to college in the southwest. He'd been a student at a brand named preppy school back east, but because of past indiscretions he was shunted out to Arizona to get him out of scandal's way.

To be honest I've always been jealous of him because everything seemed to come so easily for him. It'd taken me almost a month to find the house we shared. It was a two-bedroom bungalow with a rent that I could afford -- with a roommate helping out. Jody didn't really need to save money but had answered my ad the first day and had just fallen into the deal I had work so hard to put together.

He also had an easy way with women. I'd just about kill myself trying to convince a girl to go out with me. But all Jody had to do was flash his cash, or his sporty Porsche and they were hanging all over him.

That's why I wasn't too keen on inviting him to Andrea's party. He was in that year's graduating class and didn't usually hang around with underclassmen and therefore didn't even know that Andrea was alive. I didn't want him to see my girlfriend and take a shine to her, but I also really wanted to show up at the party in his expensive car. It couldn't hurt to have some nice wheels to impress the masses, I thought.

Saturday night arrived and as I'd hoped Jody was happy to drive us over to Andrea's. And as I'd also hoped we made a pretty good entrance, impressing the very people I had hoped to. So everything was working as planned.

That is until Jody met Andrea. Fuck I should have known. He had her eating out of his hand right away. He even gave her a ride in his shinny new car. Just down around the block to get some ice, but when they came roaring back into the driveway I could tell that Andrea was taken by him, they seemed like old friends, all comfortable and flirty.

The night dragged on as I sat there glumly and watched as Jody romanced my girl. I knew that I didn't have any real claim on Andrea, but I felt that we had some kind of understanding after what we'd done with each other the day before.

After hours of sitting there, drinking more beer than I should have I finally got the nerve up to take Jody aside and tell him that Andrea was my girl. That I'd planned on planting my flagpole in her that very night and would he please pick on someone else. That's when my world changed, or should I say, fell apart.

Jody just laughed, then he told me that he was going to fuck her that night after the party. That I had no hold on her and that she hadn't even mentioned my name all night. And finally that she'd already given him a yes when he'd asked if he could stay the night. I was crushed and tears began to stream down my face to add to the humiliation of it all.

Then Jody said something that shocked me but at the same time excited me beyond belief. "Hey Michael, don't take it so hard. I knew you had a crush on her so I told her that we'd be a threesome, and she didn't object. So you can join us if you want to."

I couldn't believe my ears and responded in a shaky voice, "What? You mean that you'd let me have a crack at her too? After you're done?" I wasn't sure that I liked his offer, but I was hard as a rock anyway.

"Sure, why not? And you don't have to wait, I'll fix it so you can join in right away if you want. I think Andrea's game for some hot sex with two healthy willing guys."

I looked blankly at him. What was he suggesting? Andrea would let two guys fuck her at once? I couldn't keep quiet, "You mean you're telling me that she'd let us both do her -- at the -- err -- same time?"

"Yeah, I'll fix it up right now," he said and casually walked over to her and started to speak in a confidential way leaning against the wall and whispering in her ear. I watched them both not sure I believed that Jody had the nerve to ask her something like that. But he kept talking and occasionally he'd point my way or nod his head in my direction. Andrea would look over at me each time he made one of those gestures.

At first I still didn't believe that Jody was really asking her if we could both fuck her that evening. The fact that he'd said he was already as good as in her pants was still hard for me to believe, even knowing his ways.

But when Andrea finally sauntered over to me and quietly said, "Well, well, this could be interesting," made me a believer. Then she kissed me on the cheek and walked away to greet some new guests that had just arrived.

I was so fucking aroused by the thought of both Jody and me doing Andrea together. I couldn't believe that we were going to have a threesome in just a couple of hours and I was as nervous as I'd ever been in my life. I was going to have to perform in front of another guy, and a guy who knew his way around women a lot better than I. For the first time in my life I felt sexually intimidated.

That feeling grew as the night droned on. I started drinking more beer than I should have. But the thought of our forthcoming tryst made me more and more nervous as the night dragged on. I knew I shouldn't drink so much but I needed to calm myself I thought, so I drank more.

The fact of the matter was that I was scared shitless by the prospect of "proving" myself to both Andrea and Jody. But at the same time I was like a horny male animal in heat, the whole perverted idea was such a turn on.