Sexventures of John and Holly
Part 1: Meeting

Copyright┬ę 2005 by JohnMorrison

Sex Story: Part 1: Meeting - John and Holly meet as college freshman... sex,sex, and more sex...oh and sometimes they go to class

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Mult   Teenagers   Consensual   Romantic   Drunk/Drugged   Lesbian   Heterosexual   Humor   Swinging   Gang Bang   Group Sex   Orgy   Interracial   White Couple   Black Male   White Male   White Female   First   Safe Sex   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Sex Toys   Squirting   Exhibitionism   Voyeurism   School  


It all started when I went to college. My name is John, I am about 5 foot 9, around 140 pounds. I have always been a smaller guy, you could say I was a "late bloomer". In high school I was always too concentrated on school and work to really do much with the opposite sex. Now here I was going off to college, and I was going to make up for my past mistakes, when I started a new life. It wouldn't take as long as I thought.

I had just moved into my apartment right off campus, I had a very rigorous schedule of coursework ahead of me. I had picked up my books and started my first week of classes. Friday night afforded me my first real opportunity to explore the city and campus. I was tired from the return to a regular schedule, after a summer of sleeping till 3 p.m. and staying up till 5 a.m... I went to a restaurant bar that was near my apartment. Having had little time to meet new people, I only really had two friends on campus, guys from my high school, but they were both busy this weekend in the school band. So I decided to go out alone to see the town and maybe meet some people.

I entered the dark and noisy restaurant, obviously a place that would be full on Sundays, I found a table in the corner and I sat down facing the bank of TVs above the bar. I was sitting there a moment before a waitress came over to the table. She was about 5 foot 7 inches tall, very skinny shoulder length brown hair, and a beautiful face. My first thought was that she couldn't be a day older than sixteen, but this was a bar and she was a waitress that meant she was at least eighteen. She handed me a menu. "Hi, my name is Holly and I will be your server tonight, can I get you a drink?" I ordered a drink, not alcohol, I am only 18. She acted very stressed out, putting on the fake smile, to get some tips and salvage what was a bad day at work. She returned with my drink and I ordered a burger. A few minutes later I heard a crash in the kitchen. Then holly walked over to my table, she looked like a child that had just been yelled at. "I'm sorry I just dropped your order, they're working on a new one as fast as they can." As she finished saying that the manager came out of the kitchen and yelled "Holly get over here!" She stood next to me, I could sense her fear. "He's going to fire me," she muttered. She looked like she was about to cry.

"Hey, don't worry, here sit down," I got up and pulled the other chair out for her to sit. She looked at me and smiled, then she sat down across from me. I smiled back at her.

"I hate this job, im no good at it"

"Then quit before they can fire you, it's just a job, there's plenty of other jobs. I think you'll be able to get by in life without working in a crappy sports bar"


"Have you eaten?" I asked her.

"No, I was gonna take my lunch break at 8, but I don't think ill have a job by 8"

"Well you look like you could use a meal, it's on me."

"I don't think they will serve me"

"Why not you don't work here anymore... So what do you do?"

"I work here, I think"

"No I mean do you go to school"

"I just started at the University"

"Hey, me too, what's your major"

"I don't know yet, you?"

"Engineering, I think"

"So what's your name stranger?"

"Oh, I'm John"

"I'm Holly"

"Yeah I know, its, right there," I pointed to her name tag on her shirt that showed some cleavage.

"Let's get out of here, before they yell at me again."

"Where do you want to go?"

"Someplace far away from here"

"How about my place, it's the only place in town that I know."

We got in our cars and she followed me back to my place. My place consisted of a small one bedroom apartment, which had a small living room with a couch reclining chair and then a small kitchen and a bedroom that seemed like an afterthought in the structure. We parked our cars in the street in front of the building and then went into my apartment on the first floor.

"Here it is" I said, as we entered my apartment. Holly sat down on my couch. We ended up lying on my couch watching TV, when I noticed something I probably should have noticed earlier. I smelled alcohol on her breath. "Have you been drinking?"

"I was sneaking vodka into my cokes at work, I think that's why they were mad... I'm tired, but I don't want to drive anywhere," She said. That statement was quite suggestive.

"I'll drive you home if you want me to," I offered.

"No, my car is here" She replied.

"Ok. I will drive you back to your dorm, drive you and your car there, and then I will walk all the way back," I offered.

"Are you trying to get rid of me?" She asked, her voice seemed like she was messing with me.

"I guess we could watch some more TV," I said, changing the subject.

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