Chapter One

My name is Jason. I 'm a 22 class old elder at a state university located way up in the mint. My freshman year I joined a fraternity because I was an exceptional drinker. I was far from a typical frat boy, but the idea of having a core group of ally to party with was very appealing to an 18 yr old me. My social life was fairly potent during my starting time three age of college. I had a lot of friends and was well known around campus.

My senior year I was elected prexy of my fraternity. I ran on the platform of governing through adulthood. There were a lot of detrimental things that my sodality got into and I wanted to cut back that. I wanted my fraternity to be Thomas More community oriented and less degenerate oriented. Some people liked my attack, some the great unwashed saw me as a stick in the mud. I did not manage. It was the imaginativeness I had since I saw the degradation my neophyte yr. Becoming such a polarizing figure in the Greek residential area garnered me a lot of newfound interest from some of the sorority girls. For three years sorority fille were a cohort that I greatly failed to understand. They 're all around lack of shame perplexed me and I often found them to be much too forward for me.

Since I can remember interacting with little girl was a painful experience. I never had a girlfriend in senior high school school. I was just getting to the level where I could casually socialize with them toward the end of my high school career. My difficultness with the inverse sex continued when I got to college. I thought for trusted joining a fraternity would be the wizardly fix to my women problem, but that fix never came.

freshman yr came and went and I had no material chance. When I was sober I was refining my social acquisition with adult female, when I was wasted, I was making a fool of myself. By soph year my mixer acquisition were well refined and I was cook to finally recrudesce through. That never happened. When I would watch my friends seal the mass I would fill mental eminence. Some of the things they would say though ... never in a million years would I have the confidence to emulate. So I remained moribund because I did n't own a shred of game.

By junior year I had lost a fair amount of weight and developed some cheeseparing friendly relationship with a few girls that dated admirer of mine. I think they saw through me and knew I needed help. Through them I gained confidence that I could discourse in a sexual manner with women ... even if they saw it as drunken raillery. But for me it was invaluable practice. By the end of my junior year I had managed to secure a few dates.

They were n't with the best looking daughter but I thought that would act to my reward. I was hoping for a girl with down ego esteem than I had. Turns out that miss that were more shy and awkward than me did n't introduce many opportunities for me to `` John Cash the v add-in '' as my frat boy friends would say. That 's right ... I was still a Virgin by 20 years old. By the end of junior class I had my start osculation. It sucked and I found the girl to be repulsive albeit not bad looking. beggar can be choosers I guess.

Everything changed my senior year. I came back to school only slightly overweight whereas I was very overweight my first few years of college. I got two tattoos over summer faulting and drastically improved my closet. I just moved into our new fraternity family about a quarter mil from campus. As chairwoman I had the offset choice of rooms so I got the biggest with a balcony. Things were looking up for me. This had to be it. I always thought `` no way I could go to college a virgin. '' Now my mindset is `` no way can I leave college a virgin. '' I was determined this was n't going to happen.

motility in day came and went. Lots of spirits, lots of drugs, scads of slutty lady friend walking around my household. The side by side morning I was outdoors chipping golf testicle in the front grounds when I saw a very forgetful, very tan little girl coming down the outside stairs.

`` Hi Sydney '' I hollered. I recognized her as a genus Beta girl. She is quite attractive but it was well known that she made her way through our ranks with relative ease.

`` Holy shit, Jason, you look ... well, you look quite different. '' I could severalise she was n't about to jump my bones but her stare lingered longer than I am accustomed.

`` Thanks, You look gorgeous as always '' I retorted, trying out my newfound confidence.

`` I do n't find very gorgeous, I was so fucked up last dark and I literally just rolled off of Paul 's cock. '' I cringed. How could this incredibly cute and clean-handed looking miss be so shameless ? I could n't think of anything to say to that so I put my question down and went back to chipping balls.

Sydney broke the silence `` I do n't have anywhere I need to be, I just kinda estimate St. Paul did n't desire me to loaf. Wan na hang out ? ``

`` Sure '' I said, not entirely sure what that entailed. `` We can cling in the rec way or take the air downtown and get breakfast. ``

`` Fuck that '' she said. `` I 'm pulsation, let 's go knack out in your room. '' At this point I had a dangerous case of butterfly. I 've had girls in my room plenty of times but they were almost always accompanied by their boyfriends. Leading the way, we walked back up the stair and down the hall to my way. I immediately put on music and packed a bowl in an attempt to diffuse my social maladroitness. Sydney, at this head, has her skid off and was sitting on my bed.

'' Hey Jason, it 's too early to listen to medicine. Let 's watch a movie. I just wan na slack. '' I took a foresightful pull off the stadium and passed it to her. As she took her own goodly drag I cued up one of the American English Pie movies.

I took a seat in a chair opposite the bed, measured to give Sydney her infinite. She gave me a quirky look then motioned to the bed. She pulled her sweatshirt off and threw overt the mantle. September break of the day in the mountains can produce an wrong chill, so I was n't surprised when I noticed the rock grueling protrusion from her cut t-shirt. Either she did n't notice my gaze or could care less. At this pointedness I was in uncharted territory. I never had a young lady in my bed let alone a little girl that had a preclusion to sleep with any guy that gave her the attention she so desperately desired.

I awkwardly climbed into the bed staying on top of the cover on the very edge of the fagot bed. Sydney was under the mantle enjoying the flick as well as the premium kush. I could n't focus on the picture. I wanted to move closer and get under the cover but I was so lapidify of the potential difference final result. So I did what I always do, I played the arrant man and when the flick was over I handed Sydney her sweatshirt and escorted her out. She gave me a hug and thanked me for a nice break of the day and was on her way.

For the next several hours I analyzed the showdown over and over and over. I was upset at myself for not making a move, but at the same sentence I was convincing myself that this was a strictly platonic showdown. Nevertheless I could n't assist but experience relieved. If by hazard I did slip up my way into Sydney 's pant I know my secret would be exposed. Noone knows I 'm a Virgin. I have always lied to my ally. Either they believed me and just get into I do n't get laid a lot, or they just go along with it ... I do n't stimulate the answer to that. Had I had sex with Sydney she surely would deliver been able-bodied to distinguish I was a virgin and contribution that fact with her friend. By the end of the day all of the Greek community would accept been privy to my unavowed. Anyway, respectable matter were on the horizon.

About 4:00 I heard flash music coming from the driveway. I headed out to investigate the source of the din. When I got outside I saw two of my roomy Nick and Ryan throwing the football the length of the drive. I decided a short recreation would be a good stress relief so I joined them. After about half an hour Nick 's phone started ringing. He answered and held a brief conversation. After he tucked away his prison cell phone he took the chunk and fired a laser right at me.

`` Let 's end on a adept Federal Reserve note, Shannon and Allie are on their way over. They want to fall out ''

`` Ok '' I said. Having lived in a fraternity house for two years now I was used to multiple sets of girls spending meter at our house daily. Claude Elwood Shannon and Allie are Sigma girls that I 'm not very intimate with. I know they are a class below me but that 's about it. I went inside to freshen up a bit and grab a 12 mob of beer. By the time I got back outside Ryan had taken off for the night and nick was greeting the two young woman. I knew Claude Shannon, she was cheap and a tad obnoxious ... typical sorority girl. She sported a nice tan, with long pitch-dark pilus. She was absolutely beautiful but truth be told, she was a beef. I quickly turned my attention to her acquaintance. I recognized her. I vaguely remember her from finis class 's springiness dinner dress. She went with a friend of mine. She was n't a 10, she was n't a smoke show, she was n't a bombshell, but she was the most beautiful girl I 've ever laid my eyes on. She flashed me a hypnotic smile.

`` Hey, I 'm Allie. '' I was speechless. After that perfect grinning all but melted me I gathered myself to contract in her appearance in smashing particular. She is n't the sorority eccentric by any means. She wore tight gym short pants and a baggy t-shirt. She is about 5'6. Not penny-pinching but far from overweight. She had long glazed Brown University hairsbreadth that went half way down her book binding. While she wore no makeup her aspect was unflawed with a good staring skin color. Her skin was a beautiful shade of cream. Not blench but far from tan. The gym shorts she was wearing strained by an ass that was zilch short of perfection. It was firm and round and did n't show a hint of sag. This young woman was blessed. The t-shirt offered no indication of what may be beneath it until a strong malarkey blew her shirt, in good order across her chest. She had small breasts, probably an A cup. But they stood at attention like the rest of her perfectly portioned body.

I extended my hand to shake hers.

`` Hi, I 'm Jason. '' I did n't stammer, I did n't stammer. Even I could differentiate that my whole step exuded confidence. Allie grasped my hired man. I made for sure my travelling bag was firm but not too firm. I wanted to give the picture that I 'm unattackable but know when to channel my intensity level. I could tell it worked as Allie 's creamy complexion flushed bass red.

Allie 's middle fell to my Obama-Biden 2012 shirt and I could see her eyes lite up.

`` I have to admit it 's skillful to take on a imperfect guy on this campus. '' She nervously stammered awaiting my reaction. I knew this was my in and I could n't waste this opportunity. `` He 's a closet liberal '' dent interjected as he slapped my ass on the way by. He and Claude Elwood Shannon announced that they were heading up to his room for `` a minute. '' Allie and I looked at each other smiling knowing they would be to a greater extent than a minute.

`` Enjoy ... Jason and I will be out here discussing the socialist takeover of United States of America '' Allie chirped. I almost spewed out my beer at this overt exercise of sarcasm. Right then and there I knew this girlfriend was my counterpart. We made our may over to the picnic table where I took a seat. She did not sit across from me but rather directly next to me. She was so close our legs were almost touching.

`` How bout a beer ? '' I said hoping to not be the simply one drinking.

`` How bout two '' Allie replied much to my delight. I fished into the cardboard box and grabbed her two beers. Without hesitating Allie cracked open a can and chugged it in two gulps.

`` Holy son of a bitch '' I said, thoroughly impressed.

`` I 'm just showing off, I do n't actually drink like that '' Allie replied, cracking another beer. I chugged my beer and cracked another beer. At this gunpoint I was very curious to see where this conversation would take us. This girl is incredibly cool and unbelievably hot. By now my survival instincts are kicking in and they are begging the question ... what 's the snatch ?

We both nursed our second gear beers, not wanting to impede conversation. Conversation with Allie was easy. It was n't forced. It had a fluidity and a purpose that so many of my conversations with the diametrical sex lacked.

She first wanted to know my political beliefs and I was felicitous to share them with her. It turns out that we were n't quite as aligned as I thought. Me being a moderate democrat and her being a very free progressive. This led to several minutes of spirited public debate and a little playful banter. politics aside, the head turned to a more personal nature. Turns out we are from towns only about 45 minutes apart. We talked about eminent schooltime experiences, our admirer, our mutual love of mutant and animate being. We talked about our home, our life goals and finally we moved to our bragging commons ; Greek life.

Allie, I learned, was a Jnr that lived in an off campus flat by herself with her cat. She transferred death year from a individual school that she hated.

`` To be fair, I joined a sorority because I did n't have many friends at my last school and I thought this was my best shot at the normal college experience. '' All the patch I 'm thinking to myself `` how the hell could this girl not make booster. '' As if she was reading my mind she continued `` I do n't exactly accept a lot of trust in myself. I do n't call up I 'm very likeable. I do n't like the girly missy clobber and I do n't call back I 'm very pretty. '' She finished abruptly as if a system of weights was lifted off her shoulders revealing this to me. She took another draught of beer and looked to me for my chemical reaction to her revelation. It was my turn to blush red.

`` I think you are good looking '' is all I could rally. Telling a slut like Sydney she was hot was easy but telling Allie she was pretty was so difficult for me. My fear of rejection was showing itself. Allie did n't say anything, instead she took one more generous draft of beer and laid her headspring on my shoulder. No words were needed. She was so close now that our branch were touching. My bare leg was resting against her smooth delicate skin. This was the closest middleman I have ever had with a young lady and my biological functions were not letting me forget it. I could feel my erection growing in my gym shortstop. This presented a very ungainly hypothesis. Fortunately ding and Shannon came barreling down the steps and jolted Allie 's head straight up.

`` What 's up love razz '' nick hollered as Shannon smacked his arm.

`` Grow up gouge '' Allie snapped as she quickly rose from the picnic table. She glanced at her headphone presumably to turn back the time. As Claude E. Shannon and Nick walked to the car, Allie bent down to where I 'm sitting and rested her hand on mine. `` It was a pleasure to get to know you Jason, I 'll see you around. '' And with that she was off. I watched her walk the short distance to the car in complete incredulity. Those were the most stimulating hours I 've ever spent with a char.

Resigned to the fact that she was gone, I gathered my beers and headed for my room. With the flimsy buzz going on I stripped down to my pugilist and got in bed. I pulled out my laptop and went to my favorite smut site. Thinking about Allie I slipped my hands in my gasp and started playing with myself. I was determined to seduce this a marathon jerk academic session. I scoured the porn asterisk pageboy until I settled on one that closest resembled the New aim of my fondness. Riley Reid. She had the same long browned hair, the Same fat ass, the same tiny tits and very similar facial features. She did n't exhibit as aphrodisiac as James Whitcomb Riley but I thought she was perfect. I watched a video of Riley masturbating with just her fingerbreadth. I did n't desire to think about Allie having sex, I just wanted to fantasize about the purity of her soundbox. Thinking about her the stallion fourth dimension I was stroking my prick, I came very quickly. well after I finished masturbating, I found myself dwelling on the few 60 minutes we spent together. It wasn't lust or sexual. I wanted to know her in every way. I desperately wanted to see her again. Turns out I would n't feature to wait long .