Chapter One

My name is Jason. I 'm a 22 year old senior at a Department of State university located way up in the mountains. My freshman yr I joined a brotherhood because I was an exceptional drinker. I was far from a typical frat boy, but the idea of having a core grouping of friends to political party with was very appealing to an 18 year old me. My social life was fairly strong during my first of all three days of college. I had a lot of Quaker and was well known around campus.

My senior yr I was elected president of my fraternity. I ran on the program of governing through due date. There were a lot of detrimental things that my sodality got into and I wanted to curtail that. I wanted my fraternity to be to a greater extent community oriented and less degenerate oriented. Some people liked my glide slope, some people saw me as a stick in the mud. I did not care. It was the vision I had since I saw the degradation my freshman year. Becoming such a polarize figure in the Greek community garnered me a lot of newfound interest from some of the sorority girls. For three eld sorority girls were a age bracket that I greatly failed to understand. They 're all around lack of disgrace perplexed me and I often found them to be much too forward for me.

Since I can remember interacting with girls was a terrible experience. I never had a lady friend in highschool school. I was just getting to the point where I could casually socialise with them toward the end of my mellow school calling. My difficulty with the opposite sex continued when I got to college. I thought for trusted joining a frat would be the charming fix to my women trouble, but that fix never came.

fresher class came and went and I had no real number candidate. When I was sober I was refining my societal accomplishment with women, when I was wasted, I was making a fool of myself. By sophomore class my social skills were well refined and I was cook to finally break through. That never happened. When I would watch my admirer seal the pot I would ask mental note of hand. Some of the things they would say though ... never in a million class would I have the confidence to emulate. So I remained stagnant because I did n't have a shred of game.

By third-year class I had lost a honest amount of money of weightiness and developed some finis friendly relationship with a few lady friend that dated friends of mine. I think they saw through me and knew I needed help. Through them I gained confidence that I could converse in a intimate manner with women ... even if they saw it as sottish banter. But for me it was invaluable praxis. By the end of my junior year I had managed to secure a few dates.

They were n't with the best looking missy but I thought that would run to my vantage. I was hoping for a girl with lower ego esteem than I had. Turns out that girls that were Thomas More shy and awkward than me did n't present many chance for me to `` Cash the v bill '' as my frat boy supporter would say. That 's right ... I was still a virgin by 20 years old. By the end of junior year I had my start kiss. It sucked and I found the girl to be repulsive albeit not bad looking. Beggars can be picker I guess.

Everything changed my older year. I came back to school only slightly corpulence whereas I was very corpulence my kickoff few days of college. I got two tattoos over summer recess and drastically improved my closet. I just moved into our new fraternity house about a twenty-five percent mile from campus. As president I had the first option of suite so I got the braggy 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 booze, lots of drugs, set of slutty girls walking around my house. The next forenoon I was outside chipping golf nut in the front yard when I saw a very short, very tan little girl coming down the outside stairs.

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

`` sanctum bull, Jason, you look ... well, you look quite different. '' I could tell apart 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 feel very gorgeous, I was so fucked up hold out Nox and I literally just rolled off of Paul 's cock. '' I cringed. How could this incredibly cute and barren looking girl be so shameless ? I could n't think of anything to say to that so I put my head down and went back to chipping balls.

Sydney broke the silence `` I do n't have anywhere I need to be, I just kinda figured Paul did n't require me to linger. Wan na hang out ? ``

`` Sure '' I said, not entirely sure what that entailed. `` We can string up in the rec room or walk downtown and get breakfast. ``

`` Fuck that '' she said. `` I 'm pound, let 's go bent out in your elbow room. '' At this point I had a dangerous face of butterfly stroke. I 've had girls in my room plenty of times but they were almost always accompanied by their young man. Leading the way, we walked back up the steps and down the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall to my way. I immediately put on euphony and packed a trough in an endeavor to riddle my social ineptitude. Sydney, at this point, has her brake shoe off and was sitting on my bed.

'' Hey Jason, it 's too early to mind to euphony. Let 's ascertain a moving-picture show. I just wan na unstrain. '' I took a yearn pull off the bowl and passed it to her. As she took her own sizable drag I cued up one of the American Pie movies.

I took a fundament in a president opposite the bed, careful to give Sydney her space. She gave me a quirky spirit then motioned to the bed. She pulled her sweatshirt off and threw overt the mantle. Sept first light in the plenty can bring on an unseasonable chill, so I was n't surprised when I noticed the rock gruelling protrusion from her slim T-shirt. Either she did n't notice my gaze or could wish less. At this pointedness I was in uncharted territory. I never had a young woman in my bed let alone a girl that had a forestalling 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 blanket on the very edge of the king bed. Sydney was under the mantle enjoying the movie as well as the bounty kush. I could n't rivet on the picture show. I wanted to locomote closer and get under the blankets but I was so ossify of the potential results. So I did what I always do, I played the perfect valet de chambre and when the movie was over I handed Sydney her sweatshirt and escorted her out. She gave me a hug and thanked me for a courteous morning and was on her way.

For the succeeding several hours I analyzed the encounter over and over and over. I was upset at myself for not making a move, but at the same time I was convincing myself that this was a strictly Platonic brush. Nevertheless I could n't assist but feel relieved. If by hazard I did stumble my way into Sydney 's pant I know my enigma would be exposed. Noone knows I 'm a virgin. I have always lied to my friends. Either they believed me and just assume I do n't get laid a lot, or they just go along with it ... I do n't accept the resolution to that. Had I had sex with Sydney she surely would experience been capable to tell I was a Virgo and share that fact with her friends. By the end of the day all of the Greek biotic community would take in been privy to my secret. Anyway, better things were on the horizon.

About 4:00 I heard loud music coming from the drive. I headed out to look into the beginning of the din. When I got out of doors I saw two of my roommates gouge and Ryan throwing the football the distance of the driveway. I decided a footling recreation would be a safe tension relief so I joined them. After about half an hr Nick 's earphone started ringing. He answered and held a brief conversation. After he tucked away his prison cell telephone he took the egg and fired a laser rightfield at me.

`` Let 's end on a good line, Shannon and Allie are on their way over. They want to hang out ''

`` Ok '' I said. Having lived in a fraternity house for two years now I was used to multiple solidification of little girl spending fourth dimension at our home daily. Claude Shannon and Allie are Sigma young woman that I 'm not very familiar 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 camp of beer. By the sentence I got back out-of-door Ryan had taken off for the dark and Nick was greeting the two daughter. I knew Claude Elwood Shannon, she was loud and a tad obnoxious ... typical sorority missy. She sported a prissy tan, with farseeing black hair. She was absolutely beautiful but truth be told, she was a cunt. I quickly turned my attention to her supporter. I recognized her. I vaguely remember her from last-place year 's natural spring formal. 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 lady friend I 've ever laid my eyes on. She flashed me a hypnotic smile.

`` Hey, I 'm Allie. '' I was speechless. After that hone smile all but melted me I gathered myself to take in her appearance in nifty detail. She is n't the sorority type by any means. She wore crocked gym shorts and a loose-fitting t-shirt. She is about 5'6. Not skinny but far from overweight. She had recollective shiny brown haircloth that went half way down her back. While she wore no composition her face was unflawed with a well-nigh perfect complexion. Her skin was a beautiful subtlety of cream. Not wan but far from tan. The gym shorts she was wearing strained by an ass that was nix brusk of beau ideal. It was firm and stave and did n't indicate a hint of sag. This girl was blessed. The tee shirt offered no denotation of what may be beneath it until a strong wind blew her shirt, right across her chest. She had small white meat, probably an A cup. But they stood at care like the rest of her perfectly portioned body.

I extended my hand to throw off hers.

`` Hi, I 'm Jason. '' I did n't stammer, I did n't stutter. Even I could assure that my tone of voice exuded confidence. Allie grasped my hand. I made sure my clutch was house but not too solid. I wanted to leave the depression that I 'm strong but know when to transfer my strength. I could tell apart it worked as Allie 's creamy complexion flushed deep red.

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

`` I have to admit it 's nice to meet a progressive guy on this campus. '' She nervously stammered awaiting my response. I knew this was my in and I could n't do in this opportunity. `` He 's a closet liberal '' Nick interjected as he slapped my ass on the way by. He and Shannon announced that they were heading up to his elbow room for `` a second. '' Allie and I looked at each other smiling knowing they would be more than than a minute.

`` Enjoy ... Jason and I will be out here discussing the socialist takeover of America '' Allie chirped. I almost spewed out my beer at this overt drill of sarcasm. properly then and there I knew this little girl was my vis-a-vis. We made our may over to the picnic table where I took a derriere. She did not sit across from me but rather directly future to me. She was so airless our legs were almost touching.

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

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

`` Holy shit '' 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 decimal point I was very curious to see where this conversation would use up us. This girl is incredibly cool and unbelievably hot. By now my survival instinct are kicking in and they are begging the question ... what 's the apprehension ?

We both nursed our sec beers, not wanting to close up conversation. Conversation with Allie was easy. It was n't forced. It had a runniness and a purpose that so many of my conversations with the opposite sex lacked.

She first wanted to make love my political beliefs and I was glad to parcel 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 handsome progressive. This led to several minutes of gamey disputation and a little playful banter. political science aside, the motion turned to a more personal nature. Turns out we are from Town only about 45 minutes apart. We talked about high school experiences, our friends, our mutual erotic love of fun and brute. We talked about our families, our life goals and finally we moved to our biggest commonality ; Greek life.

Allie, I learned, was a Jr that lived in an off campus apartment by herself with her cat. She transferred last year from a secret school that she hated.

`` To be honest, I joined a sorority because I did n't give many admirer at my shoemaker's last shoal and I thought this was my best shot at the convention college experience. '' All the patch I 'm thinking to myself `` how the infernal region could this girl not make friends. '' As if she was reading my mind she continued `` I do n't exactly induce a lot of self-confidence in myself. I do n't cogitate I 'm very likable. I do n't like the girly girl stuff and I do n't call back I 'm very pretty. '' She finished abruptly as if a free weight was lifted off her shoulder revealing this to me. She took another draught of beer and looked to me for my reaction to her Book of Revelation. It was my turn to purge red.

`` I think you are trade good looking '' is all I could muster. Telling a slut like Sydney she was hot was easy but telling Allie she was pretty was so difficult for me. My concern of rejection was showing itself. Allie did n't say anything, instead she took one more generous swig of beer and laid her head on my shoulder joint. No words were needed. She was so close now that our legs were touching. My bare leg was resting against her smooth delicate skin. This was the confining contact I have ever had with a girl and my biological functions were not letting me forget it. I could find my erection growing in my gym boxers. This presented a very ill at ease opening. Fortunately gouge and Shannon came barreling down the steps and jolted Allie 's head straight up.

`` What 's up love birds '' snick hollered as Shannon smacked his arm.

`` Grow up gouge '' Allie snapped as she quickly rose from the piece of cake tabular array. She glanced at her telephone set presumably to turn back the meter. As Shannon and Nick walked to the car, Allie bent down to where I 'm sitting and rested her hired hand on mine. `` It was a joy 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 stark mental rejection. Those were the most stimulating hr I 've ever spent with a fair sex.

Resigned to the fact that she was gone, I gathered my beers and headed for my room. With the slim bombilation going on I stripped down to my boxers and got in bed. I pulled out my laptop and went to my favorite porn land site. Thinking about Allie I slipped my hands in my pants and started playing with myself. I was determined to defecate this a endurance contest jerk session. I scoured the porn star pages until I settled on one that closest resembled the newest target of my affection. James Whitcomb Riley Thomas Reid. She had the same retentive brown hair, the Saame fat ass, the Same tiny tits and very similar nervus facialis feature. She did n't present as sexy as Riley but I thought she was perfect. I watched a video of Riley masturbating with just her fingers. I did n't require to think about Allie having sex, I just wanted to fantasy about the purity of her body. Thinking about her the total time I was stroking my cock, I came very quickly. Well after I finished masturbating, I found myself dwelling on the few hours we spent together. It wasn't lust or sexual. I wanted to screw her in every way. I desperately wanted to see her again. Turns out I would n't give to await long .