Wild need to cum-1

The first few months of college were a blur of new experiences, friends, and concerns. Here I was just an 18 year old virgin intent on keeping my purity until the right person came along. But as months passed I not only saw more sexual sights and things done at parties and in dorm rooms but on the lawns of the campus and at pledging events. I became more and more distracted and increasingly curious about my sexual thoughts that just wouldn’t go away. In fact that’s about all I could think about.

As a virgin I still feared the experience and wondered constantly what it would be like the first time, how would it feel, would it hurt would I enjoy it? And most importantly, would I be able to have an orgasm. Then there was a question of whether or not I should I let the guy cum inside. What would that feel like when he did? And lastly birth control, which should I use?

I had been experimenting with masturbation for quiet a while now so that I could feel the pleasure, but not having to worry about all the risks so deeply instilled in me from my parents, church and others. But my eyes and brain both began to wander, whenever I would noticed a good-looking guy in my classes. And, I would wonder how big his cock was when it was hard and how he was in bed. Then I would think they were just out to get laid like my mom always told me they were. Or, I would think that just maybe there should be more to the first time I gave my cherry than have a young stud taking his pleasure, and then brag to his friends that he had fucked a virgin. Little did I know just how the course of my life would change and lead me into a totally new and surprising erotic direction.