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I was eighteen and it was my first day in college.I went to my English class. This girl with long red hair sat next to me.Then I went to my biology class, and the only empty seat was next to that same redhead.Philosophy class was in a big lecture hall. A few minutes into the lecture, I noticed this same girl seated right in front of me.I was headed to the campus cafeteria for lunch, and sure enough, the redhead was walking beside me.I smiled at her. “You seem to be everywhere that I am.”She laughed. “I could say the same about you.” Then she added, “I’m going to lunch. Care to join me?”I didn’t know anyone on campus yet, and since she was going to be in at least three of my classes all semester, lunch together sounded like a good idea. Get to know each other.Over lunch, we sat and talked. Mostly about the classes we had both been in that morning. What we had learned. And then we discussed how hot Professor Barrett, the biology teacher, was. We both wanted to climb in his lap and kiss him and ride him.“He’s not the only person on campus who’s hot!” she smiled.“Really?” I asked. “You have another Çukurambar escort hot professor for one of your classes?”“I’m not talking about a professor,” she smiled. “I mean you. Surely you know how sexy you are!”“Umm, I don’t swing that way,” I replied.“You don’t find me attractive?” she pouted.“You are very beautiful,” I smiled. “It’s just that I don’t….”“You’ve never even thought about it? You’re not curious about being with another woman?”“I assume that other woman means you?” I laughed.“Would that really be so terrible?” she frowned.“Well, for starters, I don’t even know your name.”“Brianna,” she smiled. “And you are?”“Tina,” I extended my hand for a handshake.She accepted the offered handshake, then she kissed my hand. Then she hugged me. Lightly.“Well, Miss Tina,” Brianna winked. “At least think about it a day or two, and let me know if you change your mind.”“I won’t change my mind,” I smiled. “I love big cocks too much!”“I like them too. But I’m bi. No pressure, but if you find yourself intrigued by the idea, let me know. After all, we are demetevler escort bayan in college to gain new knowledge and new experiences.”“Yeah, but there are some things maybe not to experience?”“Just think about it.”Our lunch arrived, so we stopped talking and chowed down.Then off to our afternoon classes. Brianna wasn’t in my next class, or the one after that, but she was in my last class of the day. Four classes together every day, all semester long.As we left class, Brianna told me she had enjoyed meeting me, and she wished me pleasant dreams.After I got home and had dinner, I stripped down to my panties and went to bed, as I always did. I fell asleep pretty quickly.I awoke around 3 am, with pretty Brianna on my mind. I was picturing her face, her figure, how she moved when she walked.I suddenly realized I had my hand down my panties. And the fabric was getting in my way.I closed my eyes and pictured that it was Brianna’s hands, not mine, skimming my panties off of me. My fingers worked myself over slowly, exploring everywhere. It must Escort dikmen have taken me a good forty-five minutes of enjoying myself before I finally found sweet release.In my mind, Brianna was eagerly licking up what was now rapidly pouring out of me. I found myself panting and sweating at that mental image.Then I fell asleep again.I awoke with a puddle getting cold on the bed sheet, between my widely parted thighs. And disappointed that Brianna wasn’t actually in the bed with me.After a shower, I got dressed and headed to campus. I found myself next to Brianna in English class again.“OK,” I smiled at her.“OK?” she looked astonished. “About what we discussed?”“Yes,” I whispered. “Teach me, Professor Brianna.”“Now?”“My, aren’t we the eager one!” I laughed. “After our last class.”“Where?” she grinned.“Hmm, well, can’t go to my place, I live with my parents, they could come home.”“Same problem here,” Brianna sighed.“Motel 6 is only $30 a night. We could split the bill.”“I can’t stay out all night in a motel with you. I wouldn’t mind at all, but my parents would ground me.”I laughed. “We check in after school, like around 4 pm. We mess around for about three hours. Then we check out and go home to our parents.”“It’s a date!” Brianna smiled. I hadn’t seen anyone look so happy in ages. Nor had I felt so happy myself, not in a very long time.“Pay attention to the professor,” an older student nearby scolded us.
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