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"Way to go, girls!" Susan cheered as we all met. "I bet you two were going all night, just like Marci and I."

I pulled back, slightly aghast at Susan's openness about it. Marci was looking very sheepish, and blushing very deeply. She certainly wasn't ready for that kind of a public admission, of course I wasn't really either, but we were well past the point of denial. Kylie didn't even choke out a response as we walked into the showers.

"Susan, please!" Marci whimpered into Susan's ear.

"Oh, come on, you're a little lezzie slut, you sure liked it last night. Admit it!" Susan shot back harshly.

I was stunned as Marci just cringed and whimpered. "Yes, Susan."

"Yes, what, Marci?" Susan asked firmly.

I shot a look of concern over to Kylie as we watched Marci openly submit to Susan. I didn't know what to think, watching Susan play some kind of dominatrix out in the open like this. Kylie obviously was as shocked as I was, but neither knew what to do about it.

"I'm a little lezzi slut who loves to eat pussy." Marci answered, her voice quaking between fear and lust. I couldn't believe it, but I thought I could smell the musk of fresh arousal coming off of Marci. She confirmed it a moment later when she took off her robe, and anyone could see the trail of fresh pussy juice running down her inner thighs.

"Good, now come over here and lather me up, slut." Susan ordered as she walked under a shower and turned it on. She looked every bit in control of the situation and Marci didn't even seem to flinch at the harsh words.

I wasn't sure what to make of this, and took my shower on the other side of the room. Kylie joined me and we watched in awe as Marci dutifully lathered up Susan's body. We just showered off as quickly as we could, not really wanting to get involved in this strange display.

Susan just ignored us, and soon began openly moaning as Marci continued a rather thorough, and sexual cleaning of her partner. I just lathered and rinsed as fast as I could and it was only a few minutes before both Kylie and I left them to their devices.

"That was really weird." Kylie whispered as we walked back out into the hall. "I never would have thought Marci was a submissive like that."

"I know she always carried herself so proudly before. I can't believe she just took that from Susan." I agreed. Marci had always seemed a proud, independent woman, but the scene I'd just witnessed was making me rethink that. I was certainly glad I had a fun roommate like Kylie now, rather than a bitch like Susan. At least I wasn't going to have to worry about being treated like a submissive slut by her.

We got back to our room, quickly forgetting the unpleasant scene we'd just witnessed and getting on with our day. We quickly picked out our skimpy bikinis and strutted off for another day at the pool. I could hardly wait, more than eager to improve my tan and give a good many boys the show of their lives.

Chapter 10

Things were strange on our floor all week. There was little doubt that every room seemed to turn into a lesbian play area after dark. Every pair of roommates had suddenly turned into couples. The sudden change and the openness about it were stunning to me. It wasn't uncommon now for girls to walk around the floor completely naked or to leave their door open during a session of lovemaking.

I have to admit I wasn't any different. I no longer bothered with a robe at all. It wasn't like the other girls hadn't seen me in the buff, so there wasn't any real loss. The showers themselves had become an extension of our rooms. They were almost constantly running and couples were openly fucking each other.

Kylie and I had taken to showering together just like everyone else. I'd let her lather me up and rub me down, then I'd do the same. Of course, it was never as quick as all that, we often started kissing, and would end up fucking each other for hours under the running water.

I don't know why, but my sense of shame seemed to drop away as the week passed. At first I blushed whenever someone saw me show Kylie the slightest affection. By Friday I didn't care in the slightest if someone saw me with my fingers up her pussy and my tongue down her throat.

The funny thing was I knew this was all completely out of character for me. It didn't make the slightest difference, though. I still carried on just the same. I knew I was acting more and more oddly, acting like some kind of lesbian in public, but that wasn't all of it. I also found my choice in clothing, rapidly changing too. My skirts kept getting shorter and it was about half way through the week when I swore off underwear. It was fun though, walking around in a short skirt and a low cut blouse and just savoring the looks of lust from the boys. I had a lot of competition though, as virtually every other girl was doing the same thing. I even started flashing boys, and giggling all the way home. It was all like I wasn't me anymore, but I couldn't help myself. It felt perfectly natural to act like this, and even though I considered how odd it was in those rare moments of peace, I didn't have the slightest inclination to change anything.

It was Friday when Kylie made me aware of a new activity sweeping the dorms. One that I found especially alluring given my own predicament.

"So they're having parties, what's the big deal about that?" I asked after Kylie bounded in on me. I was relaxing and watching TV as I ran a vibrating massager over my exposed breasts. I had been very pleased when I noticed them on one of the shelves down at the store. It was certainly a pleasurable way to spend my time when I wasn't able to play with Kylie.

"Yeah, but it's the kind of parties that they are, I think you're just going to love it." Kylie squealed as she bounced with glee. As she did, I watched her cute little breasts nearly bounce out of her top, almost wishing they would.

"So what kind of a party are they, silly?" I asked.

"They're Virgin parties! It's like a big orgy where the maid of honor gets deflowered and then fucked by anyone she wants. Isn't that just a great idea?" Kylie giggled. Obviously she was thinking about me, and I had to admit the idea sounded tempting. I don't know what was coming over me, but the idea of loosing my cherry in public, and then getting to fuck as much as I could bear seemed too good to be true.

"That sound's cool, so who's the maid of honor?" I asked, curious as to who on our floor would be the first to go through with this ritual.

"It's Marci, if you'll believe that. Our RA was really happy that we were going to be one of the first floors to throw a virgin party this year. She also said we'd be having plenty more given just how many maidens we have on the floor this year. We're going to have to be quick if you want to have a weekend night to yourself for your party, Ana." Kylie continued. I wasn't quite ready for that. Sure, I wanted to do it, but not this soon. But then I didn't have to schedule the party for next week, just set up a date I'd be comfortable with before someone else took it.

"Okay, I'll figure out when I want to do it, then we can go to the RA." I said. I could hardly believe that this was a real tradition. It was like something out of the twilight zone. Even so, I was beginning to find the idea more appealing by the minute, maybe next week wouldn't be such a bad time to break in my under-used little pussy.

Chapter 11

"This is it, Ana, tell me now if you don't want to go through with it." Kylie told me as she rubbed my shoulders.

There was no doubt I was nervous, this was a once in a lifetime moment after all. I sat on my bed for a moment and ran over the decision one last time. I wanted to do this, to lose my virginity and become fully a woman. I had already made up my mind, but this was the moment for last minute jitters, and I certainly had a stomach full of butterflies. I also had a pussy aching to be filled. Kylie had been teasing me all day before my final preparation, keeping me just on that edge of arousal.

Now I was dressed in a sheer white dress, so sheer in fact that there wasn't a part of my anatomy that couldn't be seen. It was part of the ritual, a last wearing of virgin white. I giggled at that thought, in a few minutes I wouldn't have to worry about that any more, and would be free to indulge in all the varieties of fun that now composed dorm life.

I looked back at Marci's deflowering. It had certainly been festive, and even I had to don a strap on and fuck the new woman. Marci was happy too, or she sounded like it. Susan had been the lucky party to do the deed, with her own strap on dildo. In fact, not a single boy was there that night, though I saw several being lead into her room on nights after that.

My party was certainly different in that regard. Kirt had been generous enough to offer his services, as I wanted a real man to take my cherry. Besides, I owed him for all those embarrassing dates before. Several other guys I knew would be there too, to help break me in. I shivered with anticipation at that thought. This was certainly going to be a night to remember.

Finally, I mustered my strength and stood up. "I'm ready."

"Great, let's go." Kylie beamed and then led me out into the community area of our floor. Just like it had been for Marci's Virgin party, it was covered in comfortable cushions and full of naked men and women, I knew them all, and in a few minutes I would know them all a lot more intimately. For my part, I walked up to the edge of a bed placed in the middle of the room. It was covered with satin sheets and several pillows. This was the main stage, where the deed would be done.

I felt rather exposed like this, my dress not hiding anything from view. I'd been naked in front of most of the girls present, but I'd never been this bare in front of any boy before. I had never seen a naked boy before either, and I took a quick look around the room at the array of stiff cocks, hardly believing they'd all be pounding into me before the night was through. I was even more shocked by just how much I was looking forward to it. My pussy was already hot and wet, just aching to be filled.

"Ana, do you have any last words as a virgin?" Boomed our RA as I stepped up to the bed.

I stood there for a moment, wondering just what to say. "I can't believe I'm going to do this!"

A roar of laughter filled the room and I just stood there waiting for whatever came next. Kylie was right behind me, her hands on my shoulders, holding me steady. She was here to help me through this, a maid of honor after a fashion. Whatever she could do for me, she would, and right now that consisted of helping me keep my nerve as I watched Kirt walk into the room completely naked and sporting a very nice cock. I felt something inside me just melt as my eyes traced over his nicely trim body, and finally to the tool that would soon go where nothing had ever been before. I watched in wonder as his shaft hardened right before me as Kirt looked over my nicely displayed body.

He walked up to me and reached his hand out, touching my cheek. "You look wonderful tonight, Ana. Thank you for letting me be a part of this."

I just looked up into his eyes and smiled, sharing an oddly tender, personal moment in public. There really wasn't anything more to say. I simply closed my eyes and leaned forward, following a strange instinct within me. Our lips met a moment later, a spark of wonder and fury flew between us in that instant. I felt Kylie pull away, acknowledging that I was ready to begin.

We remained like that for some time, I really don't know how long, but it was a perfect moment. Then, I knew it was time. I stepped back just slightly and pulled Kirt's hands down to my thighs and the hem of my dress, wrapping his fingers around the edge. Then, with a simple motion, he pulled my dress up, over my body and then over my head. With casual disdain, he dropped the sheer garment to the ground and swiftly moved to my side. Kirt bent over and with a simple lifting motion, I found myself wrapped in his arms. The trip to the bed lasted only a moment, but I had never felt so secure, so safe, in all my life. I had made the right decision in picking Kirt for this, I decided.

With the same careful tenderness, Kirt placed me on the bed, gently lowering me onto a pillow. Just as gracefully, he pulled up beside me and ran a hand over my arm, sending rivers of fire across my skin. I leaned over and kissed him again, this time letting my own hands roam across his toned body as our lips danced. He returned the gesture, exploring my every curve as I did his every ripple.

By now, I was on fire, the ache between my legs had become a need. This was it, I knew, and it was time. I broke my kiss and laid back, spreading my legs. I took this moment to look between them, seeing my bare pussy lips puffed and red with excitement. I'd shaved my pussy this morning in anticipation, something that had seemed right at the time. I still found it hard to believe that I was about to be filled in my most intimate place, and I looked down, wondering at how this was the last time I would see a virgin pussy between my legs. With this last thought, I fell back and looked into Kirt's eyes, welcoming the tenderness in his eyes.

"I'm ready." I whispered simply, and smiled warmly as he nodded his understanding.

Kirt lifted himself up, and carefully pulled his body between my open legs. I looked down to see his cock waving between his legs, pointing towards my steaming opening. I could almost sense his hesitation, and I reached out between us to grab his shaft. It felt so large to my hand. I was still amazed I could fit something so large inside me as I felt its veins and bulbous head with my fingers. Kirt moaned quietly at my caress, and I focused back on the ache between my own thighs.

I looked up one more time, looking deep into Kirt's eyes as I brought the head of his shaft to my own outer gates. I was quaking with anticipation and with nerves now. The moment was upon me, I realized, as I felt Kirt's shaft gently part the lips of my aching pussy and slowly found its place at the opening of my virgin passage. Kirt bent down and planted a light kiss on the very tip of my nose, taming my nerves just a bit.

I felt a light, tentative push into my depths. A question, I realized, and I nodded my assent, bracing for the full thrust into me. With the answer given, Kirt pressed forward again, and gently drove his shaft inside me. His going was easy, as my passions were stoked, leaving my pussy primed for his entry. I was simply lost in the sensations being stirred by his shaft as it parted into untraveled realms inside me. Instinctively, I pressed my hips towards him, and gasped as he slipped deeper inside.

I felt Kirt's shaft hit my barrier a moment later. This was the moment of truth, I knew, and I was ready to complete what we'd started. Another exchange of heart felt looks and we both were ready. I pulled back my hips slightly and so did Kirt, leaving us joined just by the tip of his shaft. Then we both pushed forward, driving together in the most intimate way. His shaft tore through my virginity in the full motion, his shaft resting firmly in my depths as I cried out at the sudden pain. We stayed like that for some time, as I adjusted to the pain of my loss and the wonderfully novel sensation of being filled to the brim with a man's cock. As the pain fell away, it was quickly replaced by the same passion and fire that had pushed me forward. It felt wonderful like this, my pussy nicely spread around my lover's cock, which was buried fully inside me leaving his sack resting at the base of my ass.

I allowed myself to revel in the sensation for quite some time, wanting to be sure that the pain of my deflowering was gone as well. Kirt was the perfect partner through this as well, only allowing himself a few gentle caresses of my body and tender kisses as I prepared myself for what came next. Finally, I was ready, and without any more fanfare, I squeezed my pussy and pressed my hips forward, spurring on a response. Kirt didn't waste any time giving me a reply either, pulling back with a long retreat. I gasped at the sensation, and moaned loudly as he pressed forward with an equally measured thrust. I was lost in the sensations of my inner folds parting for his shaft and the fullness filling my depths as he pressed into me.

With that first thrust, we began a slow pistoning action, both moaning as our bodies intertwined in the most perfect of ways. Every movement inside me was a feast of new feelings, and I was soon panting with untamed heat, and humping back against Kirt's plunging shaft. I didn't even realize we were going faster until I found myself panting in time with his thrusts and my breasts bouncing wildly with every motion. I was in ecstasy now, my pussy was burning with pleasure, growing with every filling thrust from Kirt's shaft.

It was at this moment, as we rutted like animals, that Kirt reached down and kissed me passionately. I couldn't help but respond, and let our tongues dance as our hips bounced in and out in another enticing routine. I was in awe at the wonder of this act, just how natural it felt to be spread open like this and filled so completely as I was pushed towards an inspiring peak.

My hips were bucking wildly as I lost all control to the passion inside me. The pounding heat in my pussy drove out all thought, leaving just my animal instincts to complete the mating dance. Then everything suddenly seemed to dissolve away, and I felt a long, loud moan escape my lips as a wave of pleasure ran through me. I was in a state of bliss, feeling like I had left my body, which I knew was still grinding wildly against Kirt's shaft. As I began to drift back down, Kirt grabbed my hips roughly and buried himself deep into my well-fucked pussy. I felt his seed pour into me, with a warm gush deep inside. I couldn't help but coo at the unique feeling. I reached up and kissed Kirt again, passionately sharing my lips as I felt his cock pull out of me, trailing his seed as it went.

We stayed in each other�s arms for a moment before a roar of cheers went up around us. I'd almost forgotten that I'd done all this in public, and even on tape thanks to Kylie's suggestion. I found it hard to believe that I'd be able to watch Kirt's cock plunging into my pussy over and over again. I couldn't help but redden self-consciously as I looked around the room. There were plenty of hard shafts ready to be used, both male cock and plastic strap ons. I had one more thing to share before I let the party continue.

I rolled over and looked into Kirt's smiling face. "Thank you, Kirt, that was wonderful."

He grinned warmly and caressed my cheek before pulling away. "You were great too, Ana, I hope you enjoy the rest of the party."

"I know I will." I smiled, watching Kirt get up and walk away from the bed. I rolled onto my back again and looked up to see Kylie crawling up from the bottom of the bed and sporting a rather large strap on that was shining with lubricant.

"I'm next, Ana." Kylie giggled as she crawled up. I was swooning at the thought of again filling my pussy and spread my legs for my roommate. This was going to be a great evening, I thought as I got ready for my eager pussy to take in its second shaft of its career.

Chapter 12

It's strange just how quickly a person can get used to things. It was only my fifth week of school, five weeks since leaving the confines of my home and parents and I felt like a whole new person. I was alive in ways I'd never conceived of, and doing things that still seemed unreal. I didn't regret any of it, though, in fact, I was looking forward to the next adventure that would land on me.

"Off for another day of classes." I mused as I pulled on my top, a nice tight shirt that showed off the curve of my breasts and midriff nicely. I reached down to pinch my nipples to make sure they'd poke out nicely in the cooling fall air.